Sixth grade composition 1 There is a teacher. He is a talented, humorous, strict, selfless and fair teacher I know. He is my Chinese teacher, Miss Guo.
Miss Guo is tall, with bright eyes and dark hair, not long, but neatly combed. The teacher not only talks with us about study, but also about anything we are interested in.
When Teacher Guo sent me to the school road team, I chatted with the classmates of the road team. After leaving school, we talked about the plot in the game. While we were chatting happily, xu teacher suddenly came over and asked, "What are we talking about? Tell me. " When he saw that we all stopped talking, he said, "Are we talking about games? Never mind, learn to relax! I am also very interested, tell me! " We told Miss Guo about the game we were talking about. He was very happy after listening to it and asked us, "Do you know how the cutscenes in that game were made?" I only know which company did it, but I don't know how. He told us in detail the scientific knowledge of three-dimensional film making and so on. We all listened very carefully.
Teacher Guo is such a teacher. He never sheltered any students, but every student made a mistake, and he would try to make the person who made the mistake make up and correct it. He is very talented and often tells us some ancient poems and famous sentences. He is also fair, and every time he criticizes us, we are convinced. This is my teacher, the best teacher.
The rabbit is a common domestic animal. It is very gentle, with a pair of red eyes embedded in the face, like two rubies, plus a unique three-petal mouth and a pair of long ears, which is really pleasing.
There are many kinds of rabbits. The smallest rabbit is a mini rabbit, which is said to fit into a teacup. There are bigger rabbits. It is amazing that a rabbit raised by an old German man is said to be half his height.
Because rabbits are likable, many people regard rabbits as animated characters, such as prison rabbits, benny rabbits and miffy rabbits. Even the zodiac animals have rabbit places!
Rabbits are good at barking. They express their feelings by barking. Complain when you are dissatisfied with your master's behavior or another rabbit; Scream in fear or pain; Rabbits purr or gently grind their teeth when they are satisfied ... all kinds of things.
Rabbits also use actions to express their ideas. When the rabbit is angry, it will stand up on the toes of its limbs, and the action can last for ten seconds. This is a very strange sight. When the rabbit sleeps on its side, it means it is safe. If the owner doesn't disturb it, it will soon enter a sweet dream. When a rabbit relaxes, it squats, which is when its muscles are most relaxed.
Rabbits divide territory in a unique way. It's just the shit they pulled out, which makes people feel incredible.
The rabbit is so innocent and lovely! I like rabbits very much.
My favorite tree is willow. When I think of willow, I think of He's well-known Tang poem "Singing Willow": Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of moss hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. This poem describes that the green willow is carved into a piece of jasper, the drooping willow branches are like green silk tapestries, and the thin willow leaves are masterpieces cut by the spring breeze.
In spring, willow is the first tree to sprout. When there were only bare branches left in the buttonwood tree, the willow tree was awakened early by Miss Chun and put on a new "green coat". At first, from a distance, there was only a little hazy green on the willow branches, which was the bud that the willow had just issued. With the approaching of spring, the leaves of willows are getting longer and thinner. Seen from a distance, the original light green has now turned into a thick green tulle skirt.
In summer, the willow trees by the park lake are another beautiful scenery. The dense willows are like putting a green necklace on the lake. The breeze blew, and the willow branches swayed with the wind, just like a group of green fairies dancing. At this time, the song of cicada came from the tree: "cicada, cicada, better tomorrow, cicada, cicada, prosperous time!" " "Under the dense Liu Yin, someone is playing chess, someone is chatting and someone is fishing. Enjoy the shade of willow trees in summer, what a leisurely summer scenery!
I really like beautiful willows!
Respecting others is a virtue, and being respected is a kind of happiness.
Students are in the period of independent personality formation, and they all hope that they can be respected by others and learn to respect others. It is easy to respect others in daily life, such as sincerely saying thank you when you get help from others and apologizing when you hinder others ... but respect is also easy to be ignored, just like offending others with your own dirty words, mocking classmates' weaknesses, being left out in the group or society, and so on. These are all manifestations of respect for others. Respect is nothing more than being polite to others and satisfying their self-esteem. Respect is nothing more than giving respect to others and expecting others to respect themselves.
There is a famous saying: "If you want others to respect yourself, respect yourself first, and if you want others to love yourself, love yourself first." I think this sentence means that if you want others to respect yourself, then you must respect yourself. If you want others to love you, you should love yourself first. I think it's true in life. Some people just don't know how to respect, which leads to bad interpersonal relationship and cold respect. It seems like a big deal, but it's easy to do.
