Sixth grade story composition

In our ordinary daily life, everyone has written compositions. Compositions can be divided into time-limited compositions and non-time-limited compositions according to different writing time limits. Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? The following are 6 sixth-grade story compositions that I compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect them. Sixth Grade Story Composition Part 1

One summer night, the breeze was blowing, and my mother led me to the chair in the yard in front of the door, picked up the cattail fan and fanned me. A gust of wind fell on my face, and a story fell into my ears:

Before I was born, I really wanted to see the outside world, so I kicked my mother hard every day. The stomach pain caused my mother so much pain that she had to be admitted to the hospital.

The next night, I felt energetic again and wanted to break out of my mother’s belly and come into the world. Just like that, my mother was pushed into the delivery room amidst my kicks. "Doctor, can you postpone the birth to tomorrow? His uncle's birthday is tomorrow, and I want him to celebrate his birthday with his uncle." "There are only ten minutes until tomorrow." But my stomach hurts a lot." Although a conversation fell into my ears, I still didn't stop kicking. My mother finally waited until the next day, and I came out of my mother's belly confidently. My cry confirmed my birth, and my mother’s insistence also allowed me to have the same birthday as my uncle: February 3rd.

Grandma heard it and came over and told interesting stories about my birth:

Although I was born from my mother’s belly smoothly, my birth was also difficult. It makes the family worried. After I was born, a few days later, my mother was discharged from the hospital. When I got home, I began to fall asleep deeply, and my mother also went to work. Only my grandma was at home to take care of me. In my grandma's words, "Let me go in the morning." You can rest assured but worry about me at night. "Every night, when other people's children and adults are asleep, I am still full of energy and yelling in the house, making everyone in the family uneasy. There was no way, my mother still had to go to work, so I had to ask my grandma to coax me. Grandma held me and walked and danced gently, while stroking me and humming songs, until I slowly fell asleep. Somehow, I liked this kind of hug and this kind of caress. Every night, only my grandma would hold me and dance, so I would sleep obediently.

After a while, my father also came to tell me the origin of my name:

It has been a few days since I was born. During this time, my family has been calling me baby, good boy, "baby." Eat grandma and go to sleep...

" But I haven't chosen my name yet. At this time, my mother said that her workplace has a brand saying "drink water and think of the source", otherwise I would call it "Han Siyuan", my nickname is Yuanyuan. Everyone in the family agreed, but my father disagreed and insisted on going to the fortune teller for a calculation. Finally it was settled, and my father rattled off a lot of names at home: "Han Yuxin, Han Yutong, Han Yuxuan..." When he just mentioned the name "Han Xintong", my mother said loudly: "Okay, that's the name!" Dad said I nodded in agreement, and I, who was looking at my parents with wide eyes, also smiled, as if I particularly liked this name. In this way, the name "Han Xintong" was born.

"It's my turn, you were learning to walk when you were a child..." I don't know when my grandma came over and told the story of me learning to walk:

About when I was ten When I was 1 month old, my family asked me to learn to walk. Because my family was not too anxious about walking, they bought a walker for me to ride on. In this way, I slowly learned to ride this little bike. However, my family hadn’t taught me to walk when I was one year old, and my desire to walk was too great. So, two months after my first birthday, I actually got out of the car and walked. That day my parents went At work, grandma was cooking in the kitchen. Grandma and I were in the attic. Grandma was cleaning up, and I was playing with the car by myself. I was playing and suddenly left the car. I climbed up a few times and then walked slowly for a few steps. , but suddenly there was a "plop", "Ah!" I fell, and grandma ran over quickly. Oh my God, a bag as big as an egg fell on my head. I cried and made trouble, and grandma picked me up. Immediately ran down the attic to the bedroom. Grandma saw it, quickly left the kitchen, took a cold towel and put it on my head. Slowly, the bump on my head gradually disappeared, and I stopped crying, but I could vaguely see Grandma and Grandma. His eyes were still shining with tears.

After I learned to walk, one day I saw my grandma dancing, and I ran to dance with her. I don’t know when I fell in love with dancing.

Whenever my parents go to work, I always have to pester my grandma to dance with me, twisting left and right, stretching left and stretching, so fun!

My father, mother, grandma and grandma all finished talking and went back to the house. I was the only one sitting on a small chair and looking at the small river next to the yard. Ah, this is like an interesting and clear river. Where was the river in my childhood? I was like the lively and cute little fish in the river, swimming to the head of the river, looking for the story of my birth! Story composition for sixth grade, Part 2

In the corridor of history, look at the stories emerging in the mottled light and shadow.

