A. Ask for a composition, my story narrative, more than 6 words

Part I: My story

Different people have different life trajectories, and different trajectories show people different stories, and different stories bring people different feelings. As a student, my stories can't be ordinary, but for me, each of them is so important, because they are an indispensable part of my life. It is precisely because of the connection of these stories that I am today.

I was born in a very ordinary family. What can I say? My life as a child can be said to be good or bad, which also depends on my mind. The good thing is: I have grandparents who love me, and I have a few friends who help each other. The bad thing is that my parents were not with me when I was very young, so I didn't get any fatherly love and maternal love when I was young. The most unacceptable thing for me is that when I was seven years old, my most respected grandfather died of cancer. I was like a shell in those days, and I didn't know what to do. I really wanted to point to the sky and shout: If you don't let my parents be by my side, I won't say anything. Why do you want to take away my most respected relatives? But despite my heartbreak, I still have to live well. Grandpa's last words before he died were: You should grow up quickly, learn to take a good picture of yourself, you are a man's sweat, be good … "Before the words were finished, grandpa left with regret, leaving me with regret and sadness. Grandpa left like this without even finishing the last sentence with me, but I will always remember what he wanted to express. My grandfather's departure gave me a great blow, but it also made me grow up. I learned to persist, and in the later life, no matter how difficult I encountered, I bravely persisted. In the future life, I have been eating and living with my grandmother, even if my parents finally come back, I still live with my grandmother, because the photo grandma has become a part of my life. But I am growing up day by day, and my grandmother is getting older day by day. The lyrics in a song by Chopsticks Brothers can very well express my feelings now. That is "Father": Time is slow, don't let you get old, I would like to use me to switch your years. Everyone wants their loved ones to live a long life, but it doesn't. There are too many disappointments in reality, so now I cherish every day with my loved ones. Time is running out. I will spend the rest of my life to repay them, even if I finally give my own life.

This is my story. It is very simple. I accepted love when I was a child, and now I give it a little bit. Here I wish everyone with my most sincere feelings: a safe life, a happy family and a happy reunion.

chapter 2: my story

childhood is like a treasure chest, filled with colorful shells, and each shell records my childhood memories. My childhood was naive.

when I was five or six years old, I bought two chickens to play out of curiosity. Those two chicks are cute, their little heads are hanging over their fat bodies, and the golden fluff feels very comfortable!

one day, I was lying on the floor at home, staring blankly at two chickens. At this time, it occurred to me that a duckling can swim, and a chicken looks so much like a duckling, so can a chicken! So, I moved a basin of water and prepared to teach the chickens to swim.

I clumsily caught the chicken in the basin. Oh! By the way, it seems that you should do warm-up exercises before swimming. So, I caught the chickens and put them on the ground, took a wire and let them "jump rope"! After about ten minutes of exercise, I put the chicken in the basin. Look, I saw two little guys splashing into the water, which made my face wet. I was so angry that I caught two little guys and taught them a lesson. I was patient, grabbed the chicken's two little feet and said to them in an impatient tone, "Watch this, I will only teach it once!" " I grabbed those two little feet and stretched them out to both sides. "This is called breaststroke, understand?" I shouted at them loudly. After I finished teaching, I put them in the water, let them practice for a while and play with themselves.

About ten minutes later, I came to the basin and saw two chickens shivering with cold. I thought: Anyway, there is still time, so let's forget it today. So I took a small towel, wiped them and put them back in the nest ... The next day, I got up early to see the chickens. When I came to the henhouse, I saw two chickens lying on the ground, motionless. I ran to my mother and asked her what happened to the chicken. My mother looked at it and said, "Dead." I was stunned at first, and then I burst into tears. My mother asked me inexplicably, "What did you do to the chicken?" I said with tears, "I gave them a little millet yesterday and told them to swim for a while." "What, teach the chicken ... to swim. ..... swimming! " Mother burst into laughter. I whispered, "Just for a moment!" It seems that the chicken was' killed'! "Mom said with a sigh.

The "stupid things" in childhood are funny to me, but I feel even more sad about the death of the chicken.

chapter 3: my story

everyone's story is like the stars in the sky, as if it were extremely ordinary and as if it were extremely special. It seems that each one is the same, but in fact they are all different. Come on, let me tell you a story about me.

