Meet the sixth grade composition

In our daily study, work and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. With the help of composition, we can vent our emotions and adjust our mood. So have you ever studied composition? The following is the composition I arranged for you to welcome the sixth grade. Welcome to share.

When I met the sixth grade composition 1, it was raining in Mao Mao, but you and I ran to the playground together. Your "wet" appearance warms my heart.

Although you are not my deskmate, you have never been my deskmate. But you are my best friend and my confidant.

You, a boy with a height of 1.5 meters, black hair, fat face and small figure, make people feel like a girl.

You are like a girl with a silvery voice, lovely face and charming eyes.

In the past, we always liked fighting. You push, I push. It is easy to quarrel, but it is not easy to turn against each other.

But that beautiful memory, the beautiful past, that naive you, left, left forever. ...

Now, you have become mature and handsome. Time is like a sharp knife, cutting the baby fat off your face.

On the way home, you treat me to popsicles from time to time. Although it is ice, it melts into my heart and warms my heart. You talk and laugh with me from time to time. You once said, "Time is a butcher's knife, not to kill me, but to kill you." I was curious at that time and asked, "Why?" Your answer, I was speechless, "because the pig-killing knife only kills pigs." Look at you, what' killed' you? " As soon as the voice fell, you and I could not help laughing. If you push me again, I'll push you. ...

Will you miss me soon?

I, with a blank face, stood still, watching your back gradually dissipate. ...

Your heart is as cold as steel. I wonder if you will think of me.

There are many wonderful encounters in life. On the road of life, there will always be some "encounters" that will warm your heart. Because of that touch again and again, life has a bright light. And my "meeting" trip was wonderful.

One winter day, I found a stray dog near my clothing store. He looks thin, his curly hair is covered with dust, and he looks a little messy. Walking is not very stable, and some are swaying; Maybe it's because the weather is cold, maybe it's not full, and its two pairs of slender calves keep shaking. It blinked its big black eyes and looked at me helplessly. There seems to be tears in his eyes. "Shh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo. Seeing it, my heart softened, and I took it back to the store. Back in the store, I gave it a bath and fed it roast duck. Seeing its pitiful appearance, my father and I built a relatively simple nest for it. It likes roast duck very much, and it is also very popular in this street. It especially likes to "beg" a few pieces of roast duck in front of the roast duck restaurant next door. Usually when I eat roast duck, it will lie on my feet and stare at me eagerly. It was so cute and pitiful that I couldn't help giving it the meat. Soon, it gradually became fat, and even I couldn't hold on. Now, its belly is round, and some white hairs on its back are like snow, but much more fluffy than snow, so it can be healthy! Now it will follow me as soon as it sees me, just like a relative.

Meeting it may be the most beautiful meeting. I regret not meeting it earlier, but I am very happy and grateful to meet it like this.

I still remember when I first noticed you, you violated school discipline and kicked over the trash can. At that time, your first impression was-too lawless! I can't help it I am a freshman. In order to keep my title as a good student, I always avoid you and your friends. As long as you don't mess with me, I'm too lazy to dispute with you!

People say that you can dream by combing your hair at night, so I often comb my hair at night, just hoping to meet you in my dream, that's all!

Dreams often dream of such a scene: a sunny boy and a girl playing near the teaching building. Their laughter is bright and bright, and their smiles are beautiful and lovely! But I don't know why, I often dream of such an infectious picture and cry at night. When I woke up the next day, I could still see the traces of tears flowing on the pillow. I can't help secretly sad in my heart. ...

Time flies, you and I have experienced so much, really like a dream, a charming dream, a romantic and elegant dream, a dream of laughter, a dream worth remembering, a dream that I don't want to end. ...

Anyway, in your dream, you laughed so innocently ... but I know that love has no result now, but so what? At least I have the best memories with you. This life is unforgettable!

You said you loved me and you wanted to protect me, but I selfishly forgot that another person was waiting for you! When I learned the story between you and him, I couldn't help crying, which made me still so fragile that I couldn't bear any blow!

