In my opinion, there is no distinction between beauty, ugliness and dignity in people's five senses. They live on people's heads, enjoy supreme status and control the normal work of limbs. They have their own strengths and weaknesses, but their collocation is so symmetrical.
The position of the nose on the face is really unique. He lives in the center, with eyebrows, eyes and mouth to protect him 24 hours a day and enjoy a carefree life. However, from another perspective, the nose, as an important organ of the five senses, also has many survival risks. He had to endure the stench of toilets and sewers for a long time, and the suffocating smell emitted by disinfectants and waste gas from factories was absorbed only by him. The food has gone bad, and he needs to identify it. If the potion expires, he needs his help even more. Natural and man-made disasters often hit him, just say the most common cold! Almost without exception, a cold will have symptoms such as stuffy nose and runny nose, and it is only the nose itself that suffers. In order to wipe his nose, he is often flushed or even peeled off by facial tissues, but he never complains. His dedication is what I admire most.
The mouth is under the nose, which is definitely not the best position, and once you meet a lazy master, the big snot from the upstream has no choice but to get into your mouth. The contribution of mouth is self-evident. It allows you to taste the delicious food in the world and express your feelings in words. However, in my opinion, the mouth is not born to enjoy life. Although food is always tasted by him first, words are always expressed by him. However, from the sentence "illness comes from the mouth, disaster comes from the mouth", we can realize the helplessness of the mouth. The mouth has to bear many accidents, such as slapping your mouth when you say something wrong; If any part of the body is uncomfortable, it is up to him to taste the bitter fruit. He often ends up dumb and eats coptis chinensis-I really feel sorry for him.
Although the nose is prominent and the mouth is delicious, God didn't give people the most important role when he created people. Besides, how can you have your cake and eat it? The most important thing on a person's face is his eyes. As others have said, the eyes are the windows to the soul. We can see the beautiful world outside through him, and more importantly, others can feel our hearts through him. I can't imagine what kind of disaster his disappearance will bring us. Helen Keller, a blind writer, expressed her sincere desire for light in the book "If Give Me Three Days of Light". It is said that the beauty of bright eyes comes from the heart.
Looking all the way and listening all around, it can be seen that the importance of ears is second only to that of eyes. Sweet and elegant music sounds come into our lives through our ears, which makes people get spiritual comfort after a meal. He can make people listen to the teachings of the wise, so as to standardize their words and deeds and cultivate good conduct. At the same time, the ear is the only place where a lovely lady chooses to wear jewelry, but beauty comes at a price. Piercing ears and hanging earrings can really make the facial features look more beautiful, but the pain when piercing will make the ears unforgettable. I guess what bothers my ears most is that they are twins, but they will never be reunited.
Among the five senses, Brother Xiaomei is at the bottom. He seems useless, but in fact he is very useful! When it rains, the heavy responsibility of shielding the eyes from the wind and rain falls on the eyebrows. He can really be called an umbrella for the eyes, and his importance is reflected here.
It is said that God created human beings. If it is true, then I really admire God's cleverness. The five senses perform their duties, but they complement each other. It's a dream combination.
I have no preference for the five senses, because everyone can't lack any of them. As the finger of the article said, only when the five senses are integrated can we give full play to our functions and create a better future!
2. The first unit of the sixth grade Chinese composition imitates chalk or wintersweet with 500 heads and 500 feet, all in white. It is called chalk. It is a good helper for teachers to write.
It lies in the chalk box with its brothers and sisters. Before class, it became a weapon for the whole class to play with each other. After class, only some surviving chalk maniacs lay uneasily in the chalk box for fear of being taken away by the students. Nobody cares, and nobody cares. In class, the teacher writes with his body, and he trades himself for the children's good grades. His strokes were deeply imprinted on the blackboard, and then mercilessly erased after class.
And it, without a trace of complaint, because it knows that it exists for children to have knowledge. Just like those western developers who are rooted in the frontier, they are unknown. Those developers also know that they are like chalk, for the country, for the family, for his family and children to have a better life. They are not afraid, nor do they flinch. In order to let the people in the west get in touch with the outside world and let their families and children live a better life, they are selfless and have no complaints. Aren't their spirits more valuable than chalk? We should learn from their selfless dedication and obscurity.
