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Sixth grade narrative composition
In daily life or work and study, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which is a narrative way that people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. So, how to write a composition? The following is the narrative composition of Grade 6 10 that I compiled for you, hoping to help you.

Sixth grade narrative composition 1 Have you ever been to Wuzhizhou? The sea there is blue, and the waves are white and white; The golden beach is soft and the sand is as delicate as monosodium glutamate. The bottom of the sea is more magical. The first time I dive, I had a close contact with the sea.

The seabed is really a colorful world. Countless fish swim around happily, with different colors and shapes. Some fish are silver, thin and long, wriggling gracefully in the water, and look like fluttering ribbons from a distance; Some have colorful stripes all over their bodies, and their bodies are triangular, like shuttles. They can swim very fast. I touched them lightly and they disappeared before my eyes. Some fish are white and have a string of red tassels on their heads, like wearing a red hat. They like swimming in groups. I shuttled through the world of fish, dazzled.

There are not only fish in the underwater world, but also many beautiful and peculiar corals. Some corals are purple and their tentacles are pink. Tentacles stretch and contract, just like beautiful flowers are blooming. Some corals are colorful, red, white, green and yellow, intertwined, like pairs of gorgeous antlers. Corals are everywhere, just like a colorful forest.

This diving in the sea has added a colorful seascape painting to my little mind.

This is a narrative, and the young author's writing is fresh, and his description of the first underwater experience is kind and natural, bringing readers into a colorful underwater world. By using rhetorical devices such as parallelism and metaphor, the underwater creatures are described in detail and vividly. It's good exercise.

Tonight is an unusual day, because tonight, we will visit Quancheng at night. I am so excited! !

I'm looking forward to it. It's past nine at last, and we arrived at the Red Chamber Square. After gathering from the Red Chamber Square, we gave ourselves a team name. I named myself "Calm", which is very personal! Others are called "Wolf", "Calm", "Handsome Boy" and "Victory Charge" ... On the evening of 29th 1 1, we set off in a mighty way.

Go west along Huayuan Road. The night market on the roadside is not over yet. Things are dazzling, people come and go, and the sound of hawking and cars are intertwined and noisy. We are like fish in the water in a row, shuttling through the crowd. It is mysterious to watch street lamps shining in the black night sky. With full happiness and comfort, I took a brisk step and strode forward with the team. Breathing-a cool breeze blows, and the sweat on my body disappears a lot at once, which is very comfortable. Soon, naughty raindrops fell on everyone.

"Oh, it's raining, so cool!"

"Yes, yes, light rain also came to have a night outing with us. How nice! "

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha." Everyone laughed loudly and moved forward more briskly.

Unexpectedly, the heavier the rain, the slower the driving speed, the fewer pedestrians on the street, the dim lights on the road and the slower the car. As soon as the light shines, the water on the road is particularly obvious and sparkling. We crossed Heihuquan North Road and quancheng road and came to the "Big M" in Bangpeng Street.

We both took shelter from the rain and rested in it. During the break, we played a game of "guessing action" for a while. Once it was my turn to perform, and the title I got turned out to be "Constipation", which was so damaging! ! who is it? How can a lady like me play such an image? What shall we do? What shall I do? I stood there, embarrassed and embarrassed.

At this time, "Victory Charge" stood up: "Is it that difficult? I play! Stop! I can't believe this ... "He picked up the topic, the following words not bottom go to, open your mouth, staring, standing there. Look surprised. After thinking for a long time, he ran back and forth with his stomach in his arms, looking very painful. He squatted down again and looked at our team. Everyone can't understand why he is so big and squatting on the ground with a thin stomach. "Victory Charge" flushed, and finally after he kept repeating this action, some people speculated that it was "constipation".

It's past 2: 00 in the morning since I came out of McDonald's. Because it has just rained, the ground is wet and a little cool, and the air is particularly fresh. Finally arrived in quancheng square, Quan Biao stood there like a mighty giant, staring at the whole city. The flowers and grass around him have no bright colors during the day, and the trees look dark, but they all emit a fragrance that can't be seen or seen during the day. This is a hazy beauty. Someone suggested playing a game, so we played a "Who's next" game. This is a game of running back and forth. 10 Everyone has a number. First, 1 call a number first, and that person runs to the back. If you say another number, those who are slow to respond and dial the wrong number will be eliminated. We are all sweaty. My first reaction was quick and I won, but the next few times I was eliminated from the beginning. Our game actually attracted only a few people in the square to watch. We were having a good time when a downpour came unexpectedly, so we had to find shelter quickly.

