The story composition of the sixth grade nib

In daily study, work or life, when it comes to composition, everyone is certainly familiar with it. Composition can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). What is the composition you have seen? The following is the story composition I arranged for you from the tip of the sixth grade. Welcome to read the collection.

Story composition 1 Xiaojian from grade six On this snowy winter day, only school children play naughtily on the road, but no one notices the blossoming hiding in the corner.

As for where the name of blossoming comes from, it has to start with its owner!

Duoduo is a black and white dog. The little black spots on my body are small but concentrated, like flowers, so it is called "Duoduo".

The school that the students are looking forward to is finally here! Oh, yes, Lu Tian, a caring boy, is going to feed his flowers. Arrived at the blossoming house (the dog house built by loving boy Lu Tian with cardboard boxes).

Lu Tian took out his favorite from his schoolbag. Oh, it smells good! "No" Liu Fei forced himself not to eat.

Finally arrived at Duoduo's residence. Lu Tian quickly said, "Come and eat a lot. Hey, why do you only eat ham? "

Lu Tian saw that the blossoming didn't eat anything else, so he wolfed it down, burped and was full!

Wow, mom is so abnormal today! Let him go! Anyway, I will do as I am told. Lu Tianyi came home to find his mother not at home.

What will Lu Tian's next life be like? How is your study? Let's have a look!

I'm so happy to be home. Even with a new home, I am not so excited, but cherish it more!

Toto, a stray dog, is the happiest dog in the world!

It was January, and the north wind roared, as if to blow down other people's houses. There was no one in the park, and it was silent. "Damn weather!" The gardener xxx roared, "What bad luck!" He kept pruning roses, hoping to go home early.

The sudden appearance of figures seems to add some life to the park. It turned out to be little xx. He was in rags, his nose was red with cold, and he put his hand over his mouth to breathe from time to time. I saw that he carefully put his hand on a thorny rose branch and broke it hard. One, two ... His hand was frozen stiff, but it still didn't stop. "It's so cold, so cold ..." He said trembling.

"ah! Boy, what are you doing! " The gardener's sudden voice excited xx and threw all the flowers into the mud pit. "Sir, I, I ..." "You what you! All right, you flower thief, I got you! Say why you stole it! Otherwise you won't want to go home today! " Little xx was silent.

"Isn't this little xx?" A man said. "Uncle neighbor!" Little xx said to the man. "Mr xxx, what did xx do to make you so angry?" "What? Stealing flowers! " The gardener flew into a rage, but soon calmed down "It should be because of his mother ..." "What happened to his mother?" "Six months ago because of a car accident became a vegetable. Little xx was brought up by her since she was a child and lived a comfortable life. But because of this car accident … Oh, by the way, I remember that his mother seems to like roses best. It turns out that their little flower field is full of roses. I have work to do, so I must leave now. " The gardener was lost in thought.

"Tomorrow is my mother's birthday." Xx whispered that he didn't know if the gardener could hear him.

I am a mouse. I live in a matchbox. This matchbox is bigger than the ordinary one, so it can hold me.

Today I'm going to pretend to be an archaeologist and have a good exploration in this home. Here I found not only coins and socks, but also a key and 500 yuan's private money.

I also came to the refrigerator and saw a bite of fish food. Crispy and delicious. I put it in a bag and ate it up. I also found a bird spider and a scorpion in the box here. Because I'm afraid they will suddenly come out and eat me. Don't run away from this dangerous place quickly.

I also went to the bookshelf and saw rows of neat books. I read A Brief History of Time, The Journey to the West, Water Margin and so on. I stayed here for a while and found a bill of 100 yuan. There is also a bottle of Jiang, and I also found a little food residue.

I decided to find a new nest. I found an abandoned bird in a room. I-I don't want to live. I hid it in it. I put the birdhouse under the bed, believing that humans won't find me for a while. I'm a little thirsty now, so I went to the kitchen faucet for a drink and went back to my nest.

I am really in space today. Forget it. I'm going to bed. Goodbye.

Story composition 4 comes from the late night of the sixth grade of nib. On the train, all the passengers fell asleep, but Sherlock Holmes was awakened. He heard intermittent crying. He woke up his assistant Linda. Linda heard the crying, so they sat up, got out of bed, pricked up their ears and followed the crying. ...

When they reached the last five carriages, the crying not only stopped, but also there was no one in these carriages, which made Holmes more suspicious. When we arrived at the last carriage, there was nothing on the ground except badges. Holmes is getting more and more confused. Whose is this? Later, Linda found an exquisite earring on the ground, like a policewoman on the night shift. Then Holmes and the others went back to sleep.

