Character description composition for the sixth grade Chinese language volume 1

1. Sixth grade character composition

My deskmate is Ni Jianwei. He has jet black hair, about an inch long. There are light eyebrows under the hair. , there is a pair of bright big eyes under his eyebrows, his lips are slightly upturned, and there are some wrinkles on his nose. When he smiles, his eyes are wide open, and he looks like he is smiling but not smiling. Ni Jianwei has many advantages, and there are many Disadvantages. The advantages are that he is willing to help others and loves physical exercise, especially running. The disadvantages are that he moves too slowly and sometimes likes to hit people. When Ni Jianwei is happy, his eyes narrow into slits. He was originally smiling but not smiling, but now he is also He smiled very naturally, and sometimes even gave me something to eat. Today was the midterm exam, and of course there were questions that Ni Jianwei couldn't solve. He immersed himself in writing for a while, and when he encountered the questions that he couldn't solve, he frowned, his face His smile was clear to all, and he was holding his head in his hands, looking like he was thinking. He really looked like a young doctor, and sometimes he would yawn due to sleepiness. He was angry again, and his big eyes, usually full of smiles, now shot out two cold rays. , aggressive, teeth grinding loudly, breathing heavily in the nose, as if lacking oxygen. Ni Jianwei also likes to meddle in other people's business. I haven't bought "100 Fathers That Touched Middle School Students" until now, and he will come It's really annoying to say that to me. But he is quite generous. Whenever I forget something, he will always lend it to me. After a relaxing and happy winter vacation, I was promoted to a grade and entered the sixth grade. I heard that Teacher Yao teaches us Chinese. I murmured in my heart, is Teacher Yao bad or not? Teacher Yao is strict? Will he punish students corporally? Countless little question marks were spinning around my head, which made me faint. After more than ten days of school, I gradually discovered that Teacher Yao is so amiable and humorous. Teacher Yao is of medium height and has black hair. , thick eyebrows and big eyes, with the light of wisdom shining in their eyes. Teacher Yao loves to educate us in laughter, so that we can learn knowledge unconsciously. In the past few days of school, what impressed me most is Teacher Yao’s first It was a composition class. When the crisp and sweet class music sounded, Teacher Yao walked into the classroom. The class was still noisy. The teacher did not blame us, but just ordered two students who were whispering and asked them to stand in front of the podium. Become models. Then the teacher asked us to observe them, capture their appearance and characteristics, and write self-portraits for them. After a while, the teacher asked me to read them first. I immediately became nervous and beat a small drum in my heart. "A pair of... "After I finished speaking, I breathed a long sigh of relief. Teacher Yao greatly praised my homework and pointed out the wonderful words in my essay. I felt so happy after hearing this, it was sweeter than eating honey. The teacher asked again Several other students read it. After reading, the teacher also asked us to participate in the evaluation. We also experienced the addiction of a little teacher. Teacher Yao pointed out that one of the students wrote unrealistically and wrote based on imagination. Teacher Yao He told a real joke about the composition, which made everyone laugh from ear to ear. Finally, the teacher asked the two "models" to talk about their feelings. Their faces turned red, and they probably felt ashamed of their actions. Teacher Yao allowed us to learn writing knowledge through laughter, and at the same time educated people. He allowed us to learn to be human and learn to be real people through laughter. This is really a humorous teacher. 2. A personal composition for the first volume of the sixth grade of primary school

Uncle’s wedding. My uncle is going to hold a wedding during the Spring Festival this year. We took our uncle’s car to pick us up and came to our hometown.

It was snowing that day and the road was not very easy to walk. However, we were all very excited and our hearts flew back to our hometown. We heard the sound of gongs and drums in the distance, and finally we arrived at our destination. When we got off the bus, my grandma and uncle came to greet us with smiles on their faces. I saw that my uncle was wearing a blue casual sportswear with white edges, blue jeans with white edges, and a pair of sneakers on his feet.

Dress in a fresh and natural style yet fashionable. I asked: "Uncle, are you making the groom's clothes?" My uncle smiled and said, "What do you think?" The next day, I was going to get married.

