Writing in the sixth grade of primary school

In daily study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is my collection of essays by sixth-grade primary school writers. Welcome everyone to refer to it, I hope I can help you.

Write 1 My sixth grade brother is a super mobile phone fan. Recently, he was fascinated by "Wang Wang Team has made great achievements". As long as you get the mobile phone, let him watch "Wang Wang Team made a great contribution" for more than an hour. My mother is afraid that his eyes will be broken. She gave me a task, that is, let me try to divert my brother's attention and let him watch his mobile phone less.

How can we distract him? My brother is looking forward to it, but he won't let go. If you take away your mobile phone by force, he will sit on the ground and cry, making you embarrassed. What shall we do? Yes, there is bread at home! "Chengcheng, let's stop watching this episode, shall we?" I said to my brother in a consulting tone. "No, I want to watch the Wang Wang team!" My brother stared at my cell phone and responded to me. "Here is bread. Let's eat. Why don't we watch the Wang Wang team? " I raised my bread and waved it in front of him. As soon as I saw the bread, my brother immediately replied with joy: "Good! All right! Sister! " He stretched out his little hand to grab the bread in my hand. I raised my bread and stopped in the air. "You have to keep your word!" "Count! Count! " The younger brother answered simply and neatly. In order to prevent my brother from breaking his word, I also recorded what he said with my mobile phone. "I finally won this difficult castle," I felt glad and gave the bread to my brother. Look! The greedy guy ate all the bread three times, five times and twice. At this time, his mouth is like two eggs, but it can't turn around. I couldn't help laughing at his gluttony ... when I was happy, I suddenly found a mysterious light in my brother's eyes. What's that look? I was thinking. My brother took advantage of my unprepared, picked up the phone and ran out. I suddenly realized that I was busy catching up: "I said I didn't look at bread, so why did I look at it again?" Hum! You little liar, you have finished your bread and now you have changed your mind. "

This is my brother. Alas, this difficult brother, this greedy brother, this mobile phone fan brother! Who can give me a trick to subdue this naughty brother? I am here. Thank you!

Friendship is a bright light in my life and the right way to make my life colorful. If there is no friendship in one's life, then life is like a dry well, which will be very boring.

My best friend is my cousin. He not only eats much, but also eats fast. So he is tall and big, and people who fight with him always come to no good end.

He has a bad temper and is stubborn. It's easy to get angry, even for a trivial matter. But he also has a good side. He always helps me and is always with me.

I remember one day in summer vacation. When my cousin and I played football on the grass, we had a good time. A group of "uninvited guests" came: a boy with a branch and two little boys. They said, "This grass is ours. Go away!" I am not convinced: "What makes you say it is yours? Is your name on it? " He glared at me and rushed up with a step. I didn't show weakness, so I rushed up to fight with him.

He hit me several times because he had a branch in his hand. At this moment, I found my cousin was missing. Soon, I was defeated. They are even more arrogant: "Are you still fighting with me? Haha! " My cousin is back again, with another stick in his hand. He winked at me and fought with them. His eyes seemed to say, "Let me teach them a lesson!" Soon, their arrogance didn't know where it was and they all ran away.

We live together day and night, study together, play together, and feel the happiness and pain of growing up together. We are not only brothers, but also a pair of real good friends!

The person I admire most is my father, who is a math teacher. He is not so much a math teacher as an all-round teacher!

The first ability is good Chinese. Dad is a secret, and others praise him for teaching math well. In fact, he has a deep knowledge of Chinese. You ask him an idiom, just say two sentences, and he can say four or five sentences in one breath, and even tell you a story that you will never forget. Sometimes he blurts out some famous sayings, plus historical stories such as Historical Records and Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which really impresses me. Under his influence, I gradually fell in love with reading, which cultivated my sentiment and broadened my horizons.

