Sixth grade childhood composition 1 In the past, the autumn wind was slightly softer and turned into a breeze; The intermittent rain has also turned into a beam of sunshine, bringing a touch of spring to thousands of families, and even letting young trees enjoy their soft coolness and large warmth.
A beam of sunshine stopped on the desk through the window. Show off endless warmth to the lamp on the table. I was reading at my desk, and I came across a Tian Zi book in Pinyin in the second grade of primary school, which was warmed by the sun. I saw the word "award" at the top of the book particularly striking.
Pick it up and miss it. The cover of this book is light brown with the smell of trees. As long as I have this book, it's like entering a big forest. The number of pages in this book is pitifully small, and at most it is 16 pages. But as long as you open it, you will see one line and four lines, with pinyin, but I think it is a staff; The second line is Tian Zige, and Tian Zige consists of a square and two dotted lines inside, one horizontal and one vertical. It's hard to write. In my mind, it seems to be specially used to write lyrics.
I remember when I was in the second grade, my teacher assigned me to write words, and I couldn't shake them every day. The teacher picked up a classmate's notebook and put it on the projector to write the contents of the day. At that time, I picked mine and wrote it with a brush before I got it to the projector. Suddenly, a flattering page appeared under his pencil, only four or five centimeters short. At this time, the teacher is like a mage carefully developing a magical medicine, and it is like a leader holding a grand ceremony.
In a blink of an eye, a few years have passed, too many memories have not been treasured, and childhood is gradually leaving, but there are always countless childhood memories, all of which are bits and pieces of childhood.
I have no intention of reading this book again, but it makes me think. I really hope to return to that vast sky, to that pure, happy and dreamy childhood.
Sixth grade childhood composition 2 childhood is a happy song; Childhood is a colorful painting; Childhood is a melodious piece of music ... and in this "memory galaxy" where stars shine, there is a "star" that makes me unforgettable and extremely happy.
It's a sunny afternoon. Although it's winter now, people can't help wondering whether it's directly into summer. Chen Shi, Jing Yi and I were lying on the sofa doing nothing, watching TV dramas that have been watched thousands of times. Hot and irritable, boring to the extreme. I thought gloomily: This winter vacation is really boring. If you do your homework or watch TV all day, is there nothing new? I sighed, picked up the remote control and changed a channel.
Just when I wanted to change the channel again, I heard my grandmother shouting, "Those ungrateful chickens and geese have come to steal seedlings and grab food again!" " "I suddenly rolled their eyes and said to Chen Shi and Jingyi," I know what we can do! Let's drive the geese and chickens out of the field! After hearing these words, Jing Yi and Chen Shi were very excited to prepare the tools for driving geese and chickens.
We set out for the field in a mighty way-even though there were only three girls. I took my brother's net to catch butterflies, and Chen Shi and Jingyi grabbed the branches that had just been broken and beat the dog, with stones in their hands.
When the goose saw us coming, it seemed to be provocative and paced slowly, like a leisurely old man; Chickens, on the other hand, are completely different. They seem to be afraid, retreat to the open place with a sense of urgency, and look around from time to time, as if they are alert to the dangers around them, so as to leave a way out for themselves.
I discussed with Chen Shi and Jingyi for a while, and decided to attack the timid and resourceful chicken first. When the chickens saw us looking for them, they quickly scattered back, up, left and right to escape. A beige chicken ran around, bumping around, and finally hit a loophole and ran away. Another black chicken wanted to "make an effect from the east" and ran into the hole, but he couldn't find it. We seized the opportunity and "hijacked" it by waving nets and branches. After that, we covered it with a net and took it out. What a poor stupid chicken! The rest of the chickens fled to the hillside in more panic. We crouched quietly in the vegetable fields on the hillside, waiting for the chicken to "take the bait". Sure enough, an arrogant rooster swept around and began to peck at leaves. We carefully drilled into the cock's side, and before the cock could react, my long net covered the cock. The cock brayed, screamed, flapped its wings and raised a lot of dust. Chen Shi and I grabbed the chicken's wings and legs, and Jingyi covered its head with a net and invited it back to the chicken coop together. Seeing that the most powerful "chicken heads" were caught, the remaining "muddy chickens" also consciously went home. I spilled a pot of food into the chicken pen, and the chickens who were still eager to move calmed down and competed for the food in the pot.
