Time is ruthless, and it will take everything away without leaving any trace of passing; Years of affection will always leave some memories after bringing something, reminding people of the most emotional and weak part in their hearts. Let's share some 6 words about the years, hoping to help you.

The composition of 6 words about the years 1

Looking back, it is only rusty. -Inscription

Touching the bark, this thousand-year-old tree leaks a bit of oblique shadow, and the green is like a little bright light, making a beautiful umbrella. The trace of age has been the most authentic proof in it, vicissitudes and sadness. The old tree and the forest are originally one, but under this proof, each has its own truest self. The wind blows continuously, the leaves rustle, and the smell of years is accompanied by woody, which has carved a trace of mark on the trees.

The sweetness and taste of bean curd dispersed in the air, which changed people's sad mood. After many years of experience, the tofu pudding shop appeared in a familiar scene. At the door where people come and go, green wet spots are attached to the side of the stone platform. When the sun shines, I feel very dirty. But is this the fault of the slate and the guilt of the moss? No one can solve the problem that the iron pot of tofu pudding knocks out a long echo.

the wind is approaching, the sun is shining, the red flag is dancing, and it also shows some traces of rust. The black spots climb up the maple leaf little by little, which is beyond recognition at first glance and can't be explained clearly. The falling maple leaves fluttered, were blown by the wind and fell to the ground, and finally found a place to stay. That's rust, dark and dirty rust. You desperately devour life, regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, and you take away your vitality and vigor.

Qingshi Road, stone escalator and flat land are all declining and turning blue. The falling leaves are fluttering, proving a certain life. In this sad autumn, we want to end this trip. Everyone will get rusty and black. You can't stop it, but you can bathe in brighter sunshine and breathe fresher air, which will make you have unlimited life and more meaningful.

the sky is eternal, the earth is eternal, but people are not forever! Rust is a warning to people and a gift from time. Among these mountains and forests, time is the most beautiful sight. Every leaf, every flower at the peak of that moment, began to decline. But the withering of a flower is actually for the next flower season. So, always remember that there is no eternal night, only the dawn of the future.

where there is no sunshine, the rust expands, devours everything and covers the truth. Waiting for the next wise person to discover and prove ...

6 words about years 2

Life is getting more and more prosperous every year. Years pass by little by little.

-Inscription

Years always pass by like a meteor. Unintentional people think that time has left nothing, just like a shooting star has left nothing. And you will find that time has left us many gifts, just like meteors in the sky. After the meteor crossed the sky, there was still a faint imprint. And the imprint of time is the gift of time.

Look at the white hairs on the grandparents' heads. They are the gifts of time. Look at the wrinkles in the corner of mom and dad's eyes. They are the gifts of years ... When I go to Qiu Lai in spring, the flowers bloom, and I don't know it. I have spent more than ten years in this world. Over the past ten years, I have learned a lot. Similarly, I also got many years' gifts.

When I am faced with difficulties and setbacks, years have given me strength, courage and calmness. It said to me, "Everything is instantaneous now, and everything will pass. As long as you face it bravely and firmly, you will surely overcome all difficulties." Everything will pass, please believe that happy years will come. "

Time has given me love: the love of my grandparents, fatherly love, maternal love and friendship ... also let me learn to love others, and let me have a kind heart and a grateful heart.

Time has given me knowledge, which has enriched my life and made me know the truth that "knowledge can change my destiny".

Time has taught me to struggle and let me experience the joy of seeing the rainbow after the storm. Let me know: "Sunshine always comes after the storm".

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Time has given me many, many gifts. Mr. Zhu Ziqing, a great writer, said in "Hurry": "Counting silently, more than 8, days have slipped away from me; Like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow. " Yes! A drop of water in the sea has no sound and no shadow. But when a drop of water falls into the sea, it will produce ripples on the water surface. And these layers of ripples are the gifts of years.

6 words about the years 3

"Books are the ladder of human progress". Since ancient times, books have been sought after by countless people, and books are inseparable from us.

The years are long and boring. When I was a child, I always felt that life was boring and cold. I lacked a torch to illuminate me. Only when I searched for it, I found that "the man was in the dim light", and it was a book.

Books are good teachers and friends, accompanying my growth and recording my little things.