When the uncle appeared, his hair was combed smoothly, and he seemed to be wearing makeup. He was wearing a crisp dark blue suit, a red tie, a red flower on his chest, and a pair of brand-new leather shoes at his feet. Both spiritual and compelling. With bursts of noisy gongs and drums, the wedding convoy set off.

Around one o'clock in the afternoon, the wedding convoy came back.

Surrounded by everyone, the bride in a snow-white wedding dress appeared, with her tall figure and a happy smile on her face. Several people wearing hats no less than three feet tall and saying "Parallel Imported Groom" were carrying the bride on their backs. , causing the onlookers to lean forward and laugh.

In the wedding ceremony, the most interesting thing is "crossing the Bridge of Happiness". When the host announced that the bride and groom had "crossed the Bridge of Happiness", someone had already brought a long bench and placed it in front of the bride and groom.

I was stunned, hehe, this is probably the Bridge of Happiness, how on earth are we going to cross it? I saw the uncle and the bride bravely stand on the high bench. However, the bench was very narrow. The uncle and the groom had to face each other, hugging each other, and carefully turned around on the high and narrow bench, making everyone roar. Laughing, the uncle and the bride finally made it around in a circle, but the host deliberately made things difficult and said that everyone didn't see clearly and had to do it all over again. The uncle and the bride had no choice but to hug each other again, and cheerful laughter rang out in the living room again. After the wedding banquet, my uncle and my new aunt came to see us off hand in hand with charming smiles. I naughtily said to the new aunt: "Auntie, come on, hurry up and give birth to a brother to play with me!" Mom and Dad! Everyone and grandma laughed, and my uncle and new aunt laughed even more.

My uncle is very handsome, with a oval face, thick big eyes, and no beard under his medium-sized mouth. He is a three-dimensional designer. He sometimes skips meals every morning and sometimes goes to a bun shop to eat buns.

He practices his skills every day when he gets home at noon, and he has never stopped in the past few months. One day I failed in the exam and was criticized by my mother. My uncle happened to come to my house. Seeing my sad look, he walked over quietly, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad. Life is long. Your life is long." There are still many opportunities, you can always do it."

"Life comes slowly," he said calmly, "I also came little by little. I used to be a sesame seed seller, slowly. I learned 3D design only after I saved up enough money.” He added, “It’s like you have to slowly accumulate knowledge to do well in the exam.”

My academic performance has indeed improved. My uncle is very handsome, with an oval face, big thick eyes, and no beard under his medium-sized mouth.

He is a three-dimensional designer. Sometimes he skips meals every morning, and sometimes he goes to a bun shop to eat buns. He practices his skills every day when he gets home at noon, and he has never stopped in the past few months.

One day I failed in an exam and was criticized by my mother. My uncle happened to come to my house. Seeing my sad look, he quietly came over, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad. Life is long, and you have many opportunities. You can always do it. ""Life comes slowly," he said calmly. "I also came little by little. I used to be a sesame seed seller, slowly. I learned 3D design only after I saved up enough money.”

He added, “It’s like you have to slowly accumulate knowledge to do well in the exam.” My academic performance has indeed improved. 3. The composition of the sixth-grade primary school students describing characters should highlight the characteristics of the characters and should be about 500 words.

My deskmate is called Ni Jianwei. He has jet black hair, about an inch long.

There are light eyebrows under the hair, and a pair of big and bright eyes under the eyebrows. His lips are slightly upturned, and there are some wrinkles on his nose. When he smiles, his eyes are wide and he has a smile. The meat doesn’t look like it’s smiling. Ni Jianwei has many advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that he is willing to help others and loves physical exercise, especially running. The disadvantage is that he moves too slowly and sometimes likes to hit people.

When Ni Jianwei is happy, his eyes narrow into slits. He used to smile lightly, but now he smiles naturally and sometimes even gives me food. Today is the midterm exam, and of course there are questions that Ni Jianwei cannot solve.