Dad, the second thing is humor. Dad, what can I say? If you don't like housework, your mother will inevitably nag, but your father always likes to pretend to be a parent at home and always treats himself as a good person. He always says, "Nothing, I am a good person, your mother is a bad person, we are friends and he is an enemy." Actually, he has something on his mind. He's such a humorous old urchin that he wants me to help him everywhere!

Third, he likes to use equations. He is an undergraduate in the Department of Mathematics of Nanjing Normal University. Whenever there is intellectual surfing that hinders my progress, he always draws and writes on paper and lists equations for me. Sometimes it makes my head spin, but my dad is my dad. Clear-headed, suddenly enlightened For a long time, my father's equation thought inspired my thinking, so I successfully solved many math problems, not only won the teacher's praise, but also won the prize in the competition.

Haha, am I a good father? I only introduced his three advantages, but there are still many advantages. Let's talk about it next time!

Sixth grade primary school writer composition 4 flowers thank the rain and dew, because the rain and dew moistened it and led to growth; Goshawk thanks the sky, because the sky makes it fly; The mountain thanks the earth, because the earth makes it lofty; I thank my teacher, because the teacher opened the door of my wisdom and let me swim in the ocean of knowledge. When I was growing up, your deep love for my teacher haunted me, and I can't forget you-xu teacher.

I remember the first time I attended your class, I was so timid that I didn't dare to raise my hand to answer questions in class, for fear that my classmates would laugh at me if I answered wrong, but you seemed to read my mind, so you put down your book and said to everyone, "Don't be afraid to stand up and answer wrong." If you raise your hand, I will know who used your head. " "At that time, after listening to your words, I will raise my hand as soon as I have the answer. When I answer questions, sometimes you will praise me, and something will bloom with your bright smile to me, which will make my heart happy.

You not only encourage us, but also care about us very much. If a classmate in our class is late, you are always anxious to get that classmate to call and ask what's going on; If a classmate is sick, you will always call their parents in time, and sometimes you will take them to the hospital yourself, no matter how busy you are. If the weather suddenly turns cold, you won't forget to ask, "Are you cold? Do you want to call your parents to send more clothes? " If we get wet on the physical education class, you will also remind us to change our clothes inside ... There are many such things. You treat us like your own children. But we are not sensible and always make you angry.

"Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night." Xu teacher, you are like a lamp, illuminating the way forward for us; You are like a candle, burning yourself to illuminate others. Xu teacher, your noble face and selfless dedication are deeply imprinted in my heart, and I can't forget you!

This narrative about teachers deeply recalls two things that xu teacher encouraged, cared for and cared for students. The ending is straightforward and truly expresses my praise and gratitude to the teachers. It is a very good work with sincere writing and concrete description.

There are many admirable people in life and study. Some people work in obscurity, some people lend a helping hand when they are in trouble, and some people still … Among all these people, he is the one I admire most.

That day, he transferred to our class and we soon became friends. We often play together on weekends. After that incident, I admire him very much.

It was a Sunday morning, and I was playing with my friends. Of course, he was there. We play happily together, run together, jump together and make noise together. After a while, everyone was tired. A friend suggested sitting down for a while. Everyone was very happy and said, "Good!" Sitting on the bench, everyone is still talking about what just happened. Suddenly, a friend knocked over his own water and filled the stool with water. We don't care. After sitting for a while, we went to play again

After a while, an old man came. He walked to the bench trembling with a cane, and his hands kept shaking, making people look like they could fall at any time. Seeing that the old man was struggling, his friend hurried to the bench. Seeing this move, I thought, "Will he sit on the bench?" If so, I will never play with him again. "He went to the bench, took out the toilet paper with him, wiped the water we spilled on the bench, and ran to help the old man sit on the bench. The old man beamed at once and asked, "What's your name? Young people? "What a good boy, thank you! He said, "You're welcome, Grandpa, this is what I should do. "Since then, he has become my most admired person. I want to learn from him and become a caring person.

Sixth grade primary school writer composition 6 Dear mother:

This letter describes the contradiction between my mother and me, but every contradiction will turn into intimacy. My mother works in a company and sometimes works overtime until eight o'clock and comes home at half past eight.