The biting cold wind passed over my head mercilessly, the sobbing tree trunks whined, the leaves on the ground flew away with the wind, and a crow screamed lowly in the sky, and then spread its wings and flew away. , disappeared without a trace...

This is my fate. They were ruthlessly trampled by the Eight-Nation Allied Forces. They took what they could and ruthlessly destroyed what they couldn't take away. The old memories echoed in my heart. Spreading it carefully on the palm of my hand, I can clearly see that the veins of memory are intertwined like palm prints.

The setting sun is like blood, and the sunset is still shining. The light clouds cannot withstand the drag of time and turn into eternal red. The dark dusk accelerated the decline of twilight, and the garden was filled with loneliness and sadness. I am the only wall that survives sex.

Time flows back into a red sea, drowning the sadness of the past. All the sadness makes those painful memories slowly dissolve and dissipate. No, try to tell yourself: If the pain can be ignored, then there is nothing we cannot forget. I want to align these drawings. Even if everything in the past will never be the same, don’t forget that gray sky, pouring out like a plate of ink, staining the entire sky.

I am like a lonely wanderer who has lost his soul, wandering in the far-reaching river of reincarnation. Even though it has dispersed the joy, the silence, and the faint melancholy, it can never disperse the fate. Traceless wounds.

I will never forget that bloody memory. After going through vicissitudes and being baptized by the years, he tells his own story. Sixth Grade Story Composition Part 3

The laughter on campus is rich and colorful, including laughter, bitter laughter, happy laughter, helpless laughter... They are like little flowers, dotted with campus life.

Listen, it is announced on the radio that our class has won the first place in the kangaroo jumping competition. Upon hearing the news, the classmates in our class danced happily, with their faces filled with the joy of victory.

Listen, the cheers of the students came from the playground, oh! It turned out that the tug-of-war competition between Class 3 (1) and Class 3 (2) was about to begin. Each class selected 10 male students and 10 classmates. They lined up in a long line. The teacher blew the whistle and the game began. The students worked hard to cheer for their respective classes! The participating students refused to give in to each other and strived to overwhelm each other. In the fierce competition, suddenly, with a sound of "oh", Class 3 (1) lost! The participating students in our class fell down one after another like dominoes. Some students gasped and struggled to get up, patting the dust on their bodies. Some students shouted loudly: "We want to compete again.", Some students even dropped their glasses and were looking for them on the ground... We smiled awkwardly. At this time, I don't know who said: "Don't be sad, don't cry, failure is the mother of success." This humorous sentence caused us to burst into laughter, and the laughter was so sunny and brilliant.

"Ha...ha..." The laughter of the students echoed in the campus. May the joyful laughter always accompany us as we grow. Story composition for sixth grade, Part 4

People are growing up every moment. From babies learning to talk to gray-haired old people, they all have different growth experiences and colorful growth stories. Colleagues also understand some things and understand some truths from time to time. I also have my own growth story.

When I was a child, I especially liked practicing calligraphy. I would write down anything in my notebook when I had nothing to do. My parents also bought me a copybook, and I often took it to the kindergarten to practice calligraphy. Seeing the envious looks cast by my friends, I felt very happy.

When I was in first grade, my teacher also praised me for my good calligraphy and "sophisticated" writing. He also stamped the words "little calligrapher" on the book. I was so proud that I showed off to my classmates. I gradually became proud and no longer practiced calligraphy as hard as before. I naively thought that I would no longer practice calligraphy and no one in the class could calligraphy better than me.

But starting from the fourth grade, my handwriting began to go downhill. Sometimes I had to write faster for homework, and my handwriting became so fast that my homework book became a "doodle kingdom" and my father's scoldings also increased. . In class, I found that the teacher was no longer praising me, but more about Lu Tong and Su Tong. I was also dissatisfied, but after seeing their unerring and correct handwriting, I felt that my own handwriting was indeed a lot worse than theirs. "I have to bow my head in the face of the facts," and I was convinced.

I regret that I was so proud; I regret that I gave up halfway and didn’t practice unremittingly and didn’t have the spirit of perseverance. After a period of confession, my mood seemed to be much more balanced and I was determined to practice calligraphy well. The good times didn't last long at first, and after a while, I forgot about it, and my writing unconsciously returned to its original state.

