In the sixth grade, I wrote 10 warm compositions around the central meaning.

# 6 grade # Introduction Warmth is a cup of hot tea, which warms the whole body. Warmth is the helping hand of others when you are helpless. How should you write a composition around the central meaning of the word "warmth"? The following is carefully arranged for everyone, welcome to read.

1. The sixth grade writes a warm composition around the central meaning.

What is warmth? Warmth is a bonfire under the Millennium iceberg; Warmth is the greeting of a friend in the most lonely and desolate time; Warmth is your comfort when you are sad. Once, I went to Bailu Town, Pengzhou for an inspection. Although the town is very romantic, it is much colder than Chengdu. I pulled my thin shirt, ignoring the beautiful scenery. The cold wind passed through me like an arrow. I was shivering with cold, my teeth chattered up and down, and I made a "giggle" sound. My feet kept stamping and my hands kept shaking. Looking up at the sky, it seems that the old man's gloomy face, gray clouds filled the sky. Suddenly, I felt a warm feeling. It was a coat. What caught my eye was my mother's face: "I only wore a thin one, I don't know if it is cold." After that, I wrapped my coat around me again. In an instant, my body and heart warmed up.

Recalling that night, I walked aimlessly in the street. The ambiguous light of the street lamp sprinkled on the smooth cement road, the stars embedded in the night disappeared, and even the crescent moon was covered by clouds, and everything was quiet. "Blare ..." Crying broke the silence. Who is crying? I turned around curiously and looked around. I saw a child crouching helplessly on the side of the road, crying, his tender face was full of tears and snot, and his white hands trembled slightly. I wanted to ask why the child was crying, but I was afraid of getting into trouble. I hesitated for a long time and kept staring at the child. Finally, the devil inside pushed me back to the right path with conscience. I don't know why the wild flowers around me didn't come, but the standing trees seem to be completely bald, leaving no leaves. Night enveloped my body like a demon, and I walked in fear. I don't have the courage to see that child.

Just as I was about to return because I couldn't stand the condemnation of my conscience, I saw a child wearing a scarf and a woman standing beside me. Scarf is very small, short, worn out, inconspicuous, but extremely warm. The woman smiled, touched the child's head and pulled the scarf at the same time. I felt how small I was. Silk scarves have melted my numb heart like bonfires, and also warmed the indifference of the world. A warm current suddenly poured into my heart and wrapped it.

My mother's abuse and the woman that night will remain in my heart forever, letting me know how cold and warm the world is. I think, maybe this is the brilliance of motherhood, the kindness and gentleness of women, which touched the cruelty of the world and saved the indifferent heart of the world!

Ah, what a beautiful soul

2. Write a warm composition around the central meaning in the sixth grade.

Sweet potato baked in the cold wind, a bottle of mineral water in the hot sun ... Whether it is hot or cold, they all have a warm heart. The winter of 20** was particularly cold, and the cold wind blew the earth dry. The sky is gray, people have already disappeared in the cold streets, and the light of street lamps seems to be dim. Looking at my classmates being taken away and the empty kindergarten, I was disheartened and thought: Why didn't grandma come to pick me up? Usually she has come. Did she forget that I was at school today? I looked out of the window, and the clock on the wall was moving towards the night step by step. Blue sky and night are mixed into blue and black. As night fell, a figure appeared in the street. The man walked slowly, but he could see that he wanted to walk faster, and then he became bigger and bigger and walked in the direction of the kindergarten. I paused: it was grandma. He rushed out of the classroom and ran to the gate. Grandma looked at me and took out a hot baked sweet potato from her bag. I smiled.

It was warm that winter.

Summer vacation suddenly came, and my cousin and I went to Chongqing to play. As soon as I got on the bus and sat down, the black leather car seat was as hot as fire. I thought that opening a window could reduce the heat, but I didn't expect the hot air from the air conditioner outside to "add fuel to the fire." It is indeed a "fire city". You can enter the valley, but it is covered with shade. The caves are cool, waterfalls gush out and birds sing. This is simply a summer resort. But my cousin and I glanced at it in a hurry, holding hands and running all over the scenic spots, only to find that when the dazzling sun shone on us, we had reached the exit. The sun seems to be growing wildly, and when I hear cicadas screaming in the trees, my heart is more agitated. The careful little uncle saw it and bought three bottles of mineral water. He gently handed me one and I drank it without saying thank you. My cousin and I stared at the bottle in my uncle's hand like hungry wolves. My uncle looked at us, then at the only bottle of water in his hand, and gave his own bottle of water to my cousin and me.

