Winter’s sixth grade composition

Whether you are in school or entering society, many people have had the experience of writing compositions, and they are all familiar with compositions. Composition is a verbal activity that is highly comprehensive and creative. Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? Below is a collection of Dong's sixth-grade compositions that I have collected and compiled. They are for reference only. Everyone is welcome to read them. Winter's sixth-grade composition 1

Winter "suddenly comes like a spring breeze overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom." This is a poem written by the great poet Cen Shen about winter. In winter, a land of ice and snow is pure white and elegant. Heavy snow is flying outside the window, and the goose-feather-like snow is flying in the air with the whistling north wind, dancing wildly, and falling piece by piece into the arms of Mother Earth.

Mother Earth yawned. She was tired, really tired. She had worked hard for three seasons and it was time for a good rest. Snowflakes covered her with a thick quilt, allowing her to have a good rest and recharge her batteries to welcome the new life in the new year. The whole world has fallen into a deep sleep, the river has solidified and no longer flows happily; most small animals have hibernated and are no longer active; the trees have also fallen asleep, and they have been dozing since autumn until now. The north wind blows with black clouds and roars towards people. The biting cold wind stabbed his face like countless ruthless sharp knives. His skin was so hot that it hurt as if it had been torn apart. The clouds were rolling in, and the snowflakes were falling.

At this time, the cute little elf suddenly became the accomplice of the north wind. With the help of the north wind, it became extremely terrifying, as good as hailstones. People cursed and sped up. Heading home, after all, "it's not a good place to stay for a long time." The chaos of the beautiful scenery after the disaster gradually came to an end. Then, people were caught off guard by the unique winter scenery. It can be said that "how can you see the fragrance of plum blossoms without being chilled to the bone." There is snow everywhere, and there is that Fragrant plum blossoms, pink and bright red. It adds a splendor to the cold winter, and those few touches of red are particularly conspicuous in the white world. The sun came out. Although it was still very cold, it was much better because the clouds had been driven away. Dong, I admire you, your elegance, and your refinement. At the same time, I want to thank you for giving me the courage to overcome difficulties, allowing me to stand higher and go further! Winter's Sixth Grade Composition 2

Plum blossoms are the first of the "Three Friends of Winter" and have been admired by the Chinese nation for thousands of years. It is not afraid of wind and snow, and its flowers bloom in the cold winter. The flowers are pure and pigmented. It can be said that "the sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

The branches of plum blossoms are soft and beautiful. Stylish, in the branches and branches of the tree, plum blossoms as red as blood bloom here and there. The leaves are green, which can be said to be "red flowers should be matched with green leaves". Seen from a distance, the plum blossoms look like flying fairies from the sky; when the wind blows, they are not like tender daffodils whose flowers wither in the winter wind; instead, they stand upright stubbornly, as if to say: "Nothing is difficult in the world."

It blooms in severe winter, and the main colors of plum blossoms are white, yellow and red. Look! That holy pure white is like snow falling for thousands of years; that sunshine-like pale yellow is like Su'e's fairy dancing in the clouds; that passionate Chinese red is like the burning fire of the sun god Apollo... This is not only of ornamental value, but also And its character is extremely noble: it is not afraid of the cold winter and yearns for spring.

Plum blossoms are not flowers that have only ornamental value but are not practical like wild flowers. It can be made into cakes, which have a fragrant and slightly bitter taste and a long aftertaste. Making tea is even more light and nutritious. It is also the first choice for many painters. There are so many precious plum blossom pictures in China at all times and in all over the world, which are all due to everyone's respect for plum blossoms.

Plum blossoms are the ones with the most character, the most spirit, and the most backbone. Over the past thousands of years, our Chinese nation has produced many distinguished and upright figures. Plum blossoms are not afraid of wind and snow. No matter how much bullying and hardship they are subjected to, they always stand upright and refuse to bow their heads. These discerning Chinese people are all the incarnations of plum blossoms. To be a useful person, you must first be a person full of plum blossoms. Sixth Grade Composition of Winter 3

The sun and moon pass through the sky, the rivers flow over the earth, the spring breeze and summer rain, the autumn frost and the winter snow. The colorful nature has cultivated our love for beauty and trained our eyesight to discover beauty. It shows us the colorful nature, where there are beautiful scenery, beautiful emotions, beautiful language, and beautiful seasons.