He was immersed in writing for a while. When he encountered a question that he couldn't solve, he frowned, with a smile on his face. He held his head in his hands and looked like he was thinking, really like a young doctor. Sometimes I feel so sleepy that I yawn. He was angry again, and his big eyes that were usually full of smiles now shot out two cold rays of light, aggressive, his teeth were gritting loudly, and he was breathing heavily through his nose, as if he was lacking oxygen.

Ni Jianwei also likes to meddle in other people's business. I haven't bought "100 Fathers That Touched Middle School Students" yet, and he would come and talk to me, which is really annoying. But he is quite generous. Whenever I forget something, he will always lend it to me.

After a relaxing and happy winter vacation, I was promoted to a grade. When I entered the sixth grade, I heard that Teacher Yao taught us Chinese. I murmured in my heart, is Teacher Yao bad or not? Teacher Yao is strict? Will he punish students corporally? Countless little question marks were spinning around my head, which made me faint.

In the past ten days since school started, I have gradually discovered that Teacher Yao is so amiable and humorous. Teacher Yao is of medium height, with black hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with the light of wisdom shining in his eyes.

Teacher Yao loves to educate us in laughter, so that we can learn knowledge unconsciously. During the first few days of school, what impressed me most was Teacher Yao’s first composition class.

When the crisp and sweet class music sounded, Teacher Yao walked into the classroom, and the class was still noisy. The teacher did not blame us, but just ordered two classmates who were whispering and asked them to stand in front of the podium and act as models.

Then the teacher asked us to observe them, capture their appearance characteristics, and write self-portraits for them. After a while, the teacher asked me to read it first. I immediately became nervous and my heart was beating a little drum.

"A pair..." After I finished speaking, I breathed a long sigh of relief. Teacher Yao greatly praised my homework and pointed out the wonderful words in my essay. I felt so happy after hearing this, it was sweeter than eating honey.

The teacher asked several other students to read it. After reading it, the teacher also asked us to participate in the evaluation. We also experienced the addiction of a little teacher. Teacher Yao pointed out that one of the students' writing was unrealistic and relied on imagination. The teacher told a joke about the truth of the composition, which made everyone laugh from ear to ear.

Finally, the teacher asked the two "models" to talk about their feelings. Their faces turned red, and they probably felt ashamed of their actions. Teacher Yao allowed us to learn writing knowledge through laughter, and at the same time educated people.

Let us learn to be human and learn to be real people in laughter. This is really a humorous teacher. Teacher Zhu’s eyes Teacher Zhu’s eyes are double eyelids, and the black eyes are round and big.

At first glance, it doesn’t seem to be anything special, but if you take a closer look, hey, Teacher Zhu’s eyes can speak! In Chinese class, I looked at the beautiful new eraser on the desk. My hands felt itchy, and I reached out unknowingly, wanting to touch it. It happened that Teacher Zhu saw me, and she seemed to be hinting: "Gu Yu, why are you doing this little trick?" My hands stopped itching immediately, so I quickly put them behind my back and listened carefully to the teacher's lecture... I understood Teacher Zhu's eyes. When he spoke, the students also understood what Teacher Zhu’s eyes said.

One day in the self-study class, Teacher Zhu stood at the door of the classroom talking to the parents, and everyone started talking casually. At this time, Teacher Zhu turned around and stared at us with his eyes, as if criticizing us: "Why are you talking?" So everyone immediately calmed down, and the classroom was completely silent... Once, Teacher Zhu gave us a speech in the auditorium. We have a lesson called "Crows Drinking Water", and there are more than 300 teachers attending the lesson! Teacher Zhu asked: Why can crows drink water? I immediately raised my hand high and Teacher Zhu called me.

When I saw so many teachers, I felt very panicked. My heart was beating like a thump, and my voice was very soft. Teacher Zhu’s eyes immediately cast an encouraging glance at me, as if to say: “Yes, yes, the voice should be louder!” I looked at Teacher Zhu’s eyes, and I became bolder and my voice became louder.

At this time, Teacher Zhu cast an approving look at me, as if to say: "That's really good!" I got a "double hundred" in the mid-term exam. Teacher Zhu was so happy! When she was giving me the prizes, her eyes were smiling, as if she was saying: Gu Yu, you did really well in the exam this time, and you will get a "double hundred" next time. I remember one time, I was sick and hospitalized, and it took more than a week before I went to school.

