In daily study, work and life, the most familiar thing to everyone is composition. Composition requires a complete chapter structure, and we must avoid the appearance of composition without ending. So have you ever understood composition? Below are 10 of my sixth-grade compositions that I collected and compiled. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. My sixth grade composition 1
I have a mother, she is not great, she just gave birth to me; she is not great, she just raised me to this age; she is not great, she is just a church How do I behave? She is really not that great, she just gives everything for me! Who am I? It's worth her paying so much for me, yes, I am her daughter. But even though I am her daughter, so what? Is she worth it?
My mother is very, very good to me! If I said something east, it would be east, and if I said something west, it would be west. The most I would say would be a few words, but she wouldn't say much, let alone hit me.
I have a bad habit, I can’t see other people going to play. One time, just like this, I saw my aunt taking my grandma to play in Chengdu. I was anxious and wanted to go. I begged my aunt: "I want to go too!" My aunt touched my head: "Let's do it next time." I was angry, very unhappy, and was already crying. My mother pulled me aside and said to me: "Why are you crying? Can you have some ambition?" I stared at my mother with wide eyes, thinking "I want to go!" My mother continued: "I didn't give you one. A rich family, but I will love you with all my heart!" My tears had just stopped, but now they were falling very hard... "Love me with all your life?" I just thought silently in my heart. I believe my mother, indeed she loved me more times later!
I feel very special about this period of time, it went so fast! I went from looking up at my mother, to looking at her level, and probably looking down in the future. Looking at the wrinkles and gray hairs on my mother’s face, I was thinking: “Is it time to grow up?” Yes, it’s time for me to grow up and learn to be independent. !
Once, I stood behind you, watching you quietly, looking at your strong back, willing to protect me from the wind and rain, I really, really failed to live up to your expectations. I cried. The moment you turned around, in order not to let you find out, I left quickly...
This is a love letter, a love letter to my mother! All, mom, I love you! I love you endlessly! To use a sentence from Wang Yuan's brother's song, it is: "I don't want beaches, islands, carriages and castles, I don't want crowds of people screaming enthusiastically, I don't want colorful and brilliant lights shining, I just want you to be able to do it one day. I'm proud! "I only hope that one day I can be your pride!"
Are you worth paying for me? I want to use actions, I want to use time, I want to use everything to prove that everything you do now is worth it! Mom, you gave me half your life, and I will make up for it for you! You are my role model, you are my pride, if you wait for me, I will be your pride too! My sixth grade composition Part 2
On Saturday, the wind was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly. Mom rolled a dusty "new" bicycle out of the garage and took it to the sink to rinse it. I saw it and asked: "Mom, when did you buy this bicycle? Why do you still use a bicycle when you have a motorcycle?" "This bicycle was bought when you were a child. It is prepared for you! You will use it when you grow up. "I was so happy when I heard it, haven't I grown up now? I can learn to ride a bicycle.
In the afternoon, I pestered my mother to teach me how to ride a bicycle. With the help of my mother, I finally climbed onto the bicycle, holding the front of the bicycle tightly with both hands, and barely reaching the pedals with my feet. My mother asked me to press the pedal hard. I stared at the pedal and stepped hard with my right foot. Hey, the car moved. But when the pedal reached the second half of the circle, my feet were not long enough. What should I do? I could only tilt my body to the right. Now I could When it broke down, the car also followed me and leaned down. Fortunately, my mother was well prepared and it took a lot of effort to prevent me from falling. My mother said: "When riding a bicycle, you need to use your eyes, feet, and hands together, and you must also pay attention to your body's center of gravity." After listening to my mother's words, I got in the car again.
It seems easy but hard to do. I didn’t expect riding a bicycle to be so difficult. I kept getting on the bus, falling down, getting on the bus, falling down... Within half an hour, my mother was already so tired that she was sweating profusely. Seeing my mother panting, I said to the bicycle: "Brother Bicycle, please give me some respect! Don't fall down again next time, or I will fight you tooth and nail." "Come on, Jiang Yuetao. We must succeed this time. ." I wiped the sweat off my head and got into the car again. This time, I finally stepped on the pedal several times, and the bike moved forward smoothly for a long distance. Mom quietly let go of her hand, and I felt even more happy. But just when I was happy, the front of the car stopped obeying me. With a "pop" sound, I and the car fell heavily to the ground. My foot was bruised by the wheel and became swollen the next day. But I didn't give up. I believed that one day I would learn to ride a bicycle.
