Whether in school or in society, everyone has tried to write essays. Through essays, we can gather our scattered thoughts together. Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? The following is the sixth grade composition of Aijia that I collected and compiled. I hope it can help everyone. Composition 1 for Grade 6 on Loving Home
Mother's love is the greatest love in the world. He brings us back to another world and brings us to this beautiful world. Parental love is great, majestic, selfless, and kind. Father's love is like a mountain, because the mountain is high and towering; maternal love is like the sea, because the sea is unfathomable. However, this meticulous love makes it difficult for us to repay! Wow! What a beautiful love! Let me share it with you too!
My family is very simple. I know that it is not easy for my parents to make money. I rarely ask my parents for money. Once, I suddenly had a high fever. My sister and brother were sleeping. I endured the severe headache and walked to my mother's room. I said, "Mom, I have a headache. It seems I have a fever." After that, I passed out. When I woke up, I found that my mother was lying on my body and fell asleep. I cried because it was so late and my mother didn't go to the room to sleep. Another time, that time, I came home late, and my parents were very anxious and angry at home. When I got home, my father told me to stand still. They scolded me a few times and then beat me. I was very angry at the time and thought: Humph, what’s so big about it, just because I’m an adult!
Father's love is like a mountain - tall and majestic. My father used his tall body to block many difficulties for us. He used his two hands full of love to hold me young and young, and held me with his beard full of love. He touched my little face and kissed me.
Mother's love is like water - flowing through the heart. With her hands, mother mixes all the taste of the family's love into the seasoning box of love, and cooks it into "fish-flavored shredded pork" with beautiful color, fragrance and flavor, creating family harmony. Neighborhood atmosphere. My mother always encourages me. When I encounter difficulties, I feel very unhappy, but my mother encourages me. Let me continue to work hard in the future and not be discouraged.
My parents’ love is like the moon in the sky, lighting the way to success for me. I used to always talk back to my parents, but now I regret it so much that I decided: I will never talk back to my parents again! In the future, I will definitely be filial to my parents, study hard, and be a person of high moral character, because "children become the best version of themselves" is the biggest wish of parents. Aijia Sixth Grade Composition 2
My hometown is in Sishui County, Shandong Province. There are many scenic spots here, including Ten Thousand Acres of Peach Garden, Fengxian Mountain, Xihou Valley, Shengyuan Lake Park, Shengding Square, etc. . Among these beautiful attractions, my favorite is the Rainbow Bridge in Shengyuan Lake Park.
The Rainbow Bridge spans the Shengyuan Lake. The main body is red, and there are seven-color lights on the bridge. At night, the colorful lanterns constantly change colors, causing the lake water to reflect a strange light. The sparkling microwaves cause colors such as red, orange, yellow and green to ripple gently, outlining a beautiful picture. It's both real and illusory, and one can't help but think it's a gorgeous rainbow falling on the earth. Hence the name Rainbow Bridge.
Every summer evening, my parents and I would come to the Rainbow Bridge to cool off. Standing on the bridge and looking into the distance, you can have a panoramic view of Shengyuan Lake Park: the wide asphalt road winds toward the southwest along the green hills; the tall arched bridge stands in the middle of the lake, connecting a The island is full of wilderness atmosphere; green trees and colorful flowers are interspersed on the lakeshore, showing off the vigorous vitality; beside the Canglang Pavilion, the lotus flowers in the lotus pond are blooming, and the subtle fragrance floats, refreshing, and makes people feel comfortable...
The Rainbow Bridge is not long, but it attracts many people to play. Elderly people practice Tai Chi to soothing music, young people shuttle in groups on the tree-lined avenues, and children chase and play happily like birds at ease.
At this time, passionate music sounded in the square: "The sun is shining brightly on the Surabaya shore, and the boundless scenery is new for a while..." The central fountain sprayed out water columns of different heights as if it had been summoned. These water columns dance in graceful curves to the rhythm of the music.
In an instant, the lively crowd quieted down, and everyone gathered around the fountain to watch. The naughty children even stretched out their little hands to try to catch the splashing water drops. The afterglow of the setting sun spreads down, giving the lake and tourists a faint golden light!
I stood on the bridge, listening to this stunning music and admiring this wonderful scene, and refused to leave for a long time. Aijia Sixth Grade Composition 3
My hometown is Qinghe Township, Fangcheng County. There are many sweet and big watermelons here in summer.
Spring is here, we go to the street to buy some watermelon seeds, beat the ground into a border, and use white plastic film to build an arch. This is to cultivate watermelon seedlings, which is the hope of the farmer uncle.
