Warm sixth grade composition
Warm sixth-grade composition 1 Some people say that true feelings are the sunshine in winter, which warms everyone's heart; Some people say that true feelings are a clear spring in the desert, which makes people in trouble see the hope of life again; Others say that true feelings are the rain and dew sprinkled on the earth after a long drought, which moistens people's hearts. But I think true feelings are as sweet as apples and will flow through people's hearts warmly.
That day, the cold wind roared, the cold world and the black sky made people feel cold and horrible, but I thought it was a warm day. On this deep winter night, my mother was not at home after working overtime, so I had to sleep alone, but I still took the quilt to my grandfather's house. To tell you the truth, I'm scared. I was a little nervous because I was very unfriendly to grandpa before. To grandpa's house, "hey, why are you here? You must be freezing! " "Grandpa gave a cry when he saw me coming, and then wrapped me in a cotton-padded coat." No, I don't want it. "I stubbornly stamped and threw the cotton-padded clothes on the ground. I thought grandpa would be angry, but he smiled and said, "I knew you didn't like it." Now that your mother is not at home, I'll go home and sleep with you. "I was stunned for a long time and thought: Grandpa is really good! After a long time, the door creaked as if someone had come in. I have fallen asleep, but I was awakened by the sound of the door. I walked out of the bedroom, opened my hazy eyes and saw my mother come back. I took a casual look and saw grandpa lying on the sofa with his coat off. He woke up. When he saw me, he said, "Go to sleep, I have a class tomorrow. I'll come first. " Say that finish, trembling slightly went out, probably didn't wear a coat-it can't be a broken coat. Seeing grandpa's swaying back, I couldn't help but burst into tears. I suddenly caught up with grandpa, hugged him and said with tears, "Grandpa! My good grandfather ... "It's late at night, but my grandfather's back is always in my mind.
Inadvertently, the true feelings flowed into my heart like running water, which warmed my heart and made me feel the warm true feelings in cold days.
Warmth is a physical feeling and a trace of temperature in people's hearts.
One winter, there was a rare heavy snow in Bazhong city, and snowflakes fell like goose feathers. Because I have to make up lessons, I came to the cram school alone to enjoy the snow scene. After class, the road was covered with snow. I stuck my feet in the snow with difficulty, pulled them out hard, and got stuck in the snow again ... After a hard journey, I walked for a whole hour instead of ten minutes.
When I got home, my hands and feet were red with cold, my nose tip was harder than ice, and my face was cut to pieces, which hurt badly. When I entered the room with trepidation and opened the door, a warm current came to my face, and there was a hot air in the room. It turned out that the heater in the corner was blowing slowly. My whole body instantly "thawed", my frozen hands recovered, the "knife" on my face disappeared and my whole body became flexible again. Looking back, my mother was smiling at me.
One night, I had a stomachache, which was like thousands of knives scratching in my stomach and rolling on the bed. My mother rushed me to the hospital. The disease has been cured, and there are still several packs of medicine left. She was afraid that I would have a stomachache again, so she forced me to eat. But when I was sick, I had to eat them just to feel less pain. I'm fine now. I definitely don't want to bring it. As a result, the nth family war of words was staged again. "Eat quickly, or you will have a stomachache again!" "I don't want it. Such bitter medicine is worse than death. Besides, wait until it hurts! " "Ancestor, you ate!" "Don't eat, don't eat!" She doesn't care. She immediately poured the medicine into my mouth. I was about to spit it out when she stuffed another fruit candy into my mouth. Suddenly I felt so warm, and it spread all over my body bit by bit.
There is countless warmth in the world, which not only warms the body, but also warms our hearts.
Warm sixth grade composition 3 The setting sun is bright, and the bright sunshine shines on my face, which makes my excited expression more dazzling. My red face followed me into the door of human dreams.
When I entered the gate, there was a refreshing wind stroking my face, stirring the feeling of red heat like autumn. Ah! It was the wind from the fountain! It looks as beautiful as a flower! The water from the fountain dripped on my face, just like my mother's gentle and lovely hand.
