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A composition for writing in the fourth grade

No matter in study, work or life, composition is the most familiar to everyone. The composition must revolve around the theme and revolve around the same theme. Don't ramble, the theme is lax or even without a theme. I believe many people will find it difficult to write a composition. The following is the composition of grade four I collected for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Writing composition for the fourth grade 1 schoolbag is a necessity for us to go to school, so that the new books sent and the stationery bought will have a warm home.

My schoolbag is big and square. Its color is composed of yellow, red and pink, and I like it very much. There is a pair of shoulder straps at the back, which are pink. They are beautiful and I like them very much.

There is a small net bag on each side of my schoolbag. There is a beautiful blue umbrella on the left every day, and a cup on the right that often quenches my thirst, so that I won't get caught in the rain and get thirsty, and my mouth will keep moist every day.

There are four schoolbags inside and outside my schoolbag. The biggest package in my schoolbag is my Chinese book, math book, etc. ............................................................................................................................................................. is on the third floor, and I live in a big notebook family. As soon as I did my homework, my Chinese book jumped out and my pen jumped out, so I could do my homework. After a while, my Chinese book jumped out and Yuanyuan was busy. They all want to help me finish my homework quickly.

My sporting goods, such as skipping rope, long rope, shuttlecock, etc. , lives on the fourth floor. As soon as I arrived in physical education class, they took the initiative to come out and let me exercise.

My schoolbag is neat, but a little old, but I will cherish it.

In the spring, the snow melted, everything revived, my beans. Mom is planting beans again. As usual, my mother used a shovel to loosen the soil, skillfully dug a hole in the soil with her hands, put down the bean seeds, and then spread a layer of loose soil on it. In a few days, two light green buds will grow. They are so cute and look comfortable.

In summer, the cotyledons of beans have grown from four or five to more than ten, and the green leaves are very beautiful. Mother stuck a stick beside the bean sprouts. After we watered it, fertilized it and carefully managed it, the bean branches climbed up along the stick. After a few days, many bright yellow flowers appeared in the beans, arranged one by one, attracting swarms of bees and cheering and jumping like wandering elves. A gust of wind blew and the flowers rippled, which was very beautiful.

After a few days, the floret withered and produced many beans, so many beans almost crushed the branches. Beans can be eaten when they grow to 15 cm. Mother picked a pot of beans, and each bean has a layer of fine hair on its surface. It looks very green and tender, and it is fragrant and crisp when fried.

The weather turned cold, the beans turned yellow, and Ye Er fell to the ground like a butterfly. My mother pulls the stick first, then the beans. I really feel a little nostalgic. I hope beans can grow in winter.

Winter has come, and the first heavy snow has covered the beautiful vegetable garden. I hope beans will grow better next year.

I have a lovely doll, small and exquisite. It comes from a singing contest when I was in kindergarten. I named it Xiaoxiao.

It has buttery hair, two beautiful pigtails and a golden butterfly clip on its head, which looks particularly beautiful and dazzling in the sun.

A pair of bright eyes seemed to be talking to me: "Hey, look at me, am I beautiful?"

The small mouth under the nose is like a red cherry just picked in May. Chubby little face, white and red. A pair of ears are as lovely as gold ingots.

She is wearing an orange skirt with some shiny spots on it and a pair of small pink sandals on her feet, which is very beautiful.

Tell you two secrets, don't let it know that I spread it, otherwise, it will be unhappy. The first is that it can sit still without relying on anything; The second is that when he was watching me practice dancing, he secretly followed me to practice a few moves, and now he can fork.

It will say "good night" when I sleep, and then I fall asleep. In the morning, when I can't get up, it will call me, "Get up, get up, the sun is going to dry my ass, little beauty."

I especially like it. My doll smiles.

In my family, there are many small animals, including turtles, small carp, small tadpoles, and … among them, the most naughty one is my small carp, which can be naughty. Let's have a look!

Just last Sunday, you saw it was naughty again, so I named it Pippi. Although red and white are beautiful, they are not gentle at all, a little naughty! It swam to the bottom of the fish tank, struggled against the current and jumped out of the water, as if practicing "carp yue longmen"! I watched TV with confidence. After a while, I only heard the sound of "snapping" in the living room. I thought my mom was back. I looked through the hole, huh? No one was there. I walked back to my room. On the way, I saw Pippi dying. I quickly put it in water and filled it with oxygen. Fortunately, there is still time, otherwise its life will be lost.

