The composition of a sixth-grade character

In normal study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition, which can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (paper). There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following are seven compositions of sixth-grade figures collected by me for reference only. Let's have a look.

The essay 1 Three Pillowcases of Sanshengshi written by a sixth-grade figure is one of my favorite fantasy novel. It created many lifelike figures, including the ruthless and overbearing Donghua Emperor, the clever and lovely sweet glutinous rice balls Ali, and Bai Qian, who was honored as "aunt" by the world. ...

Although these characters have distinct personalities, my favorite character is the lively and lovely Jiu Feng.

Her full name is Bai, her niece and the current female emperor. As soon as I was born, I was printed with a birthmark of phoenix flowers on my forehead and dressed in mourning.

What I like best is not Jiu Feng's appearance, but Jiu Feng's character.

Jiu Feng is very cheerful and lively. She smiles everywhere and often makes jokes. When she smiles, her mouth is raised and her eyes are narrowed. Even when she smiles, she looks like a spring breeze.

Although Jiu Feng is lively, she is sometimes steady.

Since she met and fell in love with Emperor Donghua, the whole person has become very sophisticated, wearing mourning clothes and almost never laughing. Jiu Feng's character of loving and hating is exactly what I lack.

Jiu Feng really went up in flames for the emperor of East China. She went to cloud nine as a maid, and even cut off one of her fox tails, just to carve the name of Donghua Emperor on the Sansheng stone.

You must have seen the TV series to the sky kingdom, right? "A Letter to the Sleeper of Sansheng III" is its sequel, but the protagonist has changed from Bai Qian and YeHua to Jiu Feng and Donghua Emperor.

This is my favorite character in the book-Jiu Feng.

Dad's mouth is nothing special, neither too big nor too small, but it can be widely used!

The teacher in my father's mouth is a teacher who works hard to educate me. Whenever I have difficulty in doing math problems, my father always teaches me patiently. Give me a solution and an example until I understand it.

Dad's mouth is an expert in telling stories. When I was a child, my father always told me stories, let me explore in the ocean of knowledge, let me roam in the beautiful fairy tale kingdom, and coax me into a sweet dream.

Dad's mouth is a genius for talking and communicating. In the unit, my father's colleagues say that my father is eloquent!

Dad's mouth has two other uses. Of course, it is not necessary to brag and flatter. Let's start with flattery, which is his specialty. I said east, but he never said west. That boasting is his unique skill. Of course, the "cow" he boasted will definitely explode behind him. Once, he said that his Mandarin was excellent. Later, I asked him to say "hit", and my father either said "flower swing" or "fly", which made my mother and I laugh and cry.

This is dad's mouth, which has both advantages and disadvantages.

Because we have similar ideas and can help each other when they are in trouble, we are good partners. His name is Lu Jie.

Liu Jie is short, with short black hair and two sharp arrows as sharp as knives. He has a pair of leopard eyes, which looks better than the black whirlwind likui jy, but he is strong, confident and brave inside. He has a wide mouth. He often opens his mouth wide, which makes him very happy. His mouth not only loves to laugh, but also often convinces people, leaving you dumbfounded and speechless. He has two rows of neat white teeth in his mouth, like a soldier standing guard at home. He likes to wear red down jacket best, like a full red bean; Wearing gray pants and blue sneakers.

He is thinner than me 10 kg. He is neither fat nor thin. He has a moderate appetite and is not picky about food. He is shorter than me. He is the shortest in the class. However, although he is short, his wrist strength is not small. Every time I wrestle with him, it's always close and it's hard to win.

His sports performance is very good. In a basketball match with us, he was like a "land tiger" and snatched all the basketball that fell to the ground. If you stop him, he pushes past your armpit, then comes to the basket, jumps up and throws the ball at the basket. The basketball turns around the rim of the basket and falls into the basket. Do you think his sports performance is good?

I like this friend who is not tall but smart, looks fierce but loves to laugh. I will cherish our friendship!

Li Ming and I are deskmates and good partners. Even if you have a piece of candy, you have to take half. You are really like a brother.

Today we turned against each other, and I vowed never to talk to him again. There is a simple reason. In the afternoon, we took the final exam together. After about fifty minutes, I solved all the problems. I turned my head and saw Li Ming still frowning. I looked at his embarrassment and thought: we are so good, how can we not help at the critical moment?

I frowned, wrote the answers to those difficult questions on a piece of paper, kneaded them into a ball and quietly threw them on Li Ming's test paper. Unexpectedly, he didn't even look up. He just squinted at me with his sharp eyes and threw away the paper. How ungrateful! I thought angrily. At this time, I remembered the incident in the exam last year. He hit me twice with his arm when I was absorbed in math. I soon understood what he meant, so I pushed the question I answered in front of him and asked him to copy it down. He also got high marks. But today, ...

When! When! Class is over. Li Ming came out of the classroom, and I pretended not to see it. But he came up to me, leaned over to me and said solemnly, "How can you cheat when you report your achievements to the party?" I'm surprised that he would say such a thing. Is this just a change of attitude between me and him? No, that was a leap in his mind, and I fell behind him. The anger in his heart began to dissipate, and he couldn't help but feel happy for his progress. But my face feels burning.

On that day, my father was old. Although his hair is not gray yet, it seems that there are more vicissitudes in his sparse yellow hair. They Mao Mao dry pressure on his father's head, after numerous wind and frost, has been unable to pose a proud posture, just curled up, lying down, some of them were pushed up by his father's collar, very tired. I slowly reached out my hand, trying to smooth the hair that stood up. Before touching his hair, my father gently moved his neck, but his expression was very painful. I know, my father's neck hurts again. Father's bedside.