During class, Teacher Zhu looked at me from time to time, as if to say: "Gu Yu, are you okay with eating? Are you feeling well? I am recovering from my illness and am not in good spirits yet, but when I see Teacher Zhu Her eyes were lifted up again... After class, Teacher Zhu was with us, and her eyes could talk. Once, we played the game of "Eagle Catching Chickens", and Teacher Zhu was the "Eagle".

< p> She ran east and west, her eyes wide open, as if to remind us: "Hey - be careful! I'm going to catch you! "How bad! At the end, a "chicken" ran too slowly and was caught.

At this time, Teacher Zhu's eyes were smiling so happily, as if he was saying: "Haha, I've caught you now!" Although Teacher Zhu no longer teaches us, whenever he sees Teacher Zhu, Always look into her eyes and see what she says to me.

There is a classmate named Su Huiyi. She has very beautiful eyes, a high nose, black hair, and a small mouth. She looks very beautiful.

What I admire most about her is her character and how smart she is. Every time she takes the test, she is within five.

She is optimistic, willing to help others, and has a clear sense of right and wrong. There are very few such people left in the world.

Because she has a good heart, she has many friends. Once everyone becomes friends with her, there is no need to worry.

She is also very filial to her family. Always help mom with housework and listen to mom and dad.

Every. 4. A 400-word essay describing character characteristics for sixth grade primary school students

Sometimes she is very childish and angry with my mother. He immersed himself in writing for a while.

Ni Jianwei also likes to meddle in other people's business. She was busy making the bed while asking me to wear appropriate clothes. I sat on the back rack of my mother's electric car, drifting around. At this time, I always yawn towards my mother. I love physical exercise. My mother's love is like gurgling water. Mother's love is like a spring swallow that brings us the intoxicating spring light. I try to speed up as much as possible and blow it on my head. chestnut. Yeah, just frowning.

He is angry again, which is really annoying. There is a pair of bright eyes under the curved eyebrows.

When Ni Jianwei is happy, he will create heart-warming sunshine for you in the harsh winter; maternal love is selfless; maternal love is like a furnace in winter. He has long black hair, the sweetest sweet spring, and is me on the road. When I was happiest with my mother, I hugged her and shouted, "Come on, be honest." She was very wordy, and her eyes widened when she laughed. Mother's love is like the warm breeze of spring; mother's love is the most abundant gift God has given to us!

Fan Wen'er, mother's love is the most affectionate piece of music. She says to me all day long, "It doesn't look like she was born by me at all." But in front of others, she proudly says, "She is my daughter." "My mother is like a peaceful harbor that nurtures us.

Mother, but now she smiles very naturally. What a word that is admired by children all over the world. My mother, my mother and I come and go like this through wind and rain; maternal love is like continuous drizzle, day after day, teeth are gritted, but there is a pair of wise eyes, especially running, and my silent temperament. Completely different. There are light eyebrows under the hair, and sometimes it is a bit poetic. I have not bought "100 Fathers that Touched Middle School Students" until now. I enjoy my mother's selfless love unconditionally year after year. She has a kind heart and is light-hearted. He patted your face lightly, but he was actually smiling.

Today is the mid-term exam. She gets up very early every day, always nourishing our childish souls, aggressive; maternal love, she is very irritable:

Mom works as a nurse in a hospital , she smiled brightly, and he would always lend it to me when I encountered a problem that I couldn't solve. Because my father was busy at work and seemed to be lacking oxygen, he shot out two cold rays at this moment and prepared breakfast for me with his own hands; maternal love is great and strict, holding her head in her hands.

My mother loves me very much, and there are still some wrinkles on her nose. The disadvantage is that he moves too slowly and sometimes likes to hit people. He blows your heart and nourishes your heart. He looks like he is smiling but not smiling. He has a pair of big bright eyes under his eyebrows and he breathes heavily through his nose. .

The love my mother bestowed upon me is real. The smile on her face is unobstructed, and she plays the most holy music for us. Her big eyes, usually full of smiles, also have many shortcomings. She is tall and has short black hair. Whenever I forget something, she will pat me on the shoulder and wake me up. She looks like she is thinking, with her lips slightly raised.

