Whether you are in school or entering society, everyone has the experience of writing essays, and you are very familiar with them. Composition is a verbal activity that is highly comprehensive and creative. I believe that many friends are very troubled by writing essays. Below are 10 sixth grade story essays that I have collected and compiled for reference only. Let’s take a look. Sixth Grade Story Composition Part 1

Summer is here, and I stand on a peach tree and look around. Everything is shining, and all kinds of fruit trees are already full of fruit. I was hungry and jumped up and down in the trees, scaring away all the birds that lived in the trees.

I looked up to the sky and laughed, holding on to the branches and swinging to another tree. This was a pine tree with several squirrel friends living on it. My arrival made the squirrels tremble with fear: "You "Who are you?" I took a big bite of the peach core that I couldn't bear to throw away, and said with a playful smile: "My ancestor is Monkey King, the Monkey King!" See you, squirrels! I was not hostile, so I moved closer and said, "We squirrels are just like you, we like jumping on trees." We came to the field together. This was my first time out of the forest, and I was very excited! I saw a few children. They were holding a strange box-like thing. Some human voices came out of it. I couldn’t understand what they were saying, but the boys kept laughing.

I laughed too and looked back. Those squirrels are gone! I ran to look for them, and suddenly, I heard their voices, which came from under my feet. It turned out that I stepped on them. They are too short, and a few tall grasses block the squirrels. We decided to go back.

At a fork in the road, the squirrels climbed up a lower pine tree, and I followed another path back to the forest. When it got dark, I jumped on the banana tree and enjoyed the food happily, even though the dance on my body made me very uncomfortable, even though I was still worried about my destination, even though the moon was not bright tonight. But I understand that I have friends.

Tonight, the moonlight is dim, but fireflies will light up the entire starry sky. I know, I know, I'm a wild monkey. One day passed...

Sixth grade: Jia Haobo's sixth grade story composition 2

One day, the sun hung in the sky as usual, and the sun gently touched the earth, the grass and The flowers also showed their little heads one after another and opened their smiling faces.

At this time, a Ferrari was speeding over from not far away, with its head raised high, wishing it could be lifted to the sky, with eyes full of disdain, passing by Even the cars in the car dared not look directly at him. Suddenly, a white pickup truck ran past here with a trunk full of cargo. I was so anxious that I accidentally bumped into a Ferrari. "Ouch!" Ferrari yelled. "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I walked too fast and accidentally bumped into you. I'm so sorry." Pica apologized and gently helped Ferrari up, with a guilty expression on his face. "Loss of money!" Ferrari dropped this sentence abruptly. "Ah? I just touched you because I didn't want to. I won't have to pay for it. Besides, you weren't hurt anywhere." Pika said with his head lowered. Although the sound is very small, it can still be heard clearly. "Oh, let me tell you, why are you like this? You clearly hit someone and you still don't know how to repent. With a broken car like yours, it's already pretty good if I ask you to pay for it. Don't push me further!" Let him preach. "I...I...I have already apologized...I still have to rush to deliver the goods..." Pica's eyes were filled with tears. "Ferrari, I'm not telling you, don't look down on others, okay? You think you are valuable and elegant, but are you valuable? People's pickup trucks can carry a lot of goods and provide a lot of help to the people, but what about you? Isn't that right? It's just a 'vase', is it worth showing off so arrogantly?" Yueda Kia couldn't stand Ferrari's insult to the pickup truck and stood up for justice. Ferrari lowered his head, pondered for a while, and said hesitantly to Yueda Kia and Pica: "Well... you don't need to pay the money... I..." "Okay, okay, Ferrari, from now on. Don't judge people by their appearance, and don't be too mean, let's all still be good friends!" Yueda Kia said happily. The shy Pica cautiously extended his hand, and Ferrari also extended his hand, and they smiled happily.

