Many people have written compositions in their study, work, and life. According to the characteristics of propositional writing, compositions can be divided into propositional compositions and non-propositional compositions. So do you know how to write a good essay? Below is my carefully compiled composition for the sixth grade of Umbrella. You are welcome to share it. Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 1
Everyone must have something that they cannot forget. No matter how long it takes, it will bury your feelings in the bottom of your heart together with the incident until something similar happens. The scene happens again.
During this period, the weather is always changing. Sometimes it is sunny, the sun hangs in the sky, emitting dazzling light, bringing hot sunshine, and sometimes there are gusts of cool wind and raindrops.
Every time it rains when school is over in the afternoon, I will think of the autumn of that year again.
On that rainy day, it rained very hard, and the whole day was much darker than usual. After the second period of get out of class, the students ran out as usual, but suddenly they found a heavy downpour in the dark sky. I was worried alone in the corridor. I didn't bring an umbrella. How could I go back when it rained so heavily? Ah, the students on the side were all looking at the rain, but there was no trace of sadness on their faces. It turned out that most of the students had read the weather forecast and brought umbrellas.
The school bell rang, and as I expected, the rain still didn’t stop. After school, I grabbed a classmate’s umbrella and walked out of the school gate. While hiding from the rain, I thought to myself: “I can’t I'm not going to leave here, so I secretly made up my mind to "run" home. Just when I was about to take action, a familiar sound of "Dong Zihan" flowed into my ears. I turned around and saw that it was me. My mother came with my brother to bring me an umbrella. "It's raining so hard, are you going to run back without an umbrella?" I smiled softly and walked home with my mother. The direction is moving forward in the heavy rain. I really didn’t expect my mother to come. It’s hard enough for my mother to take care of my younger brother at home all day long, but she even took my one-year-old younger brother to brave the rain to give me an umbrella. I think the balance of maternal love has always been on my side.
Umbrella, you are not only a good helper for human beings on rainy days, but also a rainbow of emotions between people
Instructor: Chen Fang
Comments: Read the essay It is like writing about an umbrella, but it conveys family affection and care. The description center is clear, the theme is prominent, and the narrative is smooth and smooth. In the composition, the author's delicate inner feelings are also revealed through the understanding of the umbrella. great! Umbrella composition for sixth grade 2
I remember that when my mother just bought a pot of umbrella bamboo, I was attracted by it: each leaf seemed to be a petal, long and slender, on each stem. The top is composed of green flowers. Among the many potted flowers placed in my home, it is the most distinctive. “Elegant” is the best way to describe it.
At first, I just liked the unique appearance of umbrella bamboo. But gradually, the quality of umbrella bamboo also deeply infected me.
Didn’t Mr. Lao She say: “Although there are many flowers, there are no exotic flowers and grasses. I only raise some flowers and plants that are easy to grow and can survive by myself.” I think that’s what Umbrella Bamboo is like. Flowers and plants that can fight for themselves"! It is certainly not some "exotic flower". Among the dazzling, gorgeous and rich flowers and plants in front of the old flower seller, it was not very eye-catching and was placed in a corner. But it still attracted many passers-by to stop and watch quietly.
The flower-growing skills of our family of three are really hard to compliment. Mr. Lao She and I feel the same about this. Some expensive southern flowers and plants are useless in my family. They never look forward to blooming, and some even die young. Can you be happy watching a life die under your own hands?
Although the umbrella bamboo is not so gorgeous and luxurious, it has tenacious vitality. When the life of one tree ends and it becomes something like a wheat straw, a new tree will immediately grow from its original place. It can thrive even without the special care of sunlight and water. A naughty ghost once tied a few knots on a leaf of the umbrella bamboo. The umbrella bamboo grew silently. As the leaves grew longer, the knots loosened and opened on their own. Isn’t this amazing vitality?
I like umbrella bamboo. I like its uniqueness, its elegance and refinement, its elegance, and even more its tenacious vitality.
Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 3
When I was young, there was no school in our village, so we had to go to a town eight miles away to go to school. The journey is long, and we are most afraid of rainy days. Suddenly, it started raining heavily on the way, and it turned into a drowned rat. At that time, how I longed for an umbrella!
One time, on the way home from school, I got caught in the rain again. I fell ill when I got home, and my whole body was burning hot. My mother touched my head and her eye circles became red. I was young and ignorant at that time, so I couldn't understand my mother's difficulties, but I said: "It would be great if we had an umbrella. Let's buy one!"
My mother thought for a long time, and finally said every word Said: "Buy, let's buy one!"
After hearing what my mother said, I was dubious. Life at home was very difficult in those days. How could she have the money to buy me an umbrella? However, I know my mother’s temper. She always says what she says to her children.
That night, she got on the loom early. With a kick of her foot and a move of her hands, the sound of the loom filled the room with "clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang clang." That night, I fell asleep with the sound of the machine on my pillow. When I woke up early in the morning, the machine was still ringing. Ah, my mother has been weaving all night. I quietly walked up to my mother and shouted tremblingly: "Mom!" My mother looked at me with red eyes and smiled unnaturally. Tears welled up in my eyes and I said, "Mom, please stop staying up late, I don't want an umbrella."
My mother smiled and said, "Silly boy, we still have to buy an umbrella. Mom. Just stay up a few more nights and you'll be fine..."
Finally one day, my mother cut off the cloth. When I came back from selling cloth at the market, my mother was very happy. When she saw me, she immediately opened the printed baggage and said with a smile on her face, "Take it, the umbrella you want!"
"Ah, Umbrella!" I exclaimed, taking the umbrella from my mother's hand. This is an anise butter umbrella. I opened it, closed it, opened it again, closed it again, lifted it up, twisted the umbrella handle, and let it spin in the air. When I was overjoyed, I looked up and saw my mother's smiling face like butter cloth. I felt sour and tears welled up in my eyes...
From then on, a butter umbrella accompanied me. I went from junior high school to high school, to university, and then to work. Gradually, this butter umbrella became outdated, but I couldn't bear to throw it away. I carry this umbrella as if my mother is by my side, making me never forget my mother and her love for me. Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 4
Perhaps you have never noticed it, or perhaps you have experienced it personally, but have forgotten it because of the passage of time. But every time it rains, it's everywhere.
It is an umbrella, it is an ordinary umbrella, it is an ordinary but tilted umbrella. This umbrella brings people not only visual beauty, but also a spiritual shock to us.
It was another rainy day, and I was walking on the road holding an umbrella, complaining that there was no selfless love in the world. Everyone on the street is holding an umbrella, and the upright umbrellas form a unique scenery on the street. Suddenly I found an umbrella that was not straight up. I looked forward and saw a mother and a little boy under the umbrella. It was the mother who was holding the umbrella. I thought the umbrella would tilt slightly towards the little boy's mother, because I felt that everyone is inevitably a little selfish. But when I took a closer look, my heart was shocked at that moment. The umbrella slowly continued to tilt, the more it tilted, the more it tilted. The person with the large umbrella above her head was not the little boy's mother, but the little boy. Above the little boy's mother was a gloomy sky.
Just a few minutes later, the little boy seemed to notice the tilt of the umbrella and began to fight for the umbrella with his mother. After the little boy grabbed it, he tilted the umbrella towards his mother, just like his mother did just now. After my mother noticed it, she smiled happily and soon changed to an angry look. So, on that rainy day, the umbrellas held by the little boy and his mother kept swinging back and forth. Seeing this scene, my heart suddenly aroused a surge of excitement. I was moved, I was moved by something I thought was impossible.
Yes! Parents all hope that their children’s sky will be blue. What moved me was not only the care of my parents, but also the little boy who was still at an innocent age, because he understood something that many adults did not understand - love for his parents.
