The composition of the sixth grade with the theme of sunset

Seven sixth-grade compositions on the theme of sunset

After a while, the sun's light became weaker, but her cheeks became redder, like a big fireball, shining dazzling red light towards the sky, the ground and the mountains. The following is my composition on the theme of sunset in grade six, which I hope will help you.

I like watching the sunrise, but I prefer watching the sunset.

I looked up at the sky. The light blue sky looked like a calm sea. Then, the sky changed from light blue to dark blue, just as the painter deepened it with a blue brush. The sun quietly hid behind the hill, like a shy little girl, showing only a small red face. After a while, the sun was embedded in a mountain in the west and shone brightly. Suddenly, the sky on the side of the mountain showed purple in orange. At this moment, not only the mountains and trees, but also I became bright.

After a while, the light of the sunset gradually dimmed and weakened, but its cheeks were redder and deeper. Like a fireball, it shines brightly towards the sky, the ground and the towering mountains. The sunset glow on the horizon expands the scope bit by bit, devours the sunset bit by bit, and constantly changes the brocade: from pink to big red, and finally from big red to Cymbidium Pd. In an instant, the gorgeous sunset covered most of the sky, like a huge piece of silk.

The sun slowly receded from behind the mountain and then disappeared without a trace. The sunset glow around also took away the last trace of color. The color of the sky gradually darkens, leaving only a bright moon and shining stars.

Night arrival. I stared at the sky and reveled in this beautiful sunset.

At dusk, I lay in front of the window, ready to watch the sunset.

Gray clouds and high mountains cover the sun as if to hide the light. At this time, the sun is like an old general who is old and weak, retreating into the clouds, and there is only a faint, hazy, orange-red ring outline from a distance. Beyond the western hills, there is a sunny world, which seems to be the base camp of the sun. The sun is trying to move in that direction. Slowly, slowly, he finally broke free from the shackles of clouds, revealing a red face like a painting. Like a kind old man, he used up his last strength and landed on the hill in the west. At this time, the nearby houses and Woods were dyed red by the red sun, which was extremely bright.

The sun sets bit by bit, losing its majesty at noon. Suddenly, it gets bigger and the light gets darker and darker. The setting sun gives off a faint and gentle light, covering the earth with a golden nightgown.

The color of the sky darkens gradually, and the sun walks towards the western hills step by step with the sunset glow. I saw the sunset getting smaller and smaller ... before long, the sun disappeared without a trace. The last red cloud on the horizon was swallowed up by darkness and dusk came.

The sun goes down, no! The sun brought dusk to the other side of the earth!

Three people cry when they are sad, when they are excited, and when they are happy, but I often cry because of grievances and often cry, and I have developed the habit of crying.

When I was in the fourth grade, one Sunday, my parents were resting at home. I finished my homework on Sunday happily and checked it carefully twice. I was going to have my mother check it out, hoping for praise. But I didn't expect that when I first checked the third question of the application problem, my mother's face immediately changed from "sunny" to "cloudy" and said to me seriously, "How is this problem done? Check it again. " My happy mood was immediately broken. I went back to my seat, picked up a pen and calculated. I worked out the answer and then looked at the test paper. Hey, what's the same answer? I was afraid that I had made a mistake again, so I checked it again. Still that answer. I said to my mother, "I was right just now." Mom immediately responded: "Don't you dare talk back. At this time, my tears began to roll in my eyes, thinking that I was right and would scold me. Tears ran down my cheeks as soon as I was wronged. This scene happened to be seen by my father. My father said to me earnestly, "Men don't cry lightly. You are a boy. How can you cry casually? You should be broad-minded and don't cry when you are wronged. When you grow up and work, there will be more grievances. How to work in the future? "After my father's education, I realized the importance of being strong and patient, and now I seldom cry.

Sunset theme level 6 composition 4 Sunset is always so beautiful, whether in Sanya or on the shore. In the evening, my mother and I came to Jiubin Park to watch the sunset.

In the evening, the park gradually quieted down, and the cool breeze and warm sunshine swept across the face, which was really comfortable. The quaint and exquisite wooden pavilion stands slim on the green lawn. The tall and spectacular stone pagoda is shrouded in hazy mist and mysterious. A row of slim willows, swaying in the wind, are as green as jade branches. Glittering cedar gently brushed the stone steps along the river bank. All the scenery is covered with thousands of golden lights, which makes people relaxed and happy. And that hanging high on the other side of the river is our protagonist: the sun!

The shining sun is like a huge, precious and dazzling diamond, firmly hanging on the edge of water and sky. The sun is like a king, sitting majestically on the crystal throne, staring at the beautiful world with bright eyes. After a while, the "King" was tired and began to sink slowly. As soon as he touched the water, he rolled comfortably and stopped smoothly. At this time, the sun turned into a big red strawberry, and the light was a little dim. Naughty Sun seems to like this huge soft trampoline very much and refuses to go home again. The sun is tumbling and jumping on the bed, very happy. Inadvertently, the sun scattered its dazzling light around itself and fell on the clouds in the horizon, dyeing pieces of white silks and satins with colorful colors.