More than ten days have passed, and the watermelon seeds have grown into watermelon seedlings. After another twenty days, the watermelon seedlings began to move to the fields. Some of the uncles and aunts dug holes, some planted seedlings, some watered them, and some buried them in the soil. With the joint efforts of everyone, the watermelon seedlings returned from the soil border to the field, completing the big move of watermelon seedlings.
I looked at the watermelon seedlings all over the ground and thought: Watermelon seedlings, watermelon seedlings, grow up quickly! I seemed to see green watermelon seedlings all over the ground, with big watermelons lying on them...
Time passed slowly, and the watermelon seedlings grew into watermelon seedlings, and watermelon seedlings bloomed. The small yellow flowers will bear small watermelons as big as glass balls in a few days! Day by day, the small watermelon as big as a glass ball grew into as big as a football. Look! The big watermelons are like fat dolls, lying in the arms of Guayang's mother. The afterglow of the setting sun caresses them gently, urging them to sleep.
The watermelon is ripe, and people are more energetic now. A few were moved home, and the rest were loaded into large trucks and taken to the city to sell for money. People exchanged watermelons for banknotes, and people in their hometown became rich by selling watermelons.
Let’s eat watermelon! The green skin, red flesh and black seeds can clear away heat and provide nutrition. Take a bite of watermelon and it will be sweet from your mouth to your heart. I know there are three ways to eat watermelon: the first is to cut it into pieces; the second is to cut the watermelon in half, dig a small hole in the middle with a spoon, put some sugar on it and eat it; Put the watermelon in the refrigerator and it will be much better to eat some when it is very hot. Watermelon rind can also be fried and eaten as a vegetable, which is my favorite.
How is it? The watermelon in my hometown is cute enough! I love the watermelons in my hometown, and I love my hometown even more. Composition 4 of Aijia for Grade 6
Hi, everyone! I am young reporter He Jiaying. My hometown is beautiful Baise, where it is like spring all year round and the long Youjiang River surrounds the city. Time flies, from 20xx to 20xx, in the blink of an eye, I have lived in Baise for five years. In these five years, I have witnessed the rapid development of my hometown.
In these short five years, Baise has undergone earth-shaking changes. High-rise buildings are rising one after another, there are more green belts on expressways and roads, and the "Baise City Library" has been built... This series of changes has made our lives a lot more convenient. In the past, because there was no supermarket near my home, we often went to supermarkets far away from home to buy daily necessities, and we had to buy a lot at one time; now, there are more supermarkets, and shopping is much more convenient. It’s not just the changes in supermarkets, there are more and more real estates now, more and more people are coming to the city from the countryside, and the whole city is very lively.
For me, the best change is the completion and use of Baise City Library and Garden Expo. In the past, I read books either in bookstores or at school, and there were not so many types of books, so my desire to read was often unsatisfied; now there is a new library, and after paying a deposit and applying for a library card, I can read at most one time You can borrow 6 books and read there. What a pleasant thing it is! This is truly the best change! In my opinion, going to the library and the Garden Expo are all about acquiring knowledge. Why? You must be wondering! There are books in the library, and besides the beautiful scenery, what else does the Garden Expo have? Let me tell you! The knowledge in the Garden Expo is hidden in the cultural gallery. Knowledge is a picture! The paintings contain Zhuang folk customs and many other knowledge.
Do you think it’s a good idea to learn while playing?
Look, there are so many changes in Baise! Let us build Baise better together! Composition 5 of Aijia Sixth Grade
My hometown is Pujiang, known as the hometown of calligraphy and painting and the capital of crystal. But I love Pujiang’s famous snacks even more.
"Hey, where did this faint rice fragrance come from?' It made my stomach growl. It turned out to be rice porridge! The boss scooped up a ladle of porridge and poured it into the bowl. The porridge looked like The porridge usually goes into the bowl. When you eat it, the porridge is thick and not mushy. The steamed dumplings are also very delicious. Even though they are small, they have hidden dangers inside, which will make you feel "successful" when you eat them. , be careful to burn it, and put it in your mouth after it has cooled down a bit. It will turn up, down, left, and right in your mouth, making your mouth feel oily but not greasy. Half of it is lost in the human body. Your sense of taste tells you that I want another bowl! Wangyuelou’s spicy tofu tastes really good! 'There is a little chili pepper on the tofu, and there is also a layer of red oil floating on it. The smell makes the throat feel spicy, and people can't control their appetite. The tofu is soft yet crispy, and I can’t help but admire the chef’s superb cooking skills. The foreigner at the next table ate and gave a thumbs up and said, "VERY GOOD!" Listening to the foreigner's praise, I felt happy. Looking at the people coming in and out of the restaurant, I seemed to see the prosperous scene of Pujiang in the future... .... Aijia Sixth Grade Composition 6
"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and people on the road are dying." As usual, this year's Qingming Festival is also drizzle.
