Sixth grade knowledge composition

In our daily life, we often come into contact with composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. How to write a good composition? The following are nine sixth-grade compositions I compiled, hoping to help you.

I went back to my grandmother's house this summer, which coincided with the opening of Shanxi Jin Theatre. I have loved watching plays since I was a child, so I won't miss one this time.

The play was sung for five days, afternoon and evening. Grandpa and Nai went to see it this afternoon, and my cousin and I were busy.

That afternoon, my cousin and I moved stools and followed my grandfather to the theatre. The street outside the theater is full of vendors, and there are shops next to each other on both sides of the street, selling barbecue snacks, cotton candy and corncob, popcorn, sausages and daily necessities ... very lively. Children are more excited, buy delicious food and eat and drink. Some of them were in groups of 351, and some followed adults into the theater. They don't understand, just to stimulate. Children my age seldom go to the theatre, and even if they do, they won't sit down and watch it carefully. I like the traditional culture of China since I was a child. Last semester, I learned the knowledge related to opera and applied it to my life, which deepened my understanding of opera culture.

Before the actors come out, there is a prelude, the curtain is slowly opened, and the actors come out with exquisite makeup and costumes with traditional Chinese opera characteristics. Really beautiful! It's fascinating when you start singing. Every move and style are very professional, and the eyebrows are full of feelings. The audience stared. Their words and deeds, every move, and a look are all affecting people's thoughts and feelings. What impressed me most was the actors who played many roles in Tsing Yi. She plays Liu Yingchun in "Female Loyalty and Filial Piety" and Wang Baochuan in "Counting Grain in the Temple". Every character is portrayed vividly, as if standing there is a Liu Yingchun and a Wang Baochuan. She is beautiful, her eyes are full of emotion, and her voice is comfortable and pleasant. Judging from that dress and action, she is really the best Jin Opera actress I have ever seen! I will never forget it.

I still remember that at the end of each scene, the audience were very reluctant to give up, looking forward to the next scene and sitting in front of the stage early before the next scene began. At the end of the last scene, I was still a little reluctant, and I could only look forward to singing next time.

I will never forget the feast in this opera. Every actor is so excellent. I hope that China's traditional operas and other traditional cultures can be well inherited and developed, which is the crystallization of ancient wisdom. How can future generations waste it? We should contact, understand and spread these traditional cultures more, so that the wisdom of the ancients will last forever.

For several days, it always rained. Although it is late autumn, such a situation is still rare. Finally, the rain stopped. I hurried downstairs and went out for a walk while it was raining.

I walked casually in the street. One after another, there are puddles on the ground. If you're not careful, you'll spill it all over your body.

At this time, an old man struggled to ride a broken bike. One accidentally rode into a puddle and slipped. The old man fell heavily to the ground. When the bicycle fell down, it poured some sewage on the pants of a young man with fashionable yellow hair. Suddenly a "sewage flower" appeared.

I stood on the sidewalk at a distance and thought, this is bad. The young man looks very annoying. It seems that a storm is coming. He won't hit the old man. The people around you also gradually slowed down and stood there with a watching attitude.

However, this young man didn't wait for a while as I predicted, and then he reacted quickly. He rushed to the place where the old man fell, lifted his bicycle to help him up, and said to him, "Grandpa, did you fall in pain?" Shall I take you to the hospital? " The old man's clothes are also covered with sewage. He was ashamed and blushed, and said to the young man, "Young man, I'm really sorry for getting your beautiful pants dirty." The young man looked at the sewage on his trousers and took out a wet towel, but first wiped the water on his body for the old man and said, "I'm fine, but you fell." Shall I take you to the hospital? " "Nothing, I'm fine." The old man got on the bike and said to the young man, "Thank you." And left.

When the young man saw the grandfather leave, he took out the paper towel, wiped the sewage on his body and left slowly.

I looked at the young man who was drifting away, and suddenly I felt that he was so tall. I looked up at the sky again, and through the gloomy day, I seemed to see a flower in full bloom with eternal civilization. My cold body instantly flows through a warm current.

Today, my mother will take me to the bridge world. I finished my math class, and after dinner, I set off with my mother-in-law.

