My composition in the sixth grade of primary school

No matter in study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which is a verbal activity for people to express their thoughts in written form. So how to write a general composition? The following is the sixth grade composition I collected for you. I hope it will help you.

My sixth grade composition 1 Some people like reading, some like playing football, and some like planting flowers. But what fascinates me is playing the piano.

I remember when I was in the second grade, my mother enrolled me in the electronic piano remedial class. When I first came into contact with the electronic organ, I fell in love with this instrument, and my cheerful fingers danced between the keys, as if I were a little musician. Later, every time the teacher taught me, I would play a lesson skillfully earlier than others, and I would practice the songs that the teacher had not taught several times at home. In this way, I fell in love with playing the piano.

Once, when I came home from school, I just put down my heavy schoolbag and prepared to play the piano. My mother said angrily, "I haven't written my homework yet. I want to play the piano. Go back and do your homework quickly!" " I had to go back to my room in frustration and do my homework in despair. An hour later, I finished my homework. I rushed out of the room quickly. When I wanted to play the piano, my mother said, "Why do you do your homework so fast? Show me. " I reluctantly took out my homework for my mother to check. After my mother was satisfied, she finally let me practice the piano. So, I sat down in front of the electronic piano, opened the music, and played many songs with relish, as if I had forgotten the world and myself. Jumping, I suddenly came to my senses and looked down at my watch. It's almost seven o'clock! I turned around and asked my mother loudly, "Mom, why don't you invite me to dinner?" Mother smiled and said, "You have played so hard, how can I have the heart to call you!" " "I looked at my mother and smiled foolishly.

Now, I have been learning to play the piano. Under my serious practice, I learned a lot of songs. Where there is a piano, I stop to play a song before I leave. As soon as I finished my homework, I couldn't wait to run to the piano and play one beautiful tune after another. Playing the piano has become an indispensable part of my life.

Playing the piano taught me what concentration is. It can cultivate my sentiment and enrich my knowledge. Playing piano fascinates me!

I am a member of my motherland, and I love my motherland.

The names of China, Huaxia and Shenzhou have appeared in China. It first refers to the "center of the world", that is, the central plains Heluo zone in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, and then gradually contains the orthodox meaning of dynasty rule. After the founding of the Republic of China, "China" officially became the modern title of the Chinese nation. China is an ancient civilization in the world, with more than 5,000 years of traditional culture and a long history of civilization, and has established many prosperous and powerful dynasties. At present, China is a permanent member of the UN Security Council, the world's second largest economy, the world's largest exporter and the world's second largest importer, with the largest foreign exchange reserves. It is one of the fastest growing countries, but it is still an underdeveloped developing country. "China" now means "People's Republic of China (PRC)" internationally, with Beijing as its capital.

Motherland-although I can't find an exact definition from the relevant materials, my humble opinion is that the motherland should be a place of survival opened up by our ancestors and a "fixed territory" formed by endless generations. Therefore, from the cognitive concept of national traditional culture, people usually call "a fixed territory" the motherland, and give this territory a special meaning of endless life, worship, cherish and harmony from generation to generation. I defend. More profoundly, people compare the motherland to the mother, who is the most direct carrier of life. Therefore, the comparative emotional expression of "Motherland" is a manifestation of people's love for the motherland. In layman's terms, loving the motherland is a proposition of human instinct and has no political meaning. Mothers of the motherland, only mothers deserve love for the motherland, and patriotism is like loving mothers. This is everyone's instinct.

China is a country with a long history and culture, enjoying a state of etiquette, porcelain and silk ... By the end of 20xx, the population of China had reached 1, 370,536,875. So I am happy for my motherland, so I am proud of my motherland. My motherland is in my heart, I love my motherland! ! !

My neighbor is an uncle who is about fifty years old. He often puts a beach chair on the roof and lies on it to raise his flowers and plants. This is a neighbor of mine who likes to grow flowers and grass.

