Sixth grade composition: grass

In ordinary daily life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is the sixth grade composition I compiled for you: Xiaocao, welcome to learn from and refer to, I hope it will help you. Sixth grade composition: Xiaocao 1

Some people love fragrant and gorgeous flowers; Some people love graceful willows; But I love ordinary grass.

as soon as early spring comes, grass can't wait to get out of every corner of the earth. Their lives are destined to be ordinary and monotonous. There is no beautiful coat like flowers, and there is no tall and straight body like willows. But they have a indomitable spirit.

what do you think when you look at the grass snuggling in the crack in the rock? We have to admire the grass for its tenacious life. Maybe it only has one thought-that is, I want to survive! I want to survive! The rain is drowning, and it is never afraid; Frost and snow arrival, it never flinches; When the wind comes, it never collapses. In the face of all kinds of difficult environment, grass always has the determination to overcome difficulties. "wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind." Isn't it the spirit of praising grass?

In addition to its perseverance, Xiaocao is also a selfless devotee. Someone once said, "Grass is a paver." But more people think that grass is a symbol of color, don't they? Grass gathered into pieces of lawn, as well as the endless prairie. Life is incomplete without grass. They decorate our home and make it more beautiful. But the grass never asks for anything in return, which is also the spirit of the grass.

I love grass. Its spirit touches countless people and inspires us. In the future, I will also be a person like Xiaocao! Sixth grade composition: Grass 2

I want to be a grass, a grass that is insignificant in nature.

in spring, when the earth thaws, I have already deeply rooted my roots in the land and held on to it tightly. On sunny days, I quietly put my head out of the land. Ah! How beautiful the outside world is and how fresh the air is! There are pure white clouds floating in the blue sky, and there are many free-flying birds in the sky. How I envy them, but I am not depressed. Facing everything in the world, I am full of expectations.

look around, wow! I have many friends around me, and I am excited to say hello to them! They also nodded happily. Living in this warm home, there is no worry or pain, only warmth and happiness.

In the happy days day by day, I have more and more leaves, and my partner and I gradually grow buds.

When summer came, cicadas woke up my dream, and we blossomed small flowers that were unremarkable but absolutely brilliant for us.

of course, everything will not be smooth sailing. Summer is coming, and it's either windy or rainy, which is a test for me. Whenever this happens, I will hold on to the land. After the storm, my flowers bloom more brightly, my smile is brighter and my heart is stronger.

When autumn comes, my flowers fade and I put on yellow clothes, so I can save my energy and prepare to compete in the cold winter, and also prepare for another brilliant opening in the spring next year.

I really want to be a grass and live a carefree life. How wonderful it is ... Grade 6 composition: Grass 3

Today, I was lying in bed, quietly asleep. I had a strange dream. I dreamed that I had become a grass ...

I was a grass, wearing a green windbreaker given to me by Miss Chun and enjoying the warmth of the spring breeze.

I grew up on the vast grassland and had many companions. In the morning, Brother Sun woke up and gave us a lot of warm sunshine. Ah! I grew taller again, and at this moment, a line of geese flew from the sky. "Hi, hello!" I greeted it warmly. At this moment, another butterfly danced and landed on me, smiling at me. I thought I was very happy, but I saw a group of cows coming at a gallop, lying on the ground and eating grass. I thought it was over, it was over. This is a dead man. Who knows, the owner of the cow said, "Don't eat, there are fresher grass at home." I am very fortunate and feel very happy.

There are two children coming, a boy and a girl. The little boy stepped over the grass. The boy said, "Sister, come quickly. It's so comfortable. Come quickly!" Unexpectedly, the girl said, "Stop stepping on it! Grass also has life! They will hurt, too. Look how lovely they are! " The younger brother just stopped.

At this moment, it's ...