At 5 o'clock, it was dawn and the rain stopped. We return at this time. Everyone's pace is not as fast as when they came, but they are still in high spirits. Although I look tired, I can't hide my excitement. Everyone is looking forward to the next activity.

This hike left a deep impression on me. The night in Quancheng became a beautiful memory, and the rain at night made me unforgettable ... What makes me proud is that I actually persisted in such a long journey!

What is childhood? It is a stream of memory, a colorful road and a bridge that shines forever. Although many things have slipped away from my mind as time goes by, there is one thing that happened in the summer when I was 7 years old, which I still can't forget.

When I was a child, because of my popularity, I often had children to play with me, chat with me and, of course, people who asked me questions. "Do you know what an academician is? Mom and dad said that when I grow up, let me be an academician. " A little friend once asked me this question. "Think about it, the" courtyard "in Hanlin refers to the door or room, and the" scholar "is not a soldier who defends his country. So academicians are equal to gatekeepers. " I spoke plausibly, completely ignoring my depressed friend next to me. "Ah ~ So mom and dad just want me to be a doorman!" I "comforted" my friend: "It doesn't matter, because I have to choose my own job in the end." Hearing this, the little friend's depressed expression disappeared and he went home happily.

Then I went home, too, but my mind was full of what had just happened and I always felt something was wrong. "It is impossible for parents to let their children be doormen, right? No, maybe you want your children to serve the motherland in this way? " I muttered, "No, I'd better ask my mother." Then I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, what is an academician?" "I don't know, but it would be glorious if you became an academician's mother." Mom smiled and said to me. What? Doesn't academician refer to the doorman? A big question mark appeared in my heart. "Mom, can you check the meaning of academicians online?" Mom readily agreed, and then skillfully searched on the computer. "Academician: the title of senior researcher in the Academy of Sciences." After reading the introduction, the mystery in my heart was finally solved.

The next day, I told my little friend the true meaning of academician. The little friend suddenly realized: "It turns out that my parents want me to be such a powerful person when I grow up!" I scratched my head and smiled shyly at her.

Although this happened when I was 7 years old, it also told me: I'd better not tell others about things I'm not sure about, because it will make mistakes, and if it's serious, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Our family is a big happy family. This family has joys and sorrows, quarrels and quarrels. However, it attracts me deeply like a magnet, and I love my home.

Let's say there is "happiness", that is, my mother has become very kind this day and bought something for my brother and me, so that we will be very happy, and then the family will be full of laughter. Sometimes, my brother and I do well in the exam, and my father will give us some rewards, and the rewarded person will jump three feet high.

When the word "sadness" is mentioned, my father will be angry this day. For example, my brother and I didn't finish our homework carefully, and my father found out. In this way, as soon as I got home, my dad copied the guy and beat my brother hard. Or deduct all the pocket money my brother and I have this week. My brother and I had to spend this long week sadly without snacks.

Why is there "noise" It was my brother and I who turned the house upside down and shouted at home, almost scaring the chickens out of the house. Sometimes my mother buys a good thing for my brother, and I want it, too. At this time, my brother and I will rob each other until this thing is broken by us. However, after something is broken, my brother will cry and make the neighbors restless. At this time, my mother had no choice but to buy two copies of this thing. One for each, and we'll be relieved.

Speaking of "quiet", my brother and I went to grandma's house in the summer vacation, and then mom and dad were left at home. Mom and dad feel particularly annoyed when we are at home. But we were not at home, and my father felt bored, so he had to take my brother and me home. The atmosphere of joy and harmony has returned to my home.

I love my parents, and I love my happy family more. I silently wish my parents good health and happiness. Mom and dad, please rest assured that my brother and I will study hard and never live up to your expectations of us.

Today is Sunday, and my parents are not at home, saying they won't come back until 6 pm. I am determined to seize this opportunity to exercise myself.

Early in the morning, sleepy, with "heavy" steps, "reluctantly" left the dormitory. I saw the battlefield in the hall at a glance: the ground was covered with a "black carpet", the table was covered with soot and smoke, and the ashtray was almost black. There are cards everywhere on the table. There are pillows everywhere on the sofa beside the table. Look at the dining table again: Yesterday's dishes are still on it, bowls and chopsticks are irregularly placed, one east and one west, and there are many dishes on the dining table. Then look at the door, the slippers at the door are all around, which is disturbing.

