Harvest the sixth grade composition

In our daily life, everyone will come into contact with composition to some extent, which can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). How to write a good composition? The following is my sixth grade composition, which is for reference only. I hope it will help you.

Harvest 1 In fact, falling flower is not sad, but he is maturing step by step.

Early in the morning, I was walking on the path near my home, and the breeze blew on my face, mixed with the fragrance of the earth. The grass on the roadside is smiling, because he is accompanied by dew. Under the sunshine, it's so beautiful! I also took a deep breath of fresh air. Wow, it's so comfortable!

Suddenly, several Chinese roses caught my attention.

The flowers are still there, but many petals have fallen off and spilled all over the floor. Very bleak. Just now, my interest slowly dissipated, just staring at the petals scattered all over the floor. Beauty is always short-lived and can't last forever. ...

I gawk at Chinese rose, my thoughts are like running water, and I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Little girl, what are you thinking?" , hey? I looked up, and it turned out to be an old man who came out for morning exercise. A shiny beard, but it looks very energetic! The old man said, "Little classmate, are you watching the fallen flowers?" I can't help but nod my head: "Yes". The old man smiled and said, "It turned out to be Xiaolin Daiyu!" I smiled strangely and unnaturally. "Isn't there an ancient poem that says so? Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective. " The old man squinted and said seriously, "If you think so, the fallen flower is actually preparing for the opening up next year. If there are no fallen flowers, how can the flowers bloom so charming next year? " It is the gradual maturity of flowers! This is an indispensable part of the flower opening process ... "

I looked up and seemed to see the flowers smiling at me, and I seemed to see the light again.

Yes, I always wonder how sad it is when flowers bloom and fall. In fact, I am also happy when the flowers fall!

At the age of fifteen, I have gained a maturity, and I will cherish it. Like a silent fallen flower. Open quietly, drop quietly. Think about the future and move on. ...

In the face of failure, optimistic people will regard it as the cornerstone of success; Pessimists will see it as a bottomless pit. On the long road of life, we should learn to be an optimistic person and regard failure as a kind of gain.

Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for disease. How can you cure your illness without that terrible medicine? Similarly, failure is painful. No pains, no gains.

Edison, the inventor of electric light, tried thousands of times to find a better filament, but all failed. Finally, tungsten was found to be a filament. He regards repeated failures as experiences and lessons, accumulates experience again and again, and finally succeeds.

"Failure is the mother of success", without failure, there is no success; Just like sailors don't want calm, because calm doesn't make good sailors, they want a rough sea.

Su Dongpo, a poet of the first generation, faced with the frustration of officialdom, went boating in Chibi, studied recipes and enjoyed himself. Faced with the failure of officialdom, he lived with a heroic mind and an optimistic attitude, and achieved many masterpieces.

In life, setbacks and failures often go hand in hand. When I was studying, I failed an exam once. If you learn from your experience, you won't make the same mistake next time. At work, one mistake makes another. If you remember the lesson of this mistake, you won't make the same mistake next time.

"A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise", and there will always be failures in life. To treat failure correctly, we should regard it as a harvest, a harvest of experience and lessons.

"Hard work pays off, hard work pays off, and three thousand Yue families can swallow Wu." Gou Jian, the king of Yue, was defeated by the king of Wu. He has no silence in pain and can't extricate himself. But diligent and loving the people, and finally destroyed the State of Wu, making the State of Yue stronger than before. Imagine, if there were no lessons from this failure, would Gou Jian, the king of Yue, still make great efforts? All this is still unknown.

Failure often happens. As long as you take it as a mirror and let it reflect your shortcomings, correcting it is an intangible gain.

Once I got my sixth grade composition and went to my classmate's house to play. My classmate told me that every time he finished housework, his parents would give him some "tips". I think: I usually do a lot of housework at home I don't have pocket money either. What will happen if I do this?

The next day, I did housework consciously: washing clothes, making breakfast, washing dishes and cleaning the room. ...

To tell the truth, my home has always been so clean, and it has been much cleaner. Mom and Dad said happily, "Oh dear! Children are sensible and will help their parents do things! " I had a smug smile on my face and thought, haha! My parents should agree to my request! "Ring ..." The phone rang suddenly, as if it were aimed at me. I took a look and thought, what makes you object? "Mom and Dad, this piece of paper has the money I just paid for doing housework. ***20 yuan, please pay! " I walked up to my parents, holding a piece of paper in my hand, and said cunningly, my parents said, "Son, we will pay your salary, but please pay the food, clothes and tuition for the past ten years first ..." I ran back to my room, clutching my ears, and thought angrily: If you don't give it, you won't give it!