It was warm that summer.

Warm is baked sweet potato in the cold wind, warm is mineral water on a hot day, and human warmth is everywhere.

3. Write a warm composition around the central meaning in grade six.

"Warmth" refers to bringing warmth to everything on the earth under the sunlight. In my opinion, there is not only the warmth of nature in life, but also the warmth brought by people. The warmth is brought by parents. On weekends, my mother often takes me to the bookstore. We usually find a good book, have a drink and sit by the window. Traffic outside the window, the room was quiet, my mother and I were immersed in the world of books, deeply attracted by the plot in the book, intoxicated by it. Unconsciously, two or three hours passed. After reading it, I was relieved. This feeling is really good! This is the warmth of knowledge that my mother brought me.

Dad will take me to the park to run, play ball and sometimes climb mountains. When I can't climb, he will encourage me, give me a hand and cheer me up. I was sweating like a pig, but when I reached the top of the mountain, I was refreshed. This feels so good! This is the warmth that my father brought me in sports.

The warmth is brought by the teacher. At the sports meeting, Mr. Dai was very sad to see the athletes and classmates in the hot summer. She went out and bought us two boxes of ice cream. When Mr. Dai came to our team with a box in his hand, his face was red and strands of hair were stuck to his face by sweat. We are all very touched. The substitute teacher seems to have given the athletes strength, and the next few games have achieved good results! This feeling is really good! This is the warmth brought by the teacher's concern.

The warmth is brought by classmates. In a tug-of-war competition, all the students in our class held their breath and were ready to go. When the whistle sounded, everyone pulled to their side, and the students at the other end of the rope simply wrapped the rope around their bodies and pulled hard. Some people blushed, some people's veins stood out violently, some people's hands were worn out, and some people shouted at the top of their lungs, come on! Everyone worked hard, and finally we United as one. After a whistle, we won! This feels so good! This is the warmth that our classmates give us unity.

There are many little things in life that will bring us warmth. It is these warm-hearted things that accompany me, make me feel love and let me grow better. Thank you for the warmth and beauty of life!

4. Write a warm composition around the central meaning in the sixth grade

It began to rain outside the window. At first, it was a light rain, and then it gradually became a crackling rain, mixed with muffled thunder. The Olympic math teacher spoke on the podium with great interest, and a gust of wind blew into my thin coat. I not only shivered, but also felt a chill in my heart. It's over. I'm still wearing such a thin coat in such a heavy rain. Will I catch a cold when I go back? Just thinking, a figure flashed from my eyes, and I froze. This is ... Mom! Her wet hair stuck to her red face, and she was looking anxiously into the classroom with a dark black cotton-padded jacket in her hand. The teacher went straight to the door and said, "What can I do for you?"

Mother gave me the cotton-padded jacket and left. My mother's warmth is still on my clothes. I carefully stroked my cotton-padded jacket and felt a warmth in my heart.

One rainy day, I went to Chengdu by subway and put on this cotton-padded jacket. I hold up my umbrella and walk on the wet ground, feeling warm and harmonious. I walked into the subway station. There are many people in the subway. I feel Mao Mao's sweat coming out on my back like a bug. I took off my cotton-padded jacket, held it in my hand and squeezed into the train. I got off the train and shook my umbrella until I reached the terminal. To make room for my umbrella, I put my cotton-padded jacket on the railing.

Walking out of the subway, the rain dripped on the top of the umbrella. I was enjoying listening to this sweet music when a deep voice sounded from behind: "children!" " Your cotton-padded jacket! "

I suddenly turned around and saw the misty rain curtain. A thin subway sanitation worker is waving at me with a cotton-padded jacket in his hand. I strode over, took the cotton-padded jacket and thanked me again and again. The sanitation worker waved, wiped his forehead full of rain and plunged into the rain curtain. I smiled gratefully at her back, picked up my cotton-padded jacket and felt warm in my heart.

