Unforgettable composition of primary school life 600-word sixth-grade narrative (selected 6 articles)

Primary school life is over. Do you still remember your primary school life these years? Do you have any unforgettable people or stories in your primary school life? The following is the 600-word sixth-grade narrative of unforgettable primary school life composition (selected 6 articles) compiled by me for your reference only. Welcome to read this article.

Chapter 1: Unforgettable composition of primary school life The selection of 600-word sixth-grade narrative is dazzling. My six-year primary school study life is about to pass away. When I think of those things, I can't help but miss them.

That morning, at the end of the third class, a boy in the class laughed at me for being a big stupid pig. I was so angry that my mouth twitched, but immediately there was another "evil smile" on my face. Although he is born with a clever look, he is more mature than his peers. I took off my coat and took it in my hand as a whip, beating the man to tears and running around the rest area like a wolf. When I returned to the classroom after class, I gave him a bad look, meaning that if you dare to say anything, I will hurt you! Since then, no one has dared to bully me.

The second grade of primary school is my most wronged and timid year. At that time, I separated from the famous "little bully" in my class and became my deskmate. During that time, he always told me to do things in a commanding tone. Maybe he is used to being clever at home, and I actually listen to him. When I reacted, I began to resist, and our war broke out. That day, he ordered me to tie his shoelaces. How can this young lady obey him? "I tie my own shoelaces. Why do you want me? " "Isn't it!" He glared at me and said with a slight threat.

"no!" Not to be outdone, I held my head high and refused him with confidence. But the next second, my noble head will be lowered. In my memory, in an instant, a huge and powerful slap came, and with a bang, my head tilted, and my left cheek felt a burning pain, leaving a clearly visible slap outline on my face. I bit my lip to keep my tears from coming out. My parents don't want to hit me in the face. You want to fan me, fan as hard as you want!

That's when I knew what hate was! Thinking of this, I am wronged and angry!

In my primary school career, I remember these two things best. One is dignified, the other makes me feel wronged and angry, but it also adds a lot of color to my primary school career.

Chapter 2: Unforgettable Primary School Life Composition 600-word Selection The narrative of the sixth grade time is like a sharp arrow that flies away from the primary school for six years in a blink of an eye. In the more than 2,000 days that have flown by, students' joys and sorrows and grievances are recorded.

Time waits for no one. I will leave my alma mater and classmates in one month. The gate of the campus is still so high, but we have been in and out for several years. Thinking about the first day of primary school, my mother took me from this gate to a place full of strangeness, and then I met a group of strangers, and the strange teacher gave us the first lesson ... Later, I gradually became familiar with this place and gradually integrated into this class and this school. ...

The teaching building is so high, and the classroom is still so bright and tidy. We had an open class here and shouted "Hello, Teacher" and "Goodbye, Teacher" countless times, full of unchanging friendship for teachers. I remember that at the beginning of the class, when the teacher didn't come, there was a "vegetable market" in the classroom, and then I don't know who suddenly shouted "the teacher is coming", which scared the students to quiet down instantly. ...

The playground is still big and green. In the past, our class was here, sweating like rain at the sports meeting, working hard and uniting as one, in exchange for a certificate symbolizing honor and cheers from the students; On the physical education class, we had a good time here, and laughter filled the whole campus. ...

Now look at our old photos. At that time, we were still a group of children who were not sensible. Every photo looks so bitter, but it always smiles so sweet. ...

I have grown a lot in this campus, becoming smarter, stronger, more honest, more United and more reluctant. ...

All good things must come to an end. Students at school can't stay with us for life. The road ahead depends on me. Farewell, dear teacher, farewell, dear classmates, farewell, alma mater! I hope we can meet again in the future!

Chapter III: Unforgettable Primary School Life Composition 600-word Selection The childhood narrative of the sixth grade is nostalgic. From a newborn baby who knows nothing to a caring little girl who is about to graduate, life records my growth like a diary, and the most perfect thing is my primary school life.

When I talk about my primary school life, I will inadvertently think of those lovely teachers who spread knowledge to us like gardeners and candles: gentle teacher Zhang, kind teacher Gao, humorous teacher Pang, lovely teacher Qian, kind teacher Ji, beautiful teacher Hong, earnest teacher Guo, careful teacher Ding, responsible teacher Zhou, childish teacher Chen and teacher Xiao Jiang ... It gave me strength and taught me. It was they who extended a pair of loving hands when I was in trouble, they taught and educated people, and children like us became the future and pride of our motherland. It is because of them that my primary school life is warmer.

Of course, childlike innocence and friendship are indispensable in my growth. In my primary school life, I have many small partners to accompany me. They are very pure. They dye my little doll's heart red and join their world. When I first met the first day of junior high school, my friends were just playing and laughing, but after a long time, I have experienced many ups and downs. My "best friend" and I can share weal and woe for our friendship, and we will feel happier than those who are usually not sensible. I think, as long as I have friends, I will release bright sunshine in my life. Being with them, I feel that time passes very quickly, so I cherish it more, because I was full of energy at that time. Because of them, my primary school life is much happier.

My primary school life is so colorful that I am about to graduate from the sixth grade. I have an idea that I really want to go through my primary school life again and return to that carefree and happy me!

