Let the true feelings show naturally. Nine 450-word compositions in Grade Six.

In our daily life and study, everyone must have written many compositions, so what are the compositions about letting the true feelings show? The following is my composition "Let the Truth Show Naturally", with 450 words and 9 articles in Grade 6. For reference only. Welcome to reading.

Let the true feelings show naturally. A gust of autumn wind blew, and I thought of my grandfather who was a street vendor, and of the luxurious shop in that winter.

It was a cold winter afternoon, and I was rushing home after my piano lesson. The weather seems to be freezing, and the cold wind can't wait to get into the sleeve. It was so cold that I almost ran home. Suddenly, I found a street stall. I walked to the booth and saw a beautiful heart-shaped lace pin. I was attracted by it at first sight. I felt it in my pocket. Well, I have ten yuan with me today. This pin should be enough. So I asked, "Boss, how much is this?" The boss is an old man. He smiled at me in a hoarse voice and said, "buy one, little friend!" " Two yuan each, very cheap! "I was about to take money out of my pocket and give it to him when my eyes moved to his face-I was shocked! That's a face that obviously experienced fire and burns! I was so scared that I immediately put down my pin, stammered that I had no money, and then ran away.

After walking for dozens of meters, I found a luxurious shop. There is a woman in the shop. She seems to be the owner. She has a thermos in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. She is all jewels, and at first glance she knows that she comes from a rich family. When I walked into the shop, I found an identical pin next to the booth. I asked my boss, "How much is this?" The boss said coldly, "Five dollars!" She added, "Go without buying!" I thought about it, ran out of the shop and returned to the stall. I handed the old man ten yuan. After he gave him the change, I gave him three yuan and said, "Grandpa, this pin costs five yuan, which is what everyone else sells!" " Grandpa listened to my words, smiled and returned the three yuan to me, saying, "It's not worth it!" " "

Until today, I can't forget that winter, and I can't forget that old man!

Let the true feelings show naturally. In the sixth grade, I was three years old and going to kindergarten.

On the first Monday in September, led by my grandmother and mother, I came to the gate of the kindergarten and walked into the classroom with a smile.

However, in the face of countless strange faces, the bright smile on my face gradually disappeared. All that remains is fear. I cried for grandma, but what I didn't know was that grandma had left and arrived home. It would be a long time before I came back, so I had to wait here.

I can't remember the teacher's name, but the teacher is very gentle. The teacher came to comfort me, but the expression was still very strange. He kept patting me on the back, which made me more afraid. I cried even harder at once, and the crying of "whoa, whoa, whoa" attracted more teachers. Now, I have seen almost all the kindergarten teachers.

Although I cried badly, it thundered and the rain stopped after two or three minutes. Looking closely, my eyes have long been swollen by tears, and the tears seem to have dried up. I can't fall down. Gradually, even the thunder lost its sound.

I rubbed my eyes with my hand and slowly opened my eyes to look out. I watched everyone passing by outside to see if grandma had come. I saw all the pedestrians passing by, but I didn't see grandma.

I walked out of the house, ran on the grass, rode alone, and waited for grandma; I think the cloud is lost, Xiaoshi, waiting for grandma. Gradually, the sun was above my head, and finally after lunch, grandma finally appeared in my sight. I ran to the gate so that I could leave when my grandmother came.

Grandma, I finally look forward to coming.

Let the true feelings show naturally. I once saw a glass bridge on TV. Its material is all glass, as if stepping in the air.

I once walked through the Grand Canyon of Rock Sugar, which I really heard. There are many people there. At the entrance of the glass bridge, we saw a long glass plank road, which stood between two hills and heard many people shouting on it. When I got here, I couldn't help but feel scared and a little suspicious at the same time. I still want to go or not, but I can't spend all my money, can I?

I closed my eyes at the entrance of the glass trestle. Feel your way forward step by step. Walking to the middle of the road, I slowly opened my eyes and lowered my head. "Hey, this is not high either." I wonder how such a low price can scare those people to death. So I walked on confidently until I saw a staircase in front. Oh, so it's all superficial. Stairs are a process from low to high, which allows tourists to adapt. So I got up the courage and set foot on a higher glass trestle. Standing on it and looking down, mom, it must be 1000 meters so high. I tried to suppress my fears and said to myself, relax, it's okay. Look on the bright side, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, so I decided not to look down, but I still can't help looking down, mom! Scared me to death. My thighs feel soft. Stop playing! There is no way, I can only crawl forward.

After a few minutes, I stood up again and ran with my eyes narrowed. Bang! Bang! Bang! I hurried down, first because I was afraid, and second because the notice said that I would lose money if I damaged a piece of glass. When I opened my eyes hard, I found that the glass was still intact, but it was a false alarm!