I went for an outing in the Forest Park with my mother... When I went up the mountain, I was surrounded by rapeseed flowers! The thin raindrops fell softly on the petals, melting into crystal drops of water.
I just enjoyed the fragrance of the forest and mountains. My feet were already numb from walking. I sat on a stone on the side of the road to rest. My mother took out a green dough ball from her bag and handed it to me. I looked at the ball half the size of my fist. Qingtuan, the dark green Qingtuan becomes crystal clear due to the mixture of glutinous rice flour, like a round emerald. I took a bite, the Qingtuan is sticky and sweet, just like the glutinous rice balls eaten during the New Year, but it also has a refreshing fragrance. , I stuffed the Qingtuan into my mouth in two mouthfuls, and squeezed out a sentence: "Mom, why are Qingtuan eaten only during the Qingming Festival?" "
My mother smiled and told me a story:
It is said that one year during the Qingming Festival, a farmer saw the Qing army chasing after a Taiping officer when he was plowing the fields. The Taiping officer pretended to be himself, so that he could escape the disaster. Later, in order to prevent the Qing army from finding out that he was giving him food, he made Qingtuan with mugwort and glutinous rice flour. Later, the Taiping officer successfully returned to the base camp. , it turns out that he is the loyal general.
In order to commemorate the "life-saving Qingtuan", the Taiping Army eats Qingtuan every year.
I swallowed the sweet Qingtuan and suddenly felt like it. It not only tastes delicious, but also has a power - it comes from the wisdom of working people and the power of striving for a better life.
For these customs and cultures, we should not only be grateful, but also should be. Always keep in mind these traditions that are rich in the spiritual wisdom of the ancient working people, spread them out, and become famous overseas. Aijia Sixth Grade Composition 7
In Lu Xun’s works, I once studied an article—— "My Herb Garden". Through the description of the natural scenery of the Herb Garden, it deeply expresses children's pursuit of freedom, happiness and love for life. After reading this article, I feel that Lu Xun's Herb Garden is very beautiful and full of vitality. . It reminds me of the "Herb Garden" at home.
The breath of spring floats to the garden, awakening the sleeping plants, and the cherry trees stretch out and drink the dew in the humid air of the dry morning. Gradually, little green heads poked out from the branches, looking at the outside world in amazement, and slowly exposed their bodies, becoming a shade of green.
The three peach trees next to it seemed unwilling to give in, and then they quickly grew leaves. The grapes and cacti in the corner had to watch as they slowly grew into a shade of green.
In a blink of an eye, summer is here. In this unbearably cool summer, some people want to swim, some want to enjoy the cool air, and some want to sunbathe. If you want to enjoy the shade, in this garden, the deck chairs under the grape trellis, or the rocking chairs under the peach and cherry trees are the right places to enjoy the shade and bask in the sunlight that filters through the leaves. This is really a place of refuge! The sunshine made these beautiful beauties look listless. Only the cactus held out its chest and showed no fear of anger. At this time, the cactus stole their limelight.
The golden autumn is gradually approaching, and the grapes on the grape trellis are already purple and ripe. The peaches are all ripe at this time, and the cherries have already been ripe in the summer. Their verdant green gradually faded and turned golden, even the cactus remained uncolored. In autumn, the sky is high and the air is crisp. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family sits here to enjoy the cool air, eat moon cakes and watch the brightest and roundest moon.
As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, winter gradually arrives. The winter garden is relatively tasteless, and the pure and simple white snow covers it. Quiet, quiet, quiet...it's eerily quiet here. Occasionally, there is a cold wind blowing, and they all fall asleep. Only the plum blossoms bloom at this time, facing the wind and snow. Show your unique beauty. As the poet Wang Anshi said:
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Ah! The beautiful "Baicao Garden" amazed me with its beauty in all four seasons. You are as beautiful as Lu Xun's Herb Garden. Love Home Composition 8 for Grade 6
In my lovely home, there are many interesting furniture: there is a childish and cute double bed, there is a "magician" table, and there is a gentleman-like wine cabinet... But in such a Among the many “distinctive” pieces of furniture, my favorite is the “well-read” bookcase.
The bookcase is like a polite and elegant poet: made of wood, wearing a brown suit, it looks elegant and generous. The bookcase has four large compartments and three small compartments. The big grid contains books like "Biography of Celebrities" and "Jane Eyre". Most of them are read by my parents and sister, and I also read them occasionally. Xiaoge, on the other hand, contains some children's literature, such as "The Diary of the Laughing Cat", "The Naughty Little Ma Xiaotiao" and other books, so Xiaoge is a "paradise" for my sister and me.
