Narrative composition of 300 words for the fourth grade of primary school

In real life or work and study, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition is a literary style that is composed of words and expresses the meaning of a theme through language organization after human thought consideration. How to write an essay to avoid making mistakes? Below are 10 narrative essays of 300 words for the fourth grade of primary school that I have carefully compiled. They are for reference only. You are welcome to read them. 300-word narrative essay for fourth grade primary school Part 1

On July 10th, at 8 a.m., my dad and I took the high-speed train to Xiamen. The journey took 11 hours and we arrived at 7 p.m. After that, we went to the beach for dinner. The dishes were very rich, including bamboo shoot jelly, which was very difficult to eat, crabs, which tasted okay, so-so, and fragrant small yellow croaker. After dinner, we returned to the Gorman Hotel. In the evening we went to have tea and then went to bed.

The next morning, the military vehicle arrived and picked us up halfway up Dongping Mountain. The scenery on the mountainside is very good, the air is very fresh, there is the second company's troops opposite us, I live in the troops directly under the first company and the third company's battalion, and lived there for half a month. Get up every morning and do morning exercises. After doing morning exercises, wash up, fold the quilt, tidy up the house, and have breakfast. After breakfast, I do my homework, then rest for a while, and then go down to practice physical fitness, including push-ups, bench presses, sit-ups, and weightlifting 10 pounds. Then have lunch, then take a nap from 12:30 to 3 pm. After getting up, I do my homework, then rest, and then play basketball (the so-called playing basketball means shooting). From five to six o'clock in the afternoon, they played a basketball game and I kept score. By dinner time, the team with the most points wins. After dinner we went to take a shower and they went to watch a movie. After we took a shower, we went up to watch a movie. The movie was okay. At half past nine, we stayed in the room while they soldiers went to wash up. As soon as the bell rang, we went to sleep. A 300-word narrative essay for the fourth grade of primary school, Part 2

I feel so happy when I think about the fact that the government is reducing the burden on schools. But when I heard the word "burden reduction", my heart started to bleed as if I had been cut by a knife.

From Monday to Friday, except for Monday when you can rest, you have to attend extracurricular classes the rest of the time. The earliest get out of class ends at 6:30. I am already very tired when I get home, so I often write homework until 10:00. About half. Once, I had a lot of homework, but you insisted that I take chess class. When I got home and finished eating, it was already past nine o'clock. I finished writing the composition at a very fast speed, and it was eleven o'clock when I finished memorizing the text, which made me exhausted. Unbearable.

I finally had no homework on Wednesday and wanted to have fun downstairs for a while, but I still had to attend a composition class. get out of class was over and I wanted to play for a while, but you said: "I haven't finished my English homework yet, so hurry up and memorize it." I had tears in my eyes and cried bitterly when I got home.

I wanted to sleep in on Saturday and Sunday, but on Saturday morning I had Xueersi, calligraphy in the afternoon, robotics class in the morning on Sunday, English, table tennis in the afternoon, and a lot of extracurricular homework, which overwhelmed me. When I get angry, I often do my homework until midnight. In the process of doing my homework, a sentence suddenly popped into my head, "The lights are on at three o'clock and the chickens are on at five o'clock, which is when men are studying." This poem made me dumbfounded!

Mom, I really don’t want to attend so many extracurricular classes. I understand your desire to “hope your sons will become dragons and your daughters will become phoenixes”. But do you understand our heart as children? 300-word narrative essay for the fourth grade of primary school 3

Students, what would you do when you see a sapling blown down by the wind? Is it to lift it up or break it? When you see an injured bird, Whether you heal it or ignore it...these are some manifestations of how you treat life. Now, let’s invite the students to see how I treat these lives!

One day, on the way to the bookstore to buy books, the sky was filled with smoke and there was a strong wind.

As I was walking, I suddenly found a small tree that had been blown down by the wind. It was bent down dejectedly, as if it was looking at me pitifully, and said to me: Little classmate, come and help me! I originally wanted not to help me. It, but then I thought, if this little tree was me, what would I think in my heart? So I helped the little tree up.

Another time, I saw an injured bird. Firstly, it was fun, and secondly, I felt pity for it, so I took it home to raise it. Who knows that without technology, the little bird will go to see God in less than a week. I was sad for a long time. Fortunately, my mother comforted me and I buried the little bird.

