Composition in the sixth grade of primary school: unforgettable things

Composition in the sixth grade of primary school: unforgettable things

Whether at school or in society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. With the help of composition, you can vent your emotions and adjust your mood. I believe writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is the composition of the sixth grade of primary school that I helped you organize: an unforgettable thing, welcome to share.

An Unforgettable Event 1 In that spring in my memory, many past events were like blooming flowers, leaving a beautiful memory, but only one thing, like a drop of black ink accidentally spilled, became a stain that could never be erased, leaving me an unforgettable lesson.

It happened at grandma's house last winter vacation. That day, I set off firecrackers with my neighbor Wang Lin. We saw a lot of firewood on the wall of my second grandmother's house and wanted to put it there. We are not worried about causing a fire at all, because we know that if there is a fire, we can put it out with our feet. I put firecrackers in the woodpile and Wang Lin lit them with a lighter. When it was lit, we immediately covered our ears. Bang, the firecrackers exploded and we let them go again. Suddenly, I smelled a burning smell and turned around immediately. Something's wrong. The fire in the woodpile has been lit, and the fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the second grandma's dog keeps barking. We'll put out the fire at once, trample it to death, hit it with a board and hit it with a stone. It's no use. We both left it alone and ran away in fear. When I got home, my grandfather asked me, "What did you do?" I said, "Go out and play." I sat on the sofa without saying a word. Suddenly, the door opened. I know grandma is back. This is not good. Grandma knows what I did. Her eyes kept staring at me, and then she gave me a good lesson.

Although it has been a long time, I still think about it often and feel scared every time. Fortunately, grandma put out the fire in time that day, and I don't know how serious the consequences will be. From then on, I never dared to set off firecrackers next to firewood.

Composition for the sixth grade of primary school: an unforgettable thing 2 "Who knows that every meal is hard."

Whenever I think of this ancient poem, I can't help thinking of a childhood event that I will never forget.

One morning in the winter vacation, my parents and I had breakfast in the restaurant-noodles cooked by my mother. Mom and dad finished eating quickly, while I was still eating slowly. My mother has been urging me to say, "Eat quickly, I will go to an interest class later." But I don't like noodles for breakfast. Just when my mother went back to her room to change clothes, I quietly came to the balcony with noodles and prepared to fall out of the window. I thought to myself: Last time I poured food into the trash can, my mother found out and criticized me. I fell from the window this time, so my mother won't find out. But the railing of the window was too high, so I accidentally spilled noodles on the windowsill.

I came to my mother and said to her, "Mom, I'm finished. Let's go to school! " "

Mother walked out of the room and saw some noodles I accidentally spilled on the floor. So I came to the balcony along the noodles on the ground. I quickly said cautiously, "Mom, I ate a part of it, but I couldn't finish it, so I poured a little on the windowsill ..."

My mother said to me angrily, "You lie and waste food and the fruits of my mother's labor, so you can't eat all day." I quickly bowed my head and admitted my mistake to my mother.

At noon, my stomach began to sing, as if to say to me: "Little master, it's time for lunch, feed me quickly!" " "I also looked at my mother and said," Mom, I'm hungry. "My mother didn't take me to lunch and said she would accompany me to accept the punishment. In this way, my mother and I didn't eat all day.

Through this incident, I learned not to lie, not to waste food, and to be an honest child who cherishes food.

Composition of the sixth grade of primary school: An unforgettable thing 3 There are many things in my memory, some of which are deeply rooted in my mind like a big tree, and I will always remember them. Today, let me introduce you!

It was the summer vacation of the third grade, and my parents and I went to the water park in Wuyi to play. Our family packed their equipment and set off happily.

