In daily study, work or life, everyone has written compositions, and they must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Writing compositions is to cultivate people’s observation, association, imagination, thinking and important means of memory. Do you know how to write a good essay? Below are 5 essays I compiled for you in sixth grade. They are for reference only. I hope they can help you. Sixth grade essay on knowledge and experience Part 1
April 28th was a beautiful spring day. On this day, our school held the 20xx Spring Sports Meet.
We came to school in the morning. As soon as we entered the school gate, we saw bright banners, fluttering flags, and flying balloons. The atmosphere on the playground is so warm, and the teachers are making final preparations for the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, and everything is in order.
Following the announcement, each class quickly lined up and entered the waiting area, which was crowded with people. As the entrance music played, the scene became lively. As for me, as the host, I am both looking forward to and nervous. I am looking forward to watching the performance at the opening ceremony and nervously preparing my lines.
Each class’ phalanx entered the venue, and each class’ phalanx entered the venue in neat steps, wearing the characteristic costumes that reflected the country they represented. Some were dressed as Egyptian pharaohs, some were dressed as Brazilian football players, and some were pretending to be residents of Mauritius. Each class was very unique. Each class walked along the runway and passed the podium, marching in neat steps and shouting their own slogans. Some classes have a very special slogan: "Be fast and have a handsome temperament." I couldn't help laughing when I heard this ridiculous slogan.
After the square formation, Director Zhou and Principal Chen both sent warm blessings, which attracted applause from the students. Amidst the sound of the salute, the opening ceremony performances began, including unicycle, dragon dance, martial arts performances, cheerleading... These performances were all very exciting, and the students unanimously applauded. Especially the martial arts performance made the students feel the momentum, breadth and profoundness of Chinese martial arts.
The wonderful opening ceremony kept us entertained. Before we had enough, time flew by quickly. Immediately following the opening ceremony was the intense progress of various competitions. The members of each class fought bravely on the competition field, tried their best, and tried their best to win honors for the class. Every athlete is constantly surpassing themselves, and the Olympic spirit of faster, higher and stronger is well reflected. The runners are like arrows, flying quickly to the finish line; the high jumpers are as light as swallows, hoping to jump higher; the long jumpers are like rabbits, crossing the record lines. What impressed me the most was a runner who accidentally fell. Instead of shouting or checking the injury, he rolled on the spot, got up and continued running, even though the expression on his face was distorted by pain.
In a day's competition, many people win and some lose. As the host, when I announced the results of various competitions, I saw more of the indomitable spirit.
This sports meeting is very grand and entertaining. It inspires the students to fight bravely. I like this feeling. Sixth grade essay on knowledge and experience Part 2
I had a very fulfilling and happy National Day holiday this year, because our small press group had activities again, and we participated together with the young reporters from Qingdao. On the first day, we and a group of young reporters from Qingdao set off to Swan Lake. There, we watched a wonderful magic show. Each magic trick made people feel so magical and incredible. Maybe this is the charm of magic. Bar! Afterwards, we also watched a wonderful circus performance. Watching the clumsy and vicious black bear walking on a tightrope and the majestic tiger pulling a cart, my mouth never closed. We also saw the largest artificial reservoir in Asia: Guangnan Reservoir. At a glance, you can't even see the edge, it's very spectacular.
