In the sixth grade, my major is composition 1. My specialty is making instant noodles and dragon board. I want to start by making instant noodles.
In fact, I didn't want to make pickled noodles at first, because I thought I could do whatever I wanted. I used to like sauerkraut rice noodles, but I think sauerkraut rice noodles are very dry. So, once, I ate a bowl of sauerkraut noodles, which was delicious, so I said to my mother, "teach me how to make sauerkraut noodles." My mother agreed. One day at noon, my mother taught me how to make instant noodles. My mother said, "Wash the basin first. Grab some noodles, soak them in hot water for one to three minutes, then put them on a plate, add soy sauce, chopped green onion and oil, and stir together for three minutes. " I remember, once I made instant noodles, and I ate them after eating. Halfway through, my mother took a bite and said, "Ah, son, why do you put so much soy sauce?" I said, "No, I only put two spoonfuls, and it tastes ok." Mother said helplessly, "Don't put too much soy sauce in the future." Me: "Oh", thinking: No, it's not very salty, just right …
It's time to say dragon board skating. Actually, the dragon card belongs to my cousin. At the earliest, my little brother learned to skate dragon board. My little brother teaches my cousin, and my cousin teaches me. A few days later, my cousin's skateboarding skills were higher than my younger brother's. This is shine on you and better than blue …
My cousin taught me to skate dragon board. When I was studying, I was afraid of wrestling, so I asked my cousin to help me skate. Soon I can skate the dragon board without others' help, but I have to warm up. I remember one thing that made me angry. At Wal-Mart, the elder brother of the Little Brother Church skated the dragon board before the start, but I saw a man skating the dragon board. The dragon card is finished. We waited a long time. He said to me, "Do you want a dragon card?" At that time, I didn't know how to skate the dragon board, and I didn't want to skate, so I answered "No" and the man said "Forget it". As a result, the younger brother and cousin said, "You don't want it, we want it." Then, he kept scolding me and didn't have any say at all. This incident makes me very angry. I think the first thing to learn is that you want to learn this thing. Not only that, there are ways.
In the afternoon, the sunny and lifelike clay figurine stood on the table. Next to a pair of black hands still holding. In a short time, a lifelike clay figurine was born. This is my specialty-clay figurines. And that's how my major was trained.
Last summer, I was at my grandparents' home in Jiangxi. What's their disadvantage? They won't let me play. It's boring. Grandpa looked at me like a withered flower all day and taught me to pinch clay figurines.
Grandpa took a handful of clay, walked a little, squeezed it from east to west, and soon became a lifelike villain. I am very excited inside and want to be a realistic clay figurine like grandpa. So, I immediately went to get some and put them in my hand. However, the final result is terrible. A lump of unknown things stood beside that delicate little man, just like an ugly duckling meeting a white swan. I was so depressed that I stood by with my head down and said nothing. Grandpa comforted me: "Don't be dejected and despondent, when your grandfather first learned, it was worse than you!" " Then he said, "Before you pinch it, describe the villain in your mind first, and then pinch it. Remember, you must hold your breath and don't be impatient! " I squeezed it according to grandpa's method, and sure enough, the clay figurine squeezed out was much better than before. So, I insist on squeezing a clay figurine every afternoon to make myself more skilled.
In an art class, the teacher wanted to take a classmate to the stage to demonstrate the clay figurine. I proudly raised my hand and thought: it's time for me to show my talents! I stepped onto the stage and quickly pinched one. I just wanted to pick it up when I heard a "click" and the clay figurine's head fell off! This can make students laugh at it. I blush like a mature prawn, but I am not reconciled! At this time, the teacher asked me to do it again, but my heart kept echoing grandpa's words: "Don't be impatient!" " The clay figurine I made for the second time was exquisite and solid, which was praised by teachers and classmates. I am so happy in my heart!
Every time I pinch a clay figurine, I get drunk. Unexpectedly, clay figurines became my specialty.
One day, my parents were on a business trip and I was alone at home. On this day, I learned to fry tomatoes. I was both excited and sad.
My stomach growls when I watch TV. I think, mom is not at home, and I can't cook. What should I eat? I ran to the refrigerator and found there was nothing left, only tomatoes my mother bought from the vegetable market. I think, just make a plate of delicious tomatoes.