One Friday, because the teacher assigned few homework, I wrote my homework early for my father to check, and ran to watch TV. After a while, my father called me to the study angrily. I knew something was wrong, so I walked up to my father timidly. My father was furious. He took my homework and slammed it on the table. The sound was deafening and said sternly: "What's your name! Are you treating your homework as a picture book? I have never seen any girl's homework book with pictures like this." The words are scrawled and messed up like this! You couldn’t even listen to what I said before, right? Then you should rewrite all the homework in the notebook! "I don’t want my daughter to make other people laugh at her words!" He tore up the homework book, smashed it to the ground, and walked out of the study angrily. Dad has never torn up my homework before. Today is the first time. Looking at the torn homework, I was stunned and cried silently. My heart was full of grievances and complaints, but I quickly realized my mistake. Although my father is a bit strict, he wants me to understand that I have to take everything seriously and not take it lightly.

The "tearing up the book" incident is deeply engraved in my heart, because it was the first time that my father tore up the book because I was not serious, and it was the only time. It allowed me to understand my father’s good intentions, and it helped me develop good study habits, which benefited me a lot in my studies.

The road to a person's growth is not smooth sailing. There is joy and sweetness; there are also setbacks and sadness. But it depends on how you face setbacks and failures, as well as sadness and pain. If you face it in the right way, you will not only gain success and happiness, but more importantly, you will grow up from setbacks. Sixth Grade Story Composition 5

On a warm spring morning, the blue-eyed mouse was playing catch with his friends in the red fruit forest next to Dingdong Creek. Everything was as usual, and again It was Lulu Pig's turn to be the catcher. As the blue-eyed mouse ran, he smiled and looked back at the tired and panting Lulu Pig. He did not notice that there was a big black hole right in front of him. . Hearing only a "plop", the blue-eyed mouse felt as if he had stepped on lubricant, and his body fell backwards involuntarily. But strangely, he did not fall to the ground, but felt that his body was being touched by a magical force. Being pulled down and falling, he closed his eyes tightly in fear, his ears were filled with the whistling wind, and his outstretched arms touched the wet moss on the cave wall. At this time, the blue-eyed mouse was extremely desperate, because he had heard a report that an old fox with a cunning nature had disappeared in this red fruit forest. So far, there is no news about him.

I don’t know how long it took, but the blue-eyed mouse found that he had stopped falling. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was lying steadily on a blooming chocolate flower, with a strong smell. The scent of chocolate kept filling his nostrils, making him salivate. Then, what was even more amazing was that another flower fell from the sky, including toffee flowers, lollipop flowers, silver bead candy flowers, and fruit candy flowers... Each candy flower was covered with... Carrying one of his friends, the blue-eyed mouse smiled widely when he saw the obedient rabbit, croaking frog, lullu pig, and lame duck all coming.

The partners stood up one after another, everyone was curious about this novel world.

Luluzhu carefully touched the petals of the silver pearl candy flower with his hands, gently picked a silver pearl candy from it, put it in his mouth, smacked his lips, and kept praising: "This silver pearl candy The candy is so sweet, a hundred thousand times sweeter than the silver pearl candy I can buy!”

“Oh my God!” At this moment, everyone heard the surprised voice of Guaiguai Rabbit, "Lulu Pig, look at the place where you just took off the silver pearl candies. New silver pearl candies are growing there!"

"Don't be afraid," a delicate voice came to everyone's ears. In the ear, "I am Miss Yinzhutang. This is the Kingdom of Candy. The residents and scenery here are all made of candy. Welcome everyone to the Kingdom of Candy." Miss Yinzhutang winked at the candy hidden in the stamens. With big eyes, he continued with a smile, "Please come and visit our wonderful country."

As soon as Miss Yinzhutang finished speaking, in front of the blue-eyed mouse and her friends Immediately, a lush green belt of candy appeared, and the blue-eyed mouse's questioning voice floated over: "Miss Yinzhutang, are your candies edible?"

Miss Yinzhutang said cheerfully Said: "Of course, guests from far away, we will never finish the candies after eating them for a long time..."

"Really? Really? "Are there gummies here?" "Are there Alpine candies?" "Are there any Dove chocolates?" "Are there any caterpillar gummies?" The friends shouted excitedly when they learned that you can eat all the candies in the Candy Kingdom. , I asked in one sentence, as if a pot was exploding.