Today, I finally understand a word: incredible. The next day, we went to the first discovery well in North China in the morning - Huaba Well. It no longer produces oil and has become a stone tablet with an introduction to Huaba Well and the circumstances of digging the well engraved on it; then, We went to Tuo 11 Well, the first thousand-ton well in China, which is now also a stone monument. The uncle worker also explained to us in detail the contributions of these two wells. In the afternoon, the moment that all our little reporters have been waiting for has come. In order for our little reporters to develop and grow better, the little reporter team invited us a famous reporter-Teacher Yin Xiangjing to give us a lecture. After listening to Teacher Yin’s class, I There are many gains: First of all, you have to like being a reporter in order to do what a reporter should do. As my father often said: do what you do, love what you do; and as a reporter, you must be passionate about everything. They are all curious about the novelty; they must also learn to judge the priorities of events; they should not be too rigid when interviewing and hosting, but they must be flexible when encountering things, etc. After class, the young reporters surrounded Teacher Yin. Everyone communicated with Teacher Yin and asked Teacher Yin to sign. Teacher Yin also gave us a lot of encouragement and support. In the evening, we also had a friendly tug-of-war game with the young journalists from Qingdao on the beach of Qingfeng Lake. Everyone was barefoot and had a great time playing on the soft sand. As a result, I was extremely happy and sad. At the end of the game I found out that I had lost my press card at some point. I was very sad. Teacher Chen told me that it didn’t matter and I could just get another one. I was very happy.
I was very happy and joyful from this activity, and I gained a lot, which I couldn’t learn in school. This year’s National Day was very meaningful for me! Sixth grade essay on knowledge and experience Part 3
On National Day this year, we came to Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province. We also came to the famous Qiandao Lake here. On the way back, I learned about the history of Qiandao Lake.
Qiandao Lake was originally a reservoir in Chun'an County, Zhejiang Province. Built in 1959. It submerged three towns in Chun'an County: Hecheng, Shicheng, Weiping Town, Chayuan Town and Port, 1,377 natural villages in 49 townships, 307,838 acres of fertile farmland, and 255 urban industrial and commercial enterprises. Continuous mountains and ridges submerge into the lake and become islands of various sizes, with a total of 1,078. It looks like 1,000 islands. So it was named Qiandao Lake. It is 100 times the size of West Lake.
There are many interesting things on Qiandao Lake. For example: There is an island called "Lock Island". There are many strange locks on it. For example: "Happy Lock", "Wisdom Lock", "Concentric Lock", "Friendship Lock", "Merit Lock" and other locks filled with good wishes and blessings. It contains two of the most famous locks in the world. One is the largest lock in the world. It is made of gold. There are two locks in the world. One is in the hands of a very rich man, only for himself and his family to appreciate. The other one is not for sale here.
Another of the most famous locks is the smallest lock in the world. It is on the white hair of an old man and is now in the museum on Seo Island. It's really only as small as a hair. You have to use a 100x magnifying glass to see it. Isn't it amazing? There are also various locks in the museum, such as "fish lock", "Guang lock", "chastity lock", "Pipa lock" and other strange-shaped locks. Legend has it that the "chastity lock" was a lock used by people in ancient times to lock women's virginity.
What is the most famous specialty there? Can you guess it? That's a freshwater pearl. There is a small area dedicated to the development of freshwater pearls. Why is there only a small area for development? That's because excessive development of freshwater pearls will affect water quality. You can drink the water there directly, because it is the Nongfu Spring that everyone often says "Nongfu Spring is a bit sweet"! The Nongfu Spring we drink is water directly bottled from Qiandao Lake. Are you surprised? Residents here drink water directly from a kettle or cup.
I won’t introduce you to the specialties here one by one. You can experience it yourself when you have time! Sixth grade essay on knowledge and experience Part 4
The sky was overcast and the wind was blowing.