It was terrible to walk on the glass bridge this time. It seems that we must have enough courage! This also reminds me all the time that I should be calm when things happen. So nothing is a problem!

Let the true feelings show naturally. Now that I can remember something, I can't remember it clearly, but one thing is deeply imprinted in my mind and I will never forget it.

One Sunday last year. I'm taking my aunt's little brother, and I'm going to play in the park. Along the way, my brother always jumped around and couldn't walk neatly. I don't just say how many times he tried, but he just didn't listen, just listened to "Oh!" With a loud cry, my little brother fell down. I ran to help him up. When I saw it, his leg was already bleeding. I was scared, too. My brother cried more and more. I didn't bring anything, and I didn't know what to do. At this time, an uncle came over and asked me, "What happened to this little friend? Why are you crying? " I quickly said, "My brother scraped his leg, and I don't know what to do." Hearing this, my uncle picked up his brother and ran to a nearby drugstore. Grandpa quickly bought cotton swabs, potions and gauze. He carefully disinfected and bandaged his brother and kept comforting him not to cry. He also specifically told me: "Change the dressing every day, remember that the wound can't be wet, and it will get better soon." I asked my uncle, "What's your name?" My uncle said, "You don't have to ask my name. As long as my little brother's leg gets better, I will be relieved. " Hearing this, I looked at my uncle from a distance.

Ah! There are true feelings everywhere in the world, and true feelings always warm people's hearts.

Let the true feelings show naturally. Perhaps friends living in the north will never understand the expectation of southerners for snow, which is a kind of enjoyment across the north and south.

We don't snow all year round. Every winter, we are greeted only by cold and dry winters. However, today's weather forecast actually shows that it may snow!

Seeing the news, I couldn't believe it at first, but then I was ecstatic and my hands trembled. I can't help looking out of the window. The smoke from my breath formed a white mist on the glass. I imagined the heavy snow falling on my shoulders like goose feathers. I jumped around in the snow, apparently in class, but my heart was completely occupied by snow.

I look out of the window from time to time, and every few minutes I reach out to explore the wind, for fear that I won't see the snow. The cold wind hit my face and made my face a little red with cold, but I didn't want to close the window at all. On the contrary, the stronger the wind, the more excited I am.

When I reached out my hand again, I suddenly felt a cold touch. My eyes suddenly lit up and I looked out of the window at once, but it was not as white as I thought, just raining lightly. The cold and transparent light rain soaked my enthusiasm and ruined my hope.

Will it turn into snow when it rains? I suddenly rekindled my hope and continued to look out of the window. After class, I hurried out of the classroom and touched the rain in the courtyard. It's raining harder and harder, and my outstretched hand is colder and a little chilling, but I still wait.

It must snow! It must snow! I couldn't help praying to heaven, walking from left to right in the corridor, gritting my teeth and blinking at the raindrops. I don't even know which classmate passed by, and dandruff danced with the wind. I thought it was real snow!

Suddenly, the rain turned white. I don't know who shouted "It's snowing!" "The front is so promising, but when I really saw that scene, I was a little trance, this white world! I'm still looking forward to those days when it doesn't snow. Although I can't find traces of snow, I also had a happy time in hope, which is a kind of enjoyment.

There are laughter, can't wait, and there are beautiful dreams outside the window.

The hope and longing in my heart is also a kind of beauty!

Let the true feelings show naturally. I am holding a failed test paper, and my heart is heavy, and my mind is full of fear. I thought to myself: don't go home yet! Just hide, but where? By the way, it's the garage!

I took the test paper and walked into the garage with a nervous heart. It's dark, the sun has gone home, and the bright moonlight shines down. I'm so worried that I'm walking around the garage, and all I can think about is failing the exam: going back now? No, you'll be scolded to death! Stay here all the time? No, I'll be scared to death. Hey! What should I do? If I had known today, why should I have! I really regret it. After a long time, it became darker, and the garage was no exception. It was dark all around.

The moonlight doesn't shine much. The wind, "Hoo, Hoo-"blowing, seems to be the howl of ghosts, dark and opaque, making this place "the underworld". I'm even more scared. I'm scared to death. In this dilemma, I had to bite the bullet and walk home. I vaguely saw two familiar figures in the light-mom and dad! Near, I can see more clearly, two lines of tears flowed out on my parents' faces, and my frowning brows stretched out at the moment I saw them. I can't help bursting into tears.

At this moment, I understand a lot. ...

