Let the true feelings naturally reveal the sixth grade composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone has written a composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words. So have you ever studied composition? The following is the sixth grade composition that I collected and arranged to let the true feelings naturally reveal, for reference only, and welcome everyone to read it.

Let the true feelings show naturally. From that day on, I realized the true meaning of the sentence "There is truth everywhere in the world".

It was Saturday, and I finished my homework on the weekend quickly and seriously, so I went to the park opposite my home to play. As soon as I entered this park, I was attracted by several towering trees planted at the gate: the leaves of these towering trees are green, and the leaves are gathered together to form a big green sun umbrella, which blocks the sunshine for tourists and makes them feel more happy. Passing the door, I saw some grass. The grass is green, which makes people feel a lot more energetic when they see it. You can see some delicious flowers looming in the grass. When I was in a daze, I was knocked down by a small stone and my face was covered with blood. At this time, a big brother saw it and rushed over. Without saying anything, he carried me to a nearby bench, then took out a bottle of Wanhua oil and some hemostatic stickers from his pocket and checked the wound first: first, he gently rolled up his sleeves to check the wound on his hand, like cutting it with a knife. Eldest brother applied some Wanhua oil to the wound, and then he gently rolled up my trouser legs to check the injury of my foot. After a while, he got up and was ready to go, but he thought for a moment, then picked me up, carried me home according to my instructions, gave me to my parents, and told them what happened before leaving my house and continuing his business.

Ah! The sentence "There is true love everywhere in the world" is absolutely correct, because it is with this true love that such a beautiful world can be created.

Let the true feelings show naturally. Last winter, on a cold morning, it snowed outside, which made us very happy. After breakfast, my brother and I put on hats, gloves and scarves, and we went to play with my friends and his friends in the snow.

Let's play with snowflakes first. Let's stretch out our gloved hands together and watch snowflakes fall from the sky and come to us like little angels. Looking at the snow that fell to the ground, it disappeared as soon as it fell on our gloves. I didn't understand it at that time, but I did later, because my palms were hot. The ground was very cold, so the snow didn't melt. Then, we have a snowball fight together, my brother and I are a group, and my friend and my brother's friend are a group. We hid behind the car. I held out my hand without showing my face. I threw the snowball in my hand at each other, but his light body quickly escaped my attack. When he was elated, his brother was quick of eye and load, grabbed a handful of snow, kneaded it into a ball and threw it at each other. The other side was unprepared and shouted.

Finally, we switched places, and we were careless. Don't! Pride, to be exact. To our surprise, the other party was quick and hit me impartially. Now we're even.

Snow brings me endless fun! This is really a happy morning.

Let the true feelings show naturally. After 3 hours, I have been thinking about where "love" is. Now, I finally know that love is ...

This morning, my mother asked me to buy cakes. I quickly changed my clothes and hurried downstairs. My mother gave me money from 5 yuan to buy five cakes. I promised her.

On the way, I was in high spirits. When I arrived at the cake shop, I found no one there. I'm a little discouraged. I looked around for a place to sell cakes. There is only one place, "Duo Mai Pie". But the things bought in this store are not too expensive. My money can only buy two cakes, and I am even more disappointed. Because there are only two cakes for three people in our family, unless someone is hungry, they won't get any at all.

When I got home, I kept thinking, "One for me and one for my mother and sister. No, these two people should eat at least two cakes. One is for my mother and the other is for me and my sister. Oh, no. Let's go home and talk about it. "

When I got home, I immediately gave my sister a cake. Then I went to the kitchen and said, "mom, I'll make you a cake." No one bought it before, so I bought two cakes from Duomai. " "I'm not hungry, you eat." My mother kept repeating it, and I refused again and again. Finally, I was defeated.

I took a few bites and said to my mother, "Just one bite." "I don't eat." I went back to my seat and began to eat. This is something that makes me feel warm and happy; But also feel a very uncomfortable, unspeakable taste. Just thinking: why doesn't mom eat cake? It's not delicious or anything Do you really want to eat, or ...

Now, I finally know where love is, and love is around.

Let the true feelings show naturally. In life, there are many examples that move us. As long as you put your heart into discovering the bits and pieces in your life, you will certainly find something very touching.