We should not look at the world through colored glasses. We should look at the world through colorless glasses. Story composition for sixth grade 3

Shakespeare once said, "Books are the nutrition of the world. Life without books is like no sunshine; wisdom without books is like a bird without wings." I like this sentence very much, because in my dictionary, books are the nutrients that saplings need to absorb, the milk that babies need to suck, and the air that people can survive. I like reading, it is something I must do every day. Because I fell in love with it, my knowledge became richer and richer, and I fell in love with writing essays.

Since I was two and a half years old, I have loved reading. The books I read at that time were only a few thin pages with a few words. In my eyes, those words were strange symbols, and what attracted me were all brightly colored pictures.

I remember that I had a few very special books. Whenever I went on a trip, I would always take them with me, and then I would take a pen and write, draw, and scribble on them. After the trip, my mother would wipe off my dirty books with a magical wiper. As I grew up, I realized that the books my mother bought for me were called pocket books.

After I was six or seven years old, I became obsessed with fairy tales - "Andersen's Fairy Tales", "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "365 Night Stories"... Why can only Cinderella wear her glass slipper? Why can a frog turn into a prince? Why is Rapunzel's hair so long? Why does an ugly duckling turn into a beautiful white swan? Every time I read it, so many questions pop up in my mind. There were several times when I fell asleep while watching, dreaming that I was dancing and singing in the palace wearing glass slippers and formal attire, eating steaks on gold plates, and drinking drinks from silver cups. Now, I finally found the answer. The world in fairy tales is beautiful. It promotes truth, goodness and beauty. It allows us to sow the seeds of beauty and kindness in our young hearts.

As I grow older, I like reading more and more, and I am involved in more and more aspects. "One Hundred Thousand Whys" solved many doubts for me, and "Five Thousand Years of China" and "Sister Hu Tells Historical Stories" helped me understand China's humanistic history. There are also many literary books, which allowed me to appreciate the magic and beauty of Chinese language. "Ximi", "Thatched Cottage"...especially "The Four Great Classics" impressed me the most. Among the novels Every character is described so meticulously and vividly, and the description of every scene makes me feel like I'm actually there.

Now, books are my best friends. When I am sad, reading can help me eliminate my worries; when I am happy, reading can make me happier inside! Books are the source of my happiness and my inseparable good partner.

In my house, you can see books at any time! There are books at the door of the house, next to the computer, on the sofa, on the chair, in the bedroom... there are books. The place with the most books is in my room, on the bookshelf, on the desk, on the bay window, on the piano, in the cabinet, and in five big boxes. They are all filled with books. I think I can open a small library at home.

My favorite weekend is when the family gathers in the living room and reads a book together. Grandma likes to read books about cooking, and she wants us to eat more nutritiously; Grandpa likes to read fitness books, and he has recently become obsessed with Tai Chi; Dad likes to read books about business, just thinking about making money. ;My mother likes to read books on parenting the most, but I have recently become obsessed with yoga and like to read some books on psychology and yoga; what about me? Recently, I have become obsessed with geography magazines and have been attracted by the exotic scenery. Now, I have a wish, which is to travel around the world and write about this beautiful world with the pen in my hand.

I believe that my wish will come true, because children who love reading will definitely realize their dreams! Story composition for sixth grade, Part 4

Since I was a child, I have been bound to books. We are like natural brothers, sharing our strengths and learning from each other, telling each other our shortcomings and correcting them.

