Music sixth grade composition 1 achieved excellent results after struggle. This excites me and I enjoy it.
After this exam, as usual, I still have a long time to collect the papers, so I began to check them. It feels like it's finally rolled up after several hours. After collecting the paper, I suddenly began to feel uneasy: "didn't I write a class?" Have you written the solution of the equation? Didn't you write the unit when you wrote the application problem ... no, you shouldn't. I should write it all down. Although I think so, I still can't calm down.
For several days, I was still thinking about the math exam, hoping that the teacher would hand out the papers quickly.
Two days later, in a math class, the teacher had a stack of papers in his hand. I walked into the classroom and said, "Now I'm going to announce the results of this exam. Hearing this, my classmates and I couldn't help but bring our hearts together. " My heart is pounding, and I don't know where to put my hand. I held my breath and listened for fear of missing the score. Then, the teacher read it ... When reading my name, the teacher said loudly, "Jia, 100!" When I heard that I was 100, my heart suddenly became excited again. I gave my deskmate a high five and made a victory gesture. My classmates congratulated me, and some of them cast envious eyes. I'm so happy myself, I don't know where to put my hand. I'm so happy, let alone happy.
After school, I ran straight home, trying to tell my mother the good news as soon as possible.
In life, there are many happy things for different reasons. But the happiest, always rely on their own efforts down-to-earth!
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful small village, with flowers in full bloom in spring, trees in summer, fresh fruit in autumn and snow in winter. There are two Roche brothers living in the village. My brother's name is Loew and my brother's name is Rorty. They are good experts in farming, and people learn farming skills from them.
One day, a guest came to learn skills from them, but that person learned slowly. Lloyd didn't neglect him when he saw him, but patiently taught him word by word, speaking over and over again. Just then, Rorty came back. Seeing that the man couldn't remember the main idea after listening to his brother several times, he made a gesture to ask his brother to come over and said, "Don't teach him, teach those who learn quickly!" " Don't waste your time here. Hearing this, Luo You said unhappily, "Brother, all the people who come to our home to learn agricultural technology are guests. We can't ignore them and abandon them just because we are slow to learn! "! Why don't you teach someone else and I'll teach him, okay? Rorty realized his mistake and blushed with embarrassment.
The next winter, the Luo brothers picked seeds in a warm house and planned to sow them next spring. Suddenly someone knocked at the door. When they opened the door, they saw that this was a slow person who had been learning planting methods last year. He brought many big and fresh fruits and vegetables, all kinds. Luo Jia was very happy and warmly welcomed him.
From then on, hundreds of miles in Fiona Fang, everyone helped each other, United and friendly, and got along like brothers.
Composition 3 of the sixth grade of music is happy, and it is happy; It is beautiful to have happiness. Everyone's happiness is different, and my happiness has been fixed in that vegetable garden.
I remember when I was a child, I chased and fought with my friends in that vegetable field, shuttled through the fields, and caught bugs with my cousin, so busy that I was covered in black mud. But all this is fresh in my memory.
That day, the weather was very sunny. There are many rape flowers in Huang Cancan in the field, as if there is sunshine in them. There are many flat tofu flowers, like a green moon with purple edges. Delicate little petals are dancing happily in the wind. My cousin and I ran under a ginkgo tree, because other children said there were many scarabs there, and there were many colors on them, which were very beautiful! The more we think about it, the more excited we are, and the faster and harder we dig with our hands.
"Stop!" My cousin stopped me. I saw him squatting on the ground, gently planing the soil with his hands, blowing air with his mouth, and acting carefully and delicately like an archaeologist. I can't even imagine that this is the brother who is always restless. He was holding something in his hand, and his smile spread out gradually. When I saw it, it turned out to be a scarab. I really admire it.
"ouch! My neck hurts! " The younger brother suddenly shouted. I turned my head and saw a bug named "Chili" fall on his neck. I have heard adults say that it is burning pain after being bitten by this bug, and I can see it from my cousin's expression, so it is. Grandma ran over and quickly got rid of the bugs for her cousin, and then she began to complain about us. But after a while, we couldn't help laughing again.
