1. Write a composition after spilling ink on the book
This afternoon, during the self-study class, the whole class was doing their own thing. Some were working hard on their homework, some were reading books with gusto, and some were drawing while whispering to their friends: "I draw well!"
Suddenly, a "click" broke. After calming down, several curious classmates dropped their pens and quickly ran to the place where the incident occurred - Yang X's desk. It turned out that his ink was spilled. The ink stained the clean floor with a layer of blue and the bottle was broken. The class was suddenly filled with people, and there were more and more onlookers. Some annoying classmates shouted: "Ha! Come on! The school's ink pool has not been repaired, but here is a small ink pool!" Some shouted: " Oh my god!..." Looking at Yang . Yang X cheered up and wiped with the classmates in our class. After wiping for a while, the ink still made faces at the classmates. At this time, Teacher Li took a rag and started wiping it. As soon as the teacher came on stage, the "ink soldiers" were completely wiped out! Yang X sighed. I heard someone whisper: "Unity is so powerful!"
Yes! As long as we work together, no difficulty can stop us! 2. Composition after ink is spilled on the book
Calligraphy is my biggest hobby, because there are only a handful of people who can write good calligraphy at all times and in all over the world.
My ideal is to become a calligrapher in the future. Why am I obsessed with calligraphy? You definitely don't know.
Let me tell you slowly! That was when I was in kindergarten. One day, my father took me to play at the Academy Gate. In front of a small shop selling calligraphy and paintings at the Academy Gate, there was a large table for writing.
There is an old man with a white beard who is writing calligraphy on a large piece of paper with thick ink and a big pen. There were many people around him.
My father and I also joined in to watch the fun. I finally squeezed to my grandfather's side and saw the big characters written by my grandfather. I asked my father puzzledly: "What is this? Why don't I recognize it?" Dad said: "Grandpa wrote 'Expo Group'" The four big characters "书" are written in "Yan Ti" calligraphy, so you can't understand them."
I nodded. At this time, the grandfather who was writing stopped the pen in his hand, touched my head, and said with a smile: "Kid, do you also want to learn calligraphy?" I said, "I want to learn!" Grandpa said, "Then let me Your father will enroll you in a calligraphy class and learn it hard. As long as you work hard, you will definitely learn well."
Just like that, my father enrolled me in the Beilin Children's Palace at the east end of the academy gate. Calligraphy class. From then on, my mother took me to learn calligraphy every holiday and Sunday, all year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter, never stopping.
I studied seriously in the calligraphy class and often received praise from the teacher. Back home, I insisted on practicing calligraphy without stopping, and I had to squeeze in time to write a few large characters every day.
Hard work pays off, my calligraphy gets better and better, and I win prizes every time I participate in children's calligraphy competitions. In the past few years, I have participated in competitions and won more than 20 excellence awards, gold awards, and special gold awards***, as well as a diamond award.
I also won the honorable title of "Student with Art Specialties". This summer, I met the old man again at the academy gate.
With the encouragement of my grandfather, I picked up the brush and wrote the words "perseverance", which was praised by my grandfather and many people around me. The old man told me: "Not only do you have to write well, but you also have to study well. Not only do you want to be a calligrapher, but you also have to be a scientist and a writer!" The old man said: "Child, the words 'perseverance' Big characters will last you a lifetime.
Study hard and persevere, and you will become a great person." On the way home, I thought about the old man's words again and made another order for myself. A higher goal... Chapter 2: Practicing calligraphy Today I am practicing calligraphy at home.
Although my handwriting is not very good now, it still has its shining points. For example, my handwriting is never of different sizes. Although his "appearance" is a bit ugly, his "body" is very even.
I found that my handwriting is slowly improving, each one is more correct, clearer and more beautiful. I want to be like the "little calligrapher" Wang Lixing in our class, I want to write beautiful calligraphy and not let the teacher down.
Chapter 3: Practicing calligraphy During the summer vacation, my parents sent me to the Culture and Art Training Center to learn painting in the morning and calligraphy in the afternoon. In fact, I learned calligraphy in kindergarten, but I haven’t practiced it for a long time. When I picked up the pen, I felt a little unfamiliar, but after writing for a while, I got better. The teacher first told me what words to write today, and then gave me Write it once, and then I will naturally finish it.
In the second grade, my handwriting was average in the class. However, after practicing calligraphy during the summer vacation, in the third grade, my handwriting was already one of the best in the class. ah! It turns out that practicing calligraphy has such great benefits. I will definitely practice calligraphy well in the future and strive to get the highest grade in the next school writing competition! School has started, and I still have endless memories of practicing calligraphy in the Culture and Art Training Center. I remember that time, I wore pure white clothes and went to the Culture and Art Training Center to practice calligraphy.
