Xiyang sixth grade composition

No matter in study, work or life, everyone must have been exposed to composition. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. I believe many people will find writing difficult. The following is my composition carefully arranged for the sixth grade of Sunset, which is for reference only and I hope it will help everyone.

At dusk, I turned my three-finger pencil bored, and my eyes wandered outside the window, suddenly stopping on the tall buttonwood tree.

That buttonwood tree is very old. It has been very green since we lived here. The main tree of buttonwood is dark brown, and clusters of green leaves are scattered on many branches. As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun sets beautiful Phnom Penh on the branches of the buttonwood tree, so beautiful that people don't know how to admire its attractive fruit-green leaves.

The sunset is looming through the dense branches and leaves of the buttonwood tree. It doesn't look like blushing, but it looks like the tree's face is slightly red. A breeze blew, and the branches and leaves of the buttonwood tree in golden dance clothes swayed gently, making a "rustling" sound. The sun slipped a little and disappeared on the horizon. The golden coat of buttonwood has gradually faded, changing its original simple appearance-dark brown trunk, slender branches and green leaves, but it has a sense of vicissitudes in the night.

Suddenly I asked, another breeze blew, and the buttonwood rustled again. It really seemed to say, "Goodbye, goodbye!" " "The buttonwood tree outside my window is looking forward to another sunset!

At sunset, the sixth grade composition 2 "This class is 600 meters away from us, and every student must run hard." . The first lap must run into a point, and finally, no one's score can exceed three points ... "Under the majesty of the physical education teacher, the students were forced to the playground before they could complain. On the first lap, everyone seemed to be running like hell, even me, but I tried my best. In the second lap, everyone's strength was obviously weak, and they were not as energetic as in the first lap. Finally, under the perseverance of the students, we persisted, and we are about to jump rope for another minute. At this time, the students finally issued a "long whistle." In this whine, a demonic physical education class finally ended.

As soon as the students return to the classroom, they are looking for the source of life. What is hateful is that the school has stopped water! . Everyone endured thirst and ended the second English class. Who knew it would take three laps around the school during the big recess? God, this is the rhythm of being abused to death!

The teacher's orders can't be changed, and the school rules must be observed. Oh ~ Forget it, run and run, maybe we can catch up with Liu Xiang one day!

The students in our class stood in a line and began to run three laps under the soft gaze of the sunset. A group of "running men" and "running women" are sweating, but their sweaty faces are more happy and full ... this is the lush years of our heroic sons and daughters. We are tired, but happy and full.

Do you still remember those years when you were running wildly in the sunset? ...

Sixth grade: Xiao Feng's waning moon

Sunset composition 3 clouds and clouds overflow with faint orange, indicating the arrival of dusk. I stood at the window, quietly watching and waiting.

A small boat left a trail on the calm river and sailed to the distant horizon. Looking up, a flock of sparrows passed in the sky, their wings were slightly dyed red by the glow, and soon disappeared into the sky. Looking up, it is white clouds. No, no, the cloud is wearing a lux coat, which is in direct proportion to beauty. I know, soon, I can see the sunset.

Sure enough, before long, the sunset appeared above the clouds. At this time, it is not as vibrant as in the morning, nor as dazzling as at noon, which makes people afraid to look directly at it. The light of the sunset is unusually soft, like a beautiful woman, calmly telling a story. Even if it is no longer dazzling, the light of the sunset can break through the clouds. The sunset is dancing, the whole sky is its stage, and all the floating clouds are its dancing clothes. This sunset reminds me of a sentence: "there are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent." Take care of the city first, then take care of the country. "

Slowly, the sunset sank into the sky. It seems that nothing happened just now except the photo I just took. Yes, the end of the song, even if it was so gorgeous, will eventually leave without leaving a trace.

The lights by the river lit up in an instant, and the downtown in the distance began the busiest time of the day. Through the sky that was not completely dark, I saw the trace of the river flowing in a trance, and then disappeared cleanly.

Tonight will pass and tomorrow is another day.

The sun is setting, and tomorrow, there will be a gorgeous sunset.

