It's good to have you.

In daily study, work and life, writing is the most unfamiliar thing for everyone. Writing needs a complete text structure, and it is necessary to avoid an endless composition. So have you ever studied composition? The following is the sixth grade composition I helped you organize. That's very kind of you. For reference only. Welcome to reading.

It's good to have you. I remember it was a dark night. Outside the window, the wind mixed with raindrops hit the glass, making a stiff sound. I was alone at home, and I turned up the TV to hide my fears. Suddenly, the power went out and the house suddenly became dark. This sudden change made my heart suddenly tighten, as if the whole person had fallen into the bottomless abyss, surrounded by endless darkness. I couldn't help crying loudly. After a few minutes, I calmed down a little. My first thought was to call you. My mother heard my fear in the microphone and encouraged me to say, "Don't be afraid, son! You are so old, you have to learn to be strong, don't you? The candle is in the drawer, look for it! " No way, I had to reluctantly put down my mobile phone to look for candles, but I still couldn't find them after searching for a long time. I picked up the receiver again, and my voice was timid, as if I were going to cry. My mother was a little unhappy and said like a complaint, "Can't I go out and buy it without it?" Mom has something to do here, I have to go home late! "Say that finish, then hangs up the phone. Bad mother! I said angrily in my mind. I fumbled to open the door and looked at the darkness outside. From time to time, a few cold winds pass through my back, which is creepy. I bullet, crustily skin of head, rushed into the night. When I bought a candle to go home, I suddenly froze and my eyes lit up. Mother stood in the middle of the living room, smiling and reaching out to meet me. She stepped forward, hugged me and praised me: "Good boy, please forgive my mother when you grow up!" "

It suddenly dawned on me that my mother was not far from home. She did this just to exercise me and cultivate my independent personality. "Mom ..." Looking at her clothes wet by the rain, I finally understood her good intentions.

Mom, I love you! It's good to have you!

It's good to have you. You are like the sunshine in winter. You, like spring in the desert; You, like the light in the dark. It's good to have you, my mother.

The most lasting expression of my love, is choosing to stay by your side. The autumn sports meeting is about to begin. The teacher asked me to take part in the 800-meter long-distance running, but I have no long-distance running experience! My first thought was to give up, but my mother encouraged me to try and secretly signed me up for a mini-marathon. Although it is a mini, it is also 9 kilometers. My mother said that she would accompany me to finish the race. After running for three kilometers, my feet seem to be filled with lead and I can't walk any further. My mother helped me. She told me to stick to it. I really can't run, so we have to walk the rest of the way. Finally, I actually persisted and ran the 39th place. Mom, it's good to have your company!

Encouragement is the deepest expectation For the first time in my life, giving a speech for the first time is very stressful. I tried to memorize the manuscript, but I couldn't. I was so anxious that I cried secretly in my room alone. My mother said to me, "son, you tell the speech to others, not recite it." I believe in your language ability, and you will succeed. "So, you sit on the stool, listen to me again and again, and be my audience. You give me warm applause and always say, "You speak very well, and this action is crisp and beautiful!" " "These words of encouragement make my blood boil. I've practiced so many times that I don't remember myself. On the day of the competition, I nervously stepped onto the stage, subconsciously looking for my mother, and finally saw it. My mother gave me a thumbs-up, and I suddenly relaxed a lot. The four-minute passionate speech ushered in thunderous applause from the audience. Mom, it's good to have your encouragement!

Dear mom, thank you for always accompanying me on my growing road! I am lucky to have a "grown-up" mother like you, who can recite ancient poems, play games and watch cartoons, and grow up with me ... It's good to have you!

It's good to have you. Sixth grade composition 3 childhood-grand piano

When I was a child, I was sitting on the sofa, watching the TV being played and listening to the ticking of the clock. I was very eager for my mother to get off work early, so I kept waiting.

"Click" I recognized the sound of two good friends holding hands, but mom came back! My mother came back with a tired body after a busy day, but when she saw my eager face, she immediately smiled. Like magic, my mother took out a small piano toy from her bag and handed it to me. I accepted it gladly.

"Tintin ..." Cheerful notes rang out from home.