A few days later, my feet got much better, so I started “cycling training” again. This time, I encountered many difficulties again: my hands would sometimes get blistered, my legs would often be scratched, and my feet would be crushed every three days... In short, I put in sweat, hard work, and hardships, but I I still firmly believe that one day I will succeed.
Sure enough, hard work pays off. After a few weeks, I was finally able to easily walk around for several laps, and I succeeded! There is a kind of joy in my heart that cannot be concealed at all, the joy of success, the joy of tasting the fruits of my own labor.
Learning to ride a bicycle for the first time taught me persistence and patience... There will be many "firsts" in our life, but no matter what we do, You must persevere and don't back down when encountering a small difficulty. As long as we persist and have perseverance, we will surely move towards our golden future. Let us taste more of the "first time" in life. My sixth-grade composition Part 3
I have read many poems by Su Dongpo since I was a child. I thought I already understood Su Shi very well, but it was not until I entered junior high school that I learned about Su Shi's life experience.
Before I entered junior high school, I didn’t have a deep understanding of Su Shi. I could only recite a few of his poems.
In the past, I was isolated by a group of girls. They thought that I could not be good friends with them because I was annoying. When I encountered this situation, I felt very sad. I thought that we could remain good friends and that I could integrate into this group, but I didn't expect that they didn't want to talk to me. During that week, I was not in a happy mood. I was taciturn and sat in the classroom after class.
When I entered junior high school, I didn’t know many people, and no one came to see me. At that time, I felt that others didn't like me.
After some time, the Chinese teacher told us about Su Dongpo. She said: "Su Dongpo was an open-minded and optimistic person. He spent two months of comfortable life in his new residence. Then the court demoted him to Hainan Island and ordered him to leave immediately. This time the blow was sudden, but it was him The lyrical poem describing the spring breeze makes people take a rest, but he lived there with his own optimistic attitude, and also wrote, "Eating three hundred lychees a day, I will never stop being a Lingnan native." Even though he was inferior to others, Su Shi still maintained his optimistic attitude."
After listening to this story told by the Chinese teacher, I couldn't help thinking: Su Shi was in a dark society at that time. I can face those unpleasant things with such an optimistic and positive attitude, why can't I do it?
I began to learn how to face unpleasant things with optimism, just like Su Shi. I didn't walk in pairs on the campus like other girls. I'm used to being alone, and I think it's good to be alone, and it can calm my mind for a while. I think that's what I call optimism.
In my eyes, Su Shi is an open-minded, optimistic and positive poet. When encountering difficulties, we should face them positively like him.
My sixth-grade composition Part 4
Reading is a poetic state of existence and a happy lifestyle, and my favorite is the book "If You Give Me Three Days of Light".
In the legendary life of 88 years, 87 years were spent in silence, wordlessness, and lightlessness. Helen Keller, a legendary American woman.
The book tells that Helen Keller suffered from a serious illness when she was 17 months old, so the originally bright world turned into darkness. The clever girl who could say the word water soon after she was born was silent. But not long after, her parents invited Teacher Sullivan, and Keller seemed to have grasped the straw of life. Helen Keller seemed to have become a genius, and she could actually say: eat, drink, speak, and read a few words. This is hard for a deaf mute, but she did it!
When she grew up, she became a philanthropist, and her last wish was just to give herself three days of light and then make the world more peaceful, which is the same as the wish of the famous singer Xue Zhiqian.
But if I was given three days of sight and was originally a deaf-mute, what would I do? She might be crazy, I really don’t know how she did it. Finally, on the list of America's greatest, there is her name - Helen Keller.
I love this book. It taught me that even if there are difficulties, I can face everything with a smile! My sixth grade composition Part 5
In the golden autumn of September, the fruits are fragrant. As sixth grade students, we spend the last Teacher's Day in primary school with our teacher ***. In this season of Teacher's Day, I want to say to you: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" You work for us day and night, just like a gardener, working hard to cultivate the flowers of the motherland; like a bright lamp, burning yourself , lighting up others.
