In our studies, at work, or in life, we are often inspired by the people and things we come in contact with. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so let us put all these feelings into words. But how do you write an insightful article? Below is a collection of essays from sixth grade elementary students that the editor has compiled for you. I hope they can help you.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 1
In life, I haven't really noticed many things. Sometimes I felt that life was so ordinary and unpretentious. When I stayed in my own little world and dreamed of all the wonderful events, a smile always spread across my face. In this little world, one must study hard. The foundation of all dreams is based on learning, stretching out thick branches, slowly growing branches, growing Ya, cultivating small flowers, forming a small green barrier, shining on the world, breathing the air, greedily absorbing sunlight and growing until disaster destroys it. In this little world, the second thing is playing. Playing doesn't necessarily mean playing on the computer, watching TV, or playing games with friends. In fact, playing can also be - going for a walk outside and breathing fresh air. Travel to different places, accompany the wind, accompany the sea, and enjoy this happiness. Helping others and making others happy is also your own happiness. Reading a book, the book will bring you much more joy than playing on the computer and enjoy the infinite mystery and infinite joy that the words bring you. Or bask in the spring breeze, look at the sea, or hug your parents. That is also a kind of play and a kind of happiness. In this little world, dreams are the third thing. I imagined flying through the universe and exploring the secrets of the universe. I imagined becoming a soldier and making great contributions on the battlefield. One mystery after another to explore and work on. In my little world, it is my dream to be a teacher and cultivate the flowers of the motherland. It is my greatest pride to accompany these dear children in singing, dancing, reading, and learning. Accompany your parents, enjoy the spring breeze, and think of you in the future. Keep going and explore the little world in the heart of every beautiful flower blooming magnificently around you.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 2
Shakespeare once said, "Life without books is like life without sunshine. Wisdom without books is like a bird without wings." I said, "Learning without books is like life without light. Happiness without books is like a bird without wings." "It seems that the earth has no life..." My book friend and I can no longer be separated, we have an indissoluble bond. The habit of loving reading has helped me a lot. Reading has widened my horizons. I have never been to a Miao village or the Antarctic continent, but I have experienced the ice, snow, and extreme cold of Antarctica and merged with the honesty, simplicity, and enthusiasm of the Miao people. Reading makes me elegant, reading makes me profound, and reading enhances my composition... "Books are the ladder of human progress." "Books are like medicine, good reading can cure ignorance." It was books that allowed me to bid farewell to the stupidity and ignorance of my youth and leave behind the age of ignorance. As my thinking gradually matured, I gradually understood the truth of Yan Zhenqing's words, "A black-haired person does not know how to learn early, and a gray-haired person regrets learning late." As I read more books, I also understand what it means "A good book never tires, when you read it a hundred times, and someone who knows himself, after reading it thoroughly." I want to learn from Ru Zhijuan how to "cook books" and read them thoroughly. Books are my life partner, my close friend, and also a beautiful rainbow that always allows me to see different colors. I am like a bird, I love to soar in the sky of books I am like a sail, and books are like the wind. Where would the sail be without its burning ambition? I am like a small seedling, without the watering of books. How can I become strong? Books are like sunshine and rain on the path of growth and leave traces in my life. If I lose my way, books are always my guide... Chairman Mao Zedong once said, "One can do without food for a day, one can do without sleep for a day, and one cannot do without reading books for a day." The ancients did things like cutting through walls to steal light or hanging beams in the buttocks to follow the sundial and diligently learning. How can the good young people of the 21st century be worse than the ancients? So, dear students, let me take you with me so you can freely float through the sea of books!
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 3
There are too many insights in life. It is precisely because of these insights that we understand a lot and know more. Perhaps we will grow stronger and mature faster because of these insights! Maybe that's just life, maybe that's just fate. The more you feel, the more you appreciate how to appreciate it. The more you feel, the more you understand the philosophy of life. Perhaps we should be grateful for this! May our understanding grow and our understanding mature! The Perception of Endurance Perhaps some people will say, "Why should we persevere in life?" Yes, understanding leads to improvement. If we keep going, I think we will achieve different benefits. Maybe that's what sets me apart from others! If you persist, maybe you can have what you have. If you persist, you may get everything that others cannot get. Because we have paid. Believe that hard work always pays off! Believe that your efforts will always pay off! Endurance will always pay off! Be brave in your pursuit and do it boldly. Believe that tomorrow will be better! The Perception of Time Perhaps time is very short. Perhaps time is always a time of memories. But we must know that the time once lost will never come back. You will never have it again. Once it is lost, it is lost for good. As when you lose it, you can never get it back. Time is like water in a sponge. As long as you squeeze it out, you always have it! It just depends on whether you appreciate it or not. Maybe now is the time! If you lose it, you will never come back if you lose it, you will never come back! Please appreciate it and hope that everything goes well! I hope that we will be better off tomorrow! May we meet the good times and our beautiful youth! Time has passed and will never come back. May we appreciate it more and make good use of our limited time. Because youth is not easy, because time never stops. Do everything well, seize the opportunity, and believe that we will get better! Time has passed and will never come back, but we still appreciate it. Seize the time and give your best now! Youth is here, life is here, time stays, do you know how to appreciate it!
