Sixth grade composition: poor Simon's death

In the usual study, work and life, everyone has written a composition, and you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise language that you can understand to a developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. I believe writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is my carefully arranged composition for the sixth grade of primary school: the death of poor Simon, welcome to share.

It's getting dark, the wind is blowing, the clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and the sea is beating wildly against the coast. The bell at night disturbed Simon's thoughts. Her husband hasn't come back from fishing at sea. How could he not worry her? Sang Na's husband, a good neighbor, has come back, because the wind and waves are too big, and he was injured when he went ashore. Simon waited anxiously at the seaside. Seeing the weather getting worse, Simon couldn't help praying silently in his heart.

It was raining cats and dogs. Sang Na settled down his family and quietly came to the west gate. Looking at Simon's anxiety, Sang Na had to persuade her to go home and wait. Sang Na knew that Simon was pregnant for more than nine months and had been in poor health. In addition, there is a starving child at home. But Simon didn't agree. Sang Na picked up the only raincoat in his hand, wrapped Simon tightly and dragged Simon back.

Simon doesn't have a decent piece of furniture at home. His clothes and quilts are sewn with patches of all sizes. The child was lying in bed, asleep, with tears in his eyes, and his big head and thin body seemed to be extremely uncoordinated. Sang Na helped Simon to sit by the bed, trying to comfort her: "Simon, don't forget your initiative, you will come back soon, he may want more fish …" Simon's tears rolled down, and she knew that her husband might be ill-fated. Such a thing is not uncommon here. I don't know how many families lost their loved ones like this. But Simon is unwilling, her husband is still young! When he went out in the morning, he also made a wish to himself, hoping that he could go home safely, and said that he would catch more fish so that Simon could supplement some nutrition and have a baby smoothly, but now? ...

The night is already deep, and the rainstorm is still crazy. Sang Na accompanied Simon silently, and the air was filled with sadness, which made people breathless. The night lasted for a year. It was getting light, but after all, I didn't see my husband come back.

As the days passed, Simon gave birth to a boy under the careful care of Sang Na. However, because of his sadness, Simon's health is getting worse every day. It was another stormy night, and Simon was extremely weak. She thought of her husband who loved herself deeply and died at the bottom of the sea, and of two poor children who were about to lose their mothers. Simon dare not think about it any more. The children slept soundly and didn't feel the impending disaster at all. Simon took off his old headscarf, wrapped his strength around the children's feet and kissed them affectionately. Finally, she slowly fell on the bed, and the light in her eyes gradually disappeared.

The long night finally swallowed up poor Simon.