A poet once chanted: "The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will not dry until they turn to ashes." Yes! Teacher, you are a spring silkworm. You pay silently and dedicate all your knowledge to your classmates. We will never forget your selfless dedication. We will always remember your sincere teachings to us, your motherly devotion to our classmates, and we will never forget your spring breeze-like care for us!
At the class meeting, you eagerly told the students various philosophies of life, and your voice of exhortations rang in my ears over and over again. Teacher, thank you for your concern and care for us over the past four years; thank you for using your light of life to illuminate the journey of my life; thank you for warming the hearts of my classmates with your fire-like heart.
Whether it is harsh criticism or kind care, you love us deeply. In the blink of an eye, we are no longer the ignorant children. We understand various philosophies of life, understand what it means to correct mistakes when we know them, and what it means to be light and evil.
Under your care, care, and cultivation, we have entered the highest grade of elementary school, and the time is getting closer and closer to walking out of this alma mater that has given us care, but we don’t It’s not just this alma mater that deserves to be here, but also you! This is the last Teacher's Day that we spend together with you in primary school. In the new semester, we will definitely repay your love for us with even better results than before.
Those unforgettable memories once again surfaced literally. Everything was deeply engraved in my life and became an indelible memory in my memory! Now, the time our teachers and students spent together has passed by in an instant. In the last year of studying with you, we will definitely cherish every minute and every second...
Teacher, thank you You have accompanied us through this short and long time in our lives. On this wonderful holiday, we sincerely wish you: "Teacher, happy holiday! My sixth grade composition chapter 6
Under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling summer loudly, on the playground "This song reminds me of my childhood.
Everyone's childhood is like a string of pearls that can never be counted. Perhaps each pearl contains a beautiful memory. Memories are as turbulent as water, as passionate and unrestrained as fire, and as delicate and fresh as sand.
Last summer, my friends and I played the game of "Don't be scared" under the cool shade of the trees. This time I was the one to touch. I closed my eyes and listened with my ears. I tried to walk little by little with my feet, for fear of tripping over pebbles. When I stretched my hand forward, I felt someone. , I grabbed it hard and found nothing. I tested it with my feet and groped with my hands. Suddenly I was afraid that I had touched the wall. I thought I must be right if I didn't walk along the wall! Friends like to hide in corners. A "hee hee" sound confirmed my idea. I finally touched the corner of the wall. I grabbed forward hard and my hand suddenly hit the wall. The pain was like a needle prick. This time I didn't dare to be careless. I walked back bit by bit. This time I grabbed forward and actually caught something. I shouted excitedly: "I caught it, I caught it!" I heard a burst of laughter next to me. I opened my eyes and saw that what I caught was an old lady passing by. My friends burst into laughter! My face suddenly turned red.
Childhood, the years of childhood, is something that everyone will have. This ancient term has a novel story. A song "Childhood" sings our happy life and expresses our laughter. I like the sky of childhood, how like a pure child's smiling face, without sadness or flaws; I like the flowers and plants of childhood, how like a boundless invisible colorful carpet. To talk about the interesting things about childhood, I can never finish them or tell them all. But when you see a ray of golden sunshine outside the window and shines into the house, it will mean that the joy of childhood is all over. In that ray of golden sunshine, because it is the sunshine from the beginning of time to the end of the world, for this reason, we named this ray of sunshine "Golden Childhood".
Childhood is the blue sky where dreams can fly, childhood is the colorful poetry, childhood is my unique yo-yo in the world, childhood is the sword in my hand that can defeat Ultraman. Some people say that childhood is the most unforgettable time in life, but I say that only a pure heart can appreciate the sweetness of love! My sixth grade composition Part 7
I have a dog called Benben. The name is weird. Although his name is Benben, he is not stupid at all. I like him very much. I got it from an aunt's house.
It has a pair of big, watery eyes, and a cute little nose that is black and bright, like a black pearl. The hair on his body is white and smooth, which is the result of my sister using shampoo to moisturize it every day. However, it was summer when he first came to our house. We were afraid that he would be hot, so we cut his hair. It was ugly. Everyone ignored him for a while, but in winter, when his hair grew again, we discovered what a beautiful puppy he was. We like it more and more now. His tail is curled upward, and the hair is long and very fluffy, like a feather duster that has been bent by someone. But it has become elastic. I once wanted to straighten it, but after straightening, I let go. It rolled back again.
