Summer sixth grade composition 1 summer is very hot, and it is inevitable that there will be whistling and storms. Although "grumpy", it has another charm. Let's walk into the world of summer rain together.
Knock, knock, knock. The fish jumped out of the water nervously and plunged into the water again, as if to signal people with body language, "It's going to rain! It is going to rain! Go home quickly! Hurry home! " The layers of ripples scattered on the water are like flowers in full bloom in the water, with charming colors and special beauty.
The fish alarm is really effective. After a while, the wind rolled up dark clouds and flew all over the sky, grinning at us as if to say, "Haha! Let you feel that a beautiful day is coming! "
At the moment, it was dark between heaven and earth, and the wind roared, bending many trees. He "sobbed" again, shouting how many battery cars he had blown. Fengshen seems to like this kind of game very much and takes pains to "call it over and blow it over". Maybe it's because I want to appreciate Ye's dancing!
Golden light suddenly appeared in the sky! Lightning appeared. An invisible hand waved lightning like a golden whip, and in the process of waving, it made a crackling thunder and cut off the dark clouds. God is performing in public! This symphony is really exciting!
"sand! Sand! " The rain is pouring down, like a thousand knights roaring in the sky, and like a thousand drunken poets chanting in the clouds. This wind, this thunder and lightning, this heavy rain, all became the key, let God beat the time.
In a blink of an eye, God stopped playing music and returned to heaven with his "musical instrument". At this time, the tenderness he brought us is infinitely cool.
Summer is also my favorite season of the year, because summer girls make nature very beautiful.
In the park, look around, it is green. The lake is quiet and green, like a big jade plate. This big tree is green, which enables many animals to play under it. Cicadas are singing, birds are dancing, caterpillars are trying to become butterflies and join this big concert. Cao Xia shook his little head slightly, fascinated. All the small fish at the bottom of the water came to join in the fun and put their big round eyes out of the water to see what a grand performance it was. After the first concert, uncle clapped his hands happily to express his praise for the cicada band.
In the middle of the lake, the lotus leaves stand upright, and you can vaguely see some colorful lotus flowers, pink, purple, yellow and white ... some of them are in the flower bones, and they are about to burst. Some just spread out two or three petals, some all spread out, and a flower has a gesture, as if in contrast with beauty. Small fish swim freely under this exquisite jade plate, and the pond seems to be a playground for fish. Pearls fell from the sky, fell on the lake, and fell on the lotus leaf, glittering and translucent and beautiful. Fish swam around under this big green umbrella one after another, making the lotus leaf itch from side to side!
After the heavy rain, a colorful rainbow bridge appeared in the sky, which made people drool. As sweet as honey and as sour as lemon, if I were as tall as a giraffe, I could taste this charming bridge. It was getting dark, and the sun shyly covered half of his little red face. Clouds have also changed their appearance, red, orange and yellow, like a boiling sea of fire, endless and intoxicating!
It's dark, the stars are blinking, the animals are asleep, and people are asleep!
Component 3 "pa ... pa ..." Noisy night, only breathing and turning pages. Under the illumination of the desk lamp, a girl is reviewing her lessons carefully. The halo shines on her, making her look as sacred and pure as a little angel who came down to earth.
She is my best friend Roy Dan. This is the first time I have seen her. She is quiet, like a good little rabbit. But she is not like a rabbit, but practical, generous and serious. And like me, they are all veritable little bookworms. Her clothes are simple and clean, and her whole body exudes gentlemanly temperament from the inside out. No one can learn the aristocratic style of her gestures.
Once I went to the Asian Games Village Book Building with her to read a book, and when I came back, I just caught up with the people in the car during the late rush hour, like a group of meat balls. Finally, I found a seat. Roydan gave it to me generously, but she stayed with me, being pushed around and bullied. Because I am sitting on the throne, I am holding milk tea. A corner of my milk tea flew out of my jurisdiction, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and suddenly stopped in Roy Dan's arms, drawing a "map of China" in her arms. I thought she would fly into a rage when she saw it, so I quickly apologized. Unexpectedly, she put milk tea on her clothes and gave me a comforting smile. "It doesn't matter, just go back and wash." That smile, like a slowly blooming snow lotus, gave me a hint of coolness in the hot summer days. I'm too guilty to look up at her and look down like a child who admits his mistake. After hearing what he said, a warm current welled up in my heart.