3. Unit 1, Book 2, Grade 6 Composition Exercise 2 Imitate "Fingers". You should write about candles and love their light. I admire the candle and its selfless dedication.
"Rare things are precious" is a common saying, but what about candles? This is not unusual. It's cheap in the market and everyone has it. Most people don't take it seriously. It is put under the table in the cupboard so that others can't see it. It is sometimes thrown to the ground, cut off by some children and kicked around as a ball; Everywhere people ignore and despise it, and beautiful things will never turn to it, but it has no complaints and a trace of sadness.
But if you look carefully, the candles are very beautiful. When it burns, the small flame on its head seems to be the princess's head, the red body seems to be the princess's beautiful clothes, and the wax beads flowing down the river are the princess's hands. Moreover, the candles are gone, and the wax can be made into beautiful dolls, which are especially beautiful there.
When there is a power failure, people will think of lighting it with a lighter. Then, it will fight for people with its own body until the last moment of its life. Although it endured the high temperature of several hundred degrees here, it created joyful laughter for people in pain, gained eternal life in the fire, and felt its permanent satisfaction in dedication. It came to this world silently, but left this world silently. It exchanged its short life for bright light and heat! Although this light is not permanent, it is temporary, but have you thought about it? Without this candle ...
From this, it occurred to me that there are many people who have made such contributions in our life, that is, our teacher-hardworking gardener.
They love their ordinary jobs, get up early and get greedy every day, and water our "saplings" with their hard sweat until their temples are in a mortar. They still stick to their posts, warm the hearts of each of our children with their own heat, illuminate the direction of progress for us with their own light, and burn themselves like candles to illuminate others.
In the future, I also want to be a person with candle spirit. I like candles.
4. The composition in the first volume of the sixth grade imitates the composition in the first lesson of the sixth grade. 400 words describe nature. Nature is beautiful, and the world is beautiful.
Maybe you will hate rainy and humid weather. But looking at them with your heart is different.
It's raining outside the window and the room is quiet. At this time, you just need to calm down.
Sitting on a cane chair, with spiritual food on your legs, drinking steaming scented tea, the fragrance of scented tea and the freshness of the air outside the window blend into one, and slowly and slowly sneak into your heart. Soft violin music holds your hand and takes you into a beautiful dream.
When you wake up, you can put on your coat, put on your umbrella and go for a walk outside. You see, the low houses in the small village are smoking, with lights on and hazy in the drizzle.
Smoke, lights and drizzle, trees and grass. Did everything in nature make you friends with them? Of course, it can't rain every day. The sky is clear in Wan Li.
Clear sky is the pride of summer, and the sky in all seasons belongs to it. However, you must be worried about the hot summer sun, but as long as you make friends with them with your heart.
There are no impurities in the blue sky in summer, only lovely white clouds are dotted.
Cicada sings the beauty of summer in the shade. You can sit quietly by the stream, the tall and lush trees stretch out their arms to shield you from the sun, the green grass has woven a fluffy and soft blanket for you as early as spring, lying on the blanket and looking up at the blue sky, and the stream is playing rhythmically for you.
5. Write a 500-600-word story about natural scenery and nature by imitating the text in Unit 1 of the first volume of the sixth grade of Chinese published by People's Education Press.
Nature is very beautiful and magical. The hope of spring, the irritability of summer, the bleakness of the ball, and the cold of winter. From a drop of water, I read the persistence of "a drop of water wears away a stone, and a rope saws wood"; From the sunshine again and again, I read that sunshine can shine on every corner of the world; From a small grass, I read the surprise, read the shock, and enlightened my mind.
The cold winter passed and ushered in the spring of the new year. From a distance, the forest is full of colorful flowers, which is very eye-catching. Walking in, I found that it was actually a green ocean. Although flowers are gorgeous, grass is also indispensable. Green symbolizes youth and hope, and the grass is playing this song of hope for me.
