I succeeded in my sixth grade composition.

In normal study, work and life, people often come into contact with composition, which is a kind of comprehensive and creative speech activity. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my careful arrangement. I have successfully written eight sixth-grade compositions. Welcome to share.

I succeeded in the sixth grade composition 1 Last summer vacation, my parents said they would take me to the swimming pool to teach me how to swim, and I agreed.

When we arrive at the gate of the swimming pool, we must show our tickets to enter the swimming pool.

Mother said, "Sister, don't be in a daze. You'll cry if you swim over later. " . Let's see how dad does it first. ""oh. "

I saw my father "jump" into the water, then opened his hands and feet and opened them like palms. Later I learned that it was called breaststroke. I saw my father swimming well, so I jumped into the swimming pool with him.

"Ah, the water is really cold." I shouted, and when I got familiar with the temperature in the water, I began to swim.

First, I slowly think about what my father and other swimmers did in the swimming pool just now, and then learn to swim. The first time, I not only fell into the water, but also choked, which was very uncomfortable. However, I did not give up.

But I failed again and again, and I almost wanted to give up. So I said to my father, "Dad, let's go home." Before my father could say anything, my mother came over and said to me seriously, "Don't you know that failure is the mother of success?" Come on, I'll teach you. ""ah! Still have to learn. "

Mother asked me to observe her every move carefully. I saw my mother bend her leg first, then pedal hard and paddle hard in the water like a paddle. Keep your body balanced. I learned it several times and finally learned it.

Yes, I did it!

I made it. Success is what everyone expects, and the joy after success is indescribable. Recently, I made a colorful wind chime, which truly realized the joy of success, tasted the hardships behind success, and knew that success was not easy.

As the leader of the "colored wind chimes" group, it has always been my dream to be a unique colored wind chime. In my spare time, I made many beautiful paper cranes and lucky stars. I want to know how to combine these paper cranes and lucky stars into a colorful wind chime.

The first question I met was, what is the most basic skeleton of wind chimes? Not only can the paper crane and Fuxing be supported in series, but also the whole wind chime can be hung. I started wandering around the house. Just when I was at my wit's end, I found a children's umbrella standing in the corner. That's a small parasol I bought in the scenic spot when I was a child. I'll open it quickly Although the two umbrella stands are broken, they can be opened after being repaired. So I decided to use the abandoned umbrella stand as the main structure of my wind chime, which not only solved the problems I encountered, but also recycled it!

My mother and I cut off the cloth on the umbrella first. The umbrella with the cloth cut looks too shabby. I have to dress up. Cut all kinds of shiny paper into strips first, and then carefully wrap it around each "umbrella rib" Don't underestimate this. This is a meticulous job, and you have to wrap it carefully one by one, especially near the center of the umbrella stand, because there are many small skeleton influences. My mother and I spent several hours just decorating this umbrella stand. Fortunately, from a distance, "good things are more grinded" is sparkling and colorful.

The formula problem of the bracket has been solved, and then the paper crane and lucky star will be hung. Another problem is what should be used to string paper cranes and paper stars together and hang them on the skeleton? On second thought, my mother suggested connecting them with embroidery thread. So I asked my mother to embroider the rest of the thread. I string paper cranes and lucky stars in a string at regular intervals, and the colors of paper cranes and lucky stars on the same string are basically the same, so as not to be too messy. In order to ensure that the position of each paper crane and star will not slide, a section should be tied under each line. When I finally wore nearly ten strings, I found that every two strings were too thin. It will take too much effort to put it back together. Mom is still smart. She said that we could double one string into two strings. But the problem appeared again, so the two-section paper crane was facing down, so we had to cut the line from the middle and tie another section. It takes several hours to connect dozens of paper cranes with the stars.

Now it is "everything is ready, except the east wind." All that is needed is to put all the parts together. If we put the umbrella on the paper crane according to our usual method, it will be difficult to hang the wind chime, so we decided to turn the umbrella upside down so that the wind chime can be hung by the umbrella handle we usually hold. The problem is solved, and we will assemble it right away. We try our best to fix paper cranes and stars of different colors on the umbrella stand, and try our best to make the positions on the umbrella stand patchwork. After two days of fighting, this wind chime is finally finished! I hung colorful wind chimes on the windowsill and listened to the wind blowing through them, which made people relaxed and happy. It also made me feel that the days of labor were not in vain, and I also tasted the joy of success.

Sixth grade composition 3 I succeeded. Hungry birds always fly out of their warm and comfortable nests for the first time, and babbling children always walk for the first time. After all, there were many firsts when I entered youth, but what I remember most is the first time I solved a math problem independently.

On this day, the weather is clear and sunny, and the rich fragrance of osmanthus is refreshing. After finishing my homework, I want to go out to play. But as soon as I crossed the threshold, my father stopped me. He said seriously: Have you finished your homework? It's over. I said confidently. Then don't count the Olympics. That's ... okay. I answered falteringly. So, I picked up a book and a pen and did it casually.