In fact, love is all around us, everywhere. It doesn't have to be big, dramatic things. Most of the time, it emerges from little things. Like this tilted umbrella.
Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 5
Speaking of that little flower umbrella, I couldn’t help but burst into tears. Because in that heavy rain, I truly realized the maternal love hidden around me.
That incident happened in April or May, when I was in class. Suddenly, there was a bang, lightning and thunder, and the sky suddenly became much cloudier. After a while, it started to rain. The announcement asked the children to go downstairs early, and it was finally our turn. We hurried downstairs like a bird just out of the cage, and found that the rain was already five or six centimeters high. Now I felt uneasy, thinking: Will my mother not come to pick me up? It's raining so hard, she definitely won't pick me up. We didn’t even cross the street before we were disbanded. I quickly went to the original place to wait for my mother, and saw that familiar face standing in front of me. I shouted loudly; "Mom, Mom!" My mother asked me with concern: "Are you cold?" Sit on the car quickly. I looked at my mother carefully. My mother's face was already wet. In order to pick me up, she went to school to pick me up regardless. She also handed me her only umbrella. Drenched in the rain. I held the umbrella carefully, tears kept rolling in my eyes. I returned home in the car. Although the weather became very cold, my heart felt much warmer. After entering the house, my mother said her head hurt. I took her temperature and it suddenly reached 38 degrees. I panicked and quickly picked up my pocket money and bought some medicine for my mother. When I got home, I prepared the medicine for my mother and she drank it. Finally, day after day, my mother's condition improved a lot. My mother stroked my head and said to me: "My child, you have finally grown up." I said to my mother: "Mom, this is what I should do. You lent me the umbrella for me. If it weren't for this You won’t get sick either.”
Yes, one person said it well: “Whoever speaks of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.” We must experience love with our heart. Use actions to express your belief that love is by your side. In that heavy rain, I will never forget that little flower umbrella, because it contains my mother’s deep love for me. Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 6
From the time I can remember, I vaguely remember an umbrella. It is not bright and even a little old, but it is my favorite because it carries the memories of my childhood. .
I just entered the first grade of elementary school, which is the age of so-so. The so-so disease came suddenly on a rainy day. I lost the new umbrella that my mother had put in my schoolbag in the morning! I saw all my classmates... They proudly held colorful umbrellas and left with a smile. I felt very uncomfortable.
I had to look anxiously for that familiar figure in the rain curtain. After a while, I really found the most unique umbrella among the colorful umbrellas. I ran over without hesitation, passed through the vast sea of ??people, and hid under the small but safe old umbrella.
When the umbrella saw me coming, it naturally tilted towards where I was standing, as if it had been enchanted, and I knew very well that the person who cast the magic must be my dear one. dad. Ever since I was little, he has always picked me up from school on time with this ugly, old, but very cute umbrella. That's why the umbrella and I are like old friends. It protects me from the rain and I give it a smile.
Now it seems that the umbrella can be regarded as an "old antique", and the pattern on the umbrella has changed beyond recognition. But every time I see this umbrella, all the joy and happiness of my childhood rainy days will come to my mind involuntarily, and my father’s handsome appearance when he was young will also come to my mind. I and my umbrella, which is “full of stories”, have witnessed it together. The ups and downs of my five years in primary school.
My umbrella and I will face various situations in a long life, but I firmly believe that with this umbrella in my heart, it will protect me from wind and rain no matter when, and help me grow up. Add a sense of courage to your journey. Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 7
"Wow, wow, wow", I liked raining very much when I was a child. Whenever it starts to rain, there is always an umbrella waiting for me outside the school gate. It was a big pink umbrella with a silver-gray cylindrical handle. The dark blue handle was held tightly by my mother's hand.
Now that big umbrella is still standing quietly in the corner of my balcony. One day, I accidentally saw that umbrella. Even though it was very worn, it still brought back memories for me.