But I still can't forget your smile. Your smile looks so beautiful to me. ...

I just watched Sister Sunshine's Meet a Martian Girl and cried. What beautiful words! I cry every time I watch the series "Sister Sunshine Carnival", and the ending is always so thoughtful and warm.

The girl nicknamed "Little Satan" has the appearance and character of a tomboy. She has a deep affection for Martha, a neighbor girl, since she was a child. Martha has a strange life experience. On a starry night, she landed in front of her foster mother's house. Beautiful, clever and considerate, Martha is not only loved and attached by Little Satan, but also loved by her adoptive mother and brother Guo. Unfortunately, Martha suddenly disappeared on a meteor shower night and never heard from again.

A year after Martha left, a new classmate suddenly came to Little Satan's class. She calls herself a "Martian girl". Mars girls are very similar to Martha in many places. This caught the attention of Little Satan and Guo.

The Martian girl finally left everyone, leaving only the infinite nostalgia and melancholy of her classmates.

Many years later, both Little Satan and Big Guo graduated from university. Guo became an astronaut and landed on Mars. In the strange world of Mars, he saw an incredible sight.

This article is interspersed with memories and reality, but it makes people read easily. I think this is the most wonderful thing. How I want to know a girl from Mars! What a wonderful story! What a wonderful meeting!

Meeting the sixth grade composition 5 is such a casual day, and this life is doomed to you and me.

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On the first day of primary school, I came to your class, and your bright, pure and kind eyes attracted me. From then on, I like Chinese.

I like your class. You use your sweet voice and patience to explain a problem and a philosophy to us in the form of stories. You use humorous language and appropriate turning point to make us laugh when we are bored and feel that class is not so boring.

I remember that Chinese class, we were absent-minded because it was raining cats and dogs outside. You thought about it and said, "Look, classmates, that black cloud is like a piece of chicken." We looked up and said, "Ha ha ha ha, it's really like!" We laughed. A boy said, "look, it looks like a puppy!" Look! Look! " ..... In this way, we have been watching the class end. A Chinese class became a cloud observation class.

I still remember that little incident because you gave me comfort and understanding. That time, you asked a female classmate to sweep the floor. She went to my seat and took out a lot of waste paper from the gap in the radiator next to me. You accidentally saw it. At this time, the cleaner said that I had stuffed all the waste paper in and would punish me for sweeping all the floors in the class. I want to defend myself, but there is nothing I can do. Only you still believe in my character and clear my name. I cried, not because everyone laughed at me, but because of your simplest trust. Afterwards, you let the person who wronged me apologize to me and let the clouds in my heart disperse. With your sunny smile, all unhappiness has left me.

Thank God for sending you to me and keeping me warm. Thank you for your time. I had a wonderful time with you, and my memory will last forever. Thank you for that accident, which made me your happiest student!

In the journey of life, there will always be many wonderful encounters, and there will always be some people who are worthy of your eternal memory and engraved in your heart.

I still remember riding a bike in primary school. My mother has been cheering me on and I study hard. Sure enough, with my mother's encouragement, I finally learned the skills of riding a bike.

One day I told my mother that I was going out to ride my bike for a while, and my mother answered, so I rode out. I rode my bike happily, thinking that I must ride further this time, but I found something was wrong when I rode it. "Hey, where is this?" Why don't I know? "My heart became uneasy. Fortunately, the young man has a strong mind, so he goes back and forth. In fact, I was really scared, so I rode faster and faster, my eyes were wet, and I wanted to get home as soon as possible. But I don't know where the way home is. In the heart also some depressed "mom! Where are you? "Just then, an uncle came up and said," Little sister, what's the matter with you? Are you lost? " I said, "I can't find my way home." As he spoke, tears fell from his eyes. Kind uncle, he quickly comforted me and took out his mobile phone to let me call my mother. At this moment, the broken little heart was put together piece by piece and flashed.