In spring, the wind is beautiful and the sun is beautiful, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the grass is long and the orioles are flying, and the flowers are in bloom;

In spring, like a little girl, with blooming flowers and branches, smiling in the spring breeze;

Spring, like a strong young man, faces difficulties and makes progress.

Spring is here, and the earth has been sleeping for an unknown amount of time. Today, it finally woke up and opened its eyes happily. The flowers and plants started fighting, the mountains became brighter, and the sun rose shyly.

When spring comes, the earliest little angel of spring, the grass, quietly pokes its head out of the ground. It is so tender and green, as if you can kill them with just a touch. life. Looking at the mountains in the distance, the grass has already spread all over the mountains and plains.

Peach trees, apricot trees, and pear trees, if you don’t let me, and I don’t let you, they are all full of words. The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like clouds, and the white ones are like snow. The flowers are full of fragrance, the bees under the flowers are buzzing, and butterflies of all sizes are flying around. What a beautiful picture, intoxicating.

In winter, “It’s late and I don’t want snow, how can I have a drink?”

In winter, “The road is covered with plum shadows in the cold sand, and the village is filled with light snow and wine.”

In winter, "Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night."

In winter, "in the deep snow in the front village, a branch bloomed last night."

After the baptism of summer rain and autumn frost, Winter is also coming to us. Unlike other places where it snows and the water freezes into ice. In winter here, the river and port exchanges, the air is often filled with moisture, and it rains slightly from time to time. Some households have their doors facing a long bridge and their windows facing the distant mountains. There are mostly trees and woods with branches in the middle. On this picture of a winter countryside, a thin layer of white rain that looks like powder is sprinkled, adding The light background with almost no ink on the upper layer is really beautiful, charming, free and leisurely.

Cold comes and summer comes, and the four seasons change. The experience of the seasons must have left you with many lingering memories. Due to different personalities and experiences, people's feelings about the four seasons vary widely. Of the four seasons throughout the year, which one is your favorite? Sixth grade composition of winter 4

In a distant and cold country, the four seasons are like winter, there is no spring, and there is no fragrance of flowers. People living there have to wear thick cotton clothes to resist the invasion of wind and snow, maybe it is because of the environment! People not only use iron tools to secure doors and windows, but also use expensive gold locks to seal their hearts. They seem to be afraid that others will peek into some secrets. Constant suspicion makes everyone become strange and indifferent. I'm like this too, looking at cold faces over and over again every day. I love this silvery world with a hatred.

Outside the window, the snow is falling, but there is no sense of beauty in my eyes. I have long been familiar with this puppet-like life, and there is still a longing for spring deep in my heart. His eyes glanced aimlessly through the window lattice. Suddenly, a girl who fainted on the ground came into view, which made my always cold and ruthless character become slightly gentler. She always holds my heart, oh! No, no, I have to go take a look. The girl in the snow is wearing a thin long skirt and her feet are bare. She will freeze to death like this! Somehow, I brought her home, and a raging fire lit up, reflecting on the girl's face. She gradually woke up, raised the corners of her mouth to me at 45 degrees, and gave me an expression that she had forgotten for many years. I heard the words that had been covered with dust. For a long time, I heard the sound of my frozen heart cracking. I also imitated her expression and felt the happiness that was far away but returning. oh! This feels so good! The girl told me, "As long as you smile with your heart, even the petrified heart will be moved."

A few days later, the girl was leaving, and she wanted to convey this happiness to people far away. Before she left, she gave me A piece of grass that is extremely rare in our world allows me to continue to help more people feel warm.

I follow the method taught to me by the little girl, and use the key of love to help people open the lock, so that more sunshine can penetrate people's hearts, live a happy and harmonious life, and beautiful days will come. This frozen world...

"Wow--" The smiling postman handed me a letter with both hands, a letter from afar. I took it politely and folded it, feeling a fresh fragrance blowing on my face. Coming, a piece of broad green leaf was written in beautiful handwriting: Warmth stays forever, are you still cold? Don’t forget, spring is here! Never left!

The past is like a projection, turning over quickly. That girl, the girl who brings warmth to me and allows me to bring warmth to everyone.

I thought about it, and a smile appeared on my face. oh! Spring, I still remember it! Winter's sixth grade composition 5

What a lovely term spring is! Since ancient times, people have praised it and hope that it will always be in the world. This is partly because of what the sound and appearance of the word "spring" suggest. "Spring!" Listen, how sonorous and lovely the sound sounds; how neat and symmetrical the shape of the word is! And how many people have praised the winter that truly creates spring from ancient times to the present?

