The joy of success in sixth grade composition
Everyone will have a successful experience, and every success will be joyful, so I have succeeded many times. But in my memory, the most profound thing is the first success, which was a hundred times happier than all the subsequent successes.
It was an eight-year-old day, and I was sitting on the ground playing with building blocks. Every time I make a mistake, the building blocks fall off, so I want to learn from the more studious bike I remember, because every time I watch my father go to work, I ride a bike, not to mention how fast it is.
"Dad, I want to buy ... that ... bike!" I stammered to my father.
"What's the matter, want to learn to ride a bike? You little boy, you just bought the building blocks for you, and you can't play with them for a long time. Do you have the patience to learn to ride a bike? " Dad seems to read my mind at a glance.
"I'm sure I can hold on, dad." I slowly lowered my head and said.
"all right." After that, my father went downstairs with him, came to my bike and took it home.
I took my helmet out of the box, put it on my head, buttoned it, put on my knee pads, and went to the empty Humen Park with my father and began to practice.
Dad put me on the bike first and let me teach myself for a while, but I accidentally stepped on the bike and it began to move forward! I had to step on more feet to keep my balance, but as it was my first time riding, I didn't master the skills. I fell on the mud, not to mention how miserable it was, but I didn't lose heart and took the last failure as the driving force this time. Finally, I mastered the skills, kept my balance and rode for about 50 meters. I finally tasted the joy of success.
In this first success, I tasted the first joy in my life.
This afternoon, I was very depressed, because I only got 75 points in the Chinese exam, so I was in a bad mood.
When I got home, I lay in bed as if nothing had happened, wondering why I was so depressed. Just because the Chinese grades are not ideal? Later, I thought about it again. As long as I study hard, I can get better grades in Chinese! Then why don't I review? Is it because of laziness? Diligence can make up for it, and stupid birds fly first. As long as I keep reviewing Chinese, I will get an A in Chinese one day. After that, I started my review plan. I read the Chinese text again and again, and the words were recited again and again. A familiar voice came from the kitchen: "Eat! Today is your favorite chicken wings! " But I study hard like a "wooden head". I used to "fly" like a bird when I heard this voice, but now I seem to be addicted to playing the game of "wooden head". I spent a long time eating out. I eat faster than before tonight. After dinner, I couldn't help rushing into the study and studying hard for ....................................................................................................................................................... The day before the Chinese exam, I was very confident that I could get an A. Sure enough, many things happen. My efforts these days have not been in vain. I got my ideal score-92! This makes me ecstatic. After school, I walked home happily.
This is the score I got through hard work. The joy of success is very sweet. I decided to study harder in the future. Defoe once said a famous saying-the fear of danger is ten thousand times more terrible than the danger itself!
I have had many successes in my life, and I am the hardest. The happiest success is that I can skate.
One day, my mother brought back a skateboard. I am very happy and excited. Set a goal from now on and learn to skate! So that day I quickly finished my homework, paid my mother's bill and dragged her to skateboard. Because this is the first day, I need help. Although she helped me, I fell, covered in dust and black and blue. However, I also gained something. Now I can hold the wall by myself. As soon as I could walk on the wall, I heard that it was almost nine o'clock. Go home! I have no choice but to put the skateboard at home. I thought to myself: I must study tomorrow!
The next day, it was the weekend, and I dragged my skateboard down to practice. All grandparents are doing morning exercises. I finally made room for practice. After practicing for a long time, I finally managed to skate by myself, so I started to skate everywhere. Suddenly, an old man came over, and I fell down before I could brake. I hold it in my hand and feel my right hand when I get up. It hurts when you move.
When I got home, my mother saw that my right hand couldn't move and quickly sent me to the hospital. Upon examination, it was found to be a fracture. How much I hated that skateboard at that time. I was so cruel that I thought I would never skateboard again!
One day, I was bored. I just leafed through the Chinese book and saw lesson 20. The protagonist Tan Qian wrote a book for twenty years and was stolen. He was not knocked down by bad luck. What is my difficulty? Two months later, I started my study again.
I practiced for a few more months and finally got it. I can have today, I want to thank Tan Qian, who made me understand that bad luck can never break faith!
The joy of success in life, there are always different feelings, maybe we have overcome a difficult problem, maybe we have studied it for a long time and finally made it by hand, maybe we have succeeded, maybe we have failed, maybe we …
"Ah-it hurts, whoops-"I shouted.
There are no clouds in Wan Li, white clouds are floating leisurely in the blue sky, flowers are dancing on the grass, and willow branches are flying in the air. On the way, a burst of laughter, we arrived at the long-awaited beach.
