In the sixth grade, let the true feelings show naturally.
Touched, perhaps a casual moment, but it is still fresh in people's memory and unforgettable. It is like the intoxicating aroma of wine, but also like the shining brilliance of amethyst and the elegance of tulips.
I remember when I was in primary school, physical education class drank ice water after strenuous exercise. After a long time, the tonsils are inflamed, and my head is like an elephant led by the nose, dizzy and my forehead can't stop burning.
Students and teachers look at me from time to time, and when they see that I am pale and dizzy, they call me mom. After about 10 minutes, my mother ran to the classroom. Look at me, her anxious face is covered with wrinkles. It seems that every time something happens, wrinkles will deepen. She rushed over to ask me; "Headache, foot acid not acid? Is your forehead hot? " Before I could answer, my mother carried me to the hospital.
Looking at her anxious expression, I can't help thinking that my mother's love is sunshine in spring, ice cream in summer, autumn wind in autumn and cotton-padded clothes in winter. Mother's meticulous care, as if I were everything to her, she had to worry about everything and pay everything. I ... I feel very ashamed. If I don't play, if I don't drink ice water, how ... how can I make my mother worry about my work? My nose is sour, my eyes are burning, and my heart is mixed.
When I arrived at the hospital, I was infused for 3 hours, and I was much better. My mother was always by my side, touching my forehead and staring at the liquid from time to time. It is already four o'clock in the afternoon. My fever has gone down and my head doesn't hurt, but my mother has fallen asleep by the bed. Mom, it's good to have you!
Mom, your selfless love is like a deep sea, and I will always be by your side!
Let the true feelings show in the sixth grade composition 2
During the Chinese New Year, I was deeply moved!
On the morning of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, my father said that he would go to his elder sister-in-law's house to pay a New Year call. Mom disagreed, saying that my fever has not gone down yet! Observe at home for two days. She is very busy at work these days. Dad wanted to pay a New Year call to his relatives before going to work, but he didn't listen to his mother and took me to my sister's house.
In the car, I felt bad and missed my mother very much. I hope she can come to me and take care of me. Suddenly my chest began to hurt, and I felt tight all over. Video called my mother. When the phone came through, I said to my mother in tears, "Mom, I miss you so much. My chest hurts! " ! I hope you come to my side and take care of me. "Mom was so anxious to wipe tears, I also began to cry.
When I woke up the next day, I found that my mother actually held me in her arms and looked at me quietly. I hugged my mother's neck and cried. My mother hugged me tightly and cried. The mother cried and complained to her father: "The child has a fever and has to take it out. What is it like? " Later, I learned that my mother came by high-speed train overnight.
At noon, I felt so cold that my mother took off her cotton-padded jacket and wrapped it around me. I was wrapped in a warm nest like a bird afraid of cold, and my mother held me tightly. I shed tears again.
On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, my illness basically recovered. I found my mother missing. Just as I was about to call my mother, the door opened and my mother came in with a very beautiful big cake. I asked curiously, "Mom, whose birthday is it today?" "It's you! Silly child, the fever is burnt out! " Mom said.
Although my mother is very busy recently, she still hasn't forgotten my birthday, which makes me very moved. When I made a wish, I couldn't help crying.
Sixth grade let the true feelings naturally reveal composition 3
Last summer vacation, my brother and I went to my aunt's house. As soon as I entered the door, my aunt took out all kinds of snacks to entertain us, which made us swallow our saliva and immediately wolfed it down. We ate and played games together and had a pleasant afternoon.
In the evening, I went to play football with my cousin. I searched all over the yard, but I didn't see him. I just returned to my bedroom to rest, only to find my brother lying in bed, with a thermometer in his mouth, motionless. "Your brother is ill," said menstruation, who was sitting there. "What can I do?" I thought. My aunt seemed to see through my mind and frowned slightly. It seems that I can only go to see Dr. Li. I think it's late at night, and Dr. Li lives so far away, so forget it, but on second thought, my brother is ill, and I promised my mother to take good care of him. After a complicated psychological struggle, I got up the courage to go out. Aunt shouted at the door: "Pay attention to safety and come back early." I nodded and turned into darkness.
