Some people think that money is the most precious, some people think that honesty is the most important, some people think that friendship is the most precious, and some people think that the care of others is the most precious!
And I think the tolerance between people is the most precious.
My grandparents are two models. At home, two people will quarrel for no reason. One is stubborn and the other is stubborn. When they quarreled, they blushed and refused to give in. If I wasn't caught in the middle, it would be noisy!
Once, I went to do laundry and came back miserable. They both complained to me, and my ears were almost broken by them. It took me a long time to know that grandpa wanted his brother to carry water, but grandma wouldn't let him, so he quarreled over this trivial matter and almost got into a fight later. Seeing their cheeks bulging like frogs, I was really in distress situation. Under my persuasion, although the two stopped quarreling, neither of them spoke to the other, and even the sound of a needle falling could be heard in the room. It's so boring at home!
There's nothing they can do about it!
So I thought of a way. I took an apple in the drawer at home, quietly went to the kitchen and gently said to my grandmother, "Grandma, grandpa is afraid that you won't forgive him. Let me bring you an apple." In fact, he is not angry with you, but he is not very kind and can't express himself. If you don't believe me, you can watch his performance later!
He will definitely apologize to you. Grandma squinted and said, "The old man knows how to apologize to me." Then, I went to my grandfather to persuade me, and grandpa finally forgave my grandmother. From then on, the quarrel at home stopped and they lived in harmony. ...
When arguing, I think we should take a step back and let the three points calm down. I hope each of us has a tolerant heart and how wonderful life will be!
Precious six-year composition, six years in school, was originally considered long and boring. But who knows, these six years are so short, it is incredible that six years have passed.
Come to my senses, I am a 12-year-old sixth grader. And I will say goodbye to my alma mater soon.
In these six years of life, what is full of? What have we experienced in these six years of life? What have we learned in these six years of life?
Everyone's answer is different, because everyone has experienced and seen different things, but everyone's feelings for his alma mater are the same: nostalgia.
In this school where we have lived for six years, different people have made different friends. Although I made friends, I didn't spend much time with her.
In the third grade, I became good friends with a girl. Although I have forgotten how I became friends with her, this is the first time I realized the beauty of having friendship.
I play with him after class. When we encounter difficulties in our study, we ask each other for advice. Although we sometimes inevitably have some minor conflicts, we always make up immediately.
It was the happiest time I spent in these six years and my best memory. However, our time together is not long.
When the fourth grade was divided into classes, she and I were in two different classes, and there was a gap between us. Later, because the study task became heavier and heavier, we had less and less time to talk and play. Later, we were strangers to each other. Even if we meet, we don't say a word.
The friendship in primary school can't last long, but the memories of primary school can be deeply imprinted in people's minds forever. Cherish these memories, he is the most beautiful and precious wealth of our primary school.
Once, I never knew what was the most precious, but after that, I understood that friendship was the most precious.
When school was over that afternoon, it suddenly began to rain cats and dogs outside, as if a white rain curtain had been hung outside the window. Raindrops hit the window, making a "scratching" sound. Hey! This is my fault. I didn't listen to my mother and thought it wouldn't rain today, so I didn't bring an umbrella. Now I have to run home in the rain. In my hurry, I forgot to take my math homework "study with you" home.
I just got home, changed my clothes and was about to do my homework. Opening my schoolbag, I was dumbfounded: I forgot to "learn from you" in my math homework. Ah! How should I do my math homework tonight? Hey, tomorrow will definitely be criticized by the teacher. My heart is bitter and my body is cold. At this moment, a quick knock at the door interrupted me. Open the door and look, hey, isn't this my good friend Nie Dashun who broke up a few days ago? A few days ago, because of the "38th parallel", we punched you and I punched you. Both of them were red with anger. At the moment, I saw him panting and covered in water, but the book "Learning from You" in his arms was not a drop of water. "Pan, see your carelessness. You even forgot your homework. Here you are! " With that, he ran into the rain again. Looking at his distant back, my heart is full of gratitude, and I can't help but blame myself when I think about it. I really shouldn't have treated him like that that day because of the little incident of the "38th parallel". The more I think about it, the more I regret it. I can't help but shed tears of regret.
We should cherish friendship, which is a ray of sunshine in winter and brings us warmth. This incident brought our relationship back together and made me understand the value of friendship.
I received many gifts, such as cards, pens, game machines and so on. But there is one gift that I can cherish all my life-a small reader. A new year has begun. I'm in grade five. Although my academic performance is not bad, my Chinese reading is not very good. Parents see it in their eyes and are anxious in their hearts.
One morning, my mother smiled and said to me, "Xiaodong, my mother has a gift for you." Guess what this is? "I even guessed a few I like, all wrong. I saw my mother mysteriously handed me a piece of paper. When I saw it, my heart suddenly became cold. Is this a gift for me?