Everyone is equal. Only when you respect others first will others be kind to you, so that society will be harmonious.
Spring is not like sultry midsummer, nor is it like late autumn with fallen leaves; Spring is not like severe winter, it is a season full of vitality, as beautiful as poetry. Therefore, I like this beautiful season.
Spring rain rustles underground, like ox hair, like filaments, carefully woven diagonally. Spring rain is a gift from Miss Chun to the earth. This seems to be a magical potion. Suddenly, the grass is green and pleasing to the eye, and the flowers are beautiful, which makes people feel that spring is full of vitality and beautiful spring. Full of incomparable vitality.
Grass and flowers greedily suck the continuous spring rain, lean out their little heads and look at the outside world curiously. Sitting on the lawn, looking from a distance, a piece of green scenery came into view, turning over a poem, saying, "Flowers are more and more charming, shallow grass can have no horseshoe", which makes people feel like riding a fine horse for a walk on the vast grassland, which has a unique flavor.
The ancients said, "It's not cold to blow the willow wind", and the spring wind blows gently and kisses people on the cheek. The wind has some earthy fragrance, mixed with the smell of grass and various flowers, giving people a refreshing and warm atmosphere. It brushed the river gently, and the waves on the river fluctuated slightly, as if a smile had opened.
I love spring!
Sixth grade composition 66 1 is a festival for our children; June 1st is a happy day! This June day has been with me for thirteen years. In a blink of an eye, I am already a sixth-grade student. In a few weeks, I will enter the gate of junior high school, and our childhood will be gone. Every June day in my six-year primary school career seems to have happened yesterday, but what I remember most is Children's Day this year!
The day before June 1st this year, our school held a wonderful performance in the evening. At six o'clock in the evening, the performance began. The first is the brass band performance in our primary school. After playing for about ten minutes, the first program began!
Look, the first program is the cheerleading team in our school. They dance very well, and every movement is beautiful! The second program is "Love You, Hug Me" danced by Class 1 (2) children. At first, a group of people surrounded a little girl. I think that person should be the main character. They dance very well and are first-grade children. I really admire them! I watched the fourth program "Children are Birds". This song was sung by the daughters of two teachers. One of them didn't sing very well because his voice broke while singing, but the other child sang very well. I watched it for about an hour and then went home. I never saw it again!
The next day, I realized that I regretted not watching it yesterday. I don't have Children's Day now, but I have released the seeds of Children's Day.
Sixth grade composition 7 motherland, hello!
We are all descendants of the Chinese people with yellow skin and black eyes, and we are all your loyal children.
Over the past 100 years, from the Anti-Japanese Liberation War to the establishment and modernization of new China, you have experienced many pains and setbacks, and now you are rich and strong.
Hello, motherland, hello, motherland!
In the process of socialist modernization, you are not afraid of difficulties and hardships, and you are nurturing the growth of hundreds of millions of children with hard-working hands.
Hello, motherland, hello, motherland!
In particular, the devastating earthquake that hit Sichuan last year displaced hundreds of millions of children. If one side is in trouble, all sides will support it. Only in your arms and mind will this hymn of love be reflected. Although there were tears in your eyes, you didn't cry. Let thousands of children in Qian Qian rebuild their homes and feel your warmth.
The drought in five provinces and cities in southwest China this year has also touched the heart of the motherland, because she doesn't want any of her children to suffer.
Water, water, water, the source of life, emergency allocation of relief materials, so that the elderly and children in the disaster areas have water to drink and food to eat. Heaven and earth are ruthless, and it is love for the motherland that makes us confident to live.
Hello, motherland, hello, motherland!
If the mother is in pain, the child will feel distressed. When the child suffers, the mother will feel worse. In the mother's arms, we will live a peaceful and happy life. In the big family of the motherland, we will help each other and build the motherland more prosperous and strong.
Hello, motherland, hello, motherland!
I am proud of you, I am proud of you!
The new semester has started again, and in a blink of an eye, I am already a junior one student. To my relief, this is a new beginning, and I welcome a new deskmate.
On this day, I went to school to report with my schoolbag on my back. The teacher arranged a seat for me and found that my deskmate was a boy. He wears a pair of glasses and looks very quiet. After getting to know me, he became crazy and outspoken.
