I really want the composition of grade six 1. I really want to. ...
I really want to live in a cave on the Loess Plateau. On a crisp autumn day, I sat on a low stool in the yard and watched the chickens foraging. Or after stretching, climb to the roof along the ladder made of loess. Under the quiet sky, I am the only one, how heroic and carefree!
I really want to live in the depths of the bamboo forest in Yunnan, climb the creaking diaojiao building and look out the bamboo forest through the bamboo window. In a humid climate, daydreaming seems to be sufficient to squeeze out water.
I really want to live on the vast grassland, live a life of "hunting roe deer to catch fish, pheasant flying into the rice cooker", and see the responsibility and majesty of the shepherd dog to the sheep. Lying on the grass, looking at the blue sky and the white clouds floating in the sky. Or ride a fast horse. Run happily towards the horizon where the blue sky and the green plains meet!
I really want to live in a villa in Holland. A windmill will be set up in a garden full of tulips, and the quiet wind will push it to think and turn slowly. On this beautiful morning, after waking up from a beautiful dream, I came to the garden, cut a beautiful tulip with morning dew and inserted it on the dining table. Nature blends into life.
I really want to sit quietly by the window and live a quiet life. Even if you can't reach the desired place, as long as you are at home, this peace is fragrant.
I really want to have a pair of wings
Whenever I look up at the sky, I always see birds flying in the boundless blue sky. That is, I am eager to have a pair of wings, and I can fly in the air like a bird, free and without any troubles.
Now many students have entered junior high school and taken the most important step in their life journey, which means that the burden will be heavier and heavier and the pressure will be greater and greater. I really want a pair of wings. I can get rid of all this, say goodbye to them forever, fly high into the sky happily and never look back.
I really want to have a pair of wings, fly to the sky with open arms, dance freely in the sky without any constraints, and be relaxed and happy.
I really want to have a pair of wings, I can travel all over the world, enjoy the joy of the world, feel all kinds of customs, feast my eyes, let me never forget this fairyland-like place, and let it become my beautiful and lasting memory.
I really want to have a pair of wings, flying over Qian Shan, flying over any obstacles, flying to my ideal place and yearning place, so that my dream is no longer illusory, but a permanent reality.
I really want to have a pair of wings that can fly to the bird's house, associate with them with the most sincere me, and become good friends and inseparable. When encountering difficulties, I fought side by side with them, helped each other and cared for each other. I can give up my life for them at any time.
I really want to have a pair of wings, try to fly to the end of the sky, do what I like, help people who need more care, and let them feel the warmth and love from all over the world.
I miss the sixth grade composition 2. Dad, I miss you so much!
Dad, I don't know if you still remember that when I was three or four years old, you held my hand and dragged me around, humming a little song; Dad, I don't know if I can remember. When I was three or four years old, I always loved to share a bed with you. Dad, I don't know if you remember, but I have always been your favorite person, and you are also my favorite person.
Dad, now that I'm at my aunt's house, my mother has gone to heaven, and you married me another mother. She brought back a beautiful, intelligent and quiet daughter. Now, who do you love more?
Dad, you know, sometimes I get a little depressed when I go home these years, which makes me want to cry. Dad, that mother doesn't love me, even your feelings for me are weak!
I didn't do well in this exam. Do you know why I suffer? Because of your indifference, because none of you brought me comfort, only indifference, indifference, supercilious look, ridicule and sarcasm. You know, my heart really hurts, just like you didn't stab me in the heart directly with your sword, and my heart is completely broken. At that time, I cried almost out of breath. Did you comfort me?
Who is in charge of my study and who has reason to be sarcastic? My aunt told me together. Tell me, ask your hearts, how much have you paid?
Dad, please forgive me for saying these words, because they have been weighing on my heart! Dad, I'm really, really like you before, the one who loves me.
I really miss composition 3 of grade six. We all know who taught us to say the first sentence and take the first step, and who cared for our young hearts with her selfless love. It's mom. It can be seen how great and sacred maternal love is!
My mother is in her thirties, with short hair and medium build. She is a kind, hardworking and simple farmer. The family is not rich, my father goes out to work in his spare time, and the burden of the family is on her weak shoulders, making him look old and haggard.