I remember that cloudy day, and I just finished school. "It didn't rain today." As soon as this voice fell, the raindrops as big as beans fell on me. At this time, a little girl was waiting for the bus in front of the license plate. After waiting for about half an hour, she finally got a bus. The little girl hurried on. Suddenly, I saw an old man, with a little sister about 3 years old, running fast in the hazy rain curtain, as if rushing to get on the bus. The little girl immediately got off the bus, helped her grandfather up, and put them on the bus with her little sister who was about 3 years old. Grandpa gratefully said to the little girl, "Little girl, let grandpa help you get on the bus!" " "However, when the bus started, the little girl greeted the grandfather and stood in the wind and rain waiting for the next bus to arrive. This scene shocked me. Although the little girl was bathed by the rain, she was very happy. I looked at her with envy again. The bus is coming, and I am happy for her in my heart. It was not until she got on the bus that I reluctantly took my eyes off that place. At this moment, tears swirled in my eyes. ...

This matter has benefited me for life.

Let the true feelings show naturally. From my idle grandfather to my busy father every day, I, pineapple, are the favorites of the three of us.

Mature pineapple is golden in color, delicious and juicy, sweet and sour, which has made people's stomachs swell and their mouths are full of saliva.

Dad's skill in cutting pineapples is a must. Usually, he uses a kitchen knife at home. In the blink of an eye, the thick skin of pineapple peeled off round and round, revealing bright yellow juicy pulp. The cut pineapple is spiral, green tower and golden pulp, which is gratifying at first!

Cutting pineapples like this is still very common. Advanced cutting with a kitchen knife is not allowed. That's barbaric, a little reckless! At this time, you need a sharp fruit knife or meat cutter, and it takes about ten minutes to remove every raised part of the pineapple surface.

At this time, the pineapple is lantern-shaped, elegant and elegant, as if it were a lady dressed in yellow, with a charming aroma. At this time, pineapple is not so much a pineapple as I prefer to believe that it is a work of art, showing a perfect spiral on its delicious and juicy flesh. Each spiral pattern consists of many regular and irregular quadrangles. When all the geometric figures are arranged together, it presents an amazing and incredible geometric beauty. I'm a little embarrassed to eat this pineapple, haha!

Jinfeng pear is divided into four petals and then cut into small sectors. Insert toothpicks, the first one for grandpa, the second one for dad and the third one for me. Although my stomach is already surging and my saliva is flowing, as a person, people who don't eat well and eat badly are not liked wherever they go.

This time, I didn't throw away the pineapple tower. I peeled off four or five layers of leaves, peeled off the old skin, exposed a little tower heart and soaked it in clear water. When I look at it again today, a small white bud has grown at that point in the center of the tower. If it grows any longer, it will become a pineapple root.

In the future, whether it can grow into a golden pineapple, then give the future to the future, and we can only wait and see in the future!

Let the true feelings show naturally. There are all kinds of love in the world, no matter what kind of love, it needs to be realized in concrete actions. Everyone has love, and everyone will grow under the care of love. Affection and friendship will also bring us infinite laughter and happiness.

I remember once, my mother and I went shopping, and something happened that I will never forget.

On the street stood a little boy of eight or nine years old, thin, wearing a white sportswear and a pair of dark blue jeans. He leaned against the wall, put his head in his hands and cried loudly.

Several passers-by came forward and asked him, "Little friend, why are you crying?" He didn't speak, but he was still crying. They asked again, "What's the matter? Why are you crying? You tell me, okay? See if I can help you? " He just let go of his arm and told them in tears that he and his mother were shopping here and accidentally separated. This is his first time here and he is not familiar with the road here. He came here after looking for it for a while. Before he found his mother, he began to cry in fear. He cried and put his hands around his head again.

At this time, one of the aunts asked, "why don't you call your mother?" What's her mobile phone number? " The little boy said a string of numbers, and a girl quickly took out her mobile phone and made a phone call. After a while, the phone was connected, and the girl told her mother where her son was and told her to come quickly. When an aunt and I saw this, we began to comfort the little boy and told him not to cry. His mother is on her way.

After a while, his mother came. As soon as she saw the little boy, she held him tightly in her arms. The onlookers laughed when they saw it. Mother was about to thank her when everyone had already left.

The faces we don't know, the smiles are so sweet, and the hearts of people we have never met are so beautiful. Love connects us; Love makes the world not lonely. Let your hand and mine work together to create a world full of love!

Let the true feelings show naturally. Life is like a profound book without words, recording our mood changes at all times, recording our ups and downs. I tasted bitterness this time, which was really unpleasant.

"Jingle bells ..." My heart was pounding in class. Because today is the day to announce the final grade, I looked at the teacher with bated breath and looked at the rankings and scores read from his mouth. "15 85 points!" When the teacher read my score, I couldn't help but go to the podium with my test paper in tears.