My mother didn't want to see her gentle appearance, but she lost her temper. Her voice is like "lion roar"! I remember one time, I was watching TV at home. A little after eight. I didn't wash it. My mother quietly walked to the door of the child's house and shouted, "Don't wash it yet!" "It's scary! But I'm not easy to mess with My mother and I are a bad-tempered donkey. We quarreled, and we were at loggerheads. In the summer vacation of 20 13, I had a big fight with my mother on July 14! At 7: 30 in the evening, I was playing computer, and my mother packed my clothes. I also swam that day. My mother received two pairs of swimming trunks, one is my uncle's and the other is mine, but my mother insisted that my uncle's swimming trunks were mine. (Note that I slipped my tongue. ) I said "pig brain"! In an instant, my mother slapped me in the face. As a result, my mother and I were deadlocked for a long time without talking, but I also knew that I was wrong.

A few days later, I went to my sister's side, and my sister enlightened me and said a lot. When I got home, my brother-in-law took me swimming. I asked him why he took me swimming. Brother-in-law replied, "Your mother asked me to take you." Suddenly, I have an unspeakable feeling in my heart. When I got home, I apologized to my mother and she accepted. I also want to say "Mom, I love you" in my heart, but how can a man be so disgusting? Mom, I love you!

As the saying goes, people love to nag when they are old. There is nothing wrong with this sentence. My grandmother nags about it every day. Of course, she also has a unique skill-knitting sweaters.

My grandmother knitted a sweater in a retro style. Why do you say that? Because the sweaters knitted by my grandmother are all the wool, craftsmanship and modeling used in her era, and they also belong to her era. Although modeling has returned to history, I really can't stand the wool of the fifties and sixties. Just ten seconds after putting on the sweater, you will feel that there are thousands of "bugs" crawling on your body, which is very itchy. So whenever we need to ask grandma to knit a sweater, we always buy her good wool in advance for her to knit. Knitted sweaters are very warm! Let you spend the whole winter safely

I remember it was an autumn, and the sudden arrival of cold air caught everyone off guard. It was over ten degrees yesterday, but it dropped below zero today. In order not to catch a cold, everyone automatically hides at home. But there was no winter vacation at that time, so I still have to perform one of the most important duties of our students-insist on going to school on time and not being late. So I braved the cold to get to school. But this is not the way after all, because the air outside is so cold that our hands and feet are cold! I don't have any winter clothes yet! Because of the gratifying growth, the clothes were too small last winter, so it was particularly cold. On this day, when I came home from school, I happened to see my grandmother coming. Grandma saw that I didn't have winter clothes, so she immediately took off her down jacket and put it on for me. After that, she began to work overtime to knit me a sweater. She refused to sleep until late at night and worked for me for a long time under that desk lamp. In this way, grandma knitted the sweater that was supposed to take three days, and I put it on immediately on the day I finished knitting, which was very warm and comfortable.

Every time I put on grandma's sweater, I can't help but think of the scene where grandma rushed to knit me a sweater late at night, and tears filled my eyes.

Although she is always nagging, she is still my closest grandmother!

She always wears a ponytail, has a big mouth that likes to eat on her round face, and has a big mole beside her mouth. Well, maybe that's why she likes to eat!

Once, our school held an annual track and field meeting, and children's shoes quietly brought snacks to school. Hehe, I was no exception.

