I am in the sixth grade. Composition 1 I am finally in the sixth grade. I walked into the spacious classroom of Class 6 (Class 2) hopefully. Everything is the same. What about the teacher? When the math teacher came in, "Ah" a serious face condensed my smile. How could it be him? He is famous for his strictness in the whole school. When I was in fifth grade, I was often scared by his "yelling". Fortunately, Class 4(2) is far away. I didn't expect him to teach us. Alas, I'm panting. After class, I stood up trembling, but I couldn't speak with my mouth open. I was frightened. "Sit down!" "It's okay, I comfort myself, hou, what are you doing? Love to look outside! Get out! " The roar of the lion made me tremble.
I'm in the sixth grade and I'm afraid of my teacher's every move. The sixth grade teacher must be strict.
I am in the sixth grade. I am in the sixth grade. I will be promoted in June this year. The sixth grade is a grade away from my alma mater. When we are in the same school and coached by the same teacher for six years, we will find that we can't do without the teacher and our alma mater. Although we left our teachers and alma mater when we were promoted, we will never forget them.
When I upgrade, I will not forget my teachers and classmates. Finally, let's shout, teachers, classmates and alma mater, I won't forget you.
I am in the sixth grade. Time flies like a sword. I don't know anything. I'm already a sixth-grade student.
I came to school as usual and walked into the new classroom. Our class is noisy as usual, especially my deskmate. When I was still on the stairs, I heard him shouting. I sat in my seat, and my original happy mood was broken by my deskmate. Then the teacher came and everyone shut up. The teacher talked a lot about the key points of grade six. I was lost in thought. The sixth grade is no longer the drama of the fifth grade, nor is it the noise of the first grade. I'm in the sixth grade.
My mother often tells me that you reached the first turning point in your life when you were in the sixth grade. You should race against time and go home from school to do your homework every day. When you're done, write about the little champion I bought you.
I listen to the teacher every day, and sometimes I can't understand what the teacher says, especially math. It's too difficult. Watch a few classes in my spare time and see the most difficult course circle. I wonder if I can keep up with the teacher's rhythm then. The pace of study in the sixth grade is too fast.
I like to imagine. I hate reality. The imaginary sixth grade is beautiful, but the real sixth grade is cruel. Everything has changed in the sixth grade, with more courses and more homework assigned by the teacher, and my words are numb. To my pain, my parents proposed a series of unequal treaties to me. I really want to go back to the happy time of grade one. Going to school is always so early every day, homework is always so little, and I am always in a good mood and carefree every day.
I remember the first exam in the sixth grade. I was greeted by many strange questions, and all kinds of questions became very difficult. I got 83 in this exam, and I feel inferior. Then look at my deskmate and show off his high marks to me.
In the sixth grade, classmates and teachers are the last thing I want. We will go our separate ways in junior high school, and it will be difficult to meet again in the future.
In the new semester, I will study hard and make progress every day. I will cherish every busy day now. I will succeed as long as I try my best. Even if I fail, I won't leave any regrets in my life. I will try my best to swim across the ocean of learning in the last year and draw a satisfactory end to my primary school time.
I am in the sixth grade, and my life has changed a lot.
Study: I used to have little homework at school, so I can play easily after class. But now, there is a lot of homework, and I have to change it in a hurry after class, so I have no time to play. In the past, a key text was taught for almost two or three classes, but now a poor man has been taught for a week, which shows that the teacher attaches importance to our study of key texts.
Study pressure: In the past, teachers usually didn't do much homework, and occasionally they wrote a composition. But now I have to do my homework at school and a lot of homework at home. School used to end early, so it was not normal for teachers to be with their classmates. But yesterday, after we corrected our homework, the math teacher asked us to do an exercise, saying it was to train our speed. Listen to my mother: "when we were in primary school, we didn't have much homework." After finishing our homework, we can play easily without any pressure and burden. With the increase of age and grade, I naturally accept education of all kinds of knowledge. " I heard * * * feel envious.
Extra-curricular pressure: I used to have only one violin as a hobby outside, but now my parents say my English is poor, so I signed up for half an English class. In this way, I don't even have time to play for a weekend.
Parents' pressure: I used to watch TV or computer when I finished my homework, but now I can't finish it because there are too many homework. Occasionally, if you finish it earlier, parents will give us a lot of exercises to do and even let us have a rest. Parents often buy some extracurricular practice materials such as "Three Practices in One Lesson", "Listening 100" and "Reading with New Curriculum Standards".