Let the true feelings naturally show affection, friendship, gratitude and so on. Only people are the purest feelings. I've always thought so since I was a child. But until today, I didn't understand

Today, my father, mother and uncle are going to my grandmother's house to collect corn. They also brought a cousin's puppy named Nuo Nuo. Nuo Nuo was picked up from the street by her sister and adopted. She has only been at her sister's house for two weeks. She grew up behind her sister bit by bit, and three months passed unconsciously.

It will be sent to grandma's house today, and everyone can't bear it, but my aunt just can't get through that, so she has to take it away with tears in her eyes. At the moment of parting, people hurt, and dogs hurt more; People cry dogs cry; People talk to people, dog, no, it just looks at you and me with tears and lies at her feet.

Mother didn't dare to look at it, and my sister squatted down to touch it, but I sat on the brick, called its name and patted its tail.

Let's leave now. People and dogs are not noisy. It sat quietly on Big JIU's lap, with its paws gently resting on the rolled-down window, and tears pattered down the door.

When the car left, people waved and dogs barked. Close the window, people look at the dog, it got the message, reluctantly retracted his head, put away his paws, and the tears that have not yet landed hit the rising window glass in Ran Ran.

From then on, I understand that pure feelings are not limited to people, but also between people and animals.

Let the true feelings show naturally. China New Year is an exciting and fun-filled festival!

"In addition to firecrackers at the age of one, the spring breeze warmed Tu Su. On New Year's Eve, our family was having dinner at the dinner table. Family members smiled and listened to the blessings. They raised their glasses and took a sip, and found that they drank a little more than usual. This is affection. When eating, the family will discuss some topics that children can't understand, but at this time they smile so kindly and brightly.

Of course, our children are also discussing our new plans for the New Year. If this is a strange plan, we will laugh. After dinner, my sister and brother came to the garden and started setting off firecrackers. When we set off firecrackers seriously, it looks particularly cute, just like Xiong Haizi who hasn't set off firecrackers for decades. We couldn't help looking at it with our eyes and laughing ten times brighter than usual. In the evening, we sat in front of the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala together. Seeing the funny sketch, we all laughed heartily, and the family's affection became stronger and stronger. ...

Not only the children are happy, but also the family is happy!

The atmosphere of the Spring Festival is everywhere, in the laughter of children, in the gorgeous fireworks, in the cheerful music ... The Spring Festival is annual, but it is always exciting. Spring Festival can promote family affection and friendship between children!

China New Year is an exciting and fun-filled festival!

Let the true feelings show naturally. There are clouds outside the window and there is no light in the vast sky. Crowds of crows circled in the air, crying from time to time. The wind blows across the earth, blowing the fallen leaves into the distance. "Tick-tock", "Tick-tock" ... At this time, a few drops of rain beads fell from the sky and hit the eaves. How many people in your life can make you cry because of a little thing?

I was seven years old that year, and I was in the second grade of primary school. On an ordinary day, school is over. The only unusual thing is that the weather was very bad that day. The sky seems to be covered with a layer of black cloth, and it is raining heavily, which brings a little sadness to people's mood. "Is he coming to pick me up or not?" I'm worried.

I walked out of the school gate and mingled with the chaotic crowd. The cold rain soaked my shirt, and the biting wind blew across my cheek. The noise of the crowd reached my ears. I was cold and helpless at that time. I don't know how long it took, but I seem to be crying. At this moment, a pair of warm big hands touched my head from behind me. As soon as I looked back, my helplessness and coldness vanished. Yes, he is my father.

He is not tall, short, fat or thin. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. When he went out to work, he wore a formal suit and a pair of bright eyes, as if he could see everything. He grabbed me into his arms, took off his coat and put it on my shoulder. He bowed his head and said to me, "Don't be cold, let's go."

On the way home, he carried my schoolbag with his left hand around me and his right hand held an umbrella for me. I told him some interesting things that happened at school. He just nodded and smiled from time to time and rarely spoke. I never found anything wrong.

Soon, he came to the door. He put away his umbrella, shook it gently and put it on the ground. Then he took out a key from his trouser pocket with his right hand. At the moment he reached out, I couldn't believe what I saw: the rain had completely soaked my father's suit shirt, especially his right arm and right shoulder, as if it had been raining. The rain was still flowing down his skin one by one, and a large piece of water soon accumulated on the ground.

My father opened the door and smiled and motioned for me to go in, but I instantly felt that my father's face had changed a lot ... My father changed his clothes, took the umbrella and left. Looking at his distant back, I suddenly felt tall and small, big and old. Suddenly, I felt my nose was sour, and my face shed tears unconsciously. "Is this the feeling of being moved?"

"When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy," please cherish this only fatherly love.