The sports meeting has begun. I sat in the stands, eating snacks with relish and watching the fierce and wonderful game. Just as I looked at it, I felt a chill behind me. When I saw it, my soul was scared out. Dad stammered, "When did you ...?" She said casually, "Hehe, I just came." No, why did you bring this foodie again? I shouted in my heart, but I asked calmly, "Oh, what are you doing?" After listening to my words, her expression suddenly took a 360-degree turn and became pathetic. Her eyes look like your tears. She said, "My dear friend, have pity on me, a hungry ghost!" " ! I have no snacks. Can you give me some charity? Okay, big mouth? "I can't help it. I am a kind person. Seeing him like this, I really couldn't bear to, so I nodded helplessly. Seeing my holy spot, she was ecstatic like a little ant falling into the river, clutching at straws! I took back the coward's words at once. He became a hungry wolf, wolfing down my snack bags and licking every snack bag with his mouth, as if afraid that I would eat it. Moreover, he made a sound: "Well, not bad. "Oh, my mother, she must think it's delicious, but I just want to fall into the abyss and feel bitter. When she finished eating, she came without even saying thank you, and all disappeared without a trace. " She must have gone somewhere else, pretending to be poor and eating and drinking.

No, this shameless man!

After listening to my introduction, do children's shoes especially want to know who she is? Let me call out her name: "Eat food-Chen Wei.

Besides parents, who else is the most important person in our life?

Father is like a towering mountain. Mother, like a gurgling stream in the forest. And I, the wild child in this mountain forest, depend on the mountain to eat, rely on water to eat, they are my survival. My father is a tall and dignified man. When he is unsmiling, his brow will be deeply wrinkled, his eyes will sink, and his lips will be tightly pressed into a line. Sometimes he was so angry that he chased me with a "baguette"-a thick long stick, as if I were the enemy in his life. And my mother, the "gurgling stream", will rush up to protect her calf like an old cow from time to time and stop my father's stick from falling on my forehead, and my mother will always be the most beautiful in my eyes at this time. Although she is nearly forty years old, she looks like a girl of 18 years old, and her concern is as dazzling as a shining gem in the sky.

My mother not only protects me when my father hits me, but also comforts me when I am angry. For example, she puts a piece of chocolate in my eye and asks me if I want to eat it on purpose, or she will sneak up behind me to cover my eyes when I am sad and let me "guess who she is." And my father, the dignified man, will lose his childish temper and want to play with my mother when he sees our mother and daughter playing aside and snubbing her. He will call me in and watch a movie with him-Material Temptation. Sometimes he will take me aside and have a long talk with me-spiritual temptation. Sometimes, he will wave the RMB in his hand-"money temptation". Unfortunately, I always want to abandon my mother and stay with my father.

They are the most important people in my heart, encouraging me when I am frustrated, comforting me when I am sad, laughing with me when I am happy and worrying with me when I am in pain. Who can be the most important person in my heart except my parents? Wild children in the mountains are only grateful to those who raise them.

I have a cousin, which is very puzzling. He is clever and naughty. He walks around all day. We all call him ADHD.

He is cute, dignified, strong and charming. Mom also said he was watery. He has a round head, big watery eyes and a pink mouth. He looks like a good boy, but he is very naughty.

Although he is very young, nothing can escape his eyes. I remember once, my best cousin won the second prize for her composition, and her teacher rewarded her with many beautiful mechanical pencil and a pencil case. My cousin and I just came to my cousin's house. When she saw something in the briefcase, she took it out and put it in her pocket. When she saw it, she was very angry and went over to argue with her cousin. I was afraid that they would make trouble again, so I followed them. As I expected, they did it. Cousin said, "Give it back to me. This is a gift I worked hard to get. I have the ability to get one myself. " "Well, as long as I get something, you can't take it away from me." Cousin is arguing irrationally. If Aunt doesn't stop it in time, they will make trouble again!

Don't underestimate him, he has a big temper, and even my cousin dare not provoke him, because the adults protect him and keep saying that he is still young. Once, my grandmother invited us to dinner. This hotel specializes in luxury goods. Many decorations are folded with glass. My cousin was very curious and moved. A cup fell off. I was quick and caught it at once. My cousin is very angry. She went over and said, "It's really uncomfortable where you don't make trouble." Cousin also refuses to accept: ":Hum! It's none of my business, mind your own business! " My cousin is very angry, but she dare not say her cousin in front of so many elders. She had to submit to humiliation and throw it to her cousin: "You are so lucky!"