When I got up in the morning, I found a piece of paper next to the alarm clock, which read: Daughter, don't use money to measure everyone around you. Family is more important than money. There are many things in the world that money can't buy.

Looking at the note, I recalled my parents' concern for me before: in winter, my mother gave me a quilt regardless of the cold wind; When I forgot to bring my exercise book, my father took time out of his busy schedule to send it to me ... my eyes were wet and tears came out. I really want to say "I'm sorry, I was wrong!" " "It turns out that I am harvesting love every moment of every day!

Autumn is the harvest season. Persimmon is red, rice is yellow, and peanuts are ripe ... This autumn, I came to the countryside and learned to dig peanuts from my grandmother.

When I came to the peanut field, I saw that some leaves on the peanut vine were yellow, some were yellow-green, and some were green, which looked full of vitality. I know there must be many peanut babies on the peanut roots under the soil.

I picked up the shovel my grandmother gave me and dug it up at once. I thought I could gain something by turning over the soil easily, but I tried my best and my hands were red, and I still didn't see a peanut. Oh, what a disappointment. Originally excited, I had to sit quietly and watch grandma dig. I saw her with a shovel in one hand and a peanut vine in the other, and then she suddenly inserted the shovel into the soil. At this time, she didn't dig the soil like me, but shook the shovel up and down, left and right, and then continued to dig deep. Then gently pry, the whole peanut was uprooted, peanuts hung on the roots like beads, watery like fat dolls. Without my admiring eyes, she continued to dig the next tree.

I also repeated my grandmother's movements: grab, insert, dig, shake and pull. Finally, I successfully harvested the first peanut in my life. In the sun, the peanuts wrapped in soil show a little yellowish brown. I couldn't wait to shake the soil off the peanuts, but I threw it all over because I tried too hard. Grandma couldn't help laughing: "Look at your impatience, it's terrible!" " I laughed myself.

In our laughter, peanuts dug basket after basket, which was really a bumper harvest. This experience has also become my biggest harvest in this autumn.

Looking at the skateboard covered with cobwebs in front of me, I can't help but feel ripples in my heart, because this skateboard has made me suffer and taste sweet! Looking at this skateboard, my thoughts drifted to the past.

I still remember that day, my mother and I sat in the square and watched others dance square dance. Sweet music and beautiful dance fascinated me quickly, and I couldn't help shaking my body with the music. Suddenly, I saw a little boy stepping on a strange thing. Out of curiosity, I opened my eyes wide and stared at what was under the boy's feet. I eagerly said to my mother, "Mom, I want something like that!" " "He pointed his finger at the little boy's foot. At first, my mother refused. She said, "I think you only have three minutes of fever. As soon as the heat is over, I don't know where you threw the skateboard! " "But I can't, my mother promised to buy it for me.

Looking at my skateboard, I don't know how excited I am, so that I have been waiting for my mother with my skateboard at the door before dawn. My mother helped me skate after I got up, but I regretted it as soon as I stepped on the skateboard, because I was afraid that I would come as soon as I got up and not move. Mother was impatient and asked me to hold the wall to practice.

The rising sun covered the earth, and the golden sunshine made me unable to open my eyes, which made me even more irritable. "I don't practice, it's really annoying!" "I shouted, throwing the skateboard heavily on the ground.

After my mother knew it, she said to me earnestly, "Go in and keep doing things. The fruit you planted will only be sweet if you eat it." Don't give up halfway, but ... "Before my mother finished, I ran out alone and practiced again with a skateboard.

I fell down, got up and hurt my arm. Rub it, quietly wipe away my tears and continue to practice ... so I practiced for two hours and finally got it. I let out a cry and let out my inner joy.

Although it seems like a trivial matter, you don't know how much it affects me. After all, it was the first time in my memory that I tasted the sweetness of success!

Harvest sixth grade composition 6 "Why are you always in such a hurry?" I asked you, pointing to your nose.

When can I slow down?

