Your sixth grade composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone will be exposed to writing to some extent. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is your sixth grade composition that I helped you organize. I hope it helps you.

Your sixth grade composition 1 When the first test paper was issued at the beginning of each semester, a very bad number appeared in front of my eyes. Whenever I am sad, you will talk to me.

You always wipe my face with a piece of paper when I fail in the first exam every semester. You are like my dearest family. Whenever I hide and cry alone, you will talk to me.

Once, I only got 89.25 points in the math exam. When I hide in my room and cry, you can always find me outside. I often cry to you, but you never get bored and never listen carefully. You go out to play with me, and you grow up with me.

Whenever something bothers me, I will come to you and tell you. It's like you will never get tired of listening. You are like a sun, shining in my heart forever, so that I can't feel a chill in the cold winter. You are like a big tree, standing in my heart forever, never washed down by tears.

You grew up with me and spent my childhood with me.

I remember once, when I was very young, we were ambushed by snakes, and you rushed to me to protect my safety. Fortunately, someone came to beat back the snake, otherwise you would have died there. You gave me life, too

You are irreplaceable in my heart, but you were killed by two bad uncles to protect my safety. Well, let's be friends in the afterlife. You gave me life. It's good to have you!

There are many touching and unforgettable things in your life, and what I will never forget is the care and love of my fourth-grade class teacher.

When I was in the fourth grade, the head teacher was Miss Jiang. She is tall and thin, with a pair of square glasses and shiny long hair.

I remember that it was raining lightly that day, although it was cool and pleasant, but our class was always uneasy: several students didn't listen to the teacher in the morning, and Teacher Jiang was so angry that he shouted. Then, after the "war" subsided, Mr. Jiang quietly returned to the office for three minutes, five minutes and ten minutes. ...

After a long time, the English teacher came into the classroom, only to see him look angry and seriously say to us, "Mr. Jiang is ill and can't go to class these two days." Don't mess with Mr. Jiang again! "

Our class was silent, and we felt guilty. My nose was sour and my eyes were red, so I remembered that it was no wonder that Teacher Jiang had a hoarse voice and kept coughing in class two days ago, but she still insisted on giving us classes.

On that occasion, Teacher Jiang asked me to help her take the Chinese book to the office. When I got to the office, I went to her desk, where there were many papers, homework and an old red pen. When Mr. Jiang put down his pen and said "thank you" to me kindly, I found that Mr. Jiang's eyes had become a pair of "panda eyes", but those bright eyes had been covered by bloodshot lines. It turns out that Teacher Jiang stayed up all night for us.

Ah! Teacher Jiang! Thank you for your meticulous care and earnest instruction! You are like a lamp in the dark, illuminating our front, and you are like a brand-new ship in the boundless ocean, taking us on a voyage and exploring the vast ocean of knowledge!

I have a friend named xx. In the first grade, I misjudged her for one thing. Because xx was the monitor in the first year of high school, she should remember her name, find some speakers in class and report for dictation. The class began, and the teacher asked xx to dictate.

I think xx is my deskmate and my good friend. Even if I write badly, I won't remember me. I just scribble and my handwriting is ugly. After class, I gave her my notebook. After reading it, she frowned and said sternly, "What's the matter with you? This word is wrong, and this, this, this ... "She chattered a lot and said something that almost made me faint. She let me go to the teacher's office. I thought to myself, "She is so disloyal. Well, I won't be friends with her. If she asks me to find a teacher, she will retaliate against me when she is the monitor! " I am angry and surprised, but what can I do? I walked up to Ding Yuruo in frustration. She said, "What's the matter? Who made you angry?" She asked curiously. I told her the whole story, and she smiled and said, "Oh, I see. You see, I am her good friend! " "I nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

She smiled and said, "I also drew countless red circles in my exercise book, which is what the monitor should do." Before she finished, I retorted, "But you can't be so unkind!" She said earnestly, "the monitor should be fair and just, otherwise how can he manage the whole class?" I can't help blushing. I think: the monitor should be fair to everyone. She is my good friend. I can't help supporting her work! I apologized to her and she forgave me. I finally understood her. Xx, I'm sorry, I was wrong about you.