I stumbled up the ridge and groped carefully. Suddenly, I stepped on a stone at the corner of a ridge, and one didn't stand firm. Plop! I plunged into the rice field. If I hadn't climbed up the ridge with all my strength and stayed in the paddy field for a while, I would have become a clay figurine. I can't help laughing at the thought.
Before I came to a small forest, I looked up and saw Yun Song soaring into the sky. I looked at the dark forest in front of me and reached for a branch. I entered the forest. My teeth are fighting in my mouth, and my face is shaking. I've been observing the movement around me. Suddenly, two green dots appeared in front of me, still moving. "ah!" I let out a cry of horror and ran away. I'm running fast in the Woods. Looking back, it is two points, far apart. I crept closer and found that they were not wolf eyes at all, just two fireflies. I kept running and successfully reached Dr. Li's home.
I came to my aunt's house with Dr. Li. Although accompanied and reminded by Dr. Li, I was still very scared and fell into the paddy field again. Maybe you think I am the best in my mind, but I really made the same mistake. When I got home, my aunt laughed as soon as she opened the door, and my brother smiled when he saw me lying in bed. ...
Later, Dr. Li diagnosed my brother's illness and prescribed a prescription. The next day, my brother got well. In our big village, Dr. Li is really a great doctor!
I am afraid to walk at night, but I am so brave because of my love for my brother.
Sixth grade let the true feelings naturally reveal composition 4
Many small things will happen in the world, but there are many real feelings hidden in these small things. I remember such a thing happened when I was on the bus. ...
As soon as the bus arrived at the station, I saw an old man get on. I saw him dragging a huge snakeskin bag in his right hand and carrying a big bulging bag in his left hand, and finally squeezed up. Seeing the old man sweating, I just wanted to give him my seat, but a little boy sitting behind me beat me to it. I only heard the little boy shouting at the old man in the crowd, "Grandpa, come to me and I'll give you my seat." As soon as the little boy's voice fell, I saw many people in the car casting admiring glances at him. But the old man turned a deaf ear as if nothing had happened. I thought to myself: how can the old people be so stubborn now! The little boy thought that the old man didn't hear him, so he had to shout it again in a louder voice than before, and added gestures. I only heard the old man say something that no one expected: "I don't know you." The old man's words made the people in the car look at him like aliens. I saw the little boy give a wry smile and said, "Grandpa, I don't know you either. It's just that I think it's hard for you to carry so many things, so I'll give you my seat. " However, after the old man said "I don't know you" several times, he never spoke to the little boy again, which made the little boy very embarrassed. We all think that old man is too careless.
Then the conductor came over and asked the old man where he was going. Far away, he helped the old man put his luggage in a corner of the car and said to the old man while helping him, "Old man, just sit there." Your journey is still far away. Don't let people down. " At this time, other passengers in the car could not help but start to persuade the old man, and finally the old man finally sat in that seat.
Although this thing is very small, it tells us that everything will hide a lot of human feelings.
Let the true feelings show in the sixth grade composition 5
The spring rain touched the river, so the water gurgled. The flowers were moved by the scorching sun, so they poured out their fragrance. The maple leaves were moved by the autumn wind, so they all dyed the mountains. Mom, your love touched me, but I can't return it.
You always sew love into dense stitches, dissolve love into warm tea in winter, and turn love into a farewell exhortation. But I turned a blind eye, let alone what moved me.
