In daily study, work, and life, it is inevitable for everyone to come into contact with or use compositions. Compositions can be divided into primary school compositions, middle school compositions, and college compositions (essays). I believe that writing essays is a headache for many people. Below is the sixth-grade essays I carefully compiled for this year, for reference only. Let’s take a look. This year's sixth grade composition 1
On September 1, 20xx, the god of fate brought us together in xx Elementary School. When our parents hand over our young hands to the teacher, we are destined to be classmates for life. We spent 6 spring and autumn together, and this memory will flow in our memories forever.
In the past six years, we have cried and laughed, but all these will be turned into memories in June 20xx. Thinking of these, we feel a lot of reluctance in our hearts. Although we are separated, the firm friendship in each other's hearts will never fade. We have fought hard together in the sports meeting, struggled together in the examination room, worked hard together in the classroom, and sworn an oath together under the national flag! Let the friendship between us stay in everyone's heart forever!
However, we can forget every brick and tile, every plant and tree on campus, but how can we forget the days when we get along with Teacher Wang Huaiyu day and night. Thank you teacher, from the moment we stepped into the school gate, your sunny smile has given us infinite strength. Although we sometimes annoy you so much, you still take the trouble to teach us. Therefore, we sincerely ask you to accept us: Teacher, you have worked hard, thank you!
As if just yesterday, we were still enjoying the bath of knowledge in the classroom, but now we have to leave our alma mater and enter middle school. Let us raise our hands, let our dreams fly, and let this friendship always become the best memory in our lives! This year's sixth-grade composition 2
As the end of the semester approaches, the students are all reviewing hard, but I am not making progress and taking no action.
The teacher also noticed that I was in poor condition and immediately communicated with my parents on the phone about my study situation. When I came home, I could see that my father’s face was livid with anger. I understood that a storm was coming. will come.
I sat down to do my homework tremblingly. My father stood beside me without saying a word, and I felt uneasy.
I hate this kind of suffering!
Finally, Dad spoke: "Look at your handwriting, what you wrote, how many times have I emphasized it to you and you don't listen!" The tone was so cold and full of anger, as if it was about to erupt. volcano, and then he pointed at the words for me to identify. I hesitated and moved my mouth a few times, but I didn't know what to say. Dad's anger became stronger and stronger, and his voice became louder and louder. Suddenly, he grabbed my pen and threw it to the ground. The pen broke. Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp slap in the face, and I felt my face burning with pain, and my tears fell like broken beads, one drop, two...
Finally, I couldn't wait until I fell asleep. I walked into the room with red and swollen eyes, and suddenly the lights were turned on, and my father walked in, brought a cup of honey tea, and said seriously: "It's wrong for me to hit you, but you should also look at your own performance and reflect on it." ..."
I took a sip of the tea and felt it was sweet, but there was indeed a hot salty liquid sliding across the corners of my eyes and melting into the steaming tea...
At this moment, I finally realized the good intentions of the teachers and parents. I felt so happy, but also a little sad... This year’s sixth grade composition 3
There are five people in my family. People: Childish grandpa, nagging grandma, mom known as a "gourmet", gluttonous me, and strict dad. The five of us formed a family staff. Look, on October 1st, our family "plays" a family "symphony"!
"Mom, I really want to eat it, mom-" I begged. "I don't have time today, um - how about I take a day off?" "Okay, okay!" I jumped three feet high.
"Come out and eat!" I picked up one and bit it. Wow! The smell of bread, tender meatloaf, green beans, red peppers, yellow corn, plus white salad dressing, the taste is simply wonderful! Mom also ate with big mouthfuls. As I chewed it, I said: "It's delicious, it's delicious!" After a while, a burger was destroyed by me. Grandpa came out again and asked me: "What's so delicious?" "Hamburger!" I replied casually. Grandpa opened the wrapping paper, took a bite, and then quietly watched TV and ate the hamburger. I couldn't laugh or cry. Can my grandpa chew with those three teeth? At this time, grandma came over with a bowl of porridge and said to grandpa who was eating with gusto: "Come on, come on, have a sip of porridge. What are you arguing with your granddaughter? That's for children. Let's go. My granddaughter eats it, be careful not to choke, you..." I quickly covered my ears, and grandma was firing off a barrage of firecrackers again. I couldn't stand it! Grandma was helpless, and grandpa laughed, making me laugh too. The whole room was filled with laughter.
Look, my family! This year's sixth grade composition 4
Since May 12, a shocking disaster has been vividly presented to us through the media.
I am saddened by the loss of life and the difficulty of survival of the disaster-stricken people, and I am moved by the timely, powerful and meticulous disaster relief work. When the news about the earthquake fades away, how can we preserve the sad memory of this period.