My little friend is as holy as snow lotus on an iceberg. I believe that this snow lotus will always be so white and flawless.
Love is a kind of care and a kind of morality. Caring for each other is a kind of beauty and meticulous care. There are many kinds of love, mother's meticulous love for you, and stranger's cautious love for you.
One summer when I was a child, I was playing hide-and-seek with some friends. It's my turn to catch it. I am very happy. One, two, three, four. I counted one hundred times. I went to catch them, and when I was counting, I heard them running in the same direction. I ran and ran and didn't pay attention. I accidentally fell to the ground by an iron pipe across the street. At that time, I wore very few clothes, so my leg was hurt. I was lying on the ground crying, but my little friend might be hiding, so I didn't hear it. Thought of here, I cried even more. After a while, a kind aunt came over and looked at me and said,' What's wrong with you?' Aunt saw my leg and said,' It hurts!' She gave me a look, immediately picked me up, comforted me and ran to the hospital. Finally, she was near the hospital, and my aunt was so tired that she was sweating. I suddenly feel very warm, and so does my mother. I want to cry even more here, and my aunt will hear it faster.
When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said that my bone was slightly injured. Then my aunt contacted my mother. My mother went to the hospital and ran to me in a panic. My aunt saw her mother's arrival and left with a smile. After that, I rested at home for two months and went for a walk when I had nothing to do, but I never saw the stranger again, but I took my aunt as my second mother. Only then did I know that my aunt had moved away and how much I wanted to see her again. Until now, I still deeply remember the' pain' at that time.
On July 7th, my cousin and I went to climb Gushan Mountain.
The weather is really hot. Walking into Gushan, I heard the chirping of cicadas. It adds a bit of dryness and anxiety to the hot summer.
We are sweating, and the feeling of sweating is really comfortable. We climbed the mountain while chatting and enjoyed the scenery of Gushan together. From the right, the scenery over there is really refreshing: several big banyan trees are flourishing and tall, as if they were an invisible umbrella; On the green grass at the foot of the tree, the grass is lush. Green is comfortable and green is pleasant. Those delicate little wild flowers gather in the grass in dribs and drabs, adding color to the scenery. Those little wild flowers, with a little luxury in simplicity, are full of inner enthusiasm and are very pleasing to the eye. There is also an antique pavilion in the landscape. There are no exquisite carvings and no dazzling colors. This is a simple gray stone with some thin spiral patterns engraved on it. However, in my opinion, this pavilion is more beautiful than any gorgeous hall. Coupled with the flying butterflies, how poetic all this is!
We had a rest for a while, and then continued to walk up. When I first came in, the shade on the mountain had driven away the summer heat. I looked at the sky, hey! What a wonderful change of clouds! A chubby little sheep fell from the sky! Hehe, as cute as a real lamb. "Little Sheep" slowly walked towards a piece of "cotton candy". It "drills" into this "marshmallow" bit by bit! Hehe, "Little Sheep" must be immersed in the softness and sweetness of "cotton candy" and don't want to come out, do you? It must be very happy at this time. Huh? That "little rabbit" is looking everywhere. Is it looking for the lost carrot? Why else are you in such a hurry? And a little "white mouse". Did it steal anything? Otherwise, why are you so "depressed" and want to escape ... I have been immersed in this infinite daydream. ...
The sun has set in the west, so we should go back. I looked back at the sky at the moment I went down the mountain. Oh, the clouds on the horizon have been covered with pink tulle. ...
I like it very much. I feel the sunset, the last reflection and the last glow at the seaside in summer. At the last glorious moment of that day, sigh, stay, or quietly grieve.
What an ordinary day it is. It has put away its gorgeous dress, arrogant posture and disdain for small human beings. In its eyes, there is more kindness, more care and more recognition of human beings.
What a beautiful day it was. It is like a warm-blooded African lion. Bloody eyes, red the whole ocean, bloody hair, flowing all over the sky. Its bright red blood aroused the passion of the sky. Its ferocity aroused the alliance of the oceans.