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 4
Today, I enjoyed watching a very classic comedy. It is about a person's journey from top to bottom and then back to the top. It seems that nothing has changed in the end from the beginning, but actually a lot has changed. At the beginning when the protagonist was very popular, many people followed him, became popular, and drank spicy food. It is so pleasant to enjoy all the beautiful things with time, everyone is happy and carefree, that's it. The sea has not been calm for a long time, because the envy and hatred of some villains caused the protagonist to be forced helplessly to fall from the top, and fell suddenly to the bottom. When a tree falls, the monkeys scatter. This is still true today. The number of people around the protagonist has decreased because they can no longer benefit from it It may even harm their own interests, so they quickly left the protagonist's side without thinking about the benefits they had received before. The protagonist watched as the people around him ate, drank, and had fun, his own honor and a happy life. Everything was taken away, and when she lost everything, she was a little discouraged, but fortunately, she had her good brothers from the beginning who accompanied her, and she became an ordinary person, from Wu Wen to the eldest brother who has everything the ambitions and dismissals, but now they are still willing to accompany her to make a comeback. But everything did not go so smoothly, at the beginning everything is difficult, and there are villains causing trouble and destroying the results of the protagonists' hard work. And as I took one step after another, I finally succeeded in achieving great success, but at this point something happened within the group of the protagonist that led to discord, and the protagonist fought alone and also encountered the conspiracy of the villain. One can say that there are many difficulties, but the protagonist still overcomes all difficulties, finally defeats the villain, retrieves everything that belongs to him, and finally reconciles with his own people. Perhaps that's life.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 5
As ordinary people, we inevitably come into contact with all kinds of people and things at work, and sometimes we may even encounter violations of laws and disciplines. In such cases, first, we must remain calm, clarify our position and principles, and not be easily influenced by interests. I once encountered an incident. At that time, our department was conducting project tendering, and I was responsible for the administration of the bidding documents and the bidders' tender documents. One day, I received an anonymous call. The caller claimed that he could offer the construction plan for the entire project at a very low price and claimed to be a senior employee of a well-known company. However, I did not like this anonymous call and decided to ignore the call and continue to follow the prescribed bidding procedures. In the end, we successfully selected an excellent company, and that anonymous call slowly faded from memory. However, this incident left a deep impression on me and made me deeply aware of the importance of integrity. In our work, we must always keep our responsibilities and missions in mind, not seek personal gain, and not be influenced by power and money. We must always keep a clear mind and never betray our principles and conscience for profit. Only then can we be impartial, fair, and transparent at work and become honest, trustworthy, and responsible individuals in the workplace. At the same time, as citizens, we must always pay attention to the country's clean government building and the fight against corruption. This is not only our social responsibility and obligation but also a kind of protection for ourselves. We must actively participate in the anti-corruption education and fight against corruption, contribute to the deepening development of anti-corruption work, and together create a clean social environment. A widespread saying goes, "One of the greatest riches is integrity." Only when we are honest can we truly enjoy the happiness and joy that work and life bring. Let us work together and through practical actions, put the belief of "being an honest and sincere person" into practice!
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 6
On the wall of my room hangs my motto, which reads what Fuller said, "Enduring painful things may have a beautiful memory." But what truly made its meaning clear to me was that morning after the run. One day during winter break, the north wind howled, the tall trees swayed in the wind, and the branches whipped in the air like wildly dancing whips. "Gu Qiqing, get up quickly. Didn't you say you go for a jog in the morning?" I opened my eyes groggily and sat up. Suddenly, cold air rushed into the bed, and I quickly drew back. Yes, it was so cold. I began to recoil. Why should I go out in such cold weather? I looked at the clock. It was only half past five, and it was still dark. Pondering, pondering, I lay back down when I saw a sentence hanging on the wall, "Enduring painful things can be a sweet memory" and lifted the quilt cover and plunged into the white world. The wind was "surrend"ing, and my face hurt like a knife. I shivered in the wind and felt like I was turning into a "giant popsicle". At that moment, a black shadow passed in front of his eyes. Who is that? It turned out to be the neighbor's brother. He was panting heavily and running so fast, I hurried to catch up with him. "You, are you also here for morning exercise?" My brother looked at me in surprise, and I nodded proudly. We ran side by side. Gradually, my body warmed up, and the sharp pain gradually disappeared. My whole body was covered with warm babies, and I was very happy. At this point, I looked around and saw that the tall trees blown by the wind were still dancing, right? Isn't this "surrending" wind cheering me on? The sky was getting brighter, and more and more people were jogging in the morning. The gentle and warm sunshine filled the entire community, giving people a warm feeling. We had a great morning in the long run. When I think about it now, I feel a sense of accomplishment, "Enduring painful things may have a beautiful memory." From that day on, I have often used it to remind myself, and it became my most memorable saying.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 7
People always need to learn to change and grow slowly. When I bid farewell to middle school and stepped through the gate of No. 1 middle school, I looked at my new school curiously like an ignorant child. We initially faced the mandatory course of military training for the first year of high school. As the old saying goes, "No pain, no gain." In the scorching heat, we worked hard, but we reaped fruits that would last a lifetime. In August, under the scorching sun, we marched forward and lined up on the exciting training ground, cheering and shouting. As I stood in the military posture, sweat ran down my back and from my forehead to my cheeks, but I couldn't wipe it off, and that applied to every student, so I couldn't loosen the requirements on myself. When I think of our trainers, the real soldiers of the People's Liberation Army, I am full of respect for them. They have iron will and iron perseverance! "Moss flowers are as small as rice, and they also bloom like peonies." Moss, as small as grains of rice, strives to bloom its own brilliance. As we learn from the teachers, each of us refines in sweat and grows slowly, such an experience makes everyone stronger. Standing in line, the trainers value discipline greatly. Whenever someone moves out of line without reporting, they are harshly criticized by the trainers. The demand for orderly queues enhances our sense of community. Look, the uniform and neat school uniforms, the bold and neat steps, accompanied by the loud cheers, row after row, how beautiful to the eye and how inspiring! We live in a collective, and only when we unite can we bring glory to the team and ourselves and achieve a bright future. Opening a new chapter in life forges an unyielding will, creates a heart of moving kindness, and creates the joy of friendship. That is military training that cleanses the soul...
