In study, work or life, everyone has the experience of writing compositions, and they are very familiar with compositions. Compositions are verbal activities in which people express their feelings in written form. Still at a loss for composition? Below is the last composition for grades 61 and 6 that I compiled for everyone. It is for reference only. Let’s take a look at it together. The last composition for grade 616, Part 1
June 1st is Children’s Day. I stood blankly on the green grassy playground, and a feeling of loss came over my heart. Because, in one hour, the school will hold an event to celebrate June 1st, which is of special significance to our group of graduates.
When the music started to play, a group of first graders suddenly poured out from the back playground. They quickly and accurately stood in their positions. Everything was so orderly. Suddenly, I found that their understanding was extraordinary. "Let's row the oars, little boat..." They followed the music and slowly began to paddle. They walked back and forth with light steps, sometimes to the left, holding hands with this one, and sometimes to the right. , holding hands with that person, moving forward for a while, dancing with friends, turning around again, practicing steps with classmates... "The boat floats gently in the water, with the cool wind blowing in the face." The music lasts, Xiaodou Although there was nothing special about the ending movements of the beans, they all raised their heads, focused on the national flag, and saluted the team. At this moment, I seemed to be back on the campus six years ago: we stared blankly at the national flag and shouted inspiring slogans. We were ignorant at that time, but we knew this was a new beginning! Likewise, we are now facing a new starting point and preparing for a new departure. On the last Children’s Day, we want to give something back. So all the teachers and students of our sixth grade stood under the five-star red flag and recited "Tomorrow, We Graduate"; "Once, we sweated profusely under the scorching sun; once, we secretly worked hard for our dreams..." Looking down at that section Stepping up the stairs, I remembered that six years ago, we climbed up breathlessly, but now it only takes nine or ten steps. Looking up at the vibrant teaching building, the joy in my heart is gone, leaving only nostalgia and love. Looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, I look forward to the new collective life...
The last June 1st. Classmate, let me call you again; teacher, let me thank you; alma mater, let me look at you again! Tomorrow, we will take off our childish children's clothes and put on our solemn school uniforms to wave goodbye to you... The last 616 grade essay 2
The six years of primary school life passed by in the blink of an eye. , we also usher in our last Children's Day.
The last Children’s Day means that we will bid farewell to our childhood full of laughter and laughter, bid farewell to the partners we get along with day and night, bid farewell to our amiable teachers, bid farewell to our familiar alma mater, and become a member of society. teenager. Today, our graduating class and classmates from other grades gathered in this playground to celebrate our Children’s Day. Looking at the children in lower grades than us, we lament how fleeting time is, because tomorrow’s Children’s Day no longer belongs to us. We can no longer wear the bright red scarf, and can no longer compete with classmates for candy. Nor can we childishly sleep with a bear in our arms, just because we have grown up.
Maybe many years later, when we embrace the memories and think of our last "June 1st", we still feel a lot of reluctance in our hearts. Soon, I will no longer be a primary school student, I will enter a new school - middle school, to meet the call of the new league emblem, to hold the hand of another strange friend, to receive the irrigation of new knowledge. Sitting in the classroom, the teacher stood on the podium, spitting, and the chalk in his hand drew a perfect end to our elementary school life.
The students under the podium were still chattering, and my thoughts had already flown to the window to look up at the old banyan tree. I still remember that a few friends and I played games around the old banyan tree. I still remember that I sat under the tree and poured out my endless troubles to the old banyan tree. I still remember that we put the wishing bottle filled with dreams with our own hands. Hanging on the old banyan tree. There are so many things that I can’t forget. When I was a child, I longed to grow up quickly and grow taller so that I could reach the sugar cubes on the cupboard. Now, I have finally grown taller, but I have lost my happy childhood, bid farewell to my last "June 1", and bid farewell to my colorful childhood.
Farewell, my alma mater; farewell, my childhood. I firmly believe that one day, I will grow up, and this is the sweet price. The last composition for grade 61 grade 3
My mother and I were sitting at the window table of KFC, and I was enjoying the bags of KFC delicacies on the table; the bird flu has passed, and today’s Children’s Day On Children's Day, the deserted KFC store was full again. Children who had endured it for more than a month were eating and drinking on this holiday of their own. This is my last Children’s Day. After this Children’s Day, there will be no Children’s Day in my life.