Then I remembered how my mother fried tomatoes. Mother put the tomatoes in the refrigerator in a big bowl, poured some water, and tore the skins of the tomatoes in the bowl in a few minutes. Cut the tomatoes into pieces, then put the pot on the stove, then turn on the fire, then pour the oil into the pot, and then pour the vegetables into the pot and stir-fry them back and forth. After a while, all kinds of spices were put into the pot and fried. Soon, a plate of tomatoes came out of the pot.
Then, I started cooking like my mother. I washed the tomato and cut it into pieces, but the cut was uneven and I accidentally cut my hand. I wanted to give up in my heart, but my stomach started screaming again. I have no choice but to continue. Then, I didn't know what salt was like, so I put a bottle of white objects in it, and finally my tomatoes fried. I couldn't wait to take a bite: "Ah-it tastes terrible!"
This cooking made me understand how hard it is for my mother to eat three meals a day!
In the sixth grade, my specialty composition 4. In life, everyone has his own skills that he is very good at. Today, I will tell you about my major.
My specialty is playing chess. When I was in primary school, my father and I often went running at Agricultural University. Once, we found an entertainment facility in an agricultural university. There are facilities for pedaling and swinging, but the facilities with the largest number of people, the most fun and the longest queue time are chessboards. There are four seats around the board. After waiting for a long time, it was finally my turn and dad's.
My father and I sat in our seats and started playing chess. After arranging the pieces, we began to play chess. After a while, I was "eaten" by my father, and the pieces on my father's side were almost intact. I am very anxious. Before long, I was cornered and sleepy by my father. Only then did I know that my father beat me because he had played chess before and had experience, but I refused to give up.
After searching for information on the Internet, I finally fully understood how to use all kinds of chess pieces, such as the horse's "Tian" and the elephant's "Chang", and also understood that some moves were illegal. For example, although a horse can walk in many places, if there is any piece attached to it and it is still in the direction you want to jump, you can't jump in that direction. I also learned various tactics. Once I finally won a game. Later, in the battle between my father and me, my skills continued to improve and I fell in love with playing chess completely. Because I didn't have time to go to Agricultural University to play chess all the time, my father bought new elephant boards and chess pieces, and then we played chess at home. Even if we don't play chess, I will go online to find information related to chess when I have time.
Although I can play chess better than the people around me, there are always people who can play chess better than me. Although I have little time to play chess now, I will continue to improve my specialty, tap other specialties and have more specialties.
In the sixth grade, I am good at writing 5. The students in our class are all literate and martial arts, and cooking, drawing and playing Go are always different. My unique skill is to turn a pen that looks easier to do than to do.
Once I attended a cram school, I was practicing pen rotation while walking, when a classmate came over and stared: "Can you spin a pen?" ! "I learned it not long ago. Let me tell you what I can do. I can show you anything you want. " I feel refreshed, so I'll take the most basic stairs first, let the pen pass through the thumb of my right hand one by one, then turn around, from the little finger to the ring finger, to the middle finger and back to the index finger. Repeatedly, the pen turns faster and faster, and gradually makes a "whirring" sound like the wind.
I think it's too monotonous, so I should have another whirlwind return, so I first lifted the stairs to the little finger, then rotated hard, skipped the ring finger, middle finger and index finger, and finally threw them up and caught them. The perfect "whirlwind return" was completed, and the students were amazed and their mouths were almost closed! Later, several students came to see it. After playing here for a while, I think I will use another throw-and-take round. The difficulty of this toss and turn is that the pen will accidentally fall to the ground, but it took me a week to catch it. I concentrated, picked up the pen and threw it up, catching it quickly and accurately with my little finger. Turn one finger at a time, turn to the index finger, and then skip the middle finger and turn to the thumb directly, so that the middle finger and index finger can turn, and it is best not to stop. The students watched my pen keep flying in their hands, full of tricks, and they were amazed again and again. After watching my performance, I exclaimed, "Your pen is so handsome!" Others shouted, "Wow, can you teach me? Cool! "
Actually, I won't, but one day after class, my friend Yang Daowei volunteered to teach me how to spin. That night, I worked hard behind closed doors and failed many times. Until I became proficient and everything paid off, I learned to turn my pen.
