In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone will come into contact with composition more or less. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange.
So do you know how to write a good essay?
The following is a composition I compiled for the sixth grade of primary school. It is for reference only. Everyone is welcome to read it.
Primary school sixth grade composition 1 I like food very much. Tasting food makes me happy physically and mentally and in a better mood.
The food at home tastes familiar to my mother.
If I celebrate my birthday, I invite a few classmates to my home for a birthday party, put out a few dishes, pour drinks, eat and chat, tell all the troubles in life and share all the happiness. What a wonderful thing it would be.
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My father and several uncles were having dinner in a restaurant. They said it was a meal, but in fact they were talking about business. But I didn't expect that my father's small gesture and words would make their relationship better.
What happened was that the waiter gave Dad the menu, but Dad put the menu on the turntable and turned it around. He stood up and said, "I hope everyone will not order wine at this dinner. Drinking is too harmful to the body."
, everyone stood up and agreed to Dad’s proposal.
They ate delicious food and chatted about business matters. The more they talked, the happier they became and their relationship became better and better.
A classmate wanted to talk to me about his troubles, but he cried while we were chatting. After that, I bought a pack of paper with five yuan to wipe his tears.
It was getting dark, so he and I ate skewers at a nearby food stall.
I didn't say anything, and he cried and ate alone. In the end, he ate three skewers of crab steaks, four skewers of steak, five skewers of barbecued meat, and seven skewers of tofu skin.
However, after eating, his mood suddenly improved.
The power of food is powerful. Food makes life better.
Sixth Grade Primary School Composition 2 Six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I am about to leave my alma mater. When I was in sixth grade, I was still thinking that I could have a lot of fun this summer. I didn’t even have any summer homework, but when it was time to
When I graduated, I unconsciously felt a sense of reluctance.
I can’t bear to leave my lovely classmates. They make me happy all the time, help me when I encounter difficulties, encourage me when I’m discouraged, and comfort me when I’m sad.
I would also like to thank every teacher who taught me.
The teacher is like a candle, burning himself and illuminating others.
Teachers are heroes, creating us with their passion.
In the past six years, every teacher who has educated me has put in a lot of sweat and energy in order to cultivate us into promising talents.
Now that we are about to leave them, I cannot help but say these thanks.
I would also like to thank my friends who have been inseparable from me over the years. They always come to help me when I need help.
In this class, I left happiness and sadness, laughter and tears.
But all of these are wonderful childhood memories after I left my alma mater.
I will remember the laughter and happiness, forget the sadness and tears, so that childhood will be beautiful in my heart, and I can draw a happy ending to my childhood life.
Sixth Grade Primary School Composition 3: I have graduated. Six years have passed by in a hurry. I have been studying day after day. I have never slowed down and paid attention to anything. Even the flowers, plants and vegetables that my grandfather planted in the vegetable garden have not been carefully observed.
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Finally, the summer vacation that I have been looking forward to day and night has arrived. I should have a happy summer vacation, but I can't be happy at all.
Looking at those sixty familiar faces, recalling more than two thousand happy days spent together, those past events came to mind... Six years, six years of memories, six years of friendship,
Six years of happiness, everything in the six years can still not be forgotten, but we have to say goodbye... When I was a child, I envied that I could leave school in sixth grade and have a new learning environment. At this time, it is the same summer, but I understand the sadness of separation...
… Sixty people, sixty laughing faces, everyone has sadness in their hearts, everyone knows that it is forcing a smile, but who is willing to cry in front of former friends, and can only keep the sadness in their own hearts.
The teachers who have taught us for six years will remember them even if they are usually naughty classmates.
Over the past six years, a few strands of silver hair have grown on the math teacher's hair, but he has never cared about it. He only wants to teach students more knowledge. This is the teacher we should be proud of!
Thanks to the teachers for their earnest teachings over the past six years, we will always remember them.
Goodbye, classmate of six years, goodbye!
Primary school sixth grade composition 4 Once upon a time, my mother bought a beautiful vase. My mother was obsessed with the vase and would not allow me to get close to it.
One time, I was doing my homework on the desk, and suddenly I saw a little tabby cat jumping around outside the window. A scene involuntarily flashed through my mind - "Mom's Vase". I got up immediately, regardless of the situation.
Go straight to the living room.
I arrived a step too late and the vase had already been broken. When the tabby cat saw me coming to the living room, it ran forward fearlessly and ran out of the living room and jumped out of the window.