On the weekend of 1, my family went to the Grand Canyon in JD.COM.
When I entered the canyon, the first thing I saw was a clear stream. I can see the stones in the water clearly. I ran very fast and touched the stream. The weather is cold and comfortable. Suddenly I found fish in the water, and I cried with joy, because this time I came out to play, my father specially brought me a cheat sheet on fishing, which was very useful. I squatted by the stream, once, twice and three times, and kept putting the cheat sheet into the water, but I didn't even catch a small fish. The little fish swam away quickly without waiting for my cheat sheet. Oh, what a surprise!
Because we couldn't catch small fish, my father took us, and before we knew it, we came to the tall and big Tian Tong Canyon. I looked up and tried to look up. Wow, it's so high here! I can't see the top. Can it really reach the sky here? I really want to climb up and have a look, but I don't know why I was blocked. What a pity!
Today, we came out to play and brought special members of our family. My dog Zheng Zheng is a chihuahua. Although she is seven years old, she is very young, just like a three-month-old kitten. Small as it is, it doesn't run much slower than us, and it doesn't fall behind at all. When I passed the strange pond, it occurred to me that I threw it into the strange pond while Zheng Zheng was not looking. I want to see if Zheng Zheng can really swim. In the exclamation of his family, Zheng Zheng really swam back to the shore, but his swimming posture ... Mom said it was called a dog plane, and our whole family was so happy that their stomachaches.
JD.COM Grand Canyon is really interesting, but time is running out. We haven't been to many places. If I have the chance next time, I will definitely bring my parents here to play, catch small fish and let Dingdang swim again, haha.
This is a narrative. The author tells the story of a family visiting the Grand Canyon in JD.COM. "Life is the source of writing" with personal experience, the articles written will not be empty, and there will be true feelings. The full text is true and natural, and the language is concise and vivid, which is a masterpiece!
The second part of the sixth grade narrative composition "Chefs strive for hegemony and eat all over the world!" Although the activity of seeing the world has passed, happy memories are lingering in my mind.
This time, we will make our own lunch! I will wrap spring rolls with my classmates.
Hmm! I take back my words. The cold dish used to wrap spring rolls next to it exudes a fragrance, which is both fragrant and spicy. Spicy things are most likely to arouse my appetite, and I can't help but drool.
I picked up a piece of dough, thick in the middle, but thin around, almost transparent. Pick a cold dish and gently put it on the dough, and the oil will disperse at once, as if it were painted with orange pigment. Fortunately, the dough in the middle is thick enough, I think.
I'll lift the skin on the right to cover the dish first, and then lift the skin on the left to wrap it. Finally, because the skin around is too thin, we should carefully turn the lower end up and wrap the lower part to prevent the vegetables from falling out. Too many vegetable bags or accidentally broken skin, can not be wrapped, or delicious oil and vegetables "spilled" in one hand; Or the food is not delicious.
It's wrapped. There's only one last step left, damn it! My skin was torn and oil spilled all over my hand. What shall we do? Eat? Lost it? Regardless? I still want to eat, want to taste. I was hesitating when someone said, "Oh dear! Eat it! " I seem to have been greatly inspired and put it in my mouth. Mmm ... it's delicious!
This spring roll is really delicious, sour and spicy. Sour, like kimchi, has an endless aftertaste; Spicy, like boiling fire, stir! I tasted it carefully and wanted to eat another one.
After eating, I told my classmates that the spring rolls were delicious and I wanted to eat them again.
Soon, five spring rolls were sent into my mouth and fell into my stomach. Some were wrapped by my classmates, and some by myself.
Alas! I ate six before I finished the bag. Although I want to control it, I need to eat food to "win" the world. Making spring rolls is so interesting!
For the first time in my life, I have been surrounded by a pearl necklace. I think what's in the whitest one is the first time to wrap jiaozi!