Look! Mom is building blocks with her brother! They built a luxurious beach castle. What about me and dad? We are swimming, but for people like me who don't know anything about swimming, it's even harder than going to heaven.
"To learn to swim, you must learn to hold your breath first." Dad said word for word. What? Hold your breath! I don't hold my breath at all. Let me dive into the water. It's okay if I don't choke to death. Forget it, let's try! I took a deep breath first and then my head sank. "Gollum-"I kept spitting bubbles into the water, and my father was timing: "One, two, three ..." Less than three seconds later, I came out of the water and looked at my father as if I had held my breath for a few minutes.
Dad said to me in a joking tone, "I only endured it for three seconds."
"Three seconds? What took you three seconds? The young lady put up with all her strength for three seconds. " Don't scare me. I thought I'd put up with it for a minute. I thought and said in my heart.
It's okay. Let's do it again. One second, three seconds, five seconds ... five seconds, progress, go on!
"Oh, great!" I finally learned to hold my breath. I endured it for three minutes.
Then my father taught me breaststroke. Push your legs outward into a figure of eight, press your hands down again, and then raise your head and take a deep breath at the moment when your hands are pressed. ...
After an afternoon of study, I can swim breaststroke cleanly. I am really ecstatic. This may be the joy of success.
The joy of living and succeeding is not to win sympathy with tears, but to win applause with sweat.
-inscription
Summer, quietly, slipped away from the embrace of spring. Clouds are swaying, lighter than butterflies. Poplar catkins are all over the sky, enjoying the afternoon sunshine. Elegant magnolia, lush green leaves but not sharp, fragrant and elegant.
This is another sports meeting. On the huge playground, the blood is boiling and the crowd is crowded.
Before the starting gun rang, the first athlete went out with a bang like a missile on fire ... "Come on! The last one! " Warm cheers came to me from all directions. I grabbed the baton and ran to the finish line with all my strength, and there was a rustling wind in my ear. The wind blows on me like a cold hand stroking the mountains.
Suddenly, the whistle sounded and the red ribbon fluttered around my waist. The wind blows light and shadow, broken and long and narrow. A referee wearing a cap, a timer, a dark blue tracksuit and black sneakers came up to me. "Congratulations, you won the first place in the relay race!" The referee said with a smile.
"Students, let's applaud our athletes with the warmest applause and create new achievements for our class!" The teacher lifted her hair and smiled like a flower, put down her sun hat and motioned for us to stand up. At the moment I stood up, a little pride and joy came to my mind, and we succeeded. ...
On the telephone pole, the bird's wings rise and fall, and the gray jumps. I took off the number cloth on my chest and looked up into the distance. In the twilight, the drunken boat slowly rowed to the afterglow of the sunset. It's getting dark and the night wind is swaying.
On that day, I tasted the joy of success, and in the envy of everyone, I saw a brand-new myself.
The joy of success in our life, only pay can gain, and the more you pay, the more we gain.
I remember that I won the first place in the fifth grade 1500m men's team in the autumn sports meeting of senior one, which was the result of my "hard work" on the battlefield. At that time, Zhang Wei and I were the only ones in the class ... a gunshot, and I started to run, maintaining the second place with my own speed 1/2. After a lap, the first runner ran too slowly, and his temper was a little urgent. I couldn't help it anymore. I used 2/3 speed, in the first place. I slowly dumped the people behind me, ten steps, twenty steps, thirty steps. In less than two minutes, I finished five laps and someone was dumped by me. My endurance is beyond the reach of ordinary people. I am either the champion or the runner-up in every long-distance race. So after five laps, I still feel more than half of my energy. Run to the sixth class and start to speed up slowly and release energy. "ah! Ah! " I am secretly cheering for myself. In the last half lap (that is, the last 100 meter), my inner soul broke out and ran like a bull on the rampage when it saw the red cloth, running all the way to the finish line. At the moment I reached the finish line, I cried. In my tears, there are not only the results of my hard work, but also the joy of success from the heart! I looked at the sky and thought, "I finally felt the joy of success, and I finally broke my inner soul!" " "Thought of here, I shed a tear, which contains the yearning for the future and the joy of success.
How sweet the joy of success is! How brilliant the joy of success is! How proud the joy of success is! How happy the joy of success is! How happy success is. ...
The joy of success in the sixth grade composition 7 "Perseverance is a major factor of success. As long as the knocking at the door is loud enough, you can wake people up. " After many failures, I finally gained a successful experience. ...