The TV is still on, a crotch entertainment program is going on, and laughter comes from time to time. It's quiet here, and from time to time there is a dull snoring or two.

Father leaned against the bed, didn't take off his coat, leaned slightly and fell asleep. It seems that I have never observed my father so closely and carefully. All I know is that my mother solves all the trivial things on weekdays, and it seems that she has been far away from my father. No words, no intimate actions. I have never flirted with my father, so I have never seen my father so close.

Father is old. Although his hair is not gray yet, it seems that there are more vicissitudes in his sparse yellow hair. They Mao Mao dry pressure on his father's head, after numerous wind and frost, has been unable to pose a proud posture, just curled up, lying down, some of them were pushed up by his father's collar, very tired. I slowly reached out my hand, trying to smooth the hair that stood up. Before touching his hair, my father gently moved his neck, but his expression was very painful. I know, my father's neck hurts again.

Father doesn't just have a neck pain. His back, waist and legs are exhausted. My father has done too much work for our three children and for this family. But he has been doing it silently, silently bearing all the hardships and all the tiredness. I remember the last time I rubbed my father's neck. Although it was only a little friction, I rubbed it seriously. I know what I did for my father is far less than what my father did for us. Father, go to sleep, sleep for a while, and I'll rub your neck when I wake up.

Father unconsciously raised his hand and pressed it on both sides of his neck. Father's hands are dry and thin. But my father used these hands to lift the heavy bricks; It is also with these hands that heavy hoes are swung; Father propped up this home with these hands and propped up a blue sky for us. And how rough my father's hands are, I don't know, and I haven't touched them. I don't remember holding my father's hand, nor do I remember my father holding mine. But I know his love is transmitted through these hands. I still remember that once I told him that my hair was falling badly, and he looked through his medical book of unknown age with rough hands; In the drugstore, his rough hands read the instructions carefully again. This is my father's love for me.

I found my father smiling. Although my father's face is very loose and full of wrinkles, although my father's face is very tired, this smile is so comfortable. I know, that's because today I said to my father, "Happy birthday!" " "Father, satisfaction is so easy.

I walked past my father's bedside and looked at him quietly. I think, the heart has passed through here!

pass ...

Six years is about to pass, at the time of parting. What you take away is growth, but what you leave behind is childhood. Looking back on my childhood, I always recall the laughter of my classmates and people of the hour.

In our big family of Class 6 1, everyone is one of the best steamed buns, and his personality is even more extraordinary: "I am a myth, I am charming, and I am handsome." Isn't this the preface of narcissistic Godric? He said it over and over again, shaking his flowing hair, and everyone's ears were almost cocooned. He couldn't help but raise his middle finger and laugh and cry.

"Hey hey, is your brain working? Do you need Ling Bo brand brain-melting pills? Absolutely authentic, no preservatives, no additives, no xxx, pure natural three. " The Cyrus brothers are promoting the same advertisement! He winked and pursed his cute and overbearing mouth, which made him look good. "Ha, ha, ha, hey, giggle" Who is so bored that he can even laugh when he hears cocoons? Needless to say, this is a self-satisfied dynasty, and the world is full of wonders. His smile is invincible. Anyone he likes will laugh. From time to time, it makes others feel tall. That smiling face hangs there all day, and sometimes it will be in distress situation. It's really me. Hi. {P.S.: To tell the truth, it's totally naked boasting. How about it? Click like it! }

Crazy brother Lao Ran went crazy: "What are you doing? Obviously, you did it to me. Why did you ask me to cry? " He is bullying people again. {Because I don't know much about this person, now X is his name }x was so angry that he burst into tears and couldn't stand it. The sound was earth-shattering and made me cry. I couldn't help covering my ears and secretly ordered a compliment. Not the kui is a crying brother! "Brother, don't cry. If you cry, Sister Chang 'e can't run away from the moon. When you cry, the old emperor calls you mom and dad. If you cry, I'm afraid those presidents will beg you for mercy. Come on! The task of powerful China is up to you. "Humorous brother Ling Hu Yan Hao, with his funny words and his" invincible "face, will definitely make people laugh. Congratulations on breaking the record of 100 people.

So, in this big family, we have established a Fengyun family, a narcissism, a self-promotion, a self-appreciation, a crying, and a self-enjoyment.

Such a big family and different people bring different fun to the same people. Let's remember this "man of the hour".

My mother is tall and thin, and her short hair looks very energetic. Mother's heart is full of happiness. I am very happy that my mother brought happiness home.

When I was a child, I liked painting very much. My mother bought me many watercolor pens. When I was five years old, my mother took me to learn painting. The teacher who paints always says that I am smart, but my mother says that intelligence is just a beautiful colored paper. I didn't know if I was serious or diligent until I read the content.

I made a lot of mistakes. My mother said my mistake was beautiful. For example, if I turn on the parts of the alarm clock, there will be a lot more when I go back to the original place. I split the yo-yo in two and use the living room as a swimming pool when it is full of water. I fell from the second floor and broke my chin to see the scenery from high places. My mother says this is the way children should go. My mother always smiles and says to me.

Once I didn't do well in the exam and made a mistake in the calculation. I didn't examine the questions. I took carelessness as an excuse and was taught a lesson by my mother. No matter how noisy my mother is, I love her.

I remember the deepest time, when I was sick, my mother took me to the hospital and brought me medicine up and down. My mother stayed with me all night. The next day, my mother was listless and her eyes were red. She asked me what I wanted to eat.

My mother not only cares about my study, but also cares about my health. Whenever I get home, I can have a big dinner. My mother always asks me after eating. Have you finished your meal? My mother smiled when she saw my stomach bulging.

My mother also told me not to panic when encountering difficulties, but to be calm.

This is my mother. I love my mother.