The first composition in the second volume of grade six 1. There are always many firsts in a person's life, the first time to be a "little teacher", the first time to perform on stage, and the first time to raise small animals. ........................................................................................................
That was when I was 4 years old. One Saturday morning, I suddenly felt a little sick, but I didn't tell my mother.
Because my sister has been busy taking care of her since I had her, leaving me alone, so I didn't tell my mother.
It was not until lunch that I revealed the clue.
At that time.
When my mother lets me eat, I feel dizzy and want to throw up.
When I sat down to eat, I couldn't help throwing up.
My mother was so anxious that she quickly said, "Come, my mother will take you to the hospital for a check-up."
I said angrily, "No, I'll just have a rest, and you don't have to pretend there."
Then, I lay in bed. My mother felt bad about me and touched my forehead. The result is very hot.
Mom was in a hurry.
So he carried me to the hospital.
On the way here, I vaguely saw my mother wrapping me with crystal tears. I cried, too. I cried, too. Those are tears touched by maternal love.
After a while, I went to the hospital and was treated by a doctor. I feel much better, though not very good, because I feel very happy.
Then, when I opened my eyes and looked at the world again, the first thing I saw was my mother.
There were so many tears on my mother's face at that time that I felt her love.
I couldn't help sitting up immediately and shouting, "Mom, I love you!" " "At this time, I realized that my mother loves me, and my mother's love is the greatest power in this world.
The song "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure" still lingers in my ear.
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Unit 1 Composition 4, Volume 2, Grade 6
Publish a composition for the first time
I saw the composition written by my classmates published in the small reporter newspaper in Luohu District. How glorious and proud I am.
Therefore, I made up my mind to publish some compositions in the newspaper.
So, I will use every one.
Have extra time to contribute some compositions in a day.
At first, I thought it was easy to publish a composition. How do I know that none of my essays have been published? I tried to submit my composition on the computer, but it was still not published.
After that, I went to concentrate on writing my composition, which was not bad, so I took it to contribute.
The little reporter's newspaper came out, so I looked around to see if there was any composition for me.
However, I haven't seen it for dozens of times.
Alas, I contributed 14 articles, but none of them were published, so I decided not to publish them. I thought again, "Edison invented the electric light, and it took 1400 failures to succeed."
Nobel invented explosives, which killed his younger brother, disabled his father and often hurt himself. I don't know how many times he hasn't used them.
And I only failed 14 times, so I don't want to vote, and I won't succeed in anything.
Therefore, I must not give up.
"So, I didn't give up.
Then I thought, what should I write this time? Yes, "What I regret" is a good topic.
After thinking about it, I began to write.
After writing, I thought, the teacher said that I would revise the composition, so I revised it. I still didn't feel very good, so I asked my father to help me modify it. I think my father revised my composition, and this article (reprinted in www.cSSyq.co M Book Industry Network) became written by my father, so I helped myself to revise it before submitting it.
Finally, I published my 15 essay "Things I regret" in Fujian Little Reporter 12.
When I learned the news, I was very surprised and thought, "This composition can be published because I believe that I will succeed as long as I work hard, and I need to revise my composition more."
I really believe it.
The first composition published in the newspaper
Sending a language newspaper is what I look forward to most.
I have contributed to Chinese newspapers, and I have been looking forward to the publication of my articles in Chinese newspapers! The Chinese newspaper was published this afternoon, so I can go and get it.
The main channel of the newspaper has an eye-catching subtitle "How good is self-reliance"? Isn't this the title of the article I contributed? My heart lifted and I was very excited. I doubt that the published article is really my article. I was afraid that I would be happy for a while, so I looked at the author again. Yes, this is my name. I'm 80% sure. I'd better be careful There are many people with the same name and surname as me. Last time there was a report about Liu Chang, I was ecstatic, but when I looked at the content, I almost fainted.
I have many such empty and happy experiences.
"Ah!" I screamed three times and jumped three feet. "My composition is in the newspaper!" "Excitement and excitement occupied my heart.
Students also gathered around to ask me if it was true or not. "You don't believe it?" I'm obviously a little angry, but I still can't restrain my joy.
I feel happier than ever.
Students praise me, praise me? I'm a little carried away.
But I woke up soon, and I thought: no pains, no gains. I successfully submitted my manuscript because it took me a certain amount of time and energy.
Of course, the composition in our class is well written and there are so many talents! But why didn't they contribute? This reminds me that we need to pay attention to the things around us in life. I have read the contents of almost every issue of Chinese newspapers carefully, so I have read all those articles such as soliciting contributions and enlightenment carefully. I seized the opportunity and succeeded.