Mother is so busy all day that she can't spare a moment. She gets up early every day and does all kinds of housework. I remember one winter, the weather was very cold. Because it snowed the night before, the snow turned into ice, and the road was particularly slippery. After breakfast, my mother took me to school. After school, I was so anxious that I was at a loss, because there was a layer of ice on the road, and I would fall down if I was not careful. I know this is my only way every day. I want to walk on the ice. I walked carefully, but I fell down and it hurt. Coupled with the biting cold wind blowing on my face, it was extremely cold. Just when I was at my wit's end, I vaguely saw a familiar figure across the snowflake. It's near, near, clear, that's my mother! I cried excitedly: "Mom!" My mother won't let me move. She came up to me step by step, put her arms around me, put on her coat and took me home. At that moment, I felt that the coat my mother gave me had a magical function. I don't know what it is, it not only warms my body, but also warms my heart.
Open old photos and look for my mother. When I was a child, my mother's face was as beautiful as a peach blossom. That was my mother when I was a child. Although she looks much older because of fatigue, she is still radiant.
Today's mother is not as good as before, and unconsciously climbed up the crow's feet. What remains unchanged in my memory is her hair.
Open the box of memory, my mother has thick black hair and a simple and natural charm. Until then.
One day, my mother was combing her hair. I accidentally saw a white line on her head. Reach out and pinch it. Mom says it hurts. Then I realized it wasn't a thread, it was white hair! How stupid of me! In an instant, my anger at him was swept away, and I was afraid of her. It is no longer an ordinary line in my eyes, but a history book that records my mother's love for me.
Now my study is much better than before. I know that it was my mother who accompanied me through the history of growth and left a footprint of growth. It is my mother and I who are in the same boat and accompany me step by step to the other side of success. I thank him. I want to study hard and repay her-an ordinary mother.
I really miss the sixth grade composition 4: round head, big eyes, small mouth, long beard and a red bow on my ear. It is one of the best hellokitty in the cartoon world. Its family members are: mother, father and twin sister. It is cheerful and lively, gentle and enthusiastic, naughty and lovely, and likes to make friends. He is good at playing tennis and playing the piano well. The best cooking skills are: European pastoral handmade biscuits; I like listening to fairy tales and collecting all kinds of beautiful and lovely decorations, including candy, little stars and goldfish, especially bows. I like going to parks or forests with many good friends. I like my mother's apple pie and my uncle's love bread in town. I like English and music best. The best means of transportation: I like to ride a pink tricycle to the park. The most attractive place is Kitty, whose body is full of lovely breath. The most attractive thing is that she wears a red bow on her left ear and a small round tail. My favorite color is red, which is the same as her bow. I like clothes very much. In order to move conveniently, lively kittens always like to wear masculine overalls. But sometimes I wear beautiful dresses and dresses, which are very feminine; The sweetest dream is to marry Daniel in a romantic seaside chapel; I hope to be a great poet and pianist when I grow up.
Hellokitty brings a lot of fun to people. I really want to be hellokitty.
I really miss the composition of grade 6. The wind blows across the grass, and it is really Miri in Malaysia. I want to grow up.
"I don't want, I don't want to grow up. When I grow up, there will be no flowers in the world ... "Listening to the song" I don't want to grow up ",I feel a little confused. Why don't I want to grow up?
Maybe I am different! Maybe I have experienced too much! Whenever my classmates recall the joy of childhood in front of me and say how much they want to go back to childhood, I will suddenly throw them a sentence: "No, I want to grow up!" " "
Now I wander between homework and class every day. The word "freedom" seems to belong to me by nature, and I feel it is far away from me. What's wrong with growing up? When I grow up, no one cares about me, so I don't have to listen to my parents no matter what I do. I can play computer and watch TV without studying every day. Shit, yeah! That's cool! Since it's so cool, why not?
Many elders said to me, "Look how relaxed you are now! It's not like us, we have to work every day, it's annoying! " Although I always give them a smile, I am confused. Have fun at work! Sometimes the company will hold some tourism activities! As for me, there are many classes on weekends, and I can't even sleep late. Not to mention shopping! I have to do my homework when I have time. "Simple"? Alas, if we can understand our difficulties, we certainly won't use "relaxed" to describe them.
I'm curious to find out everything. Sometimes things happen at home. Every time I ask my parents, they always say, "Don't worry about children and adults!" " "I want to know why I have to tell them all my secrets, but they won't tell me. So, I don't want to be a child, and I don't want to be a child. I think it's too unfair. I want to grow up! My parents will tell me when I grow up!
I really miss the sixth grade composition 6. My crooked handwriting is ugly and a big failure. I always do housework at sixes and sevens, which is a great failure. Ah! God, why does the goddess of luck always come to others? I really don't understand. Everything I do is a failure. Why is success so far away from me? I really want to succeed!