I followed my mother from the kitchen to the bedroom like a follower.

Mom, it's nice that you always surprise me.

Childhood-swimming

"Flowers …" I swam back and forth several times in the lane of the newly-opened swimming area. Although I am breathless with fatigue, I still feel dissatisfied. I wanted to swim a few more times, so I started, so I shuttled among many swimmers. He has a proud expression on his face.

"No difficulty can stop my progress ..." I just thought of this sentence, "Oh dear!" One accidentally didn't stop, his head hit the wall at once, and he quickly turned over and gasped.

At this time, I was twisted with pain. At this time, my mother who was watching my tracks across the street seemed to find me. She knew something was wrong when she saw me covering my head.

My mother came over at superluminal speed, and I was already stunned in the water, because it was the first time I saw her run so fast.

While touching my head against the wall, my mother kept saying, "Does my head still hurt?" Hey! Why did you swim so carelessly? Be sure to pay attention next time! "

Mom's hands seem magical. When she touched it gently, her head, which was very painful, seemed to be less painful.

Mom, you are my protector. It's good.

It's good to have you. Grade 6 Composition 4 "Crash, Crash"-A bus is running on the road. Bang, I got on the bus and saw the driver, so I was lost in thought. ...

It was a summer vacation. I go to grandma's house to play by bus.

The car bumped on the rugged dirt road, and the tires of the car raised countless particles and hit the window "scratching", making the clean and bright glass completely embarassed.

I looked up and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Liang Qing Temple: dense poplars; Jujube has also grown a lot, hanging a tree like a pearl agate; The "green hair bomb" on the walnut tree is like a naughty little doll, waving a "hand"-a leaf at you to tease you to hit it with a bamboo pole.

"Crash, crash" The car twisted violently and began to moan: squeak, squeak, squeak. ……

Suddenly, the tall driver shouted, "What are you doing? I can't believe you threw cans and garbage out the window. What if animals eat by mistake? "

I turned my head to see who the driver was cursing. The driver roared again: "It's you! Son of a bitch, what are you looking at? " I didn't throw the garbage out of the window! How can he insist that it's me?

The eyes of the whole car "stabbed" my beating heart like a sword. I can't wait to find a crack in the ground! I was flushed and embarrassed.

I bow my head, huh? Why did the man next to me disappear? Why is my bag open? I quickly looked at the bag, which was not short of money. Suddenly, I understood something. ...

The driver's uncle has seen the man who stole my money in the rearview mirror. He couldn't stop it, so he had to have someone watch me to prevent the thief from stealing my money. ...

At the station, I got off. I looked at him and said to myself, "It's good to have you!" "

It's good to have you. Everyone has happy times and sad times in his life. There are times of success and times of depression. At this time, there will always be someone behind me who silently supports and encourages me. That man is my mother. She is the dearest person in my life and the most beloved person in my life; She is still the most important person in my life.

Whenever I feel sad or fall down and get hurt, she will gently comfort me and say to me, "OK! Don't be afraid! Don't be sad, I'm here! It will always be sunny after the rain, and the rainbow after the rain is more beautiful. Be brave. " I failed in the monthly exam, and my grades were not satisfactory. I pretended to be fine on the surface, but I hid in the quilt and sobbed in a low voice after I entered the room. When she finds out, she will say to me, "OK! All right! Don't cry, make persistent efforts! " These words, she said to me many times, although only a few ordinary words, have become a good medicine for my soul.

When I went home to do my homework, I suddenly found that there were several math problems I couldn't do. Just when I was racking my brains to break my head, she became my mentor and pointed out every key point. If I don't understand, she will take the trouble to divide the focus into several small points until I fully understand.

This person who always encourages me and cares about me is my mother. She is not only my usual mentor and spiritual mentor, but also does a lot of housework. She is a very competent and good mother. Therefore, in this thanksgiving season full of carnations, I want to say to my mother, "Thank you, Mom! Being your daughter is a blessing that I learned in my last life. I must cherish it. It's good to have you around! "

It's good to have you. It takes a day and a night for the train to go home. The bus arrived in Suizhou. Because I was in a hurry, I didn't prepare enough mineral water, and I had already finished drinking it when I arrived. It's midsummer now, and the closed carriage is very boring. As a last resort, many passengers began to buy mineral water from 5 yuan.