With a sigh, I simply cleaned myself up and rolled up my sleeves. Pour a glass of water first, then sprinkle some water evenly everywhere, then take out the mop and drag it from back to front. After a while, I felt backache. "Oh, it really makes me an' old man' sad!" Hehe, I laughed at my words. I wasn't so depressed before, but I was naturally in a better mood. This reminds me of what I said: I want to exercise myself. I don't know where I got my strength. Keep mopping the floor. After mopping the floor, I cleaned up the living room, dining table and door, and then I was ready to wash clothes.

First take out a basin with a diameter of about 0.5 meters, then pour all the clothes in, and then pick up half of the water. Then pour some sky blue laundry detergent. In a short time, the city in the basin was white, and several transparent bubbles flew out slowly from time to time. ...

Everything's done. I have a backache and am lazy in bed. Close your eyes and rest, but after a long time, I fell asleep. ...

"Wen Xin, are you cleaning the house? You are really great. " I slowly woke up and opened my eyes to see my mother's ecstatic face.

"Yes, so? Not bad. There is no' little princess' in our family. "

"Well, very good." Mother gently raised her hand and stroked my head. A tear slowly slid down my mother's cheek and gently fell into my mouth. At this point, I feel sweet.

This is the diversion plan of "Little Princess".

1 October1Sunday afternoon, Guo Rumin, Shou Yumin and Shou Cheru and I went boating in the city square.

After buying the ticket, I studied the boat carefully. This boat is made of rubber. The whole ship is oval. Blue and white. Swing up and down like a duckling in the water.

I love the man who stepped into the boat with one foot. It felt like stepping into a ball of cotton, so soft. After cutting into the boat, we began to row. We are as lost as two lost children. Row left, row right, and struggle in the water. But soon, I found a good way to row a boat. Row to the right and the boat will turn left. Sit on the left and row back, and the boat will turn right. My hand and I rowed to the left and right. Soon we rowed across the lake. Looking back, Guo Rumin and Shou and his gang are still fluttering like ducks in the water! They only care about rowing to one side, and the boat leans to one side. The boat was spinning in the same place, and they were as anxious as ants on hot bricks. I smiled and said to Shou Qiru, "I have been in the city square for a long time!" " These will be more! "

I told Shouqieru to wait for the boat near Shouminyu. I said cheerfully, "How about a game? Let's go to the wooden bridge here, who will arrive first! " They both said in unison, "OK, no problem!" "Ready-let's go!" Our two groups immediately rushed to the goal, and Guo Rumin's group was not to be outdone. Chase us around in circles. As soon as I saw that something was wrong, I immediately ordered the hand cutter to "move left and right". Ok ... "I saw our boat flying to the finish line ... seeing that our boat was so fast, the two of them gave up their struggle and we won." We proudly made a "great" gesture with a happy smile on our faces.

The boat race was over, and we went home separately in the afterglow of the sunset.

At 9 o'clock this morning, I turned on the computer and prepared to revise my electronic composition collection. After a while, I heard my mother on the phone. I stopped to listen, only to know that my mother was calling Miss Fang. Ah, it turns out that Miss Fang is coming to my house! I'm nervous and scared. I'm nervous because I'm not ready. I'm afraid my home will be in a mess in the morning. I'm afraid teacher Fang will say that I didn't behave well in school. Think about it, like fifteen buckets of water-seven up and eight down.

"Jingyi-you go to the' front board' road sign on the roadside to pick up the teacher." My mother didn't want me to think too much, so she yelled at me in the yard.

I promised, immediately turned off the computer and went downstairs. I saw my mother send my home location to Teacher Fang on WeChat. I immediately got on my bike and rode to the side of the road.

When I got to the side of the road, I looked forward and didn't see Miss Fang. I waited anxiously and patiently for a while, and then I saw Mr. Fang coming towards me on an electric car. "Hey, Jingyi, have you been waiting for a long time?" As soon as Miss Fang saw me, she smiled kindly.

I shook my head, turned around and led the way. When I entered the yard, my mother was cutting Moringa with her head down and said, "Is the teacher there?" Before I could answer, Teacher Fang said in that kind voice, "Coming!"