Many interesting stories have happened between me and books. Once: before going to bed at night, I read an extracurricular reading for half an hour as usual. This time, I read "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" . I continued reading what I read last time and read it with gusto. At this time, my father stepped into my room, and I turned my head away nervously, looking confused and at a loss (my father did not advise me to use my sleep time to read). When my father saw that I was not sleeping yet, he yelled at me: "Go to sleep!" (No matter what my father said, I did this every time, and he was starting to get annoyed). "Can you let me finish this?" I looked at my father with pleading eyes. "I don't object to you reading, but I don't agree with you reading during bedtime! Go to bed quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow." Dad taught me. In this way, I separated from my good friend. I lay restless on the bed and unknowingly entered the dreamland: there, my book friend spoke: "Hello, my friend." "Friend, I don't want to be separated from you!" "I don't want to either! Ah, but don't be sad. Your father is right. No matter how much you love me, you can't spend your sleep time watching it. I suggest you spend your free time and let's play together, okay?" Thank you, friend, I understand!" I said to the book with a smile. "Get up. Hey, I told you not to sleep most of the time. Look, you can't get up!" I immediately opened my eyes and started doing it, which made my father jump. "Dad, I'm sorry, I will never read while sleeping again." "I'm glad you understand. Let's have breakfast." I looked at the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and said to myself: "Thank you, my friend." When I have time, let’s play together!”

Book friend, you have taught me a lot. You taught me like a brother, thank you so much! A new day is still waiting for me. come on! Story composition for sixth grade, Part 5

In fact, my story with books so far can be divided into three stages. In the originally long and ordinary process of these three stages, my "three views" were formed, which was particularly three-dimensional during my growth process.

When I was young, I naturally didn’t understand what the Three Views were. I just heard from hearsay that there was such a thing. “My outlook on life has completely collapsed.

" was a sentence that we thought was very interesting at the time. When we said this sentence, we were completely aimlessly pursuing a new word, an Internet slang and hoping to be at the forefront of the so-called "trend". Of course, as for the three views It is an extremely huge aspect that we naturally do not consider. Satisfying one of our spiritual needs - happiness. Books have not really entered into my life, but the three views have a basic definition for me: what I do. The prerequisite is that I have to be happy. Yes, yes, I was so arrogant when I thought about it. I couldn't help it. Everything I thought at that time was too one-sided.

When I was a teenager, I was in the fourth or fifth grade. At that time, I was very glad that I really fell in love with books and realized that reading was the only way to improve my inner cultivation. I began to read a lot of books, and books also gave me the most beneficial reward-excellent performance in Chinese. There are advantages and disadvantages. As I read more books, I gradually began to behave like an "angry youth" due to a feeling of pride. I didn't learn the courage and perseverance of "angry youth" at all, but I hated them for no reason. This, expose that - just blindly angry and sad. I just understood what the three outlooks are: outlook on life, outlook on values, and outlook on the world. Immersed in this distorted mentality, I looked at problems, things, and people only for their own purposes, and ignored the kindness of human nature. I completely forgot the original definition of myself: I think I represent. Justice, to fight against this dark society. But it was all just my imagination. I wasted time creating a self-satisfying scene and doing nothing.

Now, I am stepping into the world. I can definitely tell this truth: no matter how old you are, reading and learning to enrich yourself is worth encouraging, and I am working hard to achieve it through reading every day. My dream - to be a writer, a writer who can arouse readers' emotions, and a writer who can use his pen to create a world of truth, goodness and beauty. In terms of three views, I vaguely have my own basic bottom line, which can be said to be good. Change, but also expansion based on principles. Nowadays, I cannot define the three views in words, because the three views are a process of constant reshaping, just like building a building. In the past, I did not understand the three views. Whenever I came into contact with new things, The original three-view building will be razed to the ground and rebuilt. And gradually, some of the things below have been finalized, and it is the things above that have been reshaped.

Books help me. Growth has helped me reach a level of thought that I have never reached before. The three views are only part of it. I will continue to study hard and open up new worlds of thought! Composition 6

My grandpa has a watch on his wrist all year round. He cherishes this watch very much. It was a plum blossom watch that my grandpa’s father bought in the 1940s, and it has been passed down to my grandpa for more than seventy years. The wind and rain of the past, and now the "face" is scarred, but the silver hour hand, minute hand, and second hand are still turning "tick-tick-tick", telling grandpa the time accurately. Once, my grandpa put his watch on the radio and it was delayed for more than ten minutes. Grandpa thought it was his mother, aunt and uncle who had broken the watch because of their naughtiness, so he gave them a severe lesson. This watch also has a story! In the 1970s, my grandpa's house was completely burned down by a fire, leaving nothing but this watch.