After we "handled" the chicken, the goose came again. Goose is still swaggering like grandpa, and the most irritating thing is that it actually brought a few "Goose Brothers"! How cruel! We were green with anger and our eyes were on fire. I shouted angrily, "you geese bully us, don't you?" Let you taste my power! " Goose answered me a few times as if she didn't care, as if she were "revenge"! I said, "you little guy, be careful that I hurt you and make you cry!" " My title of "King of Goose Hunting" is not bragging! Hum! I picked up a stone and threw it in the past with lightning speed. "Pa", a goose was hit in the neck, cried discontentedly and walked faster. Jing Yi and Chen Shi made a plan: they drove the geese down from the mountain, and I threw stones to drive them out of the garden. I thought it was a good idea, so I took action! Jingyi and Chen Shi ran up the hill in one breath, chasing the goose like prisoners, quacking, and a clever goose ran around behind them, which startled them. I was very excited to see it at the foot of the mountain, and of course my eyes were watching to see if there were any geese trapped inside. Finally, a frightened goose ran so fast that it lost its former prestige and sent it to me by itself. I excitedly grabbed a stone and threw it-a good thing, I didn't hit it! I picked up the net and covered the goose, but this method still works! After fierce fighting, we finally drove away all the intruders!
Childhood songs are joyful. Songs; Childhood paintings are colorful paintings; Childhood songs are melodious songs ... May these wonderful childhood memories grow with me!
Childhood is a beautiful song, a colorful painting, a shining star in the sky, and a blooming flower that never fades! Yes! Our childhood was interesting and happy. Let me introduce what impressed me most about my childhood!
I remember last year 1 October1day, I returned to my hometown happily. Because grandparents especially like raising small animals, there are many lovely dogs, rabbits, chickens and other small animals at home. I can play with small animals when adults are away. Today is another good opportunity, mom and dad are not at home, and mom still has lipstick and cosmetics in her bag! So I had the idea of dressing up a rabbit.
I carefully took out a small white rabbit from the rabbit cage, tied its neck with a rope, and then found my mother's cosmetics and cloth. Everything is ready, and the makeup of the white rabbit officially begins. I first applied a thin layer of foundation to the rabbit's face, and then applied blush to the rabbit with rouge. In the process, the rabbit kept barking and struggling. I drew a red mouth on the rabbit with lipstick. I tried my best to mend the rabbit. At this time, the white rabbit has been exhausted by my fiddling, crawling around on the ground and resting safely.
Then, I took out a small skirt worn by Barbie, measured the length and width of the rabbit, and cut the skirt again and again with scissors. I took out a plastic rubber band from my bag and tied the wide part. Finally, I put it on the white rabbit again. It really fits. To make the white rabbit more beautiful, I tied a bow on its head. Wow! My little white rabbit is almost a model queen, very beautiful! At this time, my parents came back, and I solemnly recommended "Xingyu Rabbit" to them. Mom and dad smiled and said, "Son, your idea is very good, but rabbits are a small animal that loves to jump around." It's not good for the rabbit to tie it up! " I nodded embarrassedly.
Now, whenever I think about it, I can't help laughing. Childhood is really interesting!
The month I lived in my cousin's house in the country was my most unforgettable time.
One evening, the sun lazily shone the last ray of sunlight on the earth. I made an appointment with my cousin and friends to catch crickets in the field.