After a short drive, we arrived at Wuyi. The scenery here is charming, the grass is lush and the flowers are in full bloom. I can't help but sigh: it's so beautiful here! Soon, we came to the water park. There was a sea of people there, so we went in. We changed our swimsuits and went to another area. The main project in this area is the water slide. I came to the shortest slide first. I made a good gesture and the staff pushed me down. I'm not nervous at all. For me, these are all "Zhang Fei eats bean sprouts-a piece of cake". Slipped past easily. I was a little nervous when I came to the middle distance slide. Heart "bang! Bang! Hey! " Jumping around. It's hard to calm down for a long time, but how can my little man be defeated here? I still bite my teeth and sneak past. When I came to the high-length slide, I felt very nervous, like a rabbit running around. At this time, I was still waiting in line, but my feet were weak, and I thought: Will it be dangerous to slide down from such a high place? I looked pale and broke out in a cold sweat. I was pushed to the front by the crowd and lay at the entrance. Pose. The staff slowly pushed me down and the winding slide made me dizzy. In the adventure, I quickly reached the exit. It turns out that there are so many high-length slides, how exciting! I have some nostalgia in my heart.

Although it has been so long since that visit, I will never forget it. I learned from that experience that nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb.

An unforgettable thing 4 This winter vacation, my mother and I went back to my grandmother's hometown Xinxiang to play. We live in grandma's house (and then go to grandpa's house on New Year's Eve). It's time to go to grandma's house As soon as I entered the door, I found my cousin (Nie), my cousin (Jin Shilong, nickname) and my three little cousins (Jin Shijie, nickname rare, Koubin, Koulin), so we played together.

Aunt Xiaofeng brought some unnecessary ornaments, hairpins, silk thread and other gadgets from the store. I suddenly had an idea to dress my little cousins as little girls, and the action began!

First, we tied a handful of my cousin's (rare) hair, then pinned it with a hairpin and hung it in the ear with a mobile phone chain as earrings. Finally, we braided the silk thread into a pigtail and hung it on my head.

We began to dress up our second little cousin (Kou Bin). Let's put a headscarf on his clothes to look like a bag, and then put a bath towel on his clothes to look like a skirt worn by Xiao Shenyang.

Finally, the youngest little cousin (Colin) refused to let him live or die. He said he was not beautiful and had no choice. We took two cousins to find mom, aunt, grandma and grandpa. I took "Little Shenyang" sister Fangfang with a "pigtail" and made my mother, aunt, grandmother and grandfather laugh out of breath.

From this kind of entertainment, I feel unprecedented happiness and happiness!

An Unforgettable Event 5 Last New Year's Eve afternoon, the cold wind roared and people were wearing thick cotton-padded jackets in the streets and lanes.

My mother and I went shopping in the street. We are on our way home. An ordinary cleaner appeared in front of me. She didn't wear a thick cotton-padded jacket or warm gloves, but only a thin overalls. Her hands are red with cold and her face is frostbitten, but she is very energetic. She is sweeping the street intently.

At this time, a five or six-year-old child was peeling a sweet and big orange. Seeing a cleaner nearby, he threw a handful of orange peels on the ground. In fact, this land has just been cleaned. The cleaner paused, shook his head and had to sweep the orange peel again with his frozen hands. I also saw a sad and helpless look in the corner of the cleaner's eye.

Dear friends, have you ever thought that these cleaners give up the opportunity of family reunion and warmth in order to clean the city and have a clean living environment for everyone, but they serve everyone regardless of the cold wind, while selfish us throw peels or waste paper everywhere, without understanding their feelings at that time, and coldly put the cleaners aside. You think the cleaner is just sweeping things, but it's wrong. Cleaners clean things. If there were no cleaners, the world would be a world of garbage and people would feel confused.

From this little thing, I learned to protect the environment and cherish the fruits of others' labor. Although this is a small matter, I will never forget it.

An unforgettable thing 6 There are many things in our life that we will never forget, some things are insignificant, and some things we will never forget, but the most unforgettable thing is catching crabs and yellow croaker in Xialaoxi.

That was when I was in the fifth grade. The school informed me to go to Xialaoxi for parent-child activities with my parents on Friday. On Thursday night, everyone was too excited to sleep. The next day, the students got on the bus and set off. In the car, everyone was confused. After half an hour, we had to walk for an hour. On the way, we passed many scenic spots in Xialaoxi. An hour later, a place like an island appeared in front of us with a bridge made of stone. Many students rushed into the "isolated island" and began to move stones. Tang Xiong caught a small crab, and when he saw it, I was not to be outdone. I moved out a frog! Go on, go on, I move a stone twice the size of my palm. Wow, what's this? There was a bug crawling in the water, which scared me. So this is the water centipede. After catching for a long time, I didn't catch a crab. I was envious to see that Wang Xiaoyue also caught some yellow croaker. Later, when we came back from the parent-child game, the frog I caught ran away.

