Composition of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

In life, work and study, everyone often sees composition. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from compressed and concise language that you can understand. Transformation into an external language form that is developed, has a standardized grammatical structure, and can be understood by others. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is the composition of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade that I collected and compiled. It is for reference only. Everyone is welcome to read it. Composition 1 of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

After the rain, a colorful bridge was built in the sky. My grandfather and I crossed the colorful bridge with farm tools and came to the field. The green wheat is covered with crystal clear dewdrops. After the rain, the soil on the ground becomes soft, so this is the golden time to weed and kill insects.

Grandpa went to the field with a hoe to weed. I watched Grandpa hoeing and found it interesting. I also wanted to try hoeing myself. I said to my grandfather: "Grandpa, please go aside and have a rest! I, a four-year-old child, can handle such a small matter as weeding." After my hard pleading, my grandfather finally gave me the hoe. I took the hoe and spent a lot of effort to lift it up. Because the hoe was too heavy for a four-year-old child like me, I couldn't control my center of gravity swinging from side to side. Grandpa said on the side, "Are you doing farm work or dancing?" After saying that, grandpa got up and down. Finally I couldn't hold on and fell down and fell on my back. Grandpa saw this and helped me up quickly. Grandpa looked When I wanted to hoe weeds so much, I took away the hoe and gave me a hoe head to do the weeding. From then on, my grandfather always let me do farm work. Bring that special hoe to help him work

Nine years later, grandpa still keeps that special hoe. Although the special hoe is a little bit worn, it is a testament to grandpa’s love for him. My love, care for me, and longing for me. I will never forget this, and I will never forget that day after the rain, the rainbow built a colorful bridge in the sky. Composition 2, Unit 2, Volume 2, Grade 6. p>

In life, there are many firsts, the first ride, the first trip, the first barbecue...the first time is like the stars in the sky, brilliant and Numerous, it is the memory of life, the only way for us to grow up.

I remember that one breezy afternoon, my mother asked for leave because of illness. She lay in bed and kept coughing, watching her feel uncomfortable. The look made me feel guilty, what should I do to make my mother happy? I paced back and forth, and when I saw the potatoes in the kitchen, I couldn't help thinking; Yes, my mother usually doesn't like shredded potatoes. Haha, why not make some shredded potatoes for my mother?

Just do it, I happily ran to the kitchen and put the potatoes that were going to be "executed" in "Xingtai" - — Peeling potatoes quickly on the cutting board is easier said than done, but it’s harder than climbing to the sky. I grabbed the potatoes and peeled them hard. After a lot of effort, I finally made the announcement. , but the intact potatoes have already been damaged.

After peeling, it’s time to cut the potatoes. This is easier. I hold the knife with one hand and hold the potato with the other hand, and make a few noises. Finally, it will become long and thin potato shreds. The next step is to put it in the pot. This stage is particularly critical. First pour the oil into the pot, then put the long thin potato shreds into the pot and stir-fry. When the time is ripe, add it. Put the prepared seasoning into the pot and stir-fry continuously. After a while, the fragrant potato shreds are ready.

It was such a success for the first time. My mother was full of praise for my work - potato shreds. There was a smile on my face, and I felt so happy. It was not just a plate of delicious shredded potatoes, but the process made me recall it. Composition 3 of the second volume of the sixth grade.

In the morning, I I was bored, so I went to the vegetable market with my grandma to sell vegetables. The biting cold wind blew my face, turning it red like a big round and red apple.

< p>I occupied a favorable terrain, set up the stall, and arranged the green vegetables. Grandma said to me: "Jiayu, you try it first!" "I nodded, but just stood there like a wooden man. There were many people hawking in the vegetable market, but I was as shy as a budding flower. I saw many people walking past my stall, but never Looking at me, I felt a little anxious. Finally, I finally dared to sell in a low voice.

Suddenly, a gray-haired old woman came over, pointed at my vegetables and said with a smile. How to sell vegetables? ""One yuan per pound. ""Okay, weigh me two pounds. "

I followed the way my grandma used to weigh vegetables, and played with the scales in a decent manner. "Here, 2 yuan a ***. "The old lady took out 5 yuan from her wallet and gave it to me, picked up the food, turned around and left.

I picked up the money and happily said to my grandma: "Grandma, that old lady didn't wait for me to change. We made 3 yuan for nothing! "Grandma was not only unhappy, but also criticized me severely: "Jiayu, the most important thing in doing business is integrity. Hurry, before that old lady goes far, return the money to her. "

Although I was a little unhappy, I thought that my grandma was right. I hurried forward and sent the money back to the old woman. The old woman thanked me repeatedly and touched my head with a smile.