Although he often makes trouble, he is also very clever, and even the arithmetic that the teacher has not taught in class can be worked out. Anyway, as long as it is my cousin, no matter how naughty he is, I will protect him.

Did you suddenly miss your mother's nagging for a moment?

If you have never left home alone and lived alone for a while without your parents, you must have never experienced the pain of missing your parents. This kind of missing is very worrying and lonely.

Some people say that only parents are the only people in this world who will unconditionally tolerate and accommodate us. No one takes your kindness for granted, only your parents, who never ask for anything in return.

Indeed, parents' love permeates life bit by bit. When one day you run away from home and your parents are not around to live alone, you will find that even your mother's nagging, which has been ignored in the past, will feel very beautiful and nostalgic.

If you stay in bed in the morning, my mother will come over and start nagging, saying that the harm of staying in bed is that the early bird gets the worm; When you eat, you are picky about food. If you eat too little, your mother will nag and say that you have grown up and should eat more. This will add something, and that will add something. In short, it is good for the body; When I was at school, I didn't do well in the exam. My mother would cling to it in various ways, asking why, why, what topics affected my performance and so on.

It seems that all day, from eating to reading, there is nothing that will not be a nagging topic for my mother. If you listen too much, it will automatically block, and the left ear will enter the right ear more. Actually, we didn't know that my mother was doing it for our own good. She wants to give us all her love and can't wait to tell us everything she knows, so that we can avoid detours or stay. But mom, we will grow up and go our own way in life. Give us more space to grow ourselves, so that we will be stronger, won't we?

When memory turns into a firefly flying in my mind as time goes by, the abnormal white light flashes through my mind when I am asleep. When I wake up, I can't help feeling a little guilty. ...

Cheerful bells came to our ears, and the Chinese teacher on the podium, the tall woman like white dough, announced the class was over with a solemn and interesting feeling. That's what teachers do. They don't procrastinate, they are quick and tidy.

Strangely, she didn't leave in a hurry with her textbook as usual. Instead, she leaned her fat body against the platform. Listening to the bang of the podium, she stepped back a little, which embarrassed the teacher. The students who witnessed the incident all blinked, trying to hold back their laughter, and some just laughed. How can the teacher not see it? But the teacher just pushed his glasses and smiled.

Seeing the teacher's silence, the students became even more rampant, making strange noises, whispering to each other, muttering something in a low voice and looking at the teacher with a smile.

"Ahem." The teacher stood up straight and smiled helplessly. Just then, someone farted, and the whole class was suddenly silent, and then burst into laughter like a frying pan. At this time, the man was flushed with shame and wanted to get into the ground. At this moment, the silent teacher spoke: "May I ask a question?" ! ? "Her serious eyes swept the crowd.

The students sat still until the teacher was going to preach. At this time, the class is very quiet. Even the noise outside was automatically hidden by the students.

"Which one of you didn't fart, tell me."

Silence.

"Which one of you has never been ugly, tell me!" The voice soared.

Still silent.

"This kind of incident, you see others is very shameful? If it affects other people's emotions, your image will be ruined! " The more the teacher talked, the more angry he became, and his voice increased by two octaves. That was the first time I saw the teacher so angry.

At this time, the students all understood. Since then, no one has laughed at others. The teacher also won the respect of his classmates.

My deskmate is a classmate who looks quiet but has a fiery heart. She can always lend a helping hand when others are in trouble. Her name is Zhao.

Once, my English teacher gave me an "English report form" and asked my class representative to fill in my classmates' English scores. Because I wrote more than usual this time, I have to take notes while turning pages. It went well at first, but after a long time, it was completely forgotten.

This is my deskmate Zhao. She sees me as busy as a bee. Without saying anything, she put down her half-finished homework and said, "I'll help you!" " "

So what do you do? "I said and pointed to the homework on the table.

She waved her hand and said, "Never mind, I'll write it later. Besides, won't it save a long time for two people to work together? Go to work! " She said that she tidied up her white books. "Well ..." She thought for a moment and said, "How about you write and I read?"