You should have never seen the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in spring! The drizzle falling in the air, like a needle and thread, embroidered a beautiful Jiangnan. Whose roof is full of smoke? Whose house has an attractive smell of food? Who plays the piano in the pavilion under the rain? Who let the peach blossom bloom on the branches? Who let the breeze slip through the tender willows? You don't even know!

When did the lotus in the pond grow out of the mud, with rare purity in the world, telling an unknown story underwater in the wind? When did the camphor trees on both sides of the campus road put on thick green coats, dividing the hot summer sunshine into tiny pieces? When did the rain grow in Mao Mao, and thunder, lightning and strong winds broke into people's field of vision? Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what?

The green wheat seedlings in the summer fields have bent down and picked up the golden color of the sunset. Yesterday, those proud blooming flowers have merged into the night. Only the late chrysanthemum hurriedly put on an evening dress with a slightly curled skirt and danced alone. Fallen leaves are flying in the air, and I don't know who I miss. Did you see these?

Inadvertently, the first snow this year has fallen; Inadvertently, everyone put on Christmas hats and hung stockings on the bedside; Inadvertently, there was a zero-point bell on the TV screen; Inadvertently, a year passed. ...

How long is a year in your eyes? Is it like that saying that "a year is a day"?

When can I slow down?

Walking leisurely in the spring rain, instead of running around in school uniforms;

Savor charming paintings in the shade of champagne instead of complaining about sunspots;

Write down your thoughts on the fallen leaves and let them go with the wind, instead of taking off the autumn colors that fall on your hair in disgust;

On Christmas Eve, I bought a Christmas hat and put my dream in my socks instead of thinking about the upcoming final exam. It was not until the next day that I realized that the head of Santa Claus had been posted at the door of the store.

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"Slow down is also a kind of harvest! Did you hear that? It's time to rush yourself ... "

At noon on a sunny Sunday, my mother took me to the field training camp in Yan Di Garden. I want to exercise my "sapling" who has never experienced wind and rain.

There are many training programs in the training camp: single parallel bars, climbing ladders, swinging, and walking the suspension bridge ... My mother chose Climbing the High Net for me. I reluctantly walked up to it and looked up. Rope wall height15m. I felt the soft and thin hemp rope and pulled it hard. The rope wall immediately put on a ferocious face as if to eat me. I backed out and frowned and said to my mother, "Mom, look at this soft and thin rope. It can't support my weight at all. It's not safe at all! " My mother touched my head, pointed to the children who were climbing and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you see those children have climbed up safely." My mother believes that you will be as brave as them! " "My mother's comfort made me a little more practical and gave me courage.

So, I started a long "climbing journey". Before I reached 5 meters, I found myself in a very dangerous situation, and the hemp rope shook my head when I climbed. From a distance, I look like a fallen leaf caught by the wind, clinging to the rope wall and tottering. After a while, my arms were crisp, I was sleepy, my legs and feet were weak, and I couldn't hold on any longer. I kept cheering myself up and reminding myself not to look down, but my eyes still failed to look down at the ground, and the more I looked, the more scared I became. If I don't hurry, won't it break if I fall? Just when I was exhausted and scared to death, my mother's voice came over: "Baby, come on! Do not give up! You will succeed! "

My mother's encouragement, like a flash of lightning, dispelled the haze of fear in my heart. I want to be as brave and strong as Tintin in Tintin Adventures. So I got up the courage, used my hands and feet, kept looking up, climbed up carefully step by step, and finally climbed to the highest point. I waved to my mother happily and shouted, "Mom, I finally succeeded!" " I am brave! "

This time, I learned how to overcome my fear and gain courage. I am so proud!

Harvest the sixth grade composition 8 "Megson" is the cradle of my English learning. Here, I have gained knowledge, happiness, friendship and more unforgettable success.

I remember last March, on a beautiful spring day, the teacher came into the classroom and said to us with a big smile, "I have good news to tell you." We are going to select some students to take the TOEFL test. " "TOEFL?" We exclaimed, isn't that an American English exam? The teacher went on to say, "Yes! The teacher wants you to learn a lot. This exam is an American question, which is specially aimed at the English proficiency test for primary school students. If you can participate, it is also a good exercise for yourself! "When the teacher announced that I would take the exam, I felt uneasy. The teacher encouraged us: "I believe that as long as you work hard, you will get something." "

Two months of preparation for the exam began. The TOEFL test is characterized by a large vocabulary. You must recite more than 50 words every day and be familiar with 20 sentence patterns. However, in addition to my school homework, I have to do Olympiad, play the piano and bassoon every day. I'm too busy! Just preparing for the exam for a week, I want to give up. After my mother knew it, she said to me earnestly, "I believe you can do what others can do." Nothing is difficult for those who are willing to try. As long as you work hard, there is no obstacle for people. "After listening to my mother's words, I regained my confidence and continued to review. Get up before 6 o'clock every morning to recite words; I finish my homework every night, it's almost 9 o'clock, and I still insist on dictation and get familiar with sentence patterns. During the May Day holiday, I gave up my rest and took part in training for several days. Those two months, preparing for the exam was really tiring.

