Arbor Day Sixth Grade Composition

In daily study, work and life, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, so you are familiar with it. Writing is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is my composition for the sixth grade Arbor Day, I hope it will help you.

Arbor Day Sixth Grade Composition 1 The annual Arbor Day is here again. The school organized a meaningful tree planting activity.

Our class is assigned to the tree planting area, which is a small triangle in front of the school toilet. This place is almost a forgotten corner because it is close to the toilet. At the end of summer vacation, it is overgrown with weeds and shrubs, making it a paradise for mice. Sometimes, some students are too lazy to clean up the garbage here The school leaders decided to plant trees here because they thought it would damage the image and cleanliness of the campus.

Members of our class, led by the head teacher, came to the tree planting area with labor tools and small cypress seedlings in their hands. We work in groups of three or four, and then take active actions after division of labor within the group. The first is to dig a tree pit, but fortunately, the saplings are small and there is no need to dig a big pit. The soil here is a little tight after caking. We have some difficulty in digging this hole. But it doesn't bother us. We dug and dug hard. It wasn't long before we dug a tree pit as big as a bucket. The next step is to pad the soil. We put some soft soil at the bottom, and then bury the soil in the pit while righting the seedlings. In order not to make the roots roll together, we gently lifted the stem. Later, we rammed the soil while burying it. After cultivating the soil, we will water the Sabina vulgaris seedlings. In one class, we planted more than a dozen Sabina vulgaris seedlings. At this time, we have oozing bright sweat on our foreheads and steaming on our heads.

Xiao Baimiao seems to shake his head and say, "Students!" under the blowing of the spring breeze. You have worked hard! "Looking at the sapling of Sabina vulgaris planted by this tree, we smiled with relief.

Today, my sister, two friends and I came to the park to plant trees.

Let's put the saplings in carefully first, and everyone is busy. My sister is holding the sapling, and I step on the soil, cultivate some soil, and then step on the soil again and again with my feet. At this time, my two friends came back with a bucket of water, and they poured the water evenly under the tree.

Everyone is not afraid of hardship and fatigue, and they all work very hard. There were bursts of laughter from time to time. We are all sweaty, but I still don't want to rest. No matter how hard and tired you are, you must stick to it.

I use a ruler to look from left to right, so that the saplings become a straight line. Then I heard my sister shout, "Great! Great! Small saplings can take root and sprout in the soil! "

I asked my sister, "Is it true?" My sister said, "Yes!"

When two friends saw it, they jumped three feet like victorious soldiers.

Suddenly, the breeze blew, and the sapling bent down and bowed to me, my sister and my friends: "Thank you!

Dear friends, thank you for your cultivation. "I slowly poured the water into the roots again, and the water just penetrated into the soil. The sapling drank enough water and nodded and smiled frequently, as if to say, "friends, watch, I will grow into a tree that covers the sun and let you play in the cool." "The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the earth. We packed our tools and reluctantly left the saplings.

It's fun to plant trees today!

Arbor Day Sixth Grade Composition 3 In the spring of March, the sun is shining and the warm wind is blowing gently, and the girl in spring quietly comes to the world with light steps. Everything on the earth has revived, and the grass has drilled a lovely little head, adding vitality to the world. Teacher Zhang, the head teacher, led our group to a hillside in Tanglang Mountain to visit our first-grade tree.

Carrying shovels and buckets, we happily arrived at our destination-the hillside of Tanglang Mountain. I soon found the place where I used to plant trees.

Sun Mingzhe volunteered: "I am a man, I will do the heavy work." While speaking, he has picked up a shovel. Holding the front end with his left hand and the back end tightly with his hand, he put his feet on the ground, leaned forward, put the shovel into the soil, tried his best to pry it, and finally dug up a grass. I watched him weed and didn't want to fall behind. I picked up the bucket and came to the crystal clear stream. I crouched down and walked to him with a bucket of water. Because of the lack of labor at ordinary times, I can't lift a bucket of water. The water in the bucket splashed on the corner of my pants, but I didn't give up and didn't care. I walked up to him. When I got to him, he had dug a hole. Finally, I lifted the bucket and poured water into the cracks of the young trees, thinking: Young trees, young trees, you should grow up quickly, add vitality to the earth and add color to the motherland!

Today is March 12, and it is also our annual Arbor Day. It's a pity that today is Friday, and we have classes, so we can't have enough time to choose tree species slowly like on weekends.