That day, I asked my mother to take me skating. When I came to the skating rink, I saw a sea of people on the field, which was very lively. So I couldn't wait to put on my skates and skate forward desperately. Who knows that when I stepped on my foot, I fell to the ground with a bang. Staring at the stars, everyone around you laughed. I rubbed my aching arm, stupefied and never dared to try again. ...
On the court, so many children who look much younger than me flashed by me one by one, skilled and chic. I suddenly gave birth to an indomitable spirit, so I bravely shook off my mother's hand and stubbornly walked into the skating rink again. I grasped the fence tightly and carefully controlled my foot to prevent it from slipping too far ... In this way, slowly, I finally found a little feeling and gradually learned to stand. Although it is still unstable, it is enough to support me to move forward slowly. Next, I began to learn to skate. I asked my mother to hold my hand and gently pull it forward. I have repeatedly experienced the sliding action, trying again and again: falling down, getting up, falling down again, getting up again ... after countless times of practice, I am finally able to slide forward freely by myself! I feel like a climber who "all other mountains look small under the sky". . I am no longer afraid of the daunting cliff, but a pleasure after conquering the natural barrier. That feeling is really cool!
After all this, I finally tasted the joy of success! I see: how can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain! Only by persistent efforts can you succeed!
The joy of success in the sixth grade composition 8 "Seize every minute of life and go all out to realize the dream in your heart. How can you see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" No one can succeed casually ... "Whenever this" True Hero "rings in my ear, the scenes of the past slowly emerge in front of my eyes.
Since the third grade, the biggest difficulty in my study life is writing. No matter how hard I try, my writing level has not improved.
I remember when the fourth grade summer vacation was coming, I began to worry. Because in order to improve my writing level, my father made me a study plan of "writing a composition in three days and writing a diary in one day", asking me to observe things in my life carefully and write them in fluent sentences according to the theme he chose.
On the first day of the implementation of the plan, I racked my brains and couldn't write a word, so I gave up. The next day, I was still a nephew who played lanterns-the same (uncle). On the afternoon of the third day, under the reprimand of my father, I walked slowly to the desk. Facing the paper and pen on the table, I am 10 million reluctant. No matter how I want to write well, I don't know what to write. So I wrote a random letter to deal with dad. Dad saw that I was not serious and didn't embarrass me, so he found some composition books and said to me, "You should be serious in everything you do. Look at these composition books first and see how others write them. "
After reading those composition books, I gradually understood the basic point of writing: to accumulate from life bit by bit and carefully observe every detail in life. After realizing some doorways, I began to practice writing seriously. A summer vacation has passed, and my composition level has been greatly improved. In the past, when I saw the composition, my heart was blocked. Now I am right.
I am very interested in writing, because I finally tasted the joy of success.
From this experience, I understand that everything has to go through storms, stand the test, and make continuous efforts to succeed.
The joy of success, success and failure are both essential. First of all, I have to experience setbacks to succeed. After all, I also succeeded.
At that time, the sports art festival of our school was over, and a tug-of-war competition for grade six was organized in the afternoon.
Before the competition, the teacher selected some strong students as players. We play against class 6 16. Our class is like a leopard about to explode, and the momentum of class 6 16 should not be underestimated!
"beep!" The game is on! We both grabbed the rope. Without me in it, I played the second round. Both sides began to exert their strength! The students in our class applauded the players and shouted "Come on", hoping to increase the morale of our players. I didn't expect this move to really work, and our morale increased greatly. As soon as we pushed hard, we drew the red line closer to our white line.
However, I don't know what happened. Our team members were so proud that they were pulled back by each other at once! Then the other side pushed hard, and the result can be imagined: we lost!
Why? Wasn't that great just now? How can you lose at once? Ronaldinho, who just left the field next to me, interrupted my train of thought: "I just don't know why my feet are soft and I can't contribute." After that, he patted me on the shoulder: "You have to refuel!"
After listening to this sentence, I got up and shook my clothes, drank saliva, calmed down and walked onto the stage. This time, the teacher changed his mind, and the students in the middle school stood in front, while the students with great strength worked hard behind.
"beep!" The sound of the game rang again. My left hand is in front and my right hand is in the back. My feet are starting to pull! The strength of the other party is really not small! I immediately pulled the red line to their position. I gritted my teeth and stepped back hard. Other students saw my movements and followed suit. Gradually, the red line slowly moves towards us. I try my best to suck milk, and others are no exception. "shh!" We won! In the end, we narrowly won by 3-2.
I won the game! My heart is full of pride and joy, and we succeeded! I tasted the joy of success!
I firmly believe that many things can't get results without failure, and this result is called success!
The joy of success in the sixth grade composition 10 This hot summer vacation, I started a long life journey.
