Try to make life better.

In our daily life, when it comes to writing, everyone is certainly familiar with it. Writing can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our minds and think about our future direction. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following are my carefully arranged sixth-grade compositions (selected 6 articles) for reference only. Let's have a look.

Strive to make life better 1 A person's efforts and gains are in direct proportion, and there are many such people around me.

Just like my aunt, when she was eleven, she took care of her five-year-old brother alone. This unfair fate did not make her bow to fate, but found a sister-in-law to help her look after her brother. She specializes in learning and comes first in every exam. But fate once again laid hands on her, so that she had to drop out of school before finishing high school and start working to make money.

She worked hard bit by bit and finally had the capital to support her family. When eating hot pot, she thought of business opportunities to make money.

She went to the head office of "Macau Dexing Seafood Hotpot" alone and told her boss that she wanted to join. But the boss didn't agree to let her join. But my aunt didn't give up. She went to every branch again and again, and the other branches didn't agree, but she went again and again, slowly impressing the boss, and finally the boss agreed. Later, my aunt finally opened the first largest seafood restaurant in Baoji on Zhongshan Road. The service of this hot pot restaurant makes the guests who come here can't help coming again. If she hadn't opened several companies and had no time to look after the hotel, she wouldn't have stopped the hotel because she was too busy.

In a short period of one year, she won her own success with the spirit of never giving up, and has been trying to get rid of her tragic fate.

I still remember clearly that when I was a child, when I went to my aunt's company, I saw my aunt working all night in the company. When I am sleepy, I have a rest at my desk. When she woke up, I asked, "Aunt, you are already the boss. Why are you still working so hard?" When my aunt heard this, she smiled at me slightly and said, "If we just let the employees work and I don't work myself, the employees in the company will be dissatisfied. Why should a person who has not worked hard do the final harvest? They will not be very convinced. " After listening to this, I just nodded wildly.

Looking back now, I think menstruation is really my idol.

Efforts will not be in vain, even if the return is small, but one day you will find that those small returns come together and you can't imagine. Therefore, efforts will not be useless, but the gains will be behind. Work hard to make life better!

Try to make life better. Now China has changed from "the sick man of East Asia" to "the dragon of East Asia". Although our life is getting better and better, we often see some people sitting still instead of trying to find a breakthrough in pain.

My mother told me from an early age that nothing can be done without waiting. When faced with difficulties, we must face them and fight them to the end in order to succeed. No, once, I only got more than 60 points in the English exam. I got more than 90 points in the exam before, and I was a little depressed. When I got home, I closed the door and watched a whole set of jokes quietly, but I couldn't laugh at all. At this time, my mother found something was wrong and quietly came to my side and sat down. My mother said, "What's the matter? Because the exam is too low, afraid that mom will bother you? Don't worry, I won't. Since we lack this aspect, why don't we make up this aspect and take out the class exam and tell mom that you don't understand? Still not? So I can talk to the teacher! " I didn't move. My mother looked at me and said, "Failure is the mother of success. Let's sum up our mistakes, understand and solve the wrong questions, as long as we learn by ourselves. " Hearing this, I suddenly came to work hard to overcome the difficulties, and I got a good grade.

Once we went to Wanda to play, because there were many people playing there, so there were also many beggars there. However, there was a strong middle-aged man in rags, but whenever he asked the passers-by for directions, the passers-by walked away without even looking at him, not because they were indifferent, but because the middle-aged man was completely capable of self-reliance and did not need to beg. But he put aside the mentality of hard work. Facing life with a shameful attitude, will people give him money?

Yes! No pains, no gains. How can a person succeed if he doesn't try to face life?

Try to make life better. Everyone will fail sometimes, but you will succeed as long as you work hard. Try to make my life better.

It is already night, the moon is already high, the dark curtain does not know when it will come, and the seemingly real and illusory lights in the building are confusing. Want to be famous, oh! It turned out to be the child on the second floor opposite. He is only in the second grade, which is exactly the active age. His immature piano sound is strong and unyielding, sometimes sonorous and sometimes intermittent, just like my thoughts.

Calm as a lake, thoughts rippling. Let me see the alarm clock. "It's ten o'clock, alas!" I can't help sighing in my mind. I was like this when I was a kid! At that time, practicing the piano was my biggest fetter. The sigh of the guitar teacher made me depressed, and the blame of my parents made me even more afraid. All these are like mountains on my young shoulders. But even without outstanding talent, I still have a heart that never gives up. I want to play better and better!

I work hard, trying to alleviate teachers' dissatisfaction and parents' disappointment. Therefore, every minute of practicing in the classroom is very precious to me. The teacher's fingers are beating on the strings, and listening to the sound of the guitar, I have both envy and my own goals and determination. I worked hard, stopped fooling around like I used to, changed my normal state, sat with my guitar in my arms, and all my distractions vanished, only six strings came into view.