Your sixth grade composition 4 A person's life must always be accompanied by others in good faith. In our daily life, there is always someone who silently accompanies us. When she succeeds, she is a pistachio. When frustrated, it is a tree hole; When you are confused, it is a compass. That's you. My best friend-Duo Duo, you make me feel good to have you.

I remember that time, I went to the sports meeting with you, one of which was a 4×80 long-distance race. Run 320 meters.

We lined up and started our activities. I'm on your side. The game started with a whistle, and the students in the first row started to run like flies, one by one in a panic, but when they reached the last lap, they were all panting, almost near the finish line, and then they fell to the ground panting.

Finally, it was our turn, and I thought to myself: It looks so difficult. Can I finish the race? You seem to have read my mind. You said, "Come on, you can do it." So, I mustered all my strength. As long as I struggled, I ran to the third place, and I couldn't do it back and forth. Strength. Has long since disappeared without a trace. You encouraged me to say, "You can do it. Don't be a quitter. " Hearing this sentence, I cheered up again and finished the whole race. But my limbs were weak and I fell to the ground. You stepped forward to help me regardless of your physical weakness and difficulties. Suddenly, I threw up directly and spilled it on you. Instead of blaming me, you patted me on the back and asked me, "Are you okay?" Then helped me to the bathroom.

With you, the world will be bright; I will spend a wonderful childhood with you; Life will be full of meaning with you. It's good to have you!

You are one of the most important people in my life and the only shaper and teacher of my bright future. A teacher is a sacred position. His task is to teach us how to study. How did the author improve his grades? I met many teachers from kindergarten to middle school today. But their tasks are unified and beneficial to our students' teachers. When they impart knowledge to us, they will learn it themselves, which is Yin Buquan's own deficiency in the field of knowledge.

Among our most important people, there is actually a good teacher. Teachers are the premise of being good students. In our life, there are 1/4 times when teachers agree. Teachers and we work hard at school every day, every day is full, and every day is never happy. Together with our teachers, we are the other side of the success of our ideal navigator brothers. Teachers are like a ship on the sea, leading us to explore unknown islands.

Our efforts will also become ancient poems said by teachers. The teacher is like a fruit farmer, who is in the mood to water and fertilize us every day and bring us full and huge fruits. We study hard with our teachers. For tomorrow's fruits, teachers and students will work together and reap the same benefits. Some students plagiarize every exam. This is extremely disrespectful to your own behavior and the teacher's behavior. We should throw this away.

I once saw a news that the teacher of a middle school in a city dropped his mobile phone when registering students, and then the students behind saw it and quickly picked it up and handed it to the teacher. We should learn from this gentleman. In order to get along with teachers better, we should know how to behave. Strive for a better tomorrow, teacher. Thank you for accompanying me all the way.

It's good to have you. At first glance, it looks like seeing a sick and anxious mother, but isn't this sentence worthy of others? Of course not.

Walking on spotless streets, have you ever wondered who makes the streets so clean? Whenever you eat fresh fruits and vegetables, have you ever wondered who gave birth to them? Whenever you see wonderful architectural designs, have you ever wondered who built them? There are countless such examples, but they all belong to a glorious group-the working people.

The origin, status and age of this group are different. There are sanitation workers waving brush-like brooms to add charm to this huge urban painting, and there are gardeners dressing up the city with wand-like scissors ... but do they just work for wages? No, or a small number of them are, but most of them are not. Their labor is for the people to have a better life, for the beauty of China, for a young woman, and for China to have both political and military strength and a beautiful environment to meet people.