What a beautiful day it is. It falls slowly, leaving no trace in the headspace. A beautiful and gentle halo surrounds it. Wherever he went, he was in a colorful world, and all kinds of dreamy colors were harmonious and unified. In the whole sky, simple tones are seamlessly connected. Without fancy decorations and expensive jewelry, beauty can naturally be extremely simple but very beautiful. It seems that only it can have this kind of beauty, and only it deserves this kind of beauty, this rainbow-like extremely simple beauty.
What an affectionate day it was. The way it looks at the world every day. 】, joys and sorrows, can not help but produce feelings, every time I leave, I am always so reluctant, deeply looking at the still noisy city, helplessly rushing to another sleeping dawn.
What a sad day. No matter how long a day is, it will pass. No matter how powerful you are at ordinary times, you will eventually grow old. Nothing is eternal, nothing is static, nothing can resist the spell of time, and everything will pass.
Summer sunset, the sea is no longer fierce, quietly ebbing under the gaze of the sun, leaving colorful souvenirs on the beach. This is a gift from the sea and a gift from the sunset.
In the hot summer, one kind of plant left a deep impression on each of us-lotus.
Lotus has been a symbol of holiness and beauty since ancient times. It "emerges from the mud without being stained, clear without being demon", slim and graceful, like a blue fairy, and is very popular.
The lotus in the roadside pool is really beautiful! Some flowers are full of bones and are in bud; Some shyly hide themselves under the lotus leaves and cover them; Others generously show themselves for us to appreciate; Some people "attract fish with dragonflies" ... the lotus root powder there is as white as jade and pleasing to the eye.
Look, the lotus leaves in that pool are so dense that they look like big green disks! Some "big disks" still have a few round, glittering and translucent water droplets lying on them. A breeze blew, and a pool of lotus and lotus leaves began to dance with the wind. The small water drops lying on the lotus leaf are also playing, just like a naughty child, running and playing happily on the green grass. Some water droplets accidentally "ran" over their heads and fell into the water.
Graceful lotus flowers, green lotus leaves and naughty water drops in clear water form a beautiful landscape painting with white clouds and orange sun in the blue sky.
All this is a masterpiece of nature, and nature is like an omnipotent painter. In the hot summer, it shows us one natural scenery map after another.
"the gentleman of flowers is also." Lotus is holy, elegant and beautiful. Because of this, it won high praise from everyone.
When the hot summer sun has been shining on the horizon, heat waves have been coming on the asphalt pavement, which has also prompted people's desire for coolness. Because of this wish, my parents and I came to Xinghua Lizhong Water Forest Scenic Area, which belongs to my "summer paradise".
When the car was still speeding on the highway next to the forest scenic spot, the vast Chinese fir forest like a fairyland had already caught my eye. It gives people not only a fresh and green feeling, but also a vigorous vitality and unpredictable tranquility in the noisy city. ...
As soon as I stepped into the gate of the scenic spot, I was completely immersed in the deep and vibrant green of the aquatic forest. Beyond that wall, the sunny sky has flown out of the clouds, and I am fortunate to be an elf in the forest. Only the fresh air and the unique smell of summer embrace me, which is very wonderful.
Walking into the lush forest, occasionally a crooked tree suddenly appears in front of you, and new leaves will grow next to the dry branches. It is "Qian Fan by the shipwreck, Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree"; Inadvertently, one or two egrets will walk past you unhurriedly and eat worms leisurely; "Flying Map of Wild Duck Race" is even more unique. I saw the spectacular scene of hundreds of wild ducks flying into the sky with fishing songs, which was amazing …
Walking on the tree-lined path in the forest, you will find yourself forgetting many sorrows and remembering many happy times. You will forget the noise of the city, stand alone in the forest and enjoy this rare peace. With this endless avenue, you will walk into the depths of nature ... when you are tired, you can sit on a log and walk quietly through every inch of land here with running water and rowing. ...
Everyone has such a "pure land" in their hearts. When you are in a happy mood, it will be displayed in front of you, and the forest on the water in the middle is the "perfect paradise" in my heart in summer!