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 8
Perception is the truth, perception is the future, perception is the dandelion seed separated from the mother's body, perception is the flower swaying in the wind, perception is... I once had a funny experience As a child, I secretly bought a new pair of shoes with my New Year's money, but was so distressed that the new shoes, which I didn't want to wear, were at the bottom of the box and couldn't be worn in the first year. It is really funny when I think about it, but what happens when it's funny? In retrospect, I realized that in the past I had not followed the laws of the development of things, and I realized that I can only keep things as souvenirs because I value them. That's like in life, to chase after something, Xi paid a high price but was inadvertently excluded by new things. Therefore, cherish and enjoy the good times and make full use of them. Appreciate your healthy body and do more meaningful things while you are young. Understand life, life is colorful. The train of spring and the east wind rushes through our lives. The grass and flowers discussed how to stretch their heads out to see Miss Chun's hero figure. Even the small tree bowed in greeting and cheerfully chanted "The cold winter is over!" "The wild flowers gradually enchant the eyes, and only the Asakusa has no horse hooves." Bai Juyi described the early spring landscape with words, When you look everywhere from the riverbank to the mountains, your eyes will be filled with green. The clear sky is especially dazzling because she no longer cares about the clouds. Under the warm spring light, everything is awakening, stirring the stream and making it clatter something music and enjoy this "great time". The fish leisurely swimming in the water and the waves shimmering in the sunlight make it hard to keep your eyes open. The breeze blew gently, and a familiar comfort lay on my cheeks. Oh! Nature makes life full of vitality, makes life full of sunshine. Long live the recognition that people make fewer mistakes and have more success, less resentment and more wisdom.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 9
The years flow like a stream of happiness. In the blink of an eye, I have become a young girl. In every minute and every second I experience, in my memory and the images imprinted in my mind, there is something I cannot forget. I remember that when I was still very young, my parents worked hard every day, but I had nothing to do at home. Later, as I grew older, the figure of my mother appeared in the kitchen when I opened the door and dropped my school bag, and then "Come back, the food is almost cold, come on." "Eat!" At that time, my mother had gone. We sat at the dining table, and I saw a mountain of vegetables stacked in my bowl - all served by my mother. As I looked at those, I was full. So I said unhappily, "Stop picking it, aren't you disturbing me? If you want to eat it, I will pick it myself," as I said that, I felt great regret, and my mother fell silent for a while, but left. I can't help but think back to the past... When I was in kindergarten, every time I ate, my mother would hold my hand and teach me how to hold chopsticks. Every time school was over for lunch, I rushed to the dining table to finish the food my mother had given me. Sometimes, I also brought a few dishes for her, when she saw it, day by day, life is still the same, and I enjoy the love of my mother, and my mother dedicates her love to her... As I thought back, I gazed at my mother's thin and bleak back, as well as the silver hair on her head, and could faintly see the wrinkles around her eyes. Suddenly, I realized that my mother had aged a lot, and was no longer the beautiful mother she had been before. I never thought my mother would break her heart for me! Tears filled my eyes. My vision was blurred, but my heart was still clear "Mom, ..." Now I have imprinted this image in my mind and it is indelibly anchored in my memory. Sometimes I think Happiness is around you, but you just didn't notice it. Only when you lose it, you will realize, oh, happiness is there. After entering middle school, at this moment, you can experience the heart-moving warmth Mother helps the child collect vegetables, and the child eats happily...