Time slips by us quietly, just like watching a movie. The time passes in a while, and only the wonderful scenes from the movie are left in our hearts; our days also pass by. It has passed, and only the good times of the past remain in my mind. Time is like a pair of powerful hands, pushing the whole world, pushing the young to maturity, the young to old age, and the old to death.
Thinking about what happened in the past, I went from a naive, ignorant child to a decent, independent young man in the blink of an eye. I felt a little excited, but also a little reluctant to leave.
Time urges us to grow, and the six years of primary school life are like a movie; after more or less June 1st, the last one will pass. How happy I am to think of the Children’s Day in my childhood! The school held a Children's Day activity, and we all participated happily; they distributed a lot of jelly candies, and we danced happily; when we got home, my parents would buy me Children's Day gifts, and maybe accompany me to eat out. A meal or KFC. However, the last June 1st day in the sixth grade of primary school passed in the blink of an eye. After this day of play, we were no longer children, but already young people; after that, we could no longer happily spend June 1st, and we could no longer eat the school share. Sweet candies and delicious jelly, no gifts from parents, no go out for delicious food on June 1st. We have to enter junior high school and devote ourselves to studying intensely.
Time will always flow by, and you can’t keep it; the last June Day will always pass, which means that we have grown up. Time will not stop, let alone go back; if we want to go back to the past, it is impossible. We can only bravely face the next life and the various tests that will follow; if you cannot face the various tests, you will cry to the sky. I desperately want God to give me another life, but it’s absolutely impossible! Time will only abandon you and leave you no benefit. An inch of time is worth an inch of gold; an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. We must cherish every minute and every second now to welcome a better life tomorrow! The last composition for Grade 61, Part 4
"June 1st" is a festival that belongs to children and a festival that belongs to us. We can play without any worries on this day. In my past festivals, I always spent a whole day laughing and playing, which was considered as having passed the Children's Day and my festival. But this year is my last and only Children's Day, and I am about to leave my alma mater. As I gradually become more sensible, I begin to cherish this precious day, our sixth holiday!
In the morning, I get up early As soon as I got up, I was greeted by a delicious morning - Long Yuyang’s mother generously treated Duan Jinrui and me to a buffet!
In the car, we were fooling around, not wanting to have any regrets on the last Saturday... After arriving at the destination, as soon as we opened the door, a scent of fragrance hit our nostrils. "It smells so good!" compliments kept coming from our mouths. After entering, we saw a dazzling array of food and ingredients. People on the table were eating with relish, and we looked at it with greed. We washed our hands quickly and sat on our seats one by one. Each of us has a pot, which we use to cook food. How delicious it is when mixed with fragrant sauce! This Children’s Day is a time to enjoy delicious food!
In the afternoon, happiness kept coming to us - tearing off famous brands. We have been divided into groups in advance. You must not have guessed that in each group there is a traitor sent by another group. After a game of wisdom and strength, our group won! In the third round, we did not lose our passion because of fatigue, and the game became more and more exciting. Because we girls are not very strong, we watched the battle from the sidelines and waited for the right moment before rushing forward. At that moment, I tore Cui Hengwei to pieces! Hahaha, no one expected it! This Children’s Day is a day of relaxation!
With the arrival of the setting sun, the joy of the last Children’s Day ended... The Last Children’s Day Composition for Grade 6 5
No one will always be in childhood, but there will always be someone there. After Children's Day. Starting from birth, the products with a shelf life of twelve years will be delivered on June 1st, and the visa cannot be refused or expired. The festival that is as willful as a child also leads us from toddlers who cannot express themselves to duplicitous teenagers, moving forward step by step every year and never looking back.
Liuyi is endowed with innocent and lovely emotions by children. Just as it happened, the last June 1st party was delivered to the campus full of children's laughter.
The head teacher brought in a small box, and the colorful packaging corners poked out of the box. Watching the teacher take out a small animal eraser very seriously, the eyes under the glasses are twinkling, and the child-like playfulness makes people feel happy. Holding the small eraser in my hand, I feel like I heard the noise of the children fighting for erasers.