In hot summer, flowers and plants are sucked away by the sun, so they can't stand upright or bend over. Trees can't stand the direct sunlight, and the branches and trunks become dry. Nothing blocks your umbrella, you can't face the sun straight. Walking in the sun and stepping on the ground is as hot as stepping on an iron plate.
Below the blue and white umbrella is a rectangular table, and the small stainless steel cups placed on it form a square phalanx. You hold each other and squeeze each other, not letting others take advantage at all, but giving in. As long as people give the order, they rush to the front. Next to the table, there is a stainless steel bucket with a big belly. Their bellies are full of dark brown tea. Standing next to her is an old woman with white hair and about seventy years old. She was holding a water spoon in her hand, and big drops of sweat could not stop flowing down her forehead to her neck. She has a towel on her shoulder, but she has no time to wipe it. Grandma put the tea cup by cup with a spoon, and the basin under the cup contained cold water. Grandma said that this was because Chata was scalded to prevent tea from scalding people's mouths.
Grandma and I stopped for a cup of tea when we passed the tea stall. An uncle stood in the sun, poured a cup of tea here, and said, "This tea can relieve summer heat and quench thirst, which is really good. I am not afraid of heatstroke when I work on the construction site! " "A middle-aged woman ran here and panted," I'm anxious and thirsty. Fortunately, it is good to have this tea! "A junior high school student said," I am very thirsty after exercise today. Fortunately, it is good to have this tea! "
When I was drinking tea, my grandmother suddenly went to the table next to me, took out some money from her pocket and put it on the table. My grandmother seems to understand my incomprehension: "This tea is made of many Chinese medicines, and a barrel of tea costs several hundred dollars. Shouldn't we help it when we drink tea every day? " I nodded clearly.
What is the warmest in summer? It's a roadside tea stall!
In summer, there is fire in July and it is the hottest in summer. Many people will hide in air-conditioned rooms for the summer, but some people don't seem to be afraid of the hot and vicious sun, standing in the scorching sun where even the wind becomes hot.
He is a sanitation worker. When I first met him, he was wearing orange overalls and absorbed in cleaning the main road at the school gate. I ran out of school in the scorching sun so fast that I almost hit a broom and dustpan. He didn't notice that the garbage he swept out blocked a teenager's way
"Hey, you're blocking my way, get out of the way!"
"Oh, son, I'm sorry. Wait a minute, let me sweep away the garbage. " He spoke slowly, as if he were not afraid of the hot asphalt road at all.
"Oh, you hurry up! Almost hot! "I'm really impatient.
The pile of rubbish was quickly swept away, and by this time I was sweating like a pig, so I ran home quickly.
The second time I saw him, he was still on the side of the road at the school gate. This time, he didn't stand in my way. I secretly looked at him: his forehead was deeply engraved with several wrinkles, and his cheeks and lips seemed to be dry, dry and without any moisture. An orange overalls soaked with sweat covered his thin body, revealing extremely thin and dark arms, and the sweat of beans was particularly bright. His trousers were wet, too, and sweat ran down his trousers to his shoes. He skillfully swept the rubbish on the roadside, as if the blazing sun did not shine on him alone. I am ashamed to think of my attitude towards him that day.
After that, I always felt uneasy. When I see the scorching sun outside, I will think of my uncle in orange overalls. A few days later, I got up the courage to find him. Same kerb, same work clothes, same wrinkles, same sweat. The difference is that he looks familiar and friendly. This time I brought him a bottle of mineral water and a wet towel. "Uncle, wipe your sweat and drink water!" "
He smiled and laughed for a long time. I smiled, too, very happy.
Composition for Grade Six in Summer 1 1 The sky in summer is charming, the clouds in summer are charming, and the flowers and trees in summer are charming. I love this charming summer!
"giggle!" A loud cock crow woke me up from my dream. I rubbed my eyes and saw a dazzling red sun rising from Ran Ran in the east. A vibrant morning!