Doing housework from childhood: sweeping the floor, cleaning the glass, washing dishes, washing clothes ... When my mother sees it, she always praises me a few words of "good" from time to time. At this time, although I understood that I was praising me, I was still a little lost and puzzled: in my impression, why did my mother never say "great" or "great"? At noon that day, the opportunity came.
When my mother came back this day, she looked tired and couldn't cook at all. Before she could speak, I volunteered, "Mom, I'll take care of lunch." After that, I strode confidently into the kitchen, without seeing my mother's comforting eyes behind me.
When I entered the kitchen, I couldn't help secretly complaining: What should I do if I burn myself? What if you put too much salt? What should I do if the fried food tastes bad? ..... At that time, my mind was full of all kinds of rotten vegetables, and I, a person with rich cooking experience at ordinary times, panicked at this moment, and my head was almost unbearable! So I shook my head to get rid of all the bad dishes. Dark call: "Come on, I'll fight!" " Then start washing vegetables, cutting vegetables and cooking. I didn't make any mistakes because it was a good opportunity to show. I excitedly brought a dish to the table, and my mother looked at me with a smile and said, "Not bad!" " She took a bite of chopsticks and her face slowly turned to surprise. She stood up, hugged me and said, "Great! You are so good at speculation! " At this moment, the expression on her face is happy and her heart is really excited.
I see, not all athletes can win gold medals; Not everything can be done well; But how much you pay and how much you get. I believe that everyone has his own contribution and his own harvest. At this moment, the excitement in my heart comes from the joy of harvest.
The joy of success in sixth grade composition 1 1 success is like a cotton candy, which melts in your mouth and flows into your heart; Success is like a starlight, which lights up sweet dreams; Success is like a dessert, which is memorable after tasting; One day I also tasted the joy of success.
One day I came home from school, opened my schoolbag and took out my homework. I know all these problems, and I can't help feeling smug. But when I finished the last question, my pen stopped. I have never seen this problem. What should I do? I began to get into trouble. Suddenly, my sister saw me frown. Knowing that I was in trouble, she said to me, "You can check the computer to do the problem." Yes, I suddenly turned on the computer like a straw I was shocked when I was close to the answer. It seems that there are two people talking in my head. One is saying, "Yin Siqi, you shouldn't do this." The other said, "Nothing, the teacher doesn't know anyway." My mind is as noisy as a swarm of bees. At this time, my mother grabbed my hand and said to me earnestly, "If you violate your integrity and use plagiarism to solve the problem, you won't understand it in the end, so why do you do it?" "I see." I said to my mother. I put down the mouse, knew the mistake, went back to my desk and started to do the problem again. I checked that there was no blank space on the paper. Until evening, my mother asked me to eat, and I didn't hear it. God helps those who help him. He solved it for an hour and finally succeeded. I jumped up with joy and kept shouting, "I succeeded, I succeeded." At this time, I feel hungry. My mother brought me delicious food. When you eat it, you feel that the rice is so sweet and the food is so fragrant.
Through this incident, I understand that nothing is impossible as long as there is perseverance, as long as kung fu is ground into a needle.
The joy of success in grade six is the first time, but who can really understand and cherish this first time? My first success is still engraved on my heart and imprinted on my mind.
When I was in the third grade of primary school, I got good grades in math. Therefore, my math teacher set me a goal-to get full marks. Because she is also my head teacher, I am required to get 98 points or above in Chinese. God, I'm shocked. In my opinion, this is an astronomical figure. What do we do? Everyone makes mistakes! When I got home, I told my parents about it. Mother said, "Don't worry. I believe: as long as you work harder this time and pay twice as much sweat, you will succeed. Besides, I'll buy you a plate of crayon Shinchan. " At that time, I loved to watch crayon Shinchan. From then on, I really began to study hard. Consciously recite mathematical formulas, multiplication formulas and Chinese texts every day. Later, after the exam, I went to school to get the paper. At breakfast, Teacher Yang Ran came to me and said, "Little Dusu, you got double marks. Great! " Ah! Are you kidding? I quickly put down the unfinished steamed bread and ran to the classroom. On my desk, there are two big "100" printed on my paper. Really? I rubbed my blurred eyes. Yes, it's true. "ah! I succeeded! " I cheered in the classroom, like a happy swallow. When I got home, I told my parents happily, and they all smiled with relief. Of course, my mother bought me plates and my father bought me comic books.
The first success not only strengthened my confidence, but also brought me joy. It also inspired me a lot: in the journey of life, it is impossible to be smooth sailing, and there will be some bumps and twists and turns more or less. Although the struggle is hard, as long as you pay, you will gain something and succeed again and again!
Oh, it feels good to be successful!