One morning passed, I only caught three small crabs and finally set them free. I joined the first group again. We caught the red mother crab and the blue shrimp. Suddenly, we saw a yellow thing, moved the stone away, and it swam to another stone, that is, the yellow bone fish. When Tang Xiong's mother was scratching, her hand was bleeding from the thorn in her back. We blocked the way out with our hands and she was caught by us. We caught two yellow bones. At two o'clock in the afternoon, we are leaving. We reluctantly left Xialao Creek.

I will never forget it!

Composition in the sixth grade of primary school: an unforgettable thing 7. Motherly love is the sun, which gives you warmth when you are cold; Motherly love is a lamp that illuminates you when you are lost.

I remember one time, I woke up in the morning with dizziness and a stomachache. At first I thought it was because I was too hungry, so I ran to my mother's room and said I was hungry. My mother went to the bathroom immediately.

After washing, my mother asked me to go with her. Mom didn't know I was ill before she called me. But I don't want to go because my stomach hurts more and more.

Not good! I have to let my mother go because my head is getting dizzy. "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable? " Mother saw my abnormality and touched my forehead.

"Why is it so hot!" My mother ignored my brother and dragged me directly to the parking hall on the road.

Fortunately, we didn't come too late. We just sat for a while before the bus came. I don't know why, my head fainted again, and then I fainted. ...

When I woke up, I was already in the hospital, but where was my mother? I remember my mother reported me to the parking booth and then forgot … "Huang Jun, have you seen my mother?" I patted my brother next to me (I don't know when he came, he is the only one next to me). )

"Mom went to pay the money." My brother rubbed his eyes as if he had just woken up. "I bought you milk and medicine, hahahaha." My brother almost fell down laughing, but I said, "I can buy medicine, but without it, I can't buy it."

Although it has been three or four years, I will never forget that year, the year when my mother held me. ...

Growing up makes people feel real and natural to read.

An unforgettable thing 8. The teacher is a diligent gardener, a lamp in the dark and the brightest star in the night sky.

In a blink of an eye, six years have passed, but this is the most impressive thing. At that time, I was just in the first grade and had just learned about the company. The teacher gave us a test paper. One of the questions is, "How much is a * * *". I finished writing the formula quickly, but there is still one unit left to write. I remembered the teacher's speech in class: the last word of a general question is the company, so I wrote down "money" neatly, and my heart was still full of joy. The next day, the paper was handed out, and there was an obvious wrong number on the paper. I opened my eyes strangely, and the unit of money was all wrong. I carefully recalled the lessons of the relevant units, and there is nothing wrong with it, that is, the last sentence. I asked the teacher inexplicably with a piece of paper: "Teacher, this is the last word, is it wrong?" "The teacher glanced at the paper and said to me with a smile, the last word is true, which means that you listened carefully in class, but how much money I have is yuan, so don't make such a mistake. I suddenly realized that I would never make this mistake again.

How time flies! How reluctant I am to leave my alma mater suddenly and these teachers.

An unforgettable thing in my mind, there are many unforgettable things, but they have all been melted by the waves, but one thing can never be melted.

It was a summer morning and I was still sleeping in the quilt. Suddenly, I only heard my brother shout to my sister and me: Chunyi, Joy, get up quickly, let's have a picnic! Picnic, this is something we have never done, so my sister and I quickly got up, dressed and finished eating.

Let's eat fried potatoes today! Then take out potatoes, pots, salt, water and oil from the kitchen and put them in the bottle. Run happily to the hillside. The puppy saw us go out and followed us out.

On the hillside, the sky is so blue, the wind is so light and the grass is so green. We found a piece of empty land burned by others and built a pot. Then we washed the branches and used them as chopsticks. We put the chopped potatoes in the pot and lit them, adding oil and water. We lay on the big stone, waiting for the moment when the potatoes were ripe.

After a while, a fragrance floated out of my nose. "wow! The potatoes are ripe. " My sister and I cried happily. We put a potato on a clean branch. It is delicious. I've never eaten anything I cooked. We smiled sweetly.