Mother looked up and led Mr. Fang into the living room, letting me put Moringa in a bag and put it on the floor. I squatted down, lowered my head, absently packed my things, but pricked up my ears to listen to what Mr. Fang and my mother were saying, so I lingered for a while.

"Jing Yi, come and sit down and clean up later." Teacher Fang's words warmed my heart. I walked slowly into the living room and sat next to my mother.

Teacher Fang looked at me with talking eyes and said, "Jingyi, school will start tomorrow. Are you ready? " I nodded, afraid to answer.

Teacher Fang continued to smile and said, "Jing Yi, your study method needs to be improved. Your handwriting is a little small. If the composition loses points, write it there. "

I nodded with conviction, and my mother said yes again and again. Teacher Fang then asked me about my grades at the end of last semester and said, "In fact, practice makes perfect." The teacher also talked about how several excellent students in the class studied hard.

Teacher Fang said, "Now let's take a picture. I'll take a picture with you first, and then take a picture with your mother. The blessing of the living room was also exposed. " Teacher Fang put his hand on my shoulder, and I seemed to step on a happy cloud. I smiled. "Click, click!" I took a photo with teacher Fang, the first time in my life, so happy!

It's my mother's turn to take a photo with the teacher. I ran to the center of the living room to take pictures of them. After taking the photo, I returned my mobile phone to the teacher. The teacher looked at it and said, "Your mother took a good picture. You see, all the blessings have appeared, but you only got half of them. " I couldn't help laughing, so I took another picture.

"You kneel down and shoot, and the phone is lifted." I will do it. After the filming, the three of us talked about my study again. Sometimes Mr. Fang smiles with white teeth, but I smile with my lips pressed.

Teacher Fang also asked me, "Did you make the electronic composition collection yourself? Mom didn't help again? "

Mom said, "I don't know anything about computers. What can I do to help? " ? She did it alone. "

"wow! Great! " Teacher Fang took a sip of boiling water and said, "Your composition collection is really good. It is well arranged according to the format required by the teacher, but it is better if you want illustrations. " I sent you the illustrations yesterday. "

After listening to this sentence, my heart was full of sweetness and I thought: Really, my composition collection is the best! Teacher Fang can't be fooling me! I nodded, as if my confidence had doubled, and said, "Yes, the illustrations are all inserted."

After a while, Mr. Fang is leaving. My mother hung Moringa and jujube on Mr. Fang's car and said, "This Moringa can be stewed with chicken, which can reduce blood fat and blood pressure." It was planted by our own family. This Moringa, you can Baidu, you will know the effect. "

"No, no" Teacher Fang declined.

"It's okay, homegrown, no pollution! Haha! " Mom smiled.

Teacher Fang said, "Goodbye!" I also waved goodbye to the teacher! Looking at the teacher's distant figure, I am happy and excited. Students, can you guess why?

This home visit has urged my progress, and left me with good memories of my childhood. This home visit made me feel that the teacher is very amiable and approachable. I am closer to the teacher's heart. I hope our classmates can understand each other, communicate with each other and get along well with teachers.

There are many firsts in life, and often we will end in failure. When we do it again, we will learn from the last lesson and make progress.

When I cooked for the first time, I met many unexpected difficulties. For example, how much oil and salt should be put in cooking and how much water should be put in steamed rice ... It is precisely because of these difficulties that I bid farewell to my first cooking with failure. To make up for the first time I let everyone eat such a terrible meal, I'm going to cook it again.

In the morning, I happily took the money to go shopping. I bought two tomatoes first. My mother taught me to choose full and pink tomatoes. The tomatoes I bought last time were sour and astringent, but I chose two carefully this time. Next is to buy potatoes. Before I came to the potato stall, I picked two potatoes with smooth surfaces. Finally, I bought vegetables. I rushed home and peeled and washed the vegetables I bought first. I want to shred potatoes, because it was not easy to cook potatoes as thick as my index finger last time. This time, I learned a less rude lesson. However, new problems have emerged. Potatoes slip easily. The potato slipped away before my knife was cut. I tried my best to hold it down and thought, "I can't believe I can't subdue a potato!" " I managed to cut the potatoes. Last time I made tomato and egg soup, it was a failure. This time, I racked my brains and finally came up with a simple and delicious method, that is, chilled tomatoes. I put the tomatoes on a plate and cut them into pieces to prevent the soup from slipping away. Sprinkle some sugar on it and put it in the refrigerator, and you're done! I light the fire and put the oil in the pot when it is hot. When the oil was hot, I put the shredded potatoes in the pot and kept stirring to avoid sticking to the pot. Add the right amount of salt when cooking.

