Qiu Yun's Sixth Grade Composition

In study, work and even life, we often see the figure of composition. With the help of composition, we can improve our language organization ability. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my composition in Qiu Yun's sixth grade. Welcome everyone to learn from it, I hope it will help you.

Autumn rhyme sixth grade composition 1 autumn, most of them are golden, while the autumn in the botanical garden is colorful.

When you enter the Botanical Garden, you are greeted by two rows of tall ginkgo trees at the door. Their golden leaves have fallen unevenly, and fan-shaped leaves are everywhere. Some leaves have all fallen off, and the leaves are spread around the roots into a round carpet; Some trees still have half leaves left, and the bare branches sway with the wind, as if writing in the sky; One or two trees are still full of golden yellow. If you look closely, there are still a few strands of green in the leaves. A gust of wind blew gently, and several leaves fell with the sunshine, like a group of dancing butterflies.

Approaching, you can see the sage planted neatly under the tree. They are like a string of wind chimes, neatly covered with purple Kobanawa leaves. You are next to me, and I am next to you. When a gust of wind blows, purple waves appear. Butterflies fly in from time to time and get into the ears of flowers, as if playing hide-and-seek with their companions. Butterflies also know how to match colors. Butterflies resting on sage are almost blue-purple: the outer ring of wings is scaly hair at the intersection of dark blue and light blue, but the inner ring of wings is purple. When these butterflies spread their wings frequently, the sage stem looks like a flower. Flowers and butterflies are like a pair of Ye Yun.

There is a large pine forest there. A thick layer of brown pine needles was piled under the pine tree. When the sun shines on the pine needles through the treetops, the soft pine needles become shiny and bronze, like polished bronze. Open the pine needle, you can see the light brown Tricholoma matsutake, which is not mature yet, and looks fat and round, clustered together. I want to take some pine mushrooms home to plant them, but I'm afraid that insects will lose their beacons and ants will lose their shelter from the rain, so I dare not do it.

There are clusters of bushes beside the pine forest, which are covered with glittering and translucent red fruits. The fruit is like agate, but unlike agate, it has reddish veins under the sunlight. A string of four fruits bent the branches. Seen from a distance, the branches are covered with small red lanterns.

Yellow, purple, blue, brown, red and other colors decorate the botanical garden, giving it an autumn charm.

Other people like the spring in Fangshan, but I am more fascinated by the charming autumn colors in Fangshan.

Chou-heung was intoxicating, and I came to the foot of Fangshan involuntarily. What caught my eye was the endless rice fields. The breeze blew and the rice danced with the wind. I took a deep breath, and the smell of cooked rice penetrated into my heart, feeling relaxed and happy.

Run along the mountain dirt road to the top of the mountain. Occasionally, naughty mud will "kiss" your feet and insects will touch your face. I couldn't care less about this, and I couldn't hide my joy. I stepped on the overgrown path and ran to my destination-the top of Fangshan. Looking at this path, I can't help but think of Mr. Lu Xun's words: "There is no road in the world, and more people walk, and it becomes a road." Although I don't understand its meaning, I think it is very suitable for use here.

Slowly, the mountain turned and became better. Small wild flowers dotted along the mountain road make the whole Fangshan full of vitality. Although there is no lingering charm of spring, it makes people feel more refined and noble and pleasing to the eye.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, the autumn wind blows my clothes and cheeks. Overlooking from the mountain, you can see the whole Yuxi. The buildings in the distance are one after another, and the nearby pond is bite by bite. White waterfowl occasionally touches the water, making waves, weeping willows on the shore, and fishermen's laughter comes from time to time. Ah! What a beautiful autumn rhyme picture of Fangshan! .

Unconsciously, the afterglow of the sunset turned the whole Fangshan into gold. Although the fun is not over yet, I have to go home. The wind blows gently, the leaves rustle, and butterflies fly in front of me, as if to say goodbye to distant guests.

Oh! Fangshan's poetic and dreamlike beauty-I love you, beautiful Fangshan.

Autumn rhyme sixth grade composition 3 Autumn is beautiful, happy and fruitful. For farmers, the fruits of their labor have finally been harvested. As the poem says, "If a millet is planted in spring, 10,000 seeds will be harvested in autumn." Farmers are happy, so am I.

In my eyes, autumn is golden and sparkling. Autumn is the season of harvest. In the fields, between the paths. Walking in the field, you will find that the corn gradually turns yellow from bottom to top, which is different from the original. It is mature and full of particles, witnessing its growth process.

Walking on the path, you will see many farmers sitting around a pile of corn and taking off their thick coats. Air-dried corn can turn corn into better food for people to enjoy. This corn witnessed the hard work of farmers and the beautiful moment of unity, friendship and mutual help between them.

No matter where you are, you will see the harvest in autumn, and everywhere is full of the joy of harvest.

Autumn is also a bleak autumn wind. The autumn wind girl took away the hot summer and the red-hot morning sun, but it was followed by a cool autumn wind. Walking among the tree-lined paths in summer, watching autumn leaves dance with the wind and flying in the air like a dead butterfly makes people look forward to the future.

Stepping on the thick dead leaves and listening to the sound of leaves, people seem to see the selfless dedication of leaves to people, giving people shade and cooling, but now there is only one dead leaf left. People can't help but think of the shortness of life, which makes people feel infinite regret. In this way, autumn quietly came to us, taking away the spirit of vigorous growth everywhere, but it was followed by the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and the joy of farmers' uncles' harvest made us feel the ruthlessness of autumn-bringing us into the cold period and feeling the cuteness of autumn-bringing farmers a bumper harvest.

Autumn is so colorful, so happy and so beautiful. I love autumn!