From infants to teenagers, from immature to full of passion, what remains unchanged is our never-stop pace of progress. Looking at the confident young man on the classroom stage, I remembered a sentence: "There is a cluster of flowers in my heart that grow against the scorching sun. It is more fragrant than any fine wine. The hot fragrance drowns the scarecrow's chest, and the spirit of the scarecrow will live forever from now on." The young man's mind is like a rose covered with thorns, delicate but stubborn, indestructible.
As the music plays, everything becomes better, with laughter inside and birdsong outside. Five or six people gathered together, jumping and jostling, and soon musical chairs turned into a two-player game. The winners and losers were drowned in laughter, and the breath of regret was fleeting.
The chirping of cicadas in summer was covered up in the sound of jumping, and the whirring sound of fans blew away the stuffy atmosphere of the classroom.
If "Square for the Stool" ignited the atmosphere in the hustle and bustle, then "Who's the Undercover" made people experience a unique kind of joy in the midst of tension.
The students on the stage used words to describe each other and spliced ??their "identities" together, while the students in the audience couldn't guess which one it was. Perhaps they hid it too well, and one person was not guessed in every round. Despite this, everyone still enjoyed it.
Slowly, the people, activities and atmosphere slowed down. Everyone packed up their things in unison, and the June 1st party had already come to an end in their hearts.
Fragments of sunlight streaked across the treetops and fell on the broken hair. Looking at the young people leaving one by one, I thought maybe we were already ready to embark on a new journey, but it was just because our hearts were filled with a little uneasiness. , hesitating and hesitating, feeling that we were not ready and that we did not have enough courage - but on this day we all took that step and found that everything was actually better than imagined. The last 616 grade composition, Part 6
The birds are singing in this late spring and early summer, and we once again welcome our own festival-Children's Day!
This year’s Children’s Day falls on the weekend, which is a lot of fun for the children! There are no worries about school, there are no piles of homework in sight, and the sun rises again, which brings a good omen to this Children's Day! In the playground, there should be joyful laughter everywhere; in the large supermarket, there must be children everywhere; in the park, there must be children chasing each other! Holding ice cream in your left hand, iced milk tea in your right hand, and carrying a big bag full of potato chips and biscuits on your arm, asking your parents to go shopping with you - isn't this a great pleasure in life? Maybe when I walk on the street, I will see two children holding hands, jumping up and down, singing cheerful songs, and sharing their snacks with each other; maybe when I eat at KFC, I will see a few primary school students. Have a small party there and celebrate your own festival together.
Of course, everyone has different ways of celebrating the holidays, and my way of celebrating the holidays is also unique.
Children’s Day is naturally accompanied by delicious food. In addition to the snacks I bought, I also want to make some with my own hands! I will invite two friends to create our delicious pudding and fruit salad together! Go shopping first, buy snacks and materials, and then start working at home! I bought various flavors of QQ candy and wanted to make various puddings of different colors. After thinking about it, I couldn’t wait.
After a long time, it was afternoon, and the three of us could enjoy it! Sitting on the sofa, tasting delicious food, reading magazines, sipping milk tea, and chatting, a happy smile appeared on my face. Oh! Isn't this the most beautiful time in life?
We decide our festivals, and we sing about our childhood! It’s my last Children’s Day. This Children’s Day, let’s smile together for our festival! The Last Sixth Grade Composition Part 7
The day before yesterday was June 1st, and it was also the last June 1st for our Grade 1 (3) students. On that day, we held a number of events to commemorate it.
The first is the double one-legged jumping competition initiated by the head teacher. Damn it, my partner was pursuing speed, which made me scream behind me, but he actually said that my doing so was detrimental to the honor of the class... Brother, this is a competition in the class, just one class... How could it harm the honor of the class? I think he was concerned about his personal dignity and wanted to find a better way to get down, right?
Various activities held in the classroom afterwards were "secretly planned" by the class cadres. Why is it called a "secret plan"? Because this is what they decided privately. To put it more esotericly, it means that they did not reveal any information about the activities the day before yesterday and were tight-lipped; to put it more simply, it means that even the teachers did not know what activities they had planned... The activity has started... No, I can't stand it anymore, I Smile! ...No, how can a child who doesn’t know sign language guess the sign language understand it? No... This trick is too cheap... No wonder you don't let the teacher know...