It was a sultry afternoon. The class was extremely quiet, and the air seemed to be condensed. Suddenly, I heard a "pattering" sound.
I looked up and looked out the window, and it turned out that it was raining lightly. The small raindrops are like elves, dancing in the air, hitting the road, hitting the roof, and hitting the umbrellas of pedestrians. I lay on the table, waiting for the big pink umbrella with some joy.
As soon as the bell rang, I quickly packed my schoolbag, threw it over my shoulder and rushed out of the classroom. When I came to the gate, I recognized the familiar pink umbrella from all kinds of umbrellas at a glance, and I immediately ran over happily. Sure enough, my mother was standing under the umbrella with her mouth raised and looking at me with a smile.
My mother and I were walking on the road, and the rain was still falling. The raindrops hit the umbrella "tick-tick" and dripped down along the edge of the umbrella, "pop, pop" blooming into beautiful water flowers. I raised my head and found that there was already a pink sky above my head. I looked towards my mother again, only to find that half of my mother's head was pink and half was gray. "Mom, the umbrella is crooked," I reminded softly. My mother turned around and said, "No." I looked at my mother doubtfully and thought, "It's obviously crooked." After a while, I told my mother again. My mother smiled at me this time and said nothing. I accidentally glanced at my mother's shoulder and found that my mother's clothes had been soaked by the rain...
At this time, I looked at the worn-out big umbrella again, which had grown up with me in the wind and rain. That umbrella. I think it will continue to accompany me and bring me more memories and warmth... Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 8
"Ding the bell..." As the bell rang, the students all took out their Umbrella, ready to go home. It was pouring rain outside, I looked at the sky, sat in the classroom and sighed. "It was still sunny in the morning, but suddenly it started to rain? Forget it, at worst, I just need to take some cold medicine when I get home and change my clothes." I muttered to myself and got up, preparing to rush home in the rain.
At this time, Zhang Ziang asked me: "Long Tengyu, why didn't you bring an umbrella?" I said: "The weather was nice this morning, but I didn't expect to rain, so I didn't bring an umbrella." After hearing this, he , said: "Then you take my umbrella and use it!" "This...how can this be done? I took the umbrella away, how can you go home?" I waved my hand and shook my head like a wavy drum. . "Just take it! My home is close to the school. It should be fine if I run home." After saying that, Zhang Ziang sprinted out of the campus at a speed of 100 meters. I held the umbrella Zhang Ziang lent me and walked home slowly...
The next day, I came to the school and prepared to return the umbrella to Zhang Ziang, but he was not in the classroom, nor near the classroom. There was no sign of him. At this time, a classmate told me that Zhang Ziang had a high fever after returning home in the rain yesterday, and he is still recuperating at home. After hearing the news, I lowered my head, holding back the tears in my eyes, and my heart moved...
After school, I went to visit Zhang Ziang at his home. I took out the umbrella, handed it to him, and apologized to him; but he handed the umbrella to me and said with a smile: "It's okay, you don't need to apologize to me, I'm fine. I'll give this umbrella to you." "We will be better friends in the future, won't we?"
I took the umbrella and nodded, and we both smiled happily.
Now, I still treasure this umbrella, this umbrella that bears witness to our friendship. Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 9
An umbrella entrusts our innocent friendship and deep feelings to you and me.
Since I was young, I have always done everything alone. As time goes by, I have become accustomed to it.
But suddenly, she, a girl who loves to laugh, broke into my life.
She always smiles like that, with shallow dimples and fair skin, very attractive.
We have the same hobbies and like-minded interests. Gradually we got to know each other and our relationship became better and better.
However, when people get along, quarrels are inevitable.
At that time, the two of us had a conflict over a small matter.
From then on, I ignored her for two or three days in a row. For this, I was sad for a long time. She was my best friend and the first person I treated sincerely. The first friend, I never understood what human interaction entailed, so, I was at a loss.