I believe that everyone has a happy "vegetable field" in his heart, which will become a beautiful memory in our life.
There is a long railway behind grandma's house and a green vegetable field in front.
On Sunday, my sister and I followed my father to the vegetable field. There are not many golden rape flowers, and the blue branches are covered with fruits like pepper. Peel one with your hand. There are many round and green "little beans" in it. They are the treasures of mother's vegetables and can also be used to extract oil! Soybean is the best growing in the field now. These soybeans not only flourish, but also bear many full pods, nodding to us frequently in the breeze.
We started picking beans in the hot sun. Dad told us that it would be more labor-saving to unscrew the pods without hurting the whole bean sprouts. My sister and I picked a lot of pods and went back to grandma's house. We can't wait to peel off the beans and cook them in the pot. I found a white layer inside the pod, as soft as a sponge. Ha, mother bean really loves her children. Let baby Doudou sleep on the sofa bed! When the beans were cooked, my sister and I scrambled to eat them and quickly grabbed a bowl of beans!
After a short rest, we went fishing with my father again. We chose a clean pond beside the vegetable garden. Dad bent down and fished hard in the depths of the pond with a net bag, and fished out many things: snails with big heads and sharp tails, lively small fish and shrimps ... two of them looked like arowana, with red scales and tails. There is also a big-bellied loach, which is very quiet. Dad said it was going to lay eggs. I'm looking forward to seeing its baby! I will keep it alone in a fish tank and take good care of it.
Ah! The trip to the countryside brought me a lot of happiness, which is really hard to forget.
On the National Day, I didn't play computer, watch TV or go out to play, but plunged into the sea of books. Why? Listen to me slowly:
By chance-I met. When I was in kindergarten, I especially liked watching cartoons. As for books, I know nothing about them. There is a power failure at home, so I can't watch TV. It was in this case that I accidentally picked up a wordless cartoon. At first glance, hey, it looks good. So, I asked my mother to buy me this comic book every day. From that day on, I began to understand books.
Evolution chose it. I knew a lot of words in the third grade of primary school, and I felt that simple pictures could not feed my appetite. So, I went to the bookstore to choose books myself. Among many bookcases, one bookcase caught my attention. There are many comic books on it. I picked up a book and read it. It has a story that combines words and pictures. The content is particularly new to me, which gives me a new understanding of the book.
Force-really understand him. I am still addicted to comics and the Internet. My mother realized that this would affect my study, so she stipulated that I should read books for two hours before playing computer for an hour. No, I have to watch it. It was a little stuffy at first, and then it stinks.
Read good books, read more books, and study hard. Reading is fun, you should experience it slowly, understand it and get involved in it, otherwise, you will never read well.
The word "Le" is very common but very happy for people, but the word "Le" has a beautiful and happy story for me.
It was after the National Day, and all the sixth-grade students in our school went to the "Dengfeng Lin Yuan Internship Base" by bus. At that time, my mood was particularly happy, as sweet as eating honey.
The next morning, we immediately integrated into this happy family and started our practical study. The first lesson is about the cultivation of fruits and vegetables. I learned about the growing environment and way of peanuts and rice, and learned a lot of knowledge that I didn't know. I am very happy, because the most impressive learning activities are the power of breathing and grafting, and putting tubes together and setting the top. A balloon was blown by many people. At the moment when the balloon burst, everyone's heart was so excited that it would jump out. We are very happy. When my classmates shouted "Come on, Class One!" At that time, I was very happy. . The second project is to replace trees with flowers. This game can pass the ball into the cup through one connecting pipe after another. This process requires students to unite as one. When we successfully transferred the ball to the cup, we jumped up with excitement, and I felt happy at this moment.
Although we couldn't bear to leave here at noon on the day when the five-day activity ended, we cried for a long time before stopping, but recalling the good time we spent in Dongfeng Village Resource Base, my aunt cried, smiled and had a good time ... and learned a lot of knowledge, and I soon became "happy".