Chapter IV: Unforgettable Composition of Primary School Life 600 words The past days are like smoke, blown away by the breeze and melted by Chu Yang. Seeing that six years of primary school life passed by, I couldn't help but burst into tears ... I thought I was leaving my alma mater to say goodbye to her when I entered school that year. And this unforgettable six-year primary school life, has been lingering, forever branded in my childhood memory.

I can't forget the scene when I first entered school. At that time, it was strange everywhere. I was timid and scared. I met my head teacher, Miss ——xx. In a vague memory, she smiled and stroked my head and said I was smart. It was her encouragement and smile that infected me and made me confident in the campus, facing the sunshine and not afraid anymore.

I can't forget the teacher's composition class. It opened like a magic key. I closed the door of composition all the year round, which changed my composition from the bottom to the top. I can't forget my teacher's patience, which makes mathematics no longer boring and numbers become interesting symbols. ...

I can't forget the exciting sports meeting. It's our sixth grade men's relay race. I watched my good friend xx run away with the baton. He raced against time, cut off all the way and rushed to the finish line, leaving no chance for his opponent. As a result, he fell to the ground one step away from the finish line and couldn't get up. He watched all the runners cross the finish line, but there was nothing he could do.

A small mistake, let this first place away from us. But we didn't laugh at him. Because we know that we are a collective, we should share weal and woe.

I will never forget that when I left my alma mater and transferred to a new primary school, I always thought of me, of me who was gentle and considerate, and of my caring teacher Sun. In order to cultivate me, she took pains to put me in their class. I can't forget the help and encouragement from my new classmates-XX, XX and others.

I can't forget it, I can't forget it, I will never forget it ... Primary school life is like a pearl, which gives me endless aftertaste. Another example is the water in the river, which goes down the river and never returns ... Time, after half a year, can I see my alma mater again?

Chapter Five: Unforgettable Composition of Primary School Life 600-word Narrative Selection of Grade Six is approaching graduation. I not only recall the details of primary school students' life in the past six years, but also play together, exercise together and study hard together, just as it happened yesterday. However, it won't be long before we are separated. It's better to go to a new junior high school life and I won't be happy if I don't see my dear classmates.

Think of the excitement when I first entered the campus six years ago, and think of talking and laughing with my dear classmates; Think of the scene of studying hard together in class; The students cheered with joy when they thought of winning the first prize in the singing contest. It is even sadder to think that it won't be long before everyone will be separated and assigned to different schools and classes.

Reluctant to study here for six years; I can't forget my dear classmates who worked hard together; Can't let go of the amiable teacher; Can't erase the good memories together. We cried together, quarreled together and hated together, but none of them can ruin our six-year classmate friendship.

In these six years, we have experienced too many things together, too many to count. Experienced ups and downs, let us know how precious it is. We had conflicts with each other, and sometimes even quarreled over trifles, which made me know that friendship is precious and fragile at the same time. I have encountered some obstacles, but after these experiences, I believe that our friendship is woven by happiness, comfort, encouragement, help and tolerance, and it will be unbreakable.

Accompany me through six years of primary school life, in addition to my dear classmates, and you, my most beloved teacher. In the face of many difficulties and blows, you taught me to overcome difficulties and overcome difficulties; When you are sick, you are surrounded by anxious voices; When we were discouraged, it was your kind words that encouraged us. Although you are sometimes strict, I clearly know that you are our good friend, so I thank you for your meticulous care of us.

After graduation, leaving our campus, dear classmates and respected teachers, although reluctant to leave, everything will come to an end. Goodbye, dear teacher! Goodbye, dear students!

Chapter VI: Unforgettable Primary School Life Composition 600-word Sixth-grade Narrative Selection Time flies, time flies. Five years passed me like a cloud. I am in the sixth grade. I miss primary school life; Let me be infatuated; It gives me endless aftertaste. Now, our classmates' life is only one year. When we think of the past, we can't help feeling a lot.

My alma mater has only a short year left, in these thousands of days. I am like a seedling, like a grass, like a seed. Under the careful care and irrigation of a "gardener"-a teacher, I thrive and grow into a tree. In the future, I will repay my motherland, my alma mater and my teacher. Listening to the teacher's repeated exhortations, listening to the teacher's repeated teachings, and relying on the mutual help and encouragement of our classmates, our classmates grew up together. Our reading sounds still seem to reverberate in the class, our laughter still seems to linger on the playground, and we play in the campus. In every corner, we have left unforgettable memories. The past is vivid, and the memory is still in my mind.

I have gained a lot under the guidance of my alma mater teacher. I got a lot of friends and good advice and new knowledge from teachers, which made me a good student with knowledge and courtesy. I left many unforgettable memories in my alma mater, and there are also many good memories. The most important thing is to get the best education and a compass for future life. But now I don't have much time at my alma mater. I suddenly look back, looking back at the past, as if urging my teachers, encouraging our teachers, and the lovely campus have all disappeared from the songs we sang. I don't know when, we became big brothers and sisters in the school and became role models for our younger brothers and sisters.

Looking back now, I feel that the teacher's teachings, the sound of our reading and the laughter of our classmates are still lingering in my ears. Grasp the last year in my alma mater, look at the lovely campus and the teachers who have taught us, and encourage the students to cherish the last day of blind date.

All good things must come to an end, and time is gone forever. I will always remember the teacher's encouragement, be an upright person, and remember that tomorrow Sambo will be proud of me. Ah! Beautiful campus, how much joy and enlightenment you brought me, I will never forget.