However, the paper on the calendar fell leisurely and was swept into the trash can.

This day will never come again.

Sunset Grade 6 Composition 4 "Look at the sun, for all his glory." Today, I finally saw something.

In the evening, after dinner, I go out for a walk when I have nothing to do. Inadvertently, I suddenly saw the sun go down, as red as a fireball. Slowly, slowly sinking along the western mountains.

I looked around, and the sunset was like a little girl, with a blushing face. The red light of the sky shines down and makes my eyes hard to open!

After a while, the sun was no longer as dazzling as it was just now, only the clouds all over the sky were dyed colorful and gorgeous. It seems that the clouds on the side have become its decorations.

Sunsets are constantly changing. For a while, like a graceful fairy, dancing in the clouds; For a time, she was like a lively and lovely little girl, with pigtails and open mouth, as if calling her mother; Then it became choppy, as if it were for me; For a time, one after another like a mountain, one after another ... all kinds of gestures let me have a panoramic view!

What impressed me most was that many black-eyed "pandas" surrounded the sunset, which made the children who loved it cran their necks and stare at the back.

Suddenly, the sun appeared a gap, as if it had been bitten off by something, and reluctantly retreated to the west. However, the Xia Hong in the sky is still burning heartily.

A beam of light, through the thin clouds, hits the earth directly, and the earth is as charming as red rain.

In this way, the sunset sprinkled the last afterglow on the earth. On the crystal clear river, a little golden light jumped up and rippled away.

Finally, the sun finally hid behind the western hills and refused to come out again, leaving only a touch of dark red hanging on the horizon.

Ah! The sunset is really infinite!

Another bleak autumn day. Looking at the falling leaves outside the window, my thoughts can't help drifting to that unforgettable thing.

That time, as usual, I went for a walk in the park opposite after finishing my homework. When I was walking on the road, I saw a white-haired old man walking shivering, as if he would fall down carelessly, and then sat on the steps to rest. At this moment, a little angel appeared beside me. She said to me, "Go and help the old man. Teachers always talk about being a useful child. Don't you want to be a good boy? " Just as I walked in front of the old man, a little devil appeared beside me. She said, "Don't go there. You helped him, you just meddled, and you helped him without getting paid. " Just as I was struggling, a powerful voice in my heart told me: "Be a caring child." I resolutely went to my grandfather and said, "Grandpa, can I help you?" Grandpa smiled and said to me, "Little girl, I'm fine, thank you." I asked with concern, "Grandpa, where is your home? Let me take you home. " Grandpa said, "Rose goes home and I live alone. I'll just go back myself. " But under my persuasion, grandpa agreed and went to grandpa's house unconsciously. Grandpa smiled and said to me, "Little girl, come and play often!" "I nodded and waved goodbye. As the sun sets, the evening sun shines on my thin body, and I suddenly feel warm.

Isn't it that roses are given away in life and there is fragrance in your hand?

This afternoon, I leaned out of the window to watch the beautiful sunset.

At that time, the sun was still bright, but the height was only seven or eight stories high, and the floors were particularly bright. The sun shines on the steel railing of my house, like countless jewels. Gradually, gradually, the sun is getting lower and lower, and the color is getting darker and darker. From the dazzling golden yellow at first to green, and then to red. Finally, the whole sky is pink, and then the place where the sun shines becomes red. When it shines on the house, it turns red. When it shines on children's faces, their faces turn red. When it shines on the clouds, it is more like putting a layer of red lace on the clouds. ...

Although the color no longer changes, the shape begins to change again.

Suddenly a dragon appeared in the sky. This dragon is shaped like a small mountain peak, and every part of its body is bent into the shape of a "small mountain peak". But after a while, all these "small peaks" crowded into a pile, and the "dragon" became a "sheep" again. The sheep is eating grass with its head down.

After a while, the sun slowly hid behind the house like a shy little girl. Hey, it's gone. It was getting dark ...

Ah, I like beautiful sunsets!