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 10
Spring is the best time to experience nature. All students in our class went on a field trip with a cheerful mood to feel the charm of spring and experience the vitality of nature. After all the preparations were made, the time finally came for the eagerly awaited group lesson activity in the afternoon. Along the way, we chatted and laughed, and everyone looked around and admired the beautiful countryside scenery. There was a golden spot on the fields, as cool as a sea of gold. Rapeseed flowers easily break out of the ground and extend their green heads to explore. The weeping willows sway in the wind, we nodded to the little fish in the water and waved to the grass around us... We listened to the sound of spring The breeze, the buzzing of bees collecting honey, and the sound of spring water. Listening to the cool sounds and the various wonderful sounds that nature produces. After a while, we reached the foot of the mountain. When we saw the destination showing up before everyone else, the students rushed up the mountainside more and more excitedly. Before we knew it, we had reached the empty mountainside and had a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of our hometown. The gentle spring breeze blew on my face, blew the dust in my heart away, blew away the worries and fatigue, followed by the relaxation and relief of my mood; I felt light and fluttery, as if I were about to fly. The female locals set off to take photos, leaving memories of themselves and nature and leaving this beautiful moment, while the male students flew kites to their heart's content, flying one kite after another into the blue sky very fast. So high, so high. Look, they fly together with the birds in the blue sky and challenge the limits. I seem to see the dream-chasing young people pursuing their dreams and flying forever for their ideals... We smell the breath of spring, full of grassy scents We saw the charm of nature, beautiful and attractive We feel the spirit of spring, which never stops We also feel the hope that spring brings endless life.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 11
It's the end of another semester, and I usher in the colorful summer vacation. With time, I am gradually growing up. I will soon be going to my Aunt Enshi's Hot Pot City to learn about life. Finally, the summer vacation has arrived, and it's the end of another semester that this year you can go alone to your aunt's place to learn about life and acquire some skills. In the future, I will have no trouble finding a job. I arrived at the train station and looked into the sky and the earth behind me. I still went in hesitantly. This train, this train had many cars, like a long one. A huge dragon running on the ground. Stepping into the car, one is greeted by the refreshing air of the air conditioning, and what greets one's nose is the "peculiar smell" of many people. I found a good seat and waited for the travel time to come... The train departed. I got off and went to the exit. My aunt noticed that I was having a hard time carrying my backpack. I was not feeling well either, and because I was really tired, I went out in front of the taxi and returned to the residence set up by my aunt. The day passed like time. On the afternoon of the next day, the pre-shift meeting began at 4:30 p.m., where Aunt Tang, the shop's supervisor, introduced the store workers one by one. After a while, we all got to know each other, and everyone was chatting and laughing. Gradually, people came to welcome the guests and asked how many of us there were. "I immediately called Aunt Tang. They were brought to their seats. Gradually, more and more people came to eat hot pot. I helped to serve the dishes and carried the oil dishes... After I finished work in the evening, I went home and took a shower. I felt sore all over. They try to earn money to feed their families, and I feel the presence of love. I spend a happy time day by day here, feeling a lot of love and care, hope, hard work, and struggle, which are the positive energy in life. A wonderful morning awaits us!
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 12
In a person's life, there are always some truths worth understanding, and in the transition from spring to winter in nature, the blooming of flowers contains not only the laws of nature but also some life principles worth understanding. At the beginning of spring, ice and snow have just melted, but "the lingering cold is still biting", and the cold of winter has not yet passed. The trees have just shot up from the ground, and people are still running hard against the cold wind, but at first sight, they see simple little yellow flowers, while other flowers still hide in their buds, refusing to come out, but the Forsythia is defiant. Let the cold early spring stream your most beautiful self. Everyone who came by stopped to watch, and their voices of admiration were endless. In midsummer, the scorching sun spreads heat across the earth. The flowers that were so bright in late spring and early summer have almost disappeared, and the few remaining flowers are slowly withering under the protection of green leaves. At this time, people spending the summer in the pavilion looked into the water and found that the lotus was proudly and freely blooming. It was "slender and graceful", as if born to defy the scorching sun. The spirit is amazing, and this scene makes people forget to leave. In late autumn, the withered yellow leaves fell and trampled by people. The gray sky and the light autumn rain added a layer of color to the already dismal landscape. At this time, the chrysanthemum with its golden, snow-white, and multicolored petals bloomed to the autumn wind, blooming with gusto, conveying to the viewers the final hope for autumn praised with the best hope. In the middle of winter, the howling wind blows the snow on the ground into the air. However, the snow in the sky makes walking even more difficult because the snow on the trees is blown off, and the red flowers bloomed and swayed in the wind. They were exceptionally beautiful in front of the white snow, enticing people to watch. As spring passes and winter approaches, the blooming of flowers deserves our appreciation. That is like in life - you don't have to be perfect. As long as you encounter difficulties, you will be the best version of yourself.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 13