My neighbor's surname is Li, and we usually call him Uncle Li. Uncle Li was originally a teacher. But then I resigned for some reason. So I started to grow flowers and plants on the roof. He has a pair of children, who are usually very filial. He often sends him a lot of money. But I can't be with Uncle Li. I asked Uncle Li why he keeps flowers and plants, and he said that flowers and plants are his little friends.

Your uncle may be a little inconvenient because he is old. But he still insists on going to the roof to water the flowers and plants every day. Once his daughter came to see Uncle Li and put forward the idea of throwing away the flowers and plants. Uncle always says yes, but never throws it away. I think it's because those flowers and plants have become a part of uncle's life. After all, it has been raised for a long time.

My uncle is very kind to me. He often buys me some snacks, and my mother also asks me to spend more time with him. Because uncle is alone at home. But my mother won't let me ask why my uncle is alone at home. There is an old TV at my uncle's house. He likes watching the news broadcast. So I show him the newspaper I bought every day.

Once there was a typhoon, the potted flowers uncle put on the wall actually fell downstairs. My uncle went downstairs trembling, trying to cultivate those flowers again. I've been trying to persuade my uncle to talk. He's dead. It's no use. But uncle went upstairs with flowers in his hand. Didn't come to see us for nearly a day. I feel so sad. From then on, there were no more flowers on the balcony. They all moved indoors.

Uncle didn't give up his flowers and plants. Those flowers miraculously came back to life. This may be that good people are rewarded.

My sixth grade composition 4 My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang. The name my mother gave me reflects my mother's expectations of me. She hopes that I can study hard and return home from dawn one day.

I am eight years old, tall, round face, like a big apple. Eyes are bright, although small, but they are particularly divine. Flat head. I was happy all day, as if nothing bothered me.

I especially like talking. Sometimes in class, the teacher talks with relish, but I chat quietly with my deskmate and talk with relish. Although I love talking so much, I have nothing to say when the teacher asked us to exchange and discuss. I seldom raise my hand to answer questions in class, but I talk a lot when I get home.

I like playing computer games, but my parents don't let me play, but as long as they are not at home, I will rest assured and boldly seize the time to play games on the computer. They see that I like computers so much. Later, my mother had to say, "You can play, but you must finish all your homework before you can play for half an hour." For half an hour, I reluctantly agreed. On Sunday, as soon as I finished my homework, the computer hooked my soul like a magnet, and I lost track of time while playing. Every time I was scolded by my mother, I reluctantly left the computer.

I still have some shortcomings, such as losing my temper, doing my homework carelessly and being slow to respond. I used to be very interested in mathematics. Somehow, I didn't get 90 points in the two unit tests this semester. The reason is that I only tried to finish the exam and never checked it. So I made mistakes in some wrong questions, all of which were caused by carelessness and absent-mindedness. Alas! I really want to get rid of "sloppy", but it follows me like a ghost, which is terrible.

This is me, an ordinary little boy.

I have a bad habit of procrastination, which makes me have no time to play and do other things. Often I can't finish what I should do, or I do it very late. Because of this bad habit, I often can only watch other students have fun. Only I am still doing unfinished work at home, and I always envy others. My mother gave me the nickname "Little Old Mill", not "Little Model Worker".

Slow: Every day when my mother wakes me up, I will stay in bed for a long time. When my mother comes with a feather duster, I will get out of bed quickly. After dinner, I'm going to school. I'm in no hurry. I'll touch this and pinch that for a while. Looking up at the time, "it's 7: 30, no, I'm going to be late", so I went out with my schoolbag on my back. After school, I can wander around the school gate for half a day and let my mother worry there. I don't know what happened.

Slow writing: At school, I barely passed my homework. When I get home, if I have my mother's supervision, I won't delay too much. If my mother isn't here, I'm really like a bird just released from a cage, watching all the new things, touching this for a while and playing with that for a while. In the blink of an eye, time slipped away. I haven't written a few words when my mother comes back from work. So my homework is often written until after nine o'clock. Alas! Who can blame this?