Since that incident, I have named myself "Zhuanbihe". Finally, I caught up with the pen-turning king in our class and even praised me. He studied for several months, and I learned it in a few days. I must work harder to keep my cool nickname.
In the sixth grade, my masterpiece composition 6 said, "Eighteen kinds of martial arts, everything is a good play." And I am so thin and ordinary, I also have special skills. That's climbing the wall.
At first, I was afraid to climb the wall because I was afraid of being killed. Later, a bold girl in our class encouraged me to practice this skill.
Let me tell you the secret of climbing the wall. It's actually quite simple. There are three tricks, that is, "grab, push and go." Grasping is grasping the top of the wall with both hands. If some students are short, they should put a brick under their feet. Pedal means holding them with your hands and pedaling hard with your feet, and they will "fly" as lightly as swallows. The last resort is to leave, which is also the most dangerous one. When walking, walk on the wall. When walking, there should be no distractions. Thinking about the east and west, I accidentally fell off the wall. So I want to tell you: "dangerous action, please don't imitate it, it's very dangerous."
I remember one time, the osmanthus in the township government near my home was blooming, and it was thyme, so my sister and I went to pick it. The osmanthus tree grows against the wall, and we shake it. Soon, it began to rain with osmanthus flowers overhead. However, it was too wasteful to shake it like this, so I climbed onto the wall to pick it. Ten minutes later, a mineral water bottle was filled with osmanthus.
As the saying goes: "One minute on stage, ten years off stage." Let me change it: "I want to have a skill and practice my basic skills hard." Do you think so?
Now, I am a cyclist. I can not only go down the stairs, but also have fun. But this is not bragging, but it is not easy to learn.
I was all thumbs at first, so I asked my friends to help me. As soon as I stepped on it, I thought it was easy. As a result, I fell off the car at once and it hurt terribly. I stepped on it again without waiting for me to sit down. My hand seems to have changed, and I no longer listen to my control. I turned left for a while, turned right for a while, and finally fell down. My friend commands me like a commander, and I ride slowly like a tame lamb. Riding, riding, I told my friend to let go. As soon as he let go, I rode it smoothly. I said loudly, "I learned." I fell down as soon as I spoke. I said, "Well, I haven't." After a while, I really learned. I rode on the road in my hometown and felt the joy of learning to ride a bike.
From this incident, I understand a truth: nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind. No matter what you do, you must work hard and never give up halfway, otherwise you will be a real loser, a coward and can't do anything well. Don't be afraid of hardship, how can you get plum blossoms without turning over? I believe that next time you come to my door, you will see me riding a bike.
Badminton seems to be equipped with a positioning system, which can accurately predict its position and where it will land, and it is under my control. I threw the badminton into the air with my left hand, and with a wave of my hand, the ball waved with the racket, drawing a perfect arc in the air and only rushing to my mother. Mother quickly put the racket down, leaving only one to hold the ball up. I rushed over, reached forward, caught the ball and bounced forward. Never thought, my mother took a forward shot in front of the net and hit a long ball. I saw the ball, like a little monkey, rushing straight up against the gunpowder at the back end. God, I'm going to fly to a telephone pole. Neighbors came to see it, and an old man said, "This ball can't be caught!" " "But I didn't panic. When the ball was about to fall on my head, I jumped up calmly like stepping on a spring. With a powerful smash, the ball fell to the ground with a bang. " Great! "A girl's voice came.
I turned around and looked at it. It's my neighbor's little girl. She kept staring at me. Suddenly, she pointed her finger behind me and shouted, "There is a ball behind me!" " "I'm like a hero in the novel, covered in golden light, unhurried and very calm in an emergency. With a wave of my hand, I put my racket back and a Dapeng spread its wings. The ball swished back to the opponent. " Wow, sister, you are amazing! Can you teach me? "The little girl said excitedly with her eyes wide open." Yes, "I picked up the badminton and handed her both the racket and the badminton." I will try to serve you! The little girl took the ball and threw it out. After doing a backflip in the air, the ball fell directly to the ground.
