My composition in the sixth grade of primary school

In ordinary daily life, everyone has been exposed to writing. Through writing, we can gather our scattered thoughts together. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my 10 composition for the sixth grade of primary school, for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

My sixth grade composition 1 Mother's Day is coming, and I want to tell you a little story about maternal love.

Mom, do you remember? Once, I drank less water when I was at school, and sometimes I didn't cover myself at night. One day, suddenly, I had a fever, so you came here from afar to take me home. I was badly burned at that time. When I get home, you take me to the hospital immediately and give me an infusion. An infusion takes almost a morning, a few hours, and you have been there. There are not many times when you won't leave me. When you go to bed every night, you should tuck me in first. As soon as the water is good every day, you pour me a cup of hot water first and cook my favorite dishes every day. I like eating, some of you don't, but you still insist on eating. Once, a man bullied me, and you said he protected me from anyone. When I was young, I broke the watering can. You didn't say anything about me, just taught me to be a good boy. You said a lot of nice things to me, and I remember. At the parent-teacher meeting at school, the teacher said I was careless. You are teaching me. Now, I am much better than before. You have taken care of me for 1 1 years, and never said you were tired. From these things, you gave me countless love, and I felt your maternal love.

Mom, I will take care of you like you in the future. You are my best mother.

Every mother is great. No one can compare with her No one can compare with her My mother is so kind and great in my heart.

At first, I thought my friends were the most part of my life, because they could play with me, work hard with me and make me happy. However, as soon as I got a low grade in the exam, my mother scolded me when I got home. At that time, I was ignorant and hated my mother very much. As the saying goes; Beating the child hurts the mother. Now that I understand, I know that in this world, only my mother loves me the most and occupies the biggest part of my life. When I was young, I was in poor health and often fell ill. My mother stayed with me from morning till night and asked me nervously from time to time, "Are you better?" I always feel nagging when I am not sensible.

Mother has kind eyes, strict mouth and upright character.

My mother is a good helper in my study. In the second grade, I transferred to Danxia Primary School, and my grades plummeted. I seem to have fallen into the abyss. No matter how I struggle, I can't jump out of the abyss. My mother saved me from the abyss when I wanted to give up. My mother said sternly to me, "If you encounter any learning problems in the future, you must ask me or the teacher more, and you will understand if you ask more and learn more." . "Say that finish, began to learn from me step by step. Now in the sixth grade, I love to talk, and my grades are much better than before. It's hard to imagine what I would be like now without my mother's careful help.

My mother asked me to pick up money since I was a child, and now I am upright.

My mother is not only my first teacher, but also a great angel who guides me to the light.

"Mom, I love you." Mom, I want to tell you.

The only person who can talk to me best is probably a cousin named Ye Chuang who lives in Guiping. He seldom comes back in this life, but will come 1 twice during the Chinese New Year. But his bright eyes seem to be able to talk to people, and his nose is high, as if full of wisdom.

He is very polite. Once, I went shopping with him. After passing the traffic lights, I see that the green light has passed. Light up the yellow light. I was just about to run over there. He took my hand and said, "Be careful and wait for the green light." I said, "It's a yellow light now. You can still walk there. " "The yellow light tells the driver to get ready to drive," he said. Only the green light can get there. Do you need a traffic light? I said, "What if there is an emergency?" Cousin said, "We don't have to worry now." I'm speechless. Another time, I danced every three squares when I went downstairs. Cousin said, "It's too dangerous to go downstairs like that." I said, "I'm used to it, in order to get down quickly." Cousin added: "This is no good. In order to be quick, if you are at school, everyone can't be as dangerous as you. " I was speechless again and never went downstairs like that again.

I only love my cousin two or three times a year. But he is my closest friend!

My sixth grade composition 4 Our classroom is spacious and bright with picturesque surroundings.

In front of the classroom, there is a beautiful courtyard. There are two green flower beds in the courtyard. There is a thriving Castanea henryi in the garden; In spring, the bird held a "concert" next to him. In summer, colorful flowers poked their heads out of the ground to greet him; In autumn, he put a parachute on the little leaves and let them travel; In winter, children play around him ... and there is a tall ginkgo tree in the garden. In spring, ginkgo trees have grown green buds; In summer, he opened a small green umbrella to shelter his mother from the wind and rain. In autumn, they want naughty and lovely little witches to fly around in the sky; In winter, Uncle Mom also lets them travel.

There is also a clear pond in front of the classroom. There are grotesque pebbles in the pond, where the sunlight is reflected, like a bright red balloon and white clouds are reflected, like a group of beautiful white swans; The moon is reflected in it, like a curved boat; The stars are reflected in it, like many shining pearls.

The small pond is surrounded by about 20 small stakes. Children often play "rocks, scissors and cloth" there. Everyone had a good time there!

Behind the classroom is a table tennis court, and the laughter of big brothers and big sisters often comes between classes.