Jumping for a while, the sun, who likes the new and hates the old, is tired of jumping games and wants to go home again. The sunlight faded and turned dark red. As soon as it turned over, it flew into the lake Suddenly, it was much darker, as if Knox, the night god, had slammed down the canopy. Oh, this is the sunset on the shore!

Sunset theme composition 5 Sunset is a natural phenomenon that happens every day. I have observed it carefully. It is very beautiful, wonderful, and sometimes even intoxicating!

I remember it was a summer evening, and I began to observe it after dinner. The blue sky is particularly far away, and the sun in the west quickly changed from orange to scarlet. It's not big, but it's still bright. Although it is about to disappear, it is still rendering the sky and white clouds with its last glory.

Mom says the sunset is like an egg yolk. Today, I really realized the true face of the sunset: as we all know, the sun is round and bright, but the sunset has begun to converge its dazzling brilliance and become gentle and orange. The sunset at this time is like a painter, warming the blue sky with warm colors and colorful white clouds. Red, orange, pink and yellow collided with the clouds one by one, setting off the disappearing sun.

Twilight has begun to cover the sky, and the sun will slowly and reluctantly set. At this time, I suddenly felt that this "big egg yolk" was eaten by the clouds and fell by half. The clouds really seem to form a child's appearance and eat the "egg yolk" bit by bit.

Gradually, the sun only has a small slope. The clouds are gone, and in my eyes, it is the Woods and birds and animals on the hillside.

With the complete disappearance of the sun, the last ray of sunshine disappeared without a trace, in exchange for the hazy night. But it doesn't matter, there will still be the same scene tomorrow, as beautiful, as spectacular and as magical.

On Saturday afternoon, in order to watch the beautiful sunset, I arranged everything early. At about five o'clock, I climbed to the top of the carport to watch the sunset.

The sun has set in the west, and the earth, roof and treetops are all bright. I looked up at the sun and saw an aperture, which radiated dazzling brilliance, just like the Gankun circle in Nezha's legend. I walked for a while to watch the sun, and before I knew it, I reached the other end of the carport.

After a while, the light in the aperture weakened and gradually turned yellow, so I could look straight. In a blink of an eye, what was originally golden in this circle gradually turned red. The clouds in the western sky are constantly changing the colors of blue, red and purple under the setting sun, which are colorful and beautiful.

The sun is going down. Like a big fireball. Hey! Why is a corner missing? Oh, it turns out that the sun was blocked by a cloud when it was slowly setting. The sun at this time seems to be a burning volcano. And a cloud that just blocks its half waist is like a small river flowing. There seems to be a mountain by the river, and a farmer is busy on the mountain … Oh! I looked intently again, and the sun was almost covered by clouds, leaving only a small part of my face, one after another, and finally shining with magnificent little stars; It shines on the green trees, and the green trees seem to be painted with oil, which makes them greener.

I looked up at the sunset. Sunlight pierced my eyes like a sword, and my tears flowed out.

The colors of clouds beside the sunset are varied, from lily to golden, from purple to yellow, from gray to red. With a blink of an eye, it becomes rosewood again. It's really colorful and changeable.

After a while, the setting sun suddenly lost its dazzling light. It is red, and it seems that a steel plate weighing 1000 kilograms is gradually falling. Suddenly, the sun fell into the dark clouds on the horizon and dyed them red sandalwood. In a blink of an eye, the sun only has a small red face. It smiled and said to us, "See you tomorrow, little friend!" " "Say that finish, then shook his head and got into the cloud.

No wonder Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote in his poem "Happy Garden": "The sunset is infinitely beautiful and is buried by the coming night".

I always like to sit by the window and watch the sunset. Every time the sun goes down, I always enjoy the sunset with a strange mood.

The golden liquid slowly slipped down and landed beside me, feeling extremely comfortable, just like lying in my mother's arms when I was a child, extremely intimate and happy.

"to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night." The sunset at dusk is intoxicating. Sunset is a golden dream. In the poet's pen; Described the charming scene; That charming color is fascinating. "When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world" is a sad homesick sigh of wanderers all over the world. "It is late in Sang Yu, and the twilight is still full of the sky" is the embodiment of the poet's lofty aspirations. Faced with the same thing, the poet expressed different feelings. While I sit by the window and overlook, I always feel that the sunset is very strange and short-lived, withering faster than epiphyllum and disappearing faster than rainbow. Sunset always makes people feel gentle and solemn.

I always associate what my parents gave me with the sun. Sunshine is like that deep love. Because I am afraid of disappointing my parents' expectations, how to report my parents has become a problem that I often think about. When I was a child, I expected myself to grow up quickly, and I often felt the joy of growing up in my dreams. Now I have grown up and matured, but my parents have white hair and sideburns. Whenever I think about it, I feel ashamed. They have raised me for more than ten years, and they are as good to me as sunshine is to young trees. Will they scare me a little like the sunset? But I have grown up after all, and I clearly know what parents want, that is, to make their children happy. Every time I think about it, I am full of hope for life.

The autumn of maple leaves is the change of seasons; Sunset is an easy trip, because it will hold up the morning light tomorrow. The eternal love in our hearts is deeply remembered, and now we are working hard for this love and no longer sigh.

In this state of mind, I found the sunset more beautiful.