Watching the little girl serve, such a scene came to my mind. My parents used to play badminton, so I could only watch. I finally had a fight with my father, but I couldn't even serve. Later, I kept practicing, and I got today's badminton skills!
"Elder sister, do you have any good practice methods? I won't! "
"More practice is the best way!" I smiled and touched the little girl's head. ...
When I talked about my specialty in the sixth grade, I thought of that time-cooking noodles.
I put a kettle for boiling water on the boiler and stared at it intently. Wow! How amazing! Extremely cold water suddenly turned into boiling water, as if from severe winter to hot summer! I picked up the kettle carefully and poured the water into the pot bit by bit. Noodles roll in the water and dance like a dance. I giggled at the noodles that were about to "die" in the water!
Noodles from the original tough and sharp body into a "Nana colorful" body, very soft, as if accidentally broken! For an instant, my heart seemed to melt. I picked up the bowl and chopsticks and put the noodles into the bowl bit by bit, hehe! You can't escape from me! I'm going to eat you all! Hahaha! I am a "monster" with my teeth bared! I grinned at the noodles, and the saliva flowed out of my mouth. I was so excited that I couldn't control it.
Put some vinegar and Chili oil in the bowl, add a little salt, then add some sesame sauce, and finally I went to get some vegetables. Hmm! Not enough flavor; A little more. All right. Noodles seem to have put on Bai Ji's new clothes, especially tender! Particularly attractive! It's "saliva flying three thousands of feet, suspected noodles fell into his mouth. "I can't help but take a bite, eh! Delicious, sweet, sour, spicy and salty. I swept away a bowl of noodles with a flick of my finger! The feeling of smoothness and softness reverberates in the mouth, which is really cool!
Cooking noodles-my specialty!
At noon, the sun's fire scorched the earth and brought light into the classroom. The classroom keeps making amazing sounds. At this time, our class is holding a Rubik's Cube competition.
"wow! How fast! 1 minute 12 seconds! " A girl cried in surprise. I can't help but want to say "cut!" Hey, I can play Rubik's Cube, but I just don't want to twist it. I wanted to learn before because I watched others twist the Rubik's cube so fast, so I learned. It took me a year to finally learn it after "The Eighty-One Difficult Problem". But it was still slow, and then it became faster.
"wow! This is faster! 55 seconds! " Another girl cried. Many people surrounded him as if he were the winner. The host said at the side: "Yes, yes! But stop practicing and get ready to start! "
The desks in the classroom are opened and arranged in a row. A * * * There are 12 students. I didn't take part in the competition, I just wanted to be modest. The host said, "Timekeeper ready, referee ready, player ready, ready, go!" " "In an instant, the classroom was boiling, and a cheer drowned the applause. Soon, the results came out. The host announced: "No.65438 +0 45.36 seconds, No.2 45.37 seconds ..."
I listened disdainfully, and uttered a "cut" in my mouth, which was unfortunately heard by others. He said, "You can do it!" I sneer, grab a Rubik's cube, and a classmate holds a timer. Soon, the Rubik's Cube turned in my hand. I twisted the Rubik's Cube skillfully. The students opened their eyes wide and couldn't believe it. Soon, the Rubik's Cube was restored, and the timer showed: 29.56 seconds. In an instant, the whole classroom rang with amazing cheers, and even the classmate who just said that I was applauding.
"This Rubik's cube is a bit stuck. I can get a better Rubik's Cube faster. " I said confidently. The host gave me a better Rubik's cube. Once again, I showed my talents, and the Rubik's Cube turned regularly, which seemed to be faster than before. My classmates are cheering for me, including those players. Soon, the Rubik's Cube was restored, and the time was fixed at 2 1. 16 seconds.
I naturally became the first, and my specialty became the Rubik's cube.
The sun shines on the earth, especially warm.
In the sixth grade, my masterpiece composition 1 1 Everyone has his own best side, and what I am best at is dancing "square dance".
By chance, I passed by Little Square, and a group of aunts were dancing square dance to the rhythm of music. Light footsteps, graceful dancing, exuding youthful vitality, I fell in love with square dance at once. Since then, whenever I have time, I will go to the square and learn to dance square dance with my aunts. Square dance has all kinds of movements. At first, I learned from the simplest "sliding step".