I suffered a lot because of the "little old mill" During the exam, my math paper has never been checked because of "little old grinding", and my Chinese composition can't be finished sometimes, so my grades will naturally not be too good. Because of the "little old mill", I can't rest on time and have no time for entertainment. ...

I am 12 years old this year. I decided to bid farewell to the title of "little old mill", get rid of the bad habit of procrastination and become a "little fast horse"

Yesterday, there was a blank here, and I was studying, which has been the case for many years. Today, we arm our minds with knowledge, but the future is still far away for us. I haven't seen you for years. I've changed.

You see, I used to be very weak, and I caught a cold when I was cold. My mother said, "You are possessed by cold spirits!" "But now, I don't often catch a cold, and I'm not possessed by that nasty cold essence. I've changed!

You're watching. I used to be fat and annoying, but now I am tall and thin, like a bean sprout. I eat very hard, but I haven't changed at all, so I eat very little and slowly. I often think: If I am not fat, I will keep my present figure!

Look, how bold I am. I don't like plush toys. I hate dogs, but it's different now!

I used to be bold, but now I am as timid as a mouse. I can't read stories about ghosts, otherwise I will be suspicious, and I can't go to dark places, because I will cry out in fear at the slightest sign of trouble, so I gradually developed the habit of holding plush toys before going to bed, and I can't change it. What a nuisance!

It turned out that I was afraid of dogs and ran when I saw them, but the more I ran, the more dogs chased me. Later, when I saw the dog, I asked my father to hug me. Once I was seriously ill, and my father brought back a dog, which scared me. A few days later, I finally threw a piece of meat to the dog. A few days later, with the encouragement of my father, I finally reached out and my father put a sausage in my palm. Diandian immediately came over and licked me enthusiastically. After that, I ate sausage with relish. I will never be afraid of dogs again, because I know a truth: if you are good to it, it will be good to you!

Today I am loading knowledge into my head, and tomorrow my "equipment" will be installed. I hope that in the future, I will use my mind to realize my dream-to be a teacher!

I remember once, school was about to start. Because it has not been cleaned for a long time, the classroom is full of dust, which is not a place for people to stay at all. We began to mobilize to clean up. Before I started working, I was kidnapped by the first-grade teacher to clean up in the first grade!

Because of lack of manpower, the teacher only asked me to sweep the floor and set the table. Don't underestimate sweeping the floor and setting the table!

Although the classroom is not very dirty and there are no scraps of paper on the floor, there is thick dust. I picked up the broom and began to sweep. I swept left and right. Hey, didn't I just sweep here? Why is there dust again? Anyway, I started sweeping the floor like a tornado. Finally, under my constant cleaning, the dust finally gave in. Under the irrigation I swept hard and the moisture of my shining sweat, the floor showed her original style (the floor was gray, but almost pulled! )

The next job is just to set the table. I began to arrange the first row of tables. This one is a little higher, it's too wide. No, lower it a little. Yeah, well, let's go out and see the effect, huh? How crooked is it? It was okay when I watched it inside, but now it's all messed up? Maybe it's the deviation caused by my myopia without glasses! Myopia is really not a good thing. I have no choice but to rearrange the table. Now, um, okay, next row. That's it. I'm in rows. On the whole, it looks, well, not bad, and generally passable.

It's over, the delivery is over, and my excitement has calmed down. After the teacher came back, he saw me clean the classroom so clean and dragged me to drink, rewarding me, and the fatigue of the day was eliminated. Well, work is a pleasure. Looking back now, I am still a little excited.

My dream is to be a biologist.

I like raising small animals, catching insects and planting flowers and grass since I was a child. I also like reading books on natural science best. Also participated in two biological group activities; There are also two precious animal photo albums and an elaborate plant specimen.

When watching TV, movies, books and newspapers since childhood, I found that there are still many biological mysteries in the world that have not been solved. There are still many biological resources that have not yet been developed; Many precious animals were killed.

How eager I am to study them, develop them and protect them, so I am determined to become a biologist.