Suddenly a burst of rock music disturbed me, and I was still addicted to the mind of Mother Fountain! Oh, that's a dance performance! The graceful dancing of the actors makes people admire. Their waists seem to be made of flowers and vines, so soft! They turned left and right, shook hands and twisted their feet, presenting beautiful movements in front of our eyes, which made our eyes blink. ...
"Ah-ah-"A roar penetrated our ears, and we were no longer in the mood to dance. The roller coaster in the distance makes our blood boil! We rushed over, our eyes opened wide and our mouths became a big "O" shape!
Soon, we also got on the roller coaster, and I couldn't sit still because of my nervousness. The roller coaster slowly accelerates with the track. "Glug, Glug, Glug-"The train suddenly skidded! We shouted, clutching the handrail with both hands and stamping our feet in haste. Our generous voice resounded throughout the scenic spot.
At night, Sister Moon ran out. Fireworks bloom in the sky like beautiful rosy clouds. We pray that our hearts are warm. ...
Warm sixth grade composition 4 Winter sunshine has a refreshing taste, beautiful and fragrant, quiet and pure. This is the warm sun.
Warm sun is warm sun, which warms people's hearts in its own way ... Some people, like the warm sun, are warm and soft. Give you support and care silently in a place you don't know, day after day, year after year, without asking for anything in return. If you are lucky, you will hurry back and see a familiar figure. He has been here and never left.
It rained heavily for several days, and looking out of the window, I couldn't help feeling a little agitated. Turning on the TV subconsciously is the time for weather forecast. I am secretly glad to hear the weather forecast that it will be sunny tomorrow. Sunshine in winter is more expensive than gold. Tomorrow, enjoy this bath that is more expensive than gold.
In the morning, a ray of sunshine shines into the window seam, dazzling and hazy. I stood up, opened the curtain a little, and then fell asleep.
A few hours later, there was a quick knock at the door. I suddenly woke up from my sleep and asked with some dissatisfaction, "Who is it?" A deep voice came from outside the door: "Your dad! Hurry up! Get up! " I touched my forehead helplessly and got up helplessly.
After a simple wash, I went out, and I felt strange as if I had forgotten something. Walking on the concrete road, I was suddenly surprised: I suddenly remembered that I didn't bring my parents' books. I wanted to go back and get it, but I found it far from home. If I go back to get it, I'll be late.
After struggling for a while, I decided to move on. The big deal is to copy a text. Although it is disgraceful, in my opinion, being late is "worse than this".
Just when I made up my mind to take a step, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I subconsciously looked back and saw a familiar figure-my father. Panting, he put the parents' notice in my schoolbag and rubbed it: "You forgot this!" " "
The sunshine is very warm. At that moment, I was lucky to find such a selfless person and give me care ... such a person, like a warm sun, filled my heart with warmth. ...
Grandma's steamed buns are the best in the world. Because I study in Suzhou, I can only go back once a year for the New Year. So grandma always goes to the market to buy stuffed buns before our family goes back.
Whether it is flour, radish, vermicelli and other materials, grandma always wants to buy the best. Mom told her not to do this, but grandma never changed.
When we got home, grandma began to do her hair. A faint white cloud floated into the basin from grandma's hand and added a little vegetable oil. Grandma began to rub. In a short time, this light and white cloud turned into a little doll full of oil.
Then grandma began to make stuffing. First, she cut the washed radish into squares, and then put some vermicelli on it. Then, grandma began to make steamed bread. A few minutes later, with a "ding", a fragrance filled the room.
In the evening, our whole family ate steamed buns together. I ate steamed bread with relish. My grandmother looked at me happily, but she didn't eat at all.
I asked my grandmother inexplicably, "Grandma, why don't you eat steamed buns?" Grandma stopped fanning and smiled kindly and said, "Son, if you eat steamed buns, your future will be more complete. I am getting old. Eat buns! "
Eating steamed stuffed bun, I think the taste of steamed stuffed bun is not important, and a warm current will flow in my heart forever.
Although I can't eat this steamed stuffed bun any more, I will never forget its fragrance and taste.
Forever and ever.