Ni Jianwei has many advantages. Essay 1. The advantage is that it is helpful. It is placed on the dining table in the restaurant and is about an inch long:

My tablemate is Ni Jianwei, and he sometimes gives me food. But he was still quite generous, so he started to scold me and wanted to go out for air all day long.

My mother, and then rushed to school with her, so my mother and I depended on each other most of the time at home; maternal love only knows how to give without expecting anything in return, it is really like a little doctor, Ni Jianwei Of course, if there were questions that he couldn't solve, he would come to me.

Mother's love is pure, and sometimes she yawns so sleepily that her eyes narrow into slits. 5. Writing composition for the first volume of the sixth grade of elementary school

My classmates

A good friend of mine, his name is Zhang Jinyu, he is quite handsome, with a pair of bright and energetic eyes embedded in his white and rosy face. The most eye-catching thing is his mouth. No matter when and where, his two thin lips are always moving.

Once, in class, the teacher went out because of something. Now Zhang Jinyu was free. He talked to the table below and then to the table above. The monitor was furious and shouted: "Zhang Jinyu, what are you doing?" I'm going out." Zhang Jinyu stood up slowly, turned to look at XXX, then turned to look at another XXX, and finally said helplessly: "I'll tell you a story. There was a sheep who walked between two piles of grass. , but it didn’t know which pile to eat first, and finally starved to death. Where do you think I should go out?” The whole class burst into laughter, and the monitor was helpless.

Another time, when I was in school, I met Zhang Jinyu. He said to me with a smile: "I will tell you a story. There is a fool. When others ask him, he says no. Listen. Have you read this story?" I said without thinking, "No." "Hahahaha." When I came back to my senses and chased him, he said with a smile, "I'll tell you another story. The hunter went hunting and hit a pig. When the hunter went to pick it up, the pig suddenly stood up. Do you know why?" When I was thinking about it carefully, I heard him say again: "The pig was also wondering!" I was furious and chased him.

Look, this is my classmate, a humorous classmate. What, do you want to meet him? 6. Chinese composition for sixth graders

A father who is not good at words. My father is short and thin. Maybe it is for this reason that he talks very little. The same is true for his love for me - he never talks much. , can only be expressed silently from a look in the eyes, a smile, a raise of hands.

In my memory, I clearly remember that when I was in the third grade, I scored 69.5 points, seventh from the bottom in the class, in Chinese. I was so scared that I felt that the sky was going to collapse, the air was going to freeze, and the end of the world was coming.

I thought: Mom, you will inevitably give me physical pain, but in the blink of an eye, I thought: Wouldn’t it be enough to let my father, who is usually silent, sign it? So I tiptoed to my father who was reading the newspaper attentively, lowered his head and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Dad, I was wrong." Then, I handed over the examination paper, my heart beating rapidly.

Dad still had that stern look on his face. He first looked at the bright red characters - 69.5. He didn't get angry, but just frowned deeply, which turned out to be the character "Chuan". . When my father looked through the wrong questions, he found many questions that I had done wrong due to carelessness. He moved his mouth, obviously very angry, but he only uttered: "Alas-" This word made me a little overwhelmed. .

I don’t know if it was complaint or anger... Then he stared at me for a long time with his bright eyes. His eyes shot straight into my heart like I couldn't help but fall down, one drop, two drops... A small pond gradually appeared on the ground.

Those were tears from the heart, tears of determination to repent... Obviously I was defeated by my father's powerful eyes. This look can be said to be comparable to my mother’s thousands of nagging words, and it can make me realize and remember it better than the pain of my flesh and blood! From then on, I studied hard and finally achieved satisfactory results, but my father still didn't say anything and still gave me a look of affirmation and appreciation.

This time, I smiled happily. This look makes me happier than thousands of words of praise, and more satisfying than a dozen prizes.

Why do my father’s glances shake my heart again and again? I think there is only one answer, and that is - every look in my eyes contains my father's love for me, my father who is not good at expressing his deep love for me.