There are many wonderful sounds everywhere in life, which can be compared with symphonies. ...
In a car accident, the friction between the tire and the ground sounds like playing a violin; A loud noise when vehicles collide, such as an angry drummer accidentally breaking a drum; The whispering of onlookers is the string sound carefully played by the violinist, with a trace of sadness, playing a sad movement in advance.
On the court, the referee's starting sound is like the sound of beating drums in an instant; The audience shouts like countless trumpets; The athlete's breath is pulled like a viola; The thunderous applause at the award ceremony is like a smooth and powerful ending of the piano. Why is this not a sonata generated by passion?
The quarrel between neighbors was caused by a cigarette. A query, such as the trumpet playing suddenly; Two landing pronunciations, like two notes from tuba. Immediately, the quarrel became louder and louder, and other musical instruments became more and more fierce. When the drum beat heavily, the young couple gave a "hum" and ignored each other. Isn't it like a song that a musician plays at will because of releasing pressure?
The old people in the neighborhood always walk slowly with crutches. The slow pace is like the rhythmic bass of a violin. The "click" sound of crutches and the laughter of children are just a graceful dance music played by the piano, echoing in the alley. ...
I like playing piano and Beethoven's symphonies. But only by playing with life can it be a real symphony of life, because music comes from life!
I am a happy person, and my life is full of laughter.
Take the recent summer vacation life as an example. This summer vacation, I didn't go back to my grandparents' home for the summer vacation, but I felt different fun.
First of all, during the two-month summer vacation, I learned how to be self-reliant. Because my mother is going to Jiaxing to train herself, she is carsick and exhausted every day. I do most housework. I cook, cook and wash clothes by myself. Although I always make a mess, on second thought, I can share the housework for my mother and work hard again. You said, I can stand on my own feet, can I not be happy?
Secondly, it is the pleasure of traveling in the sea of books. In my spare time, I leisurely drink morning tea and read some magazines. In the book, the author and I went to "America as an exchange student" to experience American customs; In the book, the author and I discuss the current social problems and put ourselves in the position of leaders. In the book, I study magic and justice with the characters in the story. You said, I didn't move a step but I learned so much. Can I be unhappy?
Finally, what makes me happy is that I can do what I want without restraint. It doesn't matter whether I want to sleep until 8 am or play for more than three hours after dinner! Because this summer vacation is my responsibility! Everyone said, I am so relaxed and free, can I not be happy?
My summer vacation was very full, and I was happy from ear to ear! hahahaha ...
Le sixth grade composition 9 "What can I say about you! "Listen, my mother is inculcating me again. "Words are like people's coats. If you wear decent clothes, you will feel comfortable. " The same handwriting is so beautiful that people can't put it down. Look at your handwriting, don't practice quickly, or it will be too late to regret it later. "
"Hum, I am beautiful inside!" I said this, but I kept whispering in my heart.
alas
As soon as the test paper was issued, I was confused. How did I get it right? But I deducted it. I can't help protesting: "Teacher, you are mistaken!" When my deskmate heard the sound, I leaned over to look at my test paper. She frowned and said, "Oh, what is this word?" ! Not to mention the teacher, even my' near neighbors' can't understand! "Are you? I looked at it carefully, alas-let's practice calligraphy!
I rummaged through everything and finally found a copybook with a bad smell.
"Horizontal-vertical-"The teacher saw me practicing calligraphy in meditation from a distance and immediately climbed into the corner of my eye with a smile. Came over and took a look, and his brow sank again. As soon as I saw it, I suddenly lost my breath. The teacher saw my expression and cheered me up: "Practicing calligraphy can not only make the handwriting beautiful, but also cultivate the previous sentiment. It cannot be impatient. You have to be patient and practice from simple strokes, which is the same as being a man! "
Oh! It turns out that this writing method also contains such a great deal of knowledge. I can't help but make up my mind that I must practice my handwriting well.
bend
Where there is a will, there is a way. I get up early and go to bed late to practice writing every day. Some words can't be done at once, just twice or ten times until I practice them well. Sometimes my hands are sore, so I'll practice after a while. The word has finally been changed.