The first few questions are very simple. I did it three times, five times and twice, but I couldn't do it for the last time. This problem seems quite simple, but it is actually very complicated. I took a pen, kept calculating in the draft book, and kept turning around in my mind, desperately thinking: there is some water in a container, and 2/7 of the water is poured out. The remaining water and the container weigh 7 kg or 2KG respectively. Then pour out the remaining 2/3 of the water. At this time, the total weight of water and container is 65438+ 0/3 of the original weight of water and container. How many kilograms of water were there in the original container? So now the water is 5/2 1, what should I do later? I scratched my head, thought hard and racked my brains, still like a headless fly, with no clue. I thought for a long time and almost gave up several times, but I was still unwilling. I carefully observe every condition and carefully analyze the meaning of every sentence. I am eager to find some clues in every sentence I read, but I can't figure it out. Just as I was about to give up, my father's words rang in my ear: history can't be rewritten, we need to write and never say give up. Yes, I can't even solve this small problem. How can I write history? So, I cheered up again and tried to think about the answer to this question: the current water is 5/2 1 of the original water, so 5/2 1 of water plus a container is equal to the original water plus a container multiplied by 1/3. If so, then 5/7 of water plus a container is equal to the original water plus a container. Divide 7 and 2 by 6/7 to get the original weight of water. Oh, I did it! I made it! I finally untied it. I cried happily.

At this moment, it suddenly occurred to me that there is no mystery in the world that cannot be solved. As long as you observe carefully, be good at thinking and persevere, you will have an unparalleled power-knowledge.

I made it. In my life, there are many successes and some failures. However, in my impression, one thing is the happiest-learning to ride a bike.

One Saturday, after our family had lunch, I suggested, "Mom, can you teach me how to ride a bike?" My mother listened to me and said, "Yes, but it depends on whether you are afraid of suffering!" " "Hearing this, I looked casual and said," What's so difficult about riding a bike? It's just that you know both hands. Put your feet on the pedal. As long as you are willing to teach me, you can learn it in an hour! "When my mother first realized that I was so confident, she gave me an encouraging look.

My mother taught me the essentials of riding a bike first. After listening to this, I did as my mother taught me. However, just as I wanted to get on the seat, the car backed to the right and I stopped in horror. Seeing this scene, I thought to myself: I must learn to ride a bike. As I said, I will learn to ride a bike in an hour. Then my mother came over to comfort me and said, "Son, as the saying goes, good failure is the mother of success. As long as you are willing to learn, you will succeed. "

Hearing this, my self-confidence came again. In the days to come, I will practice riding a bike every day after eating or finishing the homework assigned by my teacher. Many things happen. On the third day of study, I was already riding a bike on the downhill.

Through this incident, I know that as long as people have self-confidence, whatever they do will be successful.

I succeeded in the sixth grade composition article 5, "Sunshine is always after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow!" " "Every time I think of a real hero, I think of my successful experience. ...

I remember at the physical education class, the PE teacher announced: "Today we will have a 400-meter race to see who has the strongest endurance!" As soon as I heard 400 meters, I immediately got a chill. This is a long distance. Can I do that?

The game started, and I imagined a little wild horse running out. At first, I was still ahead, and I was a little proud to see my classmates fall behind. After 200 meters, I gradually felt that my legs became heavy and my throat was as uncomfortable as a fire. How I want to sit on the ground and have a good rest! My speed slowed down, and the students behind me passed me one by one. Suddenly I tripped over something and almost fell. I stopped, bent down, put my hands on my legs and gasped. I really want to end this game.

Suddenly, my classmate's cry came from my ear: "Come on, come on!" " I think: I can't let my classmates down, as long as I have my last strength, I will stick to it! Persistence is victory! Suddenly, I was full of strength and looked at my classmates in front of me. I gritted my teeth and strode ... one classmate was overtaken by me, two classmates were overtaken by me, three, four ... I felt the wind blowing from my ear, and the final sprint arrived ... I tried my best to rush to the finish line ... Cheers, I lay on the grass, the sun was shining, and the classmates came running. The teacher came over and gave a thumbs-up and said, "Well done!" There is a blue sky overhead, and I feel like a superman hanging in the air.

I have surpassed myself, and I have gained persistence and success with my own efforts! At that moment, I finally understood that no one can succeed casually!

I succeeded in the sixth grade composition "I succeeded, succeeded, and finally finished!" " Hooray! "

In front of us is an exquisite green bird flute, made of a small bamboo tube, chiseled needle-nosed pliers and cloth strips.

This is what the teacher asked us to do. I looked at the steps and found it very simple. I prepared materials and did it with my heart. First, I cut a triangular hole, about 8 mm, in the small bamboo tube with a chisel. When the flute is finished, I will whistle. I can split the whistle with a small log, like a duck's mouth. I will put one end of the whistle on the sound hole and the other end is flush with the whistle. When most of them are ready, just make push-pull rods. I picked up the wire and bent it into a circle, then made a clip at the other end, wrapped it in cloth and stuffed it into a bamboo tube. Almost done, but the cloth just won't fit in. See next step. "Oh" needs to be tied up with thread, and it will be stuffed in at once. When I pick it up, I blow it, and waves of crisp sounds are introduced into my ears, which makes me feel kind and comfortable.