Just as grandma was about to buy it, there was a cry of selling outside the window: "watermelon, watermelon!" " 8 yuan each, cooked and sweet. "Oh, it was Suizhou Station. Suizhou is a small station, the express train keeps stopping, and the local train only stays for ten minutes. I heard that there was a watermelon seller, and my eyes lit up with joy and asked my grandmother to buy it.

"How much is the watermelon?" Hearing someone calling, the old farmer selling melons came over and took out a watermelon from the cart. He said earnestly, "eight yuan each, cooked and sweet, buy one!" " Grandma rummaged through her purse and found only one piece of 50 yuan's money. The old farmer asked him if he could change it, so he did.

After waiting for about five minutes, the old farmer didn't come. Passengers in the same workshop began to make noise. "Suizhou has been in a mess in recent years." "yes! Therefore, I would rather buy a bottle of 5 yuan mineral water in this car than buy things from these vendors. "

My heart is beginning to worry, too Guanong is so simple that he should not be a profiteer. Grandma also looks out of the window from time to time.

The train whistled for the last time and started slowly.

"Elder sister, this is your change." The old farmer selling melons chased the train that had already started. By this time, the train had already gone very fast. Grandma also waved and said, "Forget it." He stood still and threw a mass of things here, just right. He grinned and sweat rolled down his dark face.

Grandma opened the newspaper and found 1 coin, 50 cents, which added up to just 42 yuan. Just now, the noisy crowd became quiet.

That time, I will never forget that old farmer and that sweet watermelon. It's good to have you.

It's good to have you. Time comes and goes in a hurry In this long journey of life, because of you, I have the courage and confidence to move forward bravely on the road of life.

That day, we went to Huang Liang, Ninghai, and we went straight to the top of the mountain with tickets. "You pay attention to safety!" Cried the mother. Finally, we climbed to the top of the mountain, sweating and panting. Standing on the glass plank road, we bowed our heads and sighed, "This is a mountain peak!" " "We are timid and suspicious, but we can't spend the night on the mountain, so we are going down the mountain." Hey, it's not easy! "You talk aside. It turned out to be an amusement project-"flying carpet". To put it bluntly, it is a conveyor belt that can take us down the mountain, more than 40 meters long!

We want to play the rainbow slide, but the staff asked parents to accompany us. But mom won't be here for more than an hour at the earliest! So, while the staff was not paying attention, the two of us sneaked in and took the rainbow slide down the mountain quickly, but what happened later was beyond my expectation.

Only electronic payment is supported here, even cash, we don't have it. But this stupid mobile phone is too stuck, how can it not get in, and how is it broken at a critical moment? We can't go down the mountain or go back without paying, but mom is waiting for us at the foot of the mountain. I lay on the fence, looking at the mountains and water in the distance, and couldn't help crying. You patted me on the shoulder and comforted me by saying, "We can definitely go down the mountain. The method is always more difficult than the reality. Don't be sad. " I suddenly felt warm in my heart, and sure enough, after our repeated attempts, I finally succeeded in persuading the staff. The sun shone softly on our faces, and we smiled at each other and went down the mountain with protective gear, so our friendship became deeper.

Thank you, Jessica Hester Hsuan! Every time I am hit and sad, you are always the first to help me and comfort me. Maybe I did something wrong, too Thank you for your tolerance and understanding. It's good to have you!

It's good to have you. Dark clouds hung over the earth as if to engulf the whole world. White and transparent raindrops fell into the world like arrows, as if to create a miracle.

In the classroom of Class Two, Grade Six, I was having a math class, and I sat in my seat silently. A minute passed and the bell rang "Ding, Ding". The students put on their schoolbags, lined up neatly outside the window and rushed down the slippery stairs. At this time, my hand touched a drop of cold things, my tongue stretched out and it rained. Before long, the crowd was reduced by half, leaving only me and several other students. I was very angry. It's over. I should listen to my mother and take an umbrella. Suddenly, a burst of thunder sounded and scared me.