Walking on the narrow path in the field, the wet soil is soft, like stepping on cotton. The air in the country is so fresh that the birds in the tree forget to sing and indulge in it ... after a while, they begin to sing their sweet voices. What a natural musician. Go straight along the path and you will come to the farmland unconsciously, which makes you think, "This year must be a bumper harvest year!" " "Rice, wheat, millet, corn ... everything. Looking around, it is green, and there are several crystal dewdrops rolling on each leaf. It is very beautiful, like a pure jasper embedded in that rich mountain village. The sun is getting more and more vicious, and smoke is floating on the kitchen roof of every household. I know, it's time to go home for breakfast.
After dinner, it is the villagers' entertainment time. Sitting in a simple pavilion with clusters of Parthenocissus tricuspidata is the best shade.
The adults are chatting and the children are not idle. They play around in small groups, and you can find those innocent and happy footprints everywhere. Go fishing in the river and watch those naughty little fish swimming between your toes as if tickling you; Climbing trees to pick birds' eggs, fighting with mother birds, and finally often running away with pecking birds' hair; Picking wild flowers to catch grasshoppers … It seems that there are no children who can't play. How carefree!
The sun gathered its light and heat and sank quietly into the western hills. People also moved back to their small benches and went home to prepare dinner. After dinner, people lie in bed, the cool breeze takes them to sleep, and the summer night is quiet again. Only frogs and cicadas are heard, playing a quiet summer night waltz. ...
How much joy and beauty has summer brought to people? I love you, charming summer!
Sixth grade composition in summer vacation 12 Early summer vacation, early morning.
The faint sunshine is looming in the clouds, and it shines into my room through the cracks in the curtains. I sat up lazily in bed, stretched myself, rubbed my eyes and finished my breakfast in a daze. Under the coercion of my mother, I left home and went out for a walk.
Walking on the park path, the breeze blows on my face, and the wind is mixed with the unique fragrance of flowers in the morning. Birds sing melodious and comfortable songs with beautiful voices, which makes me feel the fresh and simple atmosphere of nature. Being in this special natural atmosphere, I experienced unprecedented relaxation and pleasure. I sat in a small wooden chair in the shade of the tree, put on my headphones and closed my eyes. The quiet and cool morning breeze blew through my hair and my face. What a cool and leisurely morning!
But before long, the sun emerged from the clouds. The sun is no longer so bright and soft, but becomes dazzling. My eyes narrowed into a crack and I walked along the path under the eaves next to me. The sun is getting stronger and the air is getting hotter and hotter. After a short walk, sweat almost soaked my clothes, my hair stuck to my back, and my nose was sweaty, which was very uncomfortable. At this time, in my mind, air conditioners, electric fans, summer mats and other things can make you cool all summer. When I think of my normal summer vacation, I always stay at home, blowing air conditioning, drinking cold drinks and ice cream, watching novels and movies ... all these are paradise enjoyment for me.
I quickly picked up my schoolbag and prepared to go home. Suddenly saw the neighbor's puppy sticking out its tongue; There are ripples on the lake. Under the sunlight, the lake is dazzling blue. Cicada and frog kept barking and made a strong response to the hot summer day.
When I got home, I turned on the air conditioner and thought and thought. ...
This is the beauty of summer morning! It is different from the warmth of spring, the maturity of autumn and the silence of winter, and has unique beauty; It is unrestrained and enthusiastic, accompanying us through one festival after another in different ways, and rendering everything on earth in different ways!
Summer sixth grade composition 13 "Pass it to me, Pass it to me" The students are sweating like rain and enjoying the feeding given to them in summer.
Spring took away the cold winter, leaving behind the lush willows and innocent smiles of children. Just then, summer has quietly come to this beautiful land.
In the classroom, several of us couldn't hold back and ran to the playground in unison. After a while, the playground was full of laughter. ...
Looking around, on the whole playground, there is a girls' area on the left and a boys' world on the right. I play basketball with my friends Liu Sitong, Li Hancheng and many other students. "Du!" At the beginning of the game, both sides were flushed and incompatible. First of all, pioneer Liu Sitong went straight to the other side's base camp with lightning speed, and scored a three-pointer with agile hands and skillful techniques. We cheered and gathered around Liu Sitong. But at this point, the other side suddenly came to our rebound, and we immediately rushed to the top, blocked one and grabbed one, and regained the ball from the other side. If I get the treasure, I will hold on to it. But when I wasn't paying attention, a classmate took it back easily. When the game entered a white-hot stage, Zhang Yuxin roared, as if his voice still could not cover up his passion, but he accidentally tripped over a pebble and the whole audience burst into laughter.