Since our family lives on the 11th floor, his favorite thing to do is to go downstairs to play. As soon as the dog leash that is tied to him is untied, he will run like a gust of wind. In front of my sister, a pair of big eyes were shining, as if saying: "Please take me down!". As soon as he sees us putting on our clothes and picking up our handbags, he immediately rushes to the door, thinking we are taking him out. Another time when grandma was going out to buy groceries, it rushed to the door. Grandma struggled with it for more than ten minutes before she managed to "escape". This shows how much he likes to go downstairs to play. One advantage of having him is that he seldom urinates or defecates at home. If he can't hold it in any longer, he will run to the toilet and defecate next to the toilet. So we don't have to worry about him too much in this regard.
He also has a disadvantage, that is, every time we sit down to eat, he is always our most loyal "pursuer". After he sees us eating, he always looks at us eagerly. If we don't give him something to eat, he will "quarrel" with us, that is, he will make strange noises in his mouth, as if he is angry.
But when we "showed mercy" and gave him a few pieces of meat, he still chose the fat and thin ones, refused to eat the ones that smelled like carrots, and refused to eat the fat ones... We gave him something that didn't suit his appetite, and he couldn't smell it from left to right. When we wanted to pick up the piece of meat, he took the meat to the other side. After confirming that it was "not delicious", he gave it up and came to us for it again. In short, it is a sentence: the food given to him must be to his liking before he eats it. Otherwise, he won't eat.
When he uses it, it is inexplicable and hilarious. For example, one time my mother bought a white coat, which was made of shearling and had a fluffy top. The first time my mother wore it and came out of the room, when Benben saw it, he broke free from the rope and rushed out like never before (it had previously been It was tied up) and bit her mother's trouser leg. After my mother broke free, he suddenly ran away and yelled at her. His big eyes stared at my mother's cotton-padded jacket in surprise, as if to say: "Aren't those my clothes? Why did they get on you?" He was confused when he barked like this. It took him a while to understand what it meant. We couldn't help laughing. It was really a Sichuan dog barking at the sun. Later, it understood that those were not his clothes, so it stopped barking when it saw its mother wearing that coat.
Another interesting thing about Benben is that if you press his face and pull him up, he will make a sound similar to snoring. It makes our whole family smile every time. I don't know why every time I try to do it, it runs away. Maybe it's because I don't use enough force.
I really like Benben. My sixth grade composition Part 8
Speaking of books, everyone must be familiar with it. I have read many books, but one of my favorites is "Thatched Cottage" by Cao Wenxuan.
"Thatched House" is all about rural stories. It is based on a primary school student and writes many stories that happened there. "Thatched House" contains many truths, which are very thought-provoking when read carefully.
"Thatched House" tells a story: The kind-hearted primary school student Sang Sang studied in Yau Ma Tei Primary School. Although his father was the principal, he was never proud; he treated everyone sincerely and never Lying...
After reading this book, I understand a profound truth, life must be sincere. If there is no sincerity in life, it is like the rainbow has lost its colors. It is precisely because of this that Cao Wenxuan did not hesitate to use a lot of pen and ink to write about Sang Sang's truth. Sang Sang was very sincere to Zhiyue, very sincere to Bai Que and Jiang Yiyi, and also very sincere to Du Xiaokang. Therefore, he gained the trust and care of others.
In life, we should also treat everyone sincerely, sincerely treat the care of parents; sincerely treat the teachings of teachers; sincerely treat the blessings of friends... If one day you find that you If you treat others sincerely and others treat you sincerely, it must be a very pleasant thing!
"The Thatched House" is one of my favorite books, and it is also a good teacher and a helpful friend. Good reading, good reading, let us swim in the sea of ??books together! My sixth grade composition Chapter 9
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. The "Year of the Rooster" has quietly arrived amidst everyone's expectations.
In my eyes, the Spring Festival is about reunion and joy.
