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The composition of the sixth grade in primary school: childhood fun
Sixth grade composition: childhood fun 1 My childhood fun sounds bad, but it's not out of bad intentions.
The first interesting thing is that when the kindergarten just finished eating and went to the playground, I saw a classmate with a super big mouth. I really didn't pay attention at ordinary times and was shocked. I put the balloon sent by my teacher in my mouth and squeezed it with my hand. The purpose is to make it fly. Who knows that he bit my balloon and made me cry. What's the matter? Is it funny?
The second interesting thing is that eating other people's rice, especially rice, will make you sick. But after I heard this, I was curious. At lunch, I stuffed a lot of meat into my classmate's bowl while he was going to the toilet. But after he came back to eat, he didn't feel sick, but ate with relish. It made me laugh out of control, causing the whole class to look at me and make me put down my bowl shyly.
The third interesting thing is that we took part in a competition. Although I can't remember its name, we tied a knot between our feet with a red scarf. The exam is to unite as one, but after school, I saw two students leaning together, and there was a gap between them. I ran on all fours and fell to the ground with them.
The fourth interesting thing is that I was very interested in songs. One day, a classmate had a big head with a chopstick and a bowl beside him. I hit the classmate on the head with chopsticks on a whim. While knocking, I sang: wash, brush, brush ... The whole class looked at me and laughed after a few seconds.
This is the fun of my childhood. How about it? It's fun!
Sixth grade composition: childhood fun 2 Whenever I see the article "Catch the Sea", I will think of my childhood fun.
I remember listening to my mother when I was a child, saying that when I grew up and went to college, I could be a big official by car. I am envious, so I study hard every day.
One day, I heard aunt Wang and her mother upstairs say, "Xiaoming downstairs was admitted to the university because he drank too much pen water." "Yes!" Mother echoed her.
After listening downstairs, I thought: my chance to enter the university is coming soon. Then, I went to my father's study to get a bottle of pen water and drank it all at once. I feel an avalanche in my stomach after drinking it. I was so sad that I called my mother and said, "mom, I just finished drinking pen water, and now my stomach is so sad." Come on. " After that, I don't know anything
When I woke up, I found myself in the hospital. When I got home from the hospital, my neighbors said I was a "silly girl". Oh, what a pity!
Although this is really a stupid thing, I think it is really interesting now.
The sixth grade composition of primary school: childhood fun 3 To talk about my childhood, it was really a carefree time. Of course, happiness and childlike interest are indispensable during this period.
I remember when I was three or four years old, I had a little white rabbit. At that time, I didn't know the "secret recipe" for animal survival. I saw my grandfather feeding the rabbits vegetables all day, so I said to him, "Rabbits can't eat vegetables all the time. Give it some meat to eat! " Grandpa smiled and said, "Rabbits can only eat vegetables and radishes, not meat!" " But I didn't listen. I thought my grandfather was stingy and wouldn't give him meat. So when grandpa was taking a nap, I quietly took out shredded beef from the refrigerator and gave it to the mouth of the little white rabbit, but it didn't appreciate it and turned and ran away. I was very angry when I saw it, and I thought, I am kind enough to give you meat, but you don't eat it. See what I can do to you! I took shredded beef and stuffed it in its mouth. I held my breath when I saw it eating.
But at night, the rabbit actually had a stomachache and vomited, and I suddenly realized: rabbits really can't eat meat!
This is a classic and interesting story when I was a child. Do you think it is interesting?
The sixth grade composition of primary school: childhood fun 4 Everyone's childhood has so many joys and sorrows, so many unforgettable things. Do you want to know what my childhood was like? Come and have a look with me!
dangerous
I remember when I was eight years old, my cousin Zhi Zhi just learned to ride a bike. He insisted on driving me to play, so I got on the bike. She took me to the field. Suddenly, she accidentally tripped over a stone on the ground. I was frightened, my heart was pounding, and we stumbled on the field, covered in mud and soil. My sister cried for her mother, and then my aunt pulled us up. My sister, who was taken to the ground by bike, vowed never to ride a bike again.