"jingle bells." The school bell finally rang! I hurried to the school gate to wait for my mother. "Yi Ding, I'm here!" Following the sound, I found my mother at once. Through the crowded crowd, I quickly got on my mother's battery car and urged her: "Hurry up, mom, today is Arbor Day. I'm going to buy young trees. You can't buy a good variety if you are late! "

When I came to the street, I looked around and finally found a place to sell small saplings. My mother suggested that I buy an ornamental orange, but I chose a cherry tree. Although cherry blossoms are the national flower of Japan, I don't like Japan either, but I like the color of cherry blossoms, pink and beautiful. More importantly, small cherries are edible, red and sweet. I can't help drooling at the thought of cherry fruit. When I got home, I carefully planted cherry trees in a big flowerpot. I decided to make it into a big tree, so as to prevent the fragile "bones" from being broken by the strong wind and to eat sweet cherries.

Today's cities are "only tall buildings, but no trees". We usually don't have time to plant trees, so we should plant one more tree on Arbor Day, even if it grows out of a flowerpot. As long as you plant a tree, it is equivalent to making an extra dress for Mother Earth. Protecting the environment starts with me.

Today is Arbor Day. Although it snowed, I still insisted on planting trees. I bought a seedling first, and then went downstairs to dig a hole with a shovel. I dug and dug. I thought it was easy to dig, but it was actually difficult to dig. Suddenly I came across a small stone, and I couldn't dig it out. I had to dig it by hand, and it took a long time to dig it out. I kept digging, but I met a big stone, and I couldn't dig it out, and I couldn't dig it out. I have to go home to find a hammer and an iron bar. I smashed one end of the iron bar with a hammer, held the other end of the iron bar, and pried it, and it took a lot of effort to pry the stone out. I dug down, dug down and met a small tree root. I ran home to find a saw blade and saw it on the root of a small tree, and it broke. After working for hours, I was so tired that I was sweating all over. Finally, I dug a pit the size of a washbasin. I put the saplings straight inside, then cultivated them with soil, and finally planted them.

When I got home, I was really exhausted and fell asleep on the sofa ... I watched my little tree grow up and grow into a big tree. My classmates and I are playing games under the tree. Some people say; "This tree is really beautiful." Someone said, "This tree can build a house." Others said, "This tree can be used as furniture." ..... Suddenly, I found a child writing on a tree with a knife. I shouted, "Don't hurt it!" "

So I woke up and I was dreaming.

Today, in Happy Animal Primary School, Teacher Goat said, "What festival is it today?" The students said in unison, "Arbor Day." Teacher goat said, "Good. Now let's go to the park and plant trees. Everyone can combine freely, in groups of three! " "

On the way to the park, the students chattered like birds. Soon, elephants, rabbits and pigs also formed a group. The elephant said, "I am very big." You should listen to me and plant maple trees! " The rabbit said, "I'm smart." . I should have listened to me and planted apple trees! "The pig said," I'm cute. You should listen to me and plant pear trees! " "

The three little friends quarreled and quarreled, and no one would let anyone. The elephant said, "Plant a maple tree", the rabbit said, "Plant an apple tree" and the pig said, "Plant a pear tree." ......

Suddenly, Little Nutbrown hare had a good idea and said, "Everybody be quiet. Let's cut paper and stones. Whoever wins will listen to him. " Elephants and pigs say "yes" together.

"Rock, scissors, cloth", the elephant won, and everyone decided to plant maple trees. Elephants dig holes with shovels, rabbits help trees and pigs water them. Everybody Qi Xin works together to plant trees.

Under the careful care of everyone, the small maple tree slowly grew into a towering tree. Small animals often go to read books and play games under maple trees. They are very happy!

Arbor Day 6th Grade Composition 7 March 12 This day is Arbor Day. On this sunny day, all the teachers and students in our school are going to plant trees in the power plant area.

On the way to the factory, we walked neatly, talking and laughing, and wanted to plant trees quickly.

When we arrived at the factory, many power plant workers were already waiting with shovels. The slogan of "planting trees and building green power plants, environmental protection power plants and ecological power plants" makes people excited.

The leaders of the power plant explained to us the growth process of young trees. After giving the order, everyone rushed to the tree pit. The teacher divided us into groups and distributed seedlings to each group. Eight of us, Qi Xin and Qi Xin worked together to move the saplings into the pit. There was only one shovel in one group, and we all tried to use it. Finally, we decided to divide the work. The saplings are too big. Some people hold the top of the sapling, while others hold the bottom. Some people bury the soil with shovels; Others ran to the distance and shouted, "crooked, step back." Someone made a small "fence" from the edge of the tree pit; I am responsible for digging out the stones in the soil with a stick, so that the shovel can't shovel the stones. Everyone is in full swing.

We planted a tree in a short time. I patted the soil on my leg, looked at this young spirit tree and silently said to myself:

Xiaoshu, I remember your position and will come to see you often in the future.

Arbor Day Sixth Grade Composition 8 Arbor Day is coming. Obana's classmates made an appointment to plant trees on Sunday. In the evening, Xiaohua said to the small alarm clock, "Remember to wake me up tomorrow morning, because I have invited several classmates to plant trees with me, and I don't want to be late." The little alarm clock nodded and said, "I promise to wake you up on time tomorrow."