Suddenly, I heard my father call us back for lunch. We danced and jumped up, feeling very happy, because this is the fruit we bought with our own hard work and labor! This incident makes me unforgettable, and this incident reminds me!

An unforgettable thing: 10 "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world." Every time I hear the melody of this song, I can't help but see this picture in my mind.

It was a sunny spring day, and I was awakened from my sleep by a rooster. I stretched myself and found that my parents were not at home. I should go to work!

At noon, the sun father-in-law sprinkled colorful light on the earth, making it full of vitality. I play with chickens in the yard. I accidentally scratched my hand when I was playing. I didn't expect a sharp glass on the ground. There was a sharp pain in the index finger, and the small glass stuck to the index finger, and the blood on the index finger emerged from the fingers like magma. I burst into tears: "Wow! It hurts, blare ... "

At this time, a "savior" came running from a distance and picked me up. I wiped my eyes full of tears with my hand, huh? Isn't this Aunt Wang, the neighbor? My broken heart got a little comfort. Aunt Wang quickly put me on the bed, took out the spare medicine box on the cabinet, painted me with mercurochrome, and helped me to clip out the glass with a small clip. "Wow, it hurts, it hurts!" Aunt Wang said patiently, "It doesn't hurt, aunt will give you candy." Then he took out a piece of candy and stuffed it into my mouth. How sweet! Sweet to the heart. I narrowed my eyes comfortably. After a while, Aunt Wang bandaged my wound. By this time, I was fast asleep, and I knew nothing about what happened next, and I didn't even know how I got home. Later, I heard from my mother that Aunt Wang tucked me in and took me home. She thanked her for a long time, but Aunt Wang said that this help was nothing, and it was right to take care of her neighbors more!

This unforgettable event has passed for a long time, but it is deeply imprinted in my heart. There are still many good people in this world!

Sixth grade composition: an unforgettable thing 1 1 This happened the day before my third grade trip last semester.

The day before I went to travel, I rushed home excitedly as soon as I knew I was going to travel tomorrow and as soon as school was over. I knocked on the door for a long time before I heard a cough, accompanied by footsteps. As soon as I opened the door, I asked, "Mom, is your old problem coming again?" "No, I'm just a little cold. It will be fine in a few days. " Just after that, I coughed a few more times. I said, "I'll be cold ..." Before I finished, my mother interrupted me: "I heard that you are going to travel tomorrow. There is 30 yuan here. Go to buy snacks. Oh, besides, your father is on a business trip again. He won't be back for at least a week. Go home by yourself this week. " After that, he helped me put away my schoolbag and went to do housework again. I dare not use this money to buy snacks, as if it contained my mother's sweat.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, I vaguely heard the familiar cough. When I got up, I saw the light in the kitchen was still on. At first sight, my mother was there. My mother saw me and said, "Good boy, why are you up?" Go to sleep quickly. You have to go back and forth for a day. Go to sleep quickly. I will help you fry rice. How can I go if I don't have enough food? In addition, wear more clothes when traveling. "

Tell me, how can I sleep well?

Composition of the sixth grade in primary school: an unforgettable thing 12 There may be many unforgettable things in life, one of which is the victory of my primary school!

It was a mid-term exam in grade three, and I just turned around. I was among the best in the first exam. I got the second place in my class, math 109.5, Chinese 97. After the teacher read the scores, I was so happy that I went crazy. That's the highest one I've ever taken. When I got home, I reported the good result to my mother, she said. I can't restrain my inner excitement and joy, but I'm still a little complacent when I sleep at night. I don't know if it's pride or not studying hard these days. In the second exam, I couldn't do many questions and didn't do well at all, but my mother thought I could do well in the exam like last time, but I had an ominous premonition. I was dumbfounded as soon as the exam results came out. Actually, I only got 60 in both subjects. Seeing the bright red 66.5 points, I cried, full of sadness, never before. When I got home, I told my mother sadly about my poor grades, and my mother was disappointed at once.

With this achievement, I understand a truth, that is, doing well in the exam once does not mean not studying hard once. This incident made me make a big mistake in my life, so I must study harder in the future and make my parents proud of my achievements.