I still remember when I was in kindergarten. I was so happy then. At that time, there was a steamed bun shop in front of the kindergarten, and I would go to the shop to buy small steamed buns every day. I still remember one time, my mother and I went to the store to buy it, but the steamed buns in the store were sold out, so I saw the steamed buns made with my own eyes!

Another time, it was after school. Somehow, I only remember that my mother and I came to the store, and I "thief" the doll at a glance.

The doll's cherry-like pout, sparkling and charming eyes reveal a little childlike innocence and cuteness, and the long curved eyelashes is tilted (not stereoscopic). With golden, shiny and lubricated hair, she wore a tight white vest, a turquoise fur coat and a turquoise leather skirt.

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B. The most unforgettable life story narrative 6-word composition

The core is a kind of protein called "Frozen Hugh Source Ke", one of which was identified by scientists as RBM3. They said that this protein helps to regenerate the connections between brain cells.

A group of researchers at the University of Leicester, England, simulated the process of hibernation in mice to determine the reasons for preventing brain cells from losing and losing their connection.

The researchers divided the mice into two groups. One group bred them to have neurological disorders, and the other group was healthy. They reduced the temperature of mice to 16 to 18 degrees in 45 minutes. In the healthy group of mice, the synapses of brain cells slowly declined during the cooling process, but regenerated during the heating process. In another group of mice with neurological disorders, the interconnection between brain cells decreased in this process, and the content of RBM3 also decreased. Later, the researchers increased the level of RBM3 in mice with neurological disorders. They found that after increasing the level of protein, the connections between brain cells and cells no longer declined.

accordingly, the researchers believe that only RBM3 protein can protect brain function without cooling the core body temperature.

C. Story on the blackboard (6-word narrative)

My name is still hung on the big blackboard in the school window, and every time I pass by, my classmates can't help showing envious eyes. I can see the embarrassing photos and look at the introduction filled with compliments, and my face will always be spicy. My classmates say I am too modest, but my heart seems to have knocked over a five-flavored bottle.

in the first phase of the third grade, there was a learning craze in the class, but several underachievers in the class didn't get any better no matter how criticized by the teacher. On that day, the class teacher called me to the office and said Jingjing and Xiaoyue lived in a community with me, hoping that I would tutor them well. Seeing that the teacher trusted me so much, I nodded happily.

But the reality is far from simple. Look at Jingjing, who claims to be a beautiful woman, but she is fat and has no lady temperament at all. She speaks carelessly and seems to have no brains. Although abortion is good-looking, her eyes are only fashion. Speaking of Chris Lee and Jiang Yingrong, she can stay up for three days and nights. Talking about study, she said that she would meet Duke Zhou. How can we conquer these two "beauties"?

I did a lot of work that day. First, I went to KFC and bought a family bucket with two double burgers to go. With delicious food, can Jingjing resist the temptation? I went to the video store again and got a new record of Chris Lee. With this, I am not afraid of abortion being naughty. The result was far beyond my expectation. All the family barrels and double burgers were eaten, and the new record was ruthlessly taken away by Xiaoyue, but the teaching effect was dumbfounding. I brought a poem to recite, but they remembered two or three sentences after reading it for a long time. I read "moonlight in its groves of pine", but Jingjing connected the next sentence with "could there have been a frost already?"; I read "leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall", but Abortion returned to "Ying Rong Yu Chun Come Together". That day, we fell out, and I actually scolded words like "vase" and "stupid pig". I clearly remember that they left my house in tears.

time flies. On the day of the final exam summary, the class teacher beamed and praised me for caring about my classmates. The counseling effect was remarkable, which attracted the envy of the classmates. It turned out that Jingjing and Xiaoyue both jumped to the top 2 in the class. I was also rated as an excellent class cadre by the class teacher's strong recommendation because I helped my classmates.

applause rang, but my face was as red as if I had drunk wine. I can't help but look back quietly and find that the two "beauties" are still happy. They may not care about the scene, but the honor on the blackboard is deeply hurting my heart.