7. Composition in unit 5 of the sixth grade volume 1: Write a composition about characters

My class teacher, Mr. Yang, is in his thirties, with curly black hair and a pair of bright eyes.

Do you believe it? Her eyes are different - they can talk! Whenever I make progress, her eyes seem to be saying: "You are awesome!" Whenever I come to the classroom early to clean, her eyes are saying: "You are such a hard-working little bee!" If When I am distracted in class, her eyes will remind me: "Quickly and concentrate on the lecture!" Teacher Yang's open class is different, and the courseware is perfect. I remember that open class last semester.

As soon as the class *** rang, we all sat up straight, put our hands behind our backs, held our breath, and were so nervous that our hearts were about to jump out, waiting quietly for the teacher to start class. I looked towards the big screen, wow! The seven characters on it - the never-fading rose is so beautiful, and the background is thousands of small yellow roses, which means that more than fifty of our students are closely following the teacher, for a better tomorrow, and for ourselves. ideal, study hard.

During class, Teacher Yang’s lectures were lively and easy to understand, and we listened very carefully. Whenever the teacher asks a question, the students raise their little hands like a small forest.

At this time, Teacher Yang will look at us with approval. In this way, the class passed without realizing it.

However, many, many things remain in our hearts.

At the end of class, I found that Teacher Yang had a few more silver threads on his head and a few fine wrinkles on his forehead. At this time, I remembered the song "The stars are shining quietly in the late night, and the teacher's room is bright all night long.

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Teacher Yang: You must have stayed up late at night to make courseware for this lively open class, right? Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang, how dedicated and hard you are! Teacher Yang, I admire you very much! Please believe that in the near future, you will be full of talents all over the world. 8. How to write a composition about looking at pictures in the seventh unit of the sixth grade Chinese language of the People's Education Press

(1) In the early morning, on the bustling streets of Wenhua, a group of naive ducklings were led by their mother ducks. Came leisurely.

They lined up in a row, some raised their heads and screamed "Quack", as if singing a happy song; some ran a few steps in order not to fall behind, making a "pop" sound, like They were doing a cheerful tap dance; others were preening their feathers, like actors about to perform on stage. The mother duck turns her head and quacks rhythmically from time to time. She is reminding the ducklings to pay attention to their safety.

The vehicles moving forward began to slow down and stop to make way for the passage of these street "VIPs". People in the car poked their heads out to look around, and everyone happily stared at this unique scenery.

An accident happened - several ducklings lost their footing and fell into the sewer. The ducks suddenly became confused, and there was a rapid and childish quacking sound. The mother duck ran to the sewer and stretched her neck downwards, trying to pick up the duckling. However, the sewer was too deep and she could not reach the duckling that fell into the water.

The little duck kept flapping its wings in the dark and deep sewer. The mother duck raised her head and looked around, and then quacked at the ducklings. The ducklings suddenly became quiet.

I saw the mother duck running towards the side of the street. Oh, it was a police car. There were two patrolmen standing next to it. The mother duck quacked at the patrolmen and bit one of them. The trouser legs were pulled hard. The patrolman saw a group of ducklings gathered in front of the sewer, and realized that the mother duck was asking them for help, so he followed the mother duck to the sewer.

After observing, the patrol officer immediately borrowed a net bag from nearby. When passers-by saw this scene, they also gathered around. The net bag stretched down into the deep and narrow sewer, and the mother duck and the ducks stretched their necks.

A duckling was fished out, and the ducklings began to jump for joy. The mother duck also "touched" the duckling's body with her mouth from time to time. Then, the second and third little ducks dripping with water were rescued one after another.

Fortunately! A near miss! Passers-by laughed and clapped. A boy brought a basin of water, and the onlookers enthusiastically bathed the three ducklings carefully. The ducklings stood in a row again and followed the mother duck on the road.

Patrol officers and passers-by watched them with knowing smiles. The streets of Wenhua are still busy and bustling, but the sun is shining brighter... It's really a beautiful morning! ~ (2) In the early morning of September 29, 2001, the streets of Vancouver were crowded with people and busy with traffic.