I put shredded potatoes and chilled tomatoes on the table for my mother to taste. My mother nodded with satisfaction and said that there was progress. Suddenly my heart is sweeter than eating honey. Although these are only two simple dishes, each dish is integrated with my efforts and my deep love for my mother.

Cherish, what an attractive word, in fact, there are many things we need to cherish in real life.

We should cherish time, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. Yes, time goes by like water. I remember when I was in the first grade, I often told several close friends when I would be in the sixth grade! But time is really just a flick of a finger, and six years have passed in an instant. I turned around and found out how much I wanted to go back to grade one. I will graduate soon, and I am so reluctant to part with my lovely classmates and teachers. I will leave soon, and I will know what it means to cherish. ...

We should cherish every relative around us. You may not realize it. I remember when my grandmother was still there, whenever I went to their house, my grandmother would always take my little hand and go to the big closet to pick up food for me, but I always didn't cherish it and threw it around. When I was a child, I was not sensible. I always grab things from my great-grandmother. As soon as I went there, I was in a hurry to go home. Several times in a row, I stopped going to my great-grandmother's house, but later, my great-grandmother was gone. I will never see you again, and I will know what it means to cherish. ...

We should cherish the good life now. 2 1 century, we ate well, dressed warmly, enjoyed a peaceful time without war, received the highest education, and lived a life that the ancients never dreamed of, but there were still many people complaining. My grandmother told me that when they were young, they didn't have heating, and they all relied on carbon for heating in winter, but at that time, their families were poor and couldn't afford it. At that time, there will be some waste carbon dumped by trucks on the mountain, but some good ones will fall down and the children at home will go up the mountain to pick it up. Sometimes I get hit by falling carbon, and my family doesn't know. Let's go back to that time and experience it. Perhaps, we will cherish the beautiful life now. ...

In the past, light smoke was dispersed by breeze, and mist was evaporated by the sun. When we look back, it is too late to cherish, so please cherish every little thing, everyone and every friendship around us. ...

In the pouring rain, handfuls of umbrellas bloom like flowers. The same rain, the same scene, and the memories eroded by time blur reappear in my mind. ...

I often go home by bus alone after school. That night, the clouds were overcast and thunder broke out one after another, as if thousands of furious lions were roaring in unison. Lightning tore the sky; The wind, screaming desperately; The creaking leaves seem to bow their heads and kowtow, desperately begging for mercy. Passers-by struggled in the cold wind with almost deformed umbrellas. In the blink of an eye, the rain poured down.

Looking around, the students all ran home with umbrellas. I, on the other hand, hid under the eaves, expecting the rain to gradually decrease. But after waiting for a long time, the rain fell on me, and it was not small at all. It's not a good idea to wait any longer, so I took out a bigger and thicker book from my schoolbag, spread it out in the middle, put my right hand on my head and looked out. "Alas," I bullet, a head into the arms of the heavy rain.

After six or seven steps at most, the water rushed into my shoes. Then, my back was like a drop of water rolling-my clothes were soaked. I was about to bypass the umbrella that I envied in front of me despite the storm and continue to run forward when a hand stretched out under the flower umbrella caught me. I looked through the rain curtain and it was Yao. She took my hand and moved a step to the right, and her left hand tried to send the umbrella to my head. "Where is your home?" She asked with a smile. "I go home by bus every day, and the station is there-"My arm just stretched out and retracted, and the newly squeezed sleeve dripped with water. "Let me take you," she said kindly.

Along the way, we talked and laughed, and the heavy rain communicated our hearts. This umbrella made me feel at ease, and Yao, who gave it to me, gave me warmth.

Soon, we arrived at the station. She put me on the bus and waved goodbye ... in the window blurred by rain, the umbrella that was drifting away was so clear!

I got home safely.

Although the umbrella in the rain is inconspicuous, the warmth makes me remember it. She made me feel a ray of sunshine in loneliness and helplessness, and that flower umbrella will always be the most precious mark in my life.