As the game continued, the cheers of the cheerleaders from both sides came and went, and even the birds on the playground sang hard music for us like singers.
I will never forget this fierce game.
Summer 6th grade composition 14 Xia Yu, impatient, make a hullabaloo about whether he comes or goes, for fear that others will not recognize him. After that, he took off his dark coat and went home. He left the scene and birds and insects dared to show their faces. The sun jumped out bit by bit, bringing a little warmth to the cold world. People don't hate rain, but they prefer sunshine.
Everything became dull after the rain. The rugged path is my favorite, overflowing, much like a small mirror. I met a bigger one, and when I walked on, the water splashed and the sun was colorful.
The farmers here looked at the dark brown land and opened a simple smile; Those who look at the spring over there are excited by the rising water level; There are children's tireless shouts and slapsticks ... everything, everything is full of vitality.
The night after the rain is surprisingly quiet. This kind of weather is most suitable for sentimentality. Open the book and keep your eyes on Li Qingzhao's name for a long time. A young girl in her prime, a girl born in troubled times with strange girls. You are like a summer rain, full of lofty sentiments and aspirations, shouting "The sky meets clouds and smoke, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance." "The wind stopped and the ship blew away three mountains." . You are like the day after the rain, soft and lingering, whispering "Don't forget the road, the curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers"; You are like a breeze after the rain, telling you sadly that you are "looking for it, lonely and sad." You are the best representative of rain. Injected a sedative into every noisy heart in this city.
What is it like after the rain in summer? Smart? Quiet? Or sentimental? I don't know. I only know that the summer rain is beautiful.
The most beautiful thing is summer rain. I like the rain in summer.
When we got to our hometown, there was a strong wind mixed with heavy rain. Luckily, we got home and were not caught in the rain. Walk into the house in the rain, clean up briefly, and sit down and chat.
Soon, the rain stopped and the wind stopped. With the wish outside the window, the distant mountains are bathed in a layer of rain and fog, and only the rain can be seen dripping from the roof tiles, patting the ground and wearing it in the ear, such as whispering.
Lean your head against the window, close your eyes, slow down your breath and listen to the rain. Isn't it fun?
A raindrop the size of a bean is beating on the smooth stone surface. Rain is like a hand and a piano, playing a messy but beautiful melody. Tick-tock, ding-dong, pat-tock ... all kinds of sounds are endless. Raindrops fall into the pool, snapping, from strong to weak, from crisp to melodious. One after another, it hits people's hearts and is unforgettable.
Time passes and the rain is dull. After the rainstorm, Xiaochi became quiet, walked out of the house, walked into the small pavilion in the pond, sat on the wooden chair, leaned against the wooden fence, felt the relaxation and tranquility after the rain, closed his eyes and listened. Listen! The lotus in the pool is slightly open, making a subtle sound, as light as a mosquito, but not ugly, as soft as a melon, but not loud; On the lotus leaf, raindrops are rolling, like brushes and paper, drawing a picture without trace, which makes people suspicious and eventually falls into the pool, splashing water lines in circles and disappearing. Frog is the moon, which looks so crisp and loud after being bathed by rain. Dragonflies stand at the tip of the lotus, watching the fish swim around in the water, and then fly high.
At night, the world is silent. Before going to bed, lotus fragrance shines around the nose, like a pair of invisible hands, which hook people's souls and make people sleep peacefully. Lotus in the pool dances with the wind in the silver moonlight, just like a fairy in the pool; Like a slim girl, looking at the bright moon at night. The fish in the pond stopped jumping, stopped in place and fell asleep quietly with lotus fragrance.
Every household fell asleep, only cicadas stood by the pool, and everything was unhurried, unhurried, hypnotizing the earth like a lullaby.
In the moonlight, there is no wind and rain during the day, no noise, only cicadas.