When I mention my deskmate, I think of the proverb "Broad beans blossom-black heart". When it comes to quarreling, it happens every day. When it comes to fighting, one, three, five.
My deskmate's surname is Huang Lin. She often bullies me because her aunt is a teacher. "Good men don't fight women", I couldn't help it, so I quarreled with her bitterly. In the self-study class, we often "fight with our legs"; In class, as soon as my things crossed the line, her "two-finger magic pinch" immediately began, and my arm was pinched black and blue by her. Sometimes when she kicks me, I use the "trump card"-call the monitor. Who knows that she still has a trump card-pretending to cry and saying that I kicked her. It was really the "wicked" who complained first, which made me very angry. As soon as the monitor left, she immediately recovered her true colors and began to kick me again.
But she also has her moments of pride. Once in an art test, my mechanical pencil ran out of lead, so I borrowed it forward and backward without borrowing it from the side, so I had to borrow it from my deskmate. While I was hesitating, a piece of lead appeared on my desk. Who gave it to me? I saw my deskmate smiling at me. Is that her? No way! ! ! ! "Draw quickly!" Huang Lin whispered, "Otherwise, you will be punished by the art teacher, and you will continue to make noise after class!" I listened to it and quickly drew it.
This is my angry and helpful deskmate-Huang Lin.
My sixth grade composition 300 words 2 My campus is beautiful, and I love my beautiful campus. Flowers bloom in spring, trees are shaded in summer, fresh fruits are fragrant in autumn, and heavy snow falls in winter. Spring has come, and the students are still preparing for the Spring Festival, but they don't know that the campus is quietly changing: all kinds of big trees have sprouted, and young trees have sprouted. They all want to give their best to their classmates. When school started, the students came to the school and saw the familiar paths and unchanging buildings, feeling as excited as when they came home. Walking into the class is like returning home, and my heart is very practical. Don't get excited when you see the teacher.
Summer is coming, and the campus is very lively: students are walking on the road, playground and corridor, joking, fighting and playing. Walking on the gravel road behind the dormitory, the trees on both sides give us shade, and there are golden flowers. Although it is very hot in summer, the campus in summer is beautiful and we are very happy at school. Autumn is coming, loquat and small fruit are hanging fruit at school, but they can't be eaten. This can make the cleaning exhausted, and the leaves alone can't be swept away, complaining all the time. It's breezy, a little cool. This is the new school year. The students met the new teacher and were assigned to a new class. They struggle together in the new school year, work hard together and cheer together! Winter came and it snowed. It's not that big, so there is no holiday. The playground is covered with snow, and the students are drawing with their feet. Slowly, it snowed heavily. We went back to the classroom and saw the heavy snow outside the window, which was particularly beautiful. I love my beautiful campus, which is beautiful in spring, summer, autumn and winter. I love you, my beautiful campus!
Time flies like water, and three years in junior high school, but I can't forget those things, those people, especially my good friends.
He is as thin and plain as me. But he is good, pure and kind. He and I sit at the same table in the second grade. He is better than me in math, so I often ask him for advice. He will also help me with my answers, but every time I ask him for advice, he always shakes his head and says, "I can't even do this." I sit in Shenwu in class! " "
But what impressed me the most was that time: it was a Leng Yue in 65438+ February. After the second class, I went out to play with a fat classmate of Shangmei. He gave me an unintentional push. I lost my footing and fell down. Maybe my right hand is broken. I squatted on the ground in pain. Pang Tong, come and help me. At this time, he saw it and came to help me quickly, which delayed his class. Not only that, he didn't help me take notes for two months. He often jokes, "You have to buy me some pens. My pen helps you take notes, and it's all broken. "
He is such a kind person, a good man who likes to joke.
Fortunately, he and I were admitted to the same school, and we can play together, study together and recall those past events together.
I have a music box that looks like a boat. I put it on the bed and often listen to beautiful music and fall asleep. In my dream, I drove it to a far place at sea.
