In our ordinary daily life, everyone has written a composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words after people's thinking and language organization. I believe many people will find the composition difficult to write. The following is my brother's sixth grade composition carefully arranged for reference only, hoping to help everyone. My brother and I have been best friends since childhood, playing and studying together, and there has never been any contradiction. But once there was a huge friction between my brother and me.
that day, I took my students (I usually teach some children in kindergarten when I have time) to buy candy bars. As soon as I got to my brother's door, I heard a familiar voice calling my nickname (I usually hate being called my nickname). I looked back: the man who called my nickname was actually my brother! I was so angry that I turned around and left.
two days later, my brother came to see me. I thought to myself: Hum, it's no use coming to apologize to me. I want to break up with you! Thought of here, I don't know why my heart welled up with a sense of sadness. My brother said, "Sister, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't call you by your nickname. I hope you can forgive me." "Who told you to call me a nickname, I won't forgive you!" When I said that, my eyes suddenly filled with tears. I won't let anyone see my vulnerability. So, I fought back tears and pushed my brother out of the door.
Later, my brother came several times in succession, but I still didn't forgive him. Finally, my brother gave up the opportunity to beg my forgiveness and never came again. After a few days, my mood calmed down. I began to wonder if this was right: should I say that about my brother? After all, he apologized to me several times. Was I too impulsive? Should I apologize to him? But how can I speak to him? I think about it in class, after class, on the way to school, on the way to school and before going to bed. Although this has disrupted my life, I think it's worth it, because I finally came up with a good way to kill two birds with one stone. This method can not only resolve the contradiction between my brother and me, but also save my face. I led my little sister to knock on my brother's door, and my brother was suddenly shocked to see me. I pretended as if nothing had happened and said, "Brother, Xiaoyou has to come and play with Jingjing. Call Jingjing out quickly!" My brother came to his senses and immediately called Jingjing out. They played and we watched. In this way, the contradiction between my brother and me was resolved.
at that time, I thought: I want to have a broad mind like my brother in the future. Just as a poet said: endure a calm for a while and take a step back. Before my brother's sixth grade composition 2
, I was a "little emperor" at home, with clothes to reach out and food to mouth. As soon as I get home, there are fresh and delicious dishes waiting for me to eat. However, since the country opened its second child, my former good days have disappeared step by step like cigarettes. Why? Because there is a new member in my family-"my brother".
after school in the afternoon, I dragged my tired body into the house. Just as I was about to have a good rest on the sofa, my mother's voice rang out from my ear: "Son, my brother is tuba, come and help me carry him." So, I can't disobey the "imperial edict" and run quickly. You see, it's not easy to be a brother!
After my brother's tuba was finally solved, my mother's voice rang in my ear again: "Son, come and feed my brother." "Okay, I got it." I picked up the heavy bowl and spoon and walked slowly to my brother. "Open your mouth, ah-!" I kindly told him to eat, but he seemed to be deliberately opposing me and would never open his mouth.
"Mom, my brother doesn't eat." Seeing this, I said it on purpose. Who knows, I wanted to escape, but I was called again. "Then take your brother out to play first, and he will eat after we eat." "ah! All right. " I replied weakly.
Finally, at night, I didn't take my younger brother with me. I jumped up like a hungry wolf at the sight of delicious food.
Although it's tiring to take care of my younger brother, I think that the country will open up triplets sooner or later anyway, and he will feel better then, so I can take this opportunity to exercise, and my heart will be much more balanced. Well, it's not easy to be a brother. My brother's sixth grade composition 3
I didn't see my brother's figure, but I heard his cry: "Mom, mom, my article has been reported! Dad, come and see, my article is in the newspaper! "
Mom was busy cooking in the kitchen, but when she heard her brother's cry, she immediately stopped, wiped her hands on her apron and ran out of the kitchen. She said with surprise, "Give me the newspaper quickly and let me read my son's article!" Dad also stopped his work and rushed out of the door and said loudly, "Good son, show me the newspaper first!" " Even grandma, who doesn't go out all day, moved for a walk and hurried out to read her grandson's article. As she walked, she said, "Dear grandson, read it to grandma quickly." Look at my brother's smug appearance again, his face turned into a flower with a smile, and he stood there rubbing his eyes without knowing where to put his hand. Looking at the family's happiness is like winning a grand prize of 2 thousand yuan.