But I took it anyway. Oh, it turned out to be a one-year order for young readers. I understood my mother's intention and was very excited. I thought: what book is that? Why did mom give it to me? Will it help me? I look forward to the stars and the moon. Finally, the first issue of "Little Reader" arrived by post. I can't wait to open it and say to myself, "I'm finally going to reveal its true face!" " "I read it carefully, and it attracted me like a magnet. When I realized the Excellence of this publication, I remembered my mother running around the post office to order it, but my eyes were blurred. I thought, "This little gift has entrusted my mother with her expectations!" " "I am grateful to my mother, and the grace of parenting is more important than Mount Tai! Since then, Little Reader has been a must-read in every issue.
Various excellent articles have been published in the book, many of which are excellent works of primary school students. It introduces the true meaning of life and tells the truth of philosophy. For me, it is a rare good book. I want to thank my mother, because she gave me the most precious gift.
Precious Gifts Among so many gifts, my favorite is a bold, lively and lovely Dutch mouse. In its lively and lovely little face, it is inlaid with a pair of water crystal eyes and a small mouth as big as mung beans. Plus a pair of nostrils as big as sesame seeds, it looks very cute. What a wonderful cry it makes! It squeaks so much that even the oriole will worship it as a teacher! Its hair is smooth and soft, and it feels comfortable to touch it gently, just like touching it on cotton. Because there are a few small black spots on its snow-white fluff, I gave it a nice name-Huahua. Huahua likes carrots best. It has a big appetite and can eat a carrot. It squeaks twice every time it finishes eating, as if to say, "thank you, thank you!" " "I remember one time, my parents were not at home and didn't come back until late at night. I feel even more scared when I hear the whistling north wind outside at night.
Suddenly, there was a squeak outside, and the Dutch mouse seemed to say, "Don't be afraid, little master. I'll stand guard. " I will ask doubtfully, "Can you do it?" The Dutch mouse said, "little master, you can rest assured that you have 10 million hearts!" I can do it. " I was relieved when I heard this and fell asleep peacefully. If the Dutch rat is a precious gift, it is better to say that it is a precious friendship.
Precious sixth grade composition 6 It was the first time in my life that I realized that every achievement was hard-won, and that precious first time will also benefit me for life. -inscription
Everyone will experience many firsts, such as cooking for the first time, washing clothes for the first time, leaving home alone for the first time ... The process is hard, but it is precious.
It was a cold winter, it was snowing outside, and the north wind roared. My mother asked for leave at home because of a fever. Looking at my mother lying in bed, I had an idea: "My mother usually cooks for me, but today she is ill, so let me cook for her." Do it! I wash the dishes first. What should I do? Yes, just be mom's favorite shredded potato! I peeled the potatoes and began to cut them. Because of my inexperience, I cut out both big potatoes and small potatoes, and cut the shredded potatoes into chips. "You can eat French fries!" I thought to myself. By memory, I first poured the oil into the pot, then put the minced onion and ginger, and then put the "shredded potatoes" into the pot. As it was the first time to cook, I didn't know when it would be ready, so I made it in a hurry and forgot to put the seasoning.
The second course is the simplest scrambled eggs with tomatoes. According to the recipe, I beat the eggs first, fry them in a pot and take them out for later use. Then I fry the tomatoes until they are half-cooked, then put the eggs fried before in the pot, and then put the monosodium glutamate and salt in when they are almost out of the pot, and stir them for a few times! Looking at my own fried food and my mother's gratified smile, my heart is full of joy, and eating this food is especially sweet.
Although the food I cooked for the first time was not delicious, it condensed my heart. It was the first time in my life that I realized that every achievement was hard-won, and that precious first time will benefit me for life.
It's raining heavily outside. I stared out of the window, and my thoughts couldn't help thinking of my second grade.
It was a very cold afternoon and I caught a cold. I just feel something rushing from my stomach to my throat. I opened my mouth and spit out everything I ate in the morning. Many students covered their noses and didn't even dare to look. I thought: I'd better sweep those stolen goods myself! I was just about to get up when my deskmate stood up and said loudly, "Teacher, I'm coming." After that, he quickly ran to the storage room and took a broom and a bucket to the playground to load sand, then spread the sand evenly on the stolen goods, swept it into the bucket with a broom and took it out again. Back in class, he has become a drowned rat. This is, I was moved by his actions, with warm eyes and warm heart.