The joy of success in the sixth grade composition 13 Some people long for freedom, some people long for flying, and I long for success. How proud I was at the moment of success. Success is like a kind of strength, which makes me brave and strong.
Think about it, it should be the fifth grade last semester. I wrote a composition called "GuoGuoZou". Teacher Wang read it and said that I wrote well. He gave me the address of "Yantai Little Writer" and asked me to send it to the mailbox, which might be published in the newspaper. I am very excited. When I got home, I couldn't wait to turn on the computer, chose the most beautiful stationery in the mailbox and finished typing the 600-word article myself. After clicking Send, I am very excited and hope to publish it very much, because if I succeed, it will be the first time to publish an article in my life and the first step to realize my dream as a writer. In the days of waiting for news, my heart seems to be pulled by something and I can't let it go.
One night, I just finished my homework and came out of the room when I heard the phone ring and my mother answered it. After a while, my mother said to me, "Zhu Jin, come, it's Miss Wang's phone." Teacher Wang? I have a question in my heart. What do you want from me?
"Jinxiu," Mr. Wang's kind voice rang out on the phone. "Your Guo Guo Zou has been published. I will give it to you tomorrow. Congratulations! "
"Ah, ok, goodbye, teacher!" I was so happy that I forgot "thank you, teacher".
After hanging up the phone, I was relieved. I swam in the ocean of joy, and my mood was twice as good as what I saw. I finally tasted the taste of success, and the success I longed for really came. Everyone is proud of me, proud of me.
The next day, the teacher praised me in the class, saying that I was the first person in the class to change the pen into the type. After class, my classmates are still scrambling to read my newspaper. My heart is sweeter than honey.
The success I longed for has finally come true. I'm not proud of it, but it's what keeps me growing.
Sixth grade composition 14 the joy of success, what a happy thing! However, before I succeeded, I also tasted a lot of failure.
It was a sunny day in the summer vacation. I went climbing with my parents, uncle and aunt. Mountain, how steep and towering you are. I am not afraid of you. Standing at the foot of the mountain, I made up my mind: I must climb this mountain and enjoy the magnificent scenery.
I struggled to climb up step by step. The mountain is getting higher and steeper. I was almost scared by its momentum, and I was a little scared. Suddenly, my foot slipped and I felt like a stone falling into a deep valley. ...
A voice came from my ear: "Be careful, it's really thrilling!" My uncle grabbed me and taught me how to control my center of gravity. I listened to my uncle and challenged the top of the mountain.
My body hangs low, my hands are desperately grasping the poplars on both sides, and I will never give up in the face of difficult tests! I climbed up carefully step by step. Suddenly, I stepped on another stone, and it looked like I was going to roll down again. I had a brainwave and grasped a tall poplar tree with both hands. It was like a brave soldier, protecting the life of our climbers.
I'm almost there! The infinite scenery on the top of the mountain is waiting for me! I tried my best, but I was accidentally stabbed by a rose on the side of the road, and bright red blood came out. I thought: God must have set a barrier to prevent me from succeeding, and I won't give up easily! I endured the pain and finally climbed to the top of the mountain. I was so happy that I saw the infinite scenery! "I succeeded." I cheered, and at the same time I felt the whole world cheering for me to overcome difficulties: "I succeeded, I succeeded!" " "
15 On Tuesday, our school held a star awarding ceremony for 1 1 June Star Squadron. All the students are eager for the long-awaited four-star squadron. I am no exception. I've been thinking to myself, "Six (4) and a half is great. I can definitely get into the four-star squadron. I always can't get it for Class (2). " At that time, I was at
Xu teacher came out and announced. He first announced that there were many three stars, and he was in the sixth grade.
When he read Class Six (1), everyone began to get nervous: some students held hands, as if praying for God to give us four stars; Some students stand on tiptoe, as if to look at the teacher's paper with their eyes; Some students are sweating nervously ... When he saw that Class 6 (3) was closed, we were relieved, but we were worried that it was a two-star class. This is because the teacher said, "The four-star squadron is ..." We all cocked our ears, class six (2), class six (4) and class six (5). "At this point, the teacher said. But there is a smile on everyone's face, which is sweet in the heart and sweet in the brain. When Xiaojun went up to get the stars, the students craned their necks and clearly saw four shining stars. These four stars are hard-won, a hard work, a harvest. The taste of success is beyond words, we succeeded!
Friends, when you succeed, you should say loudly: "I succeeded!" " "
Let you feel the taste of success. If you fail, don't say to yourself, "I am the best." I'm really trying. I will succeed next time! " "
Have you ever had the joy of success? You also come and tell me!