We came to the edge of the wheat field, and countless wheat seedlings shook their bulging heads and seemed to welcome us. "chirp-chirp-chirp-chirp-",not far away came the cry of crickets. I was very surprised. The cat slipped past and suddenly found a cricket crawling. I stretched out my hands and threw myself forward, thinking that I had caught the cricket, but I spread out my hands and caught only a few pieces of rooted soil between my fingers. There was no shadow of a cricket, and I was covered in dust. When my cousin saw it, he smiled and said, "Cousin, where is cricket? You can't miss it! " Seeing his smirking face, I faltered and said to myself, "It … It … The cricket is … I let it go." My cousin said, "Oh, really? You are really a' good guy'! " I heard a strange sound in his vocal cords and knew that he was laughing at me, so I made up my mind to show him more big ones.
Soon, I found the cricket's hiding place again. This time, I learned the last lesson and only dared to tiptoe over. I didn't jump directly, but as soon as I jumped into my "ambush ring", I put my hands together at lightning speed and stopped on the ground for a few seconds. I just feel like I'm squirming in my hand with his claws and tentacles. "Hey, I finally caught one!" Finger slightly moved, "Oh, this cricket is really big!" "I saw it had a brown head, a brown body, and a few little feet struggling to escape. I quickly put it in the jar carefully and turned to look for other crickets.
In a short time, I covered several crickets' hiding places with a net from top to bottom, which was great. I caught four crickets at the same time I showed off in front of my friends with joy and enjoyed the envious eyes. Cousin also please say: "Brother, you are really something! I told you, you are a master at catching crickets. " I took the bottles and cans and thought, "This guy just laughed at me. He is really an apple polisher. " But this harvest is really not small!
This wonderful time of childhood left an indelible memory for me. Until today, looking back on the past, I can't help beaming, and the sense of accomplishment makes me surge from time to time.
This wonderful childhood will remain in my memory forever.
Sixth grade childhood composition 5 squeeze out leisure and go downstairs to take a nap. In a trance, my body involuntarily moves in the place I know best-next to the big swing. Touching the pole, I felt a warm current in my heart-because of my childhood, I smiled like a child. I sat in a chair and looked at the peeling yellow paint. I was startled. The small trees beside the swing have grown into towering trees, and the leaves are within reach. I have grown up. I shook the swing and the rusty pole creaked. With this sound, my thoughts returned to my childhood. ...
"Ha, ha, ha ..." There was a ringing laugh in the spring, and my brother and I shook the swing, getting higher and higher. "Ah-"cried and laughed, and everyone cheered. "The bus is at the station. Please get off and get on. " I solemnly imitate the voice of the stewardess. The adults on the side were also amused. The partners also imitated the voices of grandpa, grandma, uncle and aunt and had a good time. Suddenly, my brother blinked. I knew, snickered, and tried my best to shake it, using the trick of "flying dragons over phoenixes". My friends and children closed their eyes in horror and screamed, and their voices resounded through the sky. Jingjing is a timid child, blindfolded, but forgot to hold the railing and bumped into the opposite telephone pole. Everyone was shocked, so they quickly stopped swinging the swing stick and gathered around with concern. Jingjing turned around and spit out a tooth with an open mouth. It turned out that a deciduous tooth was gloriously laid off. "Ha ha ..." We looked at the deciduous teeth and smiled. Jingjing's mother smiled, and so did her uncle and aunt. Jingjing smiled at the pie, although she was bleeding. The children ran down from the swing and made fun of each other: I pulled out a handful of grass and stuffed it into my brother's mouth; He picked sweet-scented osmanthus and stuffed it into my mouth. Also solemnly said: grandma said that osmanthus can cure diseases, but it is a good medicine! "So someone picked sweet-scented osmanthus and swallowed it on the spot. Now that I think about it, it's a good thing that osmanthus didn't sprinkle pesticides.
I smiled stupidly, and I couldn't extricate myself from the first aid. This big swing carries a lot of laughter from my childhood.