Through the light of the four seasons, all things continue to overflow with the vitality and passion of life, and under the bright sunshine, we open ourselves to the sun, the season of our growth. On the new campus, in the new living environment, we have grown, understood many truths, and achieved outstanding results repeatedly. Over the five thousand years of Chinese history, script fonts have changed in various ways, from oracle bone inscriptions, bronze inscriptions, large seal scripts, small seal scripts to the current running script and regular script... From the brush to the present hard nib, all proving the breadth and depth of Chinese national culture. People may not think they have many talents, but you should also meet expectations and achieve good results, which is worth boasting about. People often say "The handwriting is like the person, and the words are like the person." Good calligraphy is an important step toward your success. "Read a lot and write well." Our teachers often emphasize this. If you have good handwriting, it will help your future reach a higher level. Having good calligraphy will also add a bit of color to your life, add a bit of talent, and beautify your path of life. Calm down and write a beautiful word carefully, stroke by stroke, without any distractions, how wonderful it is! Not only do you feel comfortable looking at it, others look at you to praise you. In this way, I persevered for seven years. I thought about giving up, and I thought about giving up halfway. But my mother said something, "If you persevere for 10,000 hours, you will become perfect in it." I will not give up here and give myself encouragement. This is definitely not difficult. Finally, your hard work pays off, and you repeatedly win awards in competitions. When you are constantly praised by others for your good looks during performances, you will immediately feel that you have achieved something. In this school, the first prize in the calligraphy competition was won... This time, not only to honor my class but also to prove that after seven years of practice, my strength is not in vain. Growth allows us to better appreciate the beauty of life, makes our lives more fulfilling and beautiful, and makes our minds more flexible. In the season of growth, we bring our colors to bloom with the best attitude.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 14
What is life? Life is small, like a drop of water in the ocean, so small that people can ignore it; life is like grains of yellow sand in the desert, so small that people can turn a blind eye. But life is magnificent, like bright night lights and shining pearls. One day, I was playing on the grass by Zebra Lake and successfully caught a butterfly using the "Waiting for Butterfly" technique. I was so proud that I quickly showed my "trophy" to my mother. My mother looked at the butterfly in my hand, frowned, and said, "Butterflies are useful insects." See, its wings have been broken by you. I quickly opened my hands, and the butterfly fluttered its wings in my hands, once, twice, three times. After many attempts, the butterfly finally flew. It drew a beautiful arc in front of me and flew into the open sky. It seemed to be telling me that this is the meaning of life, to bravely rise up. Another time, I accidentally threw a melon seed into the gap in the garden wall. After a few days, I found that it had sprouted. I was shocked at that moment and thought it could grow in the wall's cracks without sunlight and moisture. Its vitality is so strong. Although it survived only a few days, it was the result of its courage and unwavering resistance to fate. Suddenly, I seemed to understand what the meaning of life is - courage. There are also Zhang Haidi and Helen Keller in our lives. Although they were physically disabled, they used their strong faith and indomitable spirit to compose their wonderful life songs. From Butterfly, Guazi, Zhang Haidi, Helen Keller. This made me realize that life can be both weak and strong. A person can be mediocre and mediocre, or they can work hard and make the song of life shine. Whatever happens, we must appreciate life, reflecting infinite values in limited life, and make our future lives more magnificent and moving.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 15
During these strenuous ten days of military training, I learned a lot, such as independence, endurance, etc. It is not easy to make friends with people I don't know at all in these ten days, so everyone must demonstrate their strong, brave, and team-oriented spirit. The love for the group is a quality that everyone must possess. There is a good song that says "Unity is strength, Unity is strength..." As long as there is a spirit of unity, is there not also strength? As long as you have such a spirit, you will not be afraid of not being able to find friends. I believe you must be spoiled by your parents at home! At home, I am either a little princess or a young master. Usually, I don't know how to fold quilts, for example, quilts. Now I was desperate because I had never done it at home. When I folded the quilt on the first day, I was very careful, afraid of accidentally messing up the quilt I folded. Finally, when I finished folding, I saw that the quilt I folded looked markedly different from the "tofu block". The quilt made by the teachers looked like a "tofu roll," which made me feel very uncomfortable. The next day, with the help of my classmates, I folded it into "tofu cubes." Now I was very happy. There's also another confusion when I come to military training, which is washing dishes. The task of washing dishes seemed easy, but in reality, it wasn't that easy. Once it was my turn, I was at a loss, but I couldn't do what others did. Pour out the leftovers and catch them with a basin. When the water is full, I put another plate in the water and rub it for a long time with my hands, but it still doesn't get clean. Instead, I filled the basin with water, took the plate, and rubbed it vigorously in the bowl. "Wow!" Due to too much force, the basin fell on me and turned me into a "soaked rat." Helpless and dazed, I looked at this plate and thought even with a little effort, it doesn't work, what should I do then? Just as I was stuck in a dilemma, a classmate came to me and said, "Let me teach you how to brush your teeth!" I was very grateful, so he took the dish soap, pressed a bit on the plate, and then wiped it gently with a cloth. All the oil stains were gone, and it worked really well. After a while, clean dishes and smooth tabletops appeared in front of me, and I felt very happy.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 16
Late at night, the wind howls, the snow flies, and everything in the world is still, defeated by darkness and cold. Early in the morning, everything appears white and pure due to the heavy snowfall. As I looked around, I saw a vast white expanse on the path, in the fields, and beside the forest. The pure white snow seemed to expand my chest infinitely, and I felt like I wanted to belong to this magical fairytale world. By midday, vehicles came and went on the road, disrupting the morning calm, and snowflakes flew. The snow had been trampled by the vehicles, leaving traces on the paths and in the fields. At that time, I couldn't help but feel a little sentimental, realizing that no matter how beautiful things are, they are sometimes destroyed! The snow had turned into slush, losing the purity and beauty of fresh snow, and they moaned... Isn't that like life? Even if I have achieved brilliant successes, they will eventually perish, and my reputation and everything will go with it. I fell into confusion and sadness, feeling that life was no longer fun and that death was not far away. However, a short article titled "There is a scene in my heart" suddenly enlightened me about the issue of death. After seeing the autumn leaves falling, he asked others for advice, and one person said, "Life has autumn leaves. Do you worry about it?" The thing is, if there is no scenery in your heart and the autumn leaves fall, but they give the tree enough nutrients to grow new leaves in the spring." Ah! In fact, "falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers." After the heavy snowfall, it can bring sufficient moisture. The same goes for people who have to work hard their whole lives to achieve the greatest successes. Even as time passes and you die, your immortal spirit will endure forever. Qian said, "Be broken into pieces." Don't be afraid to get dirty, keep your innocence in the world.