Composition for Grade Six: An Unforgettable Event 13 What is the concept of "unforgettable"? Friends say it's like a drop of black spots on a piece of white paper, which can never be erased. Yes, it is indeed an eternal concept as my friend said.

That morning, my mother said to me, "The weather forecast says it will rain heavily today. Remember to bring an umbrella. " But when I looked at the cloudless sky in Wan Li, I forgot my mother's words. In the last class, it suddenly began to rain. After a while, it rained harder and harder. I have no intention of listening to the teacher in class.

Time flies like a snail, and it's finally time for class. Other students, those with umbrellas go home by themselves, and those without umbrellas are taken home by their parents. In the end, I was left alone. I squatted in the corner of the classroom alone, so quiet that I could hear a pin drop clearly. After a long time, I still didn't see my mother's figure, and tears flowed down. At this moment, a familiar figure-mother suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

My mother put an umbrella in my hand and I followed her in the rain. My mother kept nagging: "You kid, you said you took an umbrella, but you didn't, you kid ..."

This matter has been engraved in my mind, and I will never forget your love for me. When I grow up, I will repay you well.

Composition for the sixth grade of primary school: An unforgettable thing: 14 It was cloudy, and I was walking home alone.

I kicked a small stone on the side of the road as I walked. Suddenly, it began to rain cats and dogs. Fortunately, I watched the weather forecast last night and prepared an umbrella. I quickly put up my umbrella, and the rain pattered on it, as if playing a sad song.

"Sister, wait for me." A voice came from behind me. I turned my head and saw a little girl with short hair and small eyes running in a hurry.

"Can I take an umbrella with you?" I looked at her, then at my umbrella and thought, I don't know her. Why should I help you? So he said, "My umbrella is too small, only enough for one person."

She grabbed my wet hair and begged me, "Sister, please, if I get caught in too much rain, I will catch a cold, have a fever and have a headache." Looking at her delicate and touching appearance, I said helplessly, "OK, come in."

She jumped three feet high, hugged me and said, "Sister, that's very kind of you. Thank you. "

As we walked, we talked and laughed, and she told me her story, which fascinated me. Suddenly, my foot tripped over a big stone. "oh, oh!" "She quickly pulled me up. My pants are covered with mud. She quickly took out a white handkerchief from her pocket and wiped it for me. I asked her, "Your handkerchief is dirty. Will your mother scold you? " She looked at me with sincere eyes and said, "Your pants are wet, and you will catch a cold. Your health is more important than my handkerchief. It doesn't matter if mom scolds me. "I was infected by a pious childlike innocence, and my heart was full of warmth.

The rain stopped and the sky cleared up. I sent her home.

Today is my happiest day, because it makes us understand a truth: helping others is helping ourselves.

An unforgettable thing 15 Six years of primary school life is coming to an end. I have forgotten many things in these six years, but only one thing has impressed me deeply.

I remember it was a math exam in grade three. I thought the topic was simple, so I brushed it. But by the last question, I couldn't do it. I'm sweating with anxiety. How can I not worry? I got 100 in the previous exam. If I don't do well in this exam, my character score will not be added. And grandma Wang, my neighbor, often praises me: Chuanchuan is really smart, and she gets 100 every time! I can't get 100 this time. How can I meet Grandma Wang when I go home?

I read the question several times again, and it suddenly occurred to me that this inverted question appeared in the textbook. I had a brainwave and came up with a plan-just read the textbook. My heart is like fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and downs, alas, just this once and never again. So, as soon as the teacher turned around, I read a book. I was about to copy when the teacher stood next to me. I thought at that time: this is a dead end, the teacher will definitely invite my parents, but the teacher still looked at me kindly as usual, as if to ask: Is this good? Then quietly walked away. In a hurry, I have no mind to copy the answer again.

After class, the teacher sat next to me and said gently and seriously, what we want is real grades, not fake grades. Correct your mistake when you know it, and don't do it again. After listening to the teacher's words, my disappointed tears swirled in my eyes. Although I couldn't fully understand the teacher's words at that time, they were deeply engraved in my mind.

Although it has been three years, I still remember it vividly, because it always reminds me that no matter what I do, I must be honest.