My mother-in-law and I went to Zhongshan Botanical Garden first and sat at the gate. After a while, mother and father-in-law came. We walked into the botanical garden together. Ah! This is an ocean of trees. I see some trees are tall and straight, some trees are short and some trees are lush. The breeze is blowing, and it looks like a green "snowman" waving to you from a distance. Autumn is coming, the leaves are not yellow, the fragrance of osmanthus is not floating, and the fiery red of maple leaves is not bright. Why? Looks like I'm going home to find the answer online.

In this way, I walked and enjoyed the scenery around me, and soon I arrived at the bridge world. There are so many people in the bridge world today! I skipped over, walked over the viaduct and played next to each other. Cable Bridge, Swing Bridge ... I also played the Bucket Bridge and Tongxin Bridge with my mother. The only one nobody plays in the river is the wooden bridge. As a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, I launched an attack on the difficult single-plank bridge without thinking. I spread my arms like a bird and walked steadily step by step. Seeing that the finish line was coming, I shook it and suddenly felt a little scared, so I squatted down and climbed to the finish line. The audience on both sides applauded me, and I was very happy.

On Sunday, a once-in-a-century flood occurred in our city. The south of the city, the north of the city and the west of the city are all badly flooded, especially Xianhe Road, Sancha Road and Zhongba in the south of the city. Stores along the Xianhe River also have accumulated water, and trees have been uprooted. Binhe road is also very messy. The tree fell and tilted, and the water rose above the third floor. Some broken houses are going to fall down, which is really scary. At this time, our Nanba town was also attacked by the "Red Devil".

We all went upstairs and hid at home. At two o'clock, the raging flood rushed to the road. After more than ten minutes, there has been a flood with a depth of 1.56 meters on the road. Some adults can't step on the bottom and swim if they want. I saw several children couldn't reach the bottom of the water, so I dived and swam to where I wanted to go. I said to my mother, "Mom, this flood is even bigger than the flood in 1982 you said." Those adults dare to go into the water alone if they can't step on the bottom. They really don't want to live. "After a while, several very tall adults were walking in the flood. At first, I could see their heads. Unexpectedly, they had just reached a low place when an adult accidentally slipped down. The man can't swim, and he shouted "help" while saving water. I thought: Will this person be in danger? Suddenly, my heart was in my throat. But those adults are afraid to pull, and we onlookers are really "willing but unable" wow! At this time, a small wooden boat came and swam to the man. The man climbed onto the boat and was finally saved. However, he was in a state of panic, only to see him constantly helping his master.

Twenty minutes later, the flood area gradually expanded and became deeper and deeper, reaching about 2.5 meters. After 30 minutes, even the outlets of the Teachers College were flooded. Suddenly, a reporter rowed a boat from the crowd to the other side, photographed the scene here and left. I said, "We will be on TV tomorrow." We are both happy and sad. I asked my mother, "Mom, will our water fade tomorrow?" If I can't take it off, I'll ask for leave. "Mom said," The flood rises quickly and disappears quickly, and it will disappear at night. "I'm relieved to hear that.

This day is really nerve-racking, because I don't know how many villages and towns will be flooded, how many lives will be swallowed up, how many people will be homeless, and how much economic losses will be brought to the country and people.

This is the flood in Dazhou on September 5th, 20xx, which I have seen for the first time in my life and will never forget.

The fifth article of the sixth grade knowledge composition has started, and this familiar word means the beginning of a new semester. Two days before the start of school, I gained a lot. I not only watched, listened and thought a lot.

On the afternoon of the first day of school, the teacher calculated the study time of the sixth grade next semester with us, only 65 days! This number shocked me. 65 days is only more than two months, and our learning task is even more arduous. We should not only study the second volume of the sixth grade, but also review the old knowledge of 1-6 grade. Time is tight and the task is heavy, which shocked me. I thought to myself: how can so many tasks be completed quickly and well? I frowned and thought for a while, thinking: Although there are so many tasks, as long as I work hard, I will be able to complete them.

