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The composition of a sixth-grade character
In our daily study, work and life, we often see compositions. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. How to write a good composition? The following are seven compositions of sixth-grade figures compiled by me for reference only. Let's have a look.

Sixth-grade character composition 1 Everyone around us, including ourselves, is always telling moral stories, big and small. In my eyes, my grandmother seems to be the protagonist of this play.

One day last summer, there was a thunderstorm. Grandma knew I didn't bring my umbrella, so she rushed to school to deliver it for me. On the way home, we saw an old grandmother hunched over and struggling to ride an old tricycle on a small dirt slope. The tricycle was full of all kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables. Grandma saw it and came forward and said, "Don't worry, I will count to 123. Let's work together. " After the car was pushed up a small slope, the old man quickly got off the car, picked some fresh apples from a car full of fruits and vegetables, and said to his grandmother, "Thank you, you are really a good man. Good people are rewarded. Come on, you can take these back to wash. This fruit is very fresh. " Grandma heard this and quickly pushed her hand back: "Nothing, just a little strength. If you give me all the fruits, won't you lose money? " Keep it for yourself. I have to go back to cooking. You should hurry, too. The road is slippery, so be careful. "Grandma said goodbye to the man and said to me," Hurry home, your grandfather is still waiting! ""Standing by, I felt a little ashamed: Grandma was old and gave me a push. What was I thinking? Why are you just watching?

On another occasion, my grandmother accompanied me to the library to read books. My grandmother sat down in front of a seat near the French window and said to me, "Go and read, and sit here when you find it." Without much thought, I went to the bookcase to read. When I came back, the seat my grandmother helped me occupy was already occupied by another old man with a cane. I asked my grandmother, "Grandma, that seat ..." Grandma explained, "That grandmother is older than me, and it's amazing that she came to the library to borrow books at such an age. Since you are a young pioneer, stand and watch. You often talk about helping others, don't you? " I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, it doesn't matter if I stand and watch, but you …" Grandma quickly said, "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you stand with my granddaughter for a while. You can watch it quickly. " After listening to my grandmother's words, I thought: You are really my good grandmother! But also a person worthy of my study! "

Remember the article "Inspiration of Fishing" that we learned? The father once said: Sometimes, morality is just a simple question of right and wrong, but it is very difficult to practice. I must be as virtuous as my grandmother in the future.

Because we have similar ideas and can help each other when they are in trouble, we are good partners. His name is Lu Jie.

Liu Jie is short, with short black hair and two sharp arrows as sharp as knives. He has a pair of leopard eyes, which looks better than the black whirlwind likui jy, but he is strong, confident and brave inside. He has a wide mouth. He often opens his mouth wide, which makes him very happy. His mouth not only loves to laugh, but also often convinces people, leaving you dumbfounded and speechless. He has two rows of neat white teeth in his mouth, like a soldier standing guard at home. He likes to wear red down jacket best, like a full red bean; Wearing gray pants and blue sneakers.

He is thinner than me 10 kg. He is neither fat nor thin. He has a moderate appetite and is not picky about food. He is shorter than me. He is the shortest in the class. However, although he is short, his wrist strength is not small. Every time I wrestle with him, it's always close and it's hard to win.

His sports performance is very good. In a basketball match with us, he was like a "land tiger" and snatched all the basketball that fell to the ground. If you stop him, he pushes past your armpit, then comes to the basket, jumps up and throws the ball at the basket. The basketball turns around the rim of the basket and falls into the basket. Do you think his sports performance is good?

I like this friend who is not tall but smart, looks fierce but loves to laugh. I will cherish our friendship!

In our class, there are many people of the hour. It is not difficult to know them. Today I will introduce some to you!

Yang, an excellent math guest.

Speaking of Yang, everyone will think of his math scores-he is the first in the class in the senior high school entrance examination every year. He listens carefully in math class, and the math teacher will praise him in every class.

I remember that in the fifth grade, in order to improve our Olympic math level, the math teacher spent the whole morning telling us Olympic math problems. Every time the teacher asks a question, Yang will write the answer when the students are thinking hard, which makes the people below very anxious.

He is very active in thinking, and he gets a hundred points in every math homework, and his grades are still "excellent". I really admire him from the bottom of my heart.

Composition expert-Tao Jiaxin

Tao Jiaxin's composition level is first-class. In each composition class, the teacher speaks for five minutes, and the students are free to work for the remaining 35 minutes. At this time, Tao Jiaxin's specialty can be used. She writes her composition quickly, and no matter what the teacher asks, she won't be stumped. It seems that she has a lot of composition materials in her mind and can easily become a good composition.

Our Chinese teacher always reads Tao Jiaxin's composition as a model essay and asks us to learn more about her writing skills. In the fifth grade, an essay contest was held in the city, and the invitation letter was sent to our county. The teacher wants Tao Jiaxin's composition to represent some people in our county to take part in the competition, and the theme is "My hometown". Tao Jiaxin wrote the manuscript that night. The teacher revised it and took it to the competition. Sure enough, it was not long before the good news that her work won the third prize reached our class. Tao Jiaxin is really amazing. I will try my best to learn from her.

The most beautiful voice-Liu Ziyi

Liu Ziyi is our music monitor, and our music teacher likes her very much.

She is kind and good at singing. Maybe she is very talented in singing. Why else does she always take part in the school singing contest? Liu Ziyi is the lead singer of the school choir. Of course, it is indispensable for her to win the prize in the competition. Every time in music class, the music teacher asks her to sing a cantata by herself. Her voice is sweet and beautiful, and she sings regularly.