That day, we were still having a cold war. It was a rainy day. I was careless and forgot to bring an umbrella. After school, this was the time when it rained the most.
I stood under the eaves, looking at the heavy rain, feeling very anxious and uneasy.
Suddenly at this moment, she came over with an umbrella in hand. We turned around and looked at each other, then turned our heads at the same time. What she said first: "Let's go together."
I was stunned for a moment, then looked back and smiled, okay.
She smiled: "I knew you were so careless and wouldn't bring an umbrella."
I took her hand, and the two of us held the umbrella and had fun in the rain. of running.
I didn’t say anything, but we all know that we all understand each other and care about each other... Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 10
Students, you must have heard this question Would you feel weird? You must be thinking in your heart, apart from covering the rain, what other magical things can an umbrella do? Let me tell you, this umbrella is a cross-century science and technology!
This umbrella is so beautiful. Its top is made of PT infinitely extendable material, which is rare in space. It can be extended, expanded, and reduced. It can also automatically adjust the temperature of any object under the umbrella and the pictures and color patterns on the ceiling according to the weather conditions of the day. Its umbrella handle is even more magical. It is made of PP advanced infinitely expandable material, a rare raw material in the universe. It can automatically adjust the color of the umbrella handle to provide appropriate relief to people's eyes. There is a music player inside, which does not need to be charged. This is because an antenna looks for sunlight on the ceiling and automatically stores solar power.
Not only does it look beautiful, but it is also very useful!
This umbrella can not only cover the sun and rain like ordinary parasols and umbrellas, but at night, the umbrella can automatically sense the degree of darkness at the time and adjust the brightness of the whole body to provide services. It also has hidden functions. A type of safety and defense system. If you encounter a bad guy, it will tell you through the unlimited invisible Bluetooth headset so that you can be prepared. If the bad guy carries a weapon, it will automatically open the invisible protective film. People and other creatures inside will receive a small electric shock once touched, which will not cause serious harm to the person. When leaving the dangerous area, the safety protection system will automatically shut down.
The most amazing thing is that the entire umbrella can be infinitely expanded and the safety protection system can be turned on. This function is very useful. If it rains and the children in the amusement park cannot play games, just press it. Press the red button on the umbrella handle, and the umbrella will expand infinitely until it covers the entire amusement park.
This magical umbrella is magical! How wonderful it would be if it were really produced in human life! Umbrella 6th Grade Composition 11
Life is always full of love, and all kinds of love come together to make life sunny.
The school bell rang. I packed my schoolbag and looked out the window. My heart suddenly tightened. It seemed like rain was falling outside the window. I quickly put on my schoolbag and walked out the door. The raindrops were as big as soybeans. I stood there in despair, looking blankly at everything in front of me - I didn't bring an umbrella.
The only way now is to wait for the rain to stop, but then I will miss the bus. Who is willing to lend me an umbrella now? "Xiao Lin." I turned around and saw my classmates. He opened the umbrella and said, "Let's go together." I didn't think about anything and agreed.
We were walking on the road, and the rain was really heavy, and the umbrella made a "pattering" sound, like setting off firecrackers. I looked at the scenery on the roadside: the orange trees were swaying in the wind, the mountains in the distance were looming, and the sycamore trees above my head became a big umbrella... I turned back to look at the umbrella, which was very small... Suddenly I realized something, and I turned my head I went to look and found that my classmate’s shoulders were wet.
I originally wanted to push the umbrella over directly, but I didn’t think it was appropriate. So, I put my hand on his shoulder. Seeing that he didn't respond, I quietly pushed the umbrella over.
He didn't notice. After walking for a while, I arrived, and I smiled sheepishly as a farewell.
Looking at his back, half of my body was wet! It turned out that after I pushed the umbrella over, he quietly pushed it back. Suddenly, the tears in my eyes made the world even more hazy, and his back gradually disappeared into the haze.