On the morning of the second day of school, Zhengyang Primary School held a grand opening ceremony. The opening ceremony is mainly to commend the top ten in the grade, and our class accounts for half. Seeing their radiant appearance, I felt envious of them. At this time, my nose was sour and I thought of my own achievements. My grades are not ideal. Suddenly I silently asked myself: Why can't I get into the top ten? I have that ability, why don't you work hard? Why are you so different from others? When the host read out the names of the top ten students, their faces floated with a slight smile and sweet dimples, and their walking posture was so confident. My face flushed, and I quietly lowered my head.

It took me two days to realize how small I was, how tall I used to be, and I cocked my tail before I was great. I know that the next semester of grade six is the last stage of my primary school. If you want to be admitted to an ideal middle school, you must rely on your own efforts. Only hard work can yield something. This is my last chance. I will cherish its preciousness and be down-to-earth and meticulous in this semester!

The new semester has begun. I want to choose my life well, study hard, set new goals and sprint forward ten times. Work hard! I will focus on my study and let it grow with me!

It was cloudy and windy for six days in a row.

To tell you the truth, I really don't want to come out in this weather-maybe it will rain soon. But we must go to school and go out. I ride a bike on my way to school. At the first intersection, I saw a thin student of medium height in our school uniform, sweating profusely. Next to him is a short and thin grandmother with a little black and white hair. I looked at them while riding, and I heard their conversation. "I want ten yuan." The grandmother was stupefied, leaning on a crutch, and asked anxiously, son, what do you need so much money for? He was very angry and fierce: what do you care what I do with it? It's for school textbooks anyway. Cut the crap and get the money! "Grandma stood helpless, the in the mind a little panic, choked up in the mouth, eyes with a drop of tears. She dug out a Zou Baba's bag from the faded clothes, opened the layers of tightly wrapped bags, and counted with thick hands: fifty cents, 1 sixty cents, one yuan, two yuan ... After counting, her hands trembled and handed the money to her beloved only grandson. The grandson grabbed the money without hesitation and turned away, cursing: "What a nuisance! "And the old woman can only watch her grandson leave with money, until her grandson is gone, and then she walks back slowly with crutches. I thought to myself, "He shouldn't take money to buy information. If he wants to buy information and ask for money from home, there is no need to use this tone and attitude. I don't think it's good that he uses his family's money. I saw him again at the second intersection. He was with some young people with explosive heads, and he said some rude words. He is looking for an Internet cafe. Only then did I understand that it turned out that they wanted money from home to go to the Internet cafe, which was not beyond my expectation. Therefore, I hate those students very much. I think for them: My parents find money to support us and provide us with education. The money they earned was hard-won, but they defrauded their family's money to go to Internet cafes on the pretext of "buying materials at school". I really feel sorry for them. At this time, I looked back at my grandmother, who was struggling to climb the mountain while touching the sweat on her forehead. At this time, my heart is a little sad. At this sad moment, it began to rain in Mao Mao. Grandma stretched out her rough hand again to keep out the light rain. I'm worried about my grandmother and I see her love for her children and grandchildren. But why is God unfair to her? A grandson was so heartless to her that he tricked her into going to an Internet cafe. I choked up at the thought. Grandma looks back at her grandson from time to time. At this time, I was moved by the power of this love. Heart: Alas, I continue to go to school by bike. Wow ... the pouring rain will start soon, and people are running and shouting in the rain. Those who go to work go to work and those who go to school go to school. I hope this rain can wash away those almost numb souls and evil deeds.

I believe the city after the rain will be beautiful, beautiful.

I remember last Sunday, my mother and I went to the shopping center by bus, and we arrived at the station. After a long time, the bus finally came. The people in the car were dark, some were wearing suits, some were white-haired grandmothers, and some were lovely children. I managed to squeeze into a seat and stood down. I was crowded by tall adults, and the bus driver drove very fast. Occasionally, it's scary, and you can only stick your head out like a dumb person eating coptis-if you have a good heart, the bus will fly on the road and the crowd in the car will be staggering. Suddenly there was a "vomit", and then the person next to him flashed his nose. When I look back, it's not good. A sister threw up, and cars were everywhere on the road. To make matters worse, she threw up on the person sitting next to her. I looked at the person who was vomited, and my heart felt like fifteen buckets of water-I was anxious to have a war. After a while, when the elder sister finished vomiting, the man handed her a paper towel and greeted her with concern, whether she was angry or complained that her suit was dirty. I was completely moved by this scene, and I thought, ah! What a beautiful picture! If everyone in the world understands tolerance like this person, how beautiful the world will be and everyone on the earth will get along so harmoniously. We don't need this kind of tolerance all the time. ...