"ok!" I agreed happily, picked up the red pen and put it aside.

I saw her holding this book in one hand and chanting in her mouth. She frowned when she saw poor grades, and praised them again and again when she saw good grades and beautiful handwriting.

Writing and reading like this is indeed several times faster than a person. In a short time, we filled in all the students' grades.

I breathed a long sigh of relief and thought: Now that I have finally finished writing, Zhao Lingling can finish his homework quickly!

Who knows, I was just about to call it a day when Zhao Xiang, who was sitting next to me, took my hand and said, "In order to be more accurate and make no mistakes, I think I'd better check it again!" ! "

I agree: "Yes!"

After careful examination, I found a small mistake.

Zhao can always lend a helping hand when others are in trouble. I really should learn from her this good quality of being helpful.

Grandpa died before I was born. Whenever my parents mention grandpa, I am curious. What does grandpa look like? I don't know, but my parents must know. So I decided to ask my parents.

"Dad, what does my grandfather look like?" I asked, but dad didn't seem to want to mention it. So I decided to ask my mother. "Mom, what does my grandfather look like?" "Why do you ask?" Mom asked me again. "I want to know what grandpa looks like, what's the matter? What's the problem? " "Don't ask anyway!" "Oh." The next morning, my father called me to him and said, "Don't you want to know what your grandfather looks like?" "Well, that's right." Then I'll tell you what your grandfather looks like! "Then why didn't you say anything yesterday?" I have always kept this sentence in mind. Oh, forget it. I think my father overcame his inner pain! Then my father told me a lot about my grandfather, and I realized that my grandfather died because of illness.

Grandpa, why don't you take a look at your granddaughter and leave! I still want to see you! Grandpa, do you know how much I envy those students who have grandfathers? At that time, I visited Chen Hongying's home, and his grandfather was very kind to him. You know, I envy her very much, not because she studies well, but because she has a grandfather who is kind to her and parents who are kind to him. How I envy her! I often think: If I have a grandfather, he will spoil me very much. But grandpa is gone, I want to cheer up and study hard, so that grandpa can rest assured in heaven!

Grandpa, have a nice trip! I won't let you down!

The sixth grade writer's composition 15 didn't give me a formal lesson on the three-foot platform, but it was the most unforgettable teacher in my life. I stumbled in my grandfather's expectant eyes.

I can't forget that when my grandfather taught me to write my name before I entered school, I used chalk to write my name all over the pillars, walls, doors and windows of the campus. My grandfather looked at the chalk dust on my hand with approval in his eyes.

I can't expect grandpa to touch my head every time I go to class in the countryside. Looking at grandpa's caring eyes, I always stubbornly wait for grandpa to come back at the school gate, and there is a cry from the teacher who grandpa entrusted to look after me on campus.

I can't forget that after dinner every day, grandpa always took out a brick-thick book and began to read it, sometimes around it, which made me curious when I was a child, and I was also very good at doing homework opposite my grandfather. Occasionally, grandpa will look up at me, and his eyes are full of concern.

I can't forget my fascination with novels. I hide them under my textbooks. Grandpa's clever eyes have already found that the dim light in the bed is particularly bright in the dark, and the bulging book "bag" at the waist can't escape Grandpa's eyes. The hole in the screen window at home is getting bigger and bigger, but grandpa didn't mend it. Every time I finish my book addiction on campus and plug the novel back from the hole in the screen, it seems that I have captured my grandfather's figure out of the corner of my eye. When I got home, I found it.

My poor math frustrated my parents, but I was in a good mood all day. Grandpa always does a lot of exercises for me. After piles of manuscript paper were used up, I began to like mathematics, and there was a smile in his eyes.

I also lied to my grandfather that the two dollars I secretly took from home were given by my aunt. I didn't dare to look at grandpa's angry eyes at that time. My flustered eyes can't escape grandpa's eyes.