Whether in school or in society, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and convey knowledge and information. Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? The following are 7 essays from the third volume of the second volume of sixth grade that I compiled for you. I hope they can help you. The third volume of the sixth grade, Part 1

There is such a story in Australia. There is a boy named Dan. One day, he went up to the mountain to cut firewood alone, but was bitten by a poisonous snake on the way back. Thumb, so he cut off his toe with a wood chopper, endured the severe pain and walked back to the village, finally saving his life. This is giving up, but also cherishing: giving up your toes, but getting your life back. Life is truly precious, but love is even more valuable. If it is for freedom, both can be thrown away. Life and love are both valuable and worthy of being cherished, but freedom is more valuable than both. "For the sake of freedom, both can be thrown away" What kind of atmosphere does it convey! "Rounding" is a mathematical method that elementary school students deal with. I don’t have to mention the steps, but everyone knows that “let go of the small and take the big.” Similarly, in life, you must measure the size of things and weigh the pros and cons before making a decision. Like what I said above, “little boy Dan” Cherish your life, so you gave up your toes, but got your whole life in exchange. The flood fighters who fought against the floods in 1998 resolutely gave up their small homes because they cherished the country's security, and put the country in their hearts. During the SARS period in 2002, countless angels in white devoted themselves to the battle against SARS. Because they cherished the lives of patients, they gave up their own safety!

"Cherish" and "abandon" seem to be contradictory and opposite, just like the back and blade of a knife - they will never meet one day. But they are complementary to each other. In many commercial movies or novels, there will be such a plot: the hero and heroine who are deeply in love always avoid the other because one of them is terminally ill. When the terminally ill protagonist leaves, he always says silently in his heart, "Because I love you, so I choose to leave you. Is it because they don't love each other? No. On the contrary, it's because they love each other deeply and cherish each other." They don't want the people they love to know that they will die soon, and they would rather they believe that they are heartless, cold-blooded animals. This is how life forces you to escape. A great magician. He allows us to constantly learn new things and learn to cherish them, but at the sweetest time, he forces us to give up those precious things. But time is the best doctor. The scars in the heart are healed. Giving up is beautiful, and cherishing is also beautiful. Although we are often unwilling to give up, please remember: every time we give up, we will get something more worthy of our cherishment. The third composition of the sixth grade volume. 2

I remember that there was a time when I was a child, and I lived at my grandma’s house. There were many chickens in my grandma’s yard. I stared at the chickens every day, with their golden color and pointed beaks. There are also some colorful cockscombs that can’t stop chirping day and night, but I like them.

But I am afraid of them every time I go out. Why? I. I was afraid that if they bit me with their sharp mouths, I would get sick, because my mother said that if a dog bites me, I will get sick. Once, my mother and grandma went to the market, and my grandpa and I were left at home. Grandpa had work to do in the outer room. I was still playing with toys by myself, and there happened to be a toy that looked like a chicken, and it made noises when I pinched it. I thought to myself: Will a real chicken make noises when I pinch it? Just as I was thinking about it, my grandpa asked me to feed the chickens.

< p> It was the first time in my life to feed chickens. The chicken coop was dirty and smelly. I put on my shoes and carried the chicken food to the chicken coop and found them sleeping. I was surprised and opened my mouth wide! Not yet. I have seen chickens sleeping. I went to feed the chickens who were not sleeping. Every step I took was like walking on the edge of a mountain cliff. Those chickens were very cute, but they were also very aggressive. I quickly asked my grandfather to come over and help me. Seeing my grandfather feeding the chickens so skillfully, I thought to myself: I must succeed.

The chicken food in my hand became hot. , and then feed the chickens like grandpa. At this time, the chickens seemed to smell the fragrance of the food and woke up. A lot of chickens came to me, as if I was their master, they were everywhere. Follow me wherever you go. I scatter chicken food all the way, and they eat the chicken food awkwardly, as if they are not afraid of me at all, and I play happily with them.