In the evening, the snow melts, and everything returns to its original state, full of vitality and unforgettable memories.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 17
As a elementary student, I have lived in an environment full of love since childhood. Although I lack nothing in love, there is one thing that deeply touched me and is unforgettable to this day! It was an extremely cold winter day, but my mother still woke up very early to prepare breakfast for us. Before the alarm went off, I was already "awakened" by the strong smell of food! I couldn't wait to get dressed and get up. "Yi Ran, the rice is ready! Come and eat while it's hot!" Mom's clear, urgent voice came from the kitchen! I quickly washed up and came to the dining table. "Ah! Why are we having noodles for breakfast this morning?" I asked in surprise when I saw two steaming bowls of noodles on the table! (Because my mother usually makes rice or steamed buns) "It's cold, it'll get warmer if you eat a few noodles!" Mom said with a smile. "Okay!" I picked up the bowl of noodles with a pair of chopsticks and was about to eat, when my mother asked me to eat another bowl of noodles with a spoon. I was particularly curious? Why did mom have to make me eat this bowl of noodles? I took a spoon, stirred in the bowl of noodles, and made a surprising discovery! It turned out that under the bowl of noodles, there was a large, round egg. I had an idea, and while my mother was busy in the kitchen, I switched the spoon and chopsticks. Let mom eat the bowl of noodles with eggs. After a while, my mother came to eat noodles and said gently, "Child, what are you playing at?" It seemed like my mother had figured it out. Mom quietly switched the noodles back again. I asked, "Why do I have to eat this bowl of noodles?" My mother smiled and said, "Because there are eggs here. Eat more nutritious things to learn well!" My mother's words immediately touched me! A warm current flowed through my body, helping to dispel the cold. Since then, I paid attention to every meal and realized that my mother's love was everywhere! When I eat porridge, my mother always adds more red dates; when I eat fish, my mother picks out the fish bones; when I eat rice, my mother always adds more meat and vegetables... to this day, I can't forget this incident, because the large, round "egg" always hung in my heart and warmed my heart!
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 18
My friend went to a distant place and left me his mountain yard. My friend is a hardworking person, and his garden is always cleaned so that not a single blade of grass grows. But I am very lazy, except for occasionally sweeping the fallen leaves blown in by the wind, and never uprooting the grass shoots ripped out of the ground. In early spring, a few tufts of green shoots appeared next to the stone bench on the left side of the yard. The leaves were delicate and thin. I thought they were barking dogs or splendens, and ignored them until more than 20 days later, the leaves spread vigorously, and I realized their leaves were thin and long, like the delicate wild orchid in the forest in front of the yard. In late summer, the grass bloomed beautifully, and the five-petaled flowers were filled with fragrant clouds. The flowers had the shape of those orchids in the forest, only they were waxy yellow, unlike the wild orchids in the forest, whose flowers were purple or reddish-brown. I picked one of its flowers and a few leaves, and went down the mountain to find a friend who studied plants. The friend said excitedly, "This is a rare orchid species. Many people spend their whole lives searching for it." At the flower market in the city, this type of La Lan is worth at least ten thousand yuan." "La Lan?" I too was taken aback. In the evening, I called my friend to share the good news. "La Lan? A tree is worth ten thousand yuan? It grows next to the stone bench in my yard?" My friend was surprised to hear this. After a while, he told me that the La Lan plant indeed sprouted every spring from the ground, but he thought it was just a common weed. Every spring, he would rip out the shoot tips as soon as they emerged from the ground. The friend sighed and said, "I almost destroyed a strange flower. If I could patiently wait for it to bloom, I would have discovered it almost a few years ago." Yes, who among us has not missed a few La Lan plants in our lives? We always blindly rid the weeds that have not had time to bloom without giving them time to bloom and bear fruit to prove their own worth, so many originally rare "La Lan" have eluded us. Give each blade of grass time to bloom and give each one the chance to prove its worth. Don't blindy uproot a blade of grass and don't deny prematurely. How many "La Lan" will we then get? Life? "Ah!
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 19
Failure is the mother of success. Only through failure can one learn from experiences, only to be successful the next time. Failure can lead to frustration. Failure can make people reflect. Only when one reflects will mistakes be made. Life is not necessarily perfect. As the saying goes, "Nothing in the world is perfect. There will be times of failure, but only after failure can one achieve success, and only after going through wind and rain can one see the rainbow." I woke up promptly at 6 a.m. Normally, I would still be soundly asleep! Because today is a special day - we are going to the education base for training. Although they got up much earlier than usual, the students were still in good spirits and full of energy. We quickly went downstairs, lined up, and set off grandly. At the training base, we played many games, but the most unforgettable for me was Invincible Hot Wheels. Each of us laid down the newspapers individually and taped them together. I tried it several times, but either it was lazy here or there. Each time, it took a long time to stick it, but it was still carelessly done each time. No one thought about what they did wrong this time. The game started, we all took our positions, and the preparations were in order. Among the loud cheers, "Left, right, left, left, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right" everyone slowly moved forward, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left ... we were all in position, and it initially went relatively smoothly, but then all steps became more incoordinated and gradually chaotic, and the pace of progress slowed with time. Sometimes some students asked, "Is the newspaper broken?" 10, 20, 30. We kept getting further and further from the other team, and everyone complained and blamed each other. Every time we took a few steps, there was a noise from behind, and we had to stop and ask what was wrong. The students were extremely frustrated, and each looked like a defeated soldier. In the end, the students failed anyway! We found the reason, and it turned out that the newspaper didn't stick securely and it would be a waste of time to stick it during the process. Never be discouraged after a failure, because failure is the mother of success.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 20
If the experience of military training is a way of life, then the teacher's instruction is undoubtedly a guiding light that leads us forward. If the process of military training is a glimmer of beauty on the path of growth, then surely the teacher's training is like the clouds that reflect it and give color to the journey. With a few words, your hard work for our 10th class cannot be described, but we still want to praise you with our true feelings. Thank you, our dear teacher. As our sweat swayed on the playground under the scorching sun, it was you who watched us silently and motivated us; when our smiles overflowed and we rested after being praised, you were the one who made sure we maintained our condition and made us tough. In just a few days of getting to know each other, your image penetrated our minds, including the encouragement on the green field, the education in front of the podium, the song in the gentle wind, and, most importantly, your love for each of us. Please believe that your serious expectations are already in our hearts. The seeds planted with hard work will always bloom into the most beautiful flowers, and your selfless efforts will surely reap the most sincere fruits! Thank you, our esteemed teacher. The depths are the footprints of walking together, the shallows are the arms swinging while marching, and the depths are the growth traces of teachers who spent a week with us. What floats in the air is your sincere smile during the break, what floats in the distance are our loud slogans following your instructions, Mr. Teacher, what floats in the distance is the fleeting time the teacher spent with us. On the playground, you are always serious, responsible, and careful; in the shade stand, you are always humorous and amiable. Take a break, stand at attention, turn left, turn right, about-face, and march in unison. As the training silently passes by, what remains is restraint and gratitude. Thank you for showing us how to endure difficulties and withstand hard work, and let us strive to be among the best. You have shaped our growth, taught us not to fear bumps, and ensured that we are no longer shy and confused. Sunshine is as swift as a flying horse and glides quietly by. Military training only lasted a few days, but the passion rises thanks to you. No matter how beautiful the words are, they cannot describe your efforts, teacher, and no matter how beautiful the melody is, it cannot express your efforts, teacher. Those who have inspired us on the path of life are remembered and listened to attentively.
