The composition of the past four grades

In our daily study, work or life, we often see compositions. Through composition, we can gather scattered thoughts together. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following are nine fourth-grade compositions that I have compiled for you. Welcome to share.

Once, I went to my grandmother's house to play. She had a lovely puppy-Doudou. Two black eyes kept looking in all directions. It lies in front of grandma's house all day, as if a guard is sticking to his post.

Whenever I go to grandma's house, Doudou wags his tail and barks at us, as if to say, "I'm so glad to see you." Once, I hid a meat bone for Doudou to find. I said to Doudou, "Doudou, if you find a meat bone, it's yours." Doug seems to understand what I mean. I saw peas sniffing around. Soon, Doudou found it and wagged his tail and circled around me. Doudou ate with relish and looked up at me from time to time, as if to say, "This bone is delicious!" " "

Do you think this puppy is witty? But it didn't last long. After a while, I went to my grandmother's house again and found that Doudou was gone. I asked her, "Grandma, Grandma, where are our peas?" Grandma said sadly, "Doudou is gone, maybe it was stolen." Hearing this, I suddenly left tears sadly.

Cute and clever peas left me a good memory. To this day, I feel very sad when I mention this matter.

In the past four grades, composition 2 was oblique, so my clothes were not wet; Because it is inclined, my mother will get wet; Because of this discovery, I learned about the past; Because it is inclined to it, it contains great love. ...

Time flies, but my memory becomes blurred. I don't know how long it took, but I just learned the lesson "An inclined umbrella". It happened to rain in Mao Mao that day, and it rained for a long time. There are "small pools" everywhere on the ground, filling it up. The rain rustled underground and hit the "small pool" with a loud sound.

My mother took me to buy sports shoes. We laughed all the way with an umbrella. As a result, my mother accidentally dropped her mobile phone, so I quickly went to pick it up. When my mother squatted down, I found that my mother's clothes changed from light green to dark green on her right arm, while other parts were still light green! Does this dress have a color-changing function? Don't! No way! What is the reason? Wet! Yes! Wet by the rain! Mother stood up with a smile on her face, as if she didn't feel her right arm wet. However, the umbrella was a little to the left, and the rain ran down the umbrella frame and hit my mother's head impartially. The water ran down my hair and hit my neck like a crystal pearl. It looked cold, but my mother's face didn't show it at all. Umbrellas are never straight, which reminds me of oblique umbrellas. I secretly tilted my umbrella a little to the right, so as not to let my mother get wet again. However, five seconds later, the umbrella bounced back, and the rain still hit my mother's clothes. Soon, it rained heavily, and my mother and I were going to run, and the umbrella was more inclined to me. My mother hardly used an umbrella to keep out the rain, but she still smiled, showing her white teeth, narrowing her eyes and putting her right hand on her head to keep out the rain. When I arrived at the shoe store, I was still clean, and no raindrops hit me; And my mother, all over her body, became the antonym. At this time, anxiety and happiness occupied my heart together.

It's still raining, and two people are walking under the rain. One seems to be walking on a dry road, all dry; The other walked in the storm and was soaked to the skin, but the people in the storm were very happy all the way. ...

Looking back, there are too many things worth remembering and exploring. In the past, we experienced too many things, including failure, success, happiness and sadness. We need to find out the reasons from the failure and learn from it. Seek truth from success. Then let's remember to just visit and recall the past!

Where is this? Is this year 20xx? Yes, it's 20xx. Then I'll go and have a look.

Today is Monday morning, sunny and in a good mood, but something is going to happen. This is not true, but the director of the department saved me and said to me, "You have a perm." Oh, my God, this is an empty split! No! Fortunately, the geography teacher came over and said, "That's nature, not heat." The dean just cut me some slack. My grievance was finally washed away, whoops. But my mood was ruined by the director of the Ministry. He told me to go back to work. Gee, as soon as I got out of the office, a green thing waved to me-50 yuan, I was as excited as winning a million dollars. Is it my luck? Hey, hey, it's true. Yes, I'll buy some good things for my mother first, and I'll spend the rest of the money myself, hahaha ... but I don't know why, I feel like I'm not here, and I think: Ouch! Do you want to twist my heart? What should I do? Do you want it or not? I'm choking. I looked around and no one was around, but I would pick it up and pretend it didn't happen. Don't! How sad it will be if the person who lost the money can't be found! I feel the same way. It's really hard. No way! I can't do anything against my conscience, I'd better leave it to the teacher! But I just couldn't let go of the money, and then I remembered that kindergarten was a story my mother told me, so I'd better hand it in! So I handed the money to the department director and walked out of the office door. My excitement calmed down. The director of the Ministry also praised me, saying under the national flag that I remember my greatness and greatness, and boasted that I was not a good boy when I found the money. That's better than holding 50 bucks, Qian Qiang.

Back to now, my heart is full of joy. It turns out that giving others happiness is happier than being happy. Looking back, I also did such a meaningful thing. I am happy for myself and hope to hand in the money as soon as possible. Being a good boy who can't find money is also a happy thing.

One day three years ago. ...

Ding's phone rang again, and my heart was tense. Because this is my mother.

My father is a man who can support the beam of this family. He always goes out early and comes back late every day. This life lasted for ten years. He never takes a break. We have long been used to such a life, so we never realized his hardships, and he never said anything. My mother is a capable woman. However, my uncle took her on the road of gambling and became addicted to gambling. My father tried to persuade my mother many times, but to no avail. Finally, my father hit my mother, and I still can't forget that horrible scene. My mother left in a rage and there was no