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My little friend's sixth grade composition
In daily study, work and life, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is the composition I collected for you in the sixth grade of Little Partner Primary School, for reference only, and I hope it will help you.

My little friend's sixth grade composition 1 She is a handsome little girl. Two small horns are braided with green bows, and two big jewel-like eyes shine under two thick black eyebrows. She is my best friend-Qiu Hong.

As neighbors, we played together all day when we were young. When I grow up, I am in the same class and deskmate. She likes to help her classmates rather than talk more. But it seems to cut the gordian knot and never hesitate. There is one thing that I can't forget for a long time.

One day at noon, the students were studying in the classroom when there was a crunchy sound. The whole class looked back and found that Li Guiguo had broken a piece of glass with a bamboo pole.

The teacher came to the classroom with a smile on her face. She swept the classroom and suddenly "sunny" turned into "sunny". The teacher said angrily, "whoever breaks the glass will stand up automatically!" " "I asked several times in a row, but no one answered." Teacher, Li Guiguo broke it with a bamboo pole. "Qiu Hong stood up and said matter-of-factly. The students' eyes suddenly focused on Qiu Hong.

After school, several of our female classmates walked home with Qiu Hong in their arms. Along the way, I asked Qiu Hong, "Qiu Hong, when you sue him, you must be on tenterhooks. What are your plans? " Qiu Hong said seriously, "It is right to warn him not to damage public property. I don't want anything. "

My little friend composition I have a good little friend in grade two or six primary school. His name is Zeheng. Zeheng's little face is embedded with a pointed nose. A pair of big eyes are shining under thick eyebrows, and black eyes are turning proudly.

Zeheng has a hobby, that is reading. There are countless books in his bookcase, and all the books are filled with his bookcase. There are comic books, composition books, military books, joke books and picture books in his bookcase ... Zeheng buys books with pocket money, which is very supportive by his parents. Because of this, Zeheng's classmates nicknamed him "bookworm". His famous saying is: reading can not only enrich your extracurricular life, but also improve your writing level.

Zeheng also got this nickname, because he is sometimes "fascinated" by reading. I remember the last time, the teacher talked endlessly, and the whole class was listening carefully. One of my classmates, Zeheng, stared at the book under the desk. The teacher found out and told him to stand up. He didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't respond at all. Finally, the teacher patted his desk and he knew the teacher was calling him.

I can't help it My little friend Zeheng is such a bookworm.

Growing up, there are joys and sorrows every day, and some impressive things are hidden in my heart and become my secrets.

I remember I had a good friend when I was in kindergarten. When I'm naughty, I often talk to him secretly in the quilt, and I don't sleep when I eat candy rewarded by my teacher during my lunch break. We thought I would go unnoticed, but I didn't expect to meet a tiger in the mountains. Finally, the teacher found out and was punished by the teacher. We were scared to tears. Another time, while we were playing on the slide, we were in high spirits and laughing all the time when we suddenly heard screams. It turned out that I skated too fast and knocked him down, causing him to fall into the mud. His face is as dirty as a big cat and his knees are bleeding. And there is a big hole in the pants, and the underwear is exposed. Everyone couldn't help laughing. He also felt very embarrassed and sad.

I haven't seen him since I graduated from kindergarten. Think of me at that time. I am really rude and ignorant. If I have the chance to see him again, I will definitely say sorry to him.

My children's lives are like candles, and friends are like wicks in candles. Only a wick can light a lamp, just like keys, locks, candles and hearts. ...

Bright black hair, bright eyes, cherry-like mouth and round face make you more energetic in sportswear. This is my little friend, a helpful little friend! I remember that day after school, it suddenly rained cats and dogs, because I was in such a hurry to go out in the morning that I forgot to bring my umbrella. While I was wandering in the classroom, my little friend Xiaodong came up with an umbrella and said to me, "My umbrella is big. Let me take you home. " I quickly picked up my schoolbag and walked to the door. Xiaodong propped up a "sunny day" for me with both hands. Arriving at the door, I found Xiaodong gave me all her umbrellas to keep me from getting wet, but she got wet herself. I said to Xiaodong, "Your clothes are all wet. Come to my house for a change before you leave, or you will catch cold. " Xiaodong said, "Nothing. My body is great. Just taking a bath won't bother me. " Say that finish, Xiaodong turned and left. Looking at her distant back, I feel very warm in my heart. He always says that he thinks too much about others and too little about himself.