To be honest, I really don’t want to go out in this kind of weather---maybe it will rain in a little while. But we still have to go to school and have to go out. I was riding my bicycle towards the school. At the first intersection, I saw a thin and medium-sized student wearing my school uniform, sweating profusely, running over. Next to him was a short, thin man. An old lady with black and white hair. As I rode, I looked at them and heard their conversation. "I want ten yuan." The old lady was stunned, holding a cane and asked hurriedly: "Child, what do you want so much money for?" He said very angry and fiercely: "You don't care what I use it for, it's just for school materials." It’s free, stop talking nonsense and get the money!” The old lady stood helplessly, feeling a little panicked, choking with tears in her eyes. She took out a Zou Baba bag from her faded clothes, opened the tightly wrapped bag, and counted with her thick hands: five cents, one six cents, one yuan, two yuan... After counting, With trembling hands, he handed the money to his beloved and only grandson, but his grandson grabbed the money without hesitation, turned around and walked away, cursing: "Really, this old woman is so annoying. So slow. ' And the old lady could only watch her grandson take the money and walk away. When the grandson was gone, she slowly walked back with a cane. I thought to myself, "He should take the money." It's not about buying information. If you want to buy information and ask for money from your family, there is no need to use this tone and attitude. I think he used his family's money in a bad way. Just at the second intersection, I saw him again. He was with a few young people with afros, and they were talking foul language. They were looking to go to the Internet cafe. Only then did I realize that the money they asked for from my family was for going to the Internet cafe. It was just as I expected. So, I hated those students very much, and I thought for them: Our parents found money to support us, paid for us, and sent us to school. The money they earned was hard-earned, but they used excuses such as "buying materials for school" to defraud them. Use your family's money to go to an Internet cafe. I feel really bad for them. At this time, I looked back at the old grandma. He was stroking the sweat on his forehead while struggling uphill. At this time, my heart felt a little heavy. At this painful moment, it started to drizzle. The old lady once again stretched out her rough hands to block the light rain. I feel worried for my grandma, and I also see her love for her children and grandchildren. But why is God unfair to her? She has a grandson who is so heartless to her, and her grandson deceives her money to go to an Internet cafe. I choked up thinking about this. The old lady looked back at her grandson from time to time. At this time I was moved by the power of love. In my mind: "Oh", I continued to ride to school. Wow... the pouring rain soon started, and people were running and shouting in the rain. Those who went to work went to work, and those who went to school went to school.
I hope this rain can wash away those almost numb souls and bad deeds.
I believe that the city after the rain will be beautiful, very beautiful. Sixth grade essay on knowledge and experience Part 5
When it comes to National Day, what do you think of? watch TV? Going on a trip? NO! NO! NO! None. Among the National Days I celebrated, the happiest one was the onion-plucking activity.
On the morning of National Day, I finished my homework and had nothing to do, so I went to Bei Loop by myself. Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed in my eyes - isn't that grandma? I saw my grandma using a shovel to loosen the soil in the vegetable field under the scorching sun. Then she bent down and pulled the green onion seedlings out of the soil one by one and piled them into a pile. Clearly visible beads of sweat flowed down her face. Could it be that this is a new generation of pulling out seedlings to encourage growth? Even if it is, there is no need to pull out the entire onion seedling from the soil. I asked my grandma with a confused look: Don’t I still have a lot of green onions at my grandma’s house? Why do you still need to pull out the green onions from the soil? Grandma said: When winter gets colder, onions growing outside will freeze and no new shoots will grow, so they need to be pulled out. Oh, that’s it. It’s so fun to pull onions, so I want to pull them too. Grandma readily agreed. After saying that, he bent down and pulled it out. Humph, I don’t believe I can’t compare to grandma, I thought to myself, and pulled it out not to be outdone.
It seems that labor is not as simple as I imagined. Pulling onions seems easy, but it is actually very difficult. I always bend down and straighten my waist. After working for a while, I felt tired, my back ached, and my hands cramped. It took a lot of effort to pull out all the onions, but I still had to put them next to the car. This is not over yet. My grandma and I pulled out the old skin and dead leaves of the green onions. Only then will the green onions be considered qualified.
Time passed in minutes and seconds. By the time I finished pulling out the onions, it was already noon, and I still had to load the onions into the car and take them home. Pulling a car is also a chore. The weight of the car and the onions was about four times my weight. If it hadn't been for two wheels, I wouldn't have been able to lift it back even if I knew how to separate myself.
This National Day is really happy. Although it is very tiring, I understand one truth, that is - labor is the most glorious! Labor is the happiest!