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Sixth grade narrative essay 300 words Part 1"Ding bell ...... class bell rang, students one after another into the classroom. The homeroom teacher walked into the classroom as usual in a graceful manner, and said: the school is temporarily meeting, you review yourselves, do not talk to each other, and the class cadres should maintain good discipline." Then explained some things, they hurriedly left.
The class teacher's heel only just stepped out, the whole class is like a hot pot on the ants - round and round, some people also yell: "Ouye, the teacher is gone!" "Stop it! Review your lessons!" The class president loudly reprimanded, quiet for a few seconds, then lively again, like the street market. Some people even dare to get up, dancing ghost steps on the podium, some people also sing loudly ......
"Let the heavy rain wash away, the sand in the memory, so that I am unattached to the end of the world ...... "Oops, Zhao Zemao in the k-song, sang Li Yi Feng's what "sword wound", despite all our rhetoric, he just do not listen, still have a style, chest singing, he suddenly came to a three hundred and sixty degrees of the big broken voice, amused us laugh. Crap, the class president stared at us, he looked with a sharp gaze, like a lion trying to eat us. We hurriedly laughed awkwardly, then picked up our books to review. "Xiao Cui, a bowl of wine and old-fashioned pickled vegetable noodles! Eight buns and six steamed buns, come up all together!" "Hahaha ......" turned out to be "big appetite king" Zhang Jianjie talking in his sleep, even drooled. We can not help but laugh.
"There is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey is the king", this saying describes our class really suitable!
Sixth grade narrative essay 300 words Part 2Yesterday, I, my aunt, Shen Yi and other one **** eight people went to Fuyang, Shen Yi uncle's house to go on an excursion.
In the morning, we went to a vineyard to pick grapes. Looking at the bunches of crystal clear green grapes, my mouth was watering. I couldn't wait to pick up a pair of scissors and carry a box of grapes. In a short time, several boxes of "war" piled up around me, really proud of ah!
After picking grapes to eat, I found that the store is a big fish pond, haha, this time you can fish! In my repeatedly begged, aunt finally agreed to my request.
Three mouths two mouths after picking up lunch, I ran to the fish pond, pick up the fishing rod, when the leisurely "little fisherman". I know that fishing is my specialty! You see, first gently take a small ball of flour as bait, roll it into a small ball on the hook, and then pick up the hook and fling it forward, the preparation work is done! The next step is to sit quietly at the edge of the pond with a fishing rod and wait for the fish to take the bait. But don't think it's easy! Your hand holding the bamboo pole must be kept still, if the pole is always swaying around, the timid fish will be scared away. If you're a good fisherman, you'll be able to catch the fish. I didn't set the hook for a while and then the fish took the bait! Don't be in a hurry, you have to reel in the line and wait until the fish's strength is exhausted, and then bring the fish up. What's more, after half an hour, we caught a big grass carp, fifty centimeters long!
Picking grapes, fishing, eating farm dinner, today's excursion is really full of harvest ah!
Sixth grade narrative essay 300 words Part 3A month ago in the evening, more than 9 o'clock, I was still at my grandmother's house. Because my mom and dad had something to do and couldn't come to pick me up, I had to go home by myself.
Walking in the dark night was my first time. There was not a single pedestrian on the road, only the moon and stars in the sky followed me. The eerie atmosphere reminds me of many ghosts and monsters on TV, and the more I think about it, the more scared I am, so I buried my head, clenched my fists, and walked forward vigorously, not daring to turn back at all, as if there was a ghost waiting for me behind me.
Passing a pillar, I want a movie: in a dark and windy night, suddenly a middle-aged man jumped out from the side of the pillar, picking up a child to run, the child's parents to look for the child everywhere, and finally find the child, the child has long been all over the body ...... think of it, my goosebumps are coming out. I'm not sure if you're a good person or a good person. I desperately control myself not to think, but the more so, the brain is more disobedient, chaotic plot flying, heart "thumping" jumping, straight to the throat. Suddenly, a black thing jumped out of the roadside ditch. A black thing, I screamed in fear, back and forth, legs are shaking, "Meow ......" turned out to be a cat ah, really scared me to death, I patted my chest to appease the rapid beating of the heart, while in the heart of the constant scolding themselves: "Coward."
After this scare, my guts, on the contrary, I got up, and my footsteps were much lighter, and in a short while, I reached home.
The first time I walked at night, although scary but an interesting experience!