In the 1990s, my mother had a Shanghai brand watch. It had a golden watch strap, a round case, and golden hands. It was very beautiful. I heard from my mother that when she finally put a watch on her wrist, she felt so proud. She often pushed up her sleeves so that others could see that she had a watch. My mother once told me: When I wanted to buy a watch, my grandparents bought it after careful discussion. So my mother cherishes this watch very much.

I am not like my mother. I remember when I was in first grade, my mother bought me an electronic watch that I had longed for. There was a beautiful and handsome little girl on it. The cover was pink and the strap was pink. With this watch , I was so happy that I couldn't sleep a wink all night. However, due to my carelessness, water got inside and outside the watch, and the electronic watch stopped working, so my mother bought a watch. This watch is even more beautiful. There is a cute Mickey Mouse in the center of the watch, waving the flowers in his hand as if he is giving it to the winner. Grandpa told me: "Children, cherish your time and study hard! You have gone through a good era together!"

There are many stories about watches, and the stories about watches continue... Sixth Grade Story Composition 7

The first time I met you, you were extremely common among more than 50 people. Gradually, and I don’t know when, that slender figure kept appearing in my mind. It seems difficult to find you on the entire campus, just because you are a reading enthusiast. It seems that apart from the library and classes that can prove your existence, every time I see you, I will definitely tell myself that it is you! Passing by you, all that is left is a lingering fragrance in your slender hair.

I don’t know since when, it seems that I can’t leave you anymore. It seems that I don’t want to leave you anymore. I am so jealous when I see others “possessing” you.

For a competitive person like me, I can never allow others to surpass me, especially my friends. Seeing the teacher paying more and more attention to you, I always feel strongly dissatisfied in my heart, but I understand---you are not me. Exclusive items, you are a flesh and blood person. When I see it now, I still feel heartbroken.

You used to be insignificant in my eyes, but time has changed me, a very strong person. In front of you, I just want to cling to you like a child. Time is not forgiving, and time will always go by. Our best memories will soon become the past, and our greenest years will be sealed in this campus. When time does not stop, maybe there will be another one in another passing year. You and me. The scene of us walking arm in arm on campus will never pass, but the protagonists may no longer be you and me. I will never forget the scene of meeting each other under a beautiful tree, but the protagonist may not be you and me.

I thank you very much for being my friend. Thank you for your willingness to listen to my heart, thank you for your willingness to accompany me through these three years; thank you for your willingness to let me change; thank you for your willingness to forgive me; everything that has happened to us in these six years has been my growth. I will meet many partners on the way of growing up, but I feel unsure, why? Because I don’t know what kind of face is hidden under their mask. When you are willing to take off your mask, your eyes and smile become my best memories, but you, this quirky girl, become my biggest enemy.

Thank God, He allowed me to have you all the way! Sixth Grade Story Composition Part 8

The little white bunny and Beibei are good sisters. They live happily in the beautiful forest.

One day the baby said to Beibei: "There are so many little friends living with us in the forest, but when some friends are sick, we don't have a hospital to treat them. Look at them They are sick and uncomfortable, but we can't relieve their pain. How about we go to medical school to study medicine and open a clinic here after we come back?" After hearing what the baby said, Beibei said in agreement: "Well, This is really a good idea. In this way, we can help the sick friends, not only helping others, but also making ourselves happy." So they went to medical school to study medicine, and they returned after graduation. Arrived in the big forest and opened an animal clinic.

