In real life or work and study, everyone will always come into contact with writing. According to different genres, writing can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following are nine 300-word compositions of my sixth grade carefully arranged for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

My sixth grade primary school composition is 300 words 1 Qiu Chenjun is my best friend. She and I lived in a small courtyard, grew up together, went to school together, and have been classmates since kindergarten.

She is chubby, with big bright eyes on her round face and a glib mouth under her tall nose. She has a wide range of interests and good academic performance. She is also helpful and has done a lot of good deeds. She is a good example for me to learn.

One day, I was walking with him on the way to school. A white-haired grandmother accidentally fell to the ground. The apples in her basket ran away like flexible children, and her feet were bleeding. Qiu Chenjun saw it and ran to her and said, "Grandma, are you okay?" Let me help you up. "I also ran to help grandma pick apples. At this time, grandma's family came and thanked us again and again. We said, no, thanks. Seeing grandma go away, we went home happily.

Qiu Chenjun was rated as a red flower girl several times for her good deeds, but she was not proud. Of course, she is not good enough, but she is loyal and full of sisters. As long as that male classmate bullies me, she will be attacked.

Qiu Chenjun is my good sister and one of the people I admire most.

I have a spacious living room, two bedrooms, a bathroom and a kitchen. This is my place .

I bought it shortly after I was born. According to my parents, the night I first moved here, I was in a daze until late at night.

Mom and Dad's bedroom is next to the living room. As soon as they entered the room, a big double bed occupied about two-thirds of the whole room. There is a small LCD TV on the wall in front of the bed. Every night, my parents lie in bed and watch TV behind my back. Next to the TV is a computer desk. There is a computer on it. Every time my father has any business, he relies on this computer to do it.

My room is next to my parents' bedroom. I also have a double bed, which my mother prepared to prevent me from turning over at night. In front of the bed is a desk, and next to it is a bookcase with all kinds of books.

In the living room, there is also a big wardrobe with clothes that were not worn at that time. If all those clothes are displayed, you can open a small clothing store.

Everything in my family here is ordinary, but they make up my favorite home.

I wrote 300 words 3'' sasha vujacic'' in my sixth grade primary school composition. This is the sound of the pen's tip across the paper. I love writing, and my ideal is to be a writer.

During my six-year primary school life, I met many writers through reading. Reading their works, I deeply feel how interesting creation is. Among them, my favorite writers are Aunt Yang, Sister Sunshine and English writer roald dahl. Aunt Yang's works are full of warmth and humor. Her naughty Ma Xiaotiao and playful father left a deep impression on me. "Sister Sunshine" Wu Meizhen's works are vivid and true. It seems to happen right beside me; The characters in roald dahl's novels have distinct animal characteristics and rich philosophies, and I often get into deep thinking after laughing. Every time I finish reading a work, I will copy good words and sentences and try to imitate them in my mind. Unconsciously, my writing level has been greatly improved.

Shakespeare once said, "Books are the nourishment of the whole world." For me, reading a lot of books not only makes me progress, but also is a ladder to my ideal as a "writer". I read one more book, which is like climbing a step and getting closer to my ideal. At the same time, I also understand that learning is endless. Even if I become a writer in the future, I cannot give up studying. I will constantly enrich myself and improve my creative level.

I believe that as long as I keep struggling, keep reading and follow the footsteps of books, I will definitely realize my dream of being a writer.

I have a lovely toy dog at home. Its fur is particularly black, its upper body is black, its claws are all white and its legs are brown. Especially its eyes, like two black gems. Blink your eyes with your hands as if they were alive. It's so cute.

This toy puppy was bought by my mother from Beijing. I like it very much. Whenever I write, I will put the dog on my writing desk and let it watch me write. Whenever I dawdle on my homework for a long time, it seems to say to me, "write quickly, write quickly." After writing, everyone has fun! " I bowed my head and did my homework quickly.

Sometimes, I am very disobedient. I play while doing my homework. I can't finish my homework for hours. My mother criticized me, and I don't want to hear it. I talked back to my mother, too. My mother was very angry and gave me a beating. I cried for a long time and lay on the table in a daze, as if I heard a voice calling me, ah! It turned out that the toy dog was saying to me, "Lele, Lele, get up and do your homework!" " I will go out to play with you after I finish my homework. You are too slow to do your homework. I really want you to play with me. You left me out! But your mother will criticize you because you are not practical in your homework, and you write while playing. Then when can you play with me? Finish it quickly, don't you play as you want? "I think the toy dog makes sense. I seriously said to the dog, "Good friend, I will definitely change, thank you!"! " "

I want to be a good boy in the future and can't neglect my toy dog.

Before my eyes, I often see that familiar, kind and unforgettable face. She is my most impressive primary school teacher, Qi Li.

I was only in grade three at that time. At that time, I was self-willed, proud and fond of playing small temper. In a Chinese exam, I won the first place in my class. Hearing the news, I was happy to show off this test paper. I'm glad the monitor asked me to run a blackboard newspaper. I asked my classmates to bring me chalk and a blackboard brush. If I don't like it, I will curse at random. Gradually, my classmates ignored me, and even my best "best friend" didn't want to play with me.