"Sister, may I sit down?" A young and clear voice sounded in my ear. It's a girl about five or six years old. "I smiled." Of course. My sister will help you push. " The swing swung again, and there was a little girl's silvery laughter.
I think this big swing may be her eternal memory. Of course, it is already a storage place for my laughter.
There is a life called childhood.
My childhood was green and fragrant, belonging to the fields and nature. From the first time I followed my grandmother to the field, I was deeply fascinated by the world here: butterflies danced among the flowers. "Buzzing" honey bees, The singing slug .............................................................................................................................................................. wheat field is like a green blanket, spread all the way to the endless horizon, inlaid with golden rape flowers. It seems that this familiar country road will take everything away in that spring. There are a bunch of wild vegetables in the east and a bunch of wild vegetables in the west. People can cut them down and taste them. But nothing is better than flowers in spring. Peach blossom is pink, white and soft is pear blossom, and there are some unknown fine wild flowers, which are beautiful!
I didn't see grandma's until I got enough rewards. Grandma is still smiling, looking at me, smiling so kindly, smiling so kindly, smiling to my heart. "Through Joan, far away. By the village river, I sang, "Is this a gift from my grandmother or the river?". The river in grandma's heart is very quiet, without a ripple, still so beautiful. Grandma, what else do you want to give me?
Is it a colorful story of my childhood or a deep love? These childhood stories are of various styles: fairy tales, fables and myths. You can listen to whatever you want, tell whatever you want, and make up whatever you want. How interesting. Sometimes, grandma will joke and sell it on purpose. This makes me wait hard. While Grandpa Sun was hiding behind the mountain, Grandma continued to speak slowly. At this time, I was already waiting anxiously and listening angrily. Also, there are many stories that edify and bathe my mind and leave a deep impression on my childhood memory. ...
Childhood! It is the truth in the dream, the dream in the real world, and the tearful smile when recalling. Childhood sprouts in spring, blooms in summer, bears fruit in autumn and gains in winter. Childhood lights up everything in love!
Sixth grade childhood composition 7 "The children hurried to chase the yellow disc and flew into the cauliflower and couldn't find a place." Yes, now that I have inhaled the black hole of my childhood, I can't help looking elsewhere: a ray of silver thread, drizzle and endless cutting, but I use my memory to hold up a lonely umbrella and walk alone in the rain. The color of childhood, the possession of childhood and the happiness of childhood, at this moment, I will begin to look for the footprints of childhood. ...
In a small village surrounded by green trees, streams flow down from the mountains, and the warm spring breeze accompanies the rising sun like a beautiful piano, making the world seem unusually quiet. Suddenly, the voice of' ha ha ha ha' was broken. It turned out that my three brothers and I were talking and laughing on the road, and everyone's face was full of bright smiles. However, my face and clothes are covered with a lot of dirt. We sang songs as we walked, and the whole field echoed with children's laughter.
After a while, I covered my stomach and said to my brothers, "I didn't eat breakfast, but now it's all' goo goo'!" Can you take me to find something to eat? Alas. "
They looked at each other, made a face, looked up at the opposite apple field and said to me with a smile, "Look! There is an apple field there. Why don't we steal one quietly? Go! "
I lowered my head and whispered, "wouldn't it be terrible if I was found?" What if I am discovered? " ? "
A brother said contemptuously,' Then let's keep our voices down. If we are found, we will run away at once. How can you be afraid? Coward! "
I am a strong person, pouting and saying, "well, let's see who is afraid!" " ! "
Then we quietly "touched" the apple, and the whole atmosphere became dignified, and no one dared to make any noise.
As soon as we arrived at the gate, we saw a fierce rhubarb dog guarding the vault and staring at us. We dare not make a sound, for fear that the sound will cause the yellow dog's anger. We left in a hurry and hid behind the apple field.
I asked, "What should I do? We can't get in this time. Alas, but my stomach is really hungry!
"We can find a ladder. So you can climb over the wall and get in? Come, let's find one! " They said.