Spring is so short that people have already ushered in the heat of summer before they can enjoy the warmth of spring. Although summer is a vibrant season, it is also a festival for people in storms. It rains cats and dogs every three days, which makes people unprepared. However, under the violent attack of heavy rain, the grass was rained, and some grass could not stand such a big blow and died at a young age.
The dryness of summer finally left, accompanied by people's fidgety mood. Autumn has come with a cheerful pace. Autumn is a harvest season and a beautiful season. While people are enjoying the joy of harvest, who will think about the grass that has long been forgotten by people? Looking at the golden grass mixed with a little green, I can't help but think of Gong Zizhen's "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning it into grass mud to protect flowers." Glass devoted herself to natural risks all her life, and even at the end of her life, she had to sacrifice herself.
In a blink of an eye, winter came, and there was only one grass left on the grass, the only grass, stubbornly resisting in the cold wind. Lonely? Don't! It's not alone. It is the hard conditions that have cultivated it, making it unique and different. Let it stand out; Make it different; Let it stand out from the crowd. It seems to be standing on the top of the mountain, fighting the snow. He has a spirit of "let the wind and rain beat me, I will naturally stay still". Compared with other grasses, he is stronger and stronger.
Nature is like this, the four seasons are constantly alternating, telling stories all the time, but we need to approach gently; Walk in quietly.
I want to thank nature, thank nature for its magic; I thank the grass, thank the grass for its greatness!
6. People's Education Edition, the first volume of the sixth grade, the first unit of Chinese composition, modeled after the third lesson, has a holiday. As soon as the bell rang, our summer vacation began.
After the holiday, I tried my best to win my mother's consent, and finally I could relax for a day and no longer have to deal with the "dumb teacher"-books. The next day, I started a "race" with my summer homework. In the constant "race" with summer homework, I consume its "physical strength" bit by bit. With the help of my parents, I finally got my summer homework, but my summer homework also has a "younger brother"-the teacher's additional homework-formulas, words, dialogues and diaries. I kept writing, and finally I passed.
My summer vacation life is colorful, not only with homework, but also with relaxation. Sometimes my parents take me to travel, and sometimes I make friends with computers, which is a collection of wisdom. I don't know when, whenever I open my sleepy eyes, grandma's "tweeter" begins to work. "Mom is going to work. Go and take her downstairs."
I managed to get dressed. Once, I put on my mother's vest. Just downstairs, an uncle looked at me and secretly smiled. I thought my uncle won 5 million, and he was so happy. I say good morning to my uncle. My uncle pointed to my clothes and said, "How did you grow up overnight?" ! Your mother's clothes suit you, too? I suddenly realized that I was wearing the wrong clothes. My face turned into a red apple. I turned my head and strode home.
On the way back, I realized that everything should be meticulous. My summer vacation life is not only like this, but also do some housework as much as possible, such as peeling potatoes, washing dishes and mopping the floor. Children should not only love learning, but also love working.
This is my summer vacation life, and you? .
7. How to write the first unit of the sixth grade, Spring Rain: 1 Listen, the crackling sound, the crackling sound. This is the symphony played by the spring rain that we are familiar with. Spring rain has given us vitality and vitality, and given the world vitality. Spring rain moistens the earth, and the earth sucks it. Under the shower of spring rain, the grass rushed out of the bondage of soil and poked its head out. It waved a dance skirt to make people compare Miss Chun and her dance. Under the glittering and translucent pearl, flowers are indispensable and have their own unique charm. This needle-like spring rain falls on the flowers and rolls on them, which makes people look closely. The loose shirts that are evergreen all the year round have also undergone great changes under the bath of spring rain. They put on new green clothes and are facing it seriously.
Looking at this spring rain, I think: a year's plan lies in spring. We should cherish the present spring, let the spring rain bathe our growth and make contributions to the construction of the motherland. Spring rain is a key. Sweet and fragrant. Gently, gently, when you pay attention, it opens the door to spring.
In the spring rain, there is a box of colorful pigments. Look, it brings pink to peach trees. The pink peach tree smiles like a girl's face.
It brings white to pear trees, and white pear flowers hang there like white handkerchiefs. Winter jasmine girls get more colors, gold, light yellow and orange.