The next morning, Linda got up and saw a policewoman looking for something, so Linda asked, "What did you lose?" Then Linda was surprised by the policewoman's answer. She said she lost an earring and a badge. Linda pointed to the direction and woke Holmes to go and see what happened. It was indeed a policewoman's, but Holmes said, "What were you crying about last night?"

She said, "Because I couldn't find them yesterday, I began to cry. If you lose it, you will lose your salary. Then I thought about it, and I might as well look for it early tomorrow morning, so I stopped crying. " Holmes suddenly realized.

The mystery ends here.

Hey, Yi, do you have that kind of relationship with Li Xiaowu? Tang Xuan said foolishly, what kind of relationship! Tut tut, you still pretend to know more, directly Nie Conan said, pointing to it, as if it were different from Xiaolan Zeng.

At this moment, Li Daxiong jumped out of nowhere and said, Tang Xuan, you obviously like Li Xiaowu. Liu Xiong Moore jumped out from behind Tang Xuan and added: You used to like to ignore it, but now you are all so enthusiastic. They are full of dog food and want to vomit every day. Nie Kenan heard, well, yes, and then we saw that Tang Xuan had blushed, and Li Xiong suddenly felt bad. ...

What coincidence did Li Daxiong and Liu Xionger say when they walked out of this battlefield full of love? As soon as Li Xiaowu heard a good word, he played "husband and wife doubles" with Tang Xuan. On the one hand, there is the entanglement of bluegrass and the critical strike of the hammer, and on the other hand, there is an eight-segment fall. Although Nie Kenan took out a deadly football to resist, he was defeated and survived after many attempts.

But before long, Kanska got into trouble again and asked him if you really loved Li Xiaowu. Tang Xuan said: You are different from Qiu Rongrong. You chased her for six years and refused to tell her. Seeing that the two of them are about to fight, Nie Kenan asked, who is CP in our class? Suddenly, they thought of Fat Man and Wang, which was really disgusting, because they were Fat Man and talking. Nie Kenan jokingly asked, you too, it can be said that it is more disgusting than Wen Fatty. It's not disgusting to get together and eat dog food every day! Tang Xuan flew into a rage, but he didn't have time to hit Nie Conan. Do you know why? Because his small body can beat the fat and strong Nie Conan.

Next episode preview: Tang Xuan who is crazy about love.

Story composition 6 from the top of the sixth grade this morning, Wang Tiedan was unveiled by his mother. With a bang, Wang Tiedan curled up and rolled to the ground. Oh, I'm freezing. You are a real mother. You're working too hard! Mom roared, if I'm not your real mother, I'm too lazy to teach you. Iron Egg muttered something in a low voice, but you're welcome. Wang Tiedan was urged by his mother to go out after breakfast.

On the way, he met Zhang, a gluttonous classmate, whose face was stuck on the glass of KFC. I can tell at a glance that he wants to eat hamburgers. When Iron Egg was laughing at him, a thin figure suddenly appeared behind him. It turned out to be Zhang, a thin brother.

Wang Tiedan and Zhang go to scare Zhang. Zhang Xiaoxiao's hair stood on end.

On the way, the two brothers told Wang Tiedan the story of the origin of their names, which made him laugh and cry.

It turned out that when their mother gave birth to them, their brother was too thin when he was born, so his family wanted him to be fatter, so he was named Zhang. The younger brother is just the opposite, because the wife is too fat. So I named it Zhang.

In fact, the origin of this name is not surprising. The strangest name is Wang Tiedan. Originally, the name Wang Tiedan belonged to his cousin, but he liked it so much that he changed it with his own name, so his cousin was called CHENGYONG WANG.

Oh, my head was hit by a man with no eyes, Wang Tiedan cried. But the next second, he's as timid as a mouse. It turned out that he was pretending to be someone else, and he was not an outsider, but his class teacher, Mr. Wei. Teacher Wei is a tigress in their sunshine school, and even the headmaster dare not scold her. What should I do? Wang Tiedan's heart is about to jump out of his throat.

Story composition 7 from the sixth grade pen tip Spring has arrived, but the cold wind and heavy snow in winter have not stopped. In this city where the cold wind roars like a wild animal, goose feather-like snow covers the earth and is white everywhere. The weather is extremely cold. Street lamps shine on the earth, and silver shines on the earth. Next to this street lamp, a tramp sleeps with his adopted puppy, covered with some thin clothes. The tramp's shoes were worn out and even his toes were exposed. His face and hands were all red by the terrible cold wind. He was in his thirties, and his skin was frozen like an old man in his fifties and sixties by this terrible cold wind.