At this moment, Teacher Qi came up to me and said to me, "The reason why the lake is broad is because it contains all the small water droplets, and it will not despise other small water droplets, so it is very happy and not lonely at all. People are the same, you can't live without friends, and friends need to be found by yourself. In fact, more than 70 students in the class are your friends, but you will be so lonely if you don't cherish them. "

Since the teacher talked to me, I have learned a lot, I have friends again, and I know the true friendship. In my study, Mr. Qi often supports me, encourages me and accompanies me across the bridge of life.

Now I have transferred to another school and met new classmates and teachers. In recent years, I have made great progress in my study. Whenever I make some achievements, I will think of her, her teachings and her encouraging eyes.

It cleared up after six rains. I was playing in the yard and came across several snails crawling slowly on the big tree. After careful observation, I found that the snail's body consists of eyes, mouth, feet, tentacles and hard shell. It's really "the sparrow is small, but it has everything." It suddenly occurred to me: Are snails beneficial or harmful? In order to find out, I caught a few and took them home and put them in a small box.

I gave them some leaves, vegetable cores and some steamed bread to eat. Then, I look up information about snails on the Internet. I found in the data that snails have the most teeth in the world. Although its mouth is as big as the eye of a needle, it has 25,600 teeth. What it fears most is salt. If you sprinkle salt on it, it will dehydrate and die. Snails like to eat shoots, leaves and stems of crops. When they are very hungry, they can eat all the crops. At this time, I found that snails are pests.

The next morning, when I opened the lid, I saw that most of the leaves and vegetable cores were eaten by snails, but the steamed bread slices did not move. I'm sure snails are pests here.

My sixth grade primary school composition 300 words The sixth grade arrived, and I came to my alma mater where I had lived for six years with excitement, thinking: It's finally the sixth grade! I still remember when I first entered the school, holding my father's hand and stepping into the school gate with great curiosity. I cried and didn't want to go to school. My father sent me to school. At the moment I left, I realized that my father had been very kind to me and exercised my self-care ability.

Every time I think of my embarrassment when I first stepped into the gate, I always smile. I felt so stupid and naive at that time.

What about us now? The new semester is coming, and the students have grown a lot. Indeed, it is much more mature than before. Wearing bright red scarves, we happily walked into the campus and greeted our classmates. We are not children now, but mature and polite pupils. We have grown up! Sixth grade, we are already in sixth grade! You should do what the sixth grade should do, shouldn't you?

In the sixth grade, I felt a little glory for him. With the growth of grade, we are also changing into lovely ones. Let's fly freely in the country where we study. We grow up in happiness and learn in happiness!

I hope time stays at this moment forever! Let us feel and cherish our wonderful childhood. ...

Last summer vacation, my uncle took me to Rizhao, Shandong. What is the most interesting thing about sunshine? The sea, of course.

My uncle has three apprentices, me, Xiaoxiao and an uncle. Of the three apprentices, I am a senior sister. I am very proud, because I used to think that adults can swim, but I didn't expect this uncle to bring a swimming ring. My uncle is teaching my "brother"-another uncle, and I am teaching my "sister" to hold her breath! After the teaching is finished, of course I can move freely. I sat on the swimming ring and accidentally slipped down. It's a good thing I'm skilled, otherwise it's over.

"Senior" Mix had a whim and wanted to see the deep sea. Uncle agreed, let's take a swimming ring, he took us to the seaside is really ups and downs! That wave hasn't calmed down just now, and another wave is coming. It is really unexpected! Therefore, I drank three mouthfuls of seawater in a row. I finally know the taste of sea water, but the price of this taste is too high.

My uncle couldn't bear to watch us drink seawater, so he told us a secret: when a big wave comes, we turn our back on it and then jump, so that we can easily stay away from it. I don't know how many times I jumped with my back to the big waves and finally came to the deep sea. The deep sea is really quiet, there is no laughter, no sound of big waves lapping on the shore, only the whispers of microorganisms.

We found that the deep wave is very small, but the shallow wave is very large. Others are resisting the huge waves, and we are gloating.

The sea is really interesting! I want to go again.

My mother is 30 years old. She has a pair of black, bright and round eyes, a small red mouth, a red face and black hair.

My mother loves work: every day after school, my mother will carefully wash the bowls, then clean all the tables and chairs with a rag, then carefully sweep the dust off the ground with a broom, and finally mop the floor. My mother loves beauty: every morning after washing her face, she will dress up, oil her face, hydrate her eyes, put on earrings, necklaces, bracelets and beautiful clothes, and comb her hair straight ... My mother likes reading: science books, history books, story books, novels, magazines ... My mother loves reading without blinking. My mother loves to laugh: every time I do well in the exam, my mother laughs; Every time I do something good, my mother laughs; Every time I help with housework, my mother laughs. ...

This is my mother, a mother who loves labor, beauty, reading and laughing.