A stranger helped you when you were helpless. He is like a wonderful key, which opens the door in your heart.

Meeting Sixth Grade Composition 7 Life is an encounter. Everyone has met it in life. I met a good teacher on my way to school. In my life, I met my bosom friend. ...

I remember every time I went to the zoo, I was very excited. I went to the zoo, looking east and west, walking and watching. When I saw the tiger, I subconsciously looked into its eyes. I found that it was an angry look, more helpless.

I looked at the sign next to it and found it was the South China Tiger. South China tiger has a round head, short ears and strong limbs. The tail is longer, the hair on the chest and abdomen is more milky white, and the whole body is orange and covered with horizontal stripes. There are short and narrow stripes on the fur.

South China Tiger, which is a strange and familiar name, now the number of South China Tigers has dropped sharply, and it can no longer be seen in the wild. At present, there are only 100 tigers, which are the first-class protected animals in China.

Seeing this, I fell into deep thought: why do we humans catch those animals? Why can't we give them freedom, give them a piece of pure land and let them live freely? Every time I think of it, I shake my head: "How can I protect so many animals by myself? I was about to leave, but the tiger's eyes ... I subconsciously stopped, turned around and met the South China tiger again-making me afraid to face its eyes.

Walking out of the zoo gate, I really want to say, "Human beings, protect animals. Killing animals is tantamount to ruining yourself! " ! Don't let your descendants see these animals only in books. "

Meeting Grade 6 Composition 8 is like fireworks in my heart.

Still so innocent and lovely,

Then where are you waiting for me,

Were you still there when I turned my head?

You said to me,

I admit that mistakes are useless,

You told me you didn't love me anymore,

Where were you waiting for me at the gate that afternoon?

Where am I in your heart?

According to the horoscope,

I am a shooter, you are an Aries,

You're still haunting me,

You can't have any illusions,

You can't have much satisfaction.

I know I'm just a sister in your heart,

He's just my brother. He said that black is very distinctive.

He's just my brother, and I'm afraid you'll misunderstand,

He's just my brother, and you don't care about this explanation.

I'm not saying anything,

I don't have the courage,

I didn't have the courage to say those three words to him,

I get nervous every time I talk about buttoning,

I get nervous every time I see you,

Whenever I feel a little sad,

I want to talk to you when you are offline.

You can see it online,

Know my love for you.

What kind of conversation will I have when I meet someone,

The person I'm waiting for, in the far future,

I heard the wind coming from the subway and the sea of people.

I lined up the number plate of love.

I want to say to you: "Xu Dengling, I like you."

See the sixth grade composition at 9: 00. 17. There is a full moon hanging in the dark night sky. The moon gives off a faint yellow light and shines obliquely on the silent road. Na Yue, light, casts a mysterious veil over the night. The students in the classroom "rustled" their heads in reading and studied hard. Sitting in a chair and looking at the distant sky outside the window, maybe it will rain tomorrow. Seeing him again today, my eyes can't help but stay on him. My mind doesn't want to notice him, but my heart will still ripple. Fortunately, someone stopped me, otherwise, he would find that he still exists in my heart. Yu Guang still pays attention to him and sees from Yu Guangzhong that he is also looking at me. Go, don't look back, turn around and leave smartly, I hope he doesn't realize that I still care about him like that. Why, why is this happening now?

I still remember that we had a happy quarrel, and for this reason, we began to alienate each other. Now, even if we meet on the road, we look like strangers. Even nodding, waving and blinking have become so stingy. I decided to bury this pure friendship in my heart. Maybe in the future, it will grow sturdily in my heart and bloom a flower, so that when I meet him again, there will be no ripples in my heart.

The night sky is still dark, the moon is still round, but brighter, and the mysterious veil has also opened its true face. No, I said it will be sunny tomorrow, don't you think?

I met a sixth-grade composition 10 Today, I accidentally met a native of Suining, Sichuan. In his father's job, he was born deaf.