The beautiful Spring Festival girl nodded frequently in the spring rain.
The spring rain hides a very good smell. The fragrance of winter jasmine, as well as apricot flowers and Chinese rose flowers.
Many fragrant smells are hidden in small raindrops! Children's feet are often hooked by fragrance. The spring rain blew a colorful horn to tell everyone that summer is coming.
People put on half sleeves, and willows and poplars spit out catkins and catkins to let the children have a good time. The spring rain brought colorful songs to the earth and joyful songs to the children.
I seem to like listening to the rain very much, just like listening to nature. Sometimes, I will blend in and let my thoughts fly in the falling rain ... In my memory, the arrival of rain is always accompanied by an unspeakable strange emotion. Clouds gradually hang down, half covering the sky, a cool breeze blows gently, and the rain comes, very thin and dense, like powder. Wet smoke and rain are wonderful music, don't you believe it? Look: Swallows are dancing with the accompaniment of spring rain! With the arrival of spring, naturally, pure rain as expensive as oil is slowly coming. The rain and fog are misty, and the rain beads string into a heavy rain curtain, covering everything like smoke ... Spring rain is not as unrestrained as summer rain, not as deep as autumn rain, but as gentle and brilliant as itself.
On the contrary, our world has ushered in new hopes and we have new challenges! The sound of rain can calm our hearts. It will make us feel confident in the future instead of depressed. Friend, remember this beautiful space! And think about it, know it, it will bring you infinite light and wisdom in confusion and darkness! Xia Yu 1 Today, I am standing on the balcony, and the wind is blowing.
Suddenly, several rain stars fell on my head. Before I came to my senses, the downpour began to fall violently.
I was caught off guard, my clothes were almost wet by the rain, so I hurried into the house. Strangely, instead of being angry, I am interested in the rain and want to enjoy it.
The rain in summer is really different, just as big as Miss Xia's tears and soybeans. It follows her unruly temper and is extremely explosive, which makes people unprepared. Look at the ground again, the rain hit the ground heavily, and there were countless blisters on it, as if Miss Xia was venting her unhappiness.
Look at the sky, it's even more terrible. Dark clouds in the sky, like a runaway Tianma, rolled in like a tide, devouring the whole blue sky, leaving no gap. From time to time, a dazzling flash of lightning pierced the sky, followed by a thunder, which showed that Xia girl's anger had arrived.
Looking around, it's raining harder and harder. A layer of rain curtain covers the window so tightly that things outside are almost invisible. Come when you say it, and leave when you say it.
It didn't take long for the rain to stop, the dark clouds dispersed and the thunder became less and less. I opened the balcony door again and went out. A cool breeze came against my face, much stronger than the wind before the rain.
The rain on the roof splashed down and interwoven into a beautiful symphony. It seems that Miss Xia is in a much better mood.
Summer rain is really strange, interesting and lovely. In a sultry summer, I suddenly saw dark clouds and yellow sand all over the sky on my balcony, which made people feel scared. It can be said that "the rain is full of wind."
"Bang, bang, bang, bang ...", "Wow!" I shouted in surprise, "The Storm Corps is coming." Suddenly, lightning illuminates the rainstorm, thunder cheers for the rainstorm, strong wind clears the way for the rainstorm, and the rainstorm comes in a mighty way.
Some of them rushed into the pond and the water in the pond soon overflowed; Some get into the soil, and the soil will soon be full; Others ran to the plants, and the plants became moist and lush ... When the rain group came home, the rain on the roof was still rushing to the ground through the sewer pipe, and it cleared up; The clouds have dispersed and a colorful rainbow has been set up in the sky! Counting, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple are exactly seven colors. After the storm, it cleared up, which reminded me of a sentence, "How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?"
Summer rain can be said to come and go in a hurry; The weather is dull before the summer rain, and the air is cool after the rain; In summer, when it rains less, it dries up, and when it rains more, it floods. Summer rain makes me like it and worries me! Autumn rain 1 accompanied by several sounds of fright and fatigue, it left with a bang in summer, but I didn't expect autumn to fall from raindrops-although.
