In life, work and study, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which is a verbal activity that people express their ideas in written form. You always have no way to write a composition? The following are seven essays in 6 words on warm topics that I have compiled for you. You are welcome to learn from and refer to them. I hope it will help you. A composition on a warm topic 1

From the moment Liu Xin appeared, he fell in love with fluorescent green and the incomparable symplectic warmth she brought me.

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She said that she is not a meteor, but Liu Xin. I said that you are not a passing meteor, but a bright and dazzling meteor, a meteor bearing countless fragments of hopes and dreams, and a meteor that can bring us infinite happiness and warmth.

Liu Xin is sometimes domineering and sometimes handsome on the stage, so he has to be afraid of three things. Sometimes cute, sometimes fresh, but very approachable. Sometimes with some humor and a little sexy, it is unpredictable. This is a changeable child interwoven by sensibility and rationality. One can't help but be moved and can't take his eyes off you. Even without the chip, you are still strong enough to go through a seven-year musical journey. You said that chips are your motivation and scenery, so let chips give you a green ocean! Give you a warmth!

Girlfriend, just like the EP named "I am your girlfriend", just like the song named "I am your girlfriend", just like the song called "My child". Hearing "The new road is bright, the real core company" will show ten teeth to make the chip's heart so warm, but the signature hand will not stop. The doctor says to operate immediately or insist on making the chip so on the stage.

son, remember that when you face the sugar brought by your child, but it melts due to the high temperature, you should also eat it and smile as sweet as sugar. I remember that when you heard that your child wanted a song belonging to Xin Xin, you immediately wrote a song "Xin Xin Xiang Yin, needless to say, tacitly"; Remember when the chip was bullied, you said. You always keep us so warm.

flowers bloom and rot, and snowflakes fall and disappear. I will hold your hand and watch the changing climate. I put you in my heart, friendship is longer than love, and I am happy and sad with you ... Thank you for making us feel warm and let the chip use time to go back to the seven years you missed.

when I grow up, my umbrella will support you. A composition on a warm topic 6 words 2

In the sea in my memory, many things were washed to the other side like sand and disappeared. However, there is one thing, such as a sail boat, which braved the wind and waves in this vast sea and moved me for a long time. That's my father sending me an umbrella in the rain.

it rained like a goose feather from time to time that day. Sitting in the classroom, I remembered that I didn't bring my umbrella, and I was very anxious. What can I do? I don't have any money on me now, and there is no one to send it to me. What can I do?

after a while, the drizzle like goose feather gradually turned into a downpour, which kept hitting the ground. I looked at the rain outside the window, more worried. Mom has to go to work, so she won't have time to pick me up. Grandparents are inconvenient to move, and it is even more impossible to come out in rainy days. Dad is not feeling well and is resting at home, let alone picking me up. Looking at the rain outside the window, my heart is cold, as if I saw myself alone in the heavy rain to go home.

when school is over, it's still raining heavily outside. I can only be very sad in the classroom. I feel that no one cares about me and I can only stay here alone. At this time, a voice of "Morning Core" sounded, and I looked in the direction of the voice. It was Dad! Isn't dad sick and resting at home? Dad came over and took me to the battery car, took out a brown raincoat and said to me, "Put on this raincoat first, or you will catch cold." "No, you are ill. I'm weak, you'd better wear it. I wish I had an umbrella. " I held up the little umbrella in my hand to my father. "No, you will catch cold. Dad is in good health. " Dad put the raincoat on me without saying anything.

It's raining harder and harder. My father is holding a small umbrella and taking me to ride a bike in the rain, which is very embarrassing. His nose seemed to be touched by something, and his breathing began to get bigger and heavier. It seems that my throat is stuffed with a big lump of cotton, and I keep making a "wheezing" sound, which looks very uncomfortable. I feel very uncomfortable in my heart. I really hope that the rain will be less and the way home will be shorter.