Autumn rhyme sixth grade composition 4 Maple is a symbol of autumn, and Xiangshan is a symbol of maple.

On this day, we came to Xiangshan to see the face of this beautiful woman. Looking at Xiangshan from a distance, it looks like a piece of red brocade mixed with green, and it looks like an oil painting that is hard to guess. I'm afraid only a painter can draw such a beautiful picture.

Approached, the beautiful decoration of Xiangshan-maple leaf "climbed" to the top. Some are like fans, with oval leaves swaying in the wind; Some are like stars, and the cute shapes make people laugh; Some are like hair clips, which are used to set off the girl's angelic face. Color is the most charming beauty of red leaves. The leaves are red, yellow, orange, pink and green ... The autumn wind blows through Xiangshan, making a rustling sound. Pedestrians are walking on the carpet made of leaves, making a squeaking sound. This sound is the sound of autumn, this tune is the rhythm of autumn, and this fall of leaves is the dance of autumn. Looking at this beautiful scenery, how can it not make people feel relaxed and happy?

We stroll into the beauty endowed by nature, into the dream of nature and into the heart of nature.

The heart of nature is beautiful, so is the heart of Xiangshan. Maple leaves stand tall and vigorous on the branches of maple trees one by one. They are so beautiful. They are all dyed red, so gorgeous and full of vitality.

I squatted down and held up a large maple leaf with my hands. Xiangshan has their beautiful and charming colors, which will never get old and feel inferior. Another gust of wind blew, making the angel maple leaf in autumn bid farewell to people with a refreshing attitude endowed by nature. She floats in the air, flying like an angel, turning like a windmill, burning like a fire and flying like a butterfly. I stretched out my hand and took it, leaving autumn scenery in my hand and in my heart.

Nature, you are picturesque, like a beautiful girl, like a butterfly, like a gorgeous flower, which makes people fascinated. Can you make me forget it?

Autumn rhyme sixth grade composition 5 walk slowly, autumn leaves dance in a yellow gauze skirt, one rotation and one mistake, look good! Walking on a path covered with yellow leaves, listening to the crisp sound of fallen leaves, thinking about "parking in the maple forest late, frosty leaves are redder than February flowers" is also such an artistic conception! Several old couples walk side by side here to enjoy, and the word "harmony" comes to mind, thinking of Gong Zizhen's "falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud to protect flowers" and feeling the harmony and elegance of autumn. A photo of Qiu Jingtu at dusk was presented to me.

The wind quietly blew off the last few leaves and slowly fell to the ground, which inevitably seemed a bit low-key. I couldn't help sitting on the stone bench thinking about something, and the autumn wind gently caressed my face. I looked up at the intoxicated sunset in the majestic sky, as if the sunset and the wind had already merged. Quietly, as if I were a white cloud. I followed the wind elder sister gone with the wind, "hey! What's that? " I asked Xifeng curiously, "Look carefully." Feng Jie said. I opened my eyes wide to see what it was. "Oh, it was an autumn Harvest figure!" Look how lifelike the golden rice is painted, as if it were covered with a golden carpet. The farmer who is harvesting rice seems to be alive, and I continue to float forward. I saw the "Autumn Fruit Map" again. I saw Huang Cancan's red apples, watery pears and oranges shouting, "Come and pick them." My mouth is watering, but in order to continue my visit, I have to hold back. I've been drifting. This time, I saw the "autumn flower map" of chrysanthemum, and there were countless osmanthus flowers competing for each other. ...

It was not until the street lamp began to work that I reluctantly evoked good memories.

When I smelled a sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance on my way to school, I realized that autumn had really come ... in the fallen leaves that turned red quietly, in the sweet-scented osmanthus that bloomed overnight, and in the purple sweet-scented osmanthus that bloomed, the charm of autumn was fully revealed.

Autumn came slowly, and it rained a few times first, but it showed the power of "autumn tiger" to drag the temperature back to 30 high temperature. However, I still want to stay in summer, and I can't hide. The campus was stained with French phoenix tree, and Shuibin was a little bald. ...

Platanus acerifolia let the red and yellow brought by autumn climb the tree head, making the leaves more graceful and lovely. You'll never guess what color the next leaf is: green tone, yellow with a little red flavor, just like dew accidentally slipped in, leaving a lively lattice on the light green. The road sandwiched between the French phoenix trees and the surrounding space are covered with her golden "light" and magnificent. When these fallen leaves fall in the autumn wind, you will know what autumn dance is.

Osmanthus fragrans is a faithful autumn messenger. She will always give you unexpected surprises in early autumn. As I said at the beginning, suddenly, like the "autumn wind" coming overnight, thousands of trees "osmanthus" are blooming. Orange osmanthus, as if also want to see autumn, flourishing. A gust of wind blew and countless "little stars" floated down from the tree. It's like a meteor shower falling from the sky, still shining, and like a goddess scattering flowers. Every little flower is no bigger than a red bean, but it is small and smart. Their personal fragrance forms a strong fragrance that intoxicates everyone. When you walk under a tree and a gust of wind blows, you will feel that the wind also brings flowers-this is the smell of autumn.

Wei Zi, originally a poem in summer, miraculously blooms in autumn. I often confuse her with lilacs. Countless beautiful and moving flowers, either pink or white, are tied into many flower clusters. I always think it's hundreds of millions of colorful butterflies. When they rest and move in the trees, they will fly to the blue sky in succession. But when osmanthus fragrance, vibrant crape myrtle quietly falling ... this is the sadness of autumn.

Everyone can feel the charm of autumn, but sometimes it is elusive. Autumn may not be the most beautiful season, but it has pleasant spring breeze, gorgeous summer flowers and unique harvest. This is autumn rhyme. ...