The touching pictures, touching words, and every inaction shocked my soul - "I can't remember your name, but I can feel your breath." I can’t forget the sad but determined face holding a bottle high in the ruins; I can’t forget the little boy who was rescued, raising his injured hand to salute the soldiers and the grateful smile on his face; I can’t forget the little girl holding a flower umbrella covered in tears. A touching scene of a grieving old mother taking care of her.
Each of these shocking scenes moved and pleased the Chinese people. The earthquake destroyed our home and took many lives, but it could not destroy the will of China's democracy and the spirit of self-improvement. What we cannot forget, and what we will never forget, is every touch that the Chinese people have left us. This year's sixth grade composition 5
Our family has a serious and kind mother, a gentle father, a lovely younger brother and a thin me. The four of us form a harmonious and harmonious family. Comfortable home.
Look, my mother and father had an argument again, and it was very intense. Whenever they quarreled, I would stop them. We are a happy family and we shouldn't be noisy or it will hurt the harmony!
Look, this is my mother. She is a little tall, with big eyes, a small mouth and nose, and two small dimples. Whenever I make a mistake, my mother will reason with me carefully. In serious criticism, my father would be finished by my mother. My father would first comfort my mother, and then he would ask me to apologize to my mother anyway.
This is my father. He is neither tall nor short, with small eyes and a small mouth and nose, but he does not have the two dimples of my mother. My father is gentle and serious. Every time my father purchases goods, I just say: "Dad, I want to go too." Dad says: "Just go!" He is so kind.
My younger brother is in kindergarten now. He is not tall in middle class. His eyes, mouth and nose are not big, but he is a bit naughty. Whenever he goes shopping, if he likes a toy, he must buy it.
In this way, my serious mother, gentle father, and lovely brother formed a happy and harmonious family with me. This year's sixth grade composition 6
Flowers bloom and fall, and the leaves wither and revive again and again. We got together in school.
Six years is too long and too short. When it is too long, we come to school and do not want to leave the shelter of home. When it is too short, we leave school and do not want to leave the care of love; when six years are too long and too short, when it is too long, we are in a class that we do not like and do not want to leave the fresh air of the playground. When it is too short, the purpose of lighting the lights in the dormitory at night is not to study, but because we don’t want to leave; when the rotation year is too long and too short, when it is too long, we think that a day at school is equivalent to a year at home, because we don’t want to leave. We are eager to miss home. It was too short to think that one year at home was worth one day at school; we went crazy for six years. We were united for six years. We have been in love with each other for six years.
In the memory of school, we cried and howled in the middle of the night because we wanted to be crazy for the last time before graduation; we argued with someone without any scruples because of someone being bullied, because we wanted to make peace between us. The love is stronger, the love is stronger. When I was at school, I was having a lot of fun with my classmates in class, without taking into account the presence of the teacher. I wanted to study hard, but the ideological atmosphere was too strong, and when there was talk, I couldn't help but show off what I knew about gossip. Finally, the teacher caught him, smiled calmly, and continued the meeting. After class, we were even more crazy, doing everything. Looking at this picture, I couldn't help but feel sad. What should we do if we leave? Will we see this picture again? This year's sixth grade composition 7
In my memory, there are many most unforgettable things, some make me happy, some make me regret, but none of them are the most unforgettable for me. In my memory, that day is the most unforgettable!
That day, the sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky, which was the perfect time for hiking! I asked my father: "The weather is very good today. Can you take us to climb the mountain?" "Yes, yes, but it depends on your performance!" Dad said seriously. "No problem!" After saying that, I immediately ran to my room and hurriedly finished my homework.
When I finished my homework, I jumped three feet high with joy, so I said to my dad: "Dad, I can't wait any longer, take me to climb the mountain quickly!" Dad, he I agreed. After he and I packed our things, we happily got in the car and came to the foot of the mountain with my father. On the way, I was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of mountains and clear waters. When I came to the foot of the mountain, the scenery there was even more intoxicating. People are intoxicated. After a while, we started to climb the mountain. I ran so fast at first that even my father couldn't catch up with me. When I ran to the middle of the mountain, I had to rest for a while every few steps. As a result, I stopped running halfway. After giving up, my dad caught up and said to me: "Son, don't give up halfway, stick to the end!" After saying that, he continued to climb up, and I mustered up the courage to continue climbing the mountain. .
This mountain climbing made me understand: a person must persist in whatever he does and cannot give up halfway! I will remember this day... This year's sixth grade composition 8
On a lazy afternoon, you can't feel the heat surrounding it, but everyone will feel slightly sleepy.