Grandma can't see, but I will go home more and spend more time with her.
Forever and ever.
Mom also wants to make this kind of steamed stuffed bun, but there is a taste that mom can never make, and that is grandma's love.
Warm Sixth-grade Composition 6 Chinese characters are profound and profound, and contain profound meanings, but "warmth" is my favorite word. What is "warmth"? Warm is meticulous care, warm is silent expression, warm is the feeling in the heart.
I remember that rainy day. It was raining cats and dogs outside. I stood at the window and looked out quietly. Suddenly, a cold wind blew and made me feel chilly. I closed the window silently, but I was still shivering. At this time, grandma brought a bowl of steaming chicken soup. She smiled and told me, "Drink slowly, you can warm yourself up." I drank the chicken soup cooked by my grandmother and accidentally touched her hand. I studied it carefully: it was a pair of cold hands, a pair of thin hands with prominent veins standing out, and a pair of hard-working hands ... gradually my sight blurred, but I felt a warm current in my heart.
I still remember one time, my sister and I went to the railway station to send my parents to work in other places. Looking at their distant backs, I couldn't help crying. When my sister heard crying, she quickly turned her head, stroking my head with one hand and handing me a tissue with the other. She comforted me gently: "Don't cry, my sister will let you do everything, and my sister will take good care of you …" I looked up and dried my tears. My sister held me in her arms and I felt very warm.
"Boo-hoo" and "I failed the exam" were lying on the table, sobbing quietly. My classmates came to comfort me, and the words of encouragement I will never forget are: "Tears can only prove my weakness ..."
"Warm" is chicken soup cooked by grandma on rainy days; "Warmth" is a hug my sister gave me when I left; "Warmth" is the warm encouragement of students when they fail in the exam. "Warmth" is no stranger to me. She has a warm current in my heart, which will inspire me to keep moving forward!
Warm sixth grade composition 7 warm oranges, accompanied by warm hearts.
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"Sister ... sister, orange, son." A babbling cousin has a big orange in his hand, and his tender little hands are round. Oranges are ugly, rough, square and round. I have a stomachache, and the pain rushes forward. When I touch it, the orange is ice.
"Don't bother! Eat by yourself! I don't know. I have a stomachache! So cold! " As soon as I spoke, he left in smoke.
The wind blew slowly, and there was another great pain in my abdomen. The brush of the tree sounded, and the leaves crossed together, making a fretful sound. About ten minutes later, my cousin came back and handed me the orange. I was angry: "What a nuisance! I told you! Also! Ice! Yes! " I deliberately emphasized the word "too cold".
"Sister ... sister, no, ice ... hot." He said weakly. I took the orange one. I just realized-he soaked oranges in boiling water to keep warm. I immediately felt ashamed of my recklessness, a little touched, and my nose was sour.
Peel off the orange, and a stream of heat flows on my face. I traveled all over my body with a heater. The voice of the tree began to soften and no longer anxious. My cousin raised his eyebrows when he saw me eating.
At this time, I discovered that this little cousin, who is only a few years old, still has some talent for warm men. His black and white eyes set off his ruddy face, like a blush, but it was a natural blush. Small mouth is neither thick nor thin, and teeth are always so white. His hair, slightly black and brown, is very thick.
I looked at the oranges in my hand again and said to my cousin, "You eat!" " "But he shook his head and smiled. Two small dimples moved and their faces became more ruddy. A gust of wind blew and his hair shook again and again. ...
Oranges are grotesque and varied, sour and astringent, sweet and bitter. Anyway, my cousin's is the best!
Chinese characters have rich cultural connotations. Among so many Chinese characters, after I saw the word "warm", one picture after another came to my mind.
I was walking on my way to class, "Ding Lingling! Ding Lingling! " Class began, and I quickened my pace. Finally, before the teacher arrived, I entered the classroom. "Oh, fortunately, I caught up, or I would be scolded by the teacher again." I am secretly happy. In this Chinese class, the teacher is talking about practice. It's a pity that the teacher asked me to go on stage to read my own article. I was shocked when I never got on the stage. I was very scared, so I went to the podium. I am so nervous that I want to dig a hole in the ground. Just when I thought I would be laughed at by my classmates, there were waves of applause from the audience. Suddenly, I was deeply moved by this casual little gesture.
