Love is the spring that knocks on the ice door and shakes the heart of stone; Love is a beacon shining in the dark, which can help lost ships find a harbor. Love is the drizzle in spring, which makes lonely people enjoy the nourishment of their hearts; Love is a tear flowing in a clear spring on a summer night, which makes people who are hot and sleepless appreciate the poetic peace.
Love is a small umbrella held up on a rainy night, which allows people wandering in a foreign land to get the shade of family; Love is a rainbow flying from the horizon, so that people who are full of sadness can see the beauty of the world. Love is a glass of ice water sprinkled on the top of your head, which makes people feel dizzy and dizzy with high fever. Love is a piece of milk candy in the mouth, which makes people who drink coptis chinensis for a long time taste the sweetness of life.
Love is a hot summer breeze, which makes people in a hurry feel extremely cool. 2. China is a kind of sweet wine with endless aftertaste. Chinese is a colorful garden, which makes people linger; Chinese is an oil painting with far-reaching artistic conception, which is amazing; Chinese is music with beautiful melody, which makes people move. 3. Do you long for life? Then don't waste time, because time is the material of life.
Are you eager to know? Then please open your heart, because this is the bridge to understanding. Do you aspire to be a talented person? Then please study hard, because studying hard is the bridge to success.
4. The stream between the stones is like a line; The blue waves in the forest shine like brocade. The lake is misty and rainy, picturesque; The water drops on the leaves are like jadeite and pearls.
Clouds floating in the sky, such as brocade; The path under the mountain twists and turns, such as lines and ropes. Flowers with dew, like pearls and jadeite; Birds in the forest sing like songs and grievances.
5. Life is a colorful palette. Struggle is an oar to fight the storm.
Struggle is the passport to success. Struggle is a bridge to the other side of ideal.
Hope is the key to success. Hope is a street lamp in the dark.
6. Dedication Even if we are just a candle, we should "cry the wick every night"; Even if we are just a spring silkworm, we must "weave with the spring silkworm to death"; Even if we are just a leaf, we should "turn into spring mud to protect flowers"; Even if we are just a game, we should shine once at the critical moment; Even if we are just a flower, we should bring a little fragrance to people; Even if we are just a star, we should shine our own light in the dark; Even if we are just a drop of water, we should make a tinkling sound in the journey of life; Even if we are just a grass, we should bring a little green to the earth. 7. Reading is a useful savings in life.
This kind of savings is the key to open the maze of knowledge, the ladder to pursue truth, the foundation to surpass predecessors and the force to participate in competition. Friendship is a life-saving welfare.
This savings is to give all help in a difficult situation, to give severe advice on the wrong road, to help you sincerely when you fall, and to wipe away your tears when you are in pain. 8. The Great Wall of Wan Li, like a soaring dragon, winds among the mountains. It symbolizes the indomitable spirit of the Chinese nation; The Oriental Pearl, like a rocket waiting to be launched, stands on the Huangpu River, which is the witness of China's modernization. Zhongguancun, like a monument rising from the ground, is located on the land of Beijing. It is a symbol of the future development of the motherland.
The Jiuqu Yellow River, like a long colored exercise, spans the land of China and is a symbol of a long history of national culture. Mount Tai stands like a historical giant on the land of Qilu, and she is a witness to the vicissitudes of the motherland. Jinggangshan, a beautiful and moving picture, is located in Jinggangshan, Jiangxi Province. This marks the beginning of the China Revolution.
9. Books, such as showers, nourish the heart after a long drought; Books, like spring breeze, drive away the cold in our hearts; Books are like an ark, carrying us through disasters; Our bodies grew up eating rice, and our spirits grew up reading. 10, laugh, you are the flower on your mouth, blooming in the garden around your neck.
You are a cloud on your face, flying in your brow. Cry, you are the spring of sadness, gushing out from your eyes.
You are the horn of sadness, which keeps ringing on your lips. Cry, you are the flute in your mouth and the wail in the wilderness between your necks.
You are a river beside your eyes, flowing on your nose and cheeks. 1 1, not all smiles express joy, just as not all tears express sadness; Not all cheering people express praise, just as not all silence expresses negation; Not all obedience means piety, just as not all opposition means disgust; Not all success means success, just as not all setbacks mean misfortune.