In order to study, I left my hometown and began to live in accommodation. The days of military training are very hard, so I am used to listening to the program "Music Live Room" on the radio after a day of training. It's not just a matter of playing a few songs casually, there will be topics to discuss in each issue. So while relaxing yourself, you can also learn a lot. Today's theme is "Mother's Love", and I thought to myself: Nothing more than sending the children to the hospital at night, covering themselves with quilts at night, and fanning in summer. The word is "vulgar". But because I'm a fan of Mark, I still listen to songs and wishes from my friends praising maternal love. It seems that something in my heart is beginning to melt and I want to cry. To be exact, when I found it, the pillow towel was already wet. This numb, cold heart was instantly melted by a warm current. Suddenly found that our heart, which will be moved by a fallen leaf and a smile, has never left a place for our mother and never shed a tear for her. More shamelessly, I think all this is so taken for granted. I couldn't hold back my inner excitement and sent a short message with my mobile phone: Mom, I love you!
After the weekend holiday, when I got home, my father was busy asking me if I had sent a message to my mother. I said, "Yes, why?" Dad said that my mother cried all night after reading the message ... At that moment, I was really moved. When I have dinner, I look at my mother. I found that my mother is really much older. I don't know when, black hair mixed with silver silk, wrinkles climbed up her face. I found that I haven't looked at my mother like this for a long time. For me, for home, she is busy with heaven and earth and family, living a life of these two points and one line. But I always use adolescent rebellion as an excuse to hurt this person who loves me the most again and again. ...
Everyone has a moving heart, but it is always too easy to be forgotten by us.
Mother has paid too much for us, but asked too little. I just hope that we are obedient, sensible and love learning, that's all. I have no reason to say that I can't do these things. Since you are moved by your mother, you should show it by action.
Mom, I love you forever!
Sixth grade let the true feelings naturally reveal composition 6
Many things in a person's life are fleeting. Sometimes, we may slip away without thinking of them. Sometimes, we desperately want to catch it, but it is like an ethereal gauze. If we don't pay attention, we will lose it forever. I want to protect our family this time, while you are still young, I am still young.
I was not sensible before, and I would cry when I met a little thing. So, I live a fairy-like life. I have been reaching for clothes, and I can't make ends meet. I also think parents should work so hard because I am their child.
I remember it was a rainy day, and the dark clouds in the sky roared and fought like a monster, and sometimes lightning threatened us. My mother and I go to the supermarket to buy food. When I arrived at the supermarket, I felt a little cold, so I went to hold my mother's hand to warm myself, only to find that my mother's hand was not warm, but a little cold. I looked at my mother curiously, only to find that my mother's clothes were more than half wet. I think it's strange. Didn't we take a big umbrella on the way? Why is mom's clothes wet? Take this question and wait for mom to open an umbrella. When I saw the umbrella that instinctively covered both of us leaning on me bit by bit, I suddenly understood everything. It turns out that my mother did it all for me, afraid that I would get wet. She doesn't care about herself at all. I think I saw it, too. Mother put the scales of love on me bit by bit, but I was indifferent and sat there at a loss.
My indifference shocked me, my numbness made me ashamed, and my conscience was slapped by my mother's affection and warmth!
My eyes are blurred and tears can't stop flowing downwards. ...
The most precious thing in life is affection, which everyone has since birth. However, we are used to it, and sometimes we will inadvertently lose the precious wealth we have. Life with affection is perfect, life without affection is incomplete, and life with affection but not cherish is a regrettable life, which is really a sad life!
Affection is not liquor or sweet drink, it is just a cup of pure boiled water. Although colorless and tasteless, it is indispensable in our life. It doesn't excite us, but it makes us quiet. It won't give us an unforgettable experience, but it can always provide us with indispensable nutrition. Affection has its simplicity and naturalness, and we don't need to carve it deliberately, but we realize that she is also quietly moistening our fingertips.
Sixth grade let the true feelings naturally reveal composition 7
On Thursday afternoon, as soon as I got home from school, my mother said to me, "Chaochao, how about mom taking you to the Polar Ocean Park this Saturday?" "Really? Great! Mom, I love you! " I jumped three feet for joy. I have long wanted to visit Ocean Park. Who doesn't want to visit such a beautiful and interesting place?