So, "it's good to have you." Should belong to every working people. Because they not only facilitate our life, but also make our city more beautiful. This is not enough to accept the sentence "It's good to have you!" Like?

You are a gentle person with modest eyes and long hair on your forehead, but after all, we are good friends who grew up together. I thank you for telling me how to be a man, how to cherish friendship, how to recall the past, or how to smile beautifully in the world.

On the road we walked hand in hand, there were mountains, rivers, forests and deserts, but in the face of these difficulties, you took my hand over the mountains and mountains; When I was desperate for life, you made me smile, and I learned to do so. You smile at me, and I can forget everything, as if this is our world.

Back in those days, when you were in the fifth grade, you were sitting next to me. You are shy. As soon as you saw me, I smiled at you and you smiled at me. Although there are no dimples as lovely as others, your simple and honest smile touched my heart. I thought you were stupid when I saw you laughing before, but it warmed up after a long time.

We became good friends. We sat hand in hand with corners of our mouths up, raised our hands, crossed the narrow path together, and smiled at each other when we got home. That's a friend.

You hold my hand and walk on this road. Looking back, I can't help thinking that when we were arguing, I left you a pie mouth and ignored no one. It's obviously my fault, but you came to apologize to me. You did that old trick and said we were good friends. Don't be angry, I left without my head. You must think I'm heartless, but I don't want you to see me cry.

Your sixth grade composition 8 I learned to be strong when you were not by my side; I feel lonely when you are not by my side; When you are not by my side, I learn to be lonely.

When I went back to my primary school (alma mater) in March, I walked through the playground, vaguely showing that we had sweated under the buttonwood tree, and the vows we made together echoed in our ears, walked through the corridor, and returned to the moment of laughing with you in a trance.

I am immersed in the memories of being with you. I can't remember how I got home, but I deeply feel that it is good to have you.

Time flies, in a blink of an eye, I have graduated, and I have no time to linger and stay, so you left me. I still remember that you enlightened my words in the darkest days of my life, and your warm and kind smile in the sun will never be forgotten, nor will I forget it. When I am sad, I will think of everything we have together.

People are always like this. You don't know how to cherish until you lose it

That summer, we turned our backs on each other and left the campus. In that familiar corner, I leaned against the corner, tears fell silently, my hands covered my lips, and my arms trembled slightly. In front of you, I am always strong and heartless, but you never know the fragility behind me.

Our life is like those two different roads, which will only go further and further ... until it disappears at the end of our long memory.

When I came into contact with the new middle school, I realized it was good to have you; I didn't know it was good to have you until I left. It's good to have you until I lose you.

Your sixth grade composition 9 "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun." Whenever I read this poem, I always think of you. Xiao Li, it's good to have you.

Comfort after inspection

"Ding Ding Ding!" As soon as the bell rang, all the students ran out of the "Free Kingdom". The teacher came into the classroom with a pile of test papers in his hand, and we were all very nervous. As time goes on, students become more and more nervous. The teacher called my name and said, "Why did you do so badly in the exam?" I got the test paper and saw the red wrong number on it, just like a person's blood spilled on my test paper. I was so nervous that I was suffocating. I thought to myself: What should I do? If I tell my mother the score, I won't have "fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots"! And you touched my back and said to me, "Nothing, let's work together, don't be sad." Thank you for your encouragement. It's good to have you.

Riding a bike in the park

"Knock!" I heard the doorbell ring, like a horse galloping over. I opened the door and found you with two bicycles. You said to me, "Let's go cycling in the park!" " "I said," all right. "

We went to the park, found a wide place and put our bikes here. You told me your cycling tips, and then I tried. However, as soon as I stood up, I fell down. When others saw me, I didn't smile, just kept a straight face. You've been teaching me, and I don't know how many times I fell. After a while, my hands turned blue, so I put the car aside and sat in the chair. You encouraged me to say, "Failure is the mother of success. Don't lose heart. You are the best. " Hearing these words, I cheered up again. It's good to have you.