The snow on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, and the cold wind continues to blow angrily. The bare branches in the street danced wildly in the dim light.

At this moment, a scavenger came to the tramp and saw the scrawny tramp and skinny dog. He felt pity and took out all the money, ten yuan, twenty yuan and fifty yuan, holding them one by one. He was about to give it to the tramp when he suddenly remembered something and turned and left.

The tramp thought: now no one will sympathize with the inferior people in our society at all. Forget it, just live for one day.

The cold wind is still howling.

Sweeper again. He's back. This time he brought not only money, but also some hot steamed buns and sausages. He distributed these things to homeless people and dogs. This time, the corner of the tramp's eye was wet. He ate steamed bread and the dog ate sausage. The scavengers watched them finish eating and turned away. After eating, the tramp squatted by the street lamp and sobbed.

The story composition 8 from the pen tip of the sixth grade was in the middle of winter, the wind was very cold and the branches danced with the wind. People wear thick down jackets and walk in the streets where cars are coming and going. It's cloudy, and people can't help but speed up the pace of going home.

Xu Ming, a volunteer wearing a yellow vest, stood at the intersection on duty. He waved the flag in his hand and directed pedestrians to pass through the intersection in an orderly manner. From noon to now, with the superposition of time, his legs became numb, his arms became stiff and his voice became hoarse.

Suddenly, a few cold winds passed by, and Xu Ming frowned, pale, clutching his stomach with one hand, slightly hunched and shivering. But he still struggled to wave the flag in his hand ... finally, his face suddenly became ferocious and he fell down. I saw a flash of people in the crowd, and someone stepped over to him and held him firmly. Xu Ming slowly opened his eyes: "Lu Tian, it's you ..."

"Don't talk, stomach pain is your old problem. You are still standing here in such a cold day, you are not looking for death! "

Xu Ming shook his head hard: "No, it will be over in half an hour. I will insist on ... "

Before he finished, Lu Tian waved to the assistant uncle: "Uncle, please arrange it and send him home. I will be on duty for him for the remaining half an hour. " Lu Tian was afraid that Xu Ming would be uneasy, and then he said, "I just attended a birthday party. It doesn't matter if you go home late. "

Lu Tian put on a yellow vest and stood upright at the intersection, waving several flags sideways: "Opposite the green light, please pass ..." Snowflakes fell, the cold wind rolled, snowflakes like goose feathers fell on the yellow vest, and white butterflies danced in the air. ...

The family sat quietly at the table. Grandma wore a "birthday crown" and silently looked at the empty chair ... the little owner of that chair was half an hour late.

Story composition 9 From the tip of the sixth grade, in a remote village, an 86-year-old grandmother and a Persian cat Mimi lived in harmony and happiness.

On weekdays, the elderly have no children to accompany them. She walks on a quiet path with her boobs in her arms every day. When I saw her, she had a kind smile on her face and whispered something to Mimi in a hoarse voice. Mimi also responds twice from time to time, as if a mother is taking good care of her children.

When the old man's 86th birthday came, his neighbor Grandma Sun asked him what kind of cake he wanted. The old man said, "Mimi is the dearest person in my life." Help me do it like Mimi! " When I lit the candle, the old man looked at Mimi and the cake in front of me with deep eyes. Although she still has a smile on her face, I can feel her inner loneliness. The old man's birthday is completely different from others'. Sitting next to him is not a descendant or his wife, but a pure white cat and a cake shaped like a kitten.

"Someone is calling you!" The doorman said. The old man went to the telephone booth and picked up the receiver. "Happy birthday, Mom!" "The old man actually has a daughter. I didn't know the old man had a daughter. Why does my daughter never go home to spend her birthday with the elderly? " Don't go back today, take care of yourself! ""Well, "the old man replied. The old man was lost, but he got used to it. After all these years, his daughter didn't come back to accompany her. Isn't he alive and well?

When she got home, Mimi looked at the old man and the cake. The old man ate the cake with a smile. After eating the cake, Mimi carefully licked the cream on her mouth, put her face close to the old man and rubbed her wrinkled face.

One day, in a very quiet classroom, all the students were doing their homework, and suddenly a noise caught the attention of the students.