When I got home, my mother smiled as soon as she saw me. "Look at you. What did you do with your cotton-padded jacket?" Change it quickly! "Looking down at the water-stained cotton-padded jacket.

I blushed and scratched my head. My mother put away her cotton-padded jacket. When the sun came out the next day, she took it out and hung it on the balcony. The cotton-padded jacket was heated and the water was gone. The cotton-padded jacket returned to shiny black.

5. Write a warm composition around the central meaning in the sixth grade.

That umbrella, turned into a warm current, overflowed into my heart ...-inscription.

This is also a strange day. It was sunny just now. As soon as the class was over, the sky changed color. The cold wind outside the window slammed against the glass, and the branches and leaves on the tree rustled. The cold wind blew in through the gap in the window, which made people tremble. "Hua-"The rain sounds like drums, and it's already early winter. I seem to be infected and my hands are starting to get cold.

"It rained so hard, but I didn't bring my umbrella" ... I muttered, watching my classmates ask my parents to take it back, and finally I was left alone. Those parents spontaneously waited in line at the door downstairs, which has become a sea of people.

The classmates all went back, and I sat on the steps alone, regretting why I didn't prepare an umbrella. It's raining harder and harder, like pouring down. Suddenly, a vague figure appeared in the rain. The figure is getting clearer and clearer. She came up to me and I stuck my head out: "Mom?" I saw my mother take off her coat and hand it to me. She said shyly, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." This makes me feel very warm. I didn't expect my mother to pick me up and give me her coat.

It rained heavily, and my mother and I walked on the sidewalk with umbrellas. The red rain around me also makes me feel comfortable. I looked around and my eyes rested on my mother's left shoulder. I dodged the umbrella and bypassed my mother's right shoulder. Only then did I know that a small umbrella could not hold my mother and me. My mother moved my umbrella for fear that I might get wet. "What's the matter?" Mom seems to be afraid that I will see her left shoulder clothes wet, pointing to: "Go back!" " "I just obediently returned to my mother's rights. While my mother was not paying attention, I pushed the umbrella to her, but after a while, the umbrella moved halfway to my side. " Mom is not cold. "Mom seems to know my mind. She buttoned my clothes before we walked home.

God seems to feel the love and warmth from my mother, and the rain has stopped. I can't forget this warmth. ...

6. Write a warm composition around the central meaning in the sixth grade

The weather is very bad. With the sound of "Zi-",God came to the world with a light rain. I took my umbrella to the street, thinking that this bad weather is no different from my grades. When I was walking on the muddy grass, I accidentally heard a bang. I fell into the water and looked at the mud in the east and west. My heart seems to have been poured a bucket of five tons of oil by Zhang Xiong in the fire. Then I heard the sound of "Ka-".

Following the sound, I walked quickly and saw a row of bicycles lying in front of a small shop. Needless to say, one of the bicycles was blown down by the wind. Through the domino effect, a row of bicycles "share weal and woe" and "fall down" together.

Many people were watching, but no one came forward to help them. Instead, I took photos and videos and walked out of a ten-year-old primary school student in the crowd. He shouted loudly, "Are you still individuals? Is there any sympathy? " It can be seen from these two sentences that primary school students are not satisfied with anyone.

After two sentences, everyone took action and put the umbrella aside. The rain fell on them, and they ignored the wind and did not open an umbrella.

At that moment, my heart was melted by that pupil, but I felt very warm on that rainy day.

7. Write a warm composition around the central meaning in the sixth grade.

There are always some things in life that make us feel warm, such as parents' concern, teachers' concern, classmates' concern and strangers' help ... The sunshine in spring is very comfortable, just like the feeling of being wrapped in warmth, very comfortable and warm, really. This is physical warmth.

For another example, at the class reunion, a cup of coke can also talk about the deepest memories in my heart. Feel each other's warmth, experience and feel together. This is the warmth of the heart.