Finally, after school, I walked home alone with a piece of paper covered with red crosses. This paper may be lighter than a feather, but it is as heavy as Qian Qian in my hand. I don't know why, today is very quiet, and I have lost the noise and vitality of the past.

When I came to an alley, I became more and more sad. On weekdays, this alley is always filled with cheerful laughter, but today it is empty. Only a few crows chirped, one after another, very low, and seemed to have lost their former vitality.

I want to cry, but I can't. I sat on the ground. Reflection on the wall, these questions have been done before, and the reason why I made mistakes is because I didn't review them well. The pain in my heart can't go away for a long time, and the sky is blackened by my bad mood. It seems to sympathize with me and shed tears for me.

In the drizzle, a teenager in a white shirt was holding a test paper in his hand. The rain fell on his face and on his white shirt. No one can tell whether it is rain or tears on his face. ...

Although it has been a long time, I still regret it when I think about it.

Let the true feelings show naturally. The warmth of the world is a haze that has passed through countless years and destiny. In retrospect, the gradual memory will be recalled from forgetting. That's a story between me and a person who seems indifferent but has warmth in his bones.

In the past, my parents often went on business trips and only met once a month, so I followed my aunt most of the time. My aunt was very strict with my study, so she was never gentle with me at that time. I still remember when I took the first exam, I felt confident that I could get high marks, and I thought my aunt would definitely praise me. After a while, the teacher began to announce the results. My eyes went red when I heard the bad score. I tried not to cry. After class, I ran into the toilet and wept silently. I am worried about how menstruation will criticize me, how disappointed I am and whether I will hate me. In the next class, my heart has floated to the sky. I rubbed my little hand nervously, thinking about how to talk to my aunt and what to say.

After school, I sat in a chair shaking my calves and sweating uneasily. Soon after, my aunt came to take me home. She came towards me. The more I want to cry, the more anxious I am. I said hesitantly, "Aunt, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I did badly in the exam. I will study hard in the future. " My aunt looked at me, smiled and touched my head and said, "Nothing. You will be nervous on the first exam. You don't have to say sorry to me. Just refuel next time. There is a proverb that "failure is the mother of success". Come on next time! " After listening to my aunt, my nervous heart finally breathed a sigh of relief. My aunt's words were unforgettable to me when I was young at that time, and whenever I thought of them, a warm current poured in.

This is the first time my aunt has been gentle with me. In my heart, that stern and frowning aunt has been erased from my heart, and that gentle smile has been engraved in my heart. The warmth of the world has a temperature, and the temperature is higher than everything else. This feeling is really wonderful.

Let the true feelings show naturally. Childhood is a beautiful song, a colorful painting and a wonderful poem. ...

Under the gently fluttering willow branches, I am knitting a wreath with my friends. No study worries, no frustration sadness. We picked the willow branches, surrounded the green willow branches into a circle as big as a hat, fixed them with another willow branch, wrapped the extra parts inside and outside the circle, woven them into a ring-shaped green crown, and then inserted beautiful flowers and put them on our heads. We are like princesses among flowers.

Dad took us to worship our ancestors, and the rain gently fell on the grass leaves, flowers, concrete roads and tombstones ... We kowtowed to Grandpa and burned paper money, which made me feel back in the past: I knelt on Grandpa's knee, ate the moon cakes he bought me, listened to Grandpa's stories about the east, the west and the north, and when I was tired, I played with the paper plane he bought, immersed in happy memories.

Under the moonlight in summer, silver light shines on windows, tables and vases and climbs along curtains. I nestled in my mother's arms and listened to her whisper the story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon and the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. I am immersed in a beautiful fairy tale world.

Childhood is a beautiful song, a colorful painting and a wonderful poem, which will remain in my heart forever.

Let the true feelings show naturally. Speaking of the Teddy dog in our building, it is really a famous "Lao Lai" in the community. What bad thing did it do? I'm afraid I can't finish talking for three days and nights.

Every time I hear a child screaming and a dog barking at the same time, there is no need to ask, it must be "Lao Lai" who is making trouble. Its owner is an old man, and every time Lao Lai does something bad, he is helpless. "Lao Lai" is becoming more and more arrogant. Every time he saw other dogs leaving "traces" on his territory, he would rush up and drive the "invaders" out of his territory. He is so "king" that dogs twice his age are afraid of him.

No one in the community dares to feed it ham sausage, and everyone knows the consequences. When you tear off a piece of meat and put it at its feet, it will pounce on you, and you can't help grabbing the whole intestine and hiding in a corner to destroy it. But even if no one feeds it, it will compete with other dogs for food. As long as he sees someone holding a ham in his hand, he will immediately exert his tricks and stay with you until you give him the ham in his hand.