Another time, just today, the weather was fine. I took Pippi's fish tank to the balcony to bask in the sun. After watching for a while, I watched TV. After a long time, I went to the balcony. Unexpectedly, Pippi disappeared. I looked everywhere and finally found it in the bucket on the first floor. ...

My little carp Pippi is really naughty, but I like it anyway.

The pencil case I designed is not only beautiful in appearance, but also practical and reliable in function. Its interior space is very large. Although the surface looks small, it is a three-dimensional space, which can hold many things, just like Doraemon's pocket. It can also generate electricity by itself. If there is a power failure, you just press a button with a light bulb painted on it, and it will light up, much like a flashlight, but brighter than an electric light. It is also equipped with a compass, clock, electronic map and thermometer. When you need them, you just need to press a button with bushes painted on it. The purpose of this function is electronic map, which can be used when you get lost; You can also use it when looking for a house. This pencil case can also automatically repair pens. If your pen is broken or out of ink, press a button with the tip of your pen and put it in. It can also have fun with you. Just press a button with a mouth painted on it, it can chat with you and tell you jokes and stories. If you press a button with a computer picture, it will play movies, TV series and so on. It can also turn your favorite books into movies or TV series. Isn't it interesting? I forgot to tell you that although this pencil case has many functions, it is not heavy at all, because its interior is weightless.

Is the batter out? Is the pencil case I designed convenient to use?

My family has a teddy bear. It's a little boy. I named it Xiong Xiong, and I like it very much.

Xiong Xiong has gray hair, which is thin and soft to the touch. Its head is round, round like a ball, interesting! Bear's ears are big and thin, and they run like two small fans. Its ears are always alert and very sensitive to sound. Even if a needle falls to the ground, it will look around. Bear's eyes are big and round, like a pair of shiny black gems. Its nose is black, like a bulging black bean, and its sense of smell can be sensitive. Sometimes, I deliberately hide its food, and it will be found soon. Flaming limbs are very short, like a fluffy ball, so cute.

Xiong Xiong is very clever. Once, I taught it to shake hands. I held out my right hand and looked at me with a puzzled face, but I also held out my right hand quickly. We shook it and it looked satisfied. Later, when I stretched out my hand, Xiong Xiong automatically responded and stretched out his hand, which made others envious. Another time, I asked the bear what is one plus one? He thought for a moment and shouted at me twice: "Woof! Wang! " I happily picked it up and kissed it. What a clever puppy!

Bears can be naughty sometimes. It always likes to take the towel in the bathroom to the door. Found out, scolded. It lowered its head as if it knew it was wrong. However, when I turned around, it took the towel away again. What a naughty bag! It makes people angry and funny!

This is my little dog Xiong Xiong. Smart, cute and naughty. Do you also like my Xiong Xiong?

There are two epiphyllum plants on my balcony. The main stem of Epiphyllum is cylindrical and woody. The branches are flat leaves, about 1 mm thick and 6 cm wide, and the edges are wavy teeth. Young branches have burrs, while old branches have no thorns. Buds grow not one at a time, but in batches, and bloom in batches on the same day.

My mother asked me, "Do you know what a flash in the pan means?" I said, "I don't know"? Mom added: "A flash in the pan means a short flowering period."

I remembered what the teacher said: Don't trust others. I decided to stay and observe carefully. It's time for epiphyllum to bloom: at seven o'clock in the evening, I found a dozen epiphyllum quietly blooming elegant buds, white as lily, layer by layer, and three layers of silk outside like chrysanthemums. When this flower first bloomed, it was as big as a teacup. Half an hour later, it became bigger, another half an hour later, and two hours later, the flowers were in full bloom, the size of a bowl! Really beautiful! Stamens and pistils are more special: stamens are vertical and have a lot of pollen on them; Pistil, like a flower, has many small petals, ah! Beautiful as a fairy. A faint scent filled the whole room. ...

After two or three hours, the epiphyllum gradually shrank. Bowl mouth, teacup, flower bone flower, and finally, flower bone flower hangs its head. At this time, I suddenly realized that I finally understood what my mother said was "a flash in the pan."

Ah! I like my beautiful epiphyllum.