Maybe it was one evening, I was walking by the river and looked up at the sky inadvertently. Maybe every weekend at dusk, my friends and I are chasing and playing in the yard, and suddenly a person points to the sky and shouts, look, the plane. I forget when I noticed the sunset, but I know that since then, I have been deeply fascinated by its picturesque and hazy scenery.

In the evening, the sun went down. The sky gradually turned orange, and the sun converged its dazzling light and gently emitted light. After the sun swallowed a glass of red wine in one gulp, its face turned crimson, like that of a little girl, rendering the surrounding clouds. Looking at the water on the river bank, I saw that under the sunshine, the sparkling Mingche River rippled slightly, sparkling and golden.

After a while, the heavy sun slipped down while people were unprepared, and his face was red. Slowly, it blushed and gave off brilliant red light to the earth and the sky. When it shows and dedicates itself, it will jump like a diver with graceful movements and disappear into the boundless twilight.

Maybe you will regret it gently: to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night. But I think all good things will come to an end, and no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will always pass away; Maybe you will disagree: the sunset is not as elegant as the sunrise, but I think the sunset is more like a small jasper. Anyway, my favorite scenery is always the same-sunset.

Sunset, sweet as honey, mellow as wine, soft as a dream and quiet as a song. At this time, I am enjoying the play and meditation in the evening breeze, and enjoying the quiet, sweet and gentle feeling brought by the sunset.

In the evening, the sun went down and the beautiful sunset came out. ...

In the sunset, everything turns golden. ...

Flowers turn golden yellow, safflower turns golden red, leaves are covered with a layer of gold gauze, and poles like zenith pillars support flowers and leaves, giving flowers a chance to open.

The pool turned golden yellow, shining in the sun, reflecting colorful light, just like a sentence in the book-"Five colors meet".

The land turned golden yellow, and corn, wheat and potatoes smiled in the sun. ...

The leaves turned golden, "Sasha Vujacic! Shasha! " The leaves are shaking "rustling! Shasha! " Great, really great!

The mountains are golden, the leaves are golden, the land is golden, the pond is golden ... Small animals are also golden: golden dogs bark, golden birds bark, and golden kittens meow. ...

The campus has turned golden, and the snow-white teaching building has also turned golden. On the way home from school, the students are smiling, and the beauty of the sunset makes them smile more happily.

Burning clouds come out, gold, red, white and orange, sometimes like rabbits eating radishes; Sometimes it's like a puppy chasing another puppy; Sometimes I play with wool like a kitten. How beautiful ...

As the sun sets, the beauty of the setting sun stays. ...

Composition 9 of the sixth grade at sunset is surrounded by warm yellow, emitting the fragrance of sunshine. I sat alone on the bench on the balcony, blowing gently and lifting some hair. It was dusk and sunset.

The tranquility of dusk makes my heart no longer fidgety, so I can calm down and enjoy the good time of being alone. The potted plants planted by my father are already very strong; Mom's pots of flowers are also full of flowers.

Clouds, one by one, are so vivid; The light of the setting sun shines through the clouds, scattering light spots, temples, islands, plants and tall buildings in front of us. Everything seems to be wrapped in a thin layer of gold gauze.

At the moment, there are no distractions in my heart. A mold and inexplicable power precipitated my heart. Little Huang Ju covered with gold gauze has blossomed, and my real desire seems to be clear at this moment. Quiet, that's good.

In this dusk, there is no noise and pressure during the day, only peace and harmony.

The light of the sunset shone on my face. The light forced me to raise my hand to cover my eyes. At this time, the light irradiation turned all the unhappiness accumulated in my heart into smoke, into a happy smile and enjoyed it calmly.

A peaceful heart is like a clear spring in the mountains. A person in the quiet world under the setting sun seems to have a clear breath, which rises slowly, illuminating himself and everything. Let me discover my true self-the shadow of my life, and even hear my inner voice. ...

The setting sun is getting smaller and smaller, and finally there is no shadow. Instead, it is night, a dark world. At this moment, the world in the sky should rest, and so should my heart. Thank you for being alone in the sunset.

I like watching the sunrise, but I prefer watching the sunset. This afternoon, I came to the window to enjoy the beautiful sunset.