Accidentally, I dropped ink on my clothes, and a small black spot appeared on my white clothes. I was anxious, because it is difficult to wash clothes with ink dripping on them! I have to tire my mother out at night! Just when I was anxious, the teacher came over with several bottles of paint of different colors and asked me to go over. I saw the teacher took an oil paint brush and painted a few grasses and a few small wild flowers on my clothes, as well as a The dancing butterfly was covered with small black spots in a short time. But I'm even more worried. Wouldn't it be more difficult to wash? The teacher said: "This paint is called overjoyed."
My classmates all looked at the painting on my clothes with envy... Chapter 4: Practicing calligraphy One day during the summer vacation, Xiaogang got up together. I ran to the study to practice calligraphy.
With his back straight, his left hand pressing the paper, his right hand holding the brush, he concentrated on practicing calligraphy. Although he is not a great calligrapher, his posture in practicing calligraphy is like one.
Every horizontal and vertical stroke he writes is as straight as a pen. When I was about to turn, Xiaogang took me there with just one stroke.
In just one stick of incense, Xiaogang finished practicing calligraphy. When he picked it up and admired it, he found that some of the words were written in a mess.
He decided to practice calligraphy again. He carefully practiced the second piece of calligraphy.
Good intentions pay off, and soon Xiaogang finished practicing the second piece of calligraphy. He learned that this calligraphy was very good, so he showed it to his mother. His mother said, "Xiaogang, your calligraphy is improving faster and faster."
Xiaogang said, "Thank you, mom." "Praise." I wanted to say to Xiaogang: "You like practicing calligraphy so much, I hope you can become a great calligrapher in the future." One day during the summer vacation, Xiaogang got up together. I ran to the study room to practice calligraphy.
With his back straight, his left hand pressing the paper, his right hand holding the brush, he concentrated on practicing calligraphy. Although he is not a great calligrapher, his posture in practicing calligraphy is like one.
Every horizontal and vertical stroke he writes is as straight as a pen. When I was about to turn, Xiaogang took me there with just one stroke.
In just one stick of incense, Xiaogang finished practicing calligraphy. When he picked it up and admired it, he found that some of the words were written in a mess.
He decided to practice calligraphy again. He carefully practiced the second calligraphy calligraphy.
Good intentions pay off, and soon Xiaogang finished practicing the second piece of calligraphy. He learned that this calligraphy was very good, so he showed it to his mother. His mother said, "Xiaogang, your calligraphy is improving faster and faster."
Xiaogang said, "Thank you, mom." "Praise." I want to say to Xiaogang: "You like practicing calligraphy so much, I hope you can become a great calligrapher in the future."
3. An essay about reading for primary school students, sixth grade
Books are an indispensable good friend in my life. I roam in the ocean of books and get great happiness from them, which also improves my knowledge. It is also a lot broader. In life, books have also helped me a lot.
I remember one Sunday, I was doing homework at home, and the neighbor’s children came to my house to play. Before I finished my homework, I let him play by himself. After playing for a while, he actually picked up my ink bottle. He was so small, and it would be terrible if he knocked over the bottle. I quickly waved my hand: "Don't play with ink..." Before I could finish speaking, The little hand had already knocked over the ink bottle placed on the corner of the table, and the ink spilled all over the child's light-colored shirt. He screamed, was frightened, and then burst into tears. I was so anxious that I was at a loss for words: What should I do? the fat is in the fire! I hurriedly ran to the faucet to wash it, but I couldn't rub the ink stains away no matter how hard I tried.
When I was so anxious that I had no idea, my eyes accidentally fell on the book "Knowledge Magazine" placed on the table. I slapped my forehead, didn’t I just watch it? As mentioned above, if there are ink stains on clothes, you can first apply rice grains on the ink stains and rub them vigorously, then soak them in soapy water and wash them, then rinse them with clean water and wash them away. Why don’t I put it into practice! So, I grabbed the shirt stained by ink, ran to the kitchen, took a spoonful of rice, poured it on the stained area, and then rubbed it hard. After a while, the ink stain really faded away. After rubbing it for a while, the ink stain was only a faint copper stain. I rinsed it with soapy water and clean water and wring it dry, then handed it to a neighbor's kid and said, "If you go back and dry it, you won't see any traces anymore. You can wear it now." He asked me with surprised eyes: "What are you doing?" How do you know that rice can wash away ink stains? "I said proudly: "The book told me!"