Our family loves reading and often comes to "visit" the bookcase. The bookcase is simply our "paradise". Come to the bookcase, pick up a favorite book, sit on a chair, and quietly read the wonderful stories in the book. This is the quietest time at home: everyone sits quietly, watches quietly, and even flips through books quietly. Watching silently, sometimes smiling, sometimes wiping tears from the corners of his eyes. Reading a book is such a wonderful thing! If reading is as beautiful as sunshine, then the bookcase is the sun that emits sunshine.
Bookcases are our warm haven, our close family members, and our comforting friends. Bookcases support us spiritually. Once, grandma got seriously ill. Our whole family was very sad, as if there was a dark cloud in our hearts. At that time, our family came to the bookcase at the same time, picked up a beloved book, sat on the ground, and read quietly. Afterwards, the dark clouds in everyone's hearts seemed to have dispersed and they cheered up again!
I love my bookcase, I love my family, I love my home! It is they who give me love, warmth and strength. Home is my warm harbor, my family is my hope for survival, and my bookcase is my happy "gas station". It is they who have created a better, better, and more perfect me. I love them! Aijia Sixth Grade Composition 9
In my spare time after class, I always like to stare blankly at the mountains in the distance, because it will bring me a lot of warmth and imagination.
I liked mountain climbing when I was a child. When I was seven or eight years old, I often went mountain climbing with my older friends. I liked to go to the mountains to pick wild flowers, and I still like it now. April in my hometown is even more beautiful. The sky in April is blue, the air is transparent, and the mountains and plains are filled with azalea, which makes it particularly moving.
The azaleas are not colorful, but they are extremely bright. They are pink when they first bloom, and then gradually turn pale pink. Seen from a distance, they look large and eye-catching. Looking closer, there are clusters of clusters, just like the Peach Blossom Island in The Legend of the Condor Heroes! In winter, you can also break off a few dry branches and take them home and keep them in a bottle. In about half a month, beautiful pink flowers will bloom. When the flowers fade, green and pointed flowers will grow. The leaves, dotted with the cold winter, are really beautiful. My friends and I often run long distances to pick these flowers. I often greedily pick a handful and hold them tightly to my chest, for fear that others will snatch them away. It's a pity that I don't have a camera, otherwise I would definitely take more photos with these wild flowers!
When autumn comes, all kinds of "fruits" in the mountains are ripe, including persimmons, plums, walnuts, and mountain delicacies: fungus, mushrooms, hericium, hazelnuts, pine seeds... People began to go to the mountains together to pick "wild fruits" and delicacies. Many of them were not doing it to enjoy or sell for money, but for the joy of the picking process!
Not far from home, there is an ever-flowing river with crystal clear water. In the summer when it doesn't rain much, the water is up to the knees and people can wade to the other side of the river. But now? Only the last old carp can be seen in the river, swimming slowly and laboriously in the water. Its body is so thin. It has obviously not eaten clean food for a long time. It is spitting out gray bubbles. , his round eyes glared at the people on the shore.
I love my hometown, its mountains, its water, and its vegetation, and I hope everyone will take action to save a drop of water, save a kilowatt-hour of electricity, and plant one more tree. From me Let's start by protecting our home together and use our own meager strength to create a beautiful and pleasant environment for the new century! Aijia Sixth Grade Composition 10
At the foot of an ordinary and peaceful mountain, there is a beautiful small village. Behind the village are lush mountain forests, and in front of the village there is a winding river. In this place surrounded by green mountains and green waters, simple and hard-working farmers live. My grandparents live here.
Whenever I call my grandparents to say hello, I can’t help but think of my hometown, and even more of the small river in front of my hometown.
Spring is here, the water in the river is flowing, and the little flowers and grass that have woken up by the river are rushing out, as if they are competing to see who is more beautiful; the willow tree hangs its green branches. When I entered the river, I seemed to be combing my beautiful hair; the birds also came to join in the fun, sitting on the branches and chattering "talking about each other". The river in spring is so lively!
Summer is here, and the river is very lively. Whether it is me from the city or the children from the country, they all get into the river naked, thinking of little loaches in the water. Drilling up and down, sometimes having water fights, sometimes swimming competitions, the sounds of playing and fighting come and go, and bursts of laughter echo along the riverside for a long time. The river is so lively in summer!
Autumn is here, and the little fish are swimming quietly in the river, as if recalling the joy of summer. A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the leaves on the trees by the river fell one by one, dancing like butterflies, falling in the river, like small boats, floating leisurely into the distance. The river in autumn is so clean!
Winter is here, and the water in the river is flowing slowly. The howling north wind blew, and the river bank was covered with "ice cream" everywhere, crystal clear and dazzling under the sunlight. The little birds flew away, and the little flowers and grass hibernated. The river is so boring, it can only wait quietly for next year's spring to bloom. The river is so lonely in winter!
I love the river in my hometown, I love my beautiful hometown!