Sixth grade story composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone has written compositions, and they must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Writing compositions is to cultivate people’s observation, association, imagination and thinking skills. and important means of memory. There are many things to note when writing an essay. Are you sure you know how to write it? Below are 8 sixth-grade story compositions that I compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect them. Sixth grade story composition 1

With the popularity of computers, I, like many people, have become deeply obsessed with the Internet; who makes computers not only make us children happy, but also make it easy to check to the knowledge we want.

One day, I was working on a handwritten newspaper about patriotism at home. However, as I was doing it, I was stumped by a problem: I wanted to write a long sky in the handwritten newspaper. I wanted to copy a poem about patriotism, but I thought about it for a long time and couldn’t figure it out. Then I went to look up books, but I turned through all the patriotic books at home, and the result was-either too long or too short. I asked my classmates and parents again, but to no avail. Alas, what should I do? At this time, my eyes fell on the computer beside me. Suddenly, I had an idea. I immediately pushed away my chair and ran to the computer desk in one second at the speed of a 100-meter race. I pressed the switch and opened Baidu. , marked "Poems about Patriotism", and there were thousands of poems for me to choose from. I selected one of the best poems and quickly copied it down. Hahahaha, I finally found a suitable poem to help me complete my homework. Computer, thank you very much.

However, although you allowed me to find out a lot of things, my eyes have also become myopic because of you, do you know? In fact, it is because of my poor self-control ability. I will play games less and use you more to look up things in the future, because this is the best way to use you.

A computer is a double-edged sword. If you make good use of it, it will help you a lot; if you abuse it, it will push you into the abyss. Therefore, we must control ourselves well and let the computer become our good helper instead of being enslaved by it. Story composition for sixth grade 2

Former Soviet writer and poet Gorky once said that "books are the ladder of human progress." He told us that we must read more books in order to increase our knowledge and continuously improve to keep up with the times. change.

I have read many books, such as: "Journey to the West", one of China's four famous classics, the funny "Father and Son", the interesting "The Magic School Bus", and I was fascinated by it at first sight. Books such as "Those Weird and Worrying Questions Whatif" opened my eyes and benefited me a lot. In the past, I loved watching "Carmela", "Frog and Toad", "The Magic School Bus"... but now, I love watching "Boxcar Boy" and "Treasure Hunt in Greater China" the most.

I remember that when I was a child, I didn’t like reading very much. Once I accidentally opened "The Adventures of an Uninhabited Island" and became very interested in the storyline in the book: This boy Who is it? Why is he picking up branches? ...Unexpectedly, I became fascinated while watching it, and from then on I became fond of reading. First I read comic books and then started reading novels.

Each of us has our own favorite reading method. Now let me tell you about my reading method: If it is a novel or story book, I will first read the table of contents and connect the stories. The general content of the book, then I will make notes while thinking about it, and try to imagine the pictures and scenes described in the book. After that, I will read and take note of the knowledge points and vocabulary in the book to deepen my understanding of the story. Understanding of the content; if I am reading a comic book, first I will read it all in its entirety, then I will guess the Easter eggs, memorize the knowledge points, and finally review the exciting parts.

Although I have read many good books, I am still far from my scheduled reading and learning goals. In the future, I will read more good books and learn more knowledge to let myself be in the ocean of knowledge. Soaring in. Story composition for sixth grade, Part 3

Looking through the yellowed old photos, my inner thoughts are ups and downs... Is it bitter, beautiful or unforgettable? I want to hide my face and cry, but also want to look up to the sky and laugh loudly...

That photo in 20xx: a sweet smile on the young face, small eyes narrowed Her face formed a gap, and she covered her face with her two small white hands, as if she didn’t want others to take photos of her. She was such a shy girl! Her mother held her in her arms, and her father, grandpa, grandma, grandpa, grandma, and brother were all surrounding her, protecting her as a child, making her warm and happy. The adults looked very serious, except for the girl who was silly and happy.

That photo in 20xx: full of youthful vitality, she has become mature. The adult's face is covered with wrinkles, and those wrinkles tell the vicissitudes of time; her face is filled with smiles, and that smile reflects the process of growth. The adults gathered around her, and the whole family laughed happily.

I can’t help but wonder: Where did the time go? Invisible changes over the years are changing the family tradition of this big family, and I am that girl. The deepest feeling!

In 20xx, I came to this family. At that time, the adults in the family were very serious and reserved. I love to laugh and am naughty. I often hold back my laughter.

In 20xx, I was 12 years old. The atmosphere at home was very relaxed and happy, and everyone was very casual.

From rigorous to relaxed, the family tradition changes with the passage of time. I think: The change in family tradition may be because people’s outlook on life is changing, which leads to a different attitude towards life! The power of time is so powerful! Sixth Grade Story Composition Part 4

Men Yangyang is the son of the shop owner in our community, so he is white and fat. He has just entered the first grade. He loves to play pranks. What's going on? Let me tell you!

