Sixth grade composition at the school gate

In daily study, work and life, everyone has dealt with composition. With the help of composition, we can improve our language organization ability. How to write an essay to avoid making mistakes? Below is the composition for grade six at the school gate that I compiled for you. You are welcome to read it. I hope you will like it. Sixth Grade Composition 1 at the School Gate

A gray wall separates the school from the street. There is a door facing east, which is the school gate. Every day, many people flock to the white buildings in the wall and the school gate. It is the exit that connects to the street outside, and it is also a place where students can be free, calming every anxious heart and becoming carefree.

Since it can eliminate so many worries, there must be many students who are not even paying attention in class. As soon as they hear the bell, they immediately pack their schoolbags, holding crumpled banknotes in their hands, with faces on their faces. A bright smile appeared on his face. He put his schoolbag on his back and ran quickly to the canteen at the school gate. Holding the precious pocket money in both hands, he stared at him like a rare treasure. Without leaving his sight, he flattened the crumpled banknotes. He blew again with his mouth, then picked up a pack of Lay's original potato chips and a pack of greasy spicy strips, handed the money to the boss, and walked back home with satisfaction, stuffing the spicy strips into his schoolbag. , tore open the package of potato chips, reached into the bag, gently pinched a piece, for fear of crushing it, and then stuffed it into his mouth bit by bit, that expression seemed to have indescribable pleasure in his body Activity, one piece after another, was quickly devoured. After eating, he didn't forget to point his finger, threw the potato chip bag into the trash can, clapped his hands, and ran towards home.

This is the outlet for students to let go. There is only a wall between them. Anxiety turns to joy, and all the pressure disappears. I am exhausted at school, but full of energy at the school gate. When I see the canteen, my eyes are full of joy. Shine, isn't this the nature of students?

At the school gate, there are often some tutors waiting for the children to finish school.

On the way home, I often see a van with its door open and filled with students. Those students are going to daycare. In the car, people are talking and laughing, and people keep coming in. , when everyone arrived, we started the engine and drove in the direction of the trusteeship.

There are also some children in lower grades who have a teacher standing at the school gate, holding a list in his hand, asking the children who signed up for the care to follow him, and sometimes they will call the children who are in the care xx... ..., many students will hear the sound and come, where he concentrates on counting the number of people, and his meticulous work attitude is admirable.

The lively scene at the school gate is like a stage, with different scenes being staged every day, giving it a unique flavor.

Although campus life is very tiring. But the school gate adds a bit of fun to learning. The interesting scenery at the school gate has become an indelible memory. Sixth grade composition at the school gate 2

Every morning and noon are the busiest times at the gate of our school. It is crowded and lively, and it is like a sea of ??people. Every time I pass by there, I find that the vast majority of students in this sea of ??people are busy buying food. It’s like a big market. Occasionally, I can hear the voices of individual students bargaining. Why do students like to be in school? What about buying food at the door rather than on the way to school? So, I decided to conduct an investigation.

Investigation

I used my free time in the morning and noon to visit the school gate. I conducted the investigation by on-site inspection and questioning. During the investigation, I found that 100% of Eighty percent of the students were there to buy food and play. Only 15% of the students went directly to the school through the school gate, and 5% of the students stayed at the school gate to play.

Analysis

Why do students like to buy things at the school gate instead of other places? And what is their favorite thing to buy? What will happen if you eat these things? I asked and took notes carefully.

Through investigation, I found that the reason why students like to buy at the school gate is because these things cannot be bought in supermarkets. The foods they eat include spicy strips, fried dough sticks, instant noodles, spicy, and small colas. These foods can be classified into spicy and sweet. Flavor category. Things to play with include small toy guns, small lottery draws, and stationery. These are not only cheap but also contain other stimulating and fun toys.

Conclusion

Through the survey, many students reported that they felt stomachache after eating these foods. Even so, everyone felt that buying things at the school gate was mainly for convenience of going to school. After buying, You can go directly to the classroom, and secondly, the price is affordable, which is suitable for us to spend pocket money. Although the students all felt stomachache after eating these foods, they still couldn't control their desire to buy them.

Suggestions

1. I hope schools will do a good job in publicity and education to tell everyone not to eat spoiled, expired, or unhygienic food that will affect the body.

2. Invite relevant departments to come to the school gate to supervise or prevent the sale of fake and shoddy products.

3. Please ask the city government departments to take care of the phenomenon of small stalls at the school gate and try to reduce the appearance of counterfeit products.