When I was very young, I couldn't read, so I asked my parents to read to me. With the passage of time, I have grown into a young man with a little literary talent, and I know more words gradually, so I naturally read more books. From The Journey to the West, I read about the difficulties and obstacles encountered by the four Tang Priests and apprentices in the Western Heaven. From Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I read the heroes in troubled times. From China literature to world literature, reading How Steel was Tempered, I read Paul's revolutionary ideal of never falling behind. Reading Gone with the Wind, I will always remember the last sentence in the article: "Anyway, tomorrow is a brand-new day." From ancient times to the present, from the east to the west, books have always accompanied me to grow day by day, telling me Qian Qian's absolute truth, being my lifelong teacher and my inseparable friend.

"People's influence is short and weak, while books have a wide and far-reaching influence." This is the famous saying of Russian poet Pushkin. A book will be read by thousands of people in Qian Qian, and everyone will pass on the spirit of the book like a spark. Therefore, the book will affect the lives of thousands of people in Qian Qian.

merciless years are blessed with books. In these merciless and long years, books always light up our way forward like lamps, making the merciless years warm and the long years full. Books, like a gentleman, convey their good conduct to us, which is beneficial and harmless.

May we move forward in the ocean of books.

May we have our own space in the world of books.

May we soar freely in the sky of books and fly to a wider world.

6 words about years 4

Under the bright starlight, I recalled the years that we walked together in the night sky.

-Inscription

When we were young, we used to ride bicycles to catch up with the sunset. Or on a summer night, spread a sheet on the grass in the community, lying on it and counting the stars in the sky; Or chasing in the jungle, you put a crown on my head with branches, and I also folded willow leaves into whistles to make sure they can blow before giving them to you. We walked through the childhood together.

as we grow up, our friendship deepens, but occasionally we quarrel over trifles. Remember that March, we went to fly kites together. The wind is strong in spring, and the kite flies on the tree fork and the thread is broken. Looking at your anxious expression, I took off my coat, divided by three times five and climbed up the tree. After coming down, you scolded me: "Why do you want to take risks? You are much more important than my kite! Don't do this next time, okay? " Hey! Walking with you, I realized that you are also very kind to me. I will cherish these years.

time flies, and it's adolescence. You have a good relationship with your family, but I am deadlocked with my parents. Every day, I have repeatedly sounded the alarm and set up a defense line, but I still bear the cost of defeat, city damage and soldier death. Every time I can't stand it, I will knock on your door. Every time I listen to your persuasion and hold your warm hand, my heart will feel better, and my war at home will be reconciled by you. Broken hearts are pieced together by you bit by bit. Thank you for walking with you during this time!

I still remember that time, when my parents were away on business, I was alone at home, and I read your name over and over again in a high fever. Really thank you for coming. Later, I took the medicine you brought and drank the boiled water, and my body got better little by little. When I got up the next morning, you brought me delicious food again. I was so happy with your company.

It's late at night. On the top of the mountain, two figures snuggled together and made a wish by watching the passing meteor. To tell you quietly, my wish is to be with you forever.

Thank you for the years we have spent together. It's great!

composition about years 6 words 5

Early in the morning, the morning light polished the sky. Looking at the white rice porridge that is still steaming on the table, my thoughts drifted back to the past.

What I dreamed of most when I was a child was a bowl of white rice porridge made by my grandmother. Although there is only some white rice in the porridge, it is not easy to burn.

The water rushes away, scouring the crisp white rice. White rice slipped through the fingers along the current. Every grain of white rice is like a chubby doll, full and very comfortable under the sunshine. Sunshine and water flow complement each other, and a kind of tenderness hangs over this peaceful picture.

"Grandma, haven't you washed it yet?" A childish voice came.

"Not yet. Be patient if you want to eat white rice porridge." Grandma's unique kindness soothed my impatience.

finally, it's time for the rice to be cooked. The white rice can't wait to pour out like a waterfall and settle in that old iron pot. Scoop a few more spoonfuls of water, and you can turn on a small fire and cook slowly. At first, only a few small grains of rice floated on the water, and soon the water turned to boiling, and the little fat dolls danced waltzes without learning. Just like washing rice, it takes a lot of time to cook rice.