Ah, finally the happiest moment has come - eating the birthday cake! That's right, it's a birthday cake. Children's Day is a holiday for children, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is their second birthday! However, poor children who were born on June 1st only have one birthday, while children who were born on February 29th have two birthdays! Speaking of which, this cake is estimated to be about thirty inches, right? It seems that the cadres of our class must have bled a lot, and there are at least four or five old heads. Tsk tsk tsk... it’s time to eat, ahem, no... for my classmates, it’s just fun! Baga...I just now feel the pain of those people who were attacked by cakes in the TV series. Oh my gosh, is it so sticky? Toilet! ! ! ! ! ...I finally washed off the cream on my face that had been smeared by my classmates. Before it was dry, there was another wave of attacks...the third attack. Oh my god, I can't survive! ! ! Fortunately, someone saved the rest of the cake, and I got a share of the cake. Indeed, the taste was still very good! It's a pity that such a good cake was ruined like this...
School is over and the activities are over. Through this activity, I think all the students in the class should lose their childishness and become standard teenagers.
Yes, just like the theme of this event "Farewell to childhood and welcome youth", the last Children's Day is both the end and the starting point! The last composition for Grade 61, Part 8
Everyone will be very happy when "June 1" mentions this festival, because it is Children's Day, our holiday. But this year will be our last Children’s Day in elementary school. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a lot of emotions, some are happy - we have grown up; some are sad - we can no longer be as carefree as we were when we were children, and our classmates who have been together for six years will also part ways...
In During these "June 1" Children's Day, we had a very fulfilling and happy time. On the morning of June 1st, the school held the opening ceremony of "June 1st". Many parents came to the school and surrounded the entire playground. One wonderful program was performed one after another, and parents and students watched it with gusto. All of them applauded and praised extremely...
The opening ceremony is over, and the "June 1" Sports Meeting will begin next. . On the field, athletes are everywhere. In order to achieve better results, they all try their best to compete for the first place. Running, softball, high jump...you name it, many people signed up for each event, and nine out of ten students signed up for at least one event. Unconsciously, this "June 1st" passed quickly. It was really not used to saying goodbye to "June 1st" for a while, because it was not only the last "June 1st", it would also be our childhood. We are no longer children...
This is our last "June 1" in elementary school. I will definitely keep this "June 1" in my heart. In the near future, we We are about to enter junior high school life. I wonder if we will see each other again in the future... The last 616 grade essay 9
In a blink of an eye, primary school life is coming to an end, and we have ushered in the last one in our lives. "June 1".
Today happened to be Monday, and I had been in class all morning. As soon as I returned to the classroom at noon, I found that the whole class had become "salespeople." Everyone is running around with a stack of classmate records in their hands. It seems that I have to do "homework" again this noon.
I wrote it all day long and my hands were numb, but I finally finished it and I could happily watch the show in the afternoon.
"Hello everyone, I am the host..." Following the host's words, we entered the "June 1st" party. "You are my superhero, I am singing this Lhasa song for you now, a little love..." Our whole class sang, obviously stealing the limelight from the classmates who were singing on the podium in front of us.
The following is our highlight. The game of musical chairs is to find 6 people and put 5 chairs. In each round, as long as you hear the song stop, sit on the chair. Look, there are only two games left, and everyone is staring at the last chair. Suddenly, the music stopped suddenly, and I saw the two students pushing each other and grabbing the stool. One of the students reached out to grab the chair, and the other student saw the situation and sat down on the bench. Got it, won!
After eating the cake, I saw a slim cake fairy standing on a round cream cake. So beautiful, like a fairy with big eyes and long eyelashes dancing in front of me wearing a blue gauze dress studded with diamonds. I was thinking crazy, and I actually came up with something, until the person next to me patted me and said, "Hey, what are you thinking about? If you don't put the cake in, it will be gone." When I heard this, I immediately swish like a gust of wind. I ran to the teacher and asked for a piece of cream cake. Well, fairy sister is not only beautiful but also delicious!
The last "June 1" was so happy! The last 616 grade composition, Chapter 10
Today, the students braved the scorching sun and rehearsed two classes in a row, so many voices of dissatisfaction broke out in the team.
