In ordinary daily life, we often see the figure of composition, through which we can gather our scattered thoughts together. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following are four ten-minute compositions for grade six, for your reference only. Welcome to reading.

Band 6 10 minute composition 1 time has passed, and I am already on pins and needles. The bell of "Ding Ding Ding" finally rang, but the math teacher didn't mean to finish class at all. He was still talking about it. At this point, the classroom has been "turbulent".

I saw Li Gang pass a note to Liu Ming and Wang Xiaoqiang, ready to play badminton after class. And the girls picked up sandbags and wanted to have a sandbag fight. I am fidgeting at the moment, holding the eraser with both hands, but the teacher still doesn't mean to finish class. Ah, it's been six minutes, and I can't help complaining secretly.

At this time, I don't know who screamed in the class: "Who farted? It stinks. " The whole class burst into laughter at once, and the teacher flew into a rage: "Who shouted?" Stand up for me. " There was silence in the classroom. After a while, the teacher slowly calmed down and said sternly, "It's the teacher's fault. You shouldn't stand during the break. The teacher said sorry to you. " But you can't do this to the teacher. Ok, class is over. "After that, the teacher walked out of the classroom with a textbook, and everyone rushed out of the classroom like a hungry fly seeing honey. Everyone wants to use the rest of their time for activities. But just after going out, the bell rang, so everyone had to go back to the classroom and come to the second class.

Ten minutes between classes and 40 minutes after class in Grade Two, Grade Six, is students' favorite time-class time!

After class, the students picked up shuttlecock, badminton and tape. Run to the open space outside the classroom. Some students are kicking shuttlecock. "Come on, come on!" "Kick it to me, quick!" "It's my turn to kick." The students here seem to have a good time, but the "war" over there seems to be particularly fierce. "Look at my smash!" Oh, it turns out that the "war" over there is a badminton match! I only saw a few easy dunks from classmate A, and beat classmate B out of the water, which was impossible to prevent. Every time B struggled to return the ball, it was easily returned to the ball and finally won the game easily.

Huh? Why is it so noisy over there? Fight? Oh, no, it was a "football match". Several students kicked around a roll of tape on a stone floor, and scored a point when they kicked the enemy's "Longmen". But they all attack together to see which team scores more points and who wins when the bell rings.

10 minutes later, the bell rang and the students went back to the classroom to continue learning cultural knowledge. Look! This is our class time, isn't it wonderful?

After studying for several years, many things have happened. They shine like colorful shells. What impressed me the most was the thrilling ten minutes between classes. Whenever I think about it, I can remember it vividly.

It happened in the first grade: "Jingle bells …", the ringing bell rang and the students flew out of the classroom happily like caged birds. Several famous "troublemakers" shuttled back and forth in the classroom and corridor, chasing "war". At one end of the corridor, badminton players and rubber bands danced, and some "talked" in the distance. For an instant, the school, which was quiet just now, is as lively as a playground and noisy as a vegetable market.

Look! The "little lark" in our class is humming and jumping over there. Just then, a boy with a gun rushed out of the classroom and ran into "Little Bailing" head-on. "ouch!" "Little Bailing" fell to the ground and his forehead hit the tile in the corner. Suddenly, blood "gurgled" out, and her soprano cried with a "wow" pain. Stunned by the accident, the boy stood there at a loss and muttered, "I'm sorry!" " I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. "Next to a few timid girls see blood, scared away with a scream. Several courageous students quickly took out clean paper and covered her wound. I don't know which PHS called the teacher. The teacher took her to the infirmary and informed her parents. At this time, the ringing bell rang, and after a scare, everyone walked into the classroom with trepidation.

Because the bloody case happened ten minutes after the happy break, everyone restrained a lot and stopped chasing each other. Yes! Ten minutes between classes is our time to rest and relax, our "convenient" time, and our time to prepare for the next class. We should not only make full use of these ten minutes, but also protect ourselves from harm. "Being ill worries our parents." Every day, we should come to school happily and go home safely.

On a sunny morning, the teacher brought some papers from last week and said, "You didn't do well in the exam." Most of our classmates are saying in their hearts: if you can't do it, you can't do it. Anyway, our class has been doing badly in the exam. The teacher nagged for a long time, but the test paper hasn't been handed out yet.

Finally, when the class was over and the teacher left, the students were as happy as picking up a hundred-dollar bill from the ground. Everyone took out their mobile phones from their pockets and joined hands to fight the king. Some students are having fun, and the monitor of our class comes out and says, "Put away your mobile phone, or tell the teacher." When the students heard the teacher, the smile on their faces suddenly became stiff. They are afraid that the monitor will tell the teacher that they are playing with their mobile phones, and the students will follow him to class.

Xiao Ming appeared in the crowd. Suddenly, all the lights in the classroom were turned off. Some students began to scream, which was introduced to the boys. Timid boys hide, bold boys look for the source of sound, and some boys stand still.

Suddenly, Xiao Ming stood on the chair somehow. Xiaohong and Liang Xiao picked up flashlights and pointed to where Xiao Ming stood. Xiao Liang threw the broom in his hand to Xiaoming. Xiao Ming took a pen out of his pocket and said, "Leaders and gentlemen, my performance is about to begin." The students all know that Xiao Ming is tone deaf. His biggest dream is to become a famous singer. His voice is much stronger than a girl's scream. As soon as he sings, the glass in our class is useless!

Everyone was stunned by his voice. As soon as the bell rang, the students all returned to their positions. Xiaoming is still singing. The teacher asked us what we were doing. We all pointed at Xiao Ming, who turned white with fear. Xiao Ming has been trained for a whole class.