On the first day of opening, Uncle Xiong walked in holding his stomach. He said to Bao Bao and Beibei: "Two Doctor Rabbits, my stomach hurts like a needle. It hurts me so much. Please help me treat it quickly." "Okay, Uncle Xiong, sit down quickly." Come on, we'll check it out for you right now." The two sisters replied in unison. The baby put on the stethoscope, checked Uncle Xiong carefully and said, "Uncle Xiong, it doesn't matter, it's just you who caught a cold." Beibei took out a box of medicine in the pharmacy and said to Uncle Xiong, "Uncle Xiong, You can take this box of medicine three times a day, two pills at a time. After eating this box of medicine, your stomach will not hurt anymore! "Uncle Xiong was very grateful to them and said to them." Thank you, Little White Rabbit Sisters!" They said to Uncle Xiong, "No need to thank us, this is what we should do." Uncle Xiong returned home with a bright smile.

After Uncle Xiong left, Baobao said: "We help the little friends in the forest with their treatment. If lions and tigers come one day, we will become their meal." Beibei turned They rolled their eyes and said, "Why don't we put up a sign at the door?" So they put up a sign outside the clinic, which read: Tigers and lions will not be treated. Now the sisters felt much more at ease.

One day at noon, a ferocious tiger came over with his mouth covered. He asked the little white rabbit sisters to treat his teeth. Beibei said through the crack of the door: "You...didn't you see the door...the notice board outside the door?" "Yes, but my tooth hurts badly. As the saying goes, toothache is not a disease, the pain is really terrible. . Please help me cure it! I can't sleep at home, I can't sit still, and I can't eat well. When you cure my tooth, I'd better ask you to go to the forest. Have a big meal in the restaurant. "Sisters, look at me and I look at you. They looked at the pitiful look of the tiger, but still let him in. The tiger thought happily: Now, they are my lunch. I saw Beibei bringing a special bracket, opening the tiger's big mouth, and the baby got in and pulled out all the tiger's teeth one by one. The baby said to the big tiger: "Mr. Tiger, I can give you strong teeth tomorrow. Come back tomorrow." The tiger was walking on the road and thought: It won't be too late to eat them again when the teeth are strong tomorrow. After the tiger left, the baby said to Beibei: "The tiger will definitely eat us tomorrow. We have to find a way." Beibei said smartly: "I thought of it." The baby couldn't wait to ask: "What's a good way? Hurry up." Tell me." "Look at me tomorrow!" Beibei said confidently. The next day, the tiger came. Beibei used a special bracket to open the tiger's mouth, then got in and replaced him with new teeth. The tiger began to feel proud, and Beibei said loudly: "Mr. Tiger, you're not healed yet. I'm going to apply some medicine on you, so that your teeth will be stronger and whiter!" The tiger thought: After applying the medicine, they won't eat them again. Late. Beibei put special glue on each of the tiger's teeth, then jumped out and said: "Mr. Tiger, it's done, now you can close your mouth."

The tiger closed its mouth, showed a fierce look, and opened its teeth and claws to eat them. Beibei said: "We knew you would eat us." So we put special glue on your teeth and your teeth are glued together. "The tiger was very angry after hearing this, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what, and the harder he tried, the more painful it became. The tiger had no choice but to run away angrily.

The little animals in the forest know how smart the little white rabbit sisters are. After the deed, everyone came to congratulate me! Sixth Grade Story Composition 9

“Books are the ladder of human progress. "Gorky's famous saying is absolutely correct. There are many benefits of reading. Reading more can allow us to increase a lot of knowledge, improve writing skills, enhance reading skills, and enrich our imagination. So , we must develop a good habit of loving reading.

When I was very young, my mother would hold me on her lap after coming back from get off work, holding a storybook in her hand, and tell me. I always listen to stories with great interest, and whenever the exciting parts are told, I will clap my hands vigorously. In this way, I have an indissoluble bond with books.