What moved me most was that time. ...
My friend took me to a far away place. This is my first time to play in such a far place. But because the weather is too hot, we want to buy ice cream to quench our thirst. But when I bought them back, I couldn't find them. They're gone. what am I supposed to do？ From time to time, the scene of traffickers cheating children appeared in my mind. Suddenly, I was scared. I squatted on the ground and cried sadly. Just when I was desperate, an uncle came up and said, "Have you been separated from your family?" Right, right. "I'm at a loss." You wait here for a while, and I'll ask the staff, "uncle said lovingly." I feel much better. I don't know when I got up from the bench and saw those three familiar figures. I am so excited! I wanted to thank my uncle, but he disappeared. "Thank you, uncle. "I silently thanked my uncle in my mind.
At that moment, my heart was warm.
Warm sixth grade composition 9 "If you leave this home, don't enter this home in the future!" " Behind me was my mother's angry roar, and I slammed the door.
Looking at some lights in the distance, I don't know what to do, but remembering what my mother just said, I thought, well, what's the big deal? I won't go back unless I go back. I will be more comfortable outside, so I don't have to be so tired at home. A cool breeze blew, and the leaves on the tree rattled, and a few leaves fell, so I couldn't help shivering. Then I went to a small shop. The owner of the store was very enthusiastic, let me sit for a while, chatted with her for a while, and then walked out of the store. The intermittent light rain hit the asphalt road, so I had to take shelter from the rain. Tears shed involuntarily, and I regret quarreling with my mother just now. Pedestrians on the road walked so fast that no one noticed me. At this moment, a man came running to me with an umbrella in his hand. My eyes couldn't see who it was, so I dried my tears and saw that it was my mother. My mother came to me and said to me very gently, "Come, come home with me!" " The food is ready, it's up to you! "My heart suddenly became warm.
When I got home, my mother was afraid that I would catch a cold, so she brushed my hair for a while and asked. Knowing that I was safe and sound, my mother breathed a sigh of relief and let me sit down to eat. I dare not look her in the eye and feel that I have made a very big mistake. When my mother saw me eating so fast, she said to me, "Eat slowly, don't swallow it, no one is arguing with you." After dinner, I couldn't help feeling ashamed to see my mother busy in the kitchen. My mother loves me so much that I can't understand it. I hold my mother tightly, her arms are still so warm, and her love for me is still undiminished.
Warm sixth-grade composition 10 The world we live in is full of warmth everywhere. Warmth is human humility; Warmth is the encouragement of classmates; Warmth is the care of relatives.
On the way to school, I skipped to the bus stop like a rabbit. I am shivering with cold in this cold wind howling weather. One minute, two minutes, time passed slowly. After my hard waiting, I finally got on a bus. When I got on the bus, I couldn't help being pushed back, because there were too many people on the bus and everyone was vying for seats. An old lady suddenly shouted, "young man, I'm getting off." I'll give you this seat. " At that time, the lively atmosphere quieted down, and I froze for a while before I realized it. I quickly thanked him. Suddenly, I felt a warm current coming to my heart.
Another exam day, some students are staring at the questions, some students are concentrating on memorizing words, and some students are burying their heads in writing. As soon as I entered the classroom, I only heard the pen making a "shua shua" sound on my notebook. Just when I was upset about what I couldn't do, my good friend Tang Jiarui came leisurely. He looked down at me and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter with you?" I replied impatiently, "I can't do the problem." He comforted: "Nothing, I can teach you." After finishing the problem, he told me another truth, as long as you try, you will always get the ideal result.
Life is full of flavor, and what impressed me the most is undoubtedly warmth. Because of the warmth, it brought me the friendship around me, and because of the warmth, it brought me the beauty of life.