That day, a guest came to my aunt's house. My brother and I thought of many fun games to welcome him. One of them is very funny, and it's called True and False jiaozi. One plate is filled with meat, and the other plate is filled with milk sugar. Let the guests guess which plate is meat. My brother and I ate a jiaozi with minced meat and a jiaozi with butterscotch. We are very busy! I first took the dumpling skin in my hand, gently put the meat in it, and then dipped my index finger in water and wiped it on the side, but when I squeezed it, the minced meat splashed! I don't want to take another piece of skin, put meat on it and pinch it. It's still the same! What are we doing? The guests are here! I'm running around like an ant on hot bricks. At this moment, the savior's mother came. She said, "Don't pinch it so hard, not in the middle, but gently on the side!" " "I nodded, put another piece of skin on my hand, added some minced meat, dipped some water on the side, and squeezed slowly, but just after squeezing, it fell apart: Jiaozi's head was bleeding and sticky. What's wrong? I was puzzled and thought: Is jiaozi too thin? Or is there too much meat? The second time I tried to put less meat, when I rubbed it, it became "four unlike": jiaozi is not like jiaozi, buns are not like buns, and bread is not like dumplings. However, I finally managed not to fall apart and leak meat, which is really worth encouraging! Later, the more wrapped, the more comfortable it became. Jiaozi is really wrapped!
Later, the guest still didn't guess correctly. After eating a butterscotch, jiaozi lost his tooth, but he still praised our creativity. We were delighted!
This time, I tasted the joy and praise of Bao jiaozi. I wish I had another butterscotch, jiaozi!
The sixth grade narrative composition 4 "Emile Nur, 1 1 month has an English listening and speaking competition. You have to think about it, but I still hope you can participate. "That's what my primary school English teacher told me. Although it has been two years, I still remember the teacher's hopeful eyes.
The next day, I couldn't wait to tell my teacher that I wanted to sign up. I learned from my teacher that the competition was divided into "preliminary competition" and "final competition", and the preliminary competition had to take a listening test.
I am full of confidence in myself and believe that self-confidence is the first secret of success.
From that day on, I searched around for English books for grades three to six in primary schools and borrowed tapes and tape recorders from teachers to practice listening.
I read an English book every day. Because time is limited, I read words on campus in the morning and try to read a book for two hours a day in the evening. During lunch break at noon, listening with a tape recorder is always busy all day.
Cucumber, cucumber, spelling, C-U-C-U-M-B-E-R- I try to get my friends to ask me questions.
I reviewed it again the night before the exam. However, I was just reading a book, and when I was about to read it, my eyelids seemed to be fighting and I refused to open them. I shook my head hard and tried to wake myself up: "Go all out, come on!" I believe I can do it, so I stayed up all night.
But when I walked into the examination room, the teacher said to me, "You are the best, come on!"! Do the problem seriously. " I nodded and walked into the examination room with confidence, but my heart was pounding.
The exam has already started. ...
I took the test paper and found that it was not as difficult as I thought. After a week of hard work, all these problems have been solved.
I walked out of the examination room and felt much lighter, like a beautiful butterfly, breaking out of its cocoon and dancing.
One day a week later, I walked into the class gate and waited for the teacher to come to class. I saw the teacher come in smiling and said to the class, "Emily Noor won the prize in the last competition and will take part in the final next Wednesday." After that, he handed me the certificate, and my classmates applauded me, and I also showed a bright smile.
It is often said that those who give will be rewarded. However, God is fair, and my long-term efforts and sweat have finally paid off. Just like farmers, in spring, they sow, and in autumn, they will surely reap a bumper harvest!
Today, our class held an interesting "Hair Blowing Competition". When everyone got the news, it was strange at first, but soon they cried happily.
Then, the teacher took a colorful feather and walked onto the platform with a big smile. She said a little about the rules of the game.
The chicken feather blowing game began, and everyone was in high spirits. Six students volunteered to perform on stage. You see, Liu Yu plays very well. His feathers are sometimes bad, but Amy's is also good. The feathers they blow out have different colors and expressions, but they are like naughty elves, plucking the heartstrings of the students and then falling down one after another ... It's really amazing. Look at the students under the stage. They held their breath and concentrated on collecting gas. Some cheer for the students on the stage, while others watch the fun. The atmosphere on the stage is still tense, and they continue to do their best, some are anxious, and some are more and more brave. In a short time, Amy won the championship. In the second and third games, if you really enter the Dragon, you may have mastered the actual combat experience, which is much better than the first round.