One day in May, finally ushered in the TOEFL test. The TOEFL test results have been announced, which is really a blessing for your efforts! I got a perfect score of 109 in reading and 106 in listening.

With my efforts, I have achieved success.

This experience helped me overcome my fear, and my neighbor Xiaoling also helped me gain courage.

In the third grade, Xiao Lin and I learned to ride a bike in the garden downstairs. Ever since I learned to ride a bike, I have competed with Xiaoling, who rides fast. Once, we were at the same speed. I tried to overtake Xiaoling at a corner, so I stepped on the car hard. I just learned to ride a bike at that time. The more wit, the less courage. Forget what my mother said, "Don't accelerate the turn, it will hurt." When I turned the corner, I turned too fast and fell heavily to the ground.

Xiaoling immediately stopped her bike and gently helped me up. I hurt my knee and endured the pain and said to Xiaoling, "Let's go home and have a rest first and come out to play another day!" " "Xiaoling nodded and silently helped me upstairs. When I get home to apply medicine, my heart is sour, and there is always an unspeakable taste.

Since then, I have been riding a bike very slowly, and I have no courage to compete with Xiaoling anymore.

On that occasion, Xiaoling asked me to ride a bike in the garden on Saturday afternoon. When I arrived as scheduled, Xiaoling suddenly offered to compete. I quickly waved my hand and said, "I, I can't. You must have won. I ride too slowly! "

"Oh, find your feeling of' speed and passion' at that time!" Xiaoling said. In the end, I couldn't compete with Xiaoling, so I had to compete with her.

I rode smoothly in the first game, but I didn't dare to pedal again at that corner, and the speed of riding was not as good as before.

"You take out your true level! Let me show you how to ride! " She imitated my appearance. "The speed of swinging from side to side is different from that of a snail. I remember this is not your style! " "

I won't be convinced that the goading method worked successfully for me, so I overcame this hurdle in my heart and bravely met the challenge.

In the second game, I was emboldened and rode faster than Xiaoling. I was very happy.

I have the courage, and I will have an indissoluble bond with bicycles.

Harvest the sixth grade composition 10 In the spring and March, the weather is still cold. I am too lazy to go out, take out my mobile phone and brush WeChat casually.

Click on WeChat, pull it down, and a small program appears-Jump, is it a game? Give it a try! According to the above teaching method, the chess piece actually jumped to the next box. Suddenly, a square that looks like a wallet appeared in front of me. I'm curious, so I just keep clicking and it keeps jumping. Finally it fell, but the red envelope couldn't be opened. I guess this is just a model.

The sun shines obliquely into the room, sometimes with strong light and sometimes with weak light. I was extremely curious about strange things, so I ordered "one more game"

When my brother came back, I told him my new discovery. He took the phone, clicked it, seemed familiar, and began to fight. Halfway through the song, it seemed that a very classical music box stopped. After waiting for a few seconds, the score was actually superimposed by 30 points at a time. I was dumbfounded to see this result. In the back, there are many such bonus boxes. It was not until more than 400 minutes ago that my brother fell down. Although it is a game, I feel deeply sorry for him.

When it was my turn again, it was still a series of mistakes. I lost many opportunities and felt a little lost. If only I could jump back.

At night, I was lying in bed, and the moonlight lit up the room, constantly thinking about a question: What did the developer of this game want to express? The brain is running at high speed, and I seem to understand something. ...

Perhaps, life is like "jumping", and there is only one chance. If something is wrong, it will be too late, because there is no regret medicine in the world. So we must cherish and grasp every opportunity in our study and life, and we must not waste it.

Accidentally harvested the sixth grade composition 1 1, and found that the wintersweet on campus was in full bloom, only to remember that the New Year had arrived. I really gained a lot in the past year.