I just sat there watching TV and didn't move. I wasn't as happy as others. In the eyes of the whole family, I am better than my brother at any time, with excellent grades, fluent speech and quick thinking, and even get up before my brother in the morning. Mom called him several times, but he was still humming under the covers. But now everyone revolves around my brother, alas ...
"Ya Xiang, come and see, your brother has published an article!" Mom is talking excitedly. I sat there with my mouth pursed and did not move. "Ya Xiang, come quickly!" Dad is calling me, too. I turned off the TV angrily and said angrily, "What are you yelling about?"! What's the big deal', my article will definitely be published in the newspaper! "I said, and ran upstairs. Upstairs, I rushed into the room, slammed the door and plugged in the bolt. Later, my mother came up and knocked at the door, but I just wouldn't open it.
I'm sitting in my room silently thinking that it's no use getting angry all the time. It seems that I have to work hard. It's no use just saying that I'm smart. I also want to take the initiative to write good articles like my brother, and send them to the newspaper for publication, and then compare with my brother. Yes, I decided to open the door and go downstairs. My brother's sixth grade composition 4
Time goes by, and the sun and the moon fly like flies. More than three years have passed in a blink of an eye. I still remember that summer in 28, my brother taught me to ride a bike.
In the summer vacation of XX, my father said to me, "You did well in the exam this time, and I will reward you with a bike." I smiled from ear to ear and came to the giant shop. I chose a bike I liked. On the blue background, some purple patterns were dotted, shining under the spotlight.
I pushed home excitedly and couldn't wait to step on it. As soon as I stepped on it, everyone who was driving with me fell to the ground. I had an accident countless times, but I still fell to the ground. On the edge of the eldest brother, second brother clutching his stomach, leaning back and forth with a smile. I got angry, suddenly stood up, patted the dust on my body and said, "Are you still my brothers?"? Still laughing there. " The eldest brother said, "Your second brother will be here in ten minutes. What about you? I've been practicing all afternoon. Forget it, I'll teach you! " That's more like it, I thought.
my brother first pushed the car over and let me sit on it. When he saw that I was finished, he told me to ride forward. I stepped on the pedal lightly and leaned slightly. My brother held the steering wheel with one hand and the back seat with the other, and let me move forward slowly. After a long distance, he slowly let go. I didn't know it at first. When I turned to look at my brother standing aside, I lost my sense of direction and fell to the ground again.
the second brother looked at it and said, "I found that you rode well. I let go a long time ago. Why did you fall down again? Be bold! Let's try again! " I carefully understood this sentence, and then practiced it several times, and I really learned it!
In fact, it's not difficult to learn cycling, but the difficulty lies in being frustrated and unable to stand up ... This time I gained a lot. My brother's sixth grade composition 5
Although my brother still doesn't understand things, he is really smart and conscious. Let many people have to sit up and take notice.
When my brother was in the fifth grade of primary school, one day, a neighbor's sister was in the sixth grade and was stumped by a geometry problem. There is a square in this question, which only gives a known condition that the diagonal is four centimeters, so let the students find the area. Ask your parents, and you won't get it. My brother watched for a while and drew another diagonal line with a pencil. In this way, the original figure becomes two triangles, and the diagonal becomes the height of two triangles. The problem was solved. Since then, my brother has been called Euclid.
Uncle built a barn, and the windows and doors were deformed in the second year, and he climbed in a rain in the fifth year. He wants to rebuild a brick structure, but does he have that much money? My brother asked my uncle to pull back some big stones with flat sides as column feet and cut back a cart of small poles. He put the column on the footstone and fixed it with a small rod. Pull back the pine doors and windows that are not needed for demolition from the street, and fix them on both sides with diagonal tie rods. Some brick houses are deformed because of poor foundation. The barn designed by my brother for my uncle's house is still rock-solid without spending a penny. Uncle showed off his nephew everywhere from now on.
In those years, my father bought a high-powered tractor, which broke down and stumped several masters. My brother has never repaired a motorcycle. But he read the instructions carefully and quickly pointed out the problem. Let several old masters give thumbs up: "This child! The child ... "Praise.
Every time my brother takes an exam, he is the first in the group all year round without any doubt. When he was in the third year of high school, beautiful school girls chased him, but he was unmoved. He got into Hong Kong University the year before last.
ask my brother for the secret of why he is so smart. He always smiles and points to the eight words on the desktop: no distractions; Never tire of learning. Ask again, and he will recite to you: "Is it difficult to do things in the world? For it, it is easy to be difficult; If you don't do it, it will be easy for those who are difficult. "
you are my role model, my role model. My clever brother! 6
is a happy day, because my brother's wedding is held on this day.