Suddenly, I woke up from my dream. And I have also gained a lot. Grass 4

In the backyard of a family, there is a jasmine plant. The stems of Jasmine are slender and tall, the green leaves are oval, and the milky veins are clearly visible. From a distance, Jasmine looks like a graceful girl, which is lovely. Whenever guests see this jasmine plant, they will utter tut-tut exclamations: "Looking at the stand-up temperament, it's really an elf in a flower!" The owner became more and more happy when he heard these exclamations, and began to water and fertilize this jasmine regularly every day.

however, no one knows that there is also an unremarkable grass next to this jasmine. It is trying to absorb sunlight and dew every day, dreaming of being liked by its owner like jasmine. Day after day, year after year, the grass doesn't seem to grow much. Molly looked at Xiaocao's hard work and sneered, "What's the use of your hard work? In the end, the effect is not negligible!" Then he turned away and ignored the grass. The grass was very sad at Molly's words, but it didn't give up and remained the same as before. One day, the master went out of town, no one came to water the jasmine, and the jasmine withered day by day. After the unremitting efforts of the grass, it finally became as big and beautiful as jasmine. It wants to tell Jasmine the good news, but at first glance, Jasmine has already withered ... Sixth grade composition: Xiaocao 5

"wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind" This is an accurate portrayal of Xiaocao, which not only has tenacious vitality, but also has the noble spirit of silent dedication. It doesn't compete with flowers. I just want to support a little new green in the vast wasteland.

When spring comes, the grass sticks its head out of the ground, sprouting a little new green on the ground. However, in a few days, the mountains and plains are all green, green, green and dark green. The mountains are covered with a fragrance.

When a hundred flowers are still in bud, who has noticed the unremarkable grass beside the road? It is not as elegant as peony, as fragrant as jasmine, as beautiful as rose, and as tall and straight as pine.

Grass not only has an obscure dedication, but also has a tenacious life.

once, it was raining cats and dogs outside. I think all the weeds growing in Jundong Square have been beaten. As a result, I went to see it with an umbrella, but the grass was safe and sound, and I still smiled with my head held high in the wind and rain. And the tall and straight leaves are almost beaten.

the great spirit of grass is worth learning. There are many great men in the world who have been shut a window by God, but God has opened a door for them. Helen Keller, for example, was paraplegic, but he was strong and unyielding, and became a member of the British royal family, making great contributions to the world.

ah! I praise you, grass! Your life is great. I am willing to grow up and become a grass, adding a touch of new green to our motherland. Sixth grade composition: Grass 6

I am an ordinary grass, without the height of mountains, the persistence of streams, and the leisure of white clouds, I live my ordinary life.

The sun has just risen, and all life has begun to work again. I also wake up from my sleep, stretch my arms and accept the gift of spring. Flowers bloom against the sunrise, birds spread their wings against the sunrise, and I grow in this season, releasing oxygen for mankind and putting on green clothes for the earth.

In the hot summer, many companions couldn't stand the hardships and fell down one after another. The flowers also restrained the beauty of spring, but I still grew and worked.

Chrysanthemums are in bloom, and autumn is in bloom. In this season when peaches and plums are fragrant and osmanthus are fragrant, I understand that life is precious and short, because I am not as brilliant as flowers, as green as pines and cypresses, as tall as poplars, and no one pays attention to me, but I still work as usual.

The cold wind is blowing and the snowflakes are dancing. I will come to the end of my life. Looking back on the past, I understand that flowers will wither and poplars will wither. At the moment when I am about to end my life, I smiled, because I understand that I feel ordinary, ordinary work and ordinary life.

the eagle spreads its wings and flies in the air. I feel the vastness of the world, the steeds galloping on the grassland, the vastness of the earth, the fish frolicking in the sea and the passion of the sea, while I, a grass, feel my work and my ordinary life. Grass 7

I am an unknown grass. Since I took root in the park, I have carefully protected myself. On cloudy days, I suck the milk of the earth to my heart's content and put my roots deep into the ground. On sunny days, I open my arms to receive the sunshine, so that I can grow stronger. Like my companions, I have a small wish, that is, to use our meager strength to add a green color to nature, beautify the environment for mankind, and make everyone live healthier and more comfortable. However, when I was about to give my strength, my nightmare began.

One morning, I was dreaming beautifully. A group of little boys played a war game on us. They rolled on us, which made me cry. After a while, they played more intensely. A child uprooted several of my companions and used them as bullets to attack the "enemy". I was glad that I was not in danger when the "enemy" got angry and pulled up my hands to fight back. I cried out in pain and begged for mercy. But they don't care about my life and death, and continue to play happily.