Now that we are in the sixth grade, there is much friction between classmates, but we don't have much time together, and our parents expect more and more from us, hoping that we can get into a good middle school, so our time is full and the pressure is growing.
I am in the sixth grade, and the sixth grade is so out of reach for me in the first grade; The sixth grade is so fresh to me in the second grade; The sixth grade is too attractive for me in the third grade; The sixth grade is so full of expectations for me in the fourth grade; The sixth grade is so cute for me in the fifth grade ... However, for me now, the sixth grade is a tense stage and a horrible semester, but it always reveals a feeling of joy and excitement, because it proves that I have grown up and am getting closer and closer to my dream of studying!
In retrospect, I have been looking forward to becoming the big brother of grade six one day, because at that time, I felt that all my big brothers and sisters in grade six were above me. In their eyes, we were just a group of children who were not sensible. It's different now. Being a big brother in grade six is no longer a dream, but a reality. As I grew older, I also changed my naive ideas. In our eyes, the students in the lower grades are the objects we envy. They are whimsical and talkative, they are relaxed ... and we are burdened with more and more burdens, which we can't help. Parents' expectations of us are getting higher and higher, which makes us breathless.
I used to hate my classmates with poor grades and thought they would lead me astray. I used to hate joking classmates. I think they are incoherent ... but now, I think students with poor grades need help. I have no right to hate them. I think students who like joking are very cute. Without their jokes, how can there be laughter in the class? I used to think that exams were purely for coping; Getting good grades is just to win the praise of teachers and parents ... but now, I think the exam is to test your academic performance. Getting good grades is a harvest, which means you have learned knowledge!
In the class, I was a lively little boy, and the strange face is now deeply imprinted in my heart. The noise of the students and the reprimand of the teacher now sound like wonderful music, because it means that the students love each other and the teacher cares about the students; I think everything on campus is a treasure, because they have been with me for five years.
I hope that in this year, I will do my best to climb the mountain and swim across the sea of learning, to interpret a wonderful me, to draw a beautiful stroke for my colorful childhood, to draw a perfect end for my primary school career and to pave the way for my junior high school!
I am in the sixth grade. Composition 6 is encouragement, and encouragement is the driving force for people to get closer. Each of us needs encouragement and praise. They are like spices of life. With them, life has all kinds of sweet flavors. They are like paints on a drawing board. With them, life will be full of fun and colorful. They are like oak trees on the grassland. With them, your life will be different.
I remember the first final exam of junior one, and I lost the election. For me who is competitive, it is undoubtedly a great blow. Seeing those students who laughed happily because of winning the prize, two tears as big as peas quietly fell into my heart along my pen tip. Holding 16' s report card, my feet seem to be filled with lead and I can't lift them. With a "ready to be scolded" mentality, with a nervous mood, I dragged my heavy steps back home.
"Son, how was the exam?" In the face of my mother's expectant inquiry, I lowered my head and dared not look him in the eye. "Where is it?" Mom asked. "16 ..." I said to my mother in a mosquito-like voice, and handed my report card to my mother, ready to be scolded. My mother was silent for a while. After a long time, my mother was very excited and said to me, "You passed the first exam 16, son, you are great!" I looked up and asked, "Did you do well in 16?" "Of course, I got 16 in the first exam, which was very good." "But-"before I finished, my mother said, "You set yourself too high a goal. If you think you didn't do well in the exam, you must find out your' heart goal' next time! " After that, my mother touched my head again. In an instant, I seem to understand a lot. In the days to come, my grades advanced by leaps and bounds, and I finally stepped into the ranks of top students.
After many years, I still remember it clearly. My mother's praise at that time is as precious as gold to me so far. Without my mother's praise at that time, I would not be as brilliant as I am now!
I am in the sixth grade, and the sixth grade is so far away for me in the first grade; The sixth grade is so fresh to me in the second grade; The sixth grade is too attractive for me in the third grade; The sixth grade is so full of expectations for me in the fourth grade; The sixth grade is so cute for me in the fifth grade ... However, for me now, the sixth grade is a tense stage and a horrible semester, but it always reveals a feeling of joy and excitement, because it proves that my dream of reading is getting closer and closer when I grow up!