Reading has increased my knowledge. It is precisely because of books that I know about Zhuge Liang's ingenuity. , the bold and brave Wu Song... It is because of books that I discovered that there are so many stories and so many people in the world. 4. The composition after the book was stained is part of the winter vacation homework in the first volume of the sixth grade.
Yesterday, my father bought Xiao Ming the long-awaited "Journey to the West". I took it to school today and talked with a few people during class. Friends were reading through it together.
This is Wang Xiaogang walking over with a black ink bottle. As soon as Lin Ma looked up, he accidentally knocked over the black ink on Xiao Ming's book, and the black ink spilled on my brand new book. "Journey to the West". Suddenly, the brand new "Journey to the West" seemed like it had been picked out of a smelly mud well.
When Wang Xiaogang saw it, he hurriedly said: "Xiao Ming, I'm sorry... I didn't... really want to... want to cause trouble." After hearing this, Xiao Ming immediately ran away from the classroom. burst into tears.
The school bell rang. When the teacher saw me crying in my seat, he asked in confusion: "Xiao Ming, why are you crying so sadly?" I said hesitantly: "Wang Xiaogang...he stained my...my book...and I want him to pay for a new one." After hearing this, the teacher said to me gently: "Think about it, if you... What would you think if someone else's things were stained and he asked you to pay for it? "I couldn't help but say, "Of course I'm sad."
The teacher heard this and said, "Then you ask him to pay for it. What would he think? How about I buy a copy for you?" I nodded. On the way home, Xiao Ming understood a truth.
Tolerance must be the main thing between people, so that they can live happily. 5. Use books, pens, ink, and manuscript paper to write a composition on the theme
The night is quiet, and the pens and pencils packed in the pen box are not yet sleepy.
The pen squeezed the pencil aside hard, and the pencil said angrily: "Brother Pen, why are you squeezing me so hard?" The pen said proudly: "My role is greater than you, what I have done More than you. People from all walks of life use us to help them every day.
And you are the only one who uses you.
Pencil said unconvinced: "Yes!" Children in the first and second grade of primary school cannot practice their basic skills well without our help. How can they write well with you? The pen looked at the pencil and thought: "That makes sense," and moved his body outward.
He then said proudly: "We use more time to live longer than you, unlike you who just use it and then disappear. Life is really hard!" Pencil said worry-free: "We Life is not miserable at all. When people use us to draw lifelike paintings, although we use them shorter and shorter, like candles until they are exhausted, what we get in exchange are precious works of art, and some of them can still linger. After hearing this, the pen moved outside without saying a word. The pencil felt much looser. It also became deeper and quieter, and both pens and pencils fell into sweet dreams. 6. The composition of the sixth unit of the first volume of the sixth grade Chinese language book continues to write "Little wooden boat"
"Little wooden boat" continues to write
Chen Ming and I are good friends. One day, we took out the small wooden boats we made in the craft group to play with, and Chen Ming accidentally broke mine. During the dispute, Chen Ming trampled it again. I was very angry and said, "You have to pay for this!" Then I grabbed his little wooden boat, threw it to the ground, and stepped on it hard. With a few feet, the small wooden boat was crushed to pieces by me. I didn't even look at it and walked out of the classroom angrily.
On the way home, I thought about this matter carefully, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt sorry for Chen Ming. When I got home, I saw my dad watching TV on the sofa. I quickly ran over, told the story again, and asked, "Dad, what do you think I should do?" Dad thought for a while and said, "Okay, you can do it again. Give him the small wooden boat, and then apologize. Aren't you two still good friends?" I slapped my head: "Why didn't I think of that?"
I'm ready. Using the materials, I carefully made another small wooden boat and painted it. The new wooden boat is obviously more refined and beautiful than the old one. The next morning, I brought the small wooden boat to the school, found Chen Ming's desk, put the small wooden boat and a note saying: I'm sorry, it was my fault that day, let's make up. The note was put into Chen Ming's drawer.
After finishing this, I returned to my seat, put down my schoolbag, and suddenly found a small wooden boat and a note in the drawer, which also said: Sorry, I was wrong that day, this is my big mistake. I wrote a small wooden boat, let’s make up. In this way, we became good friends again.
Now, every time I see the small wooden boat made by Chen Ming on my desk, I will think of this incident and our friendship. I hope that the small wooden boat can become a witness of our friendship! 7. How to continue writing Lesson 9 of the Chinese language book for the sixth grade?