At this moment, my mother said to me: "Look at him!" After that, she went to do big things. He is my little cousin. He has been around for more than eight months. Since my uncle and Jinjin went to work, no one has taken care of him. And my mother is his aunt, so she takes on this task. Although my mother takes care of it, it also involves me, and I have to do most of the little things. Therefore, Jin Jin often said that without me helping her mother, she would not be able to see her little cousin. I've heard this kind of compliment many times, and I feel helpless that I can't be happy.
I know that my mother will be busy for a long time, and I can’t waste a lot of study time just watching my little cousin. I decided to use a stroller to push me to sleep, and since my little cousin was on his lunch break, I gave him everything he could play with and started pushing the baby in the stroller.
Sometimes, if you are lucky, you will fall asleep in a short time. But this time, after pushing and pushing, it still didn't work. In the end, the little cousin burst into tears.
I took him out, and my little cousin climbed onto my shoulders involuntarily. I patted him gently like my mother did. When I looked at my little cousin again, he was already asleep. I didn't expect to be so relaxed.
I asked my mother to put my little cousin on the bed. She was busy and didn’t care about anything. After looking at it, she opened her eyes wide and said in surprise: "You can actually put him to sleep."
I didn’t wait for my mother and tried to carefully put my little cousin on the bed.
From my little cousin to my shoulders, I really feel like a little adult. I have grown up a lot, and I feel deeply relieved. Afterwards, both Jin Jin and my mother praised me for my ability! This year's sixth grade composition 9
I have a happy family, a lax and eloquent father, a kind and capable mother, a naughty younger brother and an eccentric me.
Today, our family is awarded their own awards to encourage everyone for their hard work this year.
My father is an engineer. Although he is very busy at work, he will make time to spend with us. He can cook a table of delicious dishes. The dishes he cooks are so delicious and delicious, even my mother can't compare to him. Having eaten delicious food since childhood, we have become foodies. Because he excelled in the hall and in the kitchen, he was awarded a perfect award!
My mother is a full-time housewife, hardworking and capable. Laundry and cooking are small cases. Tutoring our homework is more than enough. And has keener observation skills than a detective. He actually found out that my brother and I were watching TV secretly while they were not at home! (Emotional) Ahem! Because of my mother's intelligence, she was awarded the Keen Observation Award even though she was a little unwilling to do so!
My brother is a fourth grader. He is active and likes sports. His heroic appearance on the playground fascinates many girls (hey). But his performance in the playground all day was not ideal. Although he did very poorly in this exam. But for the purpose of encouragement, he was awarded the Continued Effort Award.
As the eldest daughter in the family, I inherited my mother’s sharp tongue and my father’s intelligence. Although this year I have only used my brain to be lazy. But because of my hard work, I got into the middle school of my dreams. Humanity decided to award me the Smart Intelligence Award.
This is our awards ceremony, let’s have fun! Hope you can attend as a guest next time! This year's sixth grade composition 10
"I finally learned it!" I jumped up in the room, cheering for learning the cucurbit flute!
During the summer vacation, I went to Teacher Huang’s house to learn Hulusi. Teacher Huang taught me very seriously. I also concentrated on learning: "You have to press all five holes, right! Wait, there is another hole at the back..." I studied seriously, but I didn't expect that the road to success would be full of hardships. I fiddled with it up and down for a long time. Still haven't figured out why. Finally, under the patient guidance of Teacher Huang, I blew "5" and I was so excited!
The hard work pays off, and with my extra efforts, the first piece of music - "Painter" was played in an orderly manner.
In the melodious music, I recalled:
When I first learned "Auld Lang Syne", Teacher Huang basically taught me step by step, and I followed it note by note. He practices. When I got home, I didn't bother to rest, so I ran to the balcony again with the cucurbit silk and practiced the music I just learned. The new song was played over and over again, sweat dripping drop after drop. Until nightfall, I was still blowing selflessly under the moonlight. When I put down the cucurbit flute, I found that my hands were stiff from practicing and my mouth was numb from the blowing. I really wondered if I was suffering from "Hulusi sequelae"?
As the saying goes, "No pain, no gain", with my hard work, I finally learned this trick - blowing cucurbit flute. Now, I know a lot of songs! Often intoxicated by the wonderful music.
Comment: Learning a trick is easier said than done. From fingering to playing, the young author is devoted to learning every move. Sweat witnessed his diligent study and also watered the flowers of joy. This year's sixth-grade composition 11
"Hey, look, what is this?" My deskmate pulled my sleeve and asked.
Look! This is a bouncy ball that basically everyone in our class has.
In this year, many weird things have become a craze in the class. Let me introduce them to you.
First of all, our classmates started playing with the Rubik's Cube. Whether it was dismantling, changing, or pretending, many of them knew how to do it. But I have no interest in these. After that, people in the class started playing with paper airplanes again. Many people flew paper airplanes into the sky and out of the windows. There is still a white paper airplane on the electric fan. Later, people in the class started writing novels, and I was often asked to be a judge. Some people wrote seven or eight novels alone. If this is not even more incredible, it is still to come!
