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My mother's sixth grade composition

In ordinary daily life, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, so you are familiar with it. According to the characteristics of writing propositions, compositions can be divided into propositional compositions and non-propositional compositions. I believe many people will find writing difficult. Here are 1 compositions written by my mother in grade six for your reference, hoping to help friends in need. My mother's sixth grade composition 1

It's getting dark, and I'm still alone in the room. I stood at the window, staring out the window, silently thinking: Mom, why don't you come back?

suddenly, a flash of lightning pierced the night sky, followed by a burst of thunder. At the moment, it rained cats and dogs. I couldn't help shivering in my heart, tears filled my eyes, and I kept complaining: Mom, why do you often come home late? Night is always with me. I often stay at home alone, but you often stay in the office, mom.

I couldn't bear it anymore. I put on my raincoat and ran to school with a flashlight. There is no figure in the dark night, only the sound of rain. I was so wronged in my heart that I cried with the sound of rain. Through the rain, I saw soft lights in the office of the teaching building, and several figures were shaking.

I approached the office and saw my mother talking with some students through the window. Laughter floated out, they were so close and lively, and only I stood alone outside the window, and a fire of jealousy arose. I stared angrily at those students, who took away my maternal love! Looking at their happy faces, I really want to rush in and scold them and let them give me my mother back. But I controlled myself, because I clearly knew that if I did, my mother would not blame her students, but me.

mom, mom, you are really a good teacher. You are full of enthusiasm for students and you are serious and responsible for your work, so you have won the title of excellent teacher. But when you treat me, you just perfunctory. You treat students more dear than your own daughter. Mom! Will you give me more hobbies?

Tears ran down my cheeks, and I couldn't help it, so I started crying loudly. The crying alarmed the mother in the room. Mother hurried out and said, Ah! It's Jin Jin! What brings you here? When I saw my mother, I cried more and more loudly, which contained jealousy and injustice. I hugged my mother tightly and kept saying, mom, I'm afraid, I'm afraid!

Mom seemed to feel something, hugged me tightly, and tears streamed down my face. My mother's tears flow with mine ... My mother's sixth grade composition 2

My mother has long black hair, and sometimes she wears it down, which is as beautiful as a fairy in a fairy tale. She has a pair of high myopia glasses on her nose. Although her eyes are highly nearsighted, they are sharp! As long as I am lazy in my studies, I will be found by her immediately.

My mother is a teacher. She is very responsible for her work. She always takes the unfinished work at school to do at home. Sometimes, when I wake up in the middle of the night, I will find that the light in my mother's room is still on, and she is still preparing lessons and correcting papers under the light. I went to her class, which was very humorous. I was deeply attracted, and other students were more active. I think this is because she prepares lessons carefully every night. What I admire more is that she will write some comments on each student's test paper, some to encourage students to make progress, some to remind students to regress, and some to praise students greatly.

My mother is also very concerned about my life. Every morning, she gets up earlier than me, because she has to make breakfast and boil water for me. She is always very quiet for fear of waking me up. From birth to now, every time I get sick, she stays awake all night, always with me, constantly applying cold towels to my head, feeding me boiled water and wiping my body with warm water. When I woke up and looked at my mother's gentle eyes, I felt much better at once.

This is my dear mother, a good mother who is not only responsible for her work, but also very concerned about me. I even regard her as my idol! My mother's sixth grade composition 3

My mother is over 3 years old this year, but she doesn't look old. She is of medium height, neither fat nor thin, with a pair of bright eyes under her thick eyebrows and a glib mouth under her slightly upturned nose. Hair is always tied, sometimes in a ponytail, and sometimes curled up.

My mother is hardworking and never procrastinates. Every time I come home from school, I will see my mother busy. When I entered the room, I couldn't believe my eyes. The room seemed to be completely transformed. The dust, waste paper and even the trash can were clean. The books on the desk were neatly arranged. Even the quilt that I forgot to fold in the morning was folded by my mother.

My mother is not only hardworking, but also strict with me. My academic performance is not bad, but she keeps urging me to study hard every day. Once, it was very late, and my homework was not finished, so I was stuck in mud. I asked my mother, "Can I go to bed?" I am sleepy. " Mother said, "No, what you can do today." I had to pull myself together and continue to finish my homework.