The blue-eyed mouse and his friends immediately rushed to the green belt of candy and started eating. You see, the blue-eyed mouse is holding a handful of green apple-flavored triangular candies in his hands, biting them one by one, the Lulu pig is holding a big candy tree and sucking and licking the cola-flavored tree trunk, and the obedient rabbit is holding a candy tree. The candy flowers were reluctant to take a bite, the croaking frogs jumped around on the green belt, looking for candy bugs, and the lame duck happily ate the sour lemon-flavored foxtail grass. Everyone was immersed in the happiness brought by the candy until nightfall. When the time came, they lay on the soft marshmallow bed without stopping talking...

The days passed so fast, in the blink of an eye, it had been a month since they arrived in the Candy Kingdom. During this month of happy fairy days, they traveled around the Candy Kingdom every day. Sometimes they went to the Marshmallow Castle, enjoying the Marshmallow Oxygen Bar and tasting various flavors of marshmallows; sometimes they went to the Chocolate Amusement Park, While eating sweet and delicious chocolate, they played all kinds of thrilling games; sometimes they went to the gummy trampoline, laughing and jumping around while dealing with a mouth full of flexible gummy candies. They seemed to have forgotten their hometown—— The White Mushroom Forest has forgotten their parents, teachers and friends.

Finally, one morning, the blue-eyed mouse was awakened by a heartbreaking toothache. He felt like there were countless little bugs biting his teeth wantonly. He held his cheeks and rolled under the bed with a "gudong" sound, rolling on the ground in pain and moaning "ouch, ouch" Voice. To make matters worse, there was a strange "pop" sound coming out of his mouth. When he opened his mouth, one by one? Lao Chu Huan was lying on his knees and talking about the tomb? Right lie? Young Mengsi Judong Lu Chu?/p >

This scared the blue-eyed mouse out of his wits. He was stunned for a moment, and then a cry of up to 1,000 decibels reached everyone's ears. Two minutes after this high-decibel cry "sonata" sounded, more "melodious" cry "sonatas" were also heard from other rooms. It turns out that the same bad thing happened to the good rabbit, the croaking frog, the lullu pig, and the lame duck as happened to the blue-eyed mouse.

Everyone flocked to the drugstore to buy painkillers, but what they didn’t expect was that in the candy kingdom, all the medicines in the drugstore were made of candies, and the medicines they bought had no painkilling effect at all. On the contrary, the more I bite, the more painful my teeth become.

With no other choice, Blue-Eyed Mouse and his friends had no choice but to go to the dental hospital in the Candy Kingdom, where all the instruments are made of candies.

As a result, during the treatment, the blue-eyed mouse couldn't bear it anymore and bit off half of the cola-flavored tooth extraction tweezers. The doctor had to find another pair of tweezers, but in the meantime, the blue-eyed mouse "squeaked, He chewed off a large piece of the blueberry yogurt-flavored dental treatment bed, and also ate the dentures specially made for King Candy in the hospital. Doctor Candy looked at the blue-eyed mouse helplessly, shook his head and sighed: "Blue-eyed mouse, you are not only losing your teeth, you are also suffering from candy addiction. If you don't give up candy, you will become a candy man and stay in the candy kingdom forever."

The blue-eyed mouse was shocked: What, turning into a candy man? What, stay in the Candy Kingdom forever? What about my father and mother? At this time, the blue-eyed mouse's mind showed the faces of his mother who was always smiling and his father who was always kind, the Dingdong creek that was singing and flowing happily, and the white mushrooms that looked like fat dolls growing everywhere. The forest, the amiable Sika Deer teacher, the lively and lovely classmates, and Tataka who is close to him... Thinking of this, a strong thought rose in his heart - I can't stay here, I want to Return to your hometown of White Mushroom Forest!

So, he anxiously asked Dr. Candy: "Doctor Candy, how can I get rid of my sugar addiction, and how can I return to my hometown, the White Mushroom Forest?"

Dr. Candy slowly turned his body made of chocolate and said solemnly: "There is a way, but..." Dr. Candy stopped mid-sentence.

"Oh, Doctor Candy, please stop nagging and tell me quickly. I really want to go back to the White Mushroom Forest now!"

Doctor Candy smiled bitterly. For a moment: "It's not that I don't want to say it, but I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it!"

The blue-eyed mouse showed an extremely determined look on his face, and solemnly said: "No matter how much suffering I go through, I will definitely To quit sugar addiction, I will never let myself become a candy person. I must return to my hometown!"