In retrospect, I have been looking forward to becoming the big brother of grade six one day, because at that time, I felt that all my big brothers and sisters in grade six were above me. In their eyes, we were just a group of children who were not sensible. It's different now. Being a big brother in grade six is no longer a dream, but a reality. As I grew older, I also changed my naive ideas. In our eyes, the students in the lower grades are the objects we envy. They are whimsical and talkative, they are relaxed ... and we are burdened with more and more burdens, which we can't help. Parents' expectations of us are getting higher and higher, which makes us breathless.
I used to hate my classmates with poor grades and thought they would lead me astray. Once, I hated joking classmates and thought they were incoherent ... but now, I think students with poor grades need help, and I have no right to hate them; I think students who like joking are very cute. Without their jokes, how can there be laughter in the class? I used to think that exams were purely for coping; Getting good grades is just to win the praise of teachers and parents ... but now, I think the exam is to test your academic performance. Getting good grades is a harvest, which means you have learned knowledge!
In the class, I was a lively little boy, and the strange face is now deeply imprinted in my heart. The noise of the students and the reprimand of the teacher now sound like wonderful music, because it means that the students love each other and the teacher cares about the students; I think everything on campus is a treasure, because they have been with me for five years.
I hope that in this year, I will do my best to climb the mountain and swim across the sea of learning, to interpret a wonderful me, to draw a beautiful stroke for my colorful childhood, to draw a perfect end for my primary school career and to pave the way for my junior high school!
I am in the sixth grade. Time flies. In a blink of an eye, school will start.
Now, I am a sixth-grade student, and I will end my primary school life in one year and enter the door of junior high school. This also means that our responsibilities are getting heavier and heavier.
As soon as I entered the school gate, I saw many students carrying newly bought schoolbags into their class. I came to Class 63, found a seat and looked at some strange faces. There were few former classmates, and my best classmate was assigned to Class 62. This makes me a little flustered, because I am an introverted girl who is unwilling to communicate with others and it is difficult to make friends. Looking back on me before, more than a dozen people envied the big brothers and sisters in the sixth grade and thought how tall they were. Now, the dream has become a reality. Now, how I want to be one of those junior students! They had a good time and laughed happily. But we study hard, strive to be admitted to key junior high schools, lay a blanket on our junior high school road, draw a colorful stroke for our colorful childhood, and draw a perfect ending for our beautiful primary school life. In this new semester, I want to like math. When I was in math class, I listened carefully at first. Within a few minutes, I began to skip class and didn't want to raise my hand to speak. So I want to get rid of all the bad habits this semester and live up to my parents' expectations. People live not for others, but for themselves. No matter whether your previous academic performance is good or bad, as long as you work hard, work hard and do better than before, you are the best.
A new semester, a new beginning, let's work together, because you dominate your future. Let's learn from the past, forget all kinds of unhappy things, welcome the new semester and show our best side to everyone.
I am in the sixth grade. After the summer vacation, we are all big sisters! This makes me look forward to and happy, but also feel a little sad!
I've only been in the fifth grade for a month. In a blink of an eye, I will be in the sixth grade.
When I signed up, I was unlucky. My deskmate was changed to a clock! Forget it, there's a Feng Junhong, and I'm really going to collapse. Look, the clock is on the left, the clock is on the right, and Moqiao is behind. But all right, if you make me talk, I'll ignore it. I will go to class, and I can study for a while, because it's time to leave me alone!
However, after entering the sixth grade, it is not like when I was in the lower grade. The course is getting heavier and heavier. I have to prepare for junior high school to absorb more knowledge, but I am a little nervous.
Anyway, I want to grasp the last paragraph of primary school life, cherish the fate of getting along with teachers and classmates, and play a series of wonderful melodies for my sixth grade life.
I am in the sixth grade. Time flies, time flies. Now I have entered the sixth grade, from a delicate little girl to a graceful big girl. From a naughty bad boy to a sensible good boy; From a lazy girl all day to a mature girl who can help her mother do some housework and help her parents share some weight. ...
In the past five years, I have many bad habits, such as being playful, always crying, doing some little tricks in class, not listening carefully, and most importantly being careless!