On the day of the Spring Festival, the family sits around a round table and eats the New Year’s Eve dinner. The younger generation toasts the elders with New Year greetings, and relatives talk to each other. Watching the Spring Festival Gala, when the bells and the sound of cannons intertwined with each other, the new year arrived. This seems to have become cliché in the changing days, but this tradition has a strong flavor of the New Year, making the older generation yearn for and miss it! Speaking of which, I would like to say that the people of southern Fujian attach great importance to tradition. When close relatives gather together, they forget about the unhappy ones and chat over wine. People in southern Fujian call it "Weilu" because it is a custom passed down to this day and it is also another name for the Spring Festival. So what is more precious than reunion during the Spring Festival? !
In my eyes, the Spring Festival is blessings and family affection.
On the day of the Spring Festival, many people celebrate the New Year at home, enjoying the care and warmth among their relatives.
But there are still some people who stick to their posts through thick and thin. They are border guards. They still shoulder the important task of protecting our motherland during the Chinese New Year. I watched the live video during the Spring Festival Gala, through the window with the Spring Festival couplets. I saw five or six border guards eating together in the dormitory and clinking glasses from time to time. There was no sound of conversation, but their looming comrades-in-arms unknowingly expressed their affection for each other. This scene made me no longer feel sorry for them for their inability to invest in family affection. They feel sad in their arms, fighting side by side with their comrades so that they are no longer alone! Let my blessings fly! Quietly enjoy the season of family love, the season of family love!
In my eyes, the Spring Festival is like visiting
Every Spring Festival is believed to be children’s favorite holiday, and it is also a busy day for parents. From the first to the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, you will see people walking among the crowds in various shopping malls. The sound of hawking and music is endless. My family and I brought gifts to visit relatives and friends, chatted with them cordially, and listened to their attentive instructions: "It's the New Year, be sensible and study hard." The happiest moment for me was to receive a full red envelope when I left! This is the Spring Festival in my eyes. It makes people happy, unites family ties and gives people joy!
In my eyes, the Spring Festival is about reunion and joy, blessings and family affection, and a warm welcome. It has the abundance and beauty of spring. During the Chinese New Year, my family and I posted Spring Festival couplets together. The red couplets were hung on the door to welcome the new year. My sixth grade composition Part 10
One of my favorite books is: Who Moved My Cheese. He is describing the process of two mice and two dwarfs searching for cheese. The moral behind it is to accept the fact that the status quo has changed and to muster the courage to start again.
The dwarves lived in the maze haha ??and hesitantly. After finding the rich cheese, they never left. They lived in peace and leisure every day, so they did not notice that the cheese was decreasing rapidly. The dwarves Haha and Hesitation and the mice Hao Mouse and Scud have different mentality. The dwarves are afraid of changing the status quo and dare not take risks. Unable to face the reality, they make many excuses and look forward to the coming of miracles; the mice have discovered it early because The cheese continued to decrease, and he was mentally prepared and kept looking for food. One day, the dwarf figured it out and started looking for cheese. He took out his sneakers that he had not used for a long time and started searching in the maze. Although he sometimes Returning to the starting point, but he knew it was better than sitting there without changing, and later hesitantly accepted the fact. The mice looked for cheese first. They were full of experience, while the dwarves slowly accumulated experience. They found small pieces of cheese first, and then larger pieces. Finally, the four of them got the cheese treasure house they dreamed of.
After reading this book, I deeply realized: taking a step forward, even a small step, is better than just standing still. Even if you start looking for cheese very late, it is better than never. It is better to be an afterthought than to be unaware. Everyone must have experienced setbacks. Will you be hesitant and refuse to accept the facts, make excuses, and hope for a miracle to come? Or will you be brave enough to move forward like haha, becoming more courageous with each setback? At the beginning, we will all have hesitant thoughts. There are too many fears in our hearts that hold us back, and we do not have the courage to face reality. However, there must be a haha ??little angel in our hearts who always encourages you to take steps towards success. , get wonderful cheese.
Thanks to their experience, I understand that I will go through many difficulties before I want to realize my dream, and I cannot reach the sky in one step. In addition to unremitting efforts, courage is also indispensable. Only when the two are combined can I break through. Difficulties, but I believe that after completing the maze without fear of hardship, my dream will come true. This book has always given me a longing for the future, which is why I like it the most.