The sky in winter has darkened and there have been more clouds. The fiery red face of the sun has lost its former brilliance and has become haggard and helpless, without any light or heat. The flying and singing birds and other birds have long since disappeared.

The precious flowers, plants and trees have long since withered, but some trees that are not afraid of the cold, such as the "Three Friends of Suihan (pine, bamboo and plum)", are now standing upright by the roadside in the cold wind, showing off Keep your spirit of not being afraid of the cold.

The clothes on the pedestrians on the road have become thicker. The walkers have their heads shrunk, their bodies tightly wrapped, and their hands in their pockets; the cyclists are wearing thick gloves and their bodies are forward. Lean and push forward hard.

The water in the river turned into ice, and the ice was very thin. I thought: If an eagle stands on it, it will definitely break! The little fish that used to be alive and kicking have long since hid under the water!

It’s finally snowing! The heavy snow like goose feathers fell down one after another, like little white dolls falling from the sky. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. I looked out the window. It turned out that the snow had stopped at some point. The snow on the open space outside was already three feet thick. The roof, branches, and roads... were covered with a thick layer of snow. . Children from all families came out. Some of them made snowmen and some had snowball fights. They had a great time. I also joined them. We were sweating profusely from playing, as if it was already a hot summer. As the saying goes: “Auspicious snow heralds a good year.

"I think: There will be a bumper harvest next year.

After winter is spring, which makes us taste the taste of bitterness first and then sweetness. This is the fun of winter in my eyes. Winter's sixth grade composition 6

Today, my favorite teacher took me and my classmates, brother Yu Shutai, brother Cong Jiarun, brother Yang Yunqin, sister Wang Sijiao, to the beautiful Black Dragon Pond for a winter outing.

Once in the dark. At the gate of Longtan, we saw the colorful flowers of Black Dragon Pool in winter, including pink winter jasmine and plum blossoms; there were green bamboos surrounding the beautiful lake, and there were butterflies in three colors: purple, yellow, and red at a T-shaped intersection. Flowers, there are two rabbits above the flowers, one on the left and right of a spring, and there is a flower on the three horizontal lines of the word spring.

Turn right and you will see some small stalls, some selling barbecue; Some are selling snacks; some are selling toys for babies; some are selling out water and drinks; some are selling cold noodles and pea powder in carts, which is particularly fun. I walked deeper and came to a Taoist temple. Let's memorize the couplets on the door. I remember one couplet is like this: The first couplet is: Forty misty rain and clouds on the mountain, and the second couplet is: Two plum blossoms enter the pond.

After exiting the gate of the Taoist temple, There is a pool in front of the gate. One side is crystal clear, and the other side is extremely turbid. There is a lot of moss at the bottom of the pool. There are many small fishes in the clear water pool, but there are also small fish in the muddy pool, but there are only a dozen or so small fish. In the clear water pool, There are countless small fishes, some are white, some are black, some are yellow, some are black and white, and some are yellow and black. There happens to be a little brother feeding the little fish fish food. I see It was very cute to see the little fish fighting for food, so I went to the store and sold a pack of fish food to feed the little fish. After feeding it, the little fish from my little brother's side was attracted. "Wow!" They competed so fiercely that the water splashed. We saw the ancestors of the small fishes. A big goldfish was competing with his family for food. "Oh my god" I suddenly saw a small fish fighting for food. She inserted her head into the mouth of her relatives and almost got eaten. It scared me to death. I really thought the little fish was going to be eaten.

After feeding the fish, we continued to move forward and crawled a few. The stairs lead to another Taoist temple. There are five couplets in that Taoist temple. The first door is the cafeteria, the second door is the Buddhist hall, the third door is the small shop, and the fourth door is the gate. There are couplets at the door of the Buddhist hall. , there are a pair of couplets on each other door. After reading those couplets, the teacher took us to another Taoist temple to see a magical stone statue. As long as we stare at it for half a minute to three minutes, it will come to life, slowly. Emerging from the rocks. It’s amazing!

It’s lunch time. After eating the delicious meal, we rested for a while and continued walking to the Taoist temple. , and after a while I saw a large group of grandparents lining up along the path from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, waiting to get the window grilles! The queue of grandparents became a "beautiful" scenery in Heilongtan.