Thank you, my friend, it's good to have you!

Your sixth grade composition 10 "Tomorrow, will you still remember the diary you wrote yesterday? Tomorrow, will you still remember the' you' who cried the most?"

In my world, the last person who will betray me is my deskmate. He is excellent in character and study, cheerful and understanding, and I cherish the opportunity to sit at the same table with him.

He listened carefully in class and seemed to be a different person after class. Sometimes I fight with my classmates, stand at the peak and cry for a while. Hey, hey, it's really like crying when you were a child.

You are my best deskmate-Zhao Zhipu.

Although there will be contradictions between us, one of my jokes can make you laugh, and then we will forget those bad memories just now. If I have any questions, you will tell me and you will help me point out my mistakes.

Just like in the fifth grade, when I asked you a question, you not only didn't tell me, but also lectured me: "People are mutual. If you don't help me, I won't help you! " I was listening to a silly circle, and then I thought about it carefully, because you forgot to bring your eraser during the exam. You wanted to borrow mine, but I didn't give it to you. Then you went to Zhang Yixiang to borrow it, and you were almost named by the teacher. This thing is really my fault! Deskmate, I should have lent it to you a long time ago, instead of ignoring you and almost getting you named by the teacher. After class, I found you and apologized to you. So, we are back together.

Over the years, I want to thank you. Because of you, my behavior has been greatly improved. You are my best deskmate Zhao Zhipu. In another month, we will graduate! However, I will never forget you!

Your sixth grade composition 1 1 teacher, I want to say too much to you, and I can't say it at once. Today, you can't hide it if you want to. Many people ask me, "Why?" This sentence. Because today is Teacher's Day, I will tell the teacher everything.

First of all, I thought of one thing, the stick that the teacher taught me. Take the teacher's experience of teaching me for several years. Now a pointer is equal to a big stone. It's really hard to remember that the teacher tried his best to give us a lecture. Speaking of which, I believe you already know what my first sentence is. That is: "teacher, you have worked hard."

With the first sentence, of course there will be a second sentence. That is to wish all teachers a "Happy Teacher's Day". "There is a story in this sentence. One day, I went to school and entered the classroom. I didn't expect my classmates to bring flowers. I am particularly puzzled. Where did this flower come from? They said. " I paid for the flowers myself. "Unexpectedly, these flowers were bought by students with their most precious money. I'm sorry because I didn't buy flowers for my teacher.

I wanted to buy flowers at that time, but the school gate was closed. I want to go home and send a short message to my teacher, wishing him a happy holiday. The students' respect for the teacher moved the teacher to tears, and I am especially grateful here. I looked at the teacher quietly, and the teacher looked more beautiful.

There is such a person in your sixth grade composition 12. Sometimes she is strict, sometimes she is gentle. She is selfless and kind. This person is my mother.

My mother is a selfless person because she often helps people in trouble. In daily life, she always teaches my brother and me to be generous and selfless, not selfish.

She is a strict person. Once I forgot to brush my shoes. My mother saw it and said angrily, "haven't I told you several times?" Why don't you brush your shoes yourself! " I said, "It's so cold today that I have a cold. Can't you brush it for me? " When my mother heard this, she immediately shouted, "It's a good habit to brush your shoes yourself." Although my mother said so verbally, she finally helped me brush my shoes.

She is a gentle person. I remember that I was only in the second grade at that time. I accidentally twisted a film on the outside of my foot bone, which accidentally cracked and almost hurt my bone. Because the classroom was on the second floor, my feet couldn't walk at that time, so my mother carried me to the classroom bit by bit. Her sweat dripped on the stairs of the first step. I saw it, and the tears immediately spread to her eyes and almost fell on her clothes.

When I am sad to cry, she will say, "Be strong and sleep it off. Believe me, tomorrow will be a beautiful and happy day. " After listening, I seem to have the motivation, and I am not so sad in an instant.