Students, you must have a mobile phone at home, right? There are more and more kinds of mobile phones now. Today, I will introduce my mother's mobile phone to you.

My mother's mobile phone is small and beautiful, fun and convenient. It is a cuboid, about the size of my palm, with rounded corners, a pink plastic shell outside, and a large screen made of plexiglass, accounting for four-fifths of the mobile phone.

Mom's mobile phone has only three buttons, the middle one is the selection button, the left one is the right one, and the green one on the left is the dial button. After entering the number, you can dial it directly. The red key on the right is the exit key. This mobile phone doesn't have a numeric keypad. What happened? It turned out to be full touch. Touch the sliding unlock button on the screen with your finger and the menu will come out. It's also dual card dual standby, two cards.

Mobile phones have many functions, including information, address book, treasure chest and personal assistant. ...

The function of information is to send and receive short messages. As soon as I finished typing, I pressed the message send button, and it took my father only one second to receive it. How convenient!

The address book is dedicated to storing telephone numbers. Just enter the name of the person you are looking for and the phone number will come out, which is convenient and easy.

My favorite thing to play is the treasure chest. I can listen to music, play games, and have a camera ... I choose the camera function, and my mother's smiling face will be recorded by my mobile phone with a click of my finger.

How is my mother's mobile phone? What did you say?/Sorry?

I have an inseparable friend who always serves me in obscurity. I have an unknown partner who always pays for me without complaint. It is my close partner-mechanical pencil. My mother gave it to me on my ninth birthday.

My pencil is light blue, thin and long. There is a beautiful girl on it: she has a light brown hair that flutters with the wind and looks great; Her small mouth is rosy, like a lovely little cherry; She is wearing white and light blue silk, and her beautiful appearance is unforgettable.

The back of this mechanical pencil is not an eraser like other mechanical pencil, but an iron cover with a thin chain hanging on it. When you write, you can listen carefully. There is a very small and thin sound, like the sound of wind chimes colliding.

Mechanical pencil, I don't know how many minutes you spent with me. I left your busy figure and beautiful footprint in Chinese and math exams, in every exercise book and in my favorite art class. My feelings for you are growing day by day.

This is one of my favorite things-an ordinary but loving mechanical pencil.

My dog is white, with sensitive ears and sharp teeth. My whole family likes it very much, and we specially gave it a nice name, called "Cher".

Needless to say, Cher is very cute. For some reason, she likes sweets very much.

I remember once, when I was sick, my mother made me my favorite biscuit and said to me, "Daughter, when you have finished blood transfusion, my mother will bring you biscuits." Waiting left and right, finally finished losing the liquid, but the biscuits on the table were gone. I shouted, "Mom, the cookies are gone." My mother, who was washing clothes, rushed over and really saw that the biscuits on the table were gone, so she said to herself, "What was that on the table just now? Why is it gone? " I had a brainwave and guessed that it must be Cher. I ran to the yard and saw Cher eating my cookies. I said angrily to Cher, "You bad egg, eat my cookies." Cher looked up and licked my hand with her mouth, as if pleading: "Master, don't be angry, I was wrong."

Cher is like this, accepting it humbly, but never changing after repeated education. It happens every time, but I haven't changed it once.

Many wonderful things happen every day. For example, the water on the lotus leaves will turn into bright beads, and in autumn, the apples will turn red. There are more and more private cars in our community, and the roads are getting wider and wider ... As long as we observe carefully, life can always surprise us!

I also found something in my life. I found that the wings of a dead leafy vegetable are like withered leaves, which can't be found without careful observation. If the dead-leaf butterfly is found by some natural enemies while sucking nectar, the dead-leaf butterfly will quickly fly to a branch to avoid natural enemies, so that it can escape.

As a result, people invented camouflage clothing by taking advantage of the fact that dead-leaf butterflies are good at hiding themselves. Camouflage looks like a pattern of dead leaves, which is hard to find when lying on the ground in the forest, because the body is like a dead leaf. Therefore, when investigating the enemy's situation, if found, scouts can immediately lie on the ground and disguise themselves, thus avoiding the enemy's pursuit. Of course, camouflage uniforms can be used in more and more occasions now, and we really want to thank the dead leaf butterfly for its contribution to us!

Nature is our teacher. We should not destroy nature, but learn from it, and nature will give us the best return!