But after studying for a while, I stopped learning, and I was too tired to sleep with backache and leg pain. I'm getting a little impatient. But my mother said to me, "You must have confidence in everything. Stick to it and success may be just around the corner. Otherwise, you will give up halfway, and in the end, you will accomplish nothing. " With the encouragement of my mother, I cheer up, summon up courage and learn from my aunts with an open mind. Aunties corrected my wrong movements, and a few days later I mastered the skill of "sliding". Then I learned ghost dance, rabbit dance, 24 steps, 14 steps.
After a period of exercise, I not only mastered the skills of square dance, but also lost seven or eight pounds. Moreover, in the "June 1st" Festival, my square dance program won the first prize.
My major has benefited me a lot. I learned to dance, exercised and honed my ability to overcome difficulties. It's killing two birds with one stone!
In the sixth grade, my masterpiece composition 12 eighteen martial arts, everything is a masterpiece! My specialty is Rubik's Cube.
I remember that after passing the middle exam, everyone's pressure disappeared instantly. Gadget Rubik's cube has also become a hot commodity. Almost everyone has it. I couldn't resist the temptation to buy a Rubik's cube and play it once or twice a day.
After I got the Rubik's Cube, I "worshipped the teacher" everywhere, hoping someone would tell me to turn the Rubik's Cube around and play. Sure enough, many things happen. After my "firecrackers" bombing, a master finally agreed to my request, and in this way, I became a beginner.
First, I practiced the method given to me by the master, making the Rubik's Cube creak by doing things left and right, but I didn't understand anything. I wonder what's in the Rubik's cube. He broke the Rubik's cube in his hand. Then I combined the secret with the method to realize the rotation law of the Rubik's Cube.
Once in class, I was quietly playing Rubik's Cube with my deskmate to see who would recover faster. We devoted ourselves to the class and didn't listen at all, which made me slowly regress. Towards the end of the semester, I realized my own shortcomings, so I put aside my fun and devoted myself to reviewing, and didn't achieve ideal results until the end of the semester.
This is my specialty, it can make me intoxicated in fairyland, and it can also make us indulge in it and forget self-discipline. Now, we should play properly on weekends and spend the rest of our time studying. Only in this way can we achieve better results!
Grade six, good at composition 13. I have a lot of after-school life, such as painting, calligraphy, skipping rope and playing badminton ... but I am good at painting.
I have been attending art training classes since I was four years old. After studying for a year, I like painting.
At first, I couldn't draw. Teacher Tan came over and held my right hand, teaching me to draw one by one, and drew a lovely Xiaohua Mall at once. I looked at an elder sister sitting in front of me again. She drew a lovely puppy, which was lifelike. I was so envious that I secretly made up my mind that I must study hard like my sister and draw beautiful pictures.
Winter is coming, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Every time I paint, my hands are frozen, but I still insist on painting. Teacher Tan sees that I like painting so much and insists on teaching me every day. My painting level is getting higher and higher. Teacher Tan said to me, "Your painting has made great progress. You can participate in the painting and calligraphy competition in Zhanjiang. " I hugged my teacher happily and was too excited to speak.
Day by day, there are only a few days before the game. I can't sleep well every night, and I'm worried that my nerves will go wrong during the game. The day before the competition, I prepared all the drawing paper, watercolor pens and Gou Xianbi.
Finally, on the day of the competition, Teacher Tan took us to Zhanjiang for the competition. When we arrived at the competition site, it was very lively. Suddenly, the broadcast sounded: "There are still 10 minutes before the game starts. Please take the time to enter the examination room. " Teacher Tan told us: "The competition time is only one hour, so we must hurry up." The game is over and we are all nervously waiting for the result.
"xxx won the third prize, xxx won the second prize ..." Why hasn't my name appeared yet? Alas! There should be no hope. Just then, I heard "Old Yan Hui won the first prize ..." I couldn't believe my ears. I jumped up happily and hugged Teacher Tan excitedly.
After hard training, painting has become my specialty. I like painting, and painting has taught me a truth: "Perseverance will lead to success."