When I was in the fourth grade, I got a hundred points in an exam, and then when I took the exam again, I felt that I got a hundred points last time anyway, and it won't be bad this time! So I finished the paper, didn't check it again, and began to play truant ... I was surprised when the teacher handed out the paper, and I got 86 points! How did this happen? The calculations are all wrong! And the simpler, the more wrong! The teacher severely criticized me!
Now, I am in the sixth grade, and I am already the "sister" of our school. I should get rid of those bad habits and set a good example! In the past, I was always in trouble with my friends. I am in the sixth grade and want to get rid of the bad habit of losing my temper. And be tolerant and generous, and never make trouble with friends at any time. ...
I still remember when I was in fifth grade, I had a quarrel with my friends. We used to be fine, but it was because of a little thing. After the teacher knows this, let's stand on the podium and think about where we are wrong. We all cried on the platform. When the teacher asked me, I didn't know why, so I said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't be so narrow-minded." Then I said to other lesbians who were in conflict, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault ..." On the other hand, I said, "It's my fault ..." "No, it's my fault, too ..." Then everyone burst into tears and laughed, and it was over. Whenever the students in our class mention this matter, they can't help laughing out loud and say, "You are talking on the podium, and it is estimated that the whole class is laughing at you ..."
In the sixth grade, I wouldn't be the one who got into trouble with my friends and was sent to the podium. I won't be so stingy as before. I will learn to be tolerant and generous, and learn to consider other people's feelings when I speak. ...
In the sixth grade, I grew up!
I am in the sixth grade. Composition 1 1 I'm in grade six. I didn't feel it when I stepped into the school gate and entered the classroom. I feel it in more and more difficult practice. I am in the sixth grade.
I've never felt this way before. I often feel that my efforts are not enough when I do problems now. It is reasonable to say that my sixth grade exercises should not be so difficult, but maybe my parents prepared exercises for me in advance, so I feel this way. But anyway, I'm in the sixth grade, and I must work harder than before.
My parents are both teachers. They often educate me. If I want to get good grades, I must study hard. All along, although I am a primary school student, I know that learning is very important to me. If I can't form good habits in primary school and lay a solid foundation for study, it will be difficult for me to be top-notch in my future study. Now I'm in the sixth grade, which means I have to face the junior high school exam. If I don't do well in this exam, I will definitely find it hard to study in junior high school.
I have been in the sixth grade, and now my study time is increasing a little every day. My parents didn't add me. I did. I don't want to be lazy this year for three years behind junior high school. If you want to be the top student in your class when you enter junior high school, you must grasp the year of sixth grade! However, my parents prepared exercises for me in advance. In the process of doing these exercises, I feel the difficulty of the exercises and feel that I am climbing a mountain! My mother told me that if you think it is hard to study, it is because you are making progress and growing. I think I'm grown up now!
The sixth grade of primary school is the first stage in my life to be promoted. I don't want to cry after failure, but I will work hard before success! Come on, I'm in the sixth grade, too! Be sure to refuel!
In my sixth grade, I entered the familiar campus with my composition 12. I'm beginning to feel that, after all, I'm getting "old" from today, and the most wonderful stage has come to an end. We have gone from childhood to adolescence. I want to ask myself: sixth grade, am I ready?
I grew up from an ignorant person in the first grade to me now, not only on the surface, but also in the leap of thought, morality and learning. Alas, time has passed in such a muddle. Except for the change of height, it seems that Yin's hidden self has not been awakened, and she is as ignorant as ever. How many precious opportunities have been missed repeatedly because of her recklessness, timidity and indulgence? How can she get them back?
However, "in the new semester, we will cast a brand-new self." Let those past mistakes and bad grades be left behind, become a new self, and March forward in the new semester! " A philosopher's words made me wake up in the dark and confused. Yes, the new semester is meeting new challenges, new friends, new knowledge and new self. Since you can't make up for your previous mistakes, be a brand-new self and continue to cut corners on the road of life!
I hope that the new self will no longer be timid and indulgent. There are new opportunities in the new semester. I hope my new self can grasp it well and cherish every hard-won opportunity. Don't give up the present opportunity because you are afraid of failure. Let the opportunity pass by and make it a lifelong regret again.
I hope the new self is no longer ordinary. In the math exam from grade one to grade five, I was always bent down by "Ma Daha" and lost. In the new semester, I hope my new self can make up for the big loophole of carelessness, become a careful girl, and let myself not get lost because of carelessness in mathematics.