I looked down and saw that the white and bright rain had wet my trouser legs, like a vast sea. I looked up and found a big black umbrella shuttling through several people. I thought to myself: didn't this classmate go out long ago? Back and forth a few times, you appeared in front of me with a big black umbrella. I looked down and you smiled at me under the big black umbrella and said, "Sister, let me take you to the station!" " "Paused, I nodded with a smile.

The cold wind roared on the road, and the nearby elm trees were rustled by the strong wind, but I felt particularly warm. You hold my cold hand and your brown eyes are shining. Not long after, the station arrived, and you looked up and said to me, "Sister, here we are!" " "At this point, the No.4 bus has been coming slowly. I smiled, got on the bus, looked at your distant back, and understood everything. I said softly, "Thank you! "

The dark clouds gradually dispersed, the sky was blue and clear, and the fiery red sun showed a little light from the dense clouds, opening the bright door according to the fertile land.

I want to say to you: "It's good to have you!"

It's good to have you. It's a depressing weather from sunny to heavy rain. It's raining heavily outside the window. It's dark and the sky is covered with black ink. Isn't that how I feel?

The thing is this: I had a Chinese exam that morning, and I always got good grades in Chinese. Naturally, it is not taken seriously. I didn't study hard the night before, just swallowed my dates. When it was time for the exam, the test paper was handed out, which was a big surprise! Questions with more than 1/4 cannot be answered. My heart is like throwing a stone into the river, causing ripples, biting my pen and trying my best to finish the test paper. Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, the afternoon paper was finally issued. Looking at the red cross and the horrible 69 points, I am very unhappy. I buried my head and sobbed, wanting to cry.

That's it. I am in a bad mood, confused and helpless looking out of the window. At this point, I can't help but shine at the moment-the rain has stopped! The sun shines on the earth, and a colorful arc falls from the sky! Red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue and purple, that rainbow is beautiful, beautiful, like an angel, bringing hope to the earth. Outside the window are gorgeous rainbows, quiet blue sky and floating white clouds. When I walked out of the classroom, the rainbow warmed my heart like the spring breeze. Under the sunshine, my mood seems to have reached an elegant state. I am suddenly enlightened, without fear, loss and depression, and my heart is endless light and hope, like a rainbow. It suddenly dawned on me that it is better to cheer up than to cry. I won't be depressed. I will continue to work hard and achieve a satisfactory result. I believe the rainbow will be more beautiful after the rain.

The rainbow took away my loss and gave me confidence. Self-confidence is the pen that draws the rainbow of life, the encouragement of teachers when they fail, and the hug of mothers when they succeed. I not only overcame setbacks, but also defeated myself.

It's good to have you. Everyone will meet such a person who will give you encouragement when you are sad. Comfort you when you are hurt. Show you the way when you are at a loss.

It was a cloudy afternoon and the teacher came into the classroom to announce the results. My expectations turned into disappointment. I walked home alone. It began to rain. When I got home, I went straight upstairs to my room and took out the test paper soaked by rain. I looked and said nothing. You come in and sit next to me as if you know everything: "It doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam. The key is to stand up from where you fell and analyze your mistakes. I believe you can. " Perhaps it is because of these short sentences that I regained my broken confidence and finally achieved good results in the second exam. Summer night is always you and your basketball game. It's dusk again, and I fight with you again. In order to show his basketball skills, he launched a fierce attack from the beginning. With the success of the layup, my score has surpassed yours. However, many things have happened. During filming, I fell down and immediately scraped a piece of skin on my knee. Come and ask about me at once. I didn't say anything, just showed you my knee. You comforted me and said, "It doesn't matter. Just apply some mercurochrome to the wound. A man, a man, be strong. " You make me cry. I stopped crying. It took me two months to recover. But I will never forget what you said to me. During the summer vacation, everything in my room will be moved because I want to move. Faced with a mountain of books, I don't know where to start. You looked and said nothing. When I cried out to collapse, you suddenly stood up and pushed me away, tidying up the bookshelf bit by bit. After a morning of hard work, I finally understand a truth: everything needs to be done bit by bit.