I think my mother is the best mother in the world and the one who loves me the most. My mother's sixth grade composition 4

My mother is a tour guide, running around all day. On holiday days, I occasionally follow my mother to travel and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the motherland.

well, mom took the group to visit Song Cheng again. I remember when I was 4 years old, my parents and I visited Song Cheng, and the memory at that time no longer exists. This time it was the weekend. At my strong request, my mother took me to visit Song Cheng again.

Before we set off, I asked my mother about the interesting and interesting scenic spots in Song Cheng. Listening to my mother's introduction, what attracted me most was not romance of the song dynasty's performance, but the horrible haunted house.

As soon as I arrived in Song Cheng, after my mother settled the tourists, she took me to the serial fright. It was early and there were fewer people waiting in line. I was glad I didn't have to wait in line, but my mother took me and said, Are you sure you can challenge this project? No problem, I'm sure it will work. I patted my chest and said as I ran.

as soon as I stepped into the door, I found the room was completely dark. In front of me is a mourning hall, and a body covered with white cloth looks like a real one. Just now, I was full of confidence, and I regretted it. I really want to go back to my mother at once. But on second thought, I will be laughed at by my mother if I go out like this. So, I followed the tourists and bravely walked forward. At this time, I dare not think about anything, and a little cold sweat has already appeared on my forehead.

when I got up the courage to follow the tourists, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling became louder and louder. I closed my eyes and told myself it was fake, it was fake.

But just after two or three steps, the ground began to shake, something congenial came rushing towards me, and piles of bones were exposed on the ground. My heart is pounding. I really regret being too brave. I really regret not taking the risk. Suddenly, a white bone jumped out of nowhere, fell squarely in front of me, and seemed to be touched by a hand. Is it a ghost hand? Ah! Ghost, ghost, ghost ... I shouted, I want to go home, I want to go home.

under my wailing, several timid tourists quickly took out their mobile phones and turned on their flashlights. With the light of a flashlight, we flew out of the haunted house.

When I saw my mother, I couldn't help hugging her. I won't dare to challenge her next time. I won't go to the haunted house in treading on thin ice. Looking at me sweating profusely, my mother couldn't help but smile and say to me: Only by experiencing it in person can we have real feelings. Dare to challenge is a harvest!

after listening to my mother's words, I slowly calmed down, only to find that my clothes were all wet. The serial fright is not fake at all! My mother's sixth grade composition 5

My mother is the best mother in the world, and she is also very gentle. Although she is very fierce to me at ordinary times, I know that my mother wants me not to be bad in the future, so every time I do something wrong, my mother will severely punish me.

I still remember one time, I don't know who gave me a flat tire on the bicycle next door, but the leader thought it was me, so he came to my house. At that time, my mother was washing vegetables, and I heard someone shouting outside, so my mother went out to have a look and saw Grandma Wang, the leader of the family, angry as a monkey's ass. My mother asked Grandma Wang what happened, and Grandma Wang said that your child had given me a flat tire on my bicycle. My mother was so angry that she dragged me in front of Grandma Wang and said that you had a flat tire on Grandma Wang's bicycle. At that time, I suddenly became stupid and said that I didn't put it there. My mother didn't believe me and beat me in front of the crowd. This was the first time that my mother hit me the hardest, but I knew that my mother must be very angry about it. After she hit me, she asked me to apologize to others. I said that I didn't put it there. Why should I apologize? My mother said.

It wasn't until the third day that Grandma Wang came to my house and said that it was a misunderstanding. In the past few days, my children said that it was him. At that time, I was dumbfounded. My mother wanted to apologize to me when she knew it, but I already knew it, as long as my mother was willing to forgive me, but my mother will always be my good mother in my mind. My mother's sixth grade composition article 6

My mother is very ordinary, she doesn't know many words, she is a waiter in a small hotel, and sometimes she is even a little stupid (the math in the third grade also makes her confused).