She is a kind person. Mother often sees cleaners in the street and buys them water every time. I asked my mother why she did it. My mother said, "Because of their efforts, our environment will become so clean and beautiful."

Mom, it's good to have you. To me, you are like a big tree, a warm harbor. All your excellent qualities will affect me deeply forever.

Your sixth grade composition 13 You are an unexpected existence in my life. I thought my parents would only have one child. I thought I was lonely all my childhood, but your birth changed my quiet life.

When you were a few months old, the little guy in MengMeng slept so quietly. I am full of curiosity about you. I always want to hold your hand, fiddle with your hair and kiss your little face. Every time I see you, my heart is warm. Aha, I have a lovely little brother!

When you finally grow up, you can say some simple conversations. When you first called your sister, I was a kind of unspeakable joy and excitement. I have been holding you and kissing you. Aha, it's great to be my sister.

When you started to learn to walk, you held my hand and stumbled all the way, but you refused to give up. You fell, got up and walked, walked and fell, looking at your stubborn little back. I said to myself, I want to protect you, my dearest brother.

When you can run steadily without my sister's protection, you must protect me. You said to me in a milk voice, "Sister, I am a little man and want to protect you." At that time, I just thought it was a joke, but when my father pretended to hit me, you rushed up and squatted on me to protect me, crying at my father: "Don't hit my sister, don't hit my sister!" " In an instant, tears moistened my eyes and hugged your little body, and I was speechless.

Every time I go shopping, I will say, "buy one for your sister, buy one for your sister!" " "Listening to my mother talk about all this is a deeper love and concern for you. At this moment, I want to say, baby, it's good to have you!

Your sixth-grade composition teacher 14, I want to tell you that you are like a diligent gardener, watering every flower of our motherland, prompting us to grow sturdily and let us bloom in a beautiful garden; Teacher, I want to tell you that you are a signpost in our life, guiding us in the right direction; Teacher, I want to tell you that you are the torch that we hope to burn ourselves and illuminate our bright road.

Some people say that you are a silkworm, and you can't spit out that endless love until you die. Some people say that you are a lighthouse, guiding the direction of our life. Others say that you are a candle, burning yourself and illuminating the bright road ahead of us. But for me, your love can't be expressed in words.

Teacher, you expect us to be the pillars of the motherland. But we are not as smart and diligent as you think. You broke your heart for our study. You guide us to grow up bit by bit, and you always struggle to shout, "How come so many people didn't do their homework today!" " "But we didn't realize your fatigue, and regarded you as the' big devil' who evaded your pursuit.

Teachers, a sacred profession. This is great and difficult. He made selfless contributions to us. Teacher: I want to say to you: "Teacher, I will not live up to your expectations and be a pillar of talent in the future."

Do you know your sixth grade composition 15? How excited and honored I was when the teacher announced that you were my deskmate. We had only one class relationship, but because of the same excellent grades, we were also selected by the teacher and became your partners.

We don't know each other, but we can't handle all kinds of things together because of the teacher's arrangement.

Through various aspects, we have been partners together for a long time and got to know each other to some extent.

Do you remember? Facing the same enemy, we are United as one. Work hard together in study and bravely climb the peak of school. After school, I risked being caught by the teacher to discuss all kinds of things in my life on the school balcony. It's great to be with you for a while.

When I met you, I felt that everything in the world was incredible. I never thought there was another solution to this kind of thing, but you can figure it out. I'm really impressed with you.

I remember that I was usually very proud, and I only got 89 points in math. This kind of achievement is incredible to me. You got full marks. I was very sad, but nobody paid attention to me. When the tears were really about to hold back, you told me not to cry easily. Crying is the most useless thing in the world. Come on, I'll stay with you. Because your short sentence filled me with confidence again.

Thank you for your company for three years. After six years of primary school, the task has become more substantial. We are going to graduate. A little sad. But I wish you a good grade.