Let's split up and find it. After a while, I found it first and proudly said, "Haha, I found it first. Come with me, children! "
"What's the big deal, huh!" They stared at me and said. But even so, they followed me (probably afraid).
We walked into the apple fields one by one, only to see these green, huge things as big as sugar planted in the wide fields. I can't wait to walk over, grab it, throw it in my mouth, and then spit it out. Intermittently said, "What is this?" How come it tastes so bad! It doesn't taste like an apple at all! "
A senior brother thought it over carefully and said meaningfully, "Oh, so that's it! This is not an apple field, but a bean field. The apple field is behind! Look at the good road you have taken! " After that, I knocked my head with my hand, and then everyone burst out laughing. One of the brothers is lying underground and can't get up.
The laughter caught the farmer's attention, and we shouted in unison, "It's over, it's been discovered!" " Run! "
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My thoughts flew back. Outside the window, madness tore up the tranquility of the earth, and light rain hit the lake, just like my ups and downs. At that time, I finally understood that my childhood had been muted and everything would never come back. At the same time, I am also thinking quietly: Is there another starting point behind this wonderful time? ...
Every time I think back to my happy childhood, there will always be black-and-white or color shots in my mind, as if the world no longer exists in our hearts, only ourselves:
Lens 1: Digging a trap
People often say that "a year's plan lies in spring". Spring is the beginning of a year, and it is also a new beginning and starting point for people. But for us, whenever we play, it's all work, but no matter how interesting things are, we will be tired. In the warm spring breeze, we sat together and discussed, "Shall we kick shuttlecock together?" Bored; Shall we jump rope? Bored; Then what shall we play? "A series of distress bloomed in front of my eyes. Suddenly a classmate said, "OK, let's dig a trap together!" " "All the other children resolutely agreed.
We dug a pit on the road, stirred the mud very thinly with water, poured the mud into the pit, then watered as much water as possible, and finally covered the leaves with a layer of fine soil, so that a masterpiece was completed, and the rest was just waiting for "please enter the urn".
We waited in the grass in fear and trembling. Suddenly, a man walked slowly towards us, and we all opened our eyes and looked forward to it, but that man was so lucky that he crossed over. Oh, it's really depressing! We had to wait patiently for the next unlucky person, and then another one really came. We all held our breath and watched. The man was in a hurry, suddenly remembered something and turned back. Oh, what a shame! Faced with such a situation, we have to give up. Just as we were about to get up and leave, we heard a voice behind us, "Hello, Yao". Haha, someone stepped on it. Just when we were proud, we looked back and found it was Dad! You must have guessed the rest of the scene without telling me. ...
Lens 2: Digging crabs
In fact, summer is really the season for our children. We can play naked in the water without scruple, but the most enjoyable thing is to dig crabs.
Holding a small basket in one hand and a small stick in the other, they rolled up their trouser legs, paddled their feet in the water and searched carefully with their eyes, especially the small mud pits under the stones and by the river, where crabs played and rested.
In the process of our search, we suddenly found a hole, and the periphery of the hole was as smooth as if it had been "cleaned" by the owner who frequented it. We were very surprised and decided to give it a try. I can't help but say: "The hole is so big, the harvest must be not small, or Xiao Qiang, dig!" "In fact, my heart is shaking: What's in such a big hole? Xiao Qiang also said evasively, "I ... I don't dig, you dig. "We pushed around, and finally I came out in person. What can a little crab be afraid of? As soon as it gritted its teeth, it reached out and rolled its cuffs, comforting itself and encouraging itself, while slowly reaching into the hole. Slowly and bit by bit, I slipped into the depths of the hole. Suddenly, my hand touched something slippery and soft. I gritted my teeth and pulled it out, but it still wanted to resist me. Can it be my opponent? As a result, when I mentioned it, it turned out to be a frog with bulging eyes and a white stomach, which almost scared my soul away.
How's it going? It's thrilling!