12, the suffering disabled told me: "Fate has given you a bumpy road, but you have to open up a beautiful lawn; I gave you a bowl, but you are looking for rich food; I gave you eternal night, but you are looking for warm sunshine. Learn to be strong! It is more precious than anything. "
13, maternal love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm like spring even in cold winter; Motherly love is a clear spring, which makes you emotionally pure and clear even if you are covered with the dust of years. Father's love is a mountain peak, which makes your body and mind calm and firm even if you bear the wind, frost, rain and snow; Fatherly love is a sea, which makes your soul kind and tolerant even if it encounters lightning and thunder.
14, I am not a giant pine standing in the mountains, but a grass on the vast grassland-adding a touch of green to the magnificent rivers and mountains. I am not a tall stone statue standing in the center of the square, but a small stone under the track that stretches for thousands of miles-contributing all my strength to the busy traffic.
Parthenocissus tricuspidata is not a villain who clings to power, but a gentleman who works hard to climb up-working hard for his favorite blue sky. 15, youth is a colorful morning glow, reflecting the vast land; Youth is the spark of wisdom, dotted with brilliant starry sky; Youth is a beautiful flower, which dresses up a splendid life.
Tolerance is a vast land with endless feelings; Tolerance is a deep lake.
2. Looking forward to an article imitating the sixth grade Chinese, look forward to it, the north wind is coming, and the footsteps of winter are approaching.
Everything seemed to have just fallen asleep, and I closed my eyes vaguely. The mountain is lonely, the water is calm and the sun's face is pale.
The grass withered silently, turned yellow and hardened. In the valley, in the field, you see, a large area is full of yes. Shout, jump, pick up a seed, cross two front bridges, kick some badminton and throw some sandbags. The wind is outrageous and the grass cries.
The lake, the windows and the leaves of holly are covered with ice flowers. You won't let me or I won't let you. Round as candy, sharp as a star, and square as a castle. Ice flowers exude a joyful atmosphere, close your eyes, as if ice flowers brought you into the fairy tale world, reindeer, gifts, Santa Claus! Countless children around the sleigh are laughing and laughing, and lovely gifts are passed around in their hands. Plum blossoms are all over the branches: changeable, naughty, shy and unrestrained, dotted on the branches, like butterflies, smiling faces, singing and dancing.
"Why can't you see spring in the cold winter?" Yes, the wind blows on the face like a knife, mixed with ice and snow, and the fragrance of plum blossoms, all spinning in the extremely dry air. Birds put on fur coats, foraged with friends, and sang loudly on the high branches, fighting against the cold snow. Grandpa's erhu is still ringing under the pine tree.
Snow is the most common. For a day and a night. Don't be upset. Look, it is falling gently like goose feathers, stars and angels. The opposite building is covered with a thin layer, and the tree is wrapped in silver, and the shiny white is as close to your eyes. In the evening, the street lamp lights up, and the dim light sets off a mysterious and wonderful night. In cities, alleys and streets, people driving slowly, children who have left school, wearing hats and masks, and uneven icicles hanging on the snow under people's eaves.
The snow is getting thicker and thicker and there are more people in the park. In urban and rural areas, every household, old and young, came out in twos and threes. Have a snowball fight and make a snowman happily. Children become angels, adults become children. If winter comes, can spring be far behind? Everything will start again, with courage and hope.
Winter is like a budding magician. It is mysterious from head to toe, and it is changing.
Winter is like a serious old man, serious and wandering about thinking.
Winter is like a loving mother, with warm harbor and solid back. She leads us to spring.
I hope I can help you.
Class 6, Grade 6, I lay down without taking off my body. I am holding a flute. You listen to the cheerful music blowing again, herding cattle up the hill. After dinner, I ran happily on the grass and came to the haystack with cheerful steps. Listen! When the wind blows gently, the sound of "rustling sand" spreads everywhere. Yes, how beautiful! He was really tired, so he lay on the grass and listened to the insects singing beautiful songs in the grass! Playing the flute again! Looking at a piece of green grass, he picked up his flute. He sits on the back of a cow and plays! Oh, oh ... it turns out that the shepherd boy fell asleep with his eyes closed, like lying on the ground, watching the white clouds and birds in the sky, teasing them with cheerful tones, singing slowly in his ear until he was tired of playing and humming a tune. The sun smiled in the morning, and the sun has set, looking up at the bright night sky freely! Why did you stop? The bright moon climbed up carefree. Let him have a good sleep while listening to insects. There was a smile on his lips, and pictures came to mind.
4. Imitate Chinese in the sixth grade of primary school ~ Example: the sea is a dictionary of water: the waves are radicals, the sound of the waves is the phonetic order, and fish, shrimp and seagulls are the words of the sea.