Although these things are very common, they are all manifestations of loving life. I hope students will do more things to love life. 300-word narrative essay for fourth grade primary school 4

Mom, it was your gentle hands that touched me as I grew up; it was you who cared for me with your careful eyes as I grew up; it was you who cared for me with your kind words. Grow up... It's time for us to repay our kindness and stop working with calloused hands. Thinking about my past behavior, I really regret it!

That time, I saw someone else holding a tablet and Apple 8, and I felt jealous and jealous. So I yelled at my mother to buy it, and my mother said: "Your father is unemployed. Now I am working day and night shifts to support the family. How can I save so much money?" After hearing this, I shook my head like a wavy drum and said: " No! No!" After saying that, he walked away with his mouth full. My mother had no choice but to shake her head helplessly and said, "Okay!"

In the past few days, my mother worked overtime all night and didn't even go home! When I come home from get off work every day, my mother's eyes are always red and her body is weak, as if she wants to throw herself on the bed right away. I saw this in my eyes and felt pain in my heart. I really regretted saying that! But I only know that it is useless to persuade her, because her temper is as stubborn as mine, and she always sticks to her promises to others, alas!

Two months later, my mother happily took the trophy - mobile phone and tablet. I happily took it, my mother still remembered it, I almost forgot! But when I turned around, my mother squeezed out a smile on her butter-cloth-like face. I felt sour in my heart and tears couldn't help but burst out!

Thousands of words turned into one sentence: Mom, I love you! 300-word narrative composition for the fourth grade of primary school Part 5

Childhood is innocence, childhood is fun, and childhood is a beautiful song.

I was sitting somewhere in my grandpa’s house, and there was an inconspicuous puppy running into its own dog house. I instantly recalled the past me: I had a cute puppy playing with me and having a great time. When the puppy got tired from playing, it went back to its own dog house to rest. I was also very tired at this time. I followed the puppy back to the dog house. I didn’t know at this time that people cannot live in the place where the dog lives. I also followed the puppy back to the house to sleep. I held the puppy in my hands and just As warm and comfortable as hugging my mother, I fell asleep unconsciously.

Speaking of the past me, in my memories there are infinite things that can make you happy. There will be funny things waiting for us to recall in the past or now.

I remember once, when I went upstairs, my eyes were looking ahead, but my heart was outside. I accidentally walked to someone else’s door and rang the doorbell. My purpose was to go home, so I rang the doorbell. No one answered the doorbell for a long time. I looked up and saw (503) eh! I rang the wrong doorbell! Quick, run! Someone else is coming to open the door! Run!

Looking back on the past, I was so innocent and cute. This is who I used to be. 300-word narrative composition for the fourth grade of primary school 6

In our lives, there have been many "firsts". Each "first" is like a footprint, imprinted on our growth. On the way, we made unforgettable things. Among them, the one that impressed me the most was the first time I made dumplings.

I remember one time, I was watching TV and saw my mother busy making dumplings. I thought it was fun, so I went to help make dumplings.

I picked the largest skin, picked up a large piece of leek meat with chopsticks, put it on top, and then slowly closed it. However, there was too much filling in the dumpling, and it flowed out from all four sides of the dumpling. The result was a dumpling that was so fat that it was about to explode. appeared. I was furious, but quickly calmed down.

The second time I added less stuffing. After wrapping it, compared with my mother’s, it was as thin as skin and bones. I made it again and again, and kept doing this for a few times, but I was still not satisfied. Finally, when I made the 25th dumpling, it was as good as my mother.

It’s so fun to make dumplings for the first time! Making dumplings for the first time made me understand that I have to be patient and meticulous in order to achieve success. 300-word narrative composition for the fourth grade of primary school 7

For my birthday, my grandma bought three little turtles. I liked them very much. I paved the turtle tank with some small pebbles and big rocks. There are also rockeries and grass. And named them Xiaoding, Xiaofei, and Vulcan. Among them, "Vulcan" is the most powerful and often bullies the youngest turtle Xiaoding.

They are wearing armor and are very powerful. However, Xiao Ding is an exception. Every time it is surrounded by big rocks, we need Vulcan and Xiao Fei to save it.