I looked into the distance and watched the sunset. At first, the sky was light blue. After a while, the sun has set in the west, gathering its dazzling light, leaving only a golden soft glow around. A red sun hangs in mid-air, like a golden plate. The sunset looks big and bright red, and its soft light is colorful. It shines on the river, and the river floats like gold, as if a magical little star is shining; It shines on the green trees, and the green leaves are covered with oil, which makes them greener. I looked up, and the sun, like a sword, pierced my eyes and blinded them.

The colors of Xia Yun are constantly changing. Lily, golden yellow, purple and yellow, gray and red. It only takes a blink of an eye to become rosewood, which is really colorful and ever-changing. The shape of the cloud is unpredictable, sometimes like a graceful fairy, dancing with beautiful sleeves shaking; Sometimes it's like waves on the river, surging. It changes so naturally, so quickly and so magically. Gradually, gradually, the sunset finally lost its dazzling light and sank into the boundless twilight, even its last gorgeous afterglow was gone, but I was still intoxicated by the soft and magnificent scene of the sunset.

This beautiful scenery reminds me of the famous sentence of Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, "The sunset is infinitely beautiful and is buried in the coming night." Although the brilliance and beauty of the sunset is not long, it still gives its afterglow to the world without reservation, so that people can enjoy beauty, even for a moment, which is extremely noble. Suddenly, I stared at the sky and reveled in the wonders of the sunset!

Sunset composition 1 1 I like the sunset since I was a child, and the blue sky reflects red light, which makes me have infinite reverie. In the evening, when the sun is about to set, the sky is the most beautiful. The blue sky and white clouds, together with the warm red sunset glow, look like a beautiful picture scroll.

Grandma loves me the most. Whenever I see her kind face, I secretly swear that what my grandmother gave me now, when I grow up, I will definitely repay her twice. She is old, and the white hair on her temples is a portrayal of her years, but she is a very energetic, optimistic and kind person. Once, I went for a walk with her at the seaside, and I always ran very disobedient. On the evening of sunset, I saw the sunset. The sunset is colorful, aloof and lovely always attracts me.

I let go of my grandmother's hand and held it tightly to catch up with the sunset. I ran towards it, but I couldn't catch up. Grandma didn't know how long it took, panting and running behind me. But I ignored her and continued to catch up with this interesting sunset. After a long time, I was tired of running and sat down on the beach. After a long time, I didn't see grandma either. I'm anxious. I ran back to where I had just come. I saw her struggling on the beach. She saw me stand up, patting the beach and limping. I asked her what was wrong. She just said that she was too old to walk that much. I didn't pay attention to what she said I just helped her sit on the stone next to me and lifted her trouser legs. I suddenly found that her ankle was swollen. She quickly put down her trouser legs and said nothing. I asked if I had caught the sunset and changed the subject. I didn't speak, but I choked on something that I couldn't say.

I slowly picked up my grandmother, and her kind face was as lovely as the sunset. We walked slowly on our way home, and the crimson sunset became gentle and kept shining on our way home. In my eyes, grandma is like a sunset, the most beautiful sunset.

One night, I sat on the balcony, waiting for the sunset. Slowly, the red sun hung in the sky. The clouds around the sunset, instantly, have been dyed red, burning like a flame. The light of the sunset covers the sky and the earth, which is very beautiful!

Gradually, there are many rosy clouds around the sunset, which are constantly changing. At first, the sunset glow was like a fierce beast, pouncing on an antelope. A gust of wind blew, and the sunset glow turned into a picture of a tortoise and a rabbit racing. When I looked up again, the sunset glow had become a horde, and those scattered clouds seemed to be flying yellow sand at this time.

The color of the sunset glow has also changed a lot. One minute it's Lily, the next minute it's Kim. The most interesting thing is those two clouds: one is like a box of half-gray and half-red rouge, and the other is like a cockscomb flower with red sandalwood color, which makes me never tire of watching it. The ever-changing clouds painted the sky with colorful pigments.

After a few minutes, the sunset became redder. I know the red sunset is setting. I stared at the sunset, which lost its luster and became crimson, like a lost flower, slowly sinking against the peak. The earth is getting dark, which reminds me of Li Shangyin's eternal quatrain: "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night."