Because of you, I can get out of depression, endure pain and learn to do one thing patiently. Dad, I want to say to you, "It's good to have you."

It's good to have you. You are so strong, you still grow after the heavy snow, and you are still tall and straight in the hot sun. The memory of you, short but not light, gave me endless reverie; You in reality, tall and proud, have inspired me in life.

In the midsummer of that year, the sun was like fire. Peach blossoms can't stand the scorching sun, and pear blossoms can't stand the test of fireballs. Thanks. Only cicadas are chirping in the branches.

That day, your thin body, sitting in a big white flowerpot, caught my eye. At that time, you were not as tall as my palm. When I saw you, I disdained to say, "Can this thing survive?" Mother said, "You will wait and see!" Is it? The doubts in my heart never stop. But you did prove your tenacious vitality with your actions. The taller you grow, the greener your leaves will always be. Suddenly I thought of a sentence: a man is not a judge by his appearance. Yes, all that glitters is gold, but is it only gold? No, no, everything in the world is like this. Their connotation is not clear at a glance, just like you, my chlorophytum.

When summer came to Qiu Lai, the yellow leaves took away a harvest autumn and ushered in a white winter. When a heavy rain comes, you are moved outside by your mother to be baptized by the wind and rain. The slightly drooping leaves immediately became active and straightened up to meet the rain. Then there was a heavy snow. Look around, it is white, and you are conquered by it. You can only show a little green when you bend down. I moved you home from the heavy snow, and you broke your waist and lost your former prestige.

When I came home from school, my eyes suddenly lit up. It turned out that you were standing proudly in the flowerpot. A simple flowerpot sets off your beauty to the fullest. I was ecstatic, but at that time I clearly understood that life could not be smooth sailing, and I had to bend down at the right time to usher in a better tomorrow.

Swimming in the long river of memory, your figure is tall and straight. It keeps coming to my mind.

It's good to have you.

It's good to have you. Who is the person who treats you well in life? Are you classmates? Friend or passerby? ..... and in my life, the person who is kind to me is my mother.

One day, I did something wrong and quarreled with my mother. As soon as I got angry, I ran into the room and locked the door. My mother kept calling me outside the door, but I didn't respond. After a while, there was no sound outside. I always suspected that my mother was waiting for me outside the door.

Soon, my stomach growled, so I went out to find something to eat and see how my mother was. I searched room by room, and I was surprised to find that my mother fell asleep on the sofa until I looked at the living room.

I went to my mother's side and found a few more white hairs in her hair and more and more wrinkles on her face. Somehow, a few tears came out of my eyes, and some fell on my mother's face. I guess my mother feels a little cold. She opened her eyes, saw me and hugged me at once.

At this time, I quickly apologized and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Mom said, "Nothing, are you hungry?"? Shall I cook you a bowl of noodles? " I readily agreed. My mother went to the kitchen at once. I looked at my mother's tired figure, walked into the kitchen and watched her come out with a bowl of hot noodles. Looking at that bowl of hot noodles, my nose is sour and my eyes are wet. At that time, I wanted to cry, and I was afraid that my mother would worry, so I put up with it and went back.

After eating noodles, I went back to my room, took out a soft and big pillow and put it in the middle of the sofa. I helped my mother walk past, and she was lying on the sofa with her back tightly attached to the pillow. I asked her, "Are you comfortable?" Mother nodded and said, "My back is not sour at all." I ran back to my room with a full face of joy.

At the moment, I look at my mother's worrying about me and really want to say, "Mom, it's good to have you!" " "

It's good to have you. Every time I pass by your downstairs, I can always smell the soup you cooked and see what you cooked in front of me. This soup is sweet, sweet. ...

After class in the afternoon, I walked out of the classroom, and rays of sunshine rushed into my arms and warmed me. At the thought of going to xx's house, I jumped three feet with excitement and smiled like a blooming flower.

Everything will not go smoothly. It happened that the class teacher didn't know, and sent a message: next Thursday's mid-term exam! Please ask parents to supervise their children's review. My mother went dark as soon as she saw the news. She looked at the sun in the sky as if to swallow it in one gulp. As soon as I saw this scene, I knew something was wrong.