Make a fool of yourself; make a laughingstock
Once, my favorite sister Yu came to my home. As soon as she came in, I shouted "welcome!" When she saw me, she said happily, "What a good boy!" Mother listened and said, "What a good boy! In order to eat sugar, make a scene; In order to watch TV, they also make a scene; In order to play with the computer, it is said to check the information. " My favorite jade sister heard these words, and I was very unhappy. After Sister Yu left, I slammed the door and vowed not to talk to my mother again.
mischief
Once, my cousin Kiki fell asleep. I secretly took the cup and poured some water. Then I opened my cousin's quilt and poured water on my sister's pants. When she fell asleep, she suddenly blushed. Now, do you know anything about my childhood? What an unforgettable childhood!
When I was a child, I saw the mighty and magnificent appearance of the People's Liberation Army, and I was particularly envious. I wanted to be a PLA man and defend my motherland with organs. Grandma immediately bought me a fancy toy and a PLA "military uniform". I can't put it down. I wear it all day and don't want to take it off at night. I've been running around with "bang, bang" all day.
One day, my father went to class and I played on the balcony alone. A bird has just stopped in a big tree nearby. The bird flew away as soon as I hit it. It's really boring I thought of a practical joke: when dad comes back, I will play a joke on him, play a joke on him. I quietly loaded the bullet and waited for my father's arrival.
The bell of Zongyang Middle School rang. After a while, dad finally came back. Just as he entered the door, I suddenly fired a shot at the side and the bullet hit my father's lip. "ah!" Dad screamed with pain. Seeing my father's painful appearance, I was anxious and quickly said, "Dad, I'm sorry, are you okay!" " "Dad cover your mouth, slowly sat down on the sofa, without saying a word. After a long time, he touched his swollen lips and said, "How can you hit someone? What if your son just hit you in the eye? " I bowed my head.
From then on, he laid down his arms, "became a Buddha on the spot" and "retired" from the PLA.
6 years old, I am afraid of water. At least I'm not afraid of taking a bath, but I'm afraid of swimming again.
Each of us could swim when we were young, because we would bounce back and forth in the amniotic fluid in my mother's womb. But I was afraid of swimming at that time. Do you find it funny?
When I was in grade one, my mother enrolled me in a "breaststroke beginner class". I entered the swimming pool for the first time and started my "terrible" swimming career.
In the first swimming class, the teacher taught us the stroke of breaststroke and then threw us into the pool one by one. When the teacher "threw" me, I clung to the teacher's hand and refused to let go. Seeing that the teacher was about to give up, victory was within reach, and my feet slipped and I said, "plop!" " I plunged into the water and wrote a composition for the sixth grade of primary school: interesting childhood. Because I was head down and unprepared, I choked twice after entering the water, and finally I threw myself on the shore with a trick similar to "dog planing".
That experience, even in retrospect, I still have a lingering fear and have been shivering. However, after this experience, my fear of water gradually decreased and disappeared. After hard work, I finally learned the breaststroke. Looking back, behind the shadow of "terror", the innocence and joy of childhood were deeply branded in my little heart.
Sixth grade composition: childhood fun 7 One hot afternoon, the sun was scorching the earth. I'm going fishing on my uncle's motorcycle. Armed to the teeth, we can't wait to come to the fishing spot-the barrage. I threw the fishing rod into the water and thought, now I can catch big fish! I saw circles of colored ripples splashing on the water, waving to us like a bride in a wedding dress! Occasionally, fish jump out of the water and make a crisp sound. After a long time, the fishing rod suddenly shook violently. It must be that the fish couldn't resist the temptation and took the bait I stopped fishing and shouted excitedly, "There are fish!" " My uncle jumped out of nowhere and put his index finger on his lips, signaling me to keep my voice down: "Shh! Stop it! Look at me! "He snatched the fishing rod from my hand. I looked at the water eagerly. My uncle grabbed the fishing rod with both hands and threw it up. The fish was dragged out of the water. I'm a little disappointed. It's too small! But I thought of an excuse to comfort myself: the smaller the fish, the better!