The next day, I went to school and found him making up his homework. I said casually, "Hey! What are you doing? Be careful that the teacher will punish you when he sees you, haha! " He immediately said to me, "Go away. When the teacher saw me, he said you asked me to write. Haha, I said you didn't tell me there was this homework. See how you do it. " I found that he became more and more mean.
That time, I just touched his clothes, and he swore like a bitch. I ignored him and continued to do my homework. He is still cursing, and I don't care much about my image. In a blink of an eye, I became a bitch and swore. We were still cursing each other, when the teacher came, and we finally stopped, ending the swearing time.
Deskmate, please don't do this, we want to be civilized teenagers!
It will be the Dragon Boat Festival in forty days. Every year, in order to let me eat zongzi early, my grandmother will hand out sticky rice early. My hometown is the Zongye Festival on April 28th of the lunar calendar. Grandma bought zongzi leaves and made all the preparations for making zongzi.
On the first day of May, every household sticks a cow and hangs mugwort leaves. My mother twisted the five-color thread into a thread and tied it around my sister's neck, wrist and ankle. I heard from the old man that it was evil spirits. This five-color line to ward off evil spirits is stipulated, and the colors are red, yellow, blue, green and purple. My mother folded a piece of cardboard into handmade zongzi, then wrapped it in the same five-color thread into beautiful colors and hung it on my belt buckle. Neighbors praised handmade zongzi for its beauty.
The next day, it's time for grandma to make zongzi. Grandma got up early in the morning to wash glutinous rice, washed the leaves and dates, and wrapped them with her mother when they were ready. It will be wrapped in less than a moment. I can't wait to eat. Grandma said, "You can't eat it until it's cooked." I said, "How long will it take to cook!" Mom said, "Two hours." What a tough two hours!
After a while, I smelled the fragrance of zongzi, ah! It smells good. My mouth is watering. I finally waited for two hours. I ate zongzi with relish, with my thumb in my hand. Ah, I really want to keep the Dragon Boat Festival!
There is a mountain behind the sixth grade composition 10, which is full of pine trees.
Green is common in winter. Personality is the kind of green that is particularly green and bright. In spring, you may not think so, but in winter, you will find them very lively and lovely.
Snow girl came, and she slowly scattered the snowflakes in the flower basket. Snowflakes fell gently on the pine tree. It seems that freezing is not allowed. Put on your hat gently. I don't even want to cover the quilt. Afraid of hiding the lovely green.
In winter, it is snowing heavily, the north wind is blowing, the road is covered with thick ice, the trees on the roadside are full of silver flowers, and the buildings shine like Yin Hui. Where is Song Ke? Still young and tall, he looks like a very horizontal young man. Tell the snow; "come on I am not afraid of you! " Loose, very tough. The greater the snow, the less afraid he is. The greener, the brighter. It's like fighting to the end.
But in the end, it is more likely to be a cold wind. When the cold wind blows, it is biting cold, which makes them stagger and even break branches and throw them into the valley. However, as soon as the cold wind passed, the pine trees stood upright again and became greener. They just didn't fail, and then they said, "How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" Pine trees look so green, so strong and so lovely because of the wind and rain.
Ancient painters love to paint pines, orchids, bamboos and plums because they all have a sense of justice, and they never forget their responsibility: let the wind and rain hit them and never fail.
1 1 Today's weather is really good, the sky is clear, birds are flying, and the air is particularly fresh.
Xiao Ming and Xiao Li are walking on the road after school, talking about their homework. Suddenly, they saw that the trash can next to it was full of garbage and there was a banana peel hanging on the side of the bucket. Xiao Li said, "Xiao Ming, look, now those brothers and sisters are littering, and the trash can is nearby, but they just won't go any further and throw the garbage in." Xiao Ming, why don't we put these rubbish back in the trash can ourselves? " Xiao Ming turned his head with his hand and closed his eyes like a rest. He thought of an idea and said, "Xiaoli, you put the garbage in the bucket first, and I'll write something." "Good" Xiaoli replied.
Xiaoli carefully put the garbage back into the bucket by hand. Xiao Ming is prone on the ground, with a pen in his hand and a big piece of white paper written on it. After a while, Xiaoli picked up the garbage, looked at Xiaoming and said, "Hey, Xiaoming, what are you writing?"? You haven't finished it for so long? " Xiao Ming said, "All right, all right." As he spoke, he stuck the white paper around him with the double-sided tape in his schoolbag and slammed it on the trash can. There are six words written on the white paper: civilization-only one step away. Xiaoli clapped her hands happily, gave a thumbs-up and praised Xiaoming, saying, "You are really a smart classmate."