The umbrella in rainy days holds up a "sunny day" for me, and my little friend is like a lamp in the dark, illuminating the road ahead for me. ...

My little friend is a cheerful little girl. She always wears a princess braid and her bright eyes twinkle under her eyebrows. She is my good friend Xiao Yan. She loves reading very much, and she is an out-and-out book fan. In her bookcase, there are many books: 100,000 whys, Journey to the West, Water Margin, up and down for 5,000 years, and my deskmate's enemies. I'm crazy about reading. Watch it at school at noon and at home. I heard that dreaming is also related to books.

Once, her mother told her to buy oil. She just replied, yes. Picked up the book and read it with relish. After a while, I went to her house again and saw Xiao Yan reading a book, so I asked, "Hey? Xiao Yan, what are you reading? " "Up and down for five thousand years." "Say what?" I can't hear you clearly because Bian Xiao speaks in a low voice. "Up and down for five thousand years!" Her voice rose several decibels. At this moment, her mother heard it and came out of the room. She happened to see me and smiled and said to me, "Oh, Xiaoying! Come to be a guest? " "Aunt! I am here to be a guest. " Her mother saw Xiaorou still reading here and asked, "Xiaorou, did you buy oil?" "Oh, no, I'm going to buy it." Maybe Xiaorou is still immersed in the book and even bought a bottle of soy sauce. Her mother and I laughed and said, "Xiao Yan, you are such a little book fan!" "She is not only a little book fan, but also likes playing basketball! Sometimes I lose track of time when playing basketball, and sometimes my mother asks her to go home, but she still refuses to go.

This is my little friend Xiao Yan.

The little friend's sixth grade composition 6 is out of school. On my way home, I saw my little friend. I jumped out of my mother's car to play with her. Mom said, "You play for a while, 10 minutes." I see. Playing 10 minutes will arrive soon, and I'm going home. There is a puppy not far from home. There is a bone in front of the puppy. The puppy ran quickly towards the bone.

The puppy and I ran in the same direction. I thought the dog was chasing me, so I ran to the door of the tall building where I lived. The puppy thought I was going to grab its food and ran after me. After a while, I saw the puppy seem to have left, so I walked out of the door. Alas! I dare to close the door when the puppy is one meter away from me. I saw the puppy through the glass. It seems to say, "Come out and give me my food back." I didn't notice it at all, so it had to leave in frustration. Seeing the puppy go, I also hurried home in case the puppy ran back to chase me. When I got home, I thought it was a good thing I didn't get caught up by the puppy.

Look at Zhang Shan's stupidity! But "all that glitters is not gold" Zhang Shan's hand is very clever! If you don't believe me, listen to me.

On one occasion, I bought a piece of yellow mud from the market, so I took Zhang Shan to my house and took out my newly bought clay figurine, the county grandfather. Zhang Shan looked at it and said, "Well, it's really like a nine-grade sesame official." I put my right hand on Zhang Shan's shoulder and said, "Dude, just look for this!" Zhang Shan nodded, held the clay figurine in his hand from my desk and observed it for a while. Then pick up the yellow mud and roll, rub and knead it on the stage. The body of the county grandfather was born three times and twice. He picked up a meat cleaver and carved words on his arm. Zhang Shan looked left and right, looked up and down, scraped off the uneven places, and carved some patterns on the county grandfather. He picked up a piece of yellow mud, rubbed it on the table and rubbed it again. This is the head of the county grandfather. Zhang Shan grabbed the meat cleaver and carved out the five senses of the county grandfather completely. In a short time, a funny and lovely county grandfather was born. He made the iron wire into an official hat and finished his work. I, Zhang Shan, said, "Dude, you are really capable of Zhang Shan!"

Later, Zhang Shan won an award. Finally, I worked hard at home to be a clay figurine. I once asked him, and every time he helped me patiently.

I gave Zhang Shan a nickname "Mud Warrior Zhang", and I said to myself, "We should inherit the Mud Warrior Zhang and surpass it.

My little friend Grade 6 Composition 8 I have a good little friend. She is kind and sincere. Whenever I open the floodgate of memory, I seem to hear her sincere words and see her bright smile. Everything seems to have happened yesterday, and that special New Year card has also become a witness of our friendship. As time goes on, Mika will last for a long time. She is my deskmate Cao Keying.

She is a lovely little girl with big watery eyes, curved eyebrows, a pointed nose, a small mouth, a mushroom head and very black hair. She looks smart and naughty.