I work hard and sprint to the goal. In two hours of intense concentration, dense sweat slid across my cheeks, dripping sweat and the veins stood out under the light. The strings are full of traces of my efforts, and my spiritual thoughts are like taut strings, which can be broken at the touch. At this time, every cell of me is being baptized by music. Finally, many good things happen. When I got the certificate of 10, I laughed to tears.

In the future, I will appreciate myself now and try to make my life better.

Try to make life better. Just entering the third grade, I began to step into the road of writing. I'm flustered and scared. I don't know how to write a good composition You can't write a whole page even if you rack your brains. The teacher's comments on the composition book were either incorrect sentences or improper words, which bothered me for a long time. Once, I asked my brother who was promoted to junior high school, "You should read more!" " My brother's words opened my eyes. There is a big sack of extracurricular books that my brother has read. I pour them all out. When you have time to study, you will secretly make up your mind and work hard! Travel the sea of books!

I ask myself to have a time to read and extract for half an hour every day. At first, I just read wonderful stories and forgot all the good things. Read it once and copy the good words and sentences in the notebook, which is much more practical. After a long time, I began to enjoy the happiness brought by books and gradually formed the habit of reading.

In the fourth grade, I read more and accumulated more good words and sentences. When writing, you have answers. So my composition was also read in front of the whole class, which inspired my enthusiasm for reading and writing.

By the fifth grade, my writing level had been greatly improved. I will try to figure out the words, grasp the little things around me, and describe the language of the characters' movements and demeanor. I can write the details of the characters. I have made many achievements on the road of writing.

In the sixth grade, I worked harder to improve myself and gain more knowledge. Although hard work is an arduous struggle, I will go through difficulties all the way to lay a solid foundation for entering a good junior high school.

Try to make life better. Although it will be very tired, it can enrich people and get closer to their dreams. The ancients said that "no pains, no gains", and so is life.

Time jumped to my fourth grade. At that time, I was an ordinary pupil. In the class, the results are not ideal, and learning seems to be a big stone in my heart. I wanted to improve my ranking, but I didn't want to work hard.

Until one time, I clearly remember that it was an open class. There are many teachers sitting at the back of the classroom. I am very nervous, and my heart is like a lively little white rabbit living in the classroom, jumping around. The teacher spoke in cadence and we listened carefully. The classroom was full of excitement when there was a group discussion. Some people express their ideas as fluently as speakers, while others compete to evaluate their classmates' conclusions as debaters. I am silently watching them, praying that the teacher will not ask our group questions. When the teacher signaled the end, we stopped quickly. To my surprise, the teacher called our group to the stage. I'm very scared. When the group members have finished speaking one by one, it's my turn. Looking at the questions given by the teacher, my brain is like a piece of white A4 paper, and I'm sorry that I didn't answer this question.

After the open class, my classmates complained that I didn't live up to expectations. I couldn't answer such a simple question. At that moment, I was sad, but I made up my mind to study hard.

When I got home, I quickly opened my schoolbag and finished my homework carefully. I began to review. After understanding the reason of this problem, I did the same type of problem again and again. In this way, under the premise of my hard work, I ushered in the final exam of this semester.

Get the test paper, the topic is very simple, and I finished the test paper quickly. Looking around, I found someone frowning, someone immersed in thinking, and others wandering, as if I didn't know where to start.

Two days later, I got a 100 test paper. My classmates looked at me in surprise, and only I knew how much effort I had made.

Walking on the way home, the sky is blue, the flowers are fragrant, and every grass and tree is so beautiful. I know this is my magic weapon-hard work!

Yes, try to make life better!

Try to make life better. The harder you work, the happier you will be. Many people have heard this sentence, but how many people believe it? I believe it because I have personal experience.

The first math exam in the new semester, my grades are not ideal. I was criticized not only by my teacher, but also by my classmates' eyes and cynicism. Even my parents were interviewed by the math teacher. Sometimes I listen carefully in class, think seriously, finish my homework carefully after class, and use extracurricular classes to strengthen it. Although the process of hard work is really full of hardships and tiredness, hard work is rewarding. In the second test, my score reached above average. At the moment I got the score, I felt that all my efforts were worthwhile, because after hard work, I could hold my head high and be full of confidence.

I also want to talk about my history of playing the piano. I have studied piano for 8 years and have successfully passed the 10 exam. I have been taught by the teacher syllable by syllable, stared at by my parents, and now I play the music myself. Although there was a conflict in the middle, I thought about giving up, but I finally persisted. I played a tune at the New Year's Day class get-together, which made my classmates look at me with new eyes. In the process of practicing the piano in the piano class, many younger brothers and sisters stopped at the entrance of the piano room with worship expressions. Piano teachers often say to their brothers and sisters, "Practice the piano well and let this brother play a nice tune for you later." Hearing this, I have a feeling of small achievement, and I can't help feeling glad. Happiness index will also rise in direct proportion to this sense of accomplishment, but I always remind myself: don't be proud, you haven't worked hard enough, and you are still far behind others.

The harder you work, the happier you will be. Happiness needs our constant efforts. Although the process of hard work is very difficult, the result is good.