When I got home, my father was drenched, but he lied to me, saying, "It happened that the rain gave me a bath. You see, my father's health has all recovered, and the rain has washed away all my illnesses." The electric car that day was the boat with warm sails, always in the sea of my memory, braving the wind and waves, making me unforgettable his warmth. A composition on a warm topic 6 words 3

"Caring and being cared for are the basic needs of human beings. We need to be cared for by others. When a person is in infancy, or when illness and aging are coming, this need is particularly urgent and common. We accept care and live in an atmosphere created by care. Without this concern, we can't survive and become a complete person. At every stage of life, we need to be cared for by others, understood, accepted and recognized at any time.

similarly, we need to care about others. However, not everyone has learned how to care about others. Some people sincerely care about knowledge, great cause, material world, animals and plants, but they lack sympathy for their peers. There are also some people who are poor in spirit, indifferent to anyone or anything, have no concern or belief in a aimless life. Others form a distorted concept of "caring" and do things that harm others in the name of caring. Such people are also dangerous.

At present, people's need for care is profound and urgent. In the hospital, patients don't feel concerned; In social welfare institutions, customers don't feel concerned; In nursing homes, old people don't feel concerned; At school, boys and girls don't feel concerned. People are eager for more care and call for a new type of interpersonal relationship full of care. "

"Students need to understand that a successful life has various manifestations, and some successes will be more admired and pursued than others. ..... to send a message to students: school education is not a ladder to the upper class, but a road to wisdom. Success can't be measured by money and power. Success means building a loving relationship, increasing one's talents, enjoying one's career, and maintaining a meaningful connection with other life and the earth.

So we should care about others, care for the society, make the society warm, and make all people feel warm. A composition on a warm topic 6 words 4

It is raining outside the window. Although it is 5: 3 in summer, it is also a dark cloud outside the window at the moment.

sitting in the study, I was at my desk in grade 6. There is a glass of water next to it, which my mother poured for me when I came home. Now it is cold.

My 5-year-old sister ran into my study: "Sister, eat jiaozi at night!" "Oh." I casually replied. "It's your favorite pork and cabbage stuffing!" "I know, I know." I said impatiently. Seeing my promise, my sister was very happy and flew out again.

halfway through my homework, I put on my pen cap, turned off the light, and went to the dining table to prepare for dinner. My sister is washing her hands with flour all over her hands. "Sister, eat jiaozi!" "You don't need to remind me that your sister is not a fool." I picked up chopsticks and stopped at the moment when the tip of chopsticks touched jiaozi.

What kind of jiaozi is that? The dumpling skin is thick and thin, so much stuffing has burst the skin and piled everywhere on the plate. I'm so tired from studying all day, why can't jiaozi take care of it? Disgruntled, I pushed this plate of jiaozi aside and ate the whole jiaozi.

Dinner time passed quickly, and only a few cold jiaozi were left on the plate. I dropped my chopsticks and prepared to go back to study.

"Sister ..." Sister leaned in again. "Why don't you eat those jiaozi? "She pointed to those cold jiaozi disembowelled. "Why should I eat?" I asked her.

"Wow ..." My sister, who had not swallowed jiaozi, suddenly began to cry. "Why doesn't my sister eat my jiaozi?" "Did you wrap it?" I looked at her in surprise. Her eyes were red with tears, and crystal tears covered her whole face. "Why don't my sister eat? Am I wrapped badly or not delicious? Is my sister too tired to eat? "

"nothing." I picked up chopsticks. "This is a unique' shell dumpling' in the world. No one can wrap it!" "Have a taste, look, it's delicious, isn't it?" She took a bite, and then a bite ...................................................................................................................................................................... I ate all the rest of jiaozi in one gulp. "delicious!" I learned from her emphasis. She smiled and went to play with her mother again. I chewed jiaozi, slowly and carefully, and a special kind of warmth, heat and fragrance overflowed from it. A composition on a warm topic 6 words 5

"Boo" I opened my eyes and quietly watched this familiar square, and the surrounding area slowly began to be lively and boiling.

My thoughts gradually spread. When I first arrived, I looked at the empty square, and the loss of the hero's useless place came to life, but I still quietly shone. Finally, people felt my light, and in my tender eyes, they released their happiness to the fullest. We changed from strange to familiar, and then we were inseparable today. Illuminating every passerby has become the warmest feeling in my heart.

I still remember that one winter night, the northwest wind was extremely fierce. It was like a knife, and it hurt people's faces. Everyone exercised early and hurried back to their warm homes. As always, I stood upright and gave off a soft light to illuminate every night. The night is deep and quiet, only the stars in the sky blink naughty eyes at me and accompany me.