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On the road of life, there are many joys and sorrows. Life is unpredictable. I don't know what will happen next, whether it is sweetness, pain, happiness or anxiety ... The road of life is bumpy and bumpy. Just like a cup of coffee, it tastes bitter first and then sweet. That's the truth.
I used to think that reading is a very hard thing and very painful. I also look forward to going to school every day, finish my homework early after school, and then do what I like. Every Friday, I am very happy, because the weekend is coming, so I can go out to play. The exam is coming, so draw a small calendar on the desk and count it every day. How many days are there before the exam? In fact, it's counting how many days of vacation are left, so that you can untie the rope tied to your body, have fun and run wild!
But now, I don't think so. Since the sixth grade, I have done a lot more homework, unlike before, I can get good grades without hard work. Good grades need to be paid, and this pay is what we call "bitterness". When you solve a difficult problem, you are happy although you are sweating. When you review for a long time and finally get a good grade, you will be very happy ... all this comes from hard work. Although the process is bitter, the happiness after suffering is permanent and you will remember it all your life.
Life is like a cup of green tea, with bitterness in happiness and sweetness in bitterness.
1 1 A heavy snow years ago was unforgettable, but what impressed me the most was a helpful thing that warmed my heart.
After breakfast that day, my father took me to school on a tricycle. On the road, the road was muddy and slippery because of the snowstorm last night.
When we reached the overpass, the shaking car suddenly stopped shaking. I got off and checked with my father. It turned out that there was a wheel slipping in front and a snowdrift in front, so I couldn't walk. What should I do? Suddenly an uncle said, "Why don't we split into two teams? One team shoveled snow in front of the car and the other team pushed it behind. "
The uncle's words inspired people, and many people echoed them with one voice.
My father and I are in the garage, waiting for the person in front to shovel the snow clean, and we will push the cart together. Listen: one, two, three, push! One, two, three, push! No, the road is too slippery. The engine of the car hummed, but it didn't move. We pushed again, and more and more people joined us. The car moved and finally succeeded! The owner came down to thank everyone: "Thank you, without your help, I may not be able to move here for a day!" " "
In order not to delay time, everyone went back to their cars and waited for the road.
Helping others is happy. Soon, a warm little sun rises in my heart because of helping others.
The sixth grade composition 12 has been flat. Go and save the storm in Class 5 (3)! Come to the booth of our class, business is booming! I asked Li Jiani, "How? Busy? " Li Jiani looked up and saw it was me, so he said, "Don't be sarcastic. If you buy your book, come in and help! " "ok!" I readily agreed. As soon as she became the "proprietress", she became busy. I heard Li Yu standing on the table and shouting, "The book is sold. Look at the books here. The books are sold! " After a while, Li Yu came down. I asked him what he wanted to do. He said, "I can't shout here. I want to go out or take some books to sell. " "come on I helped Li Yu cheer up. Later, a second-grade girl came to buy books. I asked, "Little Sister, do you want to buy a book?" "Yes!" The little girl said. I asked, "What book do you want to buy? Sister will help you find it. " "I want to buy this one." The little girl said. With that, Feng picked up a copy of The Princess Story. I asked, "Little Sister, this book 15 yuan. How much do you have? " The little girl said, "ah! But I only have 1 yuan. " I said regretfully, "Sorry, you can't buy it. If you want to buy it, I'll ask my classmates. Can you wait here? " The little girl nodded her head. I asked Feng, "There is a little girl who wants to buy your princess story, but she only has 1 yuan. Do you sell it? Feng said, "1 yuan is 1 yuan!" The little girl got the book and left contentedly.
We are going to close the stall, but the books are not sold out yet. Although my voice is hoarse, I am very happy because I am dumb for selling books.
I have been learning Chinese calligraphy from my grandfather since I was four years old. The taste of learning calligraphy is unforgettable so far, and it is a word-bitterness.