What are these? There are more excesses. As soon as it sees the signs standing in the community, it will pull them down and put them in its own "hidden treasure house" when people are not paying attention. Security guards always have a hard time finding the sign that was pulled down. When some children are playing hide-and-seek in the community, they will inadvertently find a bunch of jumbled brands. Needless to say, it must be Lao Lai's treasure house.

This is the "Lao Lai" in our building, which makes our neighbors restless and our education remains unchanged. Do you want to ask where it is? Hey, maybe it's pulling out the sign when no one is watching now!

Let the true feelings naturally reveal the sixth grade composition 1 1 "What is courage?" "This is something that can't be seen or touched." Can't see or touch? I can't help wondering, because courage can always help me find the light and direction when I am confused.

I remember, it was a family dinner night, and many relatives came, including my cousin. Speaking of the feud between my cousin and me, it's really endless for three days and nights. He is one year older than me and often plays tricks on me and my friends by taking advantage of his big size. We hate him very much. No, this is the opportunity. I suggested playing a prank on my cousin, and everyone agreed.

At the beginning, I took the lead in setting up a "heavy mechanism" at the door of a room-as long as I opened the door, a pile of books stuck at the top of the door would fall, and people would subconsciously hide forward, so that they would trip over the rope in front. I'm satisfied with my plan. I'm going to invite my cousin, but grandma is coming here. To make matters worse, grandma is old. If she is hit by a book, she will fall down again ... I immediately shouted, "grandma, be careful!" " "Grandma was startled by me and froze. The book just slipped from her eyes and landed at her feet …

"You've gone too far, also make a prank? If it weren't for your cousin, what would you do today? " Because my cousin used to play practical jokes, adults don't doubt that I am the culprit, and my friends dare not say anything. Looking at my cousin's wronged cry, I suddenly felt guilty.

Much as I want to get back at him, this way is too much. I caused it, and now my cousin is the scapegoat. I will never be at ease! I plucked up my courage and admitted loudly that I had done it.

This is courage! Although I was scolded later, I never regretted my choice in my heart.

Let the true feelings show naturally 12. The sunshine shed a small spot and shone on my companion, the pencil case, who had been with me for several years.

His bright face has now become vicissitudes, and the original angular edges and corners have also become ruined by the passage of time. Once upon a time, like when I was a child, I took care of her in every possible way and couldn't bear to let her get a little hurt. Now, I abandoned it like a lost shoe. Time is passing, we are growing, but we are getting ugly. It is more like our parents, working for us and worrying about us. When we grow up, we feel that they are old and useless. We no longer rely on them as we did when we were children, and we gradually get away from them, and our feelings are weak, even leaving them behind. Suddenly one day, I suddenly remembered that they had gone, gone forever, and never saw their smiles or felt their warmth again. I regret why I didn't spend more time with them and cherish them.

Time is running, time is flowing, and time is ruthless but fair. It gives everyone the same opportunity, and no one knows when they will experience the pain of life and death, so we should cherish time and cherish every moment.

Let's pay attention to every little thing, cherish every warmth, don't entangle in those trivial things, don't haggle over every ounce in the chop suey.

I still remember that year, when my loved ones died, my heart seemed to be broken. Recalling the kindness and concern of my loved ones, tears poured out like spring water, so I was immersed in the ocean of sadness all day. But I accidentally saw my parents' worried expression, and suddenly I was suddenly enlightened. Yes, everyone will be sad when their loved ones leave, but they can't be overwhelmed by pain. There are people in the world who care about you, and those who love you should cherish their love. Otherwise, over time, all you see is cold photos.

A wonderful bell pulled back my thoughts, and I suddenly learned to cherish and cherish every warmth in my life.

The sunlight shines on the pencil box, reflecting warm light. ...

Let the true feelings naturally reveal the sixth grade composition 13 idol light. I had an idol in 20xx: I watched a video at that time, and he stood in position C and sang Favor. He is very attractive because he is good at singing and dancing. Sometimes he is like an unruly wolf, and sometimes he is like a docile cat. I began to pay attention to him unconsciously and became his loyal fan for eight years.