I want to travel around the world and go to the bottom of the sea to uncover the secret of "devil artificial fish"; To find out why lemmings commit suicide by jumping into the sea collectively, and so on. I also want to study how to protect rare animals and forest resources in the world, solve many problems of ecological imbalance in nature, and make nature better benefit mankind.

In addition, I also want to study an animal stimulator. After injecting delicious yellow river carp, it can grow bigger than sharks and catch up with whales. At that time, people could buy a lot of fresh fish with good quality and low price, and they didn't have to be picky when eating. The meat of a fish can make thousands of delicious dishes. If you inject sea cucumber, bear and Jin Siyan, they will grow dozens of times bigger than they are now. By that time, won't delicacies become ordinary meals on the table of ordinary families?

I also want to use hormones to make precious water lazy. Purple leopards grow fat and big. A leopard skin can make several coats, making people's clothes more beautiful and warmer.

I will also cultivate many tropical fruits and plant them in the north, so that northerners can often eat pineapples, bananas, sugar cane and so on in the south. We should also let fruit trees in the north grow in the south and let southerners eat fruits from the north.

This is my dream of becoming a biologist when I grow up.

I am in the sixth grade of primary school. We play football in the community.

Playing football depends entirely on footwork. Of course, you have to kick it. Not only that, you also need to use your hands, brain, heart, heart, lungs ... the most important thing is your brain. There are many nerves in the brain, which are connected with hands, feet and other parts. For example, if there is a ball, our players grab it in the backcourt and give it to me from the backcourt. When my brain saw the ball for the first time, it instinctively reached for it, and it was blocked by my foot. I always take the ball again. When I take the ball, my brain's first reaction is not to let the other side grab the ball, and my second reaction is to shoot. However, I am at most 10 meters away from the goalkeeper, and I only have about 10 seconds to think. If I shoot now, I may be saved. I can only keep moving with the ball. It is only 7 meters away from the goalkeeper. I looked at the back, and all the players in our team were guarded, so I had to rush out of the tight encirclement. I didn't expect the other goalkeeper to come out, my brain told me.

My friend passed me the ball. I felt so high that I had to stop on my chest. My teammates cut in at high speed. I pass it to him, and everyone else doubles him, and he passes it to me. We had a "against the wall" competition. At this time, it becomes a single-handed ball. I took it with me earlier. The goalkeeper didn't come at this time. I seized the opportunity first, and then I took a look. Get in! Get in! Get in! ! ! Although my asthma is very severe, my comeback is fruitful and my heart is beating fast, but I scored wildly!

Sports are good for us. I love sports!

I thank many people for my sixth grade composition 10, but I want to thank my mother most. Because she will encourage me when I am discouraged and make me more confident and brave. On one occasion, I was not rated as "Top Ten Teenagers" at the counseling station. I feel sad and don't want to do my homework. I just want to cry. Knowing this, my mother said to me, "Don't be discouraged, failure is the mother of success!" " !

I can't comment this time. Then I will work harder and fight for it. "I heard that, I secretly made up my mind that I must strive for the top ten teenagers next time. My mother will also persuade me not to be proud when I am proud. Once, I got a double score, and I was a little complacent. Sometimes you just want to play if you don't do your homework carefully and correct your mistakes. My mother saw my pride and said to me, "People can't be proud. Haven't you ever heard of "pride goes before a fall?" Hearing this, I bowed my head. I thank my mother for helping me find my self-confidence. I thank her for making me a modest good friend. Teacher's comment: From the description of the article, you can see your true feelings. Your mother's help plays a very important role in your study and your character. You also have a deep understanding of this point, which is clearly stated in the article. The article focuses on two aspects. First, when you are frustrated, your mother teaches you not to be discouraged, but to have the courage to overcome failure. Second, when you make achievements, your mother reminds you not to be proud, to be modest and to make persistent efforts. Your description is true, your feelings are clearly expressed, and your language is accurate and fluent. However, your shortcoming is that you describe these two points separately. In the first paragraph, you only emphasized the role of encouragement, and in the end, you only emphasized the role of modesty. These two meanings should be expressed before and after.