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 21
After these five days of military training, I have many insights in my heart. At the opening ceremony on the first day, the five themes presented by the instructors were neat and standardized, and the momentum was enormous. It can be seen that the hardships they endured far surpassed all the hardships they had eaten. All the losses they suffered in these five days because they know that the responsibility they carry is so great, and they still feel infinite admiration and admiration towards them. Because of them, we will be so happy that we must study harder so we can serve society in the future. Also, my will was tempered in these five days. I am no longer as lazy as before, and my movements are much faster. I believe that in the difficult three years of high school life in the future, I will face it more calmly and optimistically, and be able to keep up with the fast-paced life and learn faster. In these short days, I got along very well with my classmates and teachers. I learned to be tolerant and considerate towards others and to stand by them in times of difficulty. Not only did this make others happy, but it also made them happy. Myself. At the same time, when I felt unwell, I felt the concern and care of my classmates, which gave me a warm and cozy feeling. However, this is inseparable from the teacher's care for me. If I cannot persist in the teacher's behavior, that's why I want to say "thank you" to the teacher! During the training period, I also felt that the cohesion in the class increased. We took care of each other, were united and friendly. In the future, we can do better in the routine and continue the spirit of collective honor. There are still some issues with dormitory management, indicating that our sense of responsibility is not strong enough, and we do not pay attention to details. This continues to require everyone to work together and remind each other that there are no deductions in dormitory management. In short, I learned in this time to get along well with all sorts of people, learned to persevere, and became more focused. I had a very fulfilling life in these 5 days, keep it up!
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 22
During the winter break, the school asked us to run at least one kilometer every day. When I heard the news, I was really dissatisfied and finally looked forward to the winter vacation, but unfortunately I couldn't even sleep! On the first morning of the winter break, I reluctantly went jogging. As soon as I stepped out, I noticed a thin layer of silver frost on the ground. The wind wasn't strong, but it was very cold. As I exhaled gently, it turned into white mist. I ran slowly, and after a while, a layer of white frost formed on my eyebrows and hair. There weren't many pedestrians on the road, and occasionally you would encounter a few people doing morning exercises. The morning air was so good that after running around, my head was clear, and my hands and feet were much more agile. After persevering for a week, I got used to it. In fact, long-distance running in winter is really good! It can speed up blood circulation, increase brain oxygen supply, alleviate brain fatigue caused by long-term learning, improve memory, and enhance learning efficiency. As the saying goes, "Those who exercise in winter avoid diseases, those who are lazy in winter drink more medicine." Most of the time, I ran with my classmates. We chatted and laughed, and we ran multiple laps without realizing it. Morning exercises can give us a new understanding of the familiar scenery. For example, when it snows, the straight concrete road is covered with a long silver blanket, so pure and crystal clear that people really can't bear to step on it. When the wind blows, snow foam flies up like jade flakes, falling on the face and neck and feeling cool. It feels like a fairytale world...
Reflection on the Composition by Sixth Grade Elementary Student 23
The past belongs to the God of Death, the future belongs to you. A person can be destroyed, but never defeated. Only when you have no fear can you ascend to heaven. --Inscription Life is short, and life only lasts for a moment. Thousands of people lose their lives every minute and every second of their day because car accidents destroy the lives of young people because crazy murderers destroy countless lives. Life is short, you must learn to enjoy life. People in the countryside long for life in the city, while people in cities long for life in the countryside. Sometimes take a walk in the fields. Feeding the geese, taking a walk with the dog along the riverbank, isn't that a pleasant life? Some people get it once and for all, while others can't earn much money even if they work hard all their lives. The annual salary earned by someone through hard work with their hands is not as good as the money someone earns in a month using their mind. Those who don't work hard at a young age will be unhappy in old age. Sitting in a rocking chair on a quiet afternoon. Also, drinking a cup of tea and listening to music is a pleasure. But not everyone is qualified to enjoy it, and the ills of society are often deeply hidden in the depths. Countless people complain about the unfairness of the world, but at the same time, people who are also full of frustration continue to innovate. The true meaning of these four words is the latest victory and a success achieved once and for all. I have never admired anyone, but I admire my mother very much.