In other words, if all the students have made contributions, the joy of success will not be mine alone.
I shared it, so there is nothing to be proud of.
By the time I saw my article reported, it was already in the past, and the glory and pride of the past were meaningless to me. Everything starts from scratch, stands at a new starting point and makes persistent efforts.
The first time I published my composition in the newspaper, I understood that there is a natural reward for paying, and only if I dare to fight will I win.
Finally, I tasted the sweetness of submission, which not only made me more confident, but also improved my writing enthusiasm. What a kill two birds with one stone!
There are many firsts in life. Riding a bike for the first time, winning a prize for the first time, washing dishes for the first time and so on. So many firsts have turned into sparkling gems, and the brightest gem is also my most unforgettable first time.
My unforgettable first time was cooking.
I remember when I was in the fourth grade, I wanted to learn to cook, and then I said to my mother, "Mom, I want to learn to cook, can I?"
"No, you are still young. Wait until you grow up. " Mom said. I pestered my mother, and finally, my mother was willing to teach me how to cook.
In the evening, I bring the pot of the rice cooker, wash it, put a few cups of rice in it, and wash the rice three or four times first, so it's clean. Just when my aunt called, my mother ran to answer the phone. I don't know how much water to put in the rice. I put a lot of water on my own initiative and cooked the rice. I am very excited. I think I must do it well.
Who knows that after the meal was cooked, my mother reached out and took it out. He was surprised and frowned and asked me, "Where's the meal?"
I proudly said, "In the pot!"
"What's in the pot is porridge." Mom said angrily. I glanced at the pot. Hey, it's really porridge. It is my fault that everyone eats porridge at night. Grandma came to comfort me and said, "It doesn't matter. If you fail the first time, you may succeed the second time. Don't lose heart, come on! " "Grandma's words made me feel much better.
And it was from this time that I learned that my mother went to work every day and took care of us at night. My mother is very hard, and cooking is also a very tiring thing. So I have to understand my mother's hard work, and I have grown up, so I have to help my mother do more housework. This can not only help my mother reduce the burden, but also combine work and rest.
There will always be a first time in life. When you fail for the first time, don't lose heart. Keep working hard and you will succeed the second time. With the first time, there will be a second time. Let's continue to refuel!
Everyone has to walk a long way, which is called life; Everyone will have a bright lamp on the road, its name is ideal, and this lamp illuminates the road and direction of life. Everyone has his own ideals and goals. Clear your own ideal, in order to realize your own ideal.
Everyone has his lofty ideals, so do I.
What is my ideal? My ideal is to be an excellent pianist. You will ask, "Why do you want to be a pianist?" Because one day, I watched the performance of a famous pianist on TV and thought to myself: One day, I will be an excellent pianist and can play very good songs like them. So, I asked my mother to sign me up for a piano class and let me learn piano from the head teacher.
One day, my mother bought me a piano. As soon as I saw the piano, I ran to the front happily, opened the piano cover, put the music on the piano and played the tune I had just learned. After playing for a while, I found that the sound sounded awkward, as if I was decorating my home. I started to get upset, so I told my mother not to study.
My mother said to me meaningfully, "son, you must stick to it, and you can't give up halfway." My mother believes that you can do it! " ! Come on! "
I regained my confidence and played the piano again. Before playing, I thought about what the class teacher taught me: the left and right hands should be coordinated, and both hands should hold hands like eggs. I stared at the score with my whole body. When I stopped where I couldn't play, I started from the beginning, sat up straight, put my hand on the keys, and played smoothly like running water. My voice became more and more beautiful and my performance became more and more skilled. Every time I mastered the experience and skills of playing the piano, I kept the score firmly in my heart. Whenever I make a mistake, I stop panicking, remember the unfamiliar places clearly and play again.
Once, I played the whole piece of music coherently, which made me confident to continue practicing. I sat firmly in the chair, staring at the music, playing with my hands coherently, reaching out to unfamiliar places. The keys are clearly seen, and the bullets in the whole song are accurately played.
Through my last success and experience, I thought to myself: since I can play just now, I can definitely play better now. I must work hard to realize my dream. With this in mind, I continued to practice music. Every time there are fewer and fewer mistakes, the whole room is full of wonderful piano sounds.
Because you have a dream, you won't lose your direction. Because you have hope, you won't lose your motivation. Because you have an ideal, it will come true one day! Today, I not only understand how to realize my dream, but also learn a piano music. Later, through my efforts, I was admitted to Level 3.