In the morning, the sun rose, and the little alarm clock woke up and immediately called, "Sister Xiaohua, get up quickly, you are going to plant trees." Xiaohua stretched himself when he heard this, and immediately sat up and put on his clothes. At this time, the bird outside the window heard it and said to Sister Xiaohua, "All right, all right, I heard that you are going to plant trees, but you have helped me a lot." Sister Xiaohua said, "You're welcome, you're welcome. In fact, we plant trees for ourselves. If we plant more trees, we will have fresher air and a more beautiful environment. We also need your help to catch more pests and make young trees grow into big trees and flourish. " Hearing this, the bird said happily, "Yes, yes, Sister Xiaohua, what you said is really good. We live on this earth, and the earth is our home. We should protect our home. "

So Xiaohua walked quickly to the appointed place with buckets and shovels in his hand, facing the morning glow. The bird sang beautiful songs all the way and accompanied Xiaohua to the destination.

One Sunday in March, Xiaogang and Xiaohong met to plant trees on the edge of the forest.

When they walked out of the house with shovels and saplings on their shoulders, they suddenly found that the trees and grass around them seemed to glow turquoise overnight. This is really "the spring breeze blows Qian Shan green!"

Xiaohong sighed. "Spring is so nice!

Miss Spring has come, everything is revived, and spring is full. We can go out and do more outdoor sports. "Xiao gang went on to say yes!

You see, the grass has slept for a winter, and spring has come. They slowly stick their heads out of the ground and bring people a little new green shyly. Willows are not to be outdone, quietly spitting out small buds, a vibrant scene, how beautiful! "

Xiaohong said excitedly with the words she just learned from Chinese class to describe spring. Their laughter filled the road of planting trees.

"Do you know why we plant trees?" Xiao gang suddenly asked. "Of course I know!

Trees can beautify the environment and purify the air. "Xiaohong answered confidently." But you know what? Xiao Gang said, "In order to make paper, people cut down many big trees every day. However, in their daily study and life, some people do not pay attention to saving and waste a lot of paper, that is to say, a lot of trees. Now, starting from us, we should plant more trees and reduce waste in order to save more available resources to raise our planet! "

Arbor Day Sixth Grade Composition 10 March 12 is Arbor Day. When we hear Arbor Day, we will definitely think of planting trees. Of course, on that day, my family and I planted a small sapling in front of our house.

On Saturday morning, it was sunny. When I saw my parents going to work, I quickly stopped them and told them that today was Arbor Day. My parents happily agreed.

Father is carrying a shovel in his left hand, a kettle in his right hand and a sapling in his mother's. They hurried out of the door, and my sister and I jumped up and followed them.

We came to a clearing and saw that the land there was very fertile and flat. Father put down the kettle and easily dug a big hole in it. Mom gave the sapling to dad, and dad put the sapling in the pit. Look, my sister and I are fine. He asked me to bury the pit. I picked up a heavy shovel and shoveled the soil in. I can't help sighing in my heart: Wow! This shovel is so heavy that it is like 100 ton of iron in your hand! I really admire my father's strength. Thinking, thinking, I also filled the pit. Next, it is the trampling work of the "troublemaker" sister. I saw my sister walking towards the sapling, trampling and jumping on the soil with her feet like a madman. In a short time, she finally finished the trampling work, and her sister was already sweating. My mother is finally going on stage. She carried the kettle, bent down, watered the saplings, and then gave me the kettle. Finally, I hurried upstairs with my sister in my arms.

Mom and dad went to work, and my sister and I were resting at home, so we went there after planting trees …

Arbor Day Sixth Grade Composition 1 1 Spring is here, and everything is reviving. My parents and I came to my hometown to participate in voluntary tree planting.

Come to my hometown where the scenery is beautiful and the air is fresh. Birds are singing in the tall trees, swallows are flying in the blue sky, and the grass is green. There are flowers everywhere: red, yellow, purple and pink ... colorful and beautiful!

I am carrying a bucket, my mother is carrying a hoe, and my father is carrying a bundle of poplar seedlings. We came to the newly built mud road leading to our hometown. My father digs a hole every two meters. I put a small sapling in each hole, and my mother carried a bucket full of water. Then, my mother and I held the saplings, and my father filled the hole with backfill soil. I tried my best to stamp the soil one by one, and we planted ten trees at once. Finally, my mother carried the water. I poured a ladle of water under each tree and watched the young trees suck the water I poured. My heart was full of joy.

The stands on the roadside are all tree-planters, and people in the village also volunteer to plant trees to green their homes. I looked at the rows of neat poplars on the roadside, and my thoughts flew to ten years later; I came to my hometown again and walked under a big tree covered with shade. Listening to the songs of birds in the trees, stroking the trees I planted, I suddenly felt that I had grown up!