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Below is the composition of Chunyu for sixth grade that I compiled. You are welcome to learn from it and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to everyone.
Chunyu sixth grade composition 1 I love spring.
I love the splendor and loveliness of spring, the vitality of spring, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, but I love the drizzle of spring even more.
The spring rain is very thin.
Yesterday evening, when we were doing radio exercises, it started to drizzle in the sky.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish", it hits the face, it feels cool and very comfortable.
The rain in spring is very dense.
I was attracted by the soft and dense spring rain.
It is as light as ox hair, as thin as a flower needle, like filaments, densely woven diagonally, moistening the earth.
So beautiful!
This reminds me of a poem: "The apricot blossom rain makes my clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling it."
The dense spring rain nourishes everything in the world.
It brings joy and joy to people!
The rain slowly became thin and light.
My friends and I happily ran to the playground to feel and appreciate the poetic rain.
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The rain in early spring is different from the rain in other seasons.
It's thin, dense, small, and cool!
Facing the continuous spring rain, you don't seem to feel its existence.
It fell to the roof, like a layer of white gauze.
It fell on the branch, and the branch danced with it in joy.
It fell into the river again, and the river rippled... The rain stopped, the sky became so clear, the air became so fresh, the branches seemed to have been washed by water, and the road became extremely clean... I love
Continuous spring rain.
It's so beautiful!
Chunyu Sixth Grade Composition 2 The weather has been cloudy these days, the sky is foggy, and the spring breeze has become chilly.
Today, the weather is still like this, the wind is blowing so cold, and it always feels like it's going to rain.
During the second period, a light rain actually fell from the sky. This was the second spring rain this spring. This spring rain was really different. It came "singing"... I was in the classroom at the time.
I was correcting a wrong question when I heard the classmates shouting: "It's hailing." I hurriedly ran out to take a look, and saw small crystal clear ice particles falling in the wind, sliding down from the sky like meteors.
When it fell to the ground, the small ice particles were round and like a naughty doll. They bounced up again after falling to the ground. It was so fun.
These ice particles hit the leaves and glass, making a brushing, brushing, brushing sound. When stepped on, they made a clicking sound, and it hurt a little when they hit the face!
When school was over, I found that these small ice particles had grown a little bigger, and they fell densely on the car, in small white pieces and small piles.
The small ice particles are getting denser and denser. They seem to be running fast on a highway. From time to time, they will run up to my face to say hello to me, and they will run on my body and hide and seek with me.
The weather gradually warmed up at noon. The small ice particles all turned into water in the air and turned into small raindrops. They rustled down from the sky. The small raindrops fell in the puddles and plopped and plopped. The small raindrops hit the ground.
On the glass, ding ding, ding ding... How about it?
"Isn't Miss Chunyu's singing beautiful? I think it is very beautiful, because it is the most beautiful song sung to Mother Earth. Chunyu Sixth Grade Composition 3 In the morning, I don't know when, it started to drizzle. I held an umbrella,
Walking briskly and in a good mood, I walked on the way to school in the morning. Although the rain stopped, the sky was still gray when I was in the third period.
There was a flash of lightning, followed by deafening thunder, as if Father Lei was playing drums to exercise, and then Sister Yudrop started to cry as if she had been criticized. The raindrops fell to the ground like threads.
Oh! Those are the petals dropped by the spring girl in a hurry. It quietly moistens the fertile soil and gently wakes up the sleeping grass. "Shashasha" - this is the footsteps of spring and the laughter of spring.
. Drops of rain are like little paratroopers, falling from the sky, and then falling safely to the ground. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, hitting the eaves, making a ticking sound, like a sweet song flowing from the eaves.
A row of rain curtains blurred my vision. I walked in the rain and stuck out my tongue playfully to taste the taste of spring rain. Walking in the spring rain, I looked up and felt the spring rain fall on me.
It feels very cool on my face. The spring rain is a gentle melody, a bright song. The rain falls like fine yarns all over the sky, bringing green hope to the earth.
Spring Agent Room.