I remember once my mother told me at work, "I'll sweep the floor before I come back at noon, and then mop the floor." I nodded, and at this moment, I almost collapsed. Because my living room is too big, as well as my room, bathroom and parents' bedroom. I really can't imagine when I can work. I just worked for a while, but I didn't finish sweeping, and I felt impatient. I was so careless that I dragged it over. At noon, the door rang, but it was my sister who came in. My sister looked at the ground and said I was a failure. That night, I felt very frustrated I thought to myself, I must succeed. Success is too important to me. Even I can't lose my success. I've always wanted to find a chance to prove to my sister that I will succeed, too.
On this day, an accidental opportunity happened to meet me, and I was happy and happy. Mom is out, and so is my sister. Hardly had I locked the door when someone came. I opened the door and said angrily to the man, "My parents are not at home. Come back tomorrow. " I locked the door. Close the door to feel familiar. But I don't know who it is. I thought, whoever he is, let's mop the floor first. It seems to be going well this time. At noon, the more I think about it, the happier I am, because I mop the floor very cleanly, and the more I look at it, the more pleasing I am. I really couldn't restrain my inner happiness and burst out laughing. My sister came back and looked very angry. When she saw me, she shouted that our uncle came this morning, and it suddenly occurred to me. I went to bed early at night. Although my sister didn't say anything, I know in my heart that I failed again.
I failed again and again and had to carry it down again and again. How I long for success! How I long for my sister's words-you have succeeded. But I drove away the goddess of luck again and again. How I want to say that you have succeeded! You did it!
I still believe that I can succeed after repeated blows. Yes!
On this day, my sister is leaving. She gave me the task, one is to wash the dishes and the other is to clean the windows. I jumped up at once and said happily to my sister, "No problem." I wanted my sister to watch me wash the dishes and clean the windows, but my sister temporarily said that she would go to Xiao Qiao. I suddenly fell on the telephone pole, but fortunately there was still a "rope", so I climbed up, climbed up, and finally climbed to the end and saw the dawn. Wow! How clean it is! "You did it," my sister shouted. At this moment, my heart is full of joy and I have an unspeakable feeling. Although I succeeded, I am still not satisfied. I want to make great achievements.
I really miss the sixth grade composition 7, "Under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer ... waiting for class, waiting for school, waiting for an interesting childhood." Listening to this familiar melody, I can't help but think of it and more interesting things in the summer vacation. Day after day, year after year, I look forward to the winter vacation. I really want to have a winter vacation, because during the winter vacation, I have the opportunity to have a good sleep, have fun and enjoy myself freely.
I really want to have a winter vacation. After the winter vacation, I can sleep freely in bed every day. What a pleasant thing it is! Don't worry about the alarm clock in the morning, and don't listen to grandma's advice. It is snowing outside. I've slept enough. I will lie in bed and look at the beautiful snowflakes. One by one, clusters of silver umbrellas floated around. A straight line, a ray. After a while, it fell gently, at the end of the tree, laughing in the fields and spreading on the grass. Every snowflake flower is so pure, elegant and even more elegant. What a beautiful snow scene!
I really want to have a winter vacation. After the winter vacation, there is not much school discipline. With grandma's permission, I can walk around with my friends with small fireworks. Sometimes we press it with small stones, and sometimes we light it in idle space. Occasionally, when we meet a puppy, we quickly light fireworks and get in touch with the puppy one by one. As long as the puppy hears the sound of "baa, baa", it will run away with a series of "barks". My little friend and I laughed from ear to ear. We are naughty enough!
I really want to have a winter vacation. After the winter vacation, there is a world full of snow. We are immersed in it and have a good time. Build two snowmen as doormen and two snowmen as bodyguards at home. Then I found many good friends and divided them into two groups to have a snowball fight next to the snowman. We each took a small snowball and hid it next to the snowman. While the "enemy" was not looking, we violently attacked their hats, bodies and shoulders. We look up at the sky from time to time, and snowballs fly to the "enemy" like white steamed buns ... In an instant, our respective steamed buns are "swallowed up" by each other. "We won, won! Continue to fight in the next round ... "We shouted, jumped and shouted heartily, and felt endless happiness in our hearts, just like winning great battles again and again.
I really want to have a winter vacation, because it is beautiful, free and interesting, so I hope it will come soon.
I really miss the sixth grade composition 8 "Little boy, big schoolbag, endless homework ..." My ears are full of "little boys" on the happy planet ...
Hey! Since my sixth grade, I'm ... I'm really bored. Every day, faced with a mountain of homework and endless nagging from teachers and parents, I dare to be angry and dare not speak. (Virtual-don't let mom hear you, otherwise there will be less "ideological education" and more "fried meat with bamboo shoots")
I feel like a robot obeying the orders of teachers and parents, working endlessly, and accidentally "whipping and serving".