In the past year, I have gained something and learned to appreciate it.

There has always been an expert in learning in my class, and he is equally divided with me every time. Every time I meet, I always pile up a fake smile, but in my heart, I am one hundred and one thousand people who don't like her.

Once, my composition was successful, and the teacher asked me to read it in class. After reading it, I didn't forget to glance at the opponent sitting below, fascinated by it, and then walked off the platform leisurely. No sooner had I sat down than thunderous applause broke out around me. I was surprised to find that my opponent in my heart was smiling at me and clapping with difficulty.

I just found out that my former self was really narrow, too narrow!

Since then, I have been praised.

In the past year, I have gained tolerance.

That time, the teacher changed the position of our class with great fanfare. I am extremely dissatisfied with my new deskmate. I don't like him, and he hates me. So we became sworn enemies.

One day, I went to see my teacher and asked angrily and strongly to change my deskmate. The teacher calmly and seriously explained to me: What should we do to learn tolerance? What's the point of being calm ... What the teacher said was in vain-I didn't listen to a word. I'm just thinking: everything will be fine as long as it is turned on! But in the end, the teacher declined my request for transposition.

Until that day in class, the teacher found that there would be a dispute between me and my deskmate in class, which would affect myself and others, so I changed my deskmate.

Later, I found that my deskmate was not as bad as I thought, so I regretted it. Regret that you are not tolerant and calm enough.

It was also at that time that I learned tolerance and gained calmness.

Over the past year, I have made progress, I have grown up, I have gained, I have gained appreciation, I have gained tolerance and calmness.

Harvest 12 All the difficulties and obstacles in life will be our experiences again and again in life. There are all kinds of difficulties waiting for you to overcome on the road of life, and often after overcoming these difficulties, we will gain a lot and benefit a lot.

"Why can't Mongolians and China people love each other so much?" The unity and mutual assistance between the famous ethnic groups and the sincere feelings between the two ethnic groups came from me. I really realized Mr. Lao She's love for the famous ethnic groups and the boundless love for the grasslands. At this time, the warm current of Mongolian and Han people as one family has soaked the reader's whole body. "Poplar trees have always been so tall and straight, so strong, not weak and unshakable." Poplar's strength in the endless desert has already become a desert hero. Your indestructible image is commensurate with the builder of Xinjiang, the pillar of the country and the pride of the motherland! "My son replied, I have never heard that peacocks are the owner's poultry." Yang's son is clever and witty, and people can't put it down. I feel that the Chinese language is profound, unfathomable and exquisite. We should study this colorful China culture.

What impressed me the most was "giving your own flowers to others". This meaningful sentence has always inspired my life philosophy of "everyone for me and I for everyone". In other words, everyone should have others in mind, have a sense of social responsibility, take practical actions for the sake of the public and do their duty for the society. If everyone thinks so, doing so will inevitably lead to everyone's results for me.

In reality, if we do the same in society, we will certainly get the results we all want. There are hundreds of books in the book corner. If no one donates a book, no one will put more books in succession. From then on, I realized a profound truth: everyone is for me and I am for everyone. The world is so big that only if you give it to others will others repay you.

As long as everyone gives a love, the world will be better!

Harvest Sixth Grade Composition 13 20xx On Saturday, September 7th, Zhifang Town Zhibei Primary School was in a festive scene: at seven o'clock in the morning, Mr. Chang led everyone to draw eyebrows, lips and blushes for the children, and the smiling faces of the children were even brighter (originally, teachers and children were going to Zhifang Town to celebrate the 29th Teachers' Day and commendation meeting. )

At nine o'clock in the morning, all the teachers of Zhibei Primary School, led by President Li Kangyi, sat neatly in the main venue. In recent years, with the efforts of Qi Xin, all the teachers in Zhibei Primary School, they are down-to-earth, keep pace with the times, and do every job conscientiously. The standardized management of the school and the level of education and teaching have made great progress every year, and the school has been rated as "advanced unit of education and teaching management, excellent educator, excellent class teacher and excellent teacher". Nearly 40% of the teachers in the school were commended. These are inseparable from the care and support of Ruzhou Education and Sports Bureau, Zhifang Town Party Committee and Government, Zhifang Central School and Zhibei Village Committee. Flowers bloom inside the wall and smell sweet outside. The size of the school has nearly doubled from less than 400 students to more than 600 today, making it one of the largest primary schools in Zhifang Town.