Sixth grade composition: childhood fun 8. Many interesting stories happened in my childhood memory, which made me unforgettable.
Last winter vacation, my father took my family to dongchang lake. That is the grass has sprouted, the breeze is blowing, and the grass keeps swaying. It seems to be celebrating the arrival of spring. Colorful boats paddle leisurely on the lake. Seeing others rowing, I couldn't help it. Walking on the bridge, I feel that this bridge is unique, all made up of rocks of all sizes. It is uneven and has different shapes. Be very careful when you leave.
When we got to the shore, my parents took my brother and me to buy tickets. I bought two tickets. My mother and I wore one for my brother and my father. After getting on the boat, my brother and I were surprised to find that there was a water gun on the boat, so my brother and I started a hot water gun war. At first, my brother attacked me from behind when I wasn't looking. I quickly picked up my hands and confronted my brother. After a fierce water gun battle, my brother and I both fell into the water. But we are very happy. Finally, we played some other toys. Finally, we all felt tired and took our brother home. Rowing is very interesting. I will always remember it. I will never forget it.
After 9 hours of childhood fun, I am afraid of water, at least I am not afraid of taking a bath, but I am afraid of swimming again.
Each of us could swim when we were young, because we would bounce back and forth in the amniotic fluid in my mother's womb. But I was afraid of swimming at that time. Do you find it funny?
When I was in grade one, my mother enrolled me in a "breaststroke beginner class". I entered the swimming pool for the first time and started my "terrible" swimming career.
In the first swimming class, the teacher taught us the stroke of breaststroke and then threw us into the pool one by one. When the teacher "threw" me, I clung to the teacher's hand and refused to let go. Seeing that the teacher was about to give up, victory was within reach, and my feet slipped and I said, "plop!" " I plunged into the water. Because I was head down and unprepared, I choked twice after entering the water, and finally I threw myself on the shore with a trick similar to "dog planing".
That experience, even in retrospect, I still have a lingering fear and have been shivering. However, after this experience, my fear of water gradually decreased and disappeared. After hard work, I finally learned the breaststroke. Looking back, behind the shadow of "terror", the innocence and joy of childhood were deeply branded in my little heart.
Sixth grade composition: childhood fun 10 childhood, like a tortuous movie. Small plots accumulate, forming a golden childhood. I love my childhood, but I love every little plot of my childhood more. It is always full of childlike innocence. There is an interesting childhood story, and I still chuckle when I think of it now.
One noon (summer) three years ago, a young pioneer of about eight years old was dragging a white shoe with one hand and brushing it with black shoe polish and a brush with the other. I really don't know what medicine he is selling in the gourd. What exactly are these black shoe polish and white shoes? I really don't know if I listened, but I laughed as soon as I listened ~! You don't know, do you? Don't worry, listen to me slowly. It turns out that this young pioneer is "helping" to shine shoes ~! He thought: I have grown up and am in the first grade. The teacher said, "Do what you can." I can't depend on my mother for everything. Small things like shoeshine don't bother me. I don't think people in the street shine their shoes either. Just polish your shoes and then polish them. Isn't that all? He thought about it and saw that his white shoes were dirty, so he put shoe polish on the brush and then on the white shoes. Oh ~! Black shoe polish appeared on the white shoes. However, after a long time, his masterpiece came out, and the shoe polish was not only used up, but also the white shoes became black shoes. He looked at his masterpiece again. I didn't expect ~! He put on "black shoes" with satisfaction. As it happens, his father just got back from work. I saw his "masterpiece" and asked strangely, "When did you buy this pair of shoes? Why haven't I seen them before? " He thinks his white shoes are so clean that even his father thinks they are new shoes. He threw his hands into his father's arms. Naughtily said: "I have done everything I can. I polished these white shoes. After I washed it, you thought it was new, ha ~! " Ha ~! Ha ~! Dad paused, and when his hand rubbed on his shoes, his hand became a little black. Dad suddenly understood a lot. His face gradually turned from sunny to cloudy. Dad asked, "Are these your white shoes?" He also said, "Yes, that's right ~!" I wiped it clean! "Then, there was earth-shattering education.