The fifth article of my sixth grade composition in primary school is a great encouragement, and every applause is the supreme flower. I have my own lamp ...-Inscription

Close your eyes quietly and enjoy the applause that poured in at that moment silently. ...

And a minute ago, I was still sitting in my seat quietly listening to the students' emotional readings, silently appreciating whether each student's emotions are in place, whether the tone is true, whether it is infectious ... After listening to it again and again, it is the same words, different voices and different emotions. So far, no one has read My Heart is Deep and Touched. In a word-the students don't seem to really understand the sad monologue contained in just a few sentences.

This is a poor boy, Fanka, written by the Russian writer Chekhov. He lived in the era of czar rule, a society with great disparity between the rich and the poor. This is just a tiny fragment, a painful monologue that Fankaqiu's grandfather took him away. Reading with "Kuqiang" is an excellent method. But what the students say is not proper "crying". My appreciation of things is always "harsh", but I lack courage and confidence when it's my turn.

Suddenly, a voice came from my ear and shouted, "Don't you like reading very much?" How did you sneak back into the corner at this time? What's the matter with you? "Another voice weakly retorted," How can I do that? If I don't study well enough, I will be laughed at by everyone. " "It's now or never. Everyone has tried. What does it matter if you study badly? Raise your hand boldly! " The voice of the former is buzzing in my mind. I seem to be possessed and slowly raise my hand, but my heart has been shaking. After a while, I lifted it halfway but put it down, lifted it up and put it down; Lift up, put down ...

At this time, the teacher's sharp eyes swept me, like a boat in the sea, erratic and looming. The teacher smiled kindly and called my name.

I stood up nervously, held the textbook carefully, adjusted my mentality and started my reading.

The whole class was silent, and I was the only one reading affectionately, as if I were the poor little Fanka. ...

I looked up in fear and trembling. It was so quiet around, but there was warm applause in my ear. That's my inner applause, which belongs to me alone. Sunlight shines through the clear glass, which is the light of confidence and belongs to me. ...

I have a beautiful and practical pencil box, which is a gift from Santa Claus!

His shape is PSP and his color is light green-I like light green because I like grass. There are many stickers I like on him, and there is a picture of an angel on the back-it seems to say to me, "Little master, what do you think of my painting?" I often laugh at his naughty and lovely appearance.

The design of this pencil case is very simple, and it is divided into two small rooms. There is multiplication on the first floor. When I have a problem that I can't do, I will watch multiplication. The first floor is relatively small, and only some spare stationery can be put; The second floor is much bigger than the first floor. You can put some commonly used stationery, such as automatic lead, eraser, ruler, pen ... These stationery are neatly placed in the pencil box, which is very convenient to use.

My pencil case is not only beautiful and concise in design, but also simple and practical. Don't believe me, please listen to me. One night, I heard a heated argument in the pencil case. Brother Chi said first, "Without me, when superfine product drew a line, the line would be crooked." Brother Pencil retorted Brother Chi and said, "Without me, how can I write?" Sister Rubber said, "Without me, what if the young master made a mistake?" They argued endlessly. At this moment, Grandpa Pencil Box said, "Where do you live without me?" Stationery people listened and said in unison, "Yes, yes, Grandpa's contribution to the pencil case is the greatest." Yes, it is the pencil case that gives stationery people a warm home, so that they can sleep quietly, live in harmony and serve my study at any time. His contribution is really great!

Although I have used this pencil case for two years, the surface is a bit shabby, but I still like it very much. It is his silent work that makes my study better. Thank you, pencil box!

It's very cool today, and my family went to visit Yexian Pagoda. When I got there, the first thing I saw was a large musical fountain. It spouts out various shapes, and I have carefully counted more than ten shapes. Tourists attracted by large fountains have raised their cameras to take pictures as souvenirs.

We also took some photos and walked up the steps until we came to a big stone. This stone is really great! It looks like a turtle looking up at the sky. My father told me, "His name is tortoise." I looked up and saw the Ten Thousand Buddha Auditorium, where many devout people were burning incense and worshiping Buddha. We came to the "cultural wall" and saw a large relief. It carved the history from the creation of Pangu to the founding of New China. After reading these, I can't help but admire: "The people of China are really great!" At this time, I felt some breeze blowing around. It turned out that several lovely pigeons came to my side and raised their heads to give me a "goo goo" cry. The voice was loud and fast, as if I had been hungry for several days. I quickly begged my mother to buy me a bag of pigeon beams and feed them happily. We came late today, and we didn't go hiking, so I suggested going to my favorite playground. There I met my partner, the epic garden. After we discussed "travel", we asked our parents for money to buy tickets. We played "high-altitude spinning pulley" first, then "flying chair" and then "hippocampus elf". When I was playing "Sea Horse Elf", I sat down and held the guardrail tightly, while the epic garden was lying in the pink sea horse elf holding the guardrail. At first, I thought she was very creative, but when the seahorse elf spun quickly, I was a little worried about her, afraid that she would be thrown out. When we came down, the administrator's aunt criticized the epic garden: "children, don't do this in the future, it's too unsafe." If you fall, you will be in trouble. "Epic garden embarrassed nodded. This incident also reminded me that safety is the most important thing in the future.