4. Use the publicity board at the school entrance to post some slogans to tell students to go to regular supermarkets to buy toys and food. Sixth grade composition at the school gate 3

The traffic light at the school gate is a little girl who loves beauty. You see, she put on red clothes for a while, and motor vehicles, non-motor vehicles, and pedestrians stopped and waited patiently in the white zebra crossing; for a while, she put on green clothes, and the cars and people stopped inside the line. They all drove slowly towards the next traffic light; after a while, they put on yellow clothes to facilitate everyone's preparation.

Every day, she saw her classmates wearing red scarves and carrying schoolbags happily entering school. How envious she was! However, she has a heavy responsibility and cannot leave her post without permission. She sang "Stop on red light, go on green light, wait on yellow light" 24 hours a day at the school gate. Day after day, year after year, parents, teachers and classmates, accompanied by her children's songs, walked in and out of school happily and peacefully. However, she also has a lot of worries. Every day, many people rush to the opposite road without waiting for the green light to turn on. Some students skip the zebra crossing and swagger in the middle of the road, talking, laughing, and even playing with their peers; Some parents drive their cars quickly through the yellow light. Crossing when the yellow light is on is so dangerous!

Once, after the traffic light turned green, there was a little girl on the zebra crossing ready to cross the road. The traffic light looked at her with a smile, and the little girl had just walked a few steps. "Beep, beep, beep..." A small blue four-wheeler suddenly sped over from the girl's left. The driver honked the horn rapidly, which startled the little girl. She looked anxiously at the traffic light. The little girl was frightened and did not dare to move. A big brother standing by had quick eyes and quick hands and pulled the little girl into his arms. The little girl passed them by. The little girl's face turned pale with fright, and she stood motionless. The eldest brother kindly took her hand and sent her safely to the other side of the road. Even at the traffic light, my heart was pounding with fear, it was so dangerous!

In fact, she could see similar things like this every day at traffic lights. She saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart, but she was powerless and helpless. She can only change the color of her clothes step by step every day, because she only has the responsibility to prevent traffic violations, but does not have the power to prevent traffic violations. Only when humans do not violate traffic rules can they protect their own safety, so she wants to say to humans: "Dear human beings, please ensure civilized transportation and safe travel, so that we can live in harmony!" Composition 4 from the sixth grade at the school gate

"Hey, I sell toys and bracelets. They are beautiful and strong. If you miss it, you will lose it! "Listen, who is shouting here? I came home from school and saw a young sister shouting and selling things! There were various crafts in front of her.

These handicrafts were all made by this young sister herself, and her hands are really skillful! I admire her sincerely.

These handicrafts are of various kinds, colorful and dazzling. Many students gather here to look at them, especially the female students, who gather around this sister to choose their favorite styles. This sister also carefully taught us how to make these crafts and gave us materials.

The next morning, many students took out the handicrafts they made to see who made the best ones, even me. Everyone, you look at mine and I look at yours, it’s so lively!

The ubiquitous street stall at the school gate is an old friend of ours. Every time I pass by this street stall after school, I can’t resist the temptation to go there and take a look. I thought there would be many of these handicrafts in my home. Well, I might as well not buy it, but when I saw the styles I liked, I felt itchy and wanted to buy them all. But in order to save money, I resisted the temptation and left the street stall.

Every time after school, you can always smell the aroma of food on Mingda Road. A grandfather in his seventies is pushing a cart and selling sweet and delicious wheel cakes. He is shouting and shouting every time. The first time I walked here, I imagined that I wanted to go back to my mother's arms. The car was quickly surrounded by people, everyone rushing to pay.

It is precisely because of these "seasonings" that our "noodles" - the school looks more colorful. Sixth grade composition at the school gate 5

The scenery changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter, but there is one peculiar "scenery" that has never changed - at the gate of our school, there is a security guard wearing a security uniform. The clothes already looked a little old, but they looked neat and clean on him. Every time he went to and from school, his classmates would greet the security guards cordially.