They started making hand-written ledgers again, which was originally a good thing, but I was surprised to find that they: firstly, they did not write the truth, and secondly, they did not record what happened that day. I just buy boxes of stickers and stick them on the notebook. I think this is better than writing a diary! The most puzzling thing was that later they started to glue the ball, and the rolls of glue turned into a thick ball. In the end, the ball was either thrown away or given to others. This is not only a craze in the class, several schools in Luyang District have started large-scale ball-sticking operations. They even dared to play in math class! Sigh...
Now the class is playing bouncy balls again. Look, this person has 9 in his hand! This is the turmoil in the class this year. This year's sixth grade composition 12
Perhaps before, growth was just an increase in age, but now, my growth lies in my soul.
——Inscription
On Saturday morning, I was waiting for the bus at the station with dozens of yuan. Suddenly I heard an "ouch" and I couldn't help but turn around - it was an elderly man. old grandmother.
It turned out that a woman riding an electric bicycle knocked down the old man. The woman put on a disgusted expression and pointed her finger at the old lady and scolded her loudly. However, the passers-by were indifferent and just laughed and recorded the video with their mobile phones.
After the woman finished cursing, she left quickly, but the old lady was holding on to the ground and could not stand up. From the beginning to the end, no one came to "meddle in other people's business." How could there be such a person? It was obvious that he hit someone but he was still so unreasonable! I stepped forward and helped the old lady up, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay"! The old woman smiled brightly. Why are you laughing? Aren't you angry? I never asked. I took a taxi and took the old lady to the hospital. Along the way, the old lady said "thank you" to me clearly and I smiled without saying a word.
When I arrived at the hospital, the old lady was lying on the bed, and I contacted her relatives. Soon, the old woman fell asleep. I looked at my grandma’s smiling face and felt a burst of warmth.
I used the remaining money to take a taxi home and told my mother what happened. Instead of criticizing me, my mother praised me.
This experience has more or less made me understand something. This kind of thing happens everywhere in the world. Have you also extended a helping hand? This year's sixth grade composition 13
"I can't stand the passing years, and I can't escape the youth here." Every time I read it, I feel an inexplicable sadness. The passing years are like water, and the flowing water leaves no trace. No matter how hard the stone is, it will become smooth and rounded by running water over time.
Although people can draw three-dimensional figures, they cannot measure the length of time. Before humans were born, time was already here. All things will disappear in the dust of history, but only time is eternal. If time is regarded as a straight line, then the yesterday you wasted is a point in it, and a person's life will only appear insignificant on the straight line.
"Smile and you will be young in ten years; worry and your head will turn gray." Although this sentence is a bit exaggerated, it also has some truth. If it doesn't work as expected and you become anxious, your hair will turn gray overnight. Time is a ruthless passerby, like a handful of sand in the hand. It slips away unknowingly, and when we find it, we don’t know what to do.
The days are like green smoke, evaporated by the rising sun, like a river, flowing forever. No matter how beautiful things are, they cannot stop the passing years. All we can do is seize today and welcome tomorrow. Pay attention to the people around you with your heart and care about the whole world!
“You can see the world in a grain of sand, you can see the kingdom of heaven in a flower; you can hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and you can see eternity in a moment.” This year’s sixth grade composition 14
I am Cai Shiqian from Haibei Primary School 602, our Haibei Primary School is located in Dali Town, Nanhai District, Foshan City. This semester has been really tiring and miserable!
Last semester, we were told that there would be a unified final exam, but one week before the final exam, we were told that there would be no unified exam. We were really pissed off. We studied hard for the exam, but in the end the Education Bureau actually canceled it. By the next semester, everyone was very relaxed because they could no longer bear such a blow. Now many classes can watch movies, but they have to watch Harry Potter. One time, Zhou Kexin from our class said, "Watch The Walking Dead." Everyone raised their hands. Voting, I chose The Walking Dead.
The first time someone didn’t raise their hand, so the second time someone ran away and chose Harry Potter. Finally, watching Harry Potter, a few classmates and I went to play cards instead of watching it. Unexpectedly, we were The teacher complained and went to the class teacher. The class teacher was very angry and scolded us. One of them, Wang Jing, was our 602 monitor. She also laughed at the teacher and said that she would be abolished as monitor and replaced by Chen Jiawei.
Hey, apart from this, I will never watch a movie again. I will be scolded tomorrow, which is really annoying. It’s not easy for students of our class to be students! The students of our current class are so miserable! The students of our current class are suffering unspeakably! Which class is worse than ours?