The fisherman raised the lantern and shined it on the white tent. Both children had curly hair on their pale round faces. Sanna smiled. He said, "Look how cute they are! I think our children will like them very much!" "Yes! Yes!" the fisherman agreed. "We will definitely raise these two lovely children well! God bless us!"
The fisherman went out to fish early in the morning, and Sanna also got up early to make breakfast. She opened it and was fucked by the children. On the creaking wooden cabinet, there was only a small fish and a piece of black bread on the shining plate on the shelf. "Alas..." Sanna sighed and cut the black bread into seven pieces. The slices, especially those of the two children, were cut very delicately. She was afraid that the children would not be able to swallow them.
At night, Sanna prayed at home for her husband's safe return. Suddenly a fisherman's voice came from outside the door: "Sanna, I'm back, come quickly! There's a big fish!" Sanna heard her husband's voice and rushed out immediately, the wooden boards under her feet creaking. Sanna made a whole fish feast.
From then on, the whole family lived together happily, warmly and happily. 8. 6th Grade Reading Survey Composition 450 words
Absorbing knowledge and power from books is a necessity in life.
Everyone has been learning all kinds of knowledge since birth in order to gain a better foothold in society in the future.
I think reading is like a scientist reading contemporary literary works, or a poet reading the records of an archaeologist. Reading is because you like it, and reading is out of interest. There is a saying that goes well: "Reading cannot change the length of life. , but it can change the breadth of life. ”
It is this kind of interest in reading that makes my life rich and colorful. Reading has become a habit for me. My favorite thing to do in elementary school was to read all kinds of "idle books". From the children's magazines subscribed by my parents to some literary classics, I read them all.
Even after I entered middle school, I still loved reading and wanted to give my mind some rest during my busy schedule. Picking up a favorite book is like opening a window and admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window.
The scenery may be rough and bold, or delicate and euphemistic, or majestic, or touching. It made me completely forget about the troubles and unhappiness of studying, as if I was wandering among the green mountains and green waters, breathing fresh air. The air, waving the wings of thought, feels the beauty of life. Books are indispensable good friends in my life. I roam in the ocean of books and get great happiness from them, which also broadens my knowledge. In life, books also help me a lot. Very busy.
I remember one Sunday, I was doing homework at home, and the neighbor’s children came to my house to play. Before I finished my homework, I let him play by himself.
After playing for a while, he actually picked up my ink bottle. He was so small, and it would be terrible if he knocked over the bottle. I quickly waved my hand: "Don't play with ink..." " Before he finished speaking, his little hand had already knocked over the ink bottle placed on the corner of the table, and the ink spilled all over the child's light-colored shirt. He screamed, was frightened, and then burst into tears. I was so anxious that I was at a loss for words: What should I do? the fat is in the fire! I hurriedly ran to the faucet to wash it, but I couldn't rub the ink stains away no matter how hard I tried.
When I was so anxious that I had no idea, my eyes accidentally fell on the book "Knowledge Magazine" placed on the table. I slapped my forehead, didn’t I just watch it? As mentioned above, if there are ink stains on clothes, you can first apply rice grains on the ink stains and rub them vigorously, then soak them in soapy water and wash them, then rinse them with clean water and wash them away.
Why don’t I give it a try! So, I grabbed the shirt stained by ink, ran to the kitchen, took a spoonful of rice, poured it on the stained area, and then rubbed it hard. After a while, the ink stain really faded away. After rubbing it hard for a while, the ink stain was only a faint copper stain.
After I rinsed it with soapy water and clean water and wring it dry, I handed it to the neighbor's kid and said, "When you go back and dry it in the sun, the marks will be almost invisible and you can wear it." He stared in surprise. My eyes asked me: "How do you know that rice can wash away ink stains?" I said proudly: "The book told me!" Reading has increased my knowledge. It is precisely because of books that I know that Zhuge Liang has a miraculous plan. , the bold and brave Wu Song... It is because of books that I discovered that there are so many stories and so many people in the world.
I like the content in the book, humorous, sad, poignant... I love reading, reading makes my life fulfilling and calm, leisurely and comfortable, quiet and rich, reading Make me happy. I love reading. In this world, books are like stars in the sky, countless! I just love this "sky full of stars"! Good books are nourishment for the world.
The great poet Du Fu said: "Reading thousands of volumes, writing is like a spirit." These famous quotes about reading always inspire me.
? Since my parents were not able to study as they wished when they were young, they placed their hopes on me and determined to train me to study well. During the day, my parents go out to farm together. When they come back at night, no matter how tired they are, they will take out old books or newspapers and read them under the lamp at night.