Selling vegetables for the first time made me understand: integrity is the most important thing! Composition 4 of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

It was a sunny Sunday, and my classmates and I went for an outing in the countryside.

When we got there, we first saw peach blossoms as pink as clouds, and then we saw pear blossoms as white as snow. Not far ahead, there is a large field of rapeseed with a faint floral fragrance. Looking at it, it looks like a golden ocean, which is very spectacular.

We came to the field and saw a farmer uncle in his forties or fifties weeding. The classmates in front also imitated his example, grabbing a handful of grass and pulling it, and even pulled off a few wheat seedlings.

The farmer uncle couldn’t laugh or cry when he saw several pairs of small hands “helping” him. You want to praise us, but you see us tearing down all the wheat seedlings, so you can’t say it out loud; you want to criticize us, but you can’t bear it when you look at our hard work. So he introduced it to us: "The grass we want to pull out is called Artemisia vulgaris. If it is not pulled out in time, it will rob the nutrients of the wheat seedlings and prevent them from growing big." The uncle cleared his throat and continued: "If you are interested, you can come and experience it together." This is what we were waiting for. Before the farmer uncle finished speaking, everyone rushed forward. I didn't care about it, so I just pulled it out.

At this time, the farmer uncle said again: "Everyone, be careful not to step on the wheat seedlings."

I continued to pull out, but it didn't last long. Unfortunately, What happened: In order to pull out a very strong rice mugwort, I accidentally fell down and sat on a row of wheat seedlings behind me. I felt very ashamed. Suddenly, my face turned red, like a red apple...

After working for less than ten minutes, I was so tired that my back ached. But thinking about the farmer uncle having to do this every day, Still persisted.

The first time I worked, I learned a truth: a porridge and a meal are hard-won. Composition 5 of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

Cats are really cute animals. I have always had this idea, and today I finally put it into practice.

There is a first time for everything. I was still a little worried when I held the cat I bought from the pet market. How on earth will I raise this cat?

I hid this from my parents this time. They would never allow such an unhygienic animal to appear in the house, so they had to keep it secretly.

Sneaking into my room like a thief, I suppressed my inner excitement and began to look for the kitten’s house. I couldn’t make it too conspicuous, and I couldn’t wrong it.

Finally, I found a paper box, which was just the right size. I put two layers of towels and a small mat inside, and it felt almost ready.

But what should we feed cats? I sneaked into the kitchen and saw a plate of fried shrimps on the table. God help me. I cut a shrimp into small pieces and put it on a plate and brought it into the house. The kitten loves to eat! After eating, I saw its tail standing up like an antenna, rubbing back and forth against my feet.

……

It is really a quiet cat. When it is full, it starts to comb its hair, and then it lies there and starts to take a nap. I excitedly took out my phone and took pictures. But... don't be fooled by its superficial appearance! I didn't expect it to be so noisy at night and not stay well in the box at all. What's even more annoying is that it peed under my bed! The smell is so strong... Cry

No matter what, I still like it and I will love it wholeheartedly. Composition 6 of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

A puppy is a cute little animal that is very lovable. Its ears are very flexible, and it will prick up its ears at the slightest sound until the sound stops. The little nose is very sensitive and it will bark if it smells the scent of a stranger. The furry head has a pair of pointed ears, and the round eyes are like black gems. The cutest thing about its small mouth is its nose, which is always wet from morning to night. Whenever it sees something, it sniffs here and there, which makes people look very handsome. It has smooth fur, four short paws, and a medium-long tail that always likes to swing back and forth behind it.

One time, I was sitting at the dining table eating, and he put his two front paws on the edge of the chair, wagging his tail and barking "woof, woof, woof," as if to say: "Give me a piece." Bones, I'm very hungry!" Its appearance made me dumbfounded. So, I took out a bone from the table. I first placed the bone close to it. I was about to reach it, so I quickly suspended the bone in the air. It jumped up and used its two front The claws "plucked" the bones, then wagged their tails, and ran to the side happily to enjoy the delicious food.

Winter is coming, and I used cotton and cloth to make a warm, beautiful and comfortable "hut" for it. The puppy lives inside and plays there happily.

I take it to "go shopping" in the woods at least twice a day, hoping that it will like the colorful nature.

This is my favorite little animal-puppy.

Composition 7 of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

Everyone has had a first experience, and the most unforgettable one for me should be that time...

At noon, My mother was about to cook, and suddenly I was also very interested, so I said to her: "Mom, I want to cook too!" "Okay, then what are you going to do?" Well, as a person who just learned to cook Newbie, I can only try to make a simpler dish! "Then let's have tomatoes and scrambled eggs!"