Of course, the most wonderful thing is the finals. All present are the ouchi masters from all over the class. Look, Li Qingqing plays well. She is the winner in our hearts. Han was a little unlucky, and sure enough, he fell short and died heroically. Only Han and I are still deadlocked. At this time, the atmosphere in the classroom also reached the highest point: "Come on, come on-"The students broke out in unison and roared like the sea, which made their sense of mission even heavier.
In the end, Han lost by a little mistake, and everyone applauded and cheered like spring thunder.
Although the activity is over, everyone is still immersed in the ocean of joy.
Sixth grade narrative composition article 6 excited, excited, really excited! The long-awaited "Gong Xuexiu-On the road to growth, you and I walk together" class 403 and class 404 weekend literary performance began! Lovely friends made their debut in beautiful makeup and gorgeous clothes.
First of all, the drum set "Life of BLACKPINK" of Class 404 kicked off the performance. Look! They gave us a wonderful life with rich movements and fierce drums. Next is our chorus "I am a young avanti" and organ "Let's all jump". We formed a neat phalanx and performed in high spirits. The organ, in particular, makes us immersive, as if we were at a court ball, watching people dancing beautiful dance music. Followed by the British drama "Proud Peacock", hip-hop dance with boiling blood and happy dance "Fly" ...
Finally, it was my turn. Xiao Jiang, Fu Xiao and other students carefully prepared the fan dance Blessing the Motherland. When the music started, a naughty rabbit suddenly appeared in my heart and kept jumping around. I was so nervous that I was afraid of jumping wrong. Standing on the stage, looking at the encouraging and trusting eyes of teachers and classmates, my heart gradually calmed down. We spread the fan out and waved it to the right together, as if we were in the ocean of flowers at once. We squatted down for a while, stood up for a while, and swayed from side to side. We waved our fans, just like holding a young butterfly. At the end of the music, we posed as a gorgeous peony flower. I seemed to feel the birds coming towards us, perhaps attracted by the beautiful "flowers", twittering around us. I looked under the stage and saw the eyes of our teacher's approval and the eyes of my classmates' admiration. At this time, thunderous applause rang out from the audience, and my heart was filled with joy, which was sweeter than drinking honey.
Our wonderful cultural performance ended successfully with bursts of laughter, singing and applause. This cultural performance not only made us gain confidence and friendship, but also gained full love!
Sixth grade narrative composition 7 honesty is the flower of civilization, which brings us hope; Honesty is a beautiful rainbow, leading us forward; Honesty is a branch of credit, leading us into a beautiful world!
Now let me tell you my honesty! It was a sunny Saturday, and even the birds in the tree sang beautiful songs, but it was an unpleasant thing in my family: I had nothing to do at home, so I turned on the TV, opened the refrigerator, took a bunch of snacks and put them on the sofa, and everything was ready. I watch TV while eating snacks, which is really a great enjoyment of life! This is the turntable where I want to take the remote control. My hand happened to touch the vase and accidentally broke it. At this time, my mother just came back. Seeing this scene, I was surprised and said; "Who did this? Come out. " I faltered and dared not admit it. Later, when I saw a cat at home, I put the blame on the cat. "It was the cat that broke it." Later, my mother punished the cat for not eating dinner. The cat looked aggrieved, as if to say, "Young Master, you obviously broke the vase. Why do you put the blame on me! " I said apologetically, "Cat, I'm sorry I dare not admit my mistake." That night, I couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, until the next day, I didn't have the courage to admit my mistake to my mother; "Mom, I'm sorry, the vase was not broken by a cat. It's me. I didn't dare to admit my mistake before, and I also blamed the cat. Mom, I'm really sorry. " I bowed deeply to my mother.