My parents and I went to the restaurant early in the morning. It's a farmhouse with a good environment and fresh air. By 9: or 1: , the guests came in dribs and drabs, and my parents were there to greet the guests, while I was taking pictures.
The dining room is very big, with a red carpet across the road. There are dining tables on both sides, with buns, wine, cigarettes, melon seeds and chopsticks on the table. Walking in, a flower stand is placed there, not far in front of it is the steps, and the table is covered with petals. There is a stage in the innermost part, with several stereos beside it and red cloth on the wall. I saw people from the wedding company auditioning there. "The host is ready, the lighting engineer is ready, and now it's …" After trying twice, a beautiful English song echoed in the hall.
it's 11: 55, and the wedding car is coming. I saw a band dressed in alternating red and white trailing behind the wedding car. The bride got off the bus. When I saw my sister-in-law, I couldn't help but be amazed. I wore the bride's hairstyle, wore a veil on my head, had big eyes, blew my skin, had a purplish mouth and wore a white wedding dress, like an angel who had strayed into the dust. Then the groom also came to the bride's side, took the bride's hand and handed her the bouquet. My brother is also very handsome, and his head is made very handsome by the hair stylist, wearing a light gray suit and a happy smile.
The bride and her godfather came in. They walked slowly on the red carpet. Walking to the middle, the bride's godfather asked her brother standing in the flower stand in front: "Qiu Ping, can you make a promise to Rong Er? Love him all your life and never give up? ! ""I can, I only love her in my life, and I will never give up! " Hearing my brother's firm answer, the bride's dry father took the bride's hand, came to my brother and gave it to him. Listening to the host's speech and asking my brother questions, I only remember that my brother knelt down to his sister-in-law, held out his left hand and said, "Wife, I love you. Will you marry me?" I saw my sister-in-law nodded and gave her hand to my brother. Then, my sister-in-law took her brother's arm and walked up the steps. Then several brothers and sisters beside the steps fired salutes and scattered petals. I watched their slowly coming figure, and my eyes could not help but get a little wet. I tried my best not to let it fall.
The couple walked onto the stage. According to the instructions of the host, my brother and sister-in-law both put rings on each other. I believe they must know the responsibility of these two diamond rings. Then the parents of both sides came to power, because the sister-in-law's parents couldn't come because of something, so her godparents came to power. Listening to the host's inspiring speech, I saw tears in each of their eyes. After a series of procedures were carried out, the guests began to eat. After the couple changed their clothes, they began to eat.
because there was another dinner, we were too busy to go home until after 7 o'clock in the evening. I sincerely wish them a happy old age and a happy marriage. My brother's sixth grade composition 7
The person I know best is my brother, who is known as the "master of humor", but it sounds a bit boastful. My brother is 16 years old, not handsome or ugly in appearance, and of medium build. My brother's greatest characteristic is humor. Because of this characteristic, we all call him a "master of humor". Once, I was doing my homework, and my brother kept bothering me. I said loudly, "annoying!" " My brother said gently, "I am a mortal!" Not a fairy. " I was very angry and said, "Yuck!" My brother said, "I didn't ask you for salt!" " I can't bear it anymore, and I said loudly, "Pig!" " Who knows, my brother is ready: "How do you call your name? Do you want to publicize it! " After that, I twisted my ass and walked away. Now it makes me cry or laugh.
On another occasion, my brother and I went to the company to play, and I saw someone practicing shooting. I also threw one and actually got in. I told my brother about it with joy, and my brother shook his head and said, "This is impossible." I said angrily, "That is, if it's difficult to throw a basket, I'll show it to you again to convince you." My brother said solemnly, "OK, if you can make a shot, I'll drink the basketball soup." I threw my basketball at the basket with confidence, but I missed it, threw it again, and didn't get it ... I didn't get it several times, but my brother still said, "It's better to be my brother. I know that basketball soup tastes bad, and I feel sorry for me and don't want me to drink it."
This is the person I know best-my brother. My brother's sixth grade composition 8
I hate him, the "net worm" brother, alas! He is my cousin, who lives in the countryside, but not as diligent as rural children.
speaking of cousin, everyone is really anxious. He is almost twenty this year, and he dropped out of school at the age of eighteen. He is more than one meter seven, somewhat hunched, with a big face, but his small eyes don't match. Idle around all day, doing nothing.
Originally, my aunt and uncle made a living by doing small business.