It has a brown shell with many beautiful patterns engraved on it: there are swimming tropical fish swimming in aquatic plants; There are also squid scared by dolphins, trying to spit ink and slip away. There are seagulls flying in the air, flying far away ... which makes people daydream. There are two masts with white sails on the ship, which seem to go straight into the sky. There are two cannons ahead, as if to have a fierce battle with the enemy.
There are two cabins in the middle, one of which is painted with a mysterious pattern on the rudder, which is the string of the music box. If you don't twist it, the music box can't make a beautiful sound. Just twist it a few times and you will hear the sound of "tinkling". That's the dance music Alice. It's beautiful. It really feels like walking around the beam for three days. When I am tired of studying, I turn the steering wheel and let the music play. Listening to music, my fatigue suddenly disappeared.
It is a bright pearl among all toys, and everyone who is lucky enough to see it is impressed by its music. It left an indelible impression on my mind. It has become a part of my soul.
I love my music box, I love the ship model, and it grows with me happily.
My sixth grade composition is 300 words. The new year is coming, and I am one year older. My grandparents and grandparents gave me lucky money. I took the lucky money and gave it to my mother voluntarily, because my mother keeps it every year. Mother said: I am too young to spend money indiscriminately. Lucky money is a lot of money. She will keep it for me first, and then return it to me at a suitable time later.
But then I thought, I am nine years old this year, and the lucky money is for me. I should control it myself! I told my mother what I thought. I thought my mother wouldn't agree. On the contrary, my mother actually agreed!
I spent a day writing a financial plan:
1, use 10 yuan to buy a copy of "Manual Newspaper Percent".
2. Buy some new school supplies with 20 yuan.
I bought a piggy bank and saved the rest of the money.
I feel that I have grown up a lot this time. I know that every penny earned by adults is so hard. I should not spend money indiscriminately in the future, but should spend it on meaningful things. My mother is also happy to say that I am sensible.
After class, will everyone play chess and read books to adjust their mental and physical work? As for me, I picked up the violin and played a beautiful tune.
Speaking of violin, I have been attached to it for six years. My mother let me touch the violin since kindergarten. At that time, in my eyes, the violin looked very strange. There were four strings on it.
Every Sunday, I always go to the Children's Palace to learn the violin. When I see musicians playing people's music on TV, I always think: I must surpass them. But I just started learning, except practicing scales. It didn't take long for me to get bored. Even if I practiced, I didn't practice seriously and made up a song at random.
A few days later, my teacher told me that zhenhai district would hold a violin competition, and she motioned me to sign up. So I realized the importance of practicing the piano again. I practiced very hard a few days before the game, and I was unambiguous at all, which really made my parents' mouths open into an "O" shape. During the competition, I played a little poorly, and only got the third place, which was far from my ideal. From this, I have strengthened my belief in surpassing everyone.
I can be seen in every performance, and what excites me even more is that the performers on a group performance list are all printed with "Yang Yi Tian Deng".
Violin makes my life colorful. Relatives come to my house, and I play one. Even at the get-together held by my mother's unit, I "appeared on the stage". I will always indulge in the sweetness brought by this violin.
My sixth grade primary school composition is 300 words 7 my bosom friend.
I only have one close friend, whom I met in junior high school. We have been in the fifth grade together, and now we are classmates. He is my bosom friend.
When we made friends, we didn't know each other at all. When the teacher arranged the position, we were arranged to sit together. One afternoon a few days later, our parents didn't come to pick us up from school. We were in one place and saw the outside. After waiting for a while, he came over and greeted me: "Hello." Then he asked me, "haven't your parents come to pick you up yet?" Me too. " After a while, we talked about some animation knowledge, even when my mother came, we didn't know, because we talked deeply. Our relationship will get better and better in the future. We became good friends. Later, when we were in the first grade, we realized that he and I went home the same way. We will go home together in the future, and in this way we will deepen our feelings more and more.