He is a conscientious security guard. Whenever a parent gives something to his or her child, he always helps the parent deliver it, going back and forth without any complaints. He has been guarding our campus tirelessly, not even sparing a mosquito. I remember once there was a stray dog ??walking around the school gate looking for something to eat. The security guard saw it and was afraid that it would run into the school and cause harm to us. He gently pushed the puppy with a stick to let the puppy leave; but the puppy was disobedient! Inadvertently, he rushed into the school. The security guard picked up a stick and chased after him. The puppy ran and the security guard chased him desperately. The puppy almost ran around the school with him. The students laughed when they saw him. The security guard was sweating profusely, but he still chased closely and did not dare to relax at all. Finally got the puppy out. After the puppy left, the security guard wiped the sweat from his face and stood at the door again. His tense nerves finally relaxed.

The security guard at the school gate is sometimes very strict. Once, I saw a classmate throwing tissues on the roadside. The security guard saw him and said to him with a straight face: "Everyone has the responsibility to care for the environment. Damn it, classmate, how can you litter? Pick it up!" The classmate was shocked at first, and then slowly picked up the paper. The embarrassed look on his face made me 100% sure that he would No more littering!

Look! These are the "soldiers" at the gate of our school! He was conscientious, strict yet kind, and with him the campus found peace. Sixth grade composition at the school gate 6

Our school is in Doumen Village. The place is a bit remote. The road is very small and there is no room for two cars at a time. During school hours, the school entrance is like a market. There are people riding bicycles, driving cars, motorcycles, and electric scooters... Especially on rainy days, the cars and people form a circle, making it even more crowded. It can be called a "sea of ??cars".

Later, the city government decided to demolish the houses near Doumen Road and expand the road. We no longer have to worry about "traffic jams". However, the trouble of "traffic jam" has passed, but new troubles have appeared again. The main road has been opened, which makes it convenient for cars, but the traffic lights at the school gate have caused trouble for the school's safety management. Because students in the lower grades have no awareness of traffic safety, how to cross traffic lights safely has become a problem in the minds of teachers and parents.

However, school leaders came up with a new plan. They decided to organize a "parent volunteer team." Parents were asked to be volunteers, and soon many parents signed up enthusiastically.

The little yellow hat is the symbol of the parent volunteer team. It reminds every child crossing the road to obey traffic rules at all times. During school hours, they would stand by the traffic lights to take care of the children in lower grades crossing the road and eliminate their fear when crossing the road.

That morning, I happened to be waiting at the intersection and saw a thrilling scene: a little girl in first grade was already walking on the zebra crossing, but suddenly she remembered that something had been left on her mother’s car. So she was about to turn back, but the red light was already flashing. The little girl ran past without even taking a glance. At this time, a car happened to drive over quickly. Fortunately, the sharp-eyed volunteer parent saw it. , she rushed forward, grabbed the little girl, and brought her back to safety. "Oh! It was so dangerous just now! If it hadn't been for this pull..." I couldn't help but let out a breath.

In a critical moment, they solved the "urgent needs" of parents and teachers, letting parents and teachers breathe a long sigh of relief. In the morning, whenever we go to school, we can always see parent volunteers standing at the traffic lights on time to help the children in the lower grades cross the road. Sometimes, they will warmly remind the children to hang up their red scarves and school badges; sometimes they will help those few Careless children zip up their schoolbags... They wait at the intersection on time every day, selflessly doing their best for the children, striving to be the "positive energy" of society. Today's society needs more such "positive energy" ah!

In the morning, when I carry my schoolbag and come to the zebra crossing at the traffic light, I will always greet them sweetly: "Auntie, good morning!", and they will always say with a smile, "Kids, morning OK! Be careful when crossing the road, don’t run away!” Although they are ordinary and unobtrusive, in my heart, the parent volunteer team wearing little yellow hats and holding little yellow flags is a special sight at the gate of our school. . Sixth grade composition at the school gate 7

Memory is a silhouette we leave for time, as sweet as the lollipops of childhood, and as green as the green plums of youth. Like a mottled documentary, a piece of grass, a fence, or a school gate is reflected. The label affixed to this silhouette is the word warmth.

Auntie - Temperature

That was in the third grade. I was so crazy that I came to school from home like crazy. I was about to rush into the school gate. How long was it? With an open mind, I checked things. "Hey, that's weird." I muttered to myself, and after rummaging through my school bag, I suddenly realized that I had forgotten to bring the composition book. "Look again." I pretended to be calm, and searched carefully again. I was sweating. I looked up from my schoolbag, and my mind went blank. "What should I do?" "I paced back and forth at the base of the wall, "I have to write today! "Suddenly, I came to a sudden idea. I could borrow the phone number of the shop aunt to call home! But I was too shy to have the courage to speak. Seeing that class was about to start, I had to tiptoe in and be careful. Auntie He caught sight of me and greeted me warmly: “Girl, you’re here to buy things alone!