8. I look forward to an article imitating the sixth grade Chinese. Look forward to it. The north wind is coming and the footsteps of winter are approaching.
Everything looked as if I had just fallen asleep, and I closed my eyes in a daze. The mountain is lonely, the water is calm and the sun's face is pale.
The grass withered silently, turned yellow and hardened. In the valley, in the field, you see, a large area is full of yes.
Shout, jump, pick up a seed, cross two front bridges, kick some badminton and throw some sandbags. The wind is outrageous and the grass cries. The lake, the windows and the leaves of holly are covered with ice flowers. You won't let me or I won't let you.
Round as candy, sharp as a star, and square as a castle. Ice flowers exude a joyful atmosphere, close your eyes, as if ice flowers brought you into the fairy tale world, reindeer, gifts, Santa Claus! Countless children around the sleigh are laughing and laughing, and lovely gifts are passed around in their hands.
Plum blossoms are all over the branches: changeable, naughty, shy and unrestrained, dotted on the branches, like butterflies, smiling faces, singing and dancing. "If you don't kill in the severe winter, how can you see spring?" Yes, the wind blows on the face like a knife, mixed with ice and snow air conditioning, and the fragrance of plum blossoms, all spinning in the extremely dry air.
Birds put on fur coats, foraged with friends, and sang loudly on the high branches, fighting against the cold snow. Grandpa's erhu is still ringing under the pine tree.
Snow is the most common. For a day and a night. Don't be upset. Look, it is falling gently like goose feathers, stars and angels. The opposite building is covered with a thin layer, and the tree is wrapped in silver, and the shiny white is as close to your eyes.
In the evening, the street lamp lights up, and the dim light sets off a mysterious and wonderful night. In cities, alleys and streets, people driving slowly, children who have left school, wearing hats and masks, and uneven icicles hanging on the snow under people's eaves.
The snow is getting thicker and thicker and there are more people in the park. In urban and rural areas, every household, old and young, came out in twos and threes.
Have a snowball fight and make a snowman happily. Children become angels, adults become children. If winter comes, can spring be far behind? Everything will start again, with courage and hope.
Winter is like a budding magician. It is mysterious from head to toe, and it is changing. Winter is like a serious old man, serious and wandering about thinking.
Winter is like a loving mother, with warm harbor and solid back. She leads us to spring. I hope I can help you.
9. How to write the most beautiful composition in Unit 1 of Grade 6?
Boom, boom, this momentum is tired of thunder, just like a drum band performing in the sky, it's raining, "tick-tock. Tick-tock, the wonderful sound of rain always reminds people of good memories. It is like being in a quiet space of your own. How gentle it is to calm down and listen to the rain! In this world full of all perfect phonology, I heard it.
Sitting under a big tree, a refreshing wind blows, and the tree can always sing "rustling". Every leaf makes its own unique sound, as if a large orchestra were singing for you alone. That sound will come to your mind. You just need to close your eyes and listen carefully, and you can drive away your troubles unconsciously and stop feeling insignificant.
The voices of the chefs when cooking are even more peculiar. "Knock ..." This is when the chefs began to play. The best cooperation between the pot and the shovel is not limited to this. These sounds are like the sound of a clock. When the dishes are fried, the music will be over.
Bugs- the musicians in the cicada, their performance is absolutely unquestionable, and their voice is first-class. Under the scorching sun, the musicians are creaking in the shade. Tickle ",I don't know how happy I am, it makes people itch, and I want to play a song with musical instruments and insect gates." "
Applause is the respect that every city needs. Understanding and encouragement, applause, is a sound that makes people feel balanced, always so deeply rooted in people's hearts. When others are misinterpreted, give them your heartfelt applause, which is understanding applause; When others are insulted by irony, give them civilized applause, which is respectful applause; When others are frustrated, give him the warmest applause and give him the greatest encouragement.
Sound can purify people's hearts, and more beautiful music can evoke beautiful memories. If the world loses its voice, people's hearts will not be able to …
The first unit composition of the whole sixth grade-"The Beauty of Sound in the Sound World" is too long to show.
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