Motherly love is a warm home for children, a smile is a hotbed, encouragement is a hot meal, and exhortation is an interpretation of home.
Affection is a bridge built by husband and wife, trust is a pier, understanding is a bridge deck, and gentleness and understanding are barriers to the bridge.
Friendship is the flower cultivated by classmates, sincerity is the soil, openness is the water, and mutual assistance is the fertilizer of flowers.
Youth is a beautiful dream of teenagers, happiness is a pillow, health is a quilt, and carefree and lawless is the theme of dreams.
Knowledge is the fruit of autumn harvest, diligence is the root, accumulation is the branches and leaves, and diligence is the connotation of fruit.
Network is a bird flying in the sky, hypocrisy is a strong wind, changefulness is a rainstorm, and lying is a bird's nightmare.
Example:
miss
This is a color wall chart without lines.
Is a pure but unsolvable algebra.
It is a single stringed instrument, with a string of rosary beads, with undulating eaves and rain.
It's a pair of paddles that can't reach the other side.
Interpretation: desire
This is a lush but lifeless forest.
This is a bright and incomplete moon.
It is a burning cloud, all over the lonely sky.
This is a bird that can't fly high.
Ex.: This waist drum makes the cold air dry up immediately, makes the quiet sunshine splash immediately, and makes the sleeping world excited immediately.
The applause made the timid students brave, the quiet classroom boiled, and the deserted mind suddenly became active.
This bamboo flute makes the noisy sky quiet, the turbid lake quiet and the impetuous world detached.
This kind of life immediately lit up the dim eyes, stretched the frowning brows, and inspired the lonely mood.
Hope is a touch of green in the arid desert, a bright red leaf in the lonely autumn, a shining star in the dark night sky, a mild warmth in the cold winter and a beautiful expectation of life.
Is it in the sixth grade? I don't think this is very deep. The sixth grade should have this level, otherwise the composition is not good. It's better to make your own sentences, which will help improve your composition level ~ ~
5. What are the fingers, compositions, whole articles and urgent candles in the sixth grade of People's Education Edition? Candle is a small sand in people's life. However, I love candles, their light and their ordinary and great power. Candles lit in the dark and extinguished in the light seem insignificant. However, I want to praise the candle and its selfless dedication.
"Rare things are precious" is a common saying, but what about candles? This is not unusual. It's cheap in the market and everyone has it. Most people don't take it seriously. It is put under the table in the cupboard so that others can't see it. It is sometimes thrown to the ground, cut off by some children and kicked around as a ball; Suffering from people's neglect and contempt everywhere, good things will certainly not be its turn, but it did not complain. Candle's life is very dull, white and red, colorful, and her head is still tied with croissants. Life begins with the weaving of croissants. Gradually, the flame swallowed the croissant and began to melt the main body of the candle. Dropped wax beads solidified like a string of tears. But if you look carefully, the candles are very beautiful. When it burns, the small flame on its head seems to be the princess's head, the red body seems to be the princess's beautiful clothes, and the wax beads flowing down the river are the princess's hands.
When there is a power failure, people will think of lighting it with a lighter. Then, it will fight for people with its own body until the last moment of its life. It endured the high temperature of several hundred degrees, created joyful laughter for people in pain, gained eternal life in the fire, and felt its permanent satisfaction in dedication. It came to this world silently, but left this world silently. It exchanged its short life for bright light and heat! Although this light is not permanent, it is temporary, but have you thought about it? What can bring us a bright night without this candle?
From this, it occurred to me that many people have made such contributions in our lives, and that is our teacher-hardworking gardener. They love their ordinary jobs, get up early and get greedy every day, and water our "little trees" with hard sweat until their temples are in a mortar. They still stick to their posts, warm the hearts of each of our children with their own heat, and illuminate the direction of progress for us with their own light, just like candles.
In the future, I also want to be a person with candle spirit. I like candles.
6. There is an antique shop in a winding alley in the sixth grade, in which the owner's favorite painting-Qi Baishi's Shrimp is hung.
There are only four lifelike shrimps on Nuoda's paper, and the rest have nothing. I am confused, but I have no time to pay attention. I glanced at it and hurried by.
The atmosphere at home is very cold, and the surrounding air is frozen. The restaurant lights cast a faint yellow light and lit up my frosty face. Mother spoke first: "Did I do something wrong? I am still your guardian at least until you are eighteen. What does it matter to read your diary? " I ate with my head down and was silent.