I swallowed, fiddled with my clothes, and said hesitantly: "I...I forgot something. Can I borrow your cell phone?" "Oh!" "She patted the seam of her pants with both hands in surprise, then randomly took out a small mobile phone from the drawer and handed it to me. "Thank you! "I finally breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out my sweaty hand, and took the phone. When I touched the phone, I clearly felt the temperature of my aunt's palm, which is called the temperature of love.

Classmate—— Umbrella

It was raining lightly that day, but the light rain was the softest I have ever seen. It was thin and soft, as if it were thinner than a needle. When it hit people, it brought a kind of The warmth, combined with the fragrance of flowers and trees, seemed to weave summer dreams.

But I didn’t bring an umbrella, but I was so worried. I felt unlucky just thinking about being a drowned rat again today. Y walked up to me with an umbrella: "You didn't bring an umbrella, let's share it!" "As he spoke, he laughed cheerfully. I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a warmth in my heart.

In this rain, she held the umbrella, which was also warm. We stood close together and chatted. When we arrived at the school gate, my father hadn't come yet. She handed me the umbrella in her hand: "My dad is here, this umbrella is for you." Before I could react, she put the umbrella into my hand. "Wha...what, no need." I wanted to give it back to her, because after all, I seldom trouble others. "It's okay!" She smiled at me, ran towards the crowd before she finished speaking, and soon disappeared in the crowd.

I held the umbrella in my hand tightly and looked at the crowd. In this gentle and intoxicating wind and rain, my heart was as gentle as this rain.

In the many fragments of encounters at the school gate, the warmth brought to me by those things at the school gate made me forget it. Sixth grade composition at the school gate 8

Although the children do not have magic wands in their hands, I can see that they have a pair of invisible wings. In every mother's heart, children are the most beautiful angels.

——Inscription

I am a willow tree. From the first day of this elementary school, I stood silently at the school gate, sending away one class after another. students. Several years have passed, and I have seen too many touching stories here, especially the love of mothers for their children.

Morning · Hope

That day, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a mother carrying her son’s schoolbag and sending him to school. Before the school gate opened, my mother handed her schoolbag to her son, and he put his schoolbag on his back. They said something to each other, and I listened carefully.

"After entering the classroom, read the Chinese text for a while, and remember not to play when you enter the classroom. Every time after class, drink some boiled water." The mother looked into the child's eyes and kept reminding her.

The child nodded and said to his mother: "You go!" "Leave me alone. I have nothing to do today. I will leave when the school gate opens." The mother said: "I don't Don't worry, just go and stand at the gate."

The son ran to the door and started chatting with a classmate. He didn't know that his mother had been looking at him. Her eyes were full of maternal tenderness, and more importantly, hope for her child.

During this period, many parents sent their children. Similarly, there are two big words written in their eyes: hope!

When a little girl came, the door had been open for a long time. She put on her schoolbag, asked her mother to lower her head, kissed her on the face, and then ran into the campus. The mother caressed her daughter's kiss and was still intoxicated with it...

Evening·Expectation

School was over. The students sang this song, recited poems, and lined up neatly. , striding out of the school gate.

Parents have been waiting at the school gate for a long time, with "expectation" written in their eyes. As soon as I see the children, I immediately go up to them and ask them what they learned today, how they slept at noon, and what they want to eat at night - the children have been busy all day and need to be rewarded.

When children choose the food they like to eat, they don’t know that their mother is the one who should reward them the most, but mother is willing to reward her children.

"Good boy, I bought you your favorite chicken steak and some soy milk." Because many students are in day care and do not go home at noon, the meals they eat at school may not be to their liking. , a mother took out the chicken steak and soy milk as soon as she received her child.

"Child, what score did you get in today's test?"

"Did the teacher praise you today?"

Amidst the noise of life, I saw a little child The girl gave her mother the heart-shaped origami the teacher taught her in art class, with the words written on it: Mom, I love you! Mom's eyes were moist with happiness.

Every day, a love drama is staged at the school gate. Whether it is the hope in the morning or the expectation in the evening, it is the love of mothers for their children. Yes, every child, whether beautiful or not, is the most beautiful angel in the mother's heart. This really makes me envious...