The sunset finally disappeared, but the spectacular and magical scene still rippled in my heart. ...

Composition 13 For the sixth grade of sunset, several adults crossed their arms and looked at Yi Xi Mausoleum with great interest. They said in unison, "Hey, is that the princess of the family going to mausoleum?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that I just got back from England. You must have suffered a lot there? "

"Hey, what ah, adopted by the British earl's adult, live well! But the princess of Sarin ... "

Still hope? Also hope! This seems to be a name standing in my mind. I haven't thought about it, but I remember it clearly and I am familiar with it.

"Hey, what are you talking about? My name is Fei. " Yi Xixi said.

Her words caused another discussion and noise.

At this time, all the people got out of the way.

A tall, dignified man greeted him with a gentle smile: "Your Highness Isiling, welcome to your hometown-Salling Kingdom in Lanhao Wonderland. Next, we will take you to the castle. Emperor Qin Yi and His Majesty Lingqian are waiting for you. "

"But, are you talking about me? Where is this? Sarin countries? But why did I come here? I am in the private villa of the Earl of England. And my parents are British, why are they called Qin Yi and Lingqian ... "

"Well, your highness, you have the king's blood in junior high school. The emperor should explain the specific things to you. "

"But this is too wide of the mark! I was at my parents' house, but I just went to bed. Why did I come to this place! "

14 A ray of sunshine shoots obliquely into the snow-white wall. It usually looks clean, but now it is so pale, just like Mrs. A's face.

Taifuren left, too suddenly.

Artest's family is in a remote place in Xinpu, and even my mother has never been there several times. Mrs. A is over eighty years old, and she likes her mother best among her mothers, older mothers and uncles. Although my mother was not as successful as my uncle in school and not as clever as my eldest mother, Mrs. A always thought about her before she died.

In my mother's memory, Artest's life is calm and plain. Although he has never done anything earth-shattering, he is generous, tolerant and compassionate. Although life is tight, I often help the poor who are more difficult than myself; Don't quarrel over trifles. Mrs. a walked through this life with a smile.

I only remember one time we went to Artest's house for the New Year. That night, the fireworks were particularly brilliant, and Artest smiled happily. His eyes narrowed into a crack, revealing only a few yellow teeth, and said to me, "Tian, you must live up to expectations." You don't know how hard your mother has worked to get you a good education. You must study hard. Don't let Artest down! " I nodded my head.

When I visited the grave on Qingming this year, I stood in front of Artest's grave and remembered what Artest had said.

I won't let you down, ty.

Looking back, beside the mountain, the sunset is like blood.

Sunset 15 Sunset rises and a new day has passed. As the sun rises, darkness comes. When the sun rises, I can't help but sigh: you have to walk slowly.

The sunset is beautiful and cruel. The beautiful scenery of the western hills at sunset is intoxicating. Looking up at the sky, a faint red light is reflected on the clouds, and the whole sky is instantly ignited by this light. Soft and mysterious light lit up half the sky. Gradually, the sun changed from its original appearance to only a little residue, and the beautiful light disappeared. As the sun went away, only a little sunset was left in the distance.

It makes sense to say that the sunset is cruel. Sunset always means that the day is coming to an end, leaving only night. Only when people see the sunset do they know that they still have a lot to do. Perhaps today's sunset is also the last time for a dying old man. The sunset sent away the old man's last sigh. We will eventually disappear, drifting away like this sunset. The sunset is so cruel to a child who is afraid of the dark. It takes away the light and brings darkness alone. However, for all this, the sunset is always ruthless and cold.

When I was a child, I hated the arrival of sunset. When the sun sets, darkness follows. In order to keep the sun, I often sit in the chair, take off the clock and move the hour hand and minute hand after school, trying to stop the sunset. But when the sunset still appeared, I realized that everything I did was in vain, and what should come will come eventually. But when a new day begins, I will continue and look forward to the miracle.

Sunset, you look so beautiful and cruel. If you don't bring darkness, more people will like you!