The structure of the word "人" is to support each other. Many things in life are always unsatisfactory. At this time, the help of others is like a torch in the dark, illuminating our hearts and solving problems in time. It solves our difficulties, just like that umbrella.
Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 12
This afternoon, Li Ming was walking home and saw layers of dark clouds gathering in the sky, gradually covering the sky. It looked like this, it would soon be over. It's raining, give an umbrella composition. When Li Ming saw it, he immediately ran home. As soon as he entered the house, thunder rumbled, and soon it started to rain heavily. Li Ming looked out the window and saw raindrops hitting the glass, thunder and rain. Just as Li Ming was immersed in the beautiful rain scene, the phone at home rang. It was his mother. Yes, my mother and her colleagues were left there by the heavy rain at the fork in front of Li Ming School! Asking Li Ming to send three umbrellas quickly, Li Ming put down the phone and ran out holding the umbrella.
Li Ming held an umbrella and walked quickly in the heavy rain with three umbrellas in his hand. There was more and more rain on the ground, making Li Ming's shoes wet. Li Ming didn't care whether his shoes were wet or not, and his steps were faster than at the beginning. When he was approaching the fork in the road, he suddenly saw a little classmate squatting under the corner. Because of the heavy rain, his whole body was soaked. Li Ming looked at the umbrella in his arms and thought about how his mother and her colleagues were still waiting. Follow me to send you an umbrella! Thinking of this, Li Ming slowed down and picked up his pace again, but after taking only two steps, Li Ming looked at the man hiding in the corner again. He also looked at Li Ming with helpless eyes. At this time, Li Ming Without thinking about anything, he quickly ran to the little boy and said to him: "You didn't bring an umbrella, did you? I'll lend you my umbrella." As he said this, Li Ming handed her the umbrella in his hand. The little boy stood up and asked gratefully: "How can I repay you?" Li Ming said: "Are you a student of this school?" The little boy said: "I am in Class 2, Grade 3." Li Ming said: "I am a student of this school for five years. I will just go to your class to get it tomorrow." Before the little boy could say any words of gratitude, Li Ming had already disappeared into the rain quickly.
When Li Ming came to his mother, Li Ming’s shoes were already soaked. His mother handed the umbrella that Li Ming brought to his two colleagues. After the colleagues left, his mother realized that an umbrella was missing. Li Ming hurriedly told his mother about borrowing an umbrella on the road, and her mother was very happy to hear it. Li Ming and his mother held an umbrella together and slowly walked home. Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 13
There were stars, and I sat in front of the window sill and looked at the stars. Suddenly, Vega in the distance blinked mysteriously several times.
After a while, a delicate umbrella flew towards me spinning. I quickly opened the window and took a look, seeing the umbrella surface with white dots of foundation and the golden umbrella handle. There is also a green basket tied to the umbrella handle.
Close, close, the umbrella actually landed on my window sill. I walked closer and found a thumb-sized fairy puppet in the basket. "Hello, I am Weaver Girl." Oh my God, she was actually greeting me. She is alive, not a puppet!
I looked at the Weaver Girl curiously. She was wearing a pink dress with wide sleeves, her head was covered with auspicious clouds, and her feet were made of colorful silk shoes, but her face was very haggard. It turned out that she came to me for help. In previous years, on the seventh day of July, the magpies would build a bridge for her and the Cowherd to meet each other, but this year the magpies had the flu and could not come. Weaver Girl was worried about this matter day and night. She was extremely sad and her health was getting worse day by day. There was no other way, so I went to the human world to find someone for help.
But what can I do? Even the fairies in the sky can't do it, let alone me. But looking at the haggard Weaver Girl, I gritted my teeth and agreed to help her find a way.
Suddenly, I had an idea: "Sister Zhinu, how about I send you there by express delivery? Others will think you are just a puppet toy anyway."
"But there is no one. The business of this express company goes to heaven!" Thinking of this, I felt discouraged again.