Since five years ago, I don't know where the bad wind blew, she began to go to the barber shop for a perm. Since that day, her straight hair has curled like a lion's hair in a blink of an eye, and she often looks in the mirror and often asks me, Is it good? At first, I would appreciate it and give my own evaluation, but when I said it was good, she retorted, "Nonsense, it's not good at all." So I said it was not good-looking next time, but she said, "Where is it?" . After several times, I stopped answering. When she asked me again with expectation, my face was full of disdain and I didn't answer. One day, she was at the mercy of the mirror as usual. While watching TV, I simply regarded her as an invisible man. "Ah-"came from the back and I turned to the sound source wearily. "What are you doing?" Cold tone. I have a white hair, please pull it out for me. I walked slowly, and she began to talk to herself again. "They say if you pull one, three will grow, or you should dye it."

When I came home from cram school, I still saw that figure in the mirror. My hair seemed to be much darker than three hours, and I didn't pay much attention to it. I shook my head and went back to my room to do my homework.

On this day, the weather was particularly humid, white gas filled the town, and things were not as real as before, just like walking along in a dreamland, when I heard a quarrel between two people in front of me. Because the fog was too thick, I had to listen carefully. "I said I didn't want you to see me off." Seems to be a pupil. "It's not safe for you to walk alone, and there are many cars on the street. Let me see you off." Tone seems to have a silk cry ... Finally, the student was more than I could bear. "I said I wouldn't let you send it. Do you know how rustic you are? Take a good look in the mirror and look like a country ..." At this moment, a black spot was slowly stamping towards me, and the black was getting bigger and bigger, and it became more and more clear. Is she the mother just now? The facial features seem to be distorted by disappointment, and the whole body looks so haggard.

Countless figures popped into my mind. It was her, it was her, Qian Qian was a million of her, and countless of her. I seemed to realize something, but I didn't think much, and continued to go my own way.

The stars knocked on the door of the night, and I fell asleep. At this point, what I saw and heard during the day passed in my mind like slides, and that consciousness came back. I suddenly realized that guilt, remorse and regret ... I'm afraid mixed feelings can't express my mood at that time. She used to care about me, care about me, silently, without saying a word, just for this face.

is my girl really so ordinary and stupid? No, mine is extraordinary, she is not stupid, and she has the most beautiful name in the world-mother.

mom, please allow me to call you like this forever! My mother Grade 6 Composition 7

I have a very amiable and good mother. Mother's white skin, watery eyes, cherry-like mouth and a pair of short-sighted glasses on her high nose look approachable.

My mother works in a shoe store. She works very hard. There are no holidays all the year round. My mother goes to work on time, whether it is the scorching heat in the sun or the winter with snow and snow. My mother is very responsible for her work and is very enthusiastic about her customers. She often says, "The customer is God. We must respect them and treat them well. " When the guests came, mom greeted them with a smile, then took the initiative to introduce the brand, size and style of shoes to them patiently until the customers bought their own satisfied shoes.

mom is very kind to me! Every holiday, my mother will never forget to buy me many delicious and interesting things and take me around. I can't help singing "Only Mom is Good in the World".

My mother is very filial. She often buys new clothes, fruits and nutrition for her grandparents. Every weekend, my mother and I go to beat my grandparents' backs.

this is my mother! Although she is not the most beautiful person in the world, in my eyes, she is the most beautiful and loves me the most. Mom, I love you! My mother's sixth grade composition 8

What is maternal love? Some people say that maternal love is selfless, some people say that maternal love is great and an inexhaustible candle, and I say that mother is the most precious person who loves us the most in our life. She took care of us in obscurity.

until today, I didn't understand what maternal love is.

Ding Lingling, my phone rang, so it was my mother. Mother's depressed voice came from the phone, "Mom went to see a doctor today, every time, I'll come back tomorrow." Because of my brother's noise, my mother had to come back today. A smile appeared on the corners of my brother's mouth. After a while, I only heard that my mother would come, and my brother smiled from ear to ear and picked up the food, which made us smile bitterly. I only heard my mother say, "The doctor won't let me go out, for fear of accidents. For the sake of the children, it's worth suffering. The key is for the children. I didn't care about what my mother said, but I watched TV wholeheartedly. Grandma and mom have a good chat.

after a while, my mother suddenly left. I went out to have a look and anxiously asked my grandmother where my mother was. When I ran out, my mother had already gone away. I looked at her thin back and was very sad. I regretted not seeing her off. Until she disappeared from my sight. I shed tears and sighed that maternal love is precious. I really want to see my dearest mother again.

Motherly love is like this. Don't waste the wonderful time talking with your mother like me. I want to feel my parents here,