No, just after school started, my mother carried me to the living room. I saw-"My mother Mia, there is a pile of class registration forms on the desk". My mother was so excited that I was sleepy when she said this cram school and that cram school.
Finally, after several days of hard work, I finally took the initiative, but it didn't last long. My mother used my father as a powerful "reinforcement" to fight with me, and finally I had to "surrender". But I still refused to go to the Olympics, but-my mother personally "dragged" me to the cram school. Whoops, I'm so miserable. Practice saxophone after school at 4: 30 every Friday afternoon, and then go to English class directly until 8: 00 pm. If you are too busy, don't say anything.
Recently, my idea has changed: the drafting notice of the composition I published in Dahe Daily has arrived. At the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, in the envious eyes of the whole school, I received a notice from the brigade counselor, and I was extremely happy. Followed by full marks in English dictation, math scores soared. I thought, "although I have a lot of homework in grade six, it is not useless." At least my English, math and English have improved, which is quite good.
This is me-a little boy with troubles and happiness. Sometimes I think everyone has some troubles-normal. Why not learn from the Happy Fairy? "I want to fly, I want to fly ... I want to fly, I want to fly ..." I really want to be a boy without troubles.
I really miss the sixth grade composition 9. Friendship is to help a friend when he is in trouble, but it is not that kind of useless help. For example, if a friend fights with someone, you should be loyal and then give him a beating. Friendship is lasting, it can resist all the temptations in the house, and the most important thing is to control people's desires. With the desire for something, even a strong friendship will be broken, which will make two people disharmony. Friendship is the most easily broken in the world. It's hard for your friends to misunderstand this sentence. You may quarrel with each other, or you may fight. The result is even more predictable. Therefore, friendship is to trust, understand, tolerate and maintain friendship with heart.
My interpersonal relationship is not good, and only one friend is the best for me. She is my closest friend. I'm not talking about her today, but another one. Her name is Dream.
Dream and my classmate for three years, I regard her as a good friend and confidant. Once, she played with me and tore open my clothes on the playground. I knew she was teasing me, so I smiled and went over. I didn't expect her to strip my clothes again. I was angry and turned to lift her clothes. Later, I left, she followed, me and. At the back of the classroom, I took off my clothes (there were clothes inside), but I was a girl and had a quarrel with her. The more we argue, the fiercer it gets. When Miss English came in, I angrily reported to the teacher, who called her dream to the podium and severely criticized her. I was even angrier when I looked at her disdainful appearance on the podium. Since then, we are no longer close, but it is not a word. ......
Until now, she and I are not in the same class. I know that she and I are too self-centered. It's so childish that a little thing should come to this! She was my classmate for three years and slept with me for three years. That kind of feeling can't be extinguished, but because of this obstacle, it ruined our beautiful and precious friendship! I really miss that "friendship".
I really miss the composition of grade six 10. When I was a child, I sat on my mother and watched TV, chanting, "When am I five years old?" ! When can I grow up? "Said until the age of five, five years old looking forward to six years old, six years old looking forward to seven years old. I am looking forward to it until I am eleven.
When I was five or six years old, I felt that when I grew up, no one was in charge and I could make my own decisions. Apart from making my own decisions, I can't think of any benefits of growing up, but when I was nagged by my parents, I only had this wish.
In this way, I want to look forward to it every day, always thinking about this seemingly beautiful wish and falling asleep.
In this way, the time of "turning a blind eye one day at a time, one year at a time" passed several times, and I was one year older.
My childhood ended like this. I feel much more free to go to school than now, but I can't think of my later life. In the coming summer vacation, I can only hold beautiful fantasies again and again, and I can't wait to go to primary school immediately to experience the fantasy life there.
Ah, the primary school has finally arrived, and the fantasy has finally come true. However, things have never been as good as I imagined. When I arrived at the school gate, I was a little surprised when I was young.
When I arrived at the school gate, I saw children and teachers, just like kindergarten. Looking at it, I kind of want to try something new. My parents sent me to the door before leaving. I urged them to leave quickly, because I couldn't wait to break into this wonderful world alone.
In recent years, unusual things have happened. Every time I train, every time I am happy, I keep it in mind. It's fun to think about it in recent years!
Now think about the benefits of growth, there are quite a few. However, when I think that many things can't be played when they grow up, many playmates have parted ways and they have grown up. After seeing them, I may pass by but I don't know them. All I can do is smile at myself and continue to fantasize about growing up ...