"No, this is a good idea." Zhinu, who had been silent, finally spoke, "I can contact Yunduo Express Company. Their family is responsible for the business in the sky."
That That would be easy. I asked the Weaver Girl to get into one of my toy boxes and bring her dry food: five grains of rice and six drops of mineral water. Following her instructions, I wrote down the address clearly: the second road on the left in the direction of the moon goes straight ahead and the Cowherd takes it.
Finally, the Weaver Girl was delivered by courier. Now I can look at the stars with peace of mind.
But at this moment, another blue umbrella floated out of the window. This time it was the Cowherd... Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 14
Students, you will definitely feel strange after hearing this topic. ? You must be thinking in your heart, apart from covering the rain, what other magical things can an umbrella do? Let me tell you, this umbrella is a cross-century science and technology! This umbrella is so beautiful. Its top is made of PT infinitely extendable material, which is rare in space. It can be extended, expanded, and reduced. It can also automatically adjust the temperature of any object under the umbrella and the pictures and color patterns on the ceiling according to the weather conditions of the day. Its umbrella handle is even more magical. It is made of PP advanced infinitely expandable material, a rare raw material in the universe. It can automatically adjust the color of the umbrella handle to provide appropriate relief to people's eyes. There is a music player inside, which does not need to be charged. This is because an antenna looks for sunlight on the ceiling and automatically stores solar power. Not only does it look beautiful, but it also has great uses! This umbrella can not only cover the sun and rain like ordinary parasols and umbrellas, but at night, the umbrella can automatically sense the degree of darkness at the time and adjust the brightness of the whole body to provide services. It also has an invisible safety defense system. When it encounters a bad guy, it will tell you through the infinite invisible Bluetooth headset so that you can be prepared. If the bad guy carries a weapon, it will automatically turn on the invisible protective film. Except for the people inside the umbrella, this protective film will protect other creatures. After touching it, you will receive a small electric shock, which will not cause serious injury. When you leave the dangerous area, the safety protection system will automatically shut down. The most amazing thing is that the entire umbrella can be infinitely expanded and the safety protection system can be turned on. This function is very useful. If it rains and the children in the amusement park cannot play games, just press the red button on the umbrella handle. The umbrella will expand infinitely until it covers the entire amusement park. This magical umbrella is magical! How wonderful it would be if it were really produced in human life! Umbrella Sixth Grade Composition 15
Selflessness is your light in the dark and your umbrella in the rain. In order to explain this feeling clearly, we have to start from an experience a few days ago:
A few days ago, the class bought a batch of new books. Lingling, who is the librarian, saw how many of them she saw at a glance. One day, the book she dreamed of - "Pinocchio". She was so overjoyed that she jumped up to three feet with excitement and immediately put it into her schoolbag.
Just then, Wang Hong came to the book corner and asked to borrow "Pinocchio". On the one hand, Lingling thought to herself: I had to act quickly, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to see it first; on the other hand, she said evasively: “What a coincidence, this book was borrowed by someone else.” Looking at Wang Hong’s disappointed figure as he left, the junior high school student, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but I was quickly suppressed by the joy in my heart. She hurriedly packed her schoolbag and prepared to go home early to enjoy this delicious spiritual feast.
It was an unexpected event. When Lingling just stepped out of the school gate, it suddenly started to rain. She had no choice but to retreat to school and take shelter from the rain in the reception room. I thought to myself, this rain algae will not fall, it will not fall late, but it will fall at this time. She was eager to return home and anxious. At this moment, Xiaoxia came over, put her umbrella into Lingling's hand, and said: "Take it, your home is farther than mine, take an umbrella and go home quickly!" After that, she ran in the rain. Go home.
Lingling stared blankly at Xiaoxia in the rain, her eyes moist. Her heart was touched by Xiaoxia's selfless behavior, and she felt ashamed of her own selfishness. Thinking, thinking, she immediately put on her schoolbag, opened her umbrella, and ran to Wang Hong's house without hesitation------