Sixth grade narrative essay 300 words Part 4Let me say thank you, you gave me warmth; let me say thank you, you gave me sunshine; let me say thank you, you gave me growth; let me say thank you, you gave me a warm home; let me say thank you, you gave me knowledge; let me say thank you, you gave me encouragement; let me say thank you, you gave me courage; let Let me say thank you, it is you who gave me applause ......
In the rainy season, you paved the big flat road ahead of me, do not let me hobble forward on the hideous road, you give me the courage to let me fall down again and then bravely stood up, do not need to tears, in your rain and grow up peacefully, bravely forward!
In the sunshine, you hit the umbrella for me, do not let me in the sun in the sun, in the crook of your arm lying quietly, do not need to sweat, just need to see me quietly fall asleep and reveal the gratifying smile!
In the winter, you will wrap my little hand with your big hand every day, and you would rather be frozen, as long as I am warm!
Every time you encounter difficulties, you will protect me at all costs, even if they are injured, but also do not want to see my tears!
You are like three inches of sunshine, moisturizing the growing small trees, do not want to see them bent; you are like a flower, after seeing the earth satisfied with a gratifying smile - Mom, please let me say thank you!
Thank you, mom!
-- I would like to send this essay to my beloved 'mom
Your daughter: Zhou Ruisi
Sixth Grade Narrative Essay 300 Words Part 5My rival is Du Fu, a topic that must feel ridiculous and laughable! Then let's hear it!
Du Fu, known as a generation of poetry saint, whenever I look at the bright white moon, full of silver light, I want to bow my head and chant a poem of Du Fu: two oriole chanting cui-liu, a line of egrets on the blue sky. The window contains a thousand snowy autumns in the west ridge, and the door is moored to a ship of ten thousand miles in the East Wu. After chanting, my mood is hard to restrain, like the five thunderbolts, when the sound, like the Yellow River rushing, torrential, like a rolling stone, once started, will never be able to stop.
A generation of poet saint has become my opponent, the gap between the two of us is as far as the Tibetan Plateau and the Great Wall, I, hope to become ah! In his brilliant between, I'm like a bean, unbearable, but because of the gap, I am brave to face, not in front of the "rival" to give up, I began to learn poetry three years ago, what rhymes, battle, oblique, I do not dare to brag in front of the poet saint, but I also know a seven or eight. If Du Fu is alive, I must challenge him, perhaps I lost a lot of confusion, but "rival" is not to say that, since I have made up my mind, I am not afraid of setbacks, even if it is 500 elephants rushing over, the sky falling cannonballs, the ground drilling up the dragon, the earth exploded, I will also be as strong as sugar cane.
Although Du Fu has passed away, perhaps he has become a puddle of rotten water, a row of bones, a handful of ashes, but I will not forget him - my "rival".
Sixth grade narrative essay 300 words Part 6Memories are happy, memories are happy, memories are sweet, whenever I recall the memories in my mind, I will have a happy taste.
"a + a + a = what" "Don't call me, don't call me, don't ever call me!" I chanted silently in my heart, just then a voice pulled me back from fantasy. "Dong Ruili, you answer this question." I stammered and stood up, keeping my head down. Just then a clamor and sneers resounded behind me. "What a genius for not knowing something so simple." He also made a point of biting the word genius extra hard, with others beside him chiming in. This makes my face red to the root of my ears, at this time I am like a hot pot on the ants, anxious round and round.
The teacher listened to what they said, his face immediately darkened, harshly criticized them, they shut up. Teacher and gently said to me: "Dong Ruili, you in a good think, must be able to think up." Hearing the teacher's words, I gathered my courage and looked for the right answer in my brain as if I were playing a movie. I finally thought of it, and immediately said the correct answer, then I was surprised by my voice, my voice is really loud, like a mosquito. I thought the teacher would criticize me for my small voice, but I didn't expect the teacher to give me an encouraging smile. Let me have confidence. From then on I got rid of the silent family, raise your hand in a family with more of my figure.
Memories as beautiful as fireworks, always so brilliant, memories like our scars, always with you and me, until old age, refused to leave.
Sixth grade narrative essay 300 words Part 7
Last Thursday, several squadron members of our class, led by class teacher Ms. Chen, took a bus with Ms. Tong to go to the Mirror Lake District Hospital to visit Yang Yang, who was sick and hospitalized.