Our mountain climbing

The goal was the Fixed Wind Tower. We walked about two or three kilometers and then turned two right turns to get there. When we got there, we started the game of couplets. In the first round we No one was right, so we went down the mountain to memorize the couplets together. After we had memorized, we went back up the mountain and started to memorize the couplets. This time, all of us could memorize the couplets, so we started looking for a place to compose poems. After we finished the poems and got the teacher's permission, we started. We went to the amusement park in Heilongtan. My brother Cong Jiarun and Yu Shutai and I played three games: bumper cars, pirate ships and spinners. We spent a total of more than 100 yuan on adults. I will never do that again. I won’t go on the pirate ship or the spinner because I have a fear of heights and spin syndrome.

I’m so happy today. I like today so much. I’m so happy today! Winter's sixth-grade composition 7

The four seasons are like songs, and life is like poetry. After experiencing the blooming flowers in spring, the warm sunshine in summer, and the abundant fruits in autumn, we finally ushered in the snowy winter.

Brother Dongfeng broke into this world happily. He ran east and west, as if he was full of curiosity. His footprints have been left in every corner of the world, and pedestrians on the road will feel the biting coldness of the east wind.

Sister Dongyu also came to us quietly. She often comes into close contact with people, letting those who don’t read the weather forecast have a taste of what it feels like to be caught in the rain. Sister Dongyu landed on the roof of the house and danced happily, wanting to know a great thing. Sometimes, she would naughtily run up to the umbrella and slide down the slope of the umbrella to the ground, like a slide. She would also follow Brother Dongfeng to blow her into the children's room.

Sister Dongxue is the favorite of children, because in winter, children will definitely make snowmen and have snowball fights, and Sister Dongxue will fulfill their wishes. Not only that, Sister Dongxue is also very beautiful and has different shapes. Girls will often look up to the sky, hold their hands in their hands, hoping that snowflakes will fall in their hands. The boy would hide behind a tree, squeeze a snowball, secretly hit his friends, and then have a thrilling snowball fight with his friends.

Brother Hailibing has a bad temper. When he is unhappy, he will get angry and rain hailstones on people. The hailstones fall from the sky like a needle flying down from the sky.

People are most afraid of hail. When they see hail, they immediately run towards their homes for fear of being hit by it.

Look! A child built a snowman with her hands. Her hands were red from the cold, but she still wanted to build a castle to welcome the arrival of Grandpa, the God of Winter.

Song of the East, a cheerful and beautiful song, sung in winter! Winter's Grade 6 Composition 8

On the twenty-second day of the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind is biting. I drove with my father and mother to Xiaowuzhuang, Zhaoxiang, Yinyang, Yancheng, bringing pork, rice, peanut oil, and pastries to visit and express condolences to the poor elderly grandma Jia Shumin.

Under the leadership of local relatives, we came to grandma’s house.

Grandma’s living environment is very poor. The house was dark, damp, had neither ventilation nor light, and felt very cold. Seeing us, grandma's face broke into a smile. She warmly invited us to sit down and took out peanuts for us to eat.

I saw that my grandma had difficulty walking, so I asked her. Grandma sighed: "Hey! The house leaked and it rained continuously. The eldest son died while working in Shenzhen. My wife was so sad that she got a serious illness and passed away. I suffered from cerebral thrombosis last year and my left leg was damaged. Although I am living I can take care of myself, but I can’t do farm work anymore.”

I helped grandma sit down. Bringing a glass of water to grandma: "Grandma, don't be sad. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and we have prepared a gift for you. If you still have any difficulties, tell me and dad, we will help you." Grandma smiled and wiped her tears. : "There is no difficulty. My younger son works in Hainan and comes back after receiving his salary after the Chinese New Year. I also have rural medical insurance, and I can be reimbursed if I am sick." "You came to see me and bought me so many years' worth of goods. I I’m so happy. Thank you!”

It’s noon soon. We waved goodbye to grandma. Before leaving, grandma held my hand and reluctantly left me. Mom fixed the smiling faces of grandma and me in the camera.

"If everyone gives a piece of love, the world will become a beautiful world." On the way home, beautiful singing came from the car DVD. I think about grandma's smiling face and feel very warm and happy. I wish grandma will always have such a smile. Winter's Grade 6 Composition 9

The warm sun in winter quietly climbed onto the window lattice of my house, and the warmth suddenly penetrated my whole room... Then, I seemed to see my grandpa again, his old and kind face. His love on his face is like this ray of sunshine, which warmed my childhood heart.