From far and near, there was an urgent cry: "The bag was robbed! Someone robbed the bag!" No, someone is doing something bad. I looked at the front angrily, trying to make the bad guy have nowhere to go. He obviously felt my eyes and tried to run into the shadows that I couldn't take care of. I shook my body violently, hoping that people would rise up against the robbers. People seem to feel my "cry", and they are chasing this black sheep. The guilty robbers are desperate. Under my critical eyes and the concerted efforts of Qi Xin, the robbers stumbled and slammed a dog, hehe! What a stupid villain! In the face of justice, in full view, you are doomed to have nowhere to run.

The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and time flies. When the last sunset disappeared on the horizon, I quietly highlighted one side of the light. In my gentle arms, the children shook off the fatigue of the next day and played, running and playing with beautiful music, while the old man chatted and danced disco briskly, once again letting us appreciate the most beautiful sunset; Young men and women are quietly talking about the big things, small things and what's going on in the world in the outermost part of my eyes. Looking at this situation, I feel warm and wonderful! A composition on a warm topic 6 words 6

Whenever I walk around the school, those yellowed walls and enduring floors make people feel warm and cordial.

In the morning, turning into the main road of the school from a leisurely street, I vaguely saw the cheerful figures of the students, and vaguely heard the students' laughter about the new day coming from the teaching building. As soon as the gate passed, walking in the greenway made of red stone bricks, many green grasses and bushes came into view, and the dew on the leaves flashed with the students one by one, so that the dew could be safely poured on this knowledge land; There are also strong little yellow flowers that are trying to pull their heads up. Not only that, there is also a stone of honesty among flowers and plants, which also warns people to be honest. This small garden is green in spring and summer and yellow in autumn and winter.

I reluctantly bid farewell to the garden and walk up. The green playground and the red plastic runway add a different kind of scenery to this school: from a distance, the playground is like a soft grass, and people seem to be able to lie here comfortably and carefree; From a close look, the playground was originally made up of two colors, light green and dark green, and they all wanted to win the attention of the students passing by.

The footsteps slowly became slow, and finally came to the front of the teaching building quietly and gently. Looking up at it, how great it was! How admirable! How admirable! Although the pale pink outer wall has been around for a long time, it is also wrapped with a heart that loves to learn. The life of this heart is eternal and indelible, and it will spread to every student and take root: during class, students are listening carefully to the knowledge taught by every teacher, and many students are learning this nutrient and growing up happily under the influence of learning; When the class was over, the students were very happy. Some students are reading books, some students are talking leisurely with another student, and some students run to the playground, where they are more free, lively and cheerful.

In fact, the protection of these landscapes is also attributed to the uncles and aunts who take care of hygiene. They get up early every day to sweep away the dust and usher in a fresh day.

Time flies. Every time I see the school, I can't help feeling a little warm. A composition on a warm topic 6 words 7

There will always be big and small things in life, some things will pass by, and some things will never be blowing in the wind.

it was a cold winter evening, and the north wind blew like a knife. Hunger and cold wind hit me, and I tried to wrap my clothes tightly to get warmer. At this time, a smell of food suddenly came, and I was stunned and hurried to look around. Soon I set my sights on a shop selling cold noodles. "Yes, that's it." I was so happy that I quickly ran to the shop.

"I want a bowl of cold noodles." I swallowed saliva and said happily. Grandma, who sells cold noodles, looked at me for a while, frowned and said hesitantly, "Five ... five dollars." I took out the money with my frozen hands and gently handed it to my grandmother. She held out her hand, which was also red with cold, and took it trembling, and then she got ready. I'm just walking around. Five minutes passed, the cold wind became more and more fierce, and the sky was getting darker, but grandma was still not well. I was a little dissatisfied and asked, "Is the cold noodles ready? It's very cold." But when I walked forward, I saw that the grandmother didn't sprinkle chopped green onion casually as usual, but she started a hot pot, boiled the brine in the pot and seriously put the cold noodles in the brine, which was hot and hot. Hearing what I said, she was a little embarrassed and explained, "Well, it's too cold now. It's not good for your stomach to eat cold. Would grandma help you heat it up?" I froze, nodded blankly, and whispered a sentence: "Thank you". After a while, grandma warmed up, carefully mixed the ingredients, and quietly put a bunch of fish balls, which handed me the "cold noodles". I took the "cold noodles" brake.