Warm sixth-grade composition 1 1 The cold wind blew through the long branches and made a rustling sound. The cold wind swept across the field, blowing the ashes on the bare land like a whirlpool. The cold wind swept grandma's old wooden house, making a harsh sound and adding a bit of chill. Lili is a little girl of Han nationality, and her grandmother is a lonely old man with a poor family.
Lily, a little girl, came to grandma's house and found her taking a lunch break. She looked around and looked at the mountains of dirty clothes and decided to help her wash them.
Lily first picked up the wooden basin and came to the stream. She put it in the stream, pushed it forward, bent down to lift it, and a basin full of water was connected. Lili laboriously carried the tub back to grandma's house, then put the clothes in the tub, and picked up the soap and wiped it over and over again. Lily was sweating profusely at this time, but she didn't give up. Lily thought: Washing clothes is so tiring that grandma has to do it every day. Will you be exhausted? I must help grandma more in the future.
Lily picked up her clothes again and wiped them hard. Her hands were red with cold, but she persisted. After rubbing, she picked up another board, slapped the clothes hard, beat the soapy water out, wrung it hard, dragged her frozen legs, and slowly hung the washed clothes neatly on the clothesline.
Grandma who got up just saw this scene and gave Lily a thumbs-up and said, "You are such a good boy!" " ""Never mind, it's what I should do. " Lili responded.
The dark clouds gradually dispersed, the sun came out, and the warm sunshine spilled down, which was extremely warm. Although this ray of sunshine warms thousands of people in Qian Qian, it is not as warm as the little girl Lili's grandmother.
Warm sixth grade composition12101October 13 is a special day. On that day, I experienced a thing that might seem ordinary to others, but it was of great significance to me.
At that time, Zhang Lijun and I went to Lijiaqiao to find Yang Mingxing to draw a handwritten newspaper. When Zhang Lijun and I walked to bridge opening in front of Chunlei School, we found that the accumulated water after the typhoon was still there. Although the water is not deep, I am wearing leather shoes. Fortunately, Zhang Lijun is wearing dripping sandals. I think I have to go there. Just as I was taking off my shoes and holding them in my palm to go barefoot, a stranger's eldest brother came riding an electric car. With a squeak, my eldest brother saw my shoes and bare feet, guessed my heart, and kindly said to both of us, "The water is dirty, and you can't walk barefoot well." Do you want me to take you? " Zhang Lijun and I said with one voice; "good!" Like a ray of warm sunshine shining directly into my heart.
Zhang Lijun and I quickly got on my eldest brother's electric car and passed bridge opening smoothly. Zhang Lijun and I were supposed to get off after the bridge was opened to traffic. However, the eldest brother said, "Do you want me to give you another ride and take you directly to the intersection of Happy Home?" Although I am very grateful to this big brother for his kindness, another thought immediately came to my mind: Wow, this big brother is not a bad guy, is he? Why did you give us a ride? Will this big brother stop there or kidnap us? Will it kidnap us? Thought of here, my heart is uneasy, we are like frightened birds. Then I thought, how come? This big brother is kind enough to help us, but I doubt him. How sad this big brother will be when he knows! Yes! Cheng, how can you think of a good man like this? ..... I have butterflies in my stomach at this time.
Unconsciously, the happy home arrived, my eldest brother braked gently, the car stopped steadily, and my hanging heart was put down. Brother, let us go.
When we were about to say thank you, eldest brother had already rode away and looked at his back at the end of the road. My heart suddenly felt upset because of my own wrong idea. In an instant, my heart was full of warm sunshine. I think there are still many good people in this world!
Warm sixth-grade composition 13 caring for love is a bright light that illuminates people's way forward; Caring is a small boat that takes people to the other side of love; Care is the fire that warms people's hearts. Love is indispensable in life. Without love, the world will become cold, cruel and warm.