She is best at playing table tennis. Once, when I was in physical education class, my classmates played basketball, badminton and table tennis. The highlight is my table tennis match with Cao Keying. At first, I thought I would beat her, but after several games, Cao Keying beat me three times in a row. She plays table tennis fast and hard, so it is not easy to beat her.

Another time, my brother and Cao Ke and I were running in our yard. My mother said, "One, two, three run!" "My brother and Cao Keying and I ran out like arrows, and it took a long time to reach the finish line, only to hear my mother say," The first one is Cao Keying, and the second one is Wang Tiansu. "It seems that I lost to her in running again, and I am really unwilling. I said, "Let's compete in writing. "So, I competed with her to write, and finally, like the last player, she won the first place again.

This is my best friend, a little girl who is excellent in all aspects. We have established a sincere friendship together.

My Little Partner Composition 9 Everyone has his own partner, and my partner is Jiang Xinzhen. I get along with him day and night, and now I have become inseparable friends. He is very helpful.

Once the school was almost over, and everyone was very excited, but Teacher Ye came in combatively. Doing homework on the blackboard gave us a bolt from the blue. It seems that these striking types come from hell, but what can I do? Now there is only one word to do in everyone's mind, and everyone will change instantly when they pick up the pen. The robot swished to write. Not to be outdone, I picked up a pen and began to do it myself, and I finished it soon. Seeing that everyone is working hard, I narcissistically said: I am really good! I went to hand in my homework at once, but when I came back, I was disappointed and found nothing. Wrong confusion. Everyone else went home one after another, and I was worried and sad, and tears were coming down. The wind blew the pages open, and I felt very lonely and helpless. At this time, Jiang Xinzhen passed by and asked inexplicably, what's the matter? I want to say it with a bitter face, but I can't say it. It seems that I don't need to tell him what is going on. He said, nothing. I'll teach you how to do it. "My mood suddenly relaxed a lot. He opened the book and pointed to his mother. He told me every detail clearly. When I was still ignorant, he told me slowly without impatience. Finally, I succeeded with his help.

He has gone through my primary school life, but in my ordinary primary school days, he left extraordinary memories.

Take a closer look at my little friend Tian Wenjuan, whose small round face that can be broken by blowing bombs is just like a goose egg; Look at her delicate facial features: her eyebrows are bent without drawing, her lips are red without pointing; High nose, articulate below, so cute! Although the ears are not big, they have seven points of flesh, and at first glance they are blessed.

You know, Tian and I used to be a pair of big enemies when we were in the lower grades. It can be said that it is the tip of a wheat awn. As soon as we met, we were either shy or punched each other. Anyway, we just can't be quiet. It is impossible to be quiet. A small dozen a day, a big dozen every three days. By the third day, as we grew up and became sensible, we became "friends" and became a pair of good friends who talked about everything.

With the growth of age, Tian's character became easy-going. Once, I hit her. She didn't cry as before, nor did she report to the teacher as before. She just patted me on the back when I wasn't looking, and then smiled and said to me, "You know what? If there is oppression, there will be resistance, and if there is' pay', there will be' return'! "

This is my little friend. Our friendship is sometimes sweeter than honey, but sometimes more bitter than medicine. ...

1 1 When I don't study on Sundays, I often stay at home alone. Because I don't like dealing with others often, my father bought a puppy to play with me. Since then, this puppy has become my little friend.

He likes playing with me very much and keeps jumping all day. It is black all over and has two upturned ears. If someone comes to my house, its little ears will stand up immediately, like a rabbit. It has a tail that is neither too long nor too short, and it only swings with its owner. It has four little feet and is very cute. I often touch its little feet. More interestingly, it can draw pictures for me. After its feet are covered with mud, it will draw plum blossoms on my floor. In addition, it has a habit that interests me more. It often drills around the house. At first I thought it was a chat. I didn't know it wasn't like this until it caught a mouse. When it is tired from running, it often sleeps on the ground. At this time, I often make it happy and make it fidget. Every day when I go to school, it follows me. On the way, it reluctantly leaves me and goes home.

Once, when I came back from school, he squatted on the ground and looked at me in dismay. It turned out that he was beaten by his father. At this time, it seems that it especially wants me to comfort it. As soon as it saw me, it wagged its tail and ran to say hello to me.

Ever since I had it, I have been very happy every day. I began to be lively and love to make friends.