I'm full of confidence and ready! I first took two tomatoes from the refrigerator and three eggs. Then I washed the tomatoes and then cut them into thin slices. Hey, this step is really laborious. I picked up the knife first, then cut it into four halves, and then chopped it twice like stuffing. When my mother saw it, she quickly told me to stop and patiently taught me how to chop vegetables. After her careful and patient teaching, hehe, I still haven’t learned how to cut vegetables, but my mother said that once it’s raw, the next time it’s cooked, I’ll get there slowly. Beating eggs is not as troublesome to me as chopping vegetables. I have helped my mother beat eggs! I took out the bowl, cracked open two eggs, picked up the chopsticks and started beating them, but my movements were not as coordinated as my mother's, and it took a lot of effort to beat them evenly.

I turned on the gas stove and waited for the water in the pot to evaporate, then poured half a spoonful of oil into the pot. I was afraid that the oil would splash on me, so I stayed away from the pot and heated the oil. I poured the stirred egg liquid into the pot along the edge. The eggs gradually became larger and yellower, and I put the chopped tomatoes in, stirring and stirring constantly. When the tomatoes softened and the thick juice came out, I added an appropriate amount of salt, stirred evenly, and it was done!

Hey, it’s really not easy. I didn’t expect that I would be so tired and sweating profusely just cooking. I took out the dish, picked up the chopsticks and put it into my mouth. Although it was not as delicious as my mother's cooking, it was my first time cooking, and I was very satisfied. Composition 8 of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

I was very interested in swimming when I was a child, but my parents would not take me to go. I had only seen what a swimming pool looked like on TV and finally the opportunity came one day. My uncle called me and wanted to take me swimming. I exclaimed happily: "It's great, I can finally go swimming."

I put on my swimsuit and took the swim ring with me, and ran to the swimming pool like the wind. , I saw adults and children swimming.

My heart started to itch. I couldn't wait to jump into the water. I put my feet into the water, "Ah, it's so cold!" Although the water was very cold, I wouldn't be deterred. Slowly, I tried to soak my body in the water. After a while, I wasn't cold anymore.

I was about to officially start swimming. I tried to hold my breath. I took a sharp breath and then exhaled in the water. I continued to do this action, and suddenly, for some reason, my exhalation was on the surface of the water. , the breath turned into water. I took a big drink of water and almost drowned.

I learned to hold my breath. I started to swim forward, and I learned breaststroke, but instead of moving forward, I went backwards. It went back fast enough. Hit the railing. While swimming, I created another swimming method - the dog paddle test. Although the name is a bit ugly, it swims very fast.

I am so happy today! This is the first time and it is very unforgettable for me. I will swim more in the future and become a champion. Composition 9, Unit 1, Volume 2, Grade 6

In life, there are many firsts. There is the first time riding a bicycle, the first time winning a prize, the first time washing dishes, etc. So many firsts have turned into shining gems, and the brightest gem is also my most unforgettable first time.

My unforgettable first time was cooking.

I remember when I was in fourth grade, I wanted to learn to cook, and then said to my mother: "Mom, I want to learn to cook, is it okay?"

"No, you I'm still young, I'll learn it when I'm older." Mom said. I kept pestering my mother, and finally she was willing to teach me how to cook.

In the evening, I took the rice cooker pot, washed it, put a few cups of rice in it, and first washed the rice three or four times so that it would be clean. Just then, my aunt called, and my mother ran to answer the phone. I didn't know how much water to put in the rice, so I made my own decision and put a lot of water in it after the rice was cooked. I'm very excited, I think I will do well.

Unexpectedly, after the rice was cooked, my mother reached out and took it out. He was shocked and asked me with a frown: "Where is the rice."

I said proudly : "It's in the pot!"

"What's in the pot is porridge." Mom said angrily. I glanced at the pot, hey, it was really porridge. Everyone blamed me for eating porridge at night. Grandma came over to comfort me and said, "It's okay. If you fail the first time, you may succeed the second time. Don't be discouraged. Come on!" Grandma's words made me feel much better.

From this time I learned to cook. My mother works every day and takes care of us at night. My mother is very hard and cooking is also a tiring task. So I have to understand my mother's hard work. As I grow up, I have to help my mother with housework. In this way, I can not only help my mother reduce her burden, but also combine work and rest.

There will always be a first time in life. When you fail the first time, don’t be discouraged and keep working hard. You will always succeed the second time.

After the first time, there will be a second time, let’s keep working hard! Composition 10 of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

Everyone has experienced many things, happy, troubled, unforgettable... Among these things, the thing that impressed me the most was that I was reading When I was in first grade.