On another occasion, a kid couldn't help urinating, so he urinated on my body, and rhubarb dog beside him took a shit on me, which was so smelly that I could hardly stand it. I beg you, don't hurt me like this, I am also a life!

I hope that the children will show leniency and stop hurting us for the sake of your home, ok? Grade 6 composition: Grass 8

Spring is coming, everything is reviving, the ice and snow are melting, the willows are waking up, green buds are growing, and the flowers are bearing silent flowers and bones. Everything is so beautiful! The most pleasing thing is the green grass.

From a distance, the grass is like naughty and lovely children, playing freely in Yuan Ye, dancing in the breeze, waving to birds, playing with bees and fiddling with their graceful dancing. It's really beautiful!

From a close look, they are just like cute elves, sacrificing their short lives to dress up the world and make it colorful.

The warm spring breeze blew, and the grass kept shaking its head under the touch of the spring breeze, but it didn't last long. The gentle wind gradually expanded into a fierce wind, blowing the grass mercilessly and unintentionally. I deeply sweat for the grass. I saw the grass struggling desperately under the strong wind. They gritted their teeth and held their heads high, as if thanking the spring breeze for giving them the opportunity to challenge themselves.

the next day, I came to the grassland in fear and trembling to see the injury of the grass. To our great surprise, the grass, relying on its indomitable spirit, finally overcame the spring breeze and stood unharmed!

Ah, the grass in my hometown, you are an example for me to learn, and you give me the courage and strength to overcome difficulties!

I love the grass in my hometown! Sixth grade composition: Grass 9

I am a grass, and I know how ordinary and insignificant I am. Among the flowers, I strolled with joy: watching flowers compete for beauty, watching bees love butterflies around.

I am a grass, and I know how ordinary and insignificant I am. Among all the trees, I admire them with great respect: watching ancient trees towering into the sky and listening to a hundred birds contend. I am a grass, and I also have my pride: no matter the end of the world or the cape, there are my compatriots everywhere; The grassland is my camp, and the mountain is just an arch bridge under my steps. I am a grass, and I also have my pride: I don't need careful watering or hard care; A drop of rain and dew, a ray of sunshine, a touch of dirt, my life can be brilliant and charming.

I am a grass, and I also have my pride: wind, frost, rain and snow make me take root more firmly; Spring, summer, autumn and winter are endless, and flowers and trees are hard to do; I am a grass, and I also have my pride: we are also friends of human beings, how wonderful it is for people to rest in my flexible arms and bask in the sun on the lawn; I am a grass, and I also have my pride: together, we will become the reliance of mankind, fighting against sandstorms, resisting the heat, refreshing the air, offering nectar, and embracing Mother Earth with sincerity forever and ever! Composition of Grade 6: Grass 1

I like the spring full of vigor and vitality, especially the tender, green and soft grass in spring.

There is a green lawn in the yard of my community. This is an ordinary grass. Although it is not as fragrant as jasmine, as graceful as roses and as tall and straight as pine trees, it is just a forgotten grass, but it has its own uniqueness.

When spring comes, green grass emerges, tender and soft, spreading all over the earth, forming a green ocean. All kinds of living plants are afraid of storms. One day, after a gust of wind, it suddenly rained. After the storm, I hurried to see the grass. Ah! The grass seems to be tortured to death, some crooked, and some stick to the ground. But I firmly believe that they will not give in under the storm. Sure enough, the grass slowly straightened up again, although there were crystal tears on her face! They seem to say proudly, "Look, how tenacious we are!" " At this time, a sense of admiration arises spontaneously, and the grass reminds me of those strong-willed people who are indifferent to difficulties and setbacks and resolutely re-row the boat of life. Grass is pregnant with the power of regeneration, ready to meet the challenge in the spring of next year, and then dedicated to people a green ocean of hope.

Ordinary, strong and unyielding, this is the character of grass. How can I not like it? Sixth grade composition: Grass 11

I am a grass, an ordinary grass that nobody pays attention to. My companions and I live on a hillside.

there are not only us here, but also the beautiful flower sister. Children often visit here to smell the fragrant flowers, and everyone appreciates them, but they ignore us. Seeing this, I began to feel sad and self-abased. I began to refuse Grandma Feng's dance, ignored my good water drops, and stopped attending Sister Lark's party.