The next day, he learned a profound lesson that white shoes never need shoe polish, only leather shoes need shoe polish, white shoes need white shoe polish, black shoes need black shoe polish, and there are things to do-he has to make amends, so he came to the shoe rack again and saw a dirty and thin white leather shoe and brought a brush. As the white shoe polish was used up, he racked his brains to come up with a "clever plan" to replace the white shoe polish with toothpaste. He brushed those white leather shoes endlessly, for 1 hour, which made him sweat. Dad had just come back from work when he brushed it again. He is still waiting for his father to come back and praise himself by the shoe rack! Dad smelled the cold and refreshing smell of toothpaste in the room. I saw my son holding white leather shoes and a used toothpaste beside him. I understood at once. Before he reported the good news to his father, his father fired at him first: "Didn't I just tell you yesterday?"
Let me tell you a secret. I am a young pioneer in the article. You must keep a secret for me.
This interesting childhood story left the best memories and inspiration for my childhood life. It always reminds me to be careful and think. Otherwise, it will become my "childhood fun!"
Chen Kai, Class 6 (2)
Comments: The topic composition about childhood is not difficult for every pupil. The content to be expressed is very rich, and it is very important to choose what kind of material. Because this is related to whether an article is novel, unconventional and successful. Through recollection, the author of this article fixed his childhood one by one, with clear organization, outstanding center and, more importantly, innovation. In addition, the article also made reasonable arrangements, through vivid details, making the article focused and rich in flesh and blood, leaving a very deep impression on readers.
Instructor: Li Qingyue
Composition for the sixth grade of primary school: Interesting childhood 1 1 Stream is the childhood of the sea, flowers are the childhood of fruits, and the past is the childhood of the future. Happy childhood is like a rainbow after rain, colorful and dazzling. I have done many interesting things, just like bright little stars shining in the eternal sky. I remember when I was 5 years old, an interesting thing happened, which made me feel funny when I remembered it.
I come back from kindergarten every day and have nothing to do after finishing my homework. Suddenly, I remembered what the teacher said: "Be sure to read more books when you go home!" So I picked up a book and read it. A lot of unfamiliar words, ask your mother and walk beside her. "Mom, how do you pronounce this word?" "That word is pronounced' gnaw', and that word is' gnaw at books'!" "Oh, I see." It suddenly occurred to me that "eating books" means "eating books". This is not simple! So I tore off the books piece by piece and stuffed them into my mouth. My mother happened to pass by and couldn't help laughing when she saw me in such a mess. She came to help me clean up the scraps of paper in my mouth and told me the meaning of the word' gnawing at books'. "Eating books" is not asking you to eat books, but asking you to read more books, understand what is said in books and master the knowledge in books. Then he smiled and said, "You silly child!"
Every time I pick a star in the sky of my childhood, it will arouse my memories. What a wonderful childhood! Childhood is so cute! Childhood is so colorful!
Sixth grade composition: childhood fun 12 I remember when I was six years old, there was a little thing that impressed me deeply, that is, the toothpaste squeezing incident.
It was a Saturday, when I was young, and I didn't know what toothpaste was, except that it could make my teeth whiter. Mom and dad are still working overtime, and there is no toothpaste. My mother went to Starr supermarket across the street to buy toothpaste. Because I like lemons, my mother specially bought a tube of children's toothpaste with lemon fragrance. I bought it and left in a hurry. When I left, my mother repeatedly told me, "Don't be naughty at home, be obedient." Mom and dad are gone, leaving me alone. I feel so lonely.
Unconsciously, at noon. I'm a little hungry. My stomach "grunted" as if to say, "Master, I am a little hungry. Hurry and get something. " So, I can't help but think of the trick. My mother bought me toothpaste. All I know is that it's for brushing my teeth. I didn't eat it. This time I tried the taste of toothpaste myself. I squeezed out the toothpaste, but I couldn't. Soon, with a bang, it covered my face. I licked the pupils' composition with my tongue, and my taste told me that it was terrible. I quickly spit out the toothpaste in my mouth and gargle.