I just wanted to call xx, but my hand was a little slow, so she called first. "Hey, old X, when will you come over?" Xx is very excited, listening to the voice over there, as if preparing something. "xx, I ... I have a toothache and can't come," I whispered. My conscience was stabbed by a sword, and blood flowed like a river. Although my words were full of apologies, they still seemed insincere.

Xx immediately hung up the phone. I remembered what she said to me at school four days ago: "I have bought it all, just waiting for you to come on Sunday!" " "When she said this, she was very happy, as if it were a cold plum with goose feathers and heavy snow in winter, which was quite imposing.

After a while, her mother called again and said, "xx, aunt, tell you, do you know how much preparation xx has made for you to come here?" After the appointed time, she started shopping. Today, she cleaned the house, dragged it, put on her best clothes and dressed herself beautifully. I asked her why she did this, and she said, of course, xxx is my best friend! "At this point, I can no longer listen to bottom go to, tears unwillingly to flow down.

If it weren't for me, you wouldn't ... it's good to have you.

It's good to have you. One day in February, you came into this world mysteriously. From that day on, my home and my simple life have undergone earth-shaking changes. ...

From that day on, I have something delicious, and you should have two bites. You must play anything interesting; Where to play, I will report to you or take you crazy. You were the first to watch the Academy Awards, and once you painted on it. Sometimes, I really hate you: grab the ipad, tear my books, and do all the bad things! But ... on second thought, I think it's very kind of you.

You like working too much. Every Saturday and Sunday, you "come in a hurry, go in a hurry, don't be a slacker" like a little bee. You are good at hanging clothes. I don't want to hang clothes. Very troublesome. You frown, fiddle with it, and then do it one by one It's not pretty, but it's your heart. It's dark, the night is coming, as long as I call you, you have to put it away. Even if it is sometimes shaken by big clothes, it still completes the task well. Maybe, you think this is a game, you enjoy it, but you don't know how to play it well.

On Saturday, I went to cram school. Don't forget to bring me a copy when you go shopping in the supermarket. Every day when I come home from school or cram school, I see you watching from a distance. I opened the door barefoot as soon as I saw you, and then I tweeted what you saw and heard all day. Whenever this happens, I will listen to the small world in your mind. Gradually, it seems to be back to your childhood, but I was you when I was a child, and you became me, but not so tricky.

Thank you for coming, little guy.-Huang Huiyu, I'm glad you could come.

It's good to have you. I had a good friend when I was in primary school. She got good grades and was very popular with teachers.

She was my best friend at that time. In my mind, her status even surpasses my family. She is a girl who loves to laugh and is very lively. She is my best friend-Zhong Ting.

In my study, I asked her all the questions I didn't understand. She sat in front of me. I always tap a few pens in front of her, and she knows I want to ask her questions. In class, the teacher wouldn't let us talk, and we even handed a small note.

I remember one time, I tapped her with a pen and the teacher was copying homework on the blackboard. She turned around, and I turned around without asking the teacher. As a result, it is conceivable that she was severely criticized by the teacher. I think she must blame me. Unexpectedly, after class, she asked me if I had any questions to ask her in class. I said to her, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this." Actually, I want to ask you what is behind pi 3. 14 156535. " She said, "Well-it seems-I don't know. Shall I ask the teacher for you? " "good!" I said with ecstasy. I didn't expect that she not only didn't blame me, but also helped me ask the teacher questions! Alas, such a good classmate is rare!

When I was in primary school, my math scores were very poor, and my test scores hovered between 560 and 560. I remember one exam, and I failed in math. I was in a bad mood and didn't talk much for a whole week. During this week, she has been silently accompanying me, comforting me in her spare time and telling me what the teacher said again. She doesn't raise her hand. She is always a positive speaker in class. She smiles less and always smiles. Finally, with her comfort, encouragement and help, I no longer feel inferior and sad. I have courage and self-confidence, and I have the motivation to study hard.

Another math exam, I actually got more than 80 points, so I was very happy. Seeing me ecstatic, a smile hung on her face again. Looking at that restored smile, I really want to say to her: it's good to have you!