Composition 12 the stones used for writing in grade four are like pearls on tables and stools, like water drops lying on the grass. I like collecting stones best. There are many kinds of stones in my house. But what I like best is this stone in my hand. This stone looks like a pen from a distance, and looks like a claw from a close look.

I picked up this stone when I was playing in Sun Island. I was watching the waves when suddenly a strange piece of mud floated over. I picked it up and threw it in the shallow water pit next to it. "Bang" sounds like the sound of a stone, but it doesn't seem to be. I was curious and picked it up again. Then he asked his father what it was, and his father said, "If you are curious, you can clean it up and take a closer look." I listened to my father and washed it at once. It turned out to be really a stone, but it was strange.

I watched carefully after I got home. From a distance, he stood there motionless like a penholder, and when he got closer, he felt like a small paw, ready to grab something under him at any time. There are some sparse holes in this stone. I think this should be a mermaid's tail. They sacrificed to protect the ocean. So this stone may have been circulated for thousands of years, and I must keep it well.

This stone is really "strange", with strange appearance and strange shape, but I like it, haha.

I have many favorite things, including wind chimes, pencil cases and alarm clocks, but my favorite is ordinary gloves.

It has seven colors like a rainbow, and each color has a meaning. Red brings good luck every year, orange is my lucky color, green is my lucky color, and blue is sincere purity.

Gloves are very common things at home, how can they become beloved things? There is a story. It was a snowy night, and my grandmother was knitting gloves for me, because when I first got home, my grandmother saw that my little hand was still playing with snow, and my grandmother was very sad, so I had to knit gloves. Grandma was not cold and knitted gloves for me all night, but there were too many white hairs in her hair, and I don't know when the wrinkles around her eyes came out. After knitting, grandma smiled with satisfaction.

Once, I was about to take a look at my gloves, but they were gone! I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. I looked around, but I couldn't even see a shadow. At this time, my mother had just finished throwing out the garbage. I said, Mom, my gloves are gone? Mother casually replied: throw it away. What? Throw it away? Grandma gave it to me! Mom said it was very old. I saw from the window that the garbage truck hasn't come yet. I think I can make it. I ran out without saying anything.

I saw the garbage truck go, leaving only the tail gas of the truck. I just looked there, hoping that what I saw was not true. These gloves followed me for four years and left me like this.

I still miss it now, and I always hope to go back to the past, just like going back to my grandmother. This pair of gloves means a lot to me, because it was a gift made by my grandmother herself.

I have a bike. How did I get it? Listen to me slowly.

My cousin works in Shanghai. A few days ago, she came back from Shanghai, far away, carrying big bags of things, saying they were for us. I can't wait to open one bag after another, which contains only some daily necessities and Shanghai specialties. I asked my cousin quietly, "Cousin, where is my present? You're not unprepared, are you? "Cousin replied with a smile." Why not? I gave you the bike you want day and night! " "But you didn't bring it yourself!" Cousin replied: "You are stupid. Now that technology is so developed, do you still need to use your hands? " I bought it online, and it is estimated that it will be delivered soon. "I waited and waited, and an aunt really sent a bike with Mickey Mouse on it. Really beautiful! " I finally have a bike that belongs to me! "I jumped three feet for joy. I thanked my cousin at once, and then rode my bike to "travel around the world".

That's how my bike came from. What about you?

I have a lovely and beautiful doll, which I bought when my parents and I went to the ancient town to play.

Dolls are Russian handicrafts. It has a beautiful legend: thousands of years ago, a little boy lost contact with his beloved sister while herding sheep. He missed her so much that he carved a wooden doll to represent her. So he takes this wooden doll with him every day. After a year, the boy thought his sister should be older, so he carved a wooden doll bigger than the previous one. In this way, decades have passed, and the little boy has grown into a young man, always carrying his own woodcarving doll with him. He put on these dolls one by one and opened them one by one when he missed his sister. So dolls are also called auspicious dolls.

My doll is a lively and lovely peasant girl. A pair of bright eyes always look forward and never look anywhere else; Small mouth like cherry, always smiling happily. It wears a blue scarf on its head, an earth skirt and a scarf. It looks great!

Dolls symbolize happiness and joy. An ordinary and beautiful doll has brought me endless fun. I will always love my doll!