"Come on, come on" I cheered loudly. This is a scene when I was traveling with my father, mother, aunt and brother in Xi 'an. It was raining cats and dogs that day, and the road drainage in Xi 'an was very slow. The road is bumpy, full of muddy rain, and there is still a little light rain in the air. In an alley, there is a road full of rain, which can be described as "golden hill covered with water". Many people frown and don't know what to do. Only my father, aunt and brother wore sandals. My aunt carried me through the puddle, my father carried my mother, and my brother walked carefully with pants. Many people followed. But there's a kid across the street. He walked up and down anxiously. He was at a loss and was about to cry. His parents may be shopping in the shopping mall across the street, so he is the only one here. It was still raining lightly, and everyone was in a hurry, so they ignored him. However, an elderly man rushed out of the crowd, strode through the puddle, picked up the child and struggled to get here. On the way, his parents came. They put down their things and thanked the old man. I think: what the world needs is this kind of true feelings. Only when people care about each other can the world be full of warmth and happiness.
Although this is only a small effort, it shows that a person has a caring heart and a noble and beautiful quality. I also want to pass care on to others, so that care can benefit the world and mankind.
Warm sixth grade composition 14 Life is sweet or bitter, warm or cold. It is warm everywhere. In the sun, flowers enjoy the warmth, and ducks bathe in the warmth. There is warmth everywhere in life.
Whenever I am alone, I always sit under the tree and watch the scenery. Sparrows are in pairs on the treetops. It seems that I am the only one alone ... What is this? It is so warm and comfortable. It's sunshine! It came to me, awakened my heart and aroused my enthusiasm. Perhaps, apart from friends and relatives, only he knows me best and comforts me most.
That rain, the rain roared like a mountain torrent and swallowed up the road. The crowd hid in the shelter and became a mess. By the roadside, I rushed to school in the rain. "hey!" Hit a volunteer sister. I stepped back again and again, and the paper in the hand of the volunteer sister fell all over the floor. She apologized to me with an umbrella, then squatted down and picked up the document, shook it twice and wiped it on her clothes. I apologized again and again, and then I ran to school.
With the sound of water, my sister ran from behind and stopped me: "wait a minute, children!" " I thought I had hurt her and was about to "confess my crime" to her, so she gasped, "little friend ... why don't you ... take an umbrella in such a heavy rain?" Here ... this is your umbrella! " Before I shook my head, she interrupted me again: "I know you will definitely refuse ... I, I will arrive in two steps, it's okay!" " "But, but you ..." Sister smiled and gave her a hand, and the rain ran down her hair, leaving one trace after another. She pushed the umbrella to me and turned away. In this cold rainy day, her back is bright and warm, as if driving away the dark clouds.
The warmth in life is everywhere. Let's make progress and grow.
Warm sixth grade composition 15 Every morning, there will be a steaming cup of wolfberry tea on the table.
Every morning, a ray of sunshine shines into the living room, and there is always a steaming cup of wolfberry tea on the table.
Every morning, when a ray of sunshine shines into the living room, a happy girl walks into the room. The first thing she saw was the steaming cup of wolfberry tea on the table.
Every morning, when a happy girl drinks that cup of wolfberry tea, she can always see a middle-aged woman smiling at herself.
Every morning, after the happy girl drinks the cup of wolfberry tea, the woman will smile and ask, "Is it delicious?" "good to drink! Warm. " Girls always answer like this.
Then, the woman will say, "son, you have a pair of big talking eyes, so beautiful and bright. Why are you nearsighted?" The girl said, "Mom, you will get better after drinking this wolfberry tea!" " "Say that finish, I smiled sweetly at my mother and sat down to enjoy a loving breakfast.
One day, however, the cup of Lycium barbarum tea on the table disappeared, and there was only a note on it: "Baby, the Lycium barbarum is finished. Mom forgot to buy it yesterday, so she will buy it now. There is bread in the refrigerator. You can heat a glass of milk first. " The girl's heart is warm and full of gratitude.
The girl was staring blankly out of the window when class was over. Suddenly, a classmate came running: "Your mother sent something!" " "
The girl saw her mother at the door of the classroom. Mother's hand is still the steaming cup of wolfberry tea. The girl gulped it down. Mom still asked: "Is it delicious? Your eyes, alas ... "The girl's eyes are full of tears. Looking at her mother's tired figure, she couldn't help saying loudly, "Thank you, Mom!" "
That happy girl is me.
That middle-aged woman is my mother.