We came to the hospital room, saw Yang Yang is lying in the hospital bed infusion, because see us, pale face showed a smile. Mr. Chen said: "Yang Yang, how do you feel, better? The classmates came to see you and hope that you get well and go back to school earlier." Class president Hu Jianfei said, "Classmate Yang Yang, we come to see you on behalf of the whole class, you must feel at ease and get well, the final exams are coming up soon, when you are discharged from the hospital, we will definitely help you make up for the homework you have missed. In addition, this is the nutritious food that your classmates have bought for you, and there are also classmates who have made up lucky stars for you, wishing you a speedy recovery." We gave the big bag of food, and other students entrusted us to bring the lucky star and other small gifts to Yang Yang, Yang Yang was very touched, said softly: "Thank you teacher, thank you classmates care about me, I also hope that I can return to the collective as soon as possible."
On the way back, I once again recalled this true and pure friendship between classmates, it is this friendship to our classmates cohesion into a family, in the classmate in need of help, even if only a gentle greeting, can be enough to let him feel the collective warmth.
sixth grade narrative essay 300 words Part 8This time can be really lively, guess what? Of course it is our family moved to a new home, you do not know, we moved to a new home twice, the first time, from very close to the school moved to Xuejiajiao, so far ah, 6:30 to get up, and now, moved again, the previous home to my grandma, while we into the new home, now the renovation of the same.
Walls, floors, lights are good, furniture only a few pieces, but spent a lot of money, now the main thing is to install curtains. The books in the bookcase have been moved over to the new bookcase, organized very well, my brother's house books have not been moved over, the bed is well. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of this one, but I'm sure I'll be able to get out of it.
I live in the neighborhood is Xiangjiang Mongkok, from the fourth very close to the school is also much closer, although not to the extent of very close, but also very good. From the second room to the third room, I live in a room, my brother lives in a room, mom and dad live in a room, in order to is not crowded, a sleeper, my house is small, my brother house is big, because my mom wants to buy a piano for my brother, so it is big.
I don't know what will happen in the future, but it must be good, continue to look forward to the new home two it, to add, I live in Qingdao, the school is the second elementary school of Xiangjiang Road, McGonagall does not have this school, don't misunderstand it.
sixth grade narrative essay 300 words Part 9He is an ordinary old man. The day I met him the sun was blazing and the robin was screaming summer.
I just got up, pull open the curtains, looking far away I found a person is standing in the sun, I sighed: this person is not a fool, such a hot day is still in the sun, want to bake themselves into the dry, why not go to the shade of the tree? It really puzzled me. Just when I was puzzled, mom called out: Xiao Shuo, take the garbage downstairs to throw.
I ran downstairs quickly, and on the way home, I saw the "fool" again. This time I saw his true colors. His pants had several large patches on the lower half, and the upper half of his short sleeves were very old. His skin was like ink, and his rough hands were holding a big broom, with a garbage hopper by his side. Sweat flowed drop by drop from his forehead to his chin, and then dripped from his chin to the ground, and all his clothes were soaked through. But he didn't even wipe the sweat, he just kept his head down and swept the floor. I saw his eyes, that is a pair of cloudy eyes, that is a pair of eyes full of the vicissitudes of life, but from this pair of eyes can not read a little dissatisfaction with life. He saw me, stopped his work, smiled and said, "Little friend, it's very hot outside, hurry home, or you'll get heat stroke." I suddenly had an urge to cry. He was trying to serve everyone and give us a clean and clear environment, and I actually didn't know better and scolded him in my heart.
I was full of guilt for this old cleaner grandfather and wanted to say sorry to him.
Sixth grade narrative essay 300 words Part 10On the evening of October 3, I was playing with my cell phone when my sister-in-law asked me, "Shang Yiming, your aunt's husband is going out with her daughter tomorrow, are you going?" I said without hesitation, "Go."
The next day early in the morning to wash up, played a cab to the Baolong we three have been looking for a haunted house. To the second floor, finally found the name of this haunted house called "Fujiki Hospital". It is a real-life version of the haunted house haunted house inside the older brothers and sisters with blood plasma coated on the clothes, face with a variety of ghost masks. A ticket of 69 yuan to walk fast ten minutes can walk through, walk slow can even walk an hour, a **** 700 meters long.
To the door, a white doctor clothes uncle came out, and we told the requirements. 1: face is a real person imitating the ghost ghost will not touch you, and will not hurt you. 2: you can not hurt the ghosts, hurt the staff to compensate for their own medical expenses. 3: this flashlight is your only source of light inside the light will be, but it is very dark, and the flashlight will be very dark. Damaged, the flashlight is also required to compensate.4: You can not use the cell phone light, if found to exit the game.5 not dare to play the game can say give up, there are staff to take you out. We went in the inside of the people scared me to the shock of the broken, especially in the hospital bed where the zombies cut the hand, came out and there is an uncle to me a scared scared out, the uncle also gave us a certificate.
I feel very cool, although very scared, but still want to play again.