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In the early morning, I took a walk, the fog was as dense as milk, I walked along the rugged mountain road, embracing the embrace of nature. As I inhaled the fresh air brought by the rain, I couldn't help feeling a blend of happiness and concern as I climbed step by step up the high mountain. The path was challenging, my body exhausted, but as I looked around at the verdant surroundings and heard the birds chirping, I was filled with a sense of determination. The mountain may be steep, but I knew that perseverance is key. As I continued to ascend, feeling the warmth of nature, I hoped to not tire out. The journey was tough, but I refused to give up. Despite fatigue setting in, I pressed on, knowing that each drop of sweat shed was not in vain. The camaraderie of fellow climbers on the mountain provided an additional boost, with some chatting and others silently pushing forward. The verdant forests, the dew-kissed grass, and the blooming chrysanthemums along the mountain path seemed to whisper encouragement to us climbers.
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The song "Wrong, Wrong, Wrong" echoed in my ears, stirring deep emotions within me. It pondered the complexities of relationships, highlighting the struggle for clear communication and understanding between partners. The lyrics resonated with me, as they mirrored the misunderstandings and silent conflicts often seen in relationships. The song's poignant melody and relatable lyrics served as a mirror to my own experiences, prompting me to reflect on past emotional hurdles. Every note seemed to echo the unspoken feelings and unaddressed issues that can plague relationships. The lyrics posed a powerful question – why do we find it challenging to express our deepest emotions to those we love? It was as if the song captured the essence of love's complexities, revealing that sometimes silence can be more damaging than words. The emotional depth of the song evoked a range of feelings, prompting introspection on the intricacies of human relationships.
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As winter fades and spring emerges, the weeping willow trees flourish, and the grass and flowers bloom with radiant smiles. The return of the little swallows from the south marks the arrival of a new season.
One Friday afternoon, upon returning home from school, a serendipitous encounter unfolded before me – a tiny swallow diligently constructing its nest on the eaves of my house. Clad in its feathered "tuxedo," the swallow meticulously collected thin, elastic straw in its beak, weaving them into the foundation of its abode. With each delicate placement of straw in the mud, the swallow forged its shelter, intertwining nature's elements to create a safe haven. Amidst challenges and setbacks, the little swallow persevered, devoting endless hours to the construction process.
One stormy night, fierce winds swept through, dismantling the nest that stood as a testament to the swallow's hard work. Despite this setback, the following morning revealed the swallow's unwavering determination as it recommenced the construction tirelessly, almost without respite until late into the night. Day after day, the little swallow persisted, overcoming obstacles with a spirit akin to that of its avian counterparts. Finally, the nest stood complete, freeing the small swallows from the daily struggle to build new abodes.
Just as the swallow displayed resilience in the face of adversity, its story serves as a reminder to us all – to embrace challenges with tenacity and never waver in the pursuit of our goals. Life, no matter how big or small, symbolizes vibrancy, embodying the essence of unity and harmony between mankind and nature.
Reflection on the Composition of Sixth Grade Elementary Students 27
The Double Ninth Festival stands as a time-honored tradition in our Chinese culture, celebrated annually on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month. Taking place in the refreshing autumn air, the festival holds significance as a day to honor and respect the elderly, with the custom of ascending to great heights serving as a tribute to the season and the revered elders – leading to its moniker, Old Man's Day.
My family and I embarked on a journey to Beijing's Fragrant Mountain to partake in the festivities of the Double Ninth Festival this year. Trekking along the foothills, we marveled at the scenic beauty and witnessed numerous elderly individuals climbing alongside us, exuding joy and enthusiasm in celebrating the occasion. Upon reaching the mountain peak, we encountered a vibrant gathering of seniors, engaging in music, dance, and various jubilant activities.
Following our visit to Xiangshan, we extended our respects to my grandmother and other elderly members of the community, bearing gifts and conveying heartfelt blessings. The village committee's tradition of presenting condolence gifts to the elderly exemplifies the collective care and regard for senior citizens within society, reflecting the widespread trend of cherishing and venerating elder members throughout China.
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Life is fleeting, a mere moment in time. Every minute and every second, countless lives are lost – to car accidents that shatter the dreams of young souls, to the ruthless hands of mad killers that extinguish countless futures.
In the brevity of life, one must learn to savor its essence. Those in rural settings yearn for the bustle of city life, while city dwellers long for the tranquility of the countryside. Taking a stroll in the fields, feeding the geese, and walking along the riverbank with a loyal companion – isn't that a form of bliss? Some may find contentment in simplicity, while others strive tirelessly for wealth only to find emptiness. The toil of manual labor may not yield as much as the strategic minds that earn in a month what others strive for in a year. The key lies in hard work and dedication in youth to secure a fulfilled life in old age.
To sit on a porch swing on a quiet afternoon, to savor a cup of tea while listening to melodies – these simple pleasures are not granted to everyone. Beneath the surface, societal ills run deep, fueling discontent and frustration. Despite the perceived injustices, there are those who continue to innovate amidst adversity. The essence of triumph and everlasting success is not lost on those who persist against all odds.
I have never idolized anyone, except for my mother. Growing up in a single-parent household under my grandparent's care, my mother faced life's challenges with stoicism. Tirelessly she worked, her hands weathered with time, persevering through struggles that would break many. Despite limited education, she possessed a literary talent, often recounting past triumphs with pride. Her wisdom transcended worldly temptations, finding solace not in leisure but in understanding the world's pain through news and music.
Earning my first writing honorarium of 10 Yuan felt like striking gold, seeing the pride in my mother's eyes as she beheld my accomplishment – a moment etched forever in my memory.