"Falled" off the scooter

Men Yangyang's family has a scooter. He often skates, but he is not very familiar with how to skate, so he always falls. Once, in the square, he was skating on his skateboard. Suddenly, he rushed towards us. We ran in a hurry and saw that he was about to hit the big pillar. Suddenly, a 180° turn saved Men Yangyang's life from danger. However, he fell heavily to the ground. Wang Zhiyong and I rushed over and asked him, "Are you okay, Men Yangyang?" "Oh, my bones! I'm afraid they are broken!" Men Yangyang replied weakly. Wang Zhiyong was a "great detective" and immediately said, "Do you want me to call your mother over to the hospital for a check-up?" "No, no, no!" Men Yangyang immediately stood up and said. It made us burst into laughter.

Catching earthworms to scare girls

It was Saturday. Men Yangyang and I went to catch a few earthworms to scare girls. The first target was Dun Jiaxing. However, although she was frightened and cried, she went to tell her parents, so we were yelled at by the angry parents all afternoon. I swear to God: I will never do any pranks again!

Men Yangyang is such a person. Although he is very young, I still want to become inseparable good buddies with him! Story composition for sixth grade 5

One day, my daughter’s mother bought some peaches. She wanted to pick the big ones to eat. After eating, she asked me to tell a story about the peaches. I That's what it says.

There are two peach trees, one big and one small. They are neighbors. The big peach tree has a big peach, and the small peach tree has a small peach. The older one is called Sister Datao, and the younger one is called Sister Xiaotao. One day, Sister Da Tao said to Sister Xiao Tao: You are so small and ugly, no one likes you; I am big, round and beautiful, and there will be many, many people who like me. After hearing this, little sister Tao looked at herself and then at big sister Tao. She felt very uncomfortable. She also blamed Taoshu's mother, why she didn't give birth to herself as big and beautiful as sister Tao.

From then on, Sister Xiaotao was unhappy all day long. A few days later, a peacock aunt passed by the peach tree. Aunt Peacock said: Ha! I really like that big peach. As I said that, I reached out and picked the big peach sister. While picking it, I said, I will take it to the forest supermarket to sell it. There must be many people who like it. I will use the money from the sale to buy one. A flowery dress. Aunt Peacock also said that the other one was too small and I didn't like it, and others certainly didn't like it either, so Sister Xiaotao was left on the tree. After Sister Big Peach was taken away, no one played with Sister Little Peach. She was very lonely and complained all day long that she was small and not beautiful. She was sad and cried for many days.

A few days later, a parrot brother came to the peach tree to enjoy the shade and found the little peach, which was sister peach. Brother Parrot said: Wow! It would be beautiful if you pick this little peach and make it into peach jelly! As he spoke, Brother Parrot picked the little peach. Sister Little Peach felt so happy. Brother Parrot also said that I will take the peach jelly to the forest supermarket to sell, and I will use the money I earn to travel to the beach. After Brother Parrot came home, he spent half a day making peach jelly for Sister Xiao Tao. After making the jelly, he immediately sent it to the Forest Supermarket. When she first entered the entrance of the Forest Supermarket, Sister Da Tao immediately recognized Sister Tao who had turned into peach jelly, and Peach Jelly also recognized Sister Da Tao. Sister Da Tao asked Sister Xiao Tao, why did you turn into jelly? So beautiful! So beautiful! Big peach sister praised peach jelly continuously. Sister Xiaotao told Sister Datao about meeting Brother Parrot. Sister Xiaotao also said: Sister Datao, you said that I was young and ugly that day. Didn’t it have no effect?

Sister Da Tao was immediately ashamed. He immediately apologized to little peach sister who had turned into peach jelly and said: I'm sorry, little peach sister, I shouldn't have said that you were small or ugly that day, it was useless. Now I understand, as long as you are a peach, you are as big as Everything small is useful. Later, in the forest supermarket, the peach jelly was bought by Uncle Monkey after just staying there for half a day. Sister Big Peach stayed in the forest supermarket for five days and was covered with green hair before being bought by Granny Wild Boar. Moreover, the peach jelly made by Sister Xiao Tao sold for five leaves, while Sister Da Tao only sold it for three leaves. Sixth Grade Story Composition Part 6

Today, Grandpa Dashu, the great artist of the forest, will teach the little animals how to make clip art with leaves. So, the little squirrel, the little white rabbit and the little pig arrived at Grandpa Dashu’s house on time.

Look, there is a handsome little squirrel sitting on the far right. It is wearing a blue shirt, purple pants and a pair of red sneakers.

There is a big furry tail behind it, like a warm quilt, protecting him from the wind! Look, it is busy putting leaves on the paper to make a beautiful goldfish! It thinks: I will definitely be the first to finish, and I will be the one to do it!

To the left of the little squirrel is the cute little white rabbit. It is wearing a yellow coat, green trousers and a pair of red cloth shoes. It doesn't seem to be going very smoothly, and I'm racking my brains thinking about how to paste it?

To the left of the little white rabbit sits the playful little pig. Look at it, it only focuses on folding paper cranes, it smiles like a sly eyebrow, its eyes are narrowed into a straight line, and it can't do its homework. How can Grandpa Dashu take care of it!

It was time to hand in the homework, and the little squirrel showed his work to Grandpa Dashu. A gust of wind blew and the leaves rustled. That was Grandpa Dashu saying: "You did a great job!"