D. Write a 6-word narrative on my story

If you are a boy:

Many stories have happened to me since I was born. Today I will tell my story.

when I was a child, I was very naughty. Once, I played with a child of similar age, but for some unknown reason, I got into a fight. As a result, I was beaten to pieces. Somehow, just as he was about to leave, I jumped on him and made a counterattack. Later, the fight got worse and worse, but I finally turned the tables. When I got home, my mother asked me what happened and why I had to fight with others, but I said confidently, "Because you taught me to get up from where I fell. The first time I lost, I got up from there and won the second time. I thought you would be happy, but ..."

When I was five or six years old, I was even more naughty. At that time, I was known as the "king of mischief" and I had a helper. One day, when we were all playing in the yard, we suddenly saw a brand-new Sanyo stroller, so I paid a bad attention. Ha ha, good idea! So I gathered all my men, discussed it for a while, and did it. We took a knife and a needle, made a deep cut on the leather cushion with the knife, and then let the tire air go with the needle. "Let's go, haha!" When I got home in the evening, my father mysteriously said to me; "I bought you a gift. It's in the yard. Go and have a look." I skipped to the yard, looked east and west. "That's the children's car," my father said. "ah? That's the Sanyo children's car! "

I especially like reading books now. Once, my mother and father asked me to go to Guilin. I said, "No, you go ahead. I want to read at home. But mom will drag me anyway. I had to go. After enjoying the landscape in Guilin, my mother went shopping. I took the opportunity to tell my mother that I wanted to watch TV in the hotel, but I came back to read.

this is my story.

Girl's words:

When I was a child, I was a lively girl. Because my parents were busy with work, I was put in kindergarten early. At first, the kindergarten teacher was kind to everyone. Gradually, she found that I didn't like talking very much, so she always asked me to speak in class. The teacher didn't talk about the problem at that time, but other children knew that their parents told them. My parents are only busy with their work, and they have never cared about my study. I know nothing and my mind is blank. I am unfamiliar with everything in the school and my grades are very poor. The teacher also began to hate my quiet personality. So I always laugh at my stupidity and stupidity in front of children. After class, the children also pointed at my nose and called me "idiot". I don't know who said that stupidity is contagious, so even my best friend alienated himself. I was lonely, ridiculed at school, and no one taught me to study at home. It seemed that there was a shadow in my heart. I still clearly remember a math exam in the first grade of primary school. I got a blood-red score of 65. The teacher called my parents to come to school. My parents scolded me and beat me in front of the teacher, but what I heard was the laughter of my classmates ... I was desperate and completely walked into the darkness of my heart. I felt very uncomfortable, depressed and self-abased. No one in the world forgave me, and no one was kind to me ... Until the teacher ridiculed me again, I was angry, but I didn't show it, but I vowed to try my best to show it to them. I studied hard, wrote my homework hard, and reviewed hard ... Until the third grade of primary school, I got a new teacher, and he arranged for me to be the group leader. I was very happy and worked harder, from the group leader to the branch representative, to the deputy squadron leader, to the flag bearer, to the study committee ... This is me, a small gravel, trying to change in the direction of the pearl. Because I remember a sentence by Lu Xun-dissatisfaction is the upward wheel

This article can be used by both men and women:

Childhood is like a treasure chest, filled with colorful stones, and each stone records

your childhood memories. Of course, I am no exception!

It happened in my childhood when I was more than five years old. At that time, out of love and curiosity, I bought two chickens and kept them at home.

My mother spent two yuan to buy me two chickens. Those two chicks are cute, their little heads are hanging over their fat bodies, and the golden fluff feels very comfortable!

one day, I was lying on the floor at home, staring blankly at two chickens. At this time, it occurred to me that a duckling can swim, and a chicken looks so much like a duckling, so can a chicken! So, I moved a basin of water and prepared to teach the chickens to swim.

I clumsily caught the chicken in the basin. Oh! By the way, it seems that you should do warm-up exercises before swimming. So, I caught the chickens and put them on the ground, took a wire and let them "jump rope"! After about ten minutes of exercise, I put the chicken in the basin. Look, I saw two little guys splashing into the water, which made my face wet. I was so angry that I caught two little guys and taught them a lesson. I was patient, grabbed the two little feet of the chicken and said to them in an impatient tone, "Look!