The whole Teacher's Day celebration and commendation meeting fully reflected the strong support of Ruzhou Education and Sports Bureau, the Party Committee and government of Zhifang Town for the education of Zhifang, and the correct guidance of the leaders of central schools such as President Zhen Tiexi. Finally, the chorus in Zhibei Primary School-"The Lion of Lugou Bridge" and "Defending the Yellow River" pushed the meeting to a climax! This celebration and commendation meeting was a complete success.

With the correct guidance of the competent authorities, the correct guidance of President Li Kangyi and the unity of all teachers, I believe that the future of Zhibei Primary School will be better!

If my mother's love for me is compared to stars, my love for my mother is compared to white clouds. Then, the sky in Wan Li is cloudless and starry in Wan Li. When it is cloudy, the experience will be a kind of gain.

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A public service advertisement on TV interrupted me.

A mother was washing the old man's feet. The little boy saw it and brought water to wash his mother's feet. Seeing this, my heart was touched, so I quickly shared this advertisement with my mother who was sewing buttons with her head down. Without looking up, I smiled and said, "If only your mother had that blessing."

I took a joke seriously and decided to do something for my mother.

Pacing back and forth in the room, the time slipped to five o'clock unconsciously. What should I do? Got it! I want to make a bowl of noodles for my mother!

The water in the pot boiled, accompanied by the sound of noodles falling to the ground and bowls breaking. This time, the noodle making ended in failure. Mother heard the sound and quickly pulled me out of the kitchen. I was about to go back to the kitchen to clean the broken glass when I suddenly said, "Mom, I just want to make noodles for you!" " "Mom smiled and turned and walked into the kitchen.

Rice churns in water, and water sublimates in rice, and the two are intertwined. Through the crack of the door, I saw that the years had targeted my mother. I don't know when, the silver thread has quietly climbed up her black and bright hair, and there are crow's feet in her eyes. Those hands that are no longer smooth skillfully cut shallots. ...

My mother brought noodles. I asked my mother to eat with me, and she said, "I'm not hungry. You eat." Stubborn, I handed the chopsticks to my mother. My mother couldn't beat me, so she had to eat with me with chopsticks. At that moment, there was an unspeakable taste in my heart.

Not only the heat of noodles, but also serious tears have blurred my eyes. At that moment, I understood that my mother was so easy to satisfy. At this time, the affection in my heart quietly blooms like a bud.

Experience is a kind of training, which makes me know a lot and gain a lot. It turns out that this is also a success!

Today, the sun is shining and the earth is warm. My mother-in-law offered to give her two puppies a bath, and I readily agreed.

So my mother-in-law and I went to send hot water to Huahua and Didi, and prepared to give them a hot bath. My mother-in-law washed "Huahua" in the bucket with toilet water, and I washed "Diu Diu" in the bucket with bath water. The hot water will soon be full. My mother-in-law and I shouted together: "Diu Diu, Huahua is coming to take a bath!" " "But' Huahua' and' Diu Diu' ran away like disobedient war horses when they heard the word' bath'." Huahua curled up in the nest, and the group of fears turned into a snow-white ball; Diu Diu fled to a wooden box, hid his head inside, and the second half was exposed. This is actually a cover-up In a short time, her mother-in-law arrested them one by one.

I started taking a shower. I'll learn from my mother-in-law and wash it with hot water. And I took a look. I lost weight. Is this the legendary "Reservoir Dogs"? Then I carefully wiped the drops with soap as my mother-in-law said. But I don't know whether to bathe myself or diu diu. As soon as I cleaned myself up, he jumped around and threw soap bubbles in my face, making me look like a white-bearded grandfather.

Look at your mother-in-law, gently soaping the flowers. Huahua at this time is really like a quiet little princess. My mother-in-law looked at my copy and smiled and said, "You have Didi in one hand, so you can soap Didi with the other hand." Only then did I know that I had never held Didi hard from beginning to end. After using my mother-in-law's method, I finished washing Didiu in a short time, but before we washed Didiu and Huahua, they ran around impatiently in the living room, causing my mother-in-law and I to mop the floor and catch the dog behind, complaining bitterly.

I am very happy to look at these two lovely and clean puppies. Because from this incident, I not only learned to bathe the dog, but also helped my mother-in-law with housework and gained a special happiness!