Sixth grade, good at writing 14, singing, drawing, magic ... eighteen martial arts, everything is good! Speaking of my specialty, I have to mention dancing.
Once, the sky was clear in Wan Li. In the morning, Mr. Chen, a Chinese teacher, stepped onto the platform and said with a smile, "Students, be quiet, be quiet." Suddenly, there was silence in the classroom. So, the Chinese teacher went on to say, "In a few days, it will be the Art Festival. There are many projects for us to choose from. However, today, let's get rid of the dance project. There are only three places in each class. Who wants to participate? "
Suddenly, our class was like boiling water, and the students talked about it in succession, as if they had entered the vegetable market. The teacher discussed it for a while, and in the "vast sea of people", "Wan Li picked three", and finally chose me, Xiaolan and Lili. At this time, the teacher said to the three of us: "The game will be held in a few days. You must work hard, work hard, and work hard again. Use your break time to rehearse the dance and practice it again and again, and the door to success will open for you. Do you three have confidence? "
The three of us shouted in unison: "I am confident that as long as we practice repeatedly and work hard, the door to success will definitely open for us, so we must refuel!" "
A few days later, the art festival arrived, which excited the students. Some people take part in calligraphy, singing and painting ... but today's highlight is not these, but the dance competition. In order to win the first prize in this competition, Xiaolan and Lili and I spent the rest of our time rehearsing and practicing repeatedly.
As time went on, the game began. After a long time, it ended on the eighth and ended on the ninth. Then, the teacher shouted, "Please enter 10, please enter 10." Suddenly, my heart is pounding like a rabbit in my pocket, and my feet are like a shot put. At this moment, the teacher said, "Please enter on 10, please enter on 10." I have to bite the bullet. On my scalp. At this time, the familiar rhythm made me relax at once. Beautiful melody and brisk pace make everyone smile. A few days later, when I looked at my grades, I got the title of "Top Ten Little Dancers".
Cowhide is not blown, and Mount Tai is not piled. Dancing is my strong point.
In the sixth grade, my masterpiece composition 15 is everyone's specialty, enviable and admirable. Speaking of my specialty, that's a lot! Guzheng, pipa, painting, street skateboarding, cooking food. Today, I'm going to choose the most attractive and admirable one-guzheng, and I'll tell you something about it.
My road to guzheng can be said to be mixed with sadness and joy, full of curiosity!
Curious about what? When I first went to the audition class at the age of four, I thought it was fun. I never thought about what happened after I signed up for work. I thought it would make a nice sound when I played it gently, which was very interesting. I begged my mother to sign up for my class. As soon as my mother heard that I was trapped by her, she immediately signed me up.
What is "sadness"? Since I fell into my mother's trap, I have to practice guzheng for at least two hours every day, and I have to take one or two guzheng classes on Saturday and Sunday, depriving me of time to go out to play! If you don't practice well, the teacher will make noise and your parents will be unhappy. I'm more like a frosted eggplant.
What is happiness? There is a saying that you can't see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Later, I grew to like her! Every time a guest comes home, he will say, "Nini, play a paragraph and let's listen?" And I tend to be shy and don't want to play; Later, when a guest just stepped into the house, I greeted him and said, "Uncle and aunt, welcome to our home. Shall I play a song for you? " I will also take part in some guzheng performances. Last year, I went to Beijing with my teachers and classmates to communicate with other people with superb art. We called it "Beijing Art Exchange".
There are three famous teachers on my guzheng road! One is Mr. Gao, who is strict and demanding in teaching, and has taught me from level one to level four; One is Miss Zhao, whose gentle, elegant, kind and noble temperament is synonymous with her. She is my teacher in Jinfan Orchestra (an orchestra in Luz Primary School). Now that I am in junior high school, I seldom see her. It is Miss Yan who has been accompanying me all the time. Speaking of her, she has a lot of connections. I am very proud to think that she is the apprentice of "Du Cong,,, and Chen Jun", the four great kings of China national orchestral music.
It is this teacher Yan who makes me go further and further on the art road of guzheng, making me happier and more rewarding!
Guzheng is my best performance. What about yours?