It was a Sunday. After lunch, my mother said to me: "My child, can you help my mother sweep the floor?" When I heard that it was sweeping the floor, I jumped up with joy, because I had already I wanted to help my mother with the housework, and sweeping the floor was too easy, so I readily agreed.

I took a broom and started sweeping in the living room. I picked up the broom and swept it over and over again. I don’t know how long I swept it. I found that this place was cleaned, but other places were dirty. I swept other places clean. , the other places were dirty again, and I was sweating profusely after sweeping them. I don’t know what’s going on? At this time, my mother came over and said with a smile: "My child, sweeping the floor like you can't clean it." "Isn't it just sweeping over and sweeping over!" I said unconvinced. "Come on, let me teach you. You have to sweep from the sides of the room to the middle. Don't raise the broom too high or use too much force. Otherwise, when you sweep here, the dust will be swept to other places. It's the same thing all the time." Mom said patiently.

I was very impatient after hearing this. There are so many details about sweeping the floor? I dubiously followed the method my mother told me to clean, and it turned out that the room was really clean, and I wasn't tired at all. My mother saw my results, smiled happily, and praised me as a smart child. I feel happy that I can help my mother with housework.

From this time of sweeping the floor, I understand a truth: when doing anything, you must pay attention to methods and techniques. Only in this way can you succeed in everything you do. Composition 11 of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

In these twelve years, I have had many "firsts", many of which I can't remember clearly. However, I cannot forget the first time I walked at night.

It was an autumn night, and it was the first time I went to Teacher Liu’s house to make up lessons. I was very happy when I went there, and I went to class teacher Liu’s house to play with my classmates. After finishing the make-up class, it was already past seven o'clock, and it was completely dark. My mother and I made an appointment to go to the "Big Pharmacy" and wait for her to pick her up. However, I was a little scared when I was at a loss at the door of Teacher Liu’s house and faced the road that I didn’t know how to go. I plan to go back the same way I came to Teacher Liu’s house and walk home from school. I made up my mind and walked on the dark road.

When I came to that deserted, unlit path, I felt a little regretful. I walked in the dark and found that there were several alleys. I didn't know which alley to take to get back to school. So, I walked tremblingly into an alley, only to find something was wrong, so I backed out. It was dark all around, and I tried not to let my tears flow. At this moment, I suddenly remembered that I should go straight along this road, then go out to the right, and you will reach the road! I ran forward like crazy, and finally, I reached a place with lights and a large group of people. . I smiled like I was born again and ran to the "big pharmacy". Tears flowed uncontrollably.

Now, I already know how to go home without taking a detour. Thinking of my "first time", I couldn't help but feel that I was very brave at that moment. I always love to cry, but I didn't cry at the critical moment. I am no longer afraid of walking at night, because I have conquered my fear! Composition 12, Unit 1, Volume 2, Sixth Grade

Today, my sister and I had the first swimming lesson in the summer vacation.

When I got there, I changed into my swimsuit and couldn’t wait to get into the water. Suddenly, I felt a chill coming over me! I was so cold that I shivered all over, and then I was immediately frightened by this chill. Back to the shore. But the coach had already given the order, and I had to reluctantly jump into the water.

The first thing the coach asked us to do was to walk back and forth five times in the water. I walked a little slowly at first, maybe because I was not used to it. Later, I gradually adapted to it and began to use the hand that was originally holding me back to push the boat along with the current and move faster. After one trip (one round trip), my body slowly warmed up; after five trips, I didn't feel so cold anymore.

The next step is to learn to hold your breath in the water. At first I thought it was easy to hold my breath on the shore, but once I entered the water, I didn't dare to do anything else. My younger sister, who was more courageous than me, finished it quickly. She comforted me and said, "It's okay, I'm just holding my breath-" I mustered up the courage, held my breath, and put my head into the water--success!!! < /p>

Then comes floating. Floating is very simple, just hold your breath in the water and then straighten your hands and feet. I quickly learned to float.

Finally, learn to slide on the edge. To put it simply, edge gliding means floating first, then pushing on the edge with your feet, and finally sliding out like a fish! It's very simple as long as you learn the first few things - of course, I learned it easily!!!

Swimming is so fun, I believe I will learn to swim soon!!! Composition 13, Unit 1, Volume 2, Grade 6

The Spring Festival is a grand and grand traditional festival in China. Every corner is filled with laughter and every place is overflowing with happiness.

The beautiful Sichuan Province has a unique Spring Festival.