"Besides, mom cares about you when she reads your diary, doesn't she?" Silence is still endless silence ... after dinner, I shut myself in my room and looked at my mother's diary, with an indescribable taste in my heart. For a long time, I picked up a pen and touched this lightly on the paper: I was a girl who especially liked to pry into other people's privacy when the weather was sour on June 5438+1October 2, 2008. Now, when my privacy is unobstructed in other people's eyes, I can't tell what it was like at that time.
Our life is always divided into several parts, but there is always a part that belongs to us. Let's doodle and paint the colors of youth. Because that's our blank.
7. The first volume of the sixth grade composition imitates the first lesson of the sixth grade. The 400-word composition describes nature. Nature is beautiful, and the world is beautiful.
Maybe you will hate rainy and humid weather. But looking at them with your heart is different.
It's raining outside the window and the room is quiet. At this time, you just need to calm down.
Sitting on a cane chair, with spiritual food on your legs, drinking steaming scented tea, the fragrance of scented tea and the freshness of the air outside the window blend into one, and slowly and slowly sneak into your heart. Soft violin music holds your hand and takes you into a beautiful dream.
When you wake up, you can put on your coat, put on your umbrella and go for a walk outside. You see, the low houses in the small village are smoking, with lights on and hazy in the drizzle.
Smoke, lights and drizzle, trees and grass. Did everything in nature make you friends with them? Of course, it can't rain every day. The sky is clear in Wan Li.
Clear sky is the pride of summer, and the sky in all seasons belongs to it. However, you must be worried about the hot summer sun, but as long as you make friends with them with your heart.
There are no impurities in the blue sky in summer, only lovely white clouds are dotted.
Cicada sings the beauty of summer in the shade. You can sit quietly by the stream, the tall and lush trees stretch out their arms to shield you from the sun, the green grass has woven a fluffy and soft blanket for you as early as spring, lying on the blanket and looking up at the blue sky, and the stream is playing rhythmically for you.
8. The first volume of the sixth grade composition imitates the first lesson of the sixth grade. The 400-word composition describes nature. Nature is beautiful, and the world is beautiful.
Maybe you will hate rainy and humid weather. But looking at them with your heart is different.
It's raining outside the window and the room is quiet. At this time, you just need to calm down. Sitting on a cane chair, with spiritual food on your legs, drinking steaming scented tea, the fragrance of scented tea and the freshness of the air outside the window blend into one, and slowly and slowly sneak into your heart. Soft violin music holds your hand and takes you into a beautiful dream. When you wake up, you can put on your coat, put on your umbrella and go for a walk outside. You see, the low houses in the small village are smoking, with lights on and hazy in the drizzle. Smoke, lights and drizzle, trees and grass. Did everything in nature make you friends with them?
Of course, it can't rain every day. The sky is clear in Wan Li.
Clear sky is the pride of summer, and the sky in all seasons belongs to it. However, you must be worried about the hot summer sun, but as long as you make friends with them with your heart.
There are no impurities in the blue sky in summer, only lovely white clouds are dotted. . Cicada sings the beauty of summer in the shade. You can sit quietly by the stream, and the lush trees stretch out their arms to block out the sun for you. The green grass has woven a fluffy and soft blanket for you as early as spring, lying on the blanket, looking up at the blue sky, and the stream is playing rhythmically for you.
9. The first volume of the sixth grade is 400 words of Shan Yu's snow-like composition (imitating the text "Shan Yu").
People say that winter in Jinan is beautiful. Snow is not a rare visitor in this beautiful winter. I like snow very much. I like its flawless appearance.
Naughty clouds don't know when they will be quietly overwhelming. It is going to snow. After a while, pure snow fell in droves. Unlike rain, snow is silent, and everything in the snow is quiet. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, flying all over the sky, like a fairy splashing pear flowers on the earth. The north wind roared, snowflakes whirled in the air, and the sky became their stage. Snowflakes are flying and rushing to the earth happily. A small snowflake fell on my palm. It looks very unique: it has six corners and the pattern is complex and exquisite. However, it melted in my hands in an instant, leaving only unforgettable beauty and cold palms. Nature has created such beautiful things that they fly in the air and fly. ...
I don't know who caught the snow quietly and the sky cleared up. Looking around the earth, there are symmetrical trees and silver flowers everywhere, and the whole city is wrapped in silver, which is a thousand miles of frozen northern scenery! The children are very happy. They come out to play in the snow. Stepping on the snow makes a "squeaky" sound, like snow accompanied by footsteps.
The falling snowflakes freshen the air, care for the vegetation and purify our hearts.