Dr. Candy patted his shoulder with approval and said, "Brave boy, I am! It will help you. The method is this: Once a person is addicted to sugar, there will be a sugar addiction bug in his body, which must increase its energy by absorbing sugar in your body. The sugar addiction bug The excretion will encourage you to continue to eat sugar, and the sugar addiction bug will become stronger day by day. Finally, it will discharge the toxins in its body, and these toxins will turn into a red magic bean, turning you into candy. People, while it turns into a puff of smoke to find new attachments. There is only one way to kill the sugar addiction bug, and that is to stop providing it with sugar energy and let its body slowly weaken. , and finally it will turn into a green magic bean, which will be automatically digested in your body, and you will be back in the white mushroom forest in an instant. But it is not easy to starve the sugar addicted bugs. As long as it doesn't get energy, it will bite your stomach crazily, and you will feel heartbreaking pain. Many people can't stand this pain and have to give up, and finally become a candy man. I... " Dr. Candy's voice lowered, with a dark and sad look in his eyes, but he took courage and continued: "I am also one of them. I also come from the White Mushroom Forest, where I am a simple and honest dog. Cute fat brown bear." At this point, the blue-eyed mouse noticed two lines of chocolate-colored tears on Dr. Candy's face.

"No matter how difficult the process of quitting sugar addiction is, I will fight against the bad bug of sugar addiction to the end!" the blue-eyed mouse said word by word.

Dr. Candy took out a sealed iron box from the bottom of the medical cabinet, and carefully took out a few pieces of transparent adhesive tape from the iron box, and said to the blue-eyed mouse: "This is I have developed the 'Colorful Sticker' over the years and put it on my belly button. It can release the smell of various candies and numb the nerves of the sugar-addicted bugs, making them feel that they are full and no longer need it. The energy of candy in your body, because it has not really absorbed energy, will weaken day by day until it disappears forever. However," Dr. Candy paused and said with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Until today, no one has I don’t know what the real effect will be after using it.”

The blue-eyed mouse grabbed the “Colorful Poster” and said while removing the package: “No matter what, I want it. Give it a try." After saying that, he put the "Colorful Sticker" firmly on his belly button.

Doctor Candy asked the blue-eyed mouse to lie in a quiet room, close his eyes and think about the beautiful past events in the white mushroom forest.

In the first two hours, a magical effect happened. The blue-eyed mouse didn’t even touch a piece of candy. The blue-eyed mouse was lucky enough to think: “Haha, the sugar-addicted bad bug is nothing more than a bad bug.” Is that so? What Dr. Candy said is not that exaggerated. It seems that my illness is about to be cured. This is really a blessing among misfortunes!"

But what the blue-eyed mouse never expected was that , in the third hour, a heartbreaking pain started from his stomach and spread quickly to his whole body like vines. He felt the ruthless tongue of fire burning his skin, and countless ugly bugs. While gnawing at his muscles and bones, the endless vines wrapped him tightly layer by layer, making him feel unable to breathe. The blue-eyed mouse couldn't bear it anymore and ate the marshmallow trampoline next to it. . This state lasted for a long time, until Doctor Candy discovered that the blue-eyed mouse was eating the candy bed, and the gorgeous marshmallow bed had disappeared without a trace.

"Blue-eyed mouse, look!" Dr. Candy exclaimed, pointing to the blue-eyed mouse's feet.

It’s really difficult to see. It was so frightening that the blue-eyed mouse’s face turned pale with fright. It turned out that the blue-eyed mouse’s feet had been covered with a thick layer of blueberry-flavored hard candy at some point. He wanted to move his numb and numb legs, but he found that the feet that were originally on his body did not listen to him.

The blue-eyed mouse beat his feet hard while shedding tears of despair, and peeled off a few blueberry-flavored hard candies from his feet from time to time. But all this was of no avail. As soon as the candy cubes were peeled off, new ones grew out.

"Doctor Candy, please help me," the blue-eyed mouse shouted in a frightened and desperate voice, "I don't want to become a Candy Man, I want to go back to my hometown, and I want my dad." "Mom!"

"Blue-eyed Mouse," Doctor Candy saw the painful expression of Blue-eyed Mouse, and the painful experience of being sugared that he couldn't bear to look back flooded into his heart like a tide, with a few drops of turbidity. Tears fell quietly down his face, "I have tried my best. I just couldn't survive this hell and became a candy man. If you don't want to be sugared, you can only rely on your own will..."

The blue-eyed mouse suddenly caught a glimpse of a bundle of rope in the corner, his eyes lit up, and he excitedly said to Dr. Candy: "Doctor Candy, tie me up with a rope quickly!"