Mom and dad came back, and I told them about it. When they hear it, ha! Ha! Laughing until my stomach hurts, and even more exaggerated, I shed tears, which made me feel more shy.
This is the joy of my childhood.
Sixth grade composition: interesting childhood 13 Everyone has his own childhood, which is happy, interesting, happy and bitter. ...
However, even in a bitter and frustrated childhood, there must be many interesting stories, right?
Now, let me tell you something interesting that happened in my childhood.
When I was six or seven years old, I was very cute. I used the lyrics from Qiao Yang's Super Narcissist, "The whole world loves me, and music will always illuminate me." This is the most appropriate description. Grandpa holds me in his arms and watches TV every day, but he likes me.
Once, I saw someone diving on TV, and my curiosity prompted me to try.
While adults were not looking, I "climbed" up the stairs, thinking about the diver's action on TV, and was about to jump down. Suddenly I looked downstairs, uh-oh, it was really a little high. ...
But when I think of the applause and screams of the audience when the diver fell into the water on TV, I have "courage" again.
I turned my back to the downstairs. As soon as my eyes closed, a 360-degree back flip jumped out. I am spinning in the air, and the taste in my heart is not sweet. A few seconds later, I landed. ...
There is really no splash, just a little "blood". It turned out that I rushed into the trash can without applause, but I cried quite loudly.
Fortunately, my mother found me. After learning what happened, my mother smiled and said, "My son still wants to be a diver!" " "
Students, pick up your pens and write down your interesting childhood stories.
Sixth grade composition: childhood fun 14 childhood is colorful and beautiful. Everyone's childhood has something interesting to remember. Of course, I am no exception. Listen:
It was when I was 5 years old that my grandmother bought a white rabbit. The white rabbit is very beautiful: it has soft white fur, two long and big ears on its head, red eyes like a pair of dazzling rubies, a strange mouth with three petals and a tail like a fluffy ball, which is very cute. By the way, I named it Linda.
I remember once, when the sun was shining, I took the rabbit out to bask in the sun, because it was always in the cage, but I also wanted to come out and see the outside world.
I took the white rabbit to the kitchen, gave it a carrot to eat, watched it eat with relish, and gave it another one to eat. After a while, I had a good time with the white rabbit. First, I tease it with carrots and make it roll around. After a while, the white rabbit was all dirty, so I thought, "I have to take a bath when I am dirty." If the white rabbit is dirty, I have to take a shower! "
Then I put the rabbit in the washing machine. As soon as the lid was closed, Linda pricked up her ears and pushed it away, so I had to find a small bench to press on the lid. After a while, I opened the lid and saw the rabbit motionless, so I brought a hair dryer. After playing for a long time, Linda gradually became conscious and a stone fell to the ground.
Tell me, am I stupid and cute?
Sixth grade composition: childhood fun 15 childhood is as free as a bird, as happy as a toy, and as colorful as a seasoning.
I remember it was a hot summer, and I fell asleep because of the heat, so I carefully took out two bottles of white wine-elm money from the kitchen cupboard. I took another bag of millet from the garage. I picked it up and ran to the chickens. I put millet and wine on the ground.
First, I'm going to put it in the middle so that all the chickens can come. After I was released, all the chickens really came running happily together.
I grabbed a little black chicken and poured white wine into its mouth. I also caught a white chicken, 1, 2, 3, 4 ... I counted, and one * * * is 32 chickens.
But then I regretted feeding them wine. They all fell down after a few steps. I thought they were dead and burst into tears. Grandma heard crying and quickly came to me and said. "Don't be sad, they are just asleep." Sure enough, a few minutes later, the chickens stood up alive again. So I was happy, so I stopped crying and smiled.
Grandpa woke up at this moment, so I ran to my good friend Zhang Xi's house.
There are countless joys in childhood, and I like childhood.
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