Because I love reading. I often forget to eat and sleep. I remember that on a Wednesday night, I finished my homework and went to bed on time at 8:30. "Can Xiuzhen and Niuer be reunited? So she quietly slipped into the study in her pajamas. She picked up the book, opened it, and then tiptoed back to her room to read with gusto. At about time, my mother got up to go to the bathroom and saw the lights on in my room. She walked in and saw me still reading, and yelled at me: "It's already twelve o'clock and you are still reading. There will be no class tomorrow?" "My mother, who has always been very gentle, lost her temper with me, so I had to put down the book and go to sleep.

One of my favorite books is "The Secret of the Treasure Gourd". The protagonist of this book is a Primary school student Wang Bao. He loves to eat snacks and listen to his grandma telling science fiction stories. His grandma often said that if Zhang San and Li Si got the treasure gourd, they could do whatever they wanted. On that day, he had a fight with his classmates. Guanqi came to the river to fish alone. By chance, he got the treasure gourd. The treasure gourd helped Wang Bao catch fish, make advanced models, and help him complete his homework. Whatever he wants, he can achieve whatever he wants. With this treasure gourd, his performance in school has improved by leaps and bounds, which impressed his classmates. It also helped him show off his prowess in swimming competitions and easily qualified for the school team. Opportunity. However, Wang Bao gradually discovered that Bao Hulu was indiscriminate and only knew how to obey blindly, which made Wang Bao laugh and cry repeatedly. In the end, Wang Bao made a big mistake in the math exam.

Watch "Bao Hulu". "The Secret of the Gourd" made me understand: There is nothing in the world that comes without hard work. Only by working hard bit by bit can you reap the sweetest fruits. As Teacher Bu often said, "There is no such thing as pie in the sky, everything is possible." It takes effort. ”

Books are the “immortality fruit” of human civilization. Reading more can make people “immortal”, so we must read more and read good books in the future! Story composition for sixth grade 10

< p> It’s another sunny day. Qiqi has been enjoying this kind of life with clothes on his hands and food on his lips for a week. He is neither used to this kind of life nor likes it, because smart humans have a saying: "Easy." Lazy men come out of adversity, heroes come out of adversity. "Qiqi doesn't want to be a slacker and is ready to resume her old life.

When it walks out of the house for the second time, Baby YC always urges it to say its second wish so that it can complete its mission and return to the planet. Qiqi wants to do Something meaningful.

Unknowingly, after walking a lot, Qiqi was tired and walked into a simple room. The furnishings inside were extremely simple. A wealthy family. There was talk in the back room, Qiqi approached the door and listened carefully. "Doctor, what's wrong with Duoduo's leg?" "Douduo's parents, your child's legs must be cut off, otherwise the disease will swallow her life!" ""ah! "There was a sound, and someone inside obviously fainted, and that person was probably Duoduo's mother. This family is so pitiful! Qiqi's eyes were a little wet, and he walked towards another room.

This The room was very quiet, so quiet that it was terrifying. There was a girl lying on the bed, probably Duoduo! Her pale face showed helplessness and pain, which she should not have endured at this age. The pain she endured and her pale face could not hide the kindness and innocence of the little girl. YC Baobao told Qiqi that the little girl had her leg crushed by a truck while trying to save a child younger than her. Duoduo was a dance enthusiast. How should she face it? She is a good and helpful child. She always helps everyone around her, cares for them, and helps them. Duoduo opened her big eyes and saw Qiqi. She was not surprised. , scared, but looked very happy, his eyes suddenly became shiny, he sat up with difficulty, looked at Qiqi with a smile, and said: "Little mouse, you must be hungry!" There are cookies on my table! Qiqi understood Duoduo's words, shook his head and said, "Thank you!" Duoduo. "It's amazing, it's so fun. You can understand me and you can speak. How do you know my name?" "Qiqi smiled, the doctor's words rang in her ears again, and she trembled all over.

"What's your name? Let's become good friends!" "Okay, I'm very happy to be your friend. My name is Qiqi." "What a nice name!" Qiqi smiled bitterly.

The sound of footsteps sounded in his ears, Qiqi hurriedly said goodbye to Duoduo and left the house.