That night, as soon as I finished my homework, I borrowed my father's computer to search for information about Ocean Park. I was very excited when I eagerly browsed the related pictures of Ocean Park. In another day, I can walk into Ocean Park. Before going to bed, I checked the precautions for going to Ocean Park, and then I fell asleep reluctantly.
Friday is a difficult day. In the morning class, I looked at the book in front of me, but I remembered the beautiful ocean park, which was waving to me. I can't help laughing. My deskmate nudged me, and I knew the teacher was watching me. The next day in class, I reminded myself: I can't be distracted.
Finally, after school, I was about to pack my bags and go home, but Li Xiaohua invited me to play ball. I would have promised him before, but today I have to go back and plan to visit Ocean Park, so I turned him down shyly. As soon as I got home, I couldn't even eat, so I took my notebook and began to make a visit plan. First of all, I'm going to visit the polar animal exhibition area, then go to the fun show to watch the wonderful animal performances, and then go to the marine animal exhibition area to feast my eyes. ...
"Chaochao, it's time for bed, or you'll be late for Ocean Park tomorrow." Under the constant urging of my mother, I put away my notebook and went to bed. Penguins in Ocean Park must be cute, right? Do they really stagger when they walk? How big are the polar bears there? Lying in bed, I rummaged over and over again, and my mind was full of those interesting animals. I heard that the dolphin show in Hong Kong Ocean Park is particularly wonderful, and the scene must be very lively. I also want to see those beautiful corals. ...
Alas, when will it be dawn? I looked forward to it and fell asleep. ...
Let the true feelings show in the sixth grade composition 8
I've always liked ukulele, a small guitar with four strings. People say: as long as it is in your hand, there is no song you can't play. Whenever I see the player's fingers gently stroking on the strings and the sound of the piano melodious, my heart is particularly carefree. If only I could play Creary, too Unfortunately, there is always no time and opportunity.
One day, my mother came up with a mobile phone and said to me with a smile, "Meimei, do you want to buy Creary?" It should be a good thing not to go out during the epidemic and learn to play the piano at home! "ah! Isn't that what I want? Before my mother finished, I rushed to say, "OK! Buy it! "When my mother opened Taobao, she took a fancy to a unique navy ukulele at first sight." I'll take it! ""mom quickly opened it and bought it. I was so happy.
So I began to look forward to it day and night, looking forward to its early arrival. At noon that day, my mother heard the news of express delivery and rushed to the door to get a long box. I ran like lightning, opened the package, and a brand-new ukulele appeared in front of me. From the appearance, it looks like a gourd with only four strings. Brown piano box, flashing. I hold the piano in my arms with my left hand and pluck the strings with my right hand. Although the voice is not very pleasant to hear, I am particularly happy because I finally have my own ukulele.
From then on, whenever I have time, I will learn to play Creary. I study textbooks, watch videos and practice step by step. This instrument is really easy to learn. After a month of hard practice, I have been able to play several songs. Every day, whenever I have time, I will sit in my room and gently play Creary. The soft sound of the piano haunts my ears, and my heart will be brought into a beautiful realm by the sound of the piano: I seem to be listening to Chihiro telling me her legendary story when playing the episode of Spirited Away's movie Forever Together; Play "Insect Flying" and imagine the beautiful and quiet night under the starry sky; Play Ode to Joy and feel Beethoven's enterprising spirit. Playing Chengdu, I feel like I am in a misty and rainy town in Chengdu ... The piano sounds like a breeze, gently blowing my face; The sound of the piano is like running water, slowly flowing into my heart. For a while, I was like a bird, flying freely in the white clouds; For a time, I swam freely in the vast sea like a small fish. ...
My beloved ukulele has brought new life to my life; Dear ukulele, my life is full of carefree melody. I love my ukulele!
In the sixth grade, let the true feelings naturally reveal the composition 9
Life is full of flavor, sweet and sour, spicy and salty, everything. Whenever I think of that incident, a word immediately comes to mind, and that is shame.