This is the first day of my happy holiday.

My life is divided into several golden stages, primary school is the first golden stage of life, and junior high school is the second golden stage of life. I, in this year, completed the first golden stage of my life. And I think of my six-year primary school life, which reminds me of my primary school life.

I studied in Lv Huai Primary School for six years. It is a good campus with a large area. Schools are always divided into three blocks-gymnasium, teaching building, and. The school environment is beautiful, green plants can be seen everywhere and paradise trees can be seen everywhere. There is also a' Jin Tan' and a' Silver Beach' in the school, which used to be our activity place. All these have created a good learning environment for us. The school spirit here is also very good. Teachers get along well with students. Every time after school, under the shade of trees, students and teachers and students can be seen gathering in groups to exchange learning experiences, which adds vitality to this beautiful school.

In the six years of primary school study, I have both success and regret. I was a naive child when I first entered school. After six years of study and exercise, I have grown into a sensible teenager. I learned a lot of scientific and cultural knowledge and a lot of truth, which benefited me a lot. These six years have laid a certain foundation and opened up a road for my second golden stage.

It's a pity that I didn't make good use of time, cherish time, grasp time and study hard. Unreasonable allocation of study time for myself, lack of attention to study methods, and lack of earnest study have led to poor academic performance, which is also the regret of my primary school life.

Six years of primary school life will leave unforgettable memories in my life. I must always remind myself that I can't leave any regrets for my future life. I also want to warn the students: cherish the life of primary school for six years and don't leave any regrets!

My sixth grade composition Article 9 My happiness is in spring,

Flowers fascinate me,

The green fields drive me crazy,

Free kites take me flying high.

My freedom is in summer,

The clear river is my cradle,

I am the one who can play freely.

A beautiful skirt is my baby,

I am the one who dances like a flower.

My happiness is sprinkled in autumn,

The fragrant fruit makes the mouth taste sweet,

Flying leaves make eyes happy,

The cool autumn wind makes the hair breathe,

Unique leaves accompany books.

My madness comes in winter,

The beautiful snowflakes are getting thicker and thicker.

The white snowballs are getting bigger and bigger.

The fierce snowball fight became more and more fierce.

Cute, the more you play, the happier you are.

I want to be happy,

Want happiness to fly with me,

I hope happiness will grow with me,

Want to make happiness full of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Open in spring,

Flowers fascinate me,

The green fields drive me crazy,

Free kites take me flying high.

My freedom is in summer,

The clear river is my cradle,

I am the one who can play freely.

A beautiful skirt is my baby,

I am the one who dances like a flower.

My happiness is sprinkled in autumn,

The fragrant fruit makes the mouth taste sweet,

Flying leaves make eyes happy,

The cool autumn wind makes the hair breathe,

Unique leaves accompany books.

My madness comes in winter,

The beautiful snowflakes are getting thicker and thicker.

The white snowballs are getting bigger and bigger.

The fierce snowball fight became more and more fierce.

Cute, the more you play, the happier you are.

I want to be happy,

Want happiness to fly with me,

I hope happiness will grow with me,

Want to make happiness full of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

My sixth grade composition 10 I grew up in Jiangnan Xincheng primary school, and my primary school life also taught me a lot. I will never forget this school.

Jiangnan Xincheng Primary School is located at No.97 Siming West Road, Yuyao City. It is a branch of experimental primary school, covering an area of 8500 square meters. The school has a circular 200-meter plastic track, high-grade multi-function hall, classroom, laboratory, dance teacher, pottery room and so on. There are 22 teaching classes, with about 1000 students and about 50 teachers, with a college degree or above 100%.

Walking into the campus, there is a pedestal on the Little Square, and you can see a picture composed of two big characters (JN). "Soaring" indicates that we can fly in our own sky and become proud children in the future. This painting encourages our students to be positive and successful. This painting soars into the sky, which indicates that Xin Lei in the south of the Yangtze River will become a star of the future.

Look, our playground! This man once left behind our struggle and our sweat. There is a tree around the playground, which is flourishing. On the playground, I learned where to fall and where to get up.

Our school has three buildings, a comprehensive building, a four-story teaching building and an administrative building. These three buildings are rectangular. Our school is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with Hui Liang Reservoir in front, and the environment is very beautiful. This is a young school. It was founded only 10 years ago, but it has won many honors, such as Ningbo Advanced Parent School, four-star primary school, 20xx and 20xx advanced schools. Sometimes, I really admire that the school can win so many honors.

In this school, I have my ups and downs and memories that I will never erase. Ah! Alma mater! I'm leaving in a few months. Let me have a good look at you again. Goodbye, classmates, we are happy and sad for each other. Let me remember you forever. I will always remember every bit of my alma mater.