On a sunny afternoon, we came to the mangrove forest in Sabah. From a distance, there is a large mangrove forest growing by the lake, which is lush and full of vitality. Tonight, we are going to see fireflies hidden in mangroves! You know, this is my first time to see fireflies. I'm so excited! There has always been a question in my mind: "What are fireflies like?"
At night, it gets dark and naughty stars twinkle in the sky. We took a boat to the mangrove forest. The forest is quiet. When the boat turned a corner, we suddenly found that the trees in front of us were flashing and the clear lake water became flashing. Is that just fireflies? Everyone on board was very excited, but they didn't dare to make any noise for fear of scaring off fireflies. I couldn't help but hold my breath and watch quietly. I saw fireflies light up the whole tree bit by bit, just like the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve.
At this time, someone lowered his voice and said excitedly, "Look, a firefly!" " "It turned out that a firefly flew to a sister's hand. She carefully held the firefly that accidentally flew out, just like holding a night pearl. I also went to see it in walk on by, but I didn't expect fireflies to fly to my hand. It stopped on my watch for a while, like a small flashlight; Crawling in my hand for a while, it itches! When I looked closer, I saw that the firefly was like a small beetle, with a faint green light shining behind its ass. How beautiful! Just as I was deep in thought, the firefly in my hand suddenly flew and happened to fly to my father's mouth. We couldn't help giggling. ...
Soon we will leave, so I can only reluctantly release the firefly, because I know it likes nature. The ship turned around and headed for the dock. I sat by the boat and kept looking back. I want to see the magical mangroves and sparkling Christmas trees again! From a distance, the stars in the sky and the "stars" in the trees, together with the reflection of the lake, look like a fairyland.
We went ashore, got in the car and went back. My mother looked at me and said, "When I was young, I could see fireflies every summer."
"Really!" I can't help showing envy. "Why do we have to run so far to see fireflies now?"
My mother seemed to read my mind and then said, "Because fireflies can only be seen in places with good air quality, it seems that they have high requirements for the environment." Do you really want to see fireflies often? "
I thought about it and said, "Yes! We really want to protect the environment in our hometown now, let fireflies come back and let more children see these lovely elves! "
On the fifth night of the first composition in grade six, the black curtain was quietly pulled down. Dad said, "Son, you go to Zhoucun and I'll teach you to swim." "Yes! Learn to swim! " I cheered with joy. When I got my clothes ready, my father got on the motorcycle and drove my mother and me straight to Zhoucun.
About ten minutes later, we finally arrived at Zhoucun. Wow, it's beautiful here. On the bank of the river, the lights are flashing, just like throwing a layer of broken gold on the river. There were many people in the water, and laughter came and went. I couldn't wait to take off my clothes and shouted, "Dad, hurry up! Hurry up! " "good!" After that, my father took my hand and walked into the water carefully, holding my chin in his left hand, and told me to paddle from outside to inside like a propeller, beat the water with my feet and study in situ. After practicing for a while, my father asked me to try it alone. I paddled with my hands, but I forgot to paddle with my feet. When I slapped with my foot, I forgot to paddle with my hand. My father kept pointing it out to me. I slowly touched some doorways. After a long time, I felt that I had some skills, so I said, "Dad, let me try in deep water." So, my father held my chin and took me to a deeper place. As soon as I got deeper into the water, my father let go quietly, and I fell into the water with a bang like a stone. I'm so scared. What should I do? At this moment, I remembered my father's saying that if you fall, you should hold your breath and push your feet up hard. I did as my father said, and sure enough, I emerged from the water and swam back to the shore by freestyle. But I was scared to death, sitting on the shore like a deflated ball, thinking: it's really dangerous, don't learn. Dad seemed to read my mind and said, "You can swim back by yourself. How amazing! Don't be discouraged! " After listening to my father's words, I thought: Yes, you can't give up halfway!
So, I took a break and continued to jump into the water to study.
I read an article called "Plum Blossom Soul" before, and the character of the plum blossom in the book deeply touched me. Hearing is empty, seeing is believing. I decided to visit her in this snowy winter.