At this time, Teacher Ji spoke: "Students, this is your last Children's Day, or, in a sense, this is also a unique childhood farewell ceremony for you. , This will bring a happy ending to our children's life."
Listening to the teacher's words, my heart tightened. Yes, this is the last "June 1" Children's Day. After this "June 1" Children's Day, we will never have the opportunity to celebrate a Children's Day like this again.
In the first grade, we performed "Ode to the Goose" together; in the second grade, we performed "The Wandering Son"; in the third grade, we performed "Mulan"; in the fourth grade, we performed "The Song of the Goose" together. Happy with the same joy"...the pictures from the past began to appear clearly in our minds.
I still remember that when I was a child, I most wanted to go to the senior grade, because there was no need to rehearse in the senior grade. However, when I actually reached the senior grade, I missed my childhood very much. Thinking of this, my eyes can't help but Wet.
Yes, time flies by so fast that it never comes back, like a thousand-mile horse that never looks back. After this summer, we will no longer be children, and we will never be able to celebrate Children's Day again. Even if we have another chance, I will definitely not be the protagonist. From now on, none of us can go back to the past. The only thing we can cherish is what we have now. Therefore, we must make good use of this last "June 1" Children's Day.
Strangely, Teacher Ji’s words silenced all of us. No matter how long the rehearsal lasted, no one complained anymore. The last 61st and 6th grade composition Chapter 11
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by. We welcome the annual 61st National Day Children's Day, and it is the last Children's Day.
We were particularly happy on this day. During the June 1st ceremony, the principal announced that today was a no-criticism day. As the principal announced the start of the garden tour, we started to play. Li Yuhan and I queued up to play the game lottery for Class 9, but after queuing for a long time, we didn’t get any. There were so many people, and the sun was shining brightly on my face early. It was so hot! We walked around and wanted to play the game of Class 4, which was on Running Brothers. It was very interesting, but there were really too many people, so we gave up.
We rushed to the game of our class and worked together to stick to our noses. Li Yuhan and I cooperated, and Fan Jiayue and Hu Yancong cooperated. We lined up, which was very time-consuming. We waited in line for a long time. Fan Jiayue and I would do it from time to time. We went to the front to see if it was ready, and also to see the technique of sticking the nose. We told the two of them after we came back. So I heard the teacher say: "Fan Jiayue, Wen Ziyi, come and help!" The two of us went there. After a long time, it was time to meet Li Yuhan. It looked very simple to me, but it was not that difficult for me to operate it myself. Simple, just listen to Li Yuhan say: "Turn left, go straight forward, go down a little, go left a little, then right a little, and let it go." Once I really got it right, we won. Two lottery tickets, one for each person, we happily exchanged them. I returned to my class, so I started to help. We gave a little tip at the end, which was very happy. Finally, we went back to the classroom to watch TV. We were so happy.
This is our last Children’s Day. We had such a happy time. I hope this scene will never be forgotten in my heart. The last 616 grade composition, Part 12
Last night, I was lying in front of the desk writing my homework.
Suddenly I looked up and saw today’s date clearly marked on the exquisite little calendar in front of my desk: May 31st. I suddenly realized: Tomorrow... is June 1st? "June 1st" is a very abstract yet concrete term in my mind. "June 1" means holidays, gifts, parks, parties, laughter, happiness, and a carefree childhood.
The joy once a year, the expectation once a year, is tomorrow, but... looking at the messy homework piled on the desk, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. There is no more expectation, no more excitement. Maybe, when we grow up, we should learn to be indifferent... On the morning of June 1st, the sky was blue and the sun was bright. The students entered the class one after another, and morning reading began as usual. The students looked calm and indifferent.
Have we forgotten that today is June 1st? Or do you have no expectations and don’t want to mention it? Class comes and goes, everything is calm as usual. During gymnastics, the teacher announced that the last class in the afternoon would organize us to watch a movie. There was no cheering, no excitement, we calmly accepted this not-so-surprising “holiday gift.” Class continues after returning to class, and everyone is secretly worried about the next English test.