I remember it was a winter morning, and the sun was shining brightly. I opened my eyes suddenly, ah! Why didn't Grandpa call me? So late! I hurriedly put on my clothes and saw that my grandpa was still hunched over, with his head lowered and struggling to blow the porridge. I didn't say anything, went into the bathroom, washed up randomly, and went to the dining table. "Nanny, grandpa made the porridge cool, so you should hurry up and eat it..." "Ah - you burned me to death, and you said it was cold, you did it on purpose!" I turned around and wiped my tears, and took a bun. He picked up his schoolbag and walked downstairs without looking back. "I hate grandpa! He just lied to me on purpose. I don't believe him anymore." I was very sad. I don’t know, the one who is more sad than me should be my grandpa. After a while, grandpa rushed downstairs quickly, staggering at the last step of the stairs. He was holding a bag in his hand, "You will be hungry after eating so much. Take this to school, don't be hungry anymore." . ah! There were also my favorite custard buns and soy milk, which I immediately put in my schoolbag. Grandpa's back was hunched, and he used his thin, rough hands with broken veins to lift me onto the back seat of the bicycle. I found that my grandfather's hands were so strong!

Grandpa got on the bike, started gasping for breath, and then set off as fast as he could. The wind whistled through my ears and I felt like I was riding a train! "Is it cold? You need to turn up your high collar, otherwise the wind will blow in. Is your breakfast cold? It won't taste good if it's cold. It's not good to be hungry. The temperature will drop again tomorrow..." I don’t know when my grandpa started to nag like my grandma. I was really not used to it. I didn’t answer any questions my grandpa asked, and he didn’t ask any more questions. On the way, I saw an old man handing breakfast to his child. The child turned around and left with his friends without even looking at it. The old man had a look of loss on his face and his eyes were full of sadness. I suddenly remembered the scene of my grandpa hunched over, bending over and lowering his head to blow porridge, and my grandpa's weather-beaten and haggard face appeared in my mind.

When school arrived, I ran into the school gate quickly before I had time to say goodbye. I clutched my schoolbag tightly, because it was filled with my grandpa’s deep love for me! Suddenly, I feel that winter has become a lot warmer, a lot...

Grandpa's love doesn't seem big, but it can fill my heart and fill the whole winter. "Who says that a heart full of grass can repay three rays of spring light?" Grandpa, how should I repay your love? Winter Grade 6 Composition 10

Winter is here, goose-like snow is flying all over the sky, the whole world is wearing a white coat, and pieces of snowflakes are falling from the sky. After a while, the ground, trees, and roofs All turned white. What I wanted to do most when I saw the snow was to have a snowball fight. That day I had a great snowball fight.

In the morning, my friends and I trudged to school through the thick snow. As soon as I arrived at the door of the class, an attacker hit my head with snow. I shouted in pain: "Who is it? You are torturing Wu De, why are you beating me?"

"I looked around and suddenly saw a pair of big, clever eyes with evil intentions. It turned out to be the naughty guy in our class. Just when I was about to ask him why he hit me, he suddenly attacked me again. Fortunately, I hid quickly and didn't let him hit me. I was going to beat him, but I was afraid that he would hit me again, so I quickly ran to the class. There were only a few people in the class having a snowball fight outside. After I packed my things, I went out. As soon as I went out, several snowballs reached my head, waist, and face. I screamed in pain, but they were all smiling proudly. I didn't care. , I picked up the snow and started beating me. No matter who I hit, I beat them very badly. Just when I was laughing, a group of men surrounded me and beat me with snow. I really asked for it. It was so bitter. I shouted and ran to the class. My hair was wet from the snow and I was shivering from the cold. I almost died of anger. I told my good friend about it. He told me: The first snow brings blessings, and those who have been beaten with snow by many people receive the most blessings. After listening to his words, my anger disappeared and I smiled happily.

During the break, we all went to the playground to have a snowball fight. We were all crazy. It seemed like we were back when we were kids. No matter who we were in, we would hit each other when we saw them. Screaming, shouting, and dancing, there was a snowball fight. I was shot in the head more than 20 times and hit by the snow countless times, but I still kept fighting. My clothes were all wet, and my hair felt like it had been washed. But I am still very happy. This is my happiest day at school. I will not forget this wonderful time.