It turned out that a naughty boy, Zhang Ming, was quarrelling with his classmates. They scolded him fiercely. At this moment, Wang, a highly effective monitor, came along. He said to them, "What's the matter with you two? The other students are all right. Why are you the only ones fighting and swearing? " Zhang Ming said, "He stole from me, but he still doesn't admit it. I can only scold him." The classmate immediately retorted, "I didn't steal from you." I study here. Why did I steal from you? " "Well, what happened? The deskmate in front of me is far away from me. Only you can steal from me. " The monitor said, "Don't make any noise. Tell me if anything is missing. Why are you beating and cursing? " ? If I can't solve it, you can find a teacher! "

At this time, the energetic young head teacher came into the class and saw several students get together, so he went to see it. "What's the matter, what's wrong with you guys? What are you doing here? " Zhang Ming quickly said, "Teacher, he stole from me." "Teacher, I didn't steal from him. He wronged me! " The teacher said angrily, "Stop arguing. What have you lost, Zhang Ming? " "I lost a pen. He must have stolen it. " In the blink of an eye, the teacher happened to see a pen beside him. The original pen fell to the ground, and Zhang Ming didn't see it. "Zhang Ming, what do you think that is?" Zhang turned his head. "Ah, my pen, here you are."

"Classmate, don't worry about things, take your time. It's not good to be like them Do you know? " I heard that, Zhang Ming bowed his head in shame!

Story composition 1 1 From the pen tip of the sixth grade in Evening Street, a pupil named Lu Tian came.

Lu Tian is a poor child. His father died in a car accident. Soon after, his mother lost her job and found a job as a peddler. The family income is meager, and the boy only ate a steamed stuffed bun for dinner.

Lu Tian ate bread and hurried home. At this moment, there was a sad cry in the corner. Lu Tian looked around. It was a poor puppy. His hair is a little faded and he is dirty all over. It seems that he has been wandering for several days.

Kind Lu Tian saw the puppy and gave it some bread. The puppy seemed hungry and wolfed it down. Lu Tian touched the puppy's fur and left.

The next day, when Lu was at school, he passed by that place and saw the puppy curled up in the corner. Lu Tian bypassed him. The puppy wanted to follow, hesitated, and finally didn't follow.

In the evening, Lu Tian met a stray dog in the old place again. He also gave it some bread and left. This is the case on the third day, the fourth day, and the fifth and sixth days.

Finally, the puppy couldn't help it. When Lu Tian sent it bread for the seventh time, he followed Lu Tian and quietly came to his house.

That night, Lu Tian took the puppy home and washed it with clear water.

Lu Tian thinks that since it is my dog, I should give it a name. Therefore, Lu Tian wants a puppy-blossoming, what a lovely and pleasant name.

Since then, Lu Tian and blossoming have lived together.

Story composition 12 comes from the winter when it snows in the sixth grade. Cars come and go, people put on cotton-padded clothes and scarves, but a stray dog is pacing in the street. ...

Stray dogs are dirty, cold and hungry, and they happen to be targeted by dog dealers. The dog dealer put a sausage at the door of the shop while passers-by didn't like it. When a stray dog sees a sausage, it's really a gift in the snow. He flew over at once, but he didn't know that this sausage had already been made, and he was cold and hungry, forcing him to eat it.

Just as he was about to bite the sausage, a teenager grabbed the stray dog with both hands and jumped aside. The young man is famous for his love. When he saw that the dog dealer was going to kill the dog again, he really couldn't bear to watch the cooked ducks fly around and jump around like thunder: "What are you doing when you are going crazy?" I just want it to eat a sausage, no harm! "Beat the sheep and let out a crazy sneer:" Who knows if you are kind. The dog dealer was so angry that his nostrils smoked: "I didn't!" "No, no, no! Beating sheep crazy, retorted: "Obviously." "no" "yes!" "no! " ……

The sound is thunderous and deafening, turning the originally deserted street into a noisy vegetable market! Half an hour later, I finished shooting sheep and said angrily, "forget it, I'm tired." Anyway, just let go. " After that, I ran away with the puppy.

When I got home, I finished shooting sheep and made a phone call: "Hello, Zhang Mingwei?"? I treat you to dog meat. "

The story composition of the pen tip flowing in the sixth grade 13 One winter evening, cars came and went in the street. The cold wind blew, and pedestrians on the road quickened their pace.