Once, I took turtle food to visit a little turtle that had been hungry for two days. I grabbed a few turtle food and threw it into the water. I saw Xiao Ding swimming over and putting a bunch of turtle food on it. They seemed to be saying to the two turtles at the same time: "Don't come here! These turtle food are all mine!" Xiao Fei listened. He looked at it and said angrily: "Thankfully I saved you, but it was in vain!" After saying that, he looked left and right, waiting for the turtle food floating from the water. As for the God of Fire, he walked freely in the water. As long as the turtle food floated to his mouth from a distance, he opened his mouth and ate the turtle food without hesitation.

After eating the delicious food, Xiao Fei was walking around the turtle tank very leisurely. Xiao Ding was the one who had the best time, and he took the turtle food into his mouth. Spit it out again, eat it again, spit it out again... It's such a fun time. As for the God of Vulcan, he is sleeping among the stones!

I love my little turtles, I love their liveliness, I love the way they eat..., I love the little turtles. 300-word narrative composition for the fourth grade of primary school, Part 8

In the morning, I was sleeping at home and was suddenly awakened by a burst of music. I opened my eyes and saw that it was my mother's cell phone that rang, and the caller displayed on the screen was "Lao Gao". I reluctantly got up from the bed, took the mobile phone to my mother, and said loudly: "Mom, I have called you!"

My mother was stunned, picked up the mobile phone and looked at it. He glanced at it and couldn't help but laugh. After my mother finished answering the phone, she held the phone in front of me and said, "Take a closer look. Is this word 'du'?" I looked at it carefully and said, "Hey, there are so many characters for '口' in it. Where is Yiheng?" My mother smiled and told me whether the word "gao" should be pronounced "dai". While talking, he nodded my little head with his hand: "You, you must read the words carefully in the future, and the same goes for homework. Don't always be careless." I stuck out my tongue and said with a playful smile: "Okay. , I remember it.”

The Chinese characters are really naughty, and they confuse people by sneakily adding an extra horizontal line. I must be careful when reading and writing in the future, otherwise I will make a joke again. 300-word narrative composition for the fourth grade of primary school, Part 9

Last summer vacation, my mother and I took a bus to my grandma’s house in the countryside.

When we got there, grandma was preparing to catch snails, and now she had something to play with. I took a handy bag, put on my boots, and went to the river. Mom was catching in the river along the shore, and grandma was catching on the shore. Mom was much faster than grandma, and I helped them with some small things.

As soon as my mother went into the river, she caught a lot of snails and a river clam. I was so happy that I took the big river clam to show off to my grandma. Grandma saw how happy I was and asked me if I wanted more. I nodded repeatedly.

Before long, grandma caught three or four river mussels. I was so happy that I jumped three feet high and almost fell into the river. I asked my mother to catch some more river clams.

My mother asked my grandma how to catch river mussels. Grandma said, "The mussels are stuck in the soil, and their edges are as sharp as knives." After hearing what grandma said, my mother caught a few more river mussels in a row!

Grandma suddenly called me over. I asked grandma what she was doing. Grandma said: "Look, this is a leech." I had only heard grandma say it before, but now I saw it with my own eyes. The leech is very small, only two or three centimeters. If you cut it in half, it can grow again.

Seeing that it was getting dark, we returned home carrying three bags full of snails. 300-word narrative composition for the fourth grade of primary school, Part 10

This happened three weeks ago, but every time I think about it, I feel regretful.

I remember that during recess that day, I went to the classroom to get a pen. When I returned to the classroom, I saw Li Tong alone. I asked him why he didn't do exercises. He said he felt uncomfortable, so I didn't care. So I went to get something. I searched and searched, but I couldn't find my expensive pen. I thought: Could Li Tong have stolen it? I had many questions in my mind, and when I thought of this, I asked him. Li Tong said: I just came back and my stomach hurts.

I felt very puzzled. When I got home, I searched my cabin several times but couldn't find it. I searched the living room and bedroom and there was no trace of the pen. So I went to find Li Tong again, and Li Tong said: I really didn’t take it, believe it or not! After hearing this, I became so angry that I yelled at him: Why are you like this? Who else could you be? You are the only one here, taking other people's things and still not admitting it. Why don't you return it to me quickly! He repeatedly insisted that he didn't take it, and even cried angrily, but I just didn't believe it.

When I got home, I told my mother everything. She said: You are really slandering a good person! How can one draw conclusions without evidence? I took your pen to use it yesterday! At this time, my face turned to Hongyun! ~~

What my mother said made me very shy and regretful. When I returned to school, I said to Li Tong: I'm sorry, I wronged you!

I really regret what I did today!