I walked in a snowy world and saw a piece of red, like a spark on satin. Approached, there is a smell in the nasal cavity that seems to be absent. I followed the aroma into Merlin. When I came to a plum tree, I looked up at Mei, and a pity rose in my heart. Merlin was silent, and there was almost no sound except my rustling footsteps. I smiled and asked it in my heart, "Mei, why don't you show yourself in the colorful spring?" Why not bloom in the tree-lined summer; Why not smile in the cool autumn? But do you want to stand proudly on the branches in the snowy winter? "
It snowed harder and harder, and after a long time, the whole earth seemed to be wrapped in silver. Shu Mei used to wear brown clothes, but now she is white. The whole earth was horribly quiet, and some snow blocks fell from the sky. I looked up and found that May was about to dance. I held my breath in disbelief for fear of missing a wonderful moment. At first, Mei just shook off all the snowflakes, and then she danced a dance I had never seen before. They are jumping on the branches. At this time, a north wind roared. Not only did Mei not stop dancing, but she became more and more energetic. As a petite plum blossom flew from the branch to the ground, the rest of the plum blossom athletes were instructed to continue falling. Suddenly, the continuous plum rains made me feel the beauty, vitality and unforgettable of winter. A plum fell on my shoulder, then fell, and I caught her. Put it under your nose, and the fragrance is still there.
The first time I saw plum blossom, I learned a lot, and I also knew why people praised her. Why is there her in Han Sanyou? Why is she among the four gentlemen in the flower? Why is she in the textbook?
The first composition of the second volume of the sixth grade 7 Hey, my mother nagged again: "Yang Yang, you are 9 years old, why don't you go to school by yourself?" Every time I hear my mother say this, I get bored and make up my mind to go to school by myself. I told my mother the idea, and my mother readily agreed.
On Friday, I had a composition class, so I got up early, washed my face, brushed my teeth, ate something and set off. I walked alone in the empty street in the morning, thinking: be brave, don't be afraid. I'm always a little worried when I stumble along. I stopped, looked around, looked around and found that there was no danger, so I moved on. It was dawn before you knew it, and there were more pedestrians on the road. Finally arrived at school, just in time. I walked into the classroom happily and started a happy composition class.
When I got home, I saw a long-lost smile on my mother's face and praised her: "My good daughter, you are great!" " "My heart is full of joy.
The puppy is a lovely little animal, which is very pleasing. Its ears are so flexible that the slightest sound will stand up until the sound stops. Small nose is very sensitive. If it smells a stranger, it will bark. Hairy head with a pair of pointed ears, round eyes like black gems. The loveliest thing about a small mouth is its nose, which is always wet from morning till night. When you see something, you smell it everywhere, making people see Han Jun. His hair is slippery, his four small paws are short, and his tail is the same length. He always likes to swing around in the back.
Once, when I was sitting at the dining table, it put its two front paws on the edge of the chair, wagging its tail and whispering as if to say, "Give me a bone, I'm hungry!" " "Its appearance made me laugh and cry. So I took out a bone from the table. I'll put the bone near it first, and it will arrive soon. So I quickly hung the bone in the air and it jumped up. I "picked" the bone with my two front paws and wagged my tail to enjoy the delicious food.
Winter came, and I made a warm, beautiful and comfortable "hut" for it with cotton and cloth. The dog lives in it and likes to play there.
I want to take it to the Woods for "shopping" at least twice a day, hoping it can like colorful nature.
This is my favorite little animal-puppy.
In everyone's life, there will be many unforgettable "firsts", which are deeply branded in their hearts. Of course, I also had an unforgettable "first time", which happened by accident. ...
On the way to the "Thousands of Little Painters Painting Huizhou" competition, I just felt that "I can't draw a prize anyway, just for fun".
When I came to the scene, the host sent me two signs, one on my chest and the other on drawing paper. It's so solemn I thought I was hopeless, but I didn't want to leave in vain. So I took out my pen and paper, acted as a "little painter" and drew on the floor seriously. After a long time, I found a friend I know on the right. I'm excited. Say hello to her. She asked me. I shook my head and said, "I'm not sure." I drew a girl on her bag. The girl is dancing, and some melodies are dancing around.
When I finished drawing the girl's head, she leaned down and looked at it. She was surprised and said, "You paint like it. You are sure to win the prize." I am ecstatic. I looked at it and it really looked like it, which made me confident. ...
On the way home, I thought, "Maybe I can win the third prize, that's not bad ..."
"The award ceremony begins now!" The host said excitedly with a microphone. The audience burst into thunderous applause and the host began to read out the list. I'm a little nervous and scared ... in short, all the complicated emotions are mixed together. With cheers, I finally heard my name from the "Excellence Award". I am very happy. I can't believe it. Is it true?/You don't say. Although it is only an "Excellence Award".
When the award ceremony handed me a brand-new crimson certificate of honor and a big and thick notebook, I was shocked: this is the first certificate of honor in my life. I am particularly surprised!
From this, I also learned some enlightenment that I should learn: I should summon up courage to do anything, and if I face everything timidly, I will accomplish nothing. Believe it, courage will surprise us.