When he first saw me, he patted my father's shoulder, pointed to me, mumbled a few times and gave a questioning expression. I guess what he means. I saw my father nodded, and then my father said to me:? He is deaf and dumb, and he is also the child of a client here. ? I seem stunned, deaf-mute. I seem to have only seen it on TV or on the Internet.

But the fact is not as bad as I thought. First, he picked up the notebook and pen he carried with him and quickly wrote on the paper. Then he gave them to me. When I saw the word "hello" written on the paper, I immediately wrote it down? Hello? . This is the way we communicate on paper. He has a wide range of hobbies and is good at typing and mathematics. But because he went to Suining Special Education School, he didn't read the fifth grade until he was twelve.

I seem to have been taken to the silent world by him, and even fell in love with this silent world. So we talked on paper until we got close to 1 1. I told him I was going home, but he miraculously said goodbye vaguely. I think we should care for the deaf, care for the disabled and give them warm love.

I met the sixth grade composition 1 1. I've never met anywhere in my life, whether it's heavy or light. Meeting nature is not right, it should be "returning to nature". Society comes from nature, but there is a lot of hypocrisy. People will gradually lose themselves and fall into the abyss of power.

I first saw nature many years ago. It was in xx Park, just after heavy snow. The whole world is sleeping, this is a cold white country. At that time, there seemed to be a force calling me, so I went on with my parents. Strolling among icicles, countless people begin to wander here, and when you are in it, you will find that this is a brand-new world, without troubles and worries, only quiet poems and distant places. I see. At that time, I was like a frog in the well. I wanted to expand the size of the hole indefinitely, but I forgot the simple way to jump out of the hole. At that time, I was lying in the snow, and I felt not the biting cold, but the scorching warmth. What I encountered this time was a kind of natural beauty, a kind of pure beauty.

The second time we met, it was in the summer vacation a year ago, and our family traveled to xx Mountain by car. Some people say that you are not a true believer in Buddhism. What are you doing there? This is not right. Do you think there is only a temple in xx Mountain?

It was a rainy afternoon. Due to the special geographical location of Mount xx, the weather was very cool at that time. Especially when we reached the top of the mountain, I saw a scene that I will never forget: in the clouds within my reach, a ray of sunshine suddenly shone in, like a dragon, coiled at the top of the Great White Pagoda, like a fairy falling from the sky, and the Buddha appeared. Cows grazing on the hillside seemed to be inspired and looked at the Great White Pagoda in unison. At that moment, I was shocked This is a natural beauty, a sacred beauty.

Meet nature and meet the world.

Pursue originality and self.

When I met the sixth grade composition 12, the first golden sunshine shone into the window, the first bird danced with beautiful feathers, and everything became brand-new. I look at you with trepidation-Xinghe Primary School.

Today is the entrance exam, and I am very nervous. If I don't do well in the exam, I won't be hacked to death by my mother when I go home! I felt more and more uneasy, and before I knew it, the school gate had caught my eye. Huh? This school is really special. My old school didn't paint the school walls in color. Suddenly, my good feeling for you rose by another point.

When I arrived at the examination room, I was "scared" again. The table is actually colored, which is said to be distributed according to the process of caterpillar metamorphosis. I was surprised that the table I saw before was mahogany, and I couldn't adjust the height. I suddenly yearn for this school, hoping to be admitted.

What? Whoops-the topic on this paper is more difficult than what I did in China. So I'm not dead? These questions gave me a sly smile and challenged me to say, "Haha! Hit you! It's not that easy to beat me! " Hum, I'm so angry. I must refuel! After serious and hard fighting, it was finally solved. Look! The sky is bluer and the air is fresher! Yeah! I was admitted!

Sunshine, birds and fallen leaves are all the latest. I will welcome a brand-new campus from now on and shape a brand-new myself! Let life blossom brilliantly!

Met the sixth grade composition 13. She is in my heart, just like a rainbow after rain, beautiful, beautiful. When I was most lonely and helpless, thank you for meeting her, and thank you for this wonderful meeting.

