Selected compositions from Unit 7 of Volume 1 for Grade 6?
Composition 1 of the seventh unit of the first volume of the sixth grade: My little ducks
My family has three little ducks. Every morning before going to school, I put the ducklings in the river in front of my door. The little duck came out of the cage and flapped its wings and swam quickly into the water. I happily went home and fed the little duck some rice. I came to the river and as soon as I put down the bowl, my duckling flew to my side to grab the food. The eight ducklings raised by my neighbor also came to grab the food. After a while, the 11 ducklings filled the bowl. The bowl of rice was finished. A duckling has a characteristic when eating. It has to put the rice into the water before it eats it.
The duckling’s white and yellow down feels soft to the touch. When you pick it up, it quacks in fear. The duck's feet are like maple leaves, which can be used as pulp. The duck relies on this "little pulp" to swim in the water.
One day, when my grandma drove the ducklings home, I saw that one of the ducklings had soft feet and was staggering when it walked. I was very sad, so I took the little duck away. The duck was picked up and put into the cage where it lived. When grandma went to feed the duck, the soft-footed duck no longer grabbed food as usual, but slept lazily on the side. I immediately took the small fish and shrimps I caught today and fed them to the duckling on the palm of my hand. The duckling was full quickly. After feeding the ducklings, I went to ask my mother and said, "Mom, one of the ducklings has soft feet. Is there anything you can do?" My mother said calmly, "Yes, take a sip of wine and spray it on the duckling's feet." If you put it on your body, it will be fine." I put the wine in my mouth, endured the smell of alcohol, pouted, and sprayed the wine on the duckling.
The next day, I went to see the little duck again, and its feet were really weak. It returned to its companions again, and I jumped up and down with joy.
Composition 2 of the seventh unit of the sixth grade volume: The autobiography of the giant panda
Hi! Hello everyone! My name is the giant panda, and I am a national treasure of China. As early as more than 10 million years ago, I was active on the earth. There are only two colors in my body, black and white. My original name was Cat Bear, but people always liked to call my name upside down.
I am very rare on the earth, so I am particularly popular. No matter which country I go to, there will be a "Panda Fever". During an Olympic Games, the athletes called me the mascot. After the competition, China sent several giant pandas to go wild with the athletes!
I like swimming very much, and I always spend a few hours in the pond with my friends every day. I like to eat bamboo, and I eat dozens of kilograms of bamboo every day. Sometimes, when the mood strikes, I will catch a mouse and eat it.
I have grown up and it’s time to find a partner. Another companion and I both fell in love with a female panda. In order to show my bravery, I started a fight with the other panda. I pretended to hit her with my hands, and when she wasn't paying attention, I jumped on him and bit him. Blood flowed from his face. In the end, he covered his wounds and ran away.
Now, I not only have a beautiful wife, but also two cute little pandas!
Composition 3 of the seventh unit of the sixth grade volume: Little White Rabbit
My favorite little animal is the little white rabbit.
It is pure white all over, with a pair of big sapphire-like eyes and two long ears, as if it is listening to every little movement at home; it has a short tail, and its mouth is Open it wide and expose its two front teeth, which makes it even cuter.
The little white rabbit likes to eat vegetables and carrots. It ate carrots and bit the delicious radish with its two front teeth "click, click", eating it with relish!
I remember one time, I went to my grandma's neighbor's house to play, and they raised A cute little white rabbit. At first, it was not only unfamiliar to me, but also didn’t even look at me! I had an idea and thought of a good idea: I took some carrots and threw them in, and then I walked to the edge and looked at it secretly. When it saw that no one was around, it ate the carrots. I walked over quietly. The little white rabbit became a little familiar with me. I was very happy. Slowly, I became more and more familiar with the little white rabbit and became good friends.
I continue to play with it. But after a while, I went back.
The little white rabbit looked at me reluctantly, as if telling me: "Remember to visit me often in the future!" I also said to the little white rabbit: "Okay, I will definitely come when I am free, please wait. Follow me!" Then I reluctantly left.
This is my favorite little animal - the little white rabbit.
Composition 4 of Unit 7 of Volume 1 of Sixth Grade: Big Magpie
When I returned to my hometown on October 1, my father asked for a big magpie from my uncle’s house. Its fur was purple. And black, with a particularly long tail, a pair of strong feet holding the cage hard, and a pair of big eyes staring at me. The long mouth was still eating, so I named it "Maga".
When I first brought it back, it was very scared and looked around warily. Once, I fed it food, and it hid aside in fear. After I left, it ate hungrily. After a while, as I became familiar with the environment, I was no longer as scared as when I first arrived, and I could often hear its "quacking" sound.
"Maga" is a clever guy. When I was at my uncle's house, he had a very precious bird. "Maga" was afraid that the uncle would be partial, so he first destroyed the bird's nest, then pecked the bird to death and buried it. When the uncle came back, the bird was gone and he was very anxious. Later, when his children were digging in the soil, he dug out the dead bird. When he saw that the bird's eyes and head were pecked to pieces, it turned into a bloody mess. I suddenly understood the truth of the matter!
Once, I saw it playing hard in the water and wanted to give it a bath, so I poured some warm water into a basin, and it shouted happily, "Gah!" Ga!" Then he jumped into the water and shook vigorously, leaving water all over the floor. After washing, I wanted to wipe its feathers, but it didn't cooperate. The feathers stood up all of a sudden. I had no choice but to blow it with a hair dryer, but when I blew it, I found that its feathers had already become dry. After drying, it turns out that its feathers have never been soaked by water. This is really a surprise. I need to study hard and figure it out in the future.
When I saw its long tail, I couldn't help but think of the jingle that people made up for it in life: "Maga, Maga, the tail is long. When you marry a wife, you forget your mother." I can't help but think of it. Chant it softly.
This cute "horse" brings fun to my life. After finishing my homework, I went to the balcony to tease it, and it kept barking "Gah! Gah!" .
I like my "Maga!" very much
Composition 5 of the seventh unit of the first volume of the sixth grade: My family's flower warrior-the big rooster
Grandma's house There is a mighty big rooster. It has a red crown, like a blooming cockscomb. Its colorful feathers that sparkle in the sun are particularly beautiful on its body. There are also orange mouths and feet, as if they have been painted. Those bright eyes stare at everything, very powerful.
Grandma gave him a special name called "Flower Warrior". Maybe it’s because it’s beautiful and majestic! You see, even the way it stands is full of military demeanor, it’s very majestic.
Once, the neighbor’s white goose came to grandma’s house to compete with “Flower Warrior” for food. When "Flower General" saw it, he became angry and ran away in front of the white goose. He screamed "oh oh oh" as if to remind the white goose: "Don't touch my food, otherwise I won't be angry with you." The white goose listened, pretended not to hear, lowered its head and continued to grab food. Seeing this, the "Flower General" quickly flapped his wings and bit off a handful of feathers from the white goose's head, and "flowers" immediately bloomed on the white goose's head. Not to be outdone, the white goose also flapped its wings and bit the "flower" off the "flower general"'s head. "Flower General" saw that the white goose was not easy to deal with, so he used his unique skill - to push the white goose down with his ***.
Seeing that he could not defeat the "Flower General", White Goose ran away along the wall. After the white goose escaped, "Flower Warrior" shook his neck to shake off the feathers bitten by the white goose, then walked to the lunch box to eat his fill, then walked to the water tank to drink enough water, and finally didn't know where he ended up. Show off your abilities.
"Flower General", although I haven't seen you for two years, your beauty and power will always remain in my heart.