But instead of criticizing me, my mother applauded and said, "Son, you broke the vase. My mother doesn't blame you, but praises you because you admit your mistake. This is your great wealth-honesty. " We should pass on this great wealth from generation to generation!
Before class on Thursday afternoon, I sat in the classroom and sketched. I think it's almost time for class. I turned my head and glanced at the seat next to me. I think: My deskmate often arrives at school earlier than me. Why didn't she come today I can't help looking at my watch. Ah, the bell will ring in 10 minutes. Is he in trouble? If you are late without asking for leave, being recorded by the students on duty will affect the honor of our class. Just when I was worried about him, I saw him panting and running into the classroom with something in his hand. He hurriedly shouted "Report" and turned to sit in his seat. I immediately put my head in the past to see what treasure he had in his hand. It turned out to be a ladybug with big nails. "Why did you bring this thing to school?" I whispered curiously. He replied, "When I came to school, I saw two wasps biting it in the roadside flower bed. I managed to get rid of the wasp and save it. " The teacher said that it is a beneficial insect and should be protected. ""yes! I read a book that ladybugs eat pests on cotton, beans and peach branches and help crops and fruit trees grow. It is a good friend of human beings, and it can't be hurt! "I really agree with my deskmate's move, but where should I let him settle down first? I think my deskmate seems to be worried about this, too Suddenly, I had a brainwave and took out the pencil case in the drawer. In my pencil case, there is a small drawer for eraser, which can be twitched at will, and there is a transparent cover on it, and the contents can be seen clearly. I happily showed it to my deskmate and volunteered, "Let it lie here and have a rest first. "The deskmate was very satisfied with my arrangement and carefully put the ladybug in. When closing the box, a gap was specially left, so that it would be more comfortable and not boring. Start class. I put the pencil-box in the drawer. However, because I am still thinking about ladybugs, I feel that time is really slow. After class, we forgot to go to the toilet and quickly opened the box. We were relieved to see the little guy slowly moving his legs and feet inside. In the second class, we are still worried. Finally, after school, I told my deskmate and watched him go home with ladybugs.
When I saw my deskmate the next morning, I asked the first sentence, "What happened to the ladybug?" He told me: Don't worry! I put it back on its favorite branch a long time ago. At this time, my hanging heart was finally put down, and I secretly wished this little guy to live well and kill pests for us.
On the first day of winter vacation, although the north wind roared and the wind was biting, my heart was still warm. Because on this day, members of the sunshine team in our class will go to the children's welfare home to offer their love.
Our team will meet at the gate of the children's welfare home. The dean greeted us warmly and took us upstairs to the door of a classroom.
The dean told us that some children here were abandoned by cruel parents; Some are disabled and mentally retarded; Some parents have passed away. It's all pathetic. We couldn't wait to enter the classroom, and several children surrounded us. The players took out many delicious and interesting things bought with pocket money, put them in their hands and greeted them warmly and politely. The children were so happy that they took the presents with their hands and called them brothers and sisters around us! Thank you! The classroom is full of joy.
Members of our sunshine team sang and danced with the children in the children's welfare home. Everyone had a good time, very happy and excited. First of all, the two squad leaders took the lead in singing "Youth Practice Manual" to the children in the children's welfare home. Melodious melodies echoed in the air for a long time, and the children held their breath and nodded their praise from time to time. At the end of the song, the beautiful and brisk rhythm won warm applause from the audience.
Then, Zhou Province taught the children to origami and set off firecrackers, and the children were all excited and eager to try. The sound of firecrackers is one after another, which is more lively than during the Chinese New Year.
Finally, the team members sang "Happy New Year" with the children, wishing each other a happy New Year and making people feel happy. The classroom is full of children's laughter. They were moved and infected by our true feelings.
At the end of the activity, we reluctantly left the children's welfare home with warm hearts. I think: when I grow up, I will also give them more support and give them warmth and happiness.
This is really an unforgettable activity! Let me deeply feel that there are true feelings everywhere in the world, and true feelings always warm people's hearts! Our life is full of true feelings and warmth. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world.