Dr. Candy tied the blue-eyed mouse tightly with a rope, and finally tied it with a tight buckle without worry.

The blue-eyed mouse gritted its teeth and endured the pain with difficulty, but its unsatisfactory eyes were fixed on the snow-white sugar wall. On the verge of sugaring, his mind no longer obeyed him, and his body rolled towards the wall of sugar involuntarily.

With a "dong" sound, the blue-eyed mouse rolled to the wall and hit the wall hard, licking the candy wall like crazy.

The Candy Doctor on the side saw clearly that the sugary lumps on the blue-eyed mouse's feet were like ivy, spinning and growing rapidly along his lower limbs. Seeing that the saccharified block was about to cover the blue-eyed mouse's chest, at the moment when the blue-eyed mouse was about to be completely saccharified, Dr. Candy picked up a thick stick next to him and hit the blue-eyed mouse hard. On his head, the blue-eyed mouse lost consciousness...

A sweet coolness slowly slid through the blue-eyed mouse's throat, and he vaguely seemed to hear his mother's gentle and hoarse voice, He tried his best to open his eyes a little, and he saw familiar faces, such as the obedient rabbit, the croaking frog, the lullu pig, the lame duck, the parents he missed day and night, the sika deer teacher, his classmates, and Tata. Card. The kind mother was dripping the sweet water from Dingdong Creek into his mouth. The pleasant sweetness quickly poured into every cell in his body from his throat, and suddenly he felt full of strength.

He sat up with all his strength. His mother was so frightened that she spilled the stream water in the spoon all over the floor. She hugged the blue-eyed mouse into her arms and said, "My child, you scared your mother to death. Mom, I thought you were missing!"

When the other friends saw that the blue-eyed mouse finally woke up, they all gathered around him with joy.

At this time, the blue-eyed mouse discovered a strange brown figure, but the eyes were so familiar. The eyes were like a blazing fire, awakening his frozen memory.

"Doctor Candy" the blue-eyed mouse grabbed the arm of Dr. Candy, which had returned to its bear shape, and said gratefully: "Thank you, without your help, I must be in the Candy Kingdom now. Shedding tears of regret!"

Doctor Candy shook his head and said solemnly: "No, I should be grateful to you. Without you as a great savior, I'm afraid we would never be able to escape Candy. Kingdom. It is precisely because you withstood the suffering of sugaring and lifted the curse of sugar addiction that we all returned to our original shape, so you are our great hero!”

The blue-eyed mouse scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled unconsciously. The two good friends in adversity and love hugged each other tightly. Sixth Grade Story Composition Part 6

In 20xx, I was a "confidential officer performing special tasks."

On this day, the mission alarm bell rang in the secret room, and I knew there was going to be a special mission. I picked up the "Super Micro Treasure Box" and prepared to go to the Secrecy Bureau. Calling it an "ultra-micro treasure chest" is not an exaggeration at all, because it really has everything in it. Just tell it what you want, and it will appear in your hand immediately. I asked for a "superpower pill" and after taking it, I immediately felt energetic. I said "Go to the Secrecy Bureau" and within 10 minutes, I arrived at the Secrecy Bureau.

The Security Bureau is tightly guarded, and no one who is not a member of the Security Bureau can enter. As soon as I stepped onto the mission platform, the director said to me: "Comrade Tian Wenwen, your mission is to bring back some non-mutated dinosaurs from the age of dinosaurs." I immediately replied: "Yes, director. I will complete the task successfully." After that, I got on the "time shuttle" and returned to the age of dinosaurs.

I took the "photons" I prepared in advance, walked through a forest, and crossed a high mountain, and finally found three stegosaurus. However, just when I was lamenting the simplicity of this mission, I discovered that the three Stegosaurus were in the middle stage of mutation. In order not to leave any further trouble, I shot them to death with "photons". Then, the long journey to find Stegosaurus began. Suddenly, I found several mutated Stegosaurus attacking three non-mutated Stegosaurus. The mutated Stegosaurus is dozens of times stronger than the non-mutated Stegosaurus. At this critical juncture, I made a prompt decision and decided to use a secret weapon - "energy pills" to help those stegosaurus that had not mutated. When I took this pill, my strength instantly increased hundreds of times. I rushed to the besieged non-mutated Stegosaurus and defeated all the mutated Stegosaurus.

Finally, I used the "shrinking flashlight" to shrink the non-mutated Stegosaurus, put it in the "special mission box", returned to the earth on the "time shuttle", and reported back to the director. .