Time is the substance of life, so we must learn to cherish it. Use the limited time to read more knowledge, don't waste every minute.
We can seize this day, this day is perfect, so we should make it full of happiness. Don't let me regret wasting my time for yesterday. This day is the best to grasp and the easiest to lose. Don't idle away your time and lose your most precious youth!
We can't waste our time, nor can we waste other people's time. If wasting one's time is to slowly let go of one's own blood and commit suicide, then wasting others' time is to kill others invisibly, which is a crime and not good for others.
Life is the most precious thing for people, and everyone's life is only once.
A person's life should be spent like this:
When recalling the past, I will not regret wasting my time, nor will I be ashamed of being mediocre. When I die, I can say, "I didn't waste time-energy-life." I put all this into my life's career. "
Don't be idle, white and sad!
Sixth grade composition 13, Mid-Autumn Festival.
Night, very quiet! A full moon like a jade plate passes through the clouds, and the faint moonlight shines on the earth.
We ran to the roof with lanterns and candles. On the rooftop, the bright moonlight shines on the children's happy faces and looks very cute. We sat on the bench, enjoying the beautiful moonlight and tasting the delicious moon cakes. We were very happy. At this moment, a little girl came and sat on the bench and recorded this happy moment. The gentle moonlight shines on the little girl's quiet face and looks beautiful. Just as we were happy, a breeze blew and blew out the candles. We had to rekindle the candle.
The night gradually darkened, and people's laughter broke the silence of the night. The stars in the sky blinked naughtily, and the moon opened wide and looked kindly at the green grass, much like a polished silver plate.
The moon rises gradually, and she is dressed in white gauze, quiet and serene, gentle and generous. Her silver face, through the treetops, left a gentle smile. Ah, how beautiful the scenery of the stars holding the moon is, how much like a mother telling a story to her children, and the children are intoxicated.
How beautiful the night of Mid-Autumn Festival is, which left a deep impression on me.
Sixth grade composition 14 Beibei, come on! Send lucky money. I was absorbed in watching TV when my sister came to me and said happily. I took the red envelope and said thank you like a chicken. In the evening, I picked up the red envelopes given to me by my grandparents, uncles, aunts and parents, and counted them under the flashlight. I charged 2700 yuan! I was so surprised and happy that I almost cried.
How should I use this huge bill? Let me buy a PSP by the way! Oh, no, one costs more than 10 thousand yuan! Alas, I can only look at the ocean and sigh! Hey, by the way, I want to buy a bike. Last time, my beautiful bike was only 1000 yuan. Yes, that's it. Talk to mom tomorrow.
The next day, my mother and I came to the street, but my mother said to me, "You can buy whatever you want today." Then when I heard it, my heart was filled with joy. I jumped three feet high. I laughed all the way. At this time, we came to the gate of Xinhua Bookstore and said to our mother, "Come, let's buy books."
Wow! There are so many books here! I walked into the children's book section. Suddenly, I took a fancy to Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and opened the book. The golden eggs in it are so exciting that I can't put them down. When 56 yuan suddenly appeared, I thought of the old saying that many a mickle makes a mickle, and decided to let my mother put the rest of the money in the bank. Ten years later, I can do a great thing.
Ah! Lucky money is great!
15 Every time I see a mother bird feeding her child with her small mouth on TV, I think of her love for me. The person I want to thank most is my mother, who gave me too much selfless love.
At ordinary times, my mother takes good care of my life and study, buys me delicious food and clothes, helps me solve problems and grow up together. In the summer vacation, no matter how busy my mother is at work, she will try to find time to take me to travel and let me feel the world and nature.
One thing impressed me the most. I remember once when I was a child, I got pneumonia and was admitted to the hospital. During the day, my mother held me for intravenous drip, afraid that my little hand would touch the needle, and at night, I was afraid that I would touch the trocar on my little hand. The next day, I felt the pain of needles again. My mother watched me all night and didn't sleep until I got better. Looking at my tired mother, I feel very sad. I thought to myself: I will listen to my mother and study hard in the future, so as not to let my mother worry about me. This incident made me feel my mother's deep love for me.
I love my mother, and I want to thank my mother more. I want to be a grateful child, study hard and repay her in the future.