A beautiful bird flute has been made. This shows that it is easier said than done.

I succeeded in the seventh article of the sixth grade composition, "Young people's wisdom means national wisdom, young people's wealth means national wealth, and young people's strength means national strength ..." I stood in the middle of the stage of the military school and knocked on the floor impassioned to recite Liang Qichao's young chinese Theory. I did it.

When I first entered junior high school, my Chinese teacher came to me and told me that there should be a talent show during military training for me to recite. I hesitate. Although I did well in Chinese class, I have never participated in such a big competition. The teacher seemed to see my anxiety, patted me on the shoulder and said to me, "You try, I think you can do it."

Can I really do it? When I got home, I found the article in front of the computer-"Young China said". "Eagle ... try wings and vacuum; Exotic flowers and plants are born, and the emperor is the emperor ... "I stumbled and watched, how can this be back! I stopped.

"Why don't you read it?" My mother came in from the outside and said to me with a smile, "That sounds good."

"Mom, don't laugh at me, I don't understand." I have a sad face.

"Reading a hundred times is self-evident. Look up the translation and read it several times. Everything is difficult at the beginning! " Mom vowed to say.

I listened to my mother's words and looked up the translation on Baidu. I copied the translation sentence by sentence and read it against my understanding. "Oh, the original meaning of" emperor "refers to prosperity and grandeur, which comes from Xuan Jing: things are in the hall, and the emperor is in the emperor ..." With the translation, these words seem to become vivid. He is no longer arrogant, but a history, and I will not recite it, but I am amazed at the refinement of ancient poetry, the charm of China's language and writing, and the beauty of writing. I am like a sponge, pumping water desperately. A bright moon hangs high in the night sky, and several stars are waiting by my side. Unconsciously, the night is already deep. Finally, under the understanding, I recited the whole story of Young China.

The next day, I vividly recited "On young chinese" to my teacher. The teacher nodded approvingly and said, "You recite fluently and have feelings, but you lack a passion." "Passion? Teacher, I am very cadence! " "Not in pronunciation and intonation," the teacher smiled and shook his head. "Liang Qichao was ashamed of being the' boss' of China at that time, hated the corruption of the Qing Dynasty, and felt very sad about the ignorance of the people. Therefore, he expressed an irresistible passion from his heart, generate, and enthusiastically called for an energetic "young China man" to arrive at an early date. Therefore, when reading, you should be eager, full of expectations and full of passion. " "hmm!" I nodded solemnly. After returning to China, I looked up a lot of creative background at that time, and felt that in the darkest time of China, there were such pioneers who took the lead and worked hard for the country's prosperity. With this understanding, I recited in front of the mirror, feeling sad for China at that time, glad to have such a group of "teenagers" and cheering for the arrival of their so-called "China youth".

Time is back on the stage. In the center of the spotlight, there are a group of teenagers under the stage. I was outraged on the stage. "Beauty is my young China, I am not old; I am a teenager in China, and I have no borders with the country! "

I succeeded in the sixth grade composition. Shortly after the start of school, the manual on the cultivation of civilized manners was issued, which made me feel very distressed. Every two weeks, my mother fills in the manual on the cultivation of civilized manners, and every time she finishes it, she adds "I will tidy up my things" and always marks "O". Every time I see this symbol, I always feel a little uncomfortable. Do you know why I am sad? Because "I will organize my things" is a bit difficult for me.

Whenever I tidy up the things on my desk and the books in the bookcase are arranged neatly. My heart is full of joy, but when I need a book and a pen … I always take it out and don't put it in again. I just piled them on the desk, big and small things piled together. When I saw how messy my desk was, I felt a little uncomfortable. I will think: tidy up, no, it's going to be messy again. I can't if I don't tidy up, and my mother will nag again. So in the end, I chose the latter. Who cares? Anyway, my mother will help me clean up sooner or later. ...

After a long time, this has almost become a habit. Once, my little sister-in-law came from her hometown and came to live in my house for a while. On the first day she came to my house, she was attracted by my desk. After looking at all the things on the table, she looked at me again. Then, she touched my head and said, "Chen Wei, when can you clean your desk as clean as you?" After listening to my little sister-in-law's words, I thought for a long time before I realized that since others pointed out my shortcomings, I should correct them. In fact, it's not difficult to tidy up your desk and bookcase ... but I refuse to do it myself. Now that I have pointed it out, I will never let this shortcoming exist.

After that day, when I don't want to pack my things, I always silently shout "Do you hope your shortcomings still exist?" Slowly, my shortcoming-misplacing things has been changed, which is easy and not as difficult as I thought at first. Since then, I have added a shiny "∞" to my "Manual for Cultivating Civilized Etiquette", and I have gained more confidence in myself.