Although it has been six years, it is still engraved in my heart.

When I was in the first grade, I remembered my mother's words: "Pay attention to the bad guys, wait at the door after school, and don't run around." One day after school, I was waiting at the door, and the blue sky seemed to be covered with a black veil. I waited until my big brother and sister in grade six came out, and the school gate was closed, so I was so anxious that my tears came out. I thought to myself, "Why hasn't mom come yet?" You won't want me. "I borrowed my mobile phone from the guard grandpa and called my mother. But no one answered. I ran home myself, but I didn't dare. Nobody answered the phone. There is no money by bus. I was helpless and couldn't help crying.

Then a gentle voice sounded: "What's the matter, little friend?" A sister with long hair said to me while wiping my tears. I told my sister about the situation, and my sister asked me if I knew the way home. Take me home. I remembered my mother's words and looked at her warily, but I wanted to go home again. I thought, "My sister is so good that she shouldn't be a bad person." If she sent me home, I found that the direction was different, so I just jumped out of the car! "I increased my vigilance and got on my sister's car. However, I misunderstood her. My sister is not a bad person. She was worried about me and walked me to the door.

Thank you, sister, for letting me feel that there are still many good people in the world and the warmth of the world. This is really a beautiful encounter.

I met the sixth grade composition 14, and I was indignant to see them operating the water pump and pumping the overflowing vitality of the pond to the distance bit by bit. They are talking about what to plant in the new land nourished by river mud and how much money to earn.

In the backyard of my hometown, there is a pond, which is very shallow and crystal clear. It was a long time ago that we first met, but that meeting must be full of surprises. The tall and straight trees on one side add a touch of green to the pond. A few small fish are swimming around in this green, rippling water.

But unfortunately, you met them. The roaring pump reminded me that the pond was only half full. I've fished before, but I've never smoked so fast and so fast. The bulldozer in the distance is eyeing up, indicating its future fate. Many ponds in the village were rudely filled up like this, and no one was spared.

Meeting human beings is a natural misfortune.

Bulldozers rushed out, buried the vitality of the past, buried, buried the joy of meeting in the past. Everything gradually took on a new look, as if the pond had never been seen before.

The gentle sunshine in winter gradually came out and shone on several goldfish, illuminating the memories of the past and the new land and illuminating a new beginning.

It may be your luck to meet them.

Meeting the sixth grade composition 15 Meeting nature is a poetic journey; Knowing books is the cultivation of the mind; When spring and winter meet, there will be years ... that night, I met you.

That night, I gently opened the encyclopedia of knowledge lying quietly on my desk. That page is a picture. This is a picture of a worried man. Tears swirled in his eyes. Under the cliff where he is, there is a fast-flowing river. I immediately recognized this as Qu Yuan.

During the Warring States Period, Qu Yuan was originally a minister of the State of Chu, and he always served the country. Later, the king of Chu listened to the slanderers of the villain and no longer valued Qu Yuan. Seeing Qin Jun approaching Chu, Qu Yuan was very sad. He wrote the scene of the war into a wonderful poem, which is "National Mourning". Even if he later committed suicide by throwing himself into the river, he was "born and dead, dead in spirit, and the soul is a ghost."

Many people think that "success is king, failure is kou". I never thought of it that way either. Success and failure never mean anything. Qu Yuan, although he failed at that time, so what? We will always remember his patriotic feelings.

Besides this noble patriotic feeling, Qu Yuan left many brilliant poems for later generations. It created a new poetic style, namely Sao style. It broke the four-character structure of the Book of Songs. There is also his "Li Sao", with beautiful words and rhymes everywhere, which makes people impressed at first reading. Because of this, he can be praised by later generations as one of the four famous people in the world.

Since I met Qu Yuan that night, whenever I mentioned Qu Yuan, it was no longer just the Dragon Boat Festival and Zongzi. And his patriotic feelings, even though he died, and his brilliant poems. Ah, Qu Yuan, I admire you.