I never thought that one day I would like someone for so long. It is my initial heart, my dream and my heartfelt appreciation. Really, have I found learning useful more than once? What am I studying so hard for? I gave up. But when I think of my idol standing on the podium of the United Nations, his fluent English, his calm manner and his enviable academic record are all looking at me! Grit your teeth and stick to it. So what? Now my goal is Beijing Film Academy. I want to be his junior in the same industry, even stand taller than him, and say to him, "I am your fan, and I am qualified to be your fan!" " "

With this light, my life has also been illuminated. From my stubbornness to now, I'm getting serious. In order to meet him one day, I signed up for many cram schools. I used to complain bitterly after studying for half an hour, but now I can keep studying for two hours. Why? At one time, I couldn't get up. Later, when I saw a Weibo sent by him, I was motivated again. Qingyi's words were accompanied by some photos of his dancing practice. He looked pale because of leg press, but he still stared at the camera. He compared himself with a smile. I can't help crying. I love my idol dearly, but I miss him so much that I still work so hard. What qualifications do I have to be lazy with hard work as a shield? So I studied hard, studied hard, and finally got results, with more than 90 points for seven consecutive times. But even this would not be enough It's far from my goal. In order to meet all his glory, keep working hard!

I believe that in the near future, I will be admitted to my favorite junior high school and ideal high school, and finally I will be admitted to my dream Nortel. I will always meet him and fulfill my dream.

My idol is the light in my heart, and one day I will become a light source.

Let the true feelings show naturally 14 There lived a very old grandfather in our residential unit.

Every time I see him, the most he says is: "Hello, little friend!" " "I always answer him politely, but unfortunately, many times my voice is so low that he can't hear me. He walked slowly, but he was always humble and kept saying "please-please-". He is always hunched, smiling and optimistic.

Today, I came home from school and saw my grandfather again. I went upstairs and he went downstairs. He saw me and said, "Hello, children!" " Seeing my grandfather who took me home, I said humorously, "Hey, there is an old friend!" " "There is still a smile on his face, so I can't help laughing. I think how wonderful the world would be if all people smiled at the people they met every day like this old man!

Grandpa continued to walk slowly, slowly, in small steps. He is like a track and field athlete who is training. He keeps chanting: "One two one,-two one, one two one …" I think if he doesn't have a smile on his face and an optimistic attitude, maybe his steps will be heavy.

When grandpa was approaching the entrance of the building, I rushed up to hold the heavy security door for him and asked curiously, "Grandpa, what are you doing?" He said, "Go get the milk." This year, a special milk distribution box was installed at the entrance of our residential unit, which facilitated the lives of residents. I saw the old man holding his chest and mumbling with milk: "Drinking milk is good for your health!" " "I can't help but sigh, grandpa's life is really regular.

Grandpa smiled and thanked me. That smile made me very comfortable and warm, but I couldn't help hitting my heart. It is something that others can't do, and I can't do it. Sometimes I often turn a blind eye.

The Double Ninth Festival is coming. I learned the historical and cultural knowledge of "Love in the Double Ninth Festival" in Shichuang composition class. I understand that the Double Ninth Festival, also known as "Festival for the Elderly" and "Festival for the Elderly", is a festival to spread and carry forward respect, love and help the elderly. I think respect for the elderly should be not only in the Double Ninth Festival, but also in every day and every detail of life.

Let the true feelings show naturally. That morning, we had breakfast, and my brother and I went downstairs to play together. We played and felt hot and sweaty, so I took off my clothes and put them on the slate beside us. At this moment, I said to them, "Let's play something!" The younger brother said, "Let's play cat and mouse!" I said, "Good!" We had a good time and before we knew it, it was noon. Dad asked us to go upstairs for dinner. So, we ran upstairs like flying lions. At dinner, my father asked me, "Where are your clothes?" "At this time, I was shocked. I remembered that the clothes were still downstairs, so I quickly went downstairs and ran to the place where we just played. I searched and searched there, but I never found it. At this time, I had to bite the bullet and go home. Then my mother asked me who else passed by while we were playing. At this moment, I remembered an old woman passing by when we were playing. She is wearing this red coat, black trousers and a red bag in her hand. So, my mother took me to find it. There are three grandmothers upstairs. Let's ask them one by one. Finally found it. Grandma said, "I saw a dress downstairs. I don't know whose it is." I waited there for a long time and asked several people, but I didn't know whose skirt it was. "I think if the clothes have been left there, they may be stolen by others. I put it away first and have been waiting for his master to find it! " I listened to my grandmother's words and said to her, "Thank you, Grandma!" " "So, my mother took me home.

Looking at this restored dress, I am grateful to the old woman from the bottom of my heart. This incident made me realize again: "There are true feelings everywhere in the world, and true feelings always warm people's hearts." The true meaning of. Caring means caring, loving and helping others. It is everywhere. Each of us needs care and life is indispensable. If others give us care, then we should also care for others, so that the world will be full of love!