Another time, the teacher asked us to bring a dictionary. The next morning, I remembered that I was like an ant on hot bricks, borrowing dictionaries from people everywhere, but no one would lend them to me. I gave up and had to wait for the teacher to scold me. Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of me, holding a dictionary. When I looked, it turned out to be my deskmate. "Lend it to you." He said. "This how good? If you don't do it, you will be criticized by the teacher. " "Anyway, I'm a bad classmate, and the teacher won't do anything. Don't worry! " "All right, then!" I'm embarrassed to say. As a result, the teacher scolded him again.
This is friendship, it is like a pearl. We wear it together to form a bright necklace. It is like colorful silk, which we cut together and sew into gorgeous clothes; It's like an oil painting. We paint it together and paint a wonderful picture.
Legend has it that two flowers are fragrant and charming, especially a double flower. These two flowers are intimate and interdependent. She and I, like two flowers, are destined to be best friends together. Looking back 500 times in previous lives, we are destined to know each other in this life until we become friends.
I met her in grade one. Because they live in a trusteeship class, she was next to me during lunch break, so we met soon. When I was a child, I didn't like sleeping during lunch break, so I brought some books or snacks to pass the boring time. Friendship sprouted little by little in books and snacks.
* * * have the same habits and hobbies, and we soon became friends. On the physical education class, we walked around happily hand in hand on the playground, turning faster and faster. Suddenly, my foot accidentally stepped on an uneven place. At that time, we were dizzy and could not control ourselves. We fell to the ground with a bang and looked at our bruised knees, bleeding. First, I stood up with each other's help. I didn't have time to take care of the pain of the wound, so I discussed a good way to stop my parents from asking questions, and then I stuck together and played other games.
For a while, my academic performance deteriorated rapidly, and I was sad to see the sad result. She used the recess to comfort me. In her gardenia-like words, my sad mood quickly calmed down, and in the next exam, I found my original self again.
The road of life can't be calm, and the company of friends makes me no longer lonely. Six years of primary school is fleeting, and I don't know how far pure friendship can accompany me. Looking back on that lotus-like time, what is treasured in my heart will always be a warm memory.
Friendship is the most important thing in the world. -inscription
It hurts me, please be gentle. "Who is this? It turned out that she was pulling me. Speaking of her, I summed her up as a "typical good girl" in one word. Let me tell you something if you don't believe me.
Friday is my best time to relax. No, I made an appointment with two or three "girlfriends" and rushed out of the school gate. I met her by chance in the library, "Let's play together"! I'll come with my mouth open. "No, I want to go home and do my homework!" It's only four o'clock, so it doesn't matter if you go home! "No, my mother will worry about me." Then she hurried away. You say, is this mom's good daughter? Not only that, she always gives me patience, praise and encouragement when I fail or succeed.
Math: Dan Dan 97, I can't help exclaiming that this unit is the most difficult. Few people scored 90 points, and I didn't grasp all kinds of loopholes in knowledge points, so the exam was not ideal. And she didn't say anything, just patiently explained to me and understood the meaning of the topic. When I succeeded, she encouraged me and praised me.
Once I got 97 points in my first English test, she smiled and said to me, You are great! But she won't make me proud, so she helped me analyze the wrong questions seriously. Although she sometimes says "pig head, idiot", I just smile and take it to heart.
What does she look like? Chubby face, ponytail, and two lovely dimples when laughing.
She was transferred from the fifth grade. In just one year, I have established a deep friendship with her: I think of each other when they fail or succeed, praise them when they succeed and encourage them when they fail. This is the most precious friendship in the world.
Money, power and beauty are not comparable to the most precious friendship in the world. -P.S.
Precious sixth grade composition 10 I have received all kinds of "gifts" since childhood. Among them, there is a gift that I think is the most precious.
On this day, my mother and I went shopping and saw a golden pig doll. I asked my mother to buy it for me. what did i say? My mother insists on her view of "not buying".
In a few days, my birthday is coming. Brother Lezheng called and asked me what gift I wanted. He also told me that he would give me a gift earlier. I was so happy that I answered without hesitation, "I want a golden pig doll." This year is the year of the pig, you send me a little pig, be cute! "Because Lezheng's brother is a soldier in a far, far place, he can only send it.
A few days later, the gift was sent to my home by express delivery. I am very excited and touched by this gift from afar. I still remember clearly that the gift was wrapped tightly. I patiently opened it layer by layer. A cute little pig caught my eye. There is a letter in it. I opened the letter and it said, "Dear Cousin, April 14 is your birthday. I wish you progress in your studies and happiness every day ... until now, that little pig is still treasured at home.
Whenever I want to do my homework at home on weekends, I put it on the table. Pig seems to say to me: "Jianmin, you should do your homework carefully and study hard!" " "During the day, I just play with it. At night, I sleep with it. I like this pig very much. This is the most precious gift I got for the first time? Golden pig doll. I like this golden pig doll. It means a lot to me.