This year's New Year is the most unforgettable year in my life. I gave up the wonderful time of eating, drinking and having fun with my family for the New Year, and came to Guangzhou Conghua Crazy English fully enclosed intensive training camp to learn English for the New Year with strangers.

As soon as I got off the plane, I got a breath of another city. The training camp is in the suburbs of Guangzhou. Although it's not as busy as downtown, it's quiet and the scenery is good. From time to time, one or two birds are chirping and full of vitality. This is a good place to live and study. We drove to the front of the registration gate of the student affairs office of the training camp. I saw a group of lecturers and teaching assistants in blue uniforms rushing up and clapping their hands to welcome us. I was carrying my luggage, and a teaching assistant led me to the place where I wanted to report.

At seven o'clock in the evening, when I met our head teacher, my first impression of them was severe, because the head teacher told us the rules and regulations of the camp, the leave system, the safety system, the health care system, the principle of group activities, and the principle of semi-military management as soon as he arrived ... But after that, my impression of the head teacher changed 180 degrees. What made me change them so much? Don't worry, keep watching:

Crazy English needs to be shouted out, and my voice will be hoarse in one day. Miss Chen, our head teacher, is very worried about me. She took my hand to the infirmary, gave me a bottle of medicine to clear my throat, and told me to take it every day along the way. Although I always nod and say I will, Mr. Chen is still not at ease. Come in and get a medicine bottle every night to see how many milliliters you eat a day. After reading this, I was relieved and said, "Good boy, I will continue to eat." At that time, the teacher was really like my elder sister. If I don't eat, the teacher will pinch off the lid and pour it for me personally, saying, "Now the children are really disobedient, come on, give it to me!" " Although this is blaming me, my heart is warm.

One morning, everyone in our dormitory overslept. We washed in a hurry and forgot to take medicine for a while. In the morning, the teacher asked me if I had taken any medicine. I said hesitantly, "Yes … Yes!" "The teacher seemed to see through my mind and asked suspiciously," Really? "I was silent for a while, and I said," No ". The teacher's watch says it's six forty-five, and there are five minutes before the dormitory locks. She asked our male head teacher to come to the classroom first, then she arrived and ran towards the dormitory.

Suddenly, my face turned red. It was a wonderful and unforgettable holiday, and I had a meaningful time.

May 1 day is the international labor day, which is really lively!

Look at the crowds in parks and squares. There is a festive atmosphere everywhere.

The park is beautiful, pink and green, picturesque; Some go fishing, some go for a walk, some take pictures, some go boating, some go roller skating and some fly kites.

Lush trees, green lawns and clusters of flowers are colorful, colorful, red, orange and purple ... attracting several butterflies in various ways, flapping their beautiful wings, keeping their tentacles moving and busy collecting pollen. Labor is the most glorious! Take a deep breath, a faint fragrance of flowers, refreshing, which is also the sweet fragrance of countless people's hard work; One after another, Liu Suifeng swayed and catkins fell like snow, showing great vitality. People are smiling and radiant, and * * * celebrates the working people's own festivals with smiles.

There are many people who learn skating in the square. They skate under the guidance of the coach. Some of them are not very skilled. Under the direction of the coach, brisk walking is dancing, while others are extremely skilled and elegant, as if dancing "ice ballet".

Look up at the blue sky again, "Wow!" There are so many colorful kites floating in the sky, with different shapes, naive little penguins, "the spring breeze in February is like scissors", swallows and dazzling tigers ... These kites are like friends, some are flying high, some are dancing, some are chasing and fighting ... The whole sky seems to have become an amusement park, so lively! Suddenly, an eagle kite fell from the sky like being hit by a hunter, and everyone laughed!

With the warm spring breeze and warm sunshine, the annual "May Day" has quietly come and gone before you know it.