Expect too much of your new self. Excellent grades have always been entrusted by parents to their children, but I'm not sure how much I can change if I am a good student in the eyes of others. But I deeply know that I am just a stupid child, and I need a stupid bird to fly first so as not to fall behind. This is my expectation for my new self, and it is also my oath at the age of eleven.
I am in the sixth grade. After a happy summer vacation, we ushered in a new period: the sixth grade.
Walking into the new classroom, a new life begins. I happened to go to the former classroom, looked at the bright smiles of my primary school brothers and sisters, and heard a silvery laugh. The little pimple in my heart also made me feel heartache.
At the school gate, some junior children often look at us with curiosity, admiration and envy. Like us, they fantasize about the sixth grade and envy it. They think that the sixth grade can do many things, know many things and have many privileges. They are so longing for the sixth grade, but have you ever known that we envy you so much now?
In the sixth grade, when we grew up, we realized the bitterness and helplessness of growth and were overwhelmed by our studies. I often envy the children in the lower grades to be so free and happy; I often hope that I can ignore everything and vent my feelings completely as I did when I was a child. I also hope that I will not be so comprehensive and stubborn to be my true self; I also hope that I am childlike and innocent, so that I won't worry about exams, parents' pressure, interest classes and further studies all day.
However, the sixth grade also taught me a lot. I can operate the computer, use various sentences and read. Also let me know a lot of things.
When I grow up, I have many ideas. It's like dreaming that we have grown from children in grade one to students in grade six. When I think about this, I think that we will soon spend the time in junior high school and high school, go to work, start our own family, get old and die like this. It scares me to think about it. Maybe this is the trouble of growing up.
I have resistance, yearning and loss to the sixth grade, but I know I must grow up like this.
I am in the sixth grade. After the summer vacation, I will be the big sister! This makes me look forward to and happy, but also feel a little sad!
I've only been in the fifth grade for a month. In a blink of an eye, I will be in the sixth grade.
When I signed up, I was unlucky. My deskmate was changed to a clock! Forget it, there's a Feng Junhong, and I'm really going to collapse. Look, the clock is on the left, the clock is on the right, and Moqiao is behind. But all right, if you make me talk, I'll ignore it. I will go to class, and I can study for a while, because it's time to leave me alone!
However, after entering the sixth grade, it is not like when I was in the lower grade. The course is getting heavier and heavier. I have to prepare for junior high school to absorb more knowledge, but I am a little nervous.
Anyway, I want to grasp the last paragraph of primary school life, cherish the fate of getting along with teachers and classmates, and play a series of wonderful melodies for my sixth grade life.
I am in the sixth grade. Time flies, time flies. In a blink of an eye, the carefree fifth-grade summer vacation is over, and a busy and wonderful new semester has arrived. Now, the complete sixth-grade life has started for almost a month.
The scene in the first grade seems to be yesterday, and everything is curious. Looking at the sixth-grade brothers and sisters passing by, I was particularly envious. Six years of campus study and life have made them energetic and knowledgeable. I hope I can be as knowledgeable as them one day. Now, I'm finally in the sixth grade. Experienced the pain and joy of growing up, helpless and full. I go to school with the rising sun every day and go home tired.
The sixth grade is a turning point in our lives. We are facing the pressure of junior high school. My homework every day makes me breathless. My mother took me to the barber shop to have my beloved long hair cut first. At that moment, my heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. It's really unpleasant Alas! Forget it, the arm can't twist the thigh, so stay when you have the chance!
I can't afford to relax because of the heavy learning task in grade six. My schoolbag is much heavier, such as "Extrapolation of Primary School Mathematics", "Passing Reading Test" and "English All-around Test". I have all kinds of materials, which my father bought at the bookstore on his own initiative and stuffed into my schoolbag, so that I can not go out to play after class and have time to do a few questions. Alas! This is the helplessness of graduates!
In the sixth grade, I cherished every minute I spent with my teachers and classmates, because after junior high school, we will go our separate ways, and it will not be so easy to meet again.
At the beginning of the new semester, I made a detailed study plan for myself:
1, preview before class, review after class, listen carefully in class and do homework after school.
2. Read four classic novels and famous books.
Recite a Tang poem every day, every little makes a mickle. I cherish this busy day very much. As long as I go all out, even if I fail, I won't leave any regrets in my life.