Or, warmth comes from a stranger you don't know, but feel like family. Maybe when he helps you, you will be embarrassed to say "thank you" to yourself and "you're welcome" to the other party. My heart will become cheerful and warm. This is spiritual warmth.

It is also possible that when you stay up late to work overtime or do your homework, there is a cup of freshly brewed coffee on your right hand side. Take a sip, and the bitter warmth will slowly flow from your mouth to your heart. This is the warmth from the object.

Look at the word "warm". On the left is "day" and on the right is a word similar to "love". What a noble and harmonious Chinese character this is.

8. Write a warm composition around the central meaning in the sixth grade.

Warmth is the sunshine in winter, soft and comfortable; Warmth is a smile when you are sad, which opens a happy door for you; Warmth is a kind heart, beautiful and happy. In the cold winter, the sky and the earth are cold and gloomy, as if they were about to drop into the water. There is no vitality everywhere, and the children's frolicking sounds in the past are all gone, and the whole world is eclipsed and silent. My hands were red with cold, but I saw the light in front of the house and ran in. The heating in the house is scattered everywhere, and the warmth of home adds a bit of happiness to the snowy winter.

Time flies.

The moon is round and belongs to Huang Chengcheng. It looks beautiful hanging high in the sky. When I was a child, I often fantasized about the taste of the moon, thinking about going to eat on the moon when I grow up. The moon must be very fragrant and attractive. I am so happy to watch my brothers and sisters frolicking, my parents cooking and my grandparents enjoying the moon with a smile. The family sat around the dining table talking and laughing, as if there was a warm current flowing into their hearts.

9. Write a warm composition around the central meaning in the sixth grade.

Many small things will happen in life, which will make people feel very warm inadvertently. I think if others help you, you should also learn to help others, so that the society will be warmer! In the new math class, the math teacher will check our stationery, such as pencils, erasers, red pens, rulers and so on. Before class, I checked my stationery again and found that I had forgotten my ruler. what can I do? If the teacher finds out, he will be criticized! My deskmate saw it and saw that I was in a hurry, so she asked me with concern what happened. I said I didn't bring a ruler. It would be a shame if I were found out and criticized for such a trivial matter! After listening to it, my deskmate lent me her extra ruler without hesitation, and I was very moved. In this way, I also dodged a bullet.

Later, the Chinese teacher asked us to recite ancient poems. Without the manuscript of ancient poems at the same table, it would be more difficult to recite them. Because I memorized all these ancient poems before, the manuscript is still there. After I learned that he didn't have a manuscript, I gave the manuscript of ancient poetry I had recited to my deskmate from home, and my deskmate was very grateful to me. I think it's all small things, because he helped me and I should help him.

Feeling the warmth of small things will make people feel very happy. Therefore, we should be grateful and caring people!

10. The sixth grade writes a warm composition around the central meaning.

Warmth is like chicken soup for human soul. Because of warmth, people's hearts are warmed; Because of warmth, the heart becomes pure. Warmth is like a lamp, which illuminates the darkness in the dark. One autumn day, I caught a cold, and this cold was worse than before. I have a bad cough, a sore throat, and sneezing from time to time, with symptoms of stuffy nose. Both parents were very anxious and bought medicine, but it didn't work. Because I don't usually pay attention to exercise, my parents have taken care of me more carefully since then. My mother cooks houttuynia cordata water for me every day. At night, because I often kick the quilt, she will tuck me in at least ten times every night. Dad also came back from work early to accompany me. Every time he comes in, he will ask me, how was today? Is my cold over? These words will only make me feel very hot and warm. After more than two weeks, my illness finally recovered.

Another time, I remember standing in the subway on a cold winter night. Because there are too many people, there are no seats. A middle-aged woman saw that I was tired of standing, so she went forward and asked, "Is the child tired of standing?" Let's go Sit down and have a rest. " I quickly said no, but she insisted that I sit down. I said thank you, praised her in my heart and made me feel warm.

In fact, warmth is everywhere in life, and warm things happen all the time. With warmth, there is love naturally.