These are the most important people in our class. These men of the hour are role models for us to learn from and add some dazzling colors to our class.

Dad's mouth is nothing special, neither too big nor too small, but it can be widely used!

The teacher in my father's mouth is a teacher who works hard to educate me. Whenever I have difficulty in doing math problems, my father always teaches me patiently. Give me a solution and an example until I understand it.

Dad's mouth is an expert in telling stories. When I was a child, my father always told me stories, let me explore in the ocean of knowledge, let me roam in the beautiful fairy tale kingdom, and coax me into a sweet dream.

Dad's mouth is a genius for talking and communicating. In the unit, my father's colleagues say that my father is eloquent!

Dad's mouth has two other uses. Of course, it is not necessary to brag and flatter. Let's start with flattery, which is his specialty. I said east, but he never said west. That boasting is his unique skill. Of course, the "cow" he boasted will definitely explode behind him. Once, he said that his Mandarin was excellent. Later, I asked him to say "hit", and my father either said "flower swing" or "fly", which made my mother and I laugh and cry.

This is dad's mouth, which has both advantages and disadvantages.

I have a good mother. She has dexterous hands and is good at knitting sweaters. Knitted sweaters are new and fit well, so they look handsome. My neighbors' aunts all praised my mother's dexterity.

My mother is very tired. Every morning when I get up, I can always see neat and clean clothes next to me and smell delicious food. Every day when I come home from school, I can always see her washing clothes, cooking and doing housework.

My mother is still very filial. I remember when I was in the first grade, my grandmother broke her waist and couldn't get out of bed. My mother brings food to the bed and feeds it to her every day. Lying for a long time made her legs numb, so my mother helped her rub them.

I have a good mother. I love my mother.

On that day, my father was old. Although his hair was not gray, his sparse yellow hair seemed to contain more vicissitudes. They Mao Mao dry pressure on his father's head, after numerous wind and frost, has been unable to pose a proud posture, just curled up, lying down, some of them were pushed up by his father's collar, very tired. I slowly reached out my hand, trying to smooth the hair that stood up. Before touching his hair, my father gently moved his neck, but his expression was very painful. I know, my father's neck hurts again. Father's bedside.

The TV is still on, a crotch entertainment program is going on, and laughter comes from time to time. It's quiet here, and from time to time there is a dull snoring or two.

Father leaned against the bed, didn't take off his coat, leaned slightly and fell asleep. It seems that I have never observed my father so closely and carefully. All I know is that my mother solves all the trivial things on weekdays, and it seems that she has been far away from my father. No words, no intimate actions. I have never flirted with my father, so I have never seen my father so close.

Father is old. Although his hair is not gray yet, it seems that there are more vicissitudes in his sparse yellow hair. They Mao Mao dry pressure on his father's head, after numerous wind and frost, has been unable to pose a proud posture, just curled up, lying down, some of them were pushed up by his father's collar, very tired. I slowly reached out my hand, trying to smooth the hair that stood up. Before touching his hair, my father gently moved his neck, but his expression was very painful. I know, my father's neck hurts again.

Father's neck hurts more than that. His back, waist and legs are exhausted. My father has done too much work for our three children and for this family. But he has been doing it silently, silently bearing all the hardships and all the tiredness. I remember the last time I rubbed my father's neck. Although it was only a little friction, I rubbed it seriously. I know what I did for my father is far less than what my father did for us. Father, go to sleep, sleep for a while, and I'll rub your neck when I wake up.

Father unconsciously raised his hand and pressed it on both sides of his neck. Father's hands are dry and thin. But my father used these hands to lift the heavy bricks; It is also with these hands that heavy hoes are swung; Father propped up this home with these hands and propped up a blue sky for us. And how rough my father's hands are, I don't know, and I haven't touched them. I don't remember holding my father's hand, nor do I remember my father holding mine. But I know his love is transmitted through these hands. I still remember that once I told him that my hair was falling badly, and he looked through his medical book of unknown age with rough hands; In the drugstore, his rough hands read the instructions carefully again. This is my father's love for me.

I found my father smiling. Although my father's face is very loose and full of wrinkles, although my father's face is very tired, this smile is so comfortable. I know, that's because today I said to my father, "Happy birthday!" " "Father, satisfaction is so easy.

I walked past my father's bedside and looked at him quietly. I think, the heart has passed through here!

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My mother really affected me. Every time I do my homework in class, I am also very serious!

My mother is petite with beautiful long hair, big eyes and a pair of glasses on her beautiful nose. I always think that people who wear glasses are all readers, and they are especially honest and serious. You see, my mother is such a person. My mother loves reading, and I am deeply influenced by her, especially reading. She is honest, kind and meticulous in her work, so she is very popular with her colleagues.

When I started babbling, my mother began to tell me stories. My mother's habit of telling me stories before going to bed every day has been with me until I can read by myself. As I grow up day by day, my reading is also increasing. Up to now, my composition level is one of the best in my class! My mother often holds my glasses when I am proud, smiles and gently pinches my little face and says, "That's my credit!" "You see, at this time of the mother, is not modest, and people with glasses' honesty and kindness' is somewhat different! But I always regard it as my mother's best compliment to me. Of course, I know that my good grades are inseparable from my mother's good habit of reading since childhood.