I came into this world with the crying of the baby. You grew up with me with loving eyes and warm hands. I learned to walk under the care of your, and you all gave me recognition and encouragement when I was learning English. Now, under your meticulous care, I have gone through thirteen spring and autumn periods.

13 years old, I grew up under the bath of your love. In the storm, you held up a big umbrella for me; In confusion, you guide me to the road to success; Under the lamp, mother, you bring me cups of warm water; At the desk, father, you explain the philosophy of life to me. ...

I remember when I was in the fifth grade, I suddenly had a stomachache at school. After the teacher contacted your mother, you hurried me to the hospital. A check, actually got chronic gastritis! You're at a loss about intravenous drip. Without saying anything, you quickly helped me to the infusion room.

You seem to be in more pain than I am when the needle slowly goes into the back of my hand. The needle went in and into your heart. You helped me to lie down slowly ... After a long time, I felt less pain and fell asleep slowly. You gave me your clothes as a quilt and held my cold hand. You didn't sleep for a moment, for fear that you wouldn't notice when the liquid dripped out.

Time is slowly passing. I didn't finish dripping until late at night. Father, you come to see me in the hospital. The night in late autumn is very cold, but I feel my forehead is hot, dizzy and my limbs are weak. You could tell at a glance that I had a fever, so you braved the cold to buy medicine. When I came home, you gave me medicine. Shortly after I fell asleep, my father touched my forehead gently, and it still felt very hot. You put a wet towel on my forehead again. You stayed up all night for me. On that cold night, you made me feel the warmth like spring.

People often say that "father loves mountains and mother loves water", and I really have personal experience. Thank you, mom and dad.

I like my present room. In my room, you can see many toys, including chubby bears, long-haired ducks with pointed mouths and mini rabbits. You can also see all kinds of Barbie dolls, including clever forest princess, kind Cinderella and beautiful true and false princess. You can also see very interesting story books, such as the little peas by the window, the dead rabbit and the education of love. ...

In my room, I spent happy time year after year. But sometimes I want to change rooms. I want to turn my room into a hundred flowers garden, and I can smell the flowers at any time. In spring, winter jasmine is in full bloom, and pink peach blossoms smile at me. Summer is coming, peony girl walks quietly with light steps, and jasmine combs her beautiful hair; Autumn is coming, the fragrance of osmanthus fragrans is coming to the nose, and Sister Furong is standing in the middle of the pond. The scenery in winter is more charming, chrysanthemums look up and smile, and wintersweet sings loudly. I also want to turn my room into a knowledge building, where I can learn all kinds of knowledge and languages. Here I can know where people come from, whether there are edges in the sky and whether there are cliffs in the sea; I can talk with children from the United States about what happened in the 100-acre forest recently, talk with children from Egypt about the mysteries in the pyramids, and invent robots that can travel in space with my Japanese friends. It's not bad to dress up the room as a grassland. The chair becomes a red horse, which can take me to the endless grassland. The bed became a yurt, and the toy became my grassland friend. We sing and dance together and enjoy the gift of nature. This is the room I want. You must think it's beautiful, too

My sixth grade composition 13 I lived in the country with my grandparents until I was 5 years old. At that time, because my parents were busy at work, I had to let my grandmother take care of them first.

Although it was many years ago, I still remember some people and things in the countryside. What I can't forget most is the sister-in-law next door who dotes on me and loves me.

Aunt, because all the children have gone out to work, her husband seldom comes home all the year round, so she is the only one left in the big empty house, so she especially likes to call on her neighbors when she has something to do, especially when she hears that there is a child next door. She always likes to hug the child at that door, even if it is a hug, and I happen to be the object of her hug. Write a composition, my aunt.