The Chinese people do not eat rice on the first day of the Spring Festival. In their opinion, the pronunciations of "rice" and "criminal" are similar. To avoid taboos, every family will eat rice dumplings, glutinous rice balls and rice noodles. The reunion dinner can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year, and on this day, children, adults, and the elderly must set off a "pair" of firecrackers, kowtow, and burn incense. This Spring Festival is "traditional" enough.

The interesting Shandong people’s Spring Festival is even more unique. After each family has finished the reunion dinner, they will put a few steamed buns on their own pot, which is called "remaining buns". On the evening of the fifth day of the fifth grade, students have to go to their class teacher’s house to give centenary to their class teacher, burn incense and worship the statue of Confucius, and then the class teacher will compose an impromptu article on a topic, and then the class teacher will burn the article. This is called "Wenquxinghui" ". This Spring Festival is "interesting" enough.

My dear hometown Hubei is even more lively during the Spring Festival. One month before New Year's Eve, every family has to kill pigs and chickens, because on New Year's Eve, they have to drink soup and eat pork. The men in the family usually eat chicken feet, which symbolizes "making money in the new year." Eating wings symbolizes "spreading wings and flying high", while the elderly at home eat chicken bones, symbolizing "getting ahead". On the early morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, adults will cook "poached eggs" for their children, which means: if they are wrapped in gold, they will get gold and silver. On the third day of the lunar new year, I would go everywhere, set off a roll of firecrackers, and shout at the door: "Come and celebrate the New Year!" The host would go out to greet him, have dinner at his home, and then go to another house to greet the New Year. This Spring Festival is "wonderful" enough.

This wonderful, interesting and traditional Spring Festival brings us infinite happiness and satisfaction. Composition 14, Unit 1, Volume 2, Grade 6

People always experience many firsts in their lives. The first time to cook, the first speech, the first time to swim, the first time... It should be said that every time is a big or small challenge, from which we can realize the truth and get inspiration. But today, I experienced a special first time - "walking". Maybe you will think, what is there to say about walking? It is human instinct, and anyone with normal legs and feet can walk. So please listen to me slowly.

During the summer vacation, when I had nothing to do, I invited Yi Lijian to come and play. Don’t know what to play with? I had an idea and said, "Shall we play blind walking?" He agreed immediately. "Oh my god!" I screamed. Something bad happened. I stepped on a thrown milk carton and slipped. It really hurt! Yi Lijian laughed so much that he had no time to help me, so I got up and walked in the opposite direction of the milk carton, thinking that I wouldn't fall down this time, but soon a new situation occurred - "kissing" with a telephone pole. This time, I summed up my experience and walked towards the open space. I really didn't encounter any obstacles this time, but when I opened my eyes, I found that the place I arrived was at a big angle from the starting point. I tried a few more times, but the result was still the same. No matter how I corrected it, it always went in a straight line. At this time, there is always such a question in my mind: I think it should be more difficult for truly blind people to walk than for me. Since even simple walking is so difficult, how difficult their life must be!

In life, we can see many disabled people who make unimaginable efforts to complete behaviors that seem simple to ordinary people. In this regard, most people did not lend a hand to help them. Instead, they looked at them with contempt. How cruel this is! Finally, I would like to appeal: please extend your hands to help the disabled! Composition 15 of the first unit of the second volume of the sixth grade

At about 6 o'clock that afternoon, we boarded a Boeing 737 passenger plane of China Eastern Airlines. Under the stewardess's patient guidance, we fastened our seat belts and waited quietly for the plane to take off. After a while, the plane began to move slowly and gradually moved to the runway. Suddenly, the plane started running quickly and took off in less than a minute. After several rounds of circling and rising, the plane flew into the blue sky.

Slowly, the world becomes smaller, rivers, mountains, and roads all become like models, and the cars on the road are like little ants squirming. Later, the plane flew above the white clouds. I looked down and wow, it’s so spectacular! The clouds are spread flatly, like thick snow on the ground and like the boundless sea. Looking at the sunset on the horizon, I feel that it is lower than me. It is red and soft, like a big watery orange resting peacefully on the sea of ??clouds. The slight blush it gave off dyed the white clouds in the distance red, and the sea of ??clouds was rimmed with an orange-red gold, which looked extremely beautiful. I thought, if I were a painter, I could draw this unique beauty and share it with everyone; if I were a photographer, I would definitely capture this beauty with my lens.

After nearly two hours of flight, the plane began to land. I saw the scattered lights on the land gradually becoming clearer. The plane finally landed. We breathed a sigh of relief and finally got home safely.

After a holiday trip, I was really exhausted. When I got home, I fell on the bed and fell asleep.

In the dream, I was on a big plane again, flying freely in the sky!