Once, when we were in Grade Three together. As soon as he got back to school, he said to me sadly, "I accidentally broke my father's favorite landscape vase." I don't know what to do. " I said, "If you take the initiative to apologize to your father, he will certainly forgive you." He thought for a moment and said to me, "Thank you."
We became a pair of bosom friends. We share beautiful things together and solve difficulties together.
This is my bosom friend.
My sixth grade composition 300 words 8 One month in a dark night, my brother and I sat on the balcony watching the moon. Looking at it, I remembered flying kites with my brother in the field when I was a child. How wonderful it is!
Flying kites was very popular at that time, so my brother and I made kites at home, but we couldn't do it well. Then my brother and I asked my father, "How to make a kite?" Dad told me how to do it in detail, and my brother and I listened carefully. After listening to this, I started to do it with my brother until dinner. I worked hard to make it. After dinner, my brother went out to play, and I was still standing on the balcony. I thought, what's it like to fly a kite in the air? I'm really looking forward to tomorrow, because I can fly kites as soon as tomorrow arrives, and most people there buy kites. Dad said, "Don't rely on others to do anything. Do it yourself and use your head. " I will always keep this sentence in mind and engrave it in my mind. It's dawn. After breakfast, we fly kites on the grass by the sea, because I live in my aunt's house, which is close to the sea. The children there also like flying kites. I flew a kite with the children there, but a gust of wind blew the kite to the top of the branch. The children there didn't take it down, so I boldly climbed the tree to get it, and the kite was taken away. Because the tree was too high, I jumped down and hurt my leg, but fortunately, the kite didn't break.
Flying kites is such a beautiful and interesting thing.
My sixth grade primary school composition is 300 words 9'' sasha vujacic'', which is the sound of the pen tip across the paper. I love writing, and my ideal is to be a writer.
During my six-year primary school life, I met many writers through reading. Reading their works, I deeply feel how interesting creation is. Among them, my favorite writers are Aunt Yang, Sister Sunshine and English writer roald dahl. Aunt Yang's works are full of warmth and humor. Her naughty Ma Xiaotiao and playful father left a deep impression on me. "Sister Sunshine" Wu Meizhen's works are vivid and true. It seems to happen right beside me; The characters in roald dahl's novels have distinct animal characteristics and rich philosophies, and I often get into deep thinking after laughing. Every time I finish reading a work, I will copy good words and sentences and try to imitate them in my mind. Unconsciously, my writing level has been greatly improved.
Shakespeare once said, "Books are the nourishment of the whole world." For me, reading a lot of books not only makes me progress, but also is a ladder to my ideal as a "writer". I read one more book, which is like climbing a step and getting closer to my ideal. At the same time, I also understand that learning is endless. Even if I become a writer in the future, I cannot give up studying. I will constantly enrich myself and improve my creative level.
I believe that as long as I keep struggling, keep reading and follow the footsteps of books, I will definitely realize my dream of being a writer.
At the beginning of the winter vacation, I wanted to finish writing about winter vacation homework, but I also wanted to eat, drink, play and enjoy myself. Finally, I escaped from the whirlpool of desire and decided to play after I finished writing winter vacation homework. Because I didn't finish writing everything, I kept a firm heart. Finally, I finished the winter vacation homework. now
I am a little unhappy in winter vacation, because my mother is busy with work and has no time to accompany us, but I am not alone, because I have my handsome brother and beautiful sister to accompany me. We had a good time together in the winter vacation. Although we fight or quarrel occasionally, we still love each other.
Sometimes I want to finish the winter vacation as soon as possible, because I think it is nothing new to do the same thing every day. I also want to see my good friend as soon as possible, and then have fun at school with him and study together, so that our laughter can surround the whole campus.
The winter vacation is coming to an end. I hope mom can spend more time with us in the future. Although I can't accompany us this winter vacation, I hope that God can fulfill my little wish this summer vacation and that my mother will not be too tired. Although this winter vacation is long, it is boring. I am still happy to be with everyone at school. I wonder if others had a good winter vacation?