The little white rabbit also showed his work to Grandpa Dashu. Another gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and Grandpa Dashu said: "Not bad, keep working hard!"

The little pig took its paper crane and came to Grandpa Dashu dejectedly. At this time, a strong wind blew, and Grandpa Dashu got angry: "How can you be half-hearted in class?" After saying that, the leaves fell on the little pig's head one by one, and the little pig yelled "Ouch, ouch," and said, "Big Grandpa Tree, please let me go! I won't dare to do it again next time!" Grandpa Tree was so angry that he stretched out his branches and confiscated the paper crane from Little Pig.

The little white rabbit and the little squirrel took their works and went home happily. The little pig had empty hands and a pile of leaves on his head, muttering to himself: "I will be scolded again when I go home..." Story composition for sixth grade 7

"Books are human beings The ladder of progress; books are the guiding light of mankind; books can guide mankind to heaven; books are mankind's most loyal friends. Only by making friends with good books can you move towards the glory of life as soon as possible." I said to my mother.

You ask me what I am doing, well, I am begging my mother to let me read more before going to bed. "What a big deal, even if you say that, I won't agree. Even if it's summer vacation, you can't read unreasonably!" I put down the "Jane Eyre" helplessly, but the hero Rochester And the heroine Jane? Love has been attracting me, and I decided to secretly read a book at night. So we decided on two plans A and B.

I started to implement plan A. First, he sneaked into the study room, quietly put the book into his clothes, hugged it tightly, then put the flashlight into his jacket pocket, then lifted up his toes and sneaked into his room as fast as he could, covering himself with the quilt. , put his head into the quilt, and sighed, Plan A was successful. Then I turned on the flashlight and read the book with relish. The middle part of the room only rang a few times. It was already late at night, and I fell asleep without realizing it. I was still happily reading a book in my dream. "Bell—ring—ring—" the alarm clock rang on time. I stretched a lot, rubbed my eyes, and suddenly found that my flashlight had been left on all night and was out of power. The lithium battery for the flashlight was no longer available at home, so Plan A failed.

It doesn’t matter, I have a plan B. I have already downloaded "Jane?" on my mobile phone. "Love" THX e-book, I don't have to worry about running out of battery now. If my phone doesn't make a command for 30 seconds, it will automatically turn off the screen. It can be said that everything is ready, except for the night! As soon as 8:30 arrived, I went to bed early, then impatiently picked up my phone and started reading my book. While I was devouring my book, I suddenly heard subtle footsteps. I quickly turned off my phone and stuffed it under my pillow, pretending to sleep. It must have been my mother who came to cover me with the quilt. Sure enough, it was my mother who came. My mother looked at me and left. I was secretly happy. As soon as my mother left, I started to devour my books again. What a joy.

However, just after I started secretly reading at night, my sleep quality dropped significantly, and I couldn’t get up at all the next day. After thinking about it, I decided not to secretly read anymore. Story composition for sixth grade, Part 8

Nature is very beautiful and magical. The hope of spring, the irritability of summer, the desolation of the ball, and the coldness of winter. From a drop of water, I read the persistence of "a drop of water cuts through stone, and a rope cuts wood"; from a drop of sunshine, I read that the sun can shine on every corner of the world; from a small grass, I read I was surprised and shocked when I read it, and it inspired my soul.

The cold winter has passed, and a new spring has ushered in. From a distance, the forest is blooming with colorful flowers, which are very dazzling. When I walked in, I realized that here is actually a forest. A sea of ??green, although the flowers are gorgeous, the grass is also indispensable. Green symbolizes youth and hope, and the grass is also playing this song of hope for me.

Spring is so short, and people have already ushered in the heat of summer before they have time to enjoy the warmth of spring. Although summer is a season full of vitality, it is also a holiday for the wind and rain. It rains heavily every three days, catching people by surprise. Under the violent attack of the heavy rain, the grasses were staggered and staggered, and some grasses could not withstand such a heavy blow and died at a young age.

The dryness of summer has finally left, and with it, people’s irritable mood has also left. Autumn is coming with cheerful steps. Autumn is the season of harvest and beauty. While people are enjoying the joy of harvest, who would think about the grass that has long been forgotten by people? Looking at the golden yellow mixed with dots of green on the grass, I couldn't help but think of Gong Zizhen's "Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into grass mud to protect the flowers." The grass has sacrificed its whole life for nature, and it is here At the end of your life, you have to sacrifice yourself.

In the blink of an eye, winter has arrived, and there is only one grass left on the grass. The only grass resists tenaciously in the biting cold wind. Is it lonely? No! Not alone. It is the difficult conditions that nurture it and make it unique and alternative. Make it stand out; make it unique; make it stand out. It seems to be standing on the top of a mountain, fighting against the wind and snow. He has the spirit of "let the wind and rain hit me, I will not move". Compared with other grasses, it appears stronger and stronger.

Nature is like this, the seasons are constantly alternating, telling stories every moment, but we need to approach gently; walk in quietly.

I want to thank nature and its magic; I thank the grass and its greatness!