Every time my aunt comes to the door, I can always hear the familiar knock before she crosses the lobby, and then her loud voice: "Is there a wave?" Seeing that no one responded, she went straight through the lobby to the backyard. When she saw me sitting alone in a rocking chair, she immediately came up to me with a happy smile on her face, squatted beside me, picked up the double-sided drum next to her and played with it in front of me, making me giggle. He posed and asked, "Why are you alone?" At that time, because I was too young to speak, I could only "sip for a long time, and my aunt gently touched my head" and said, "Oh, how could I forget?" You are too young to talk. " At that time, I could only look at her with two small eyes. Suddenly, somehow, she magically took out two sweets, and I clapped my hands happily. She was very happy to see me, her eyes inadvertently turned into a crescent moon, reached out and took my hand, put two sweets in my palm, and got up and went back to the hospital.

I was a "pure" naughty egg when I was a child. I put my mother's perfume on the flowers to add flavor. Sprinkle toilet water on the window to prevent mosquitoes from entering. There are many naughty things, so I will tell you one today. Shh, keep your voice down and keep a secret for me!

It was noon in the summer vacation, and the weather was sultry. The cicada shouted "cicada, cicada" in the tree, as if to say, "It's so hot! It's so hot! " The hens in the yard flapped their wings in the heat, and the trees bowed their heads in the heat. Mother bought a big watermelon from the street. When I saw it, my heart was filled with joy. I think my mother really understood. I rushed over and hugged my mother's thigh and said, "Mom, cut it for me." My mother touched my head and said, "Good boy, let's eat together when Dad comes back from work." I was very unhappy when I heard that, and my mouth turned high.

After a while, my mother went to the kitchen to cook, and she was glad. God helped me. When my mother was cooking, I pretended to fall and push the table. The watermelon on the table rolled around, fell to the ground and broke with a bang. I happily picked up the watermelon and said to my mother, "Mom, the watermelon fell to the ground. Can I eat now? " Mother smiled and said, "naughty boy, I really can't do anything about you." She took a knife, cut the watermelon open and said to me, "greedy cat, eat!" " "I took the watermelon and skipped away like a white rabbit. Mother's voice came from behind: "this naughty child!" " "

Do you think I am naughty or not? Mom and dad said I was naughty, and I felt naughty, too. Because I am a born naughty egg.

My sixth grade composition 15 I am less than nine years old and weigh about 100 Jin. My face is chubby, my stomach is full of my favorite food, like a watermelon that is about to explode. My legs are too thick to kick the ball, my hands are too hard to throw it, and I can't buy clothes that suit me every time I go shopping.

Why am I so fat? Every time I go home, I have to sit on the sofa with snacks and snore. Without exercise, my father told me to run, and I always shouted "Tired! Tired! "

Every time I go to play table tennis, I always run first and then jump. I didn't run fast enough, and the people behind me pushed me like a ball. Frog jumps at me four times in five minutes, and Yan Siyuan jumps six times in five minutes. When others jump, they "quack, quack" as sensitively as a big frog, but I am a big hippo that jumps very slowly. When I play ball, the ball is served quickly and I can't catch it. It's really unlucky After class, I am best at shopping. I'm fat, I run slowly, I run forever, and I can't get to the store by wrestling.

Once, I went out to play with my children. They always run faster than me. Soon I ran to the door of the community, and I didn't even exceed ten meters. I can't help it if others hit me. I can only stand still. I can't run left and right like Steve, and I can prevent any obstacles.

Another time, I went to KFC for dinner. When I get there, I want to eat everything. Hamburgers, French fries and egg tarts are all my favorite foods. I can't miss any of them. As a result, my stomach is getting bigger and bigger, and I keep wrestling when I walk, rolling on the ground like a big ball and can't walk. No wonder people keep calling me "Fatty", "Watermelon" and "Big Ball".

When I went to physical education class, others ran ahead, but I fell behind. In a race, four people run together. I always come third or fourth, but never first. When we are free, we play police to catch thieves. I can't run fast, so I'm always arrested, sometimes at first. Duan caught seven in three minutes, and I caught two in three minutes. Being fat is really bad.

Hey! Fat is really bad! I should lose weight!

I'm going to get up at 6: 30 every morning to run two laps and go to physical education class for six laps. I can do it!