The sky turns pale yellow, light red and then dim yellow. Even the blooming sunset can't stop the temptation of white rice porridge. After waiting all afternoon, I finally looked forward to the moment of boiling. In a flash, the fog rises, the water vapor is fragrant with white rice, and the cool breath of spring water is still attractive. I handed the small bowl I had already prepared to my grandmother, and looked at the rice porridge in the pot eagerly. Grandma smiled and gave me a spoonful. Seeing that I didn't think it was enough, she kindly added my bowl to half. I smiled at my grandmother and immediately turned around and held white rice porridge.

In today's metropolis, it is always difficult to go back to my hometown several times a year because of the heavy academic work. Such a pleasant enjoyment cannot be tasted from time to time.

I have the chance to go home once in a while, and finally I can taste the long-lost taste, so I can't help but feel happy. Grandma's voice reminds me: "Is it delicious?" "Well, it's delicious." I looked at grandma's kind smile as always, and a warm feeling came to my heart.

The taste of time has gone through many vicissitudes, but its essence will not change after all, because what is in it is unchanging love.

6 words about years 6

When I was a child, I always expected to grow up quickly, but when I grew up, I imagined going back to my childhood. Youth is gone forever, time is like running water, grasp happiness! On the big banyan tree by the river, the cicada monkey is calling for summer, and there are irises on the swing beside the stadium. A nursery rhyme filled with memories flashes in my mind all the time. I can still remember the joy of playing hide-and-seek with my partners in Yuan Ye when I was a child, and the joy of paddling with my partners in a small stream. When I was a child, everyone played freely. Do you still remember when we were reading ancient poems? We were sitting in the Yuan Ye, and the growing cattle were eating grass around us. Everyone was happily reciting ancient poems there, and the wind gently crossed everyone's hair. It was very leisurely, and I felt a sense of accomplishment in my heart. I was very happy!

Youth is green. It is like a melon seedling in the hot summer. The hotter the temperature, the more lush it grows. He should not be timid because of the extreme natural environment. On the other hand, the more extreme the natural environment is, the more luxuriant he will grow, and the green and shining seedlings will look particularly eye-catching under the direct sunlight. Green is like youth, and youth must have such obvious spiritual qualities, and the more frustrated it is, the more progressive it is. In addition, we have to learn and train his quality, and his quality is very worthy of our good study and training. Youth must be this kind of green, and green has the driving force of endless progress.

In the happy time of youth, everyone should understand the preciousness of youth and cherish every minute. Sweat in youth and work hard in youth. Youth doesn't have to haggle over how much you work hard, just know how much you have achieved. If you have a dream, you need to chase it bravely. Only when you chase it can you succeed. If you don't chase it, you will never succeed. The most important thing is to have the spirit of perseverance. No matter how frustrated you are, if you persevere, there will always be a moment of victory. You need to be sure that you are a tumbler who can't be defeated all the time. You need to believe in yourself. Cheerfulness and confidence are the most splendid part of youth, and you will never hesitate to complete it.

oil! Youth is in your hands. Don't let time pass, cherish the happy time now!

6 words 7

There is a beautiful saying: Music is a state of mind.

When reading this sentence, Zhou Zhiping's "That affair" was playing in the walkman. The dull music came up, and suddenly an impulse stirred in my chest, and soon subsided, and then my thoughts flew away without a trace.

I can't live without singing, just like the temptation of fame to men, beautiful songs always make people deeply trapped.

I was fascinated by Little Tiger in primary school, but I was saddened to learn that they had already been dissolved. I often jump and sing with a few enthusiasts all day long, and "butterflies fly!" Boys don't cry ... "

Life in junior high school is busy. I always like to listen to one or two songs in my spare time, and I love to sing. Although I can't sing, I can't help it. I always hum a few words in places where no one is around. On the third day of junior high school, the pressure suddenly came over. I heard that my favorite band was coming back. I quickly found the song, which was still bright and fresh, but somehow, I didn't feel and feel the same as I did a few years ago.

I seldom listened to songs in the last few months. One rainy day, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night for no reason, and there was a vague rain and fog outside the window. Bored, I turned on the tape recorder and turned it down. Jeff Chang Shin-Che's "Don't be afraid of my sadness" was playing. At first, there was silence, and then a string of pearls hit the jade plate. It was very soothing and dull, and the song sounded, "I haven't heard from you for a long time, and no one has come to talk with me for a long time", which seemed like a talk. I suddenly found that how long has my heart not been moved? A feeling of forgetting came to my mind.

why did you forget? Is it a series of trials? Is it a huge pressure? Still see a few times.