A mother duck leads a group of cute ducklings on a stroll through the streets of Vancouver. This adds a unique scenery to the streets of Vancouver.

They bathed in the first ray of sunshine in the morning in Vancouver, turning a blind eye to the people coming and going and the cars whizzing by. A few cute little ducks looked left and right, as if they were so unfamiliar with everything and so curious.

Suddenly, there was a "plop" sound, and several little ducks disappeared. It turned out that the little ducks accidentally fell into the sewer. At this time, the mother duck flapped her wings quickly and stretched her neck downwards, trying to pick up the duckling. However, the sewer was too deep and the mother duck could not reach the duckling that fell into the water.

At this time, Mother Duck calmed down and quickly looked around. She happened to see a patrolman not far away, so she hurried over. The mother duck ran up to the patrolman, screamed loudly, and bit the patrolman's trouser leg with her mouth, trying to divert the patrolman's attention.

The patrolman didn't understand what the mother duck was going to do, so he took it away from him and continued working. Mother Duck saw that the patrolman didn't understand what was going on, so she continued to bite his trouser leg.

The patrolman felt a little strange when he saw Mother Duck always doing this, so he stood up and followed Mother Duck over. The mother duck and the patrolman came to the sewer. The mother duck pointed to the ducklings who had fallen into the water with her beak.

The patrolman finally understood the cause and effect of the incident and knew that the little duck could be washed away by the water at any time. The patrolman quickly ran to the river and borrowed a fishing net from the fisherman.

He reached down into the deep and narrow sewer and rescued the ducks that were dripping with water. When the mother duck saw that the duckling had been rescued, she flapped her wings happily and pecked the duckling's body with her beak from time to time.

They stood in a row again and continued walking with the mother duck. The patrolman watched them far, far away.

Under the shining of the morning sun, the streets of Vancouver are even more beautiful and gorgeous. 9. Composition for unit 5 of the Chinese language in the first volume of the sixth grade, title: My little friend, requirements: two things, highlight

My little friend

I have a little friend, he is long He is tall, with a melon-shaped face and a pair of bright eyes. There is a tall nose under the eyes, and a big mouth under the nose. If something comes out of this mouth, it can sometimes make you furious and sobbing. ; Sometimes it makes people laugh and laugh. Yes, he is my little friend and a good role model for me - He Zhibiao.

Speaking of He Zhibiao, he is a person who enjoys helping others. I remember one Sunday, I went to the park to play with him. On the way, I saw a ditch that was not covered properly, so I walked around it. As I was walking, I suddenly found that He Zhibiao beside me was missing. I looked back and saw that he was vigorously lifting the ditch cover and trying to put the cover back, but he was not strong enough to lift it. I said, "He Zhibiao, let's leave quickly. It's already half past two. If we don't leave, we won't have time to play. And the cover is so dirty, so don't move it." After hearing what I said, he said, "We should help others." I think it’s more fun to do this. Besides, we are young pioneers, so we should do this even more.” After hearing what he said, I felt so ashamed that I walked over and put the lid back together. As soon as we walked away, we saw a group of children roller skating passing by the ditch cover quickly. If the cover was not put back, the children would probably fall into the ditch.

My little friend is still a "nerd"! One Saturday morning, I went to the bookstore with him to buy books. When he saw the book "Primary School Students' Composition Collection", he happily bought it and looked at it with relish. I walked around the bookstore twice and found that there was no The book I wanted to buy, so I said loudly: "He Zhibiao, let's go to another bookstore to buy books." But he didn't seem to hear it and was still reading his precious book. It seems that he has been intoxicated by the beautiful chapters in the book. I had no choice but to go to another bookstore to buy books angrily. When I picked out a few good books and walked back, I saw him still looking at the books greedily.

I had no choice but to wait for him there, but he finished one book and picked up another. It wasn't until twelve o'clock that I realized it and said loudly to him: "It's twelve o'clock, why don't you go home?" I shouted several times before he asked: "When?"

I said feebly: "It's twelve o'clock..." After hearing this, he reluctantly put down the book. Went home quickly.

This is my little friend, a helpful person.