The afternoon Chinese class went by very quickly. As soon as the bell rang, the students quickly left the classroom in twos and threes and rushed to the Capital Cinema. The movie was predictably boring, but it was quite enjoyable to chat with Little P while chewing bubble gum. After watching the movie, I took a bus home alone. I got out of the car and walked slowly home in a loss. Suddenly I saw a group of children, wearing cute headdresses, holding snacks and toys, holding colorful balloons, jumping up and down, laughing and making noise. With carefree laughter, they walked happily from my side. Brushed. Looking at their cheerful backs and jumping balloons, I feel really envious, even jealous of them. They are still living "June 1", which means they still have childhood, carefree time and carefree rights; and I, my childhood, will be in this last "June 1" When "One" ends, it will become a memory forever and become the past tense forever. I no longer have the right to call myself a child or to call myself carefree; I no longer have the right to live on June 1st... What I felt in an instant was loss, even fear. I still have a few short hours and a short "June 1".
I feel at a loss. What should I do now? Walking slowly while meditating. Suddenly, there was a colorful scene in front of me. It was an old woman holding a handful of colorful balloons and standing on the street selling them. After a slight hesitation, he stepped forward and took out his wallet, picked out a pale pink balloon that floated the highest, held it in his hand, and continued walking slowly. The pale pink balloon followed my footsteps, jumping left and right, up and down, jumping very briskly and dexterously. The soft, elegant, well-behaved pale pink balloon was dancing in the setting sun. Under the light, there is actually a dreamlike flavor, which seems more and more hazy and unreal.
I don’t know how many times I have raised a colorful balloon and let joy fly in the air with each balloon; today, maybe it is the last time? Will I still have the opportunity and the mood to lift it in the future? In fact, it has been a long time since I had the courage to happily walk down the street holding a balloon; unknowingly, I also began to look down upon "children's toys" and childishness.
All this seems eager to prove that I have grown up! But today, when I am really about to lose my childhood, why do I feel so helpless and nostalgic? He was about to reach the courtyard gate when his footsteps suddenly stopped. Pat the dust on the ground, sit carefully on the roadside, quietly stare at the pale pink balloons still floating carefree in the night sky, and let your thoughts fly freely. Carefully store every bit of childhood in it.
Then, I gently let go of my hand and silently watched the balloon storing my childhood rise and rise lightly, drifting and drifting gently with the wind, until it flew to the high sky... …Tomorrow will be a new day. The Last Sixth Grade Composition for Grade 13 Chapter 13
Well, it’s really emotional to think back to the last June 1st that belonged to us two years ago?
June 1 is a feast for our children. Today is the last Children's Day in my life. Although there is a trace of sadness, I am worried that I will still be like a blooming flower, wandering in the ocean of joy. This year's Sixth School has prepared a large-scale cultural performance and an award ceremony. The program includes beautiful dances, funny sketches, beautiful and euphemistic songs, and humorous cross talk. It is very lively.
The first program was the poetry recitation "Youth China". Listening to it, I felt like I was immersed in the scene. The second program is a dance performance - Latin dance. As the beautiful music comes to mind, the students on the stage dance happily, like happy butterflies flying all over the sky. It is really beautiful. The performance is over. Got a lot of applause.
The most unforgettable program among them is the sketch "I Want to Be a Beggar". The name is very interesting. After talking about the three-dimensional students, they all talked about their ideals. If anyone wants to be a writer, it's okay. The family, the beggar, finally got what he wanted after hard work, and the beggar suffered abuse from others all day long. He originally thought that the beggar could get gold coins without working, but he had peers but no benefits, and he really regretted it. Great, in fact, everyone has ideals, and we should also work hard to choose the right direction in life.
The performance was almost over, and the whole audience was restless. At this time, it was time to sing in the last program. Suddenly a voice sounded, and then started singing. The students gradually blended in and clapped together. After the program ended, we returned to the classroom. There seemed to be a lot of movies. It happened to be a classmate's birthday. We celebrated his birthday together. The whole class ate cake together and had a great time.
This Children’s Day is our last Children’s Day, and it is also the end of our graduation. There will no longer be Children’s Day. Well, I really miss Children’s Day.
The last Saturday comes and goes as soon as I want, and I really miss it. However, I was really a little excited when the first day of junior high school started, hoping to have a good relationship with my classmates.