It's a beautiful spring morning. I finished three things necessary for getting up early: getting up, brushing my teeth, eating, and then I went out to catch the bus and embarked on a pleasant journey of buying books. When the bus passed the third stop, an 80-year-old grandmother got on the bus. Her hair was gray, and the wrinkles on her forehead caught my eye like a deep ditch. She was bent, her legs were shaking, and her weather-beaten hands were leaning on crutches. At this time, I thought to myself: Can this old woman stand the bumps of the bus? May I give my seat to this old lady? But there are more than ten stops from my destination! During this time, I will always stand. Just thinking about it makes me feel like my legs are standing all the way. Forget it, I'd better not! There should be others who will give their seats to grandma. All right, let's get started!
After several stops, the old woman still didn't sit down and stood in the car. Grandma's sweat wet her forehead, her eyes were empty with fatigue, her hands clung to the car pole tightly, and her body kept shaking with the car body. When I want to get off at four stops, I think I must give my seat to the old lady at the first time I get off. Well, it's decided!
However, what I didn't expect happened: when I was about to get off at a stop, the old woman staggered away with her legs. I looked at the old woman, my heart tingled, and a sense of shame crept into my heart, unable to calm down, just like a boat on the magnificent sea.
On the way home after buying books, I couldn't calm down for a long time: if I were that grandmother, I would definitely blame you! Thinking of this, I lowered my head, as if carrying a mountain on my back, which made me speechless. I can only turn pale and feel ashamed. A gust of wind blew, and the grass and flowers swayed in the wind, as if they were extremely dissatisfied with me; Trees rustle along the road, mixed with birds singing, as if accusing and laughing at me. That afternoon, the sky was blue, the air was fresh, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, but I couldn't be happy in this beautiful scenery. If I do it again, I will definitely give my seat to grandma without hesitation. But, but, time is gone forever.
That day, that day, that thing, that silence, the back of the camel, I can't forget for a long time. On that sunny day, a boy bowed his head on the road and said nothing, feeling very guilty.
In the sixth grade, let the true feelings show naturally.
"Red cherry, green banana", another year has passed. Looking at the flowers blooming and falling outside the window, the sun gently sprinkled all over the earth, and my heart suddenly felt warm. In my childhood, I was full of love and companionship. Mom, it's good to have you.
On a hot summer night, the sultry air permeates every corner, and the lights are still on in my room. Looking at a pile of unfinished homework, I feel anxious and worried, even afraid of the unknown tomorrow. At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and a faint wind blew in from the outside, which calmed my mood a little. Then, with the light footsteps, a faint fragrance of mung beans wafted, refreshing. My mother came. She bent down, carefully put down a bowl of mung bean soup and quietly walked out of the room. At this time, my mother seemed to think of something, hurried back, gently opened the next window, touched my head, and then went out. A cool breeze quietly blew through my face outside the window. I took a sip of mung bean soup, which was fragrant and cold, and I drank it for a long time. I picked up a pen, immersed in the love of my parents, and had the courage to work hard.
With the increase of grade, learning becomes more and more arduous. In my spare time, I chat with my classmates online. One day, a friend named Xin added me as a good friend. Through communication, I found that she seemed to know me very well. Gradually, we got to know each other. Whenever I have troubles, I like to chat with her. For example, today, the teacher criticized me for not listening carefully. How should I face it? I quarreled with my mother again today. She never understood me. What should I do? She always listens patiently and tells me what to do seriously. After a long time, as long as I saw her head in black and white on the Internet, my heart was empty.
Once, I played with my mother's mobile phone, and my curiosity drove me to log on to my mother's QQ. Who knows that there is a good friend named "Daughter-Sheng Sheng never leaves". I clicked on the interface and saw the chat record inside. I was shocked. Isn't this the "heart" of adding me as a friend? It turned out that my mother was so concerned about my growth that tears flowed out without warning. I didn't mean to expose this beautiful lie, but I tried my best to round it up.
"But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." I am glad that I grew up in deep love in my childhood. Mom, it's good to have you!
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