My father and mother’s interest in reading infected me. Therefore, I would take out an extracurricular book to read from time to time, and slowly I became interested in books.
Now, I can't live without books all the time. In order for me to learn more knowledge, my mother bought me four volumes of children's encyclopedias.
You must know that the money to buy the books was bought with the money my mother squeezed out from her teeth. If she didn't buy these four books, my mother could still buy several pieces of clothes. So, I decided to taste this "delicious food".
After I roughly understood the contents of these four books, I felt that a good book contains a lot of rich knowledge and beautiful emotions. Reading a good book means having a conversation with wise and noble people across time and space. What a wonderful thing it is! Therefore, I must cherish it.
? In order to read a book, I also made a joke. Once, my mother asked me to buy salt, and I took a book when I left. On the way, I was fascinated by the book. When I was reading with great interest, suddenly, the horn of the car startled me. The books fell to the bottom. When I looked, it turned out that I was already crossing the road. However, I didn't look at the cars on the left and right, so I almost got hit.
The driver scolded me, but I just ignored it and continued reading. When I got home, my mother asked me where the salt I bought had gone, and I realized that I had forgotten to buy salt while I was reading.
My mother and I couldn’t laugh or cry. Achieved people in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, like reading and are good at absorbing nutrients from books, thus embarking on the road to success. Let us develop a good habit of reading and stay with good books throughout our lives! I love reading. If someone asked me what I wanted to do when I was terminally ill, I would say without hesitation: "Reading!" Yes, I love reading.
I have loved reading books since I was a child. When I was young, I loved fairy tales, the romantic love in fairy tales; the rose essence with a sense of justice in fairy tales; the beautiful and kind-hearted Snow White in fairy tales; the tall and handsome Prince Charming in fairy tales; and more. I like the pink fantasy of fairy tales... Yes, I love books.
On the first day of elementary school, the opening gift my mother gave me was a thick composition book. I didn’t dare to accept it. My mother looked at me expectantly, so I had to accept it timidly. Passed that thick composition book. Since then, I realized: I have grown up and can no longer indulge in fairy tale dreams. 9. Sample Chinese composition for the second volume of sixth grade
Today’s society has stepped out of the era of illiteracy and entered a highly civilized society. Materials are extremely abundant, and spiritual civilization has also been improved. The education level of many people has improved, and there are almost no people who are illiterate. Despite this, there are still a few people who pretend not to know some simple words. Such people are called "pseudo-illiterates." The famous painter Hua Junwu once painted a painting called "Fake Illiteracy". He used the form of comics to strongly satirize this kind of fake illiteracy.
In this painting, there are several strong men who are standing at the "mother and son boarding place", waiting for the arrival of the bus. But the mother and son, who should really be standing here waiting for the bus, were squeezed aside by them. The mother looked at them with pleading eyes, hoping that they could move out a little bit. However, those men turned a blind eye to the women and turned a blind eye to the sign next to the women that read "Mother and Son Boarding Place" and had no intention of giving in. Are they really illiterate? No, no, they pretended to be illiterate for their own convenience.
After a while, a bus drove slowly. The men swarmed up and grabbed the best seats in the bus. The mother, holding her child, was the last to get on the bus and stood next to the men. The car drove away, and in the swaying carriage, the mother held her child tightly and stood tremblingly, for fear of falling and hurting her child. At this time, a loud voice came from the loudspeaker on the bus: "Hello, passengers, welcome to ride this tram! Buses are windows of spiritual civilization. If you are standing next to the elderly, weak, sick, If you are disabled or weak, please take the initiative to give up your seat. All the staff of this bus would like to express their gratitude to you!" When the mother heard this, she thought, someone should give up her seat to me this time! Sure enough, the men were stunned at first, but then some of them fiddled with their glasses, some closed their eyes to concentrate, and some continued to read the newspaper. No one gave up their seat for the mother holding the child.
They all sat in their seats with peace of mind. The mother was completely disappointed. She withdrew her hopeful gaze and hugged the child silently without saying a word.
After reading this cartoon, did you think of anything? Yes, those people were not culturally illiterate. They are ideologically illiterate, spiritually illiterate, and morally illiterate. They lack dedication, they do not understand what love is, what morality is, what should be done and what should not be done. But they only know their own interests, causing inconvenience to others only for their own convenience, and harming the rights of others for their own convenience. Speaking of this, I can't help but think of a song; "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world..." I hope that there will be fewer and fewer such "fake illiterates" in society, so that Our society will be better, let the warm sunshine shine in every corner. Thoughts after watching "Fake Illiteracy"