A volunteer stood under a bright street lamp, and several elderly people were sitting beside him. As it got a little dark, an old man saw that there were few pedestrians in the street and began to pack up the goods in his booth and prepare to go home. The cold wind turned the old man's face purple and he couldn't help shivering. His hands trembled to get the goods on the booth, as if the wind could blow down the fragile old man again. Just as the old man packed his goods, wrapped his coat and prepared to cross the road to go home, he stepped on the air and fell to the ground with a sigh. The volunteers on the side heard the shouts and came to look for the sound. I saw the old man covering his heart with his hand, foaming at the mouth and accidentally falling down. The caring teenager also saw this scene and flew to the old man and said, "Uncle, what happened to this old man?" The volunteer replied, "He may have fallen and caused a myocardial infarction. Call the nearest hospital quickly. " .

The teenager quickly dialed the telephone and explained the situation. Volunteers are taking first aid measures for the elderly. Seeing that the old man is dying, the ambulance hasn't come yet. Volunteers and teenagers can't wait, carrying the old man to the hospital. Some pedestrians on the road saw this scene and spontaneously joined their team to help. Another driver stopped to pull them up and ran a red light all the way to send the old man to the hospital.

The diagnosis came out. The old man had a heart attack. Fortunately, the old man was out of danger when he was sent to the hospital in time. Volunteers and teenagers didn't leave until they got in touch with the families of the elderly.

One day, the weather was particularly clear, and a few clouds were faintly visible in the blue sky, like a veil around the neck of a girl in a blue summer dress.

A little girl named Zhang Qi is walking in the street. She thought: What a nice day today! What a beautiful cloud! Some are like feathers, floating gently in the sky; Some are like fish scales, arranged neatly; Some are like quilts, covering the whole sky. The more Zhang Qi thinks about it, the happier she is. Maybe the weather will affect people's mood. Suddenly, Zhang Qi saw an aunt looking for something. Aunt frowned and was already sweating. Zhang Qi walked over. "Aunt, what's the matter with you?" "I lost my wallet and all the important documents were in it!" Aunt said quickly. "Oh, yes, aunt. Don't worry. I'll help you find it, and you'll find it. " "Well, thank you!" So Zhang Qi and her aunt looked together. Looking for it, suddenly, Zhang Qi found something similar to a wallet in the grass, so he reached for it, but accidentally cut his hand. She endured the pain and finally took out her wallet. Aunt was very happy to see that it was her wallet. Seeing that Zhang Qi was injured, she was very worried. She wants to take her to the hospital. Zhang Qi refused: "No, aunt, I'm fine." "Really?" "Really, aunt, goodbye!" Zhang Qi finished and ran home.

Later, Zhang Qi's school opened a new club with few places. Everyone wanted to join, and Zhang Qi was no exception. However, it is difficult to get in. Many students have been eliminated, and Zhang Qi wants to give up: Can I really be elected? But how do you know until you try? Yes, I'll try, but Zhang Qi was chosen at once. What happened?

It turns out that the aunt who lost her wallet is the teacher of this club. She said: "Of course we will accept a kind classmate like Zhang Qi!"

Story composition from the tip of the sixth grade 15 It's autumn again. I'm wandering around my community, but I don't know when a few small osmanthus flowers landed on my shoulder. Looking up, it turns out that the osmanthus trees in the community are in bloom, and you can eat Osmanthus Jelly made by grandma. I even ran home and got a small iron box.

I came under the osmanthus tree and carefully picked the osmanthus on the tree. The small box is full of sweet-scented osmanthus I picked.

I ran to my grandparents' house again. I knocked on the door. Grandma opened the door. Grandma saw this little iron box and immediately knew what was inside. Grandma took the box and said, "it's a good idea for you to go back and do your homework first." Grandma will call you when she is finished in Osmanthus Jelly. " I will go home, and I won't see the process of making osmanthus in Osmanthus Jelly. Hey!

I woke up the next day and stared at my mobile phone for fear of missing the call. I waited for an hour, and two hours later, my grandmother finally called me. As I walked, I thought, when will grandma tell me to do well in Osmanthus Jelly? When I got to my grandparents' house, I knocked on the door again. This time, my grandfather opened the door. He saw me, gave me two small boxes and said, Grandma asked me to give them to you. She is not at home, so she told me to go home quickly. When I got home, I opened the box, two iron boxes and a small note. I watched the little note left by my grandmother when she ate Osmanthus Jelly. Today's Osmanthus Jelly smells better than last time, because you picked it yourself. Have you ever eaten Osmanthus Jelly? Did you do it yourself or did your parents, grandparents do it?