I remember a Sunday when I was seven years old. The weather is sunny and sunny, which is a rare good weather. After lunch, I concentrate on practicing words. After practicing for a while, my good friends Rong Cheng, Pan Ying and Lingling came together. Rong Cheng said, "Xiufeng, the weather is so good today, let's go out and play together!" " "Lingling also said," yes! It's rare to have such fine weather. Practice what words and relax. "After hearing what they said, I am a little shaken, but the task of calligraphy has not been completed. Pan Ying felt wronged for me: "Why are your parents so tight? There is always some free space? " Rong Cheng saw that I was in a dilemma. He said, "Forget it, let's play. "They walked out of my house.
Looking at their distant backs and unfinished papers, I comforted myself: "Nothing, it's bitter now, and it will be fine in the future ..." So I picked up my writing brush and practiced it again.
In this way, regardless of the heat and cold, I persisted and practiced hard, and finally tasted the sweetness, that is, the joy of practicing calligraphy.
Many things happen, and my efforts have not been in vain. This year, the school carried out calligraphy and painting activities. I am a famous young calligrapher in the school. Of course, these achievements can only explain the past, and I will practice harder and get better results in the future.
From practicing calligraphy, I realized that no matter what I do, as long as I persist, work hard and are not afraid of difficulties, I will certainly succeed.
Before 14, I always hated rain, which made me unable to play with my friends. It woke me up from my sleep, because of this relationship, I don't like it. Every time I hear the sound of rain, I feel more and more angry with the increase of the sound of rain. However, I have changed a lot since I heard the symphony with gorgeous raindrops on a nasty rainy day! If you have heard it, you must know that this music is really beautiful. ...
Collapse! Tick tock! Raindrops soon fell from the sky, as we expected. I don't want to be late and disappoint everyone. Rain picked up the drum stick and beat the empty jar. The rain beat the grass and the river with its innate talent. At that moment, the world seemed to be their world, and the river was beat by him heartily; Grass allows him to play games at will, so beautiful, so beautiful, the magnificent symphony of nature is branded in my heart.
Rain, like an angel and like a devil; Rain is treacherous and cunning. Whenever I am angry, I listen to the rain, and my anger disappears little by little with the raindrops. He is the hero of the peasants, but he is also the object of trouble. Should I like him or not? Rain really makes people love and hate!
The most touching music on rainy days is composed of the most wonderful raindrops. Cunning as he is, he is also great. It helps me face every day bravely. As long as I hear the rain, I feel very happy. I hope you like his music, because it is the most precious gift from nature!
Life is like a five-flavor bottle, full of flavor, which will make you taste the ups and downs. Playing the piano made me taste pain and happiness.
I remember that time, I saw the famous pianist Lang Lang playing piano music on TV, and that touching piano music touched my heart-I want to learn piano! At that time, my piano career began. When I first started learning, I felt like a toddler, and under the guidance of my teacher, I slowly walked up the ladder of "Music Hall". At first, out of curiosity, I was very enthusiastic about playing the piano, but later I found it boring. The teacher told me that I have a certain musical talent, which is very suitable for learning piano. In this way, I have no excuse not to learn the piano. Playing the piano is really difficult. You must practice with the music every day. Of course, due to my carelessness, I naturally got a lot of scolding. My mother nagged me all day and said, "Did you practice the piano today? Do it seriously. Don't live up to our expectations of you ... "But it is because of these hardships that I can taste the happiness of my first success. Just in August this year, I took the first "Piano Grade Examination of China Conservatory of Music", successfully passed the examination, and got the certificate of Piano Band 4, which was also attributed to my mother's nagging and the teacher's encouragement. Now, I have practiced the piano well, not to mention my sun, minuets and wild roses on the roadside. Sometimes, I will play a song that my mother likes for Alice, or my father will play a favorite song for the north wind, so that the fluttering notes can take away their fatigue.
As the saying goes: no pains, no gains. Playing the piano is bitter, but I also tasted happiness.