I was in the sixth grade after writing.

How time flies! In the blink of an eye, I am 1 1 years old. I will be in the sixth grade in September this year, and I am also a big brother at school. Looking back on the past five academic years, I am happy: I won many awards in math competitions and table tennis competitions; I am very troubled: my Chinese grades are not good enough, especially my writing level is not improved obviously, so I think slowly (I regret not working hard); Sad me: My best friend left in the fourth grade. In addition, we always lose to Class 44 in the basketball game (we still got "duck eggs" several times), and we are not convinced. Now next year, we will face the first challenge in life-taking the junior high school entrance examination. Ok, let's not talk so much. Let's talk about me after the sixth grade.

After the sixth grade, I can't worry my parents any more. My parents go to work every day, and when we have a holiday, they are still running for their lives. They are exhausted when they eat every day, so my father always plays the "bad face" and I am scared when I see it. My mother always plays the "white face" as if she were my savior, but I am not sensible and always plays the "face". Confucius said: parents are good to their children, and children are good to their parents. That's right. Parents are not good to their children, and children are good to their parents. That is filial piety. There is a joke in our community. In a cold winter, parents told their son to go to school. The son said angrily, "it's so cold, you two just know to sleep late. Let me help you study early!" " Parents will leave us one day, and the key to reading depends on consciousness.

After the sixth grade, I can't let the teacher worry anymore. When I used to play childlike innocence, I couldn't change my bad habit of talking in class and always fell down in one place. People say that teachers are engineers of human souls and the loveliest people in the world. The teacher is correcting our homework and preparing lessons late at night, and often stays up late. The vocal cords are hoarse, but he still insists on going to the podium. His hair is black and he inadvertently adds a lot of harsh silver lines ... How hard the teacher has worked, but the teacher never asks for anything in return, just asking the students to learn better. Thinking of this, how sorry I am for this respectable teacher, which kept me awake all night. I will never be an "old urchin" again.

After the sixth grade, I should know how to love my motherland. As the saying goes, every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. At that time, China was backward, so Eight-Nation Alliance attacked China and implemented the "Three Lights Policy" for Yuanmingyuan, which was a shameful page in the history of the Chinese nation. Be sure to remember that you will be beaten if you fall behind. Therefore, we must work hard, study hard and study hard, starting today. From now on, knowledge is power and knowledge is weapon. We should defend our motherland with knowledge, and we can't revive the voice of "China, the sick man of East Asia, many hands make light work".

The sixth grade is a crucial year for us, and it is the year when we decide the future. I don't know who said, "Good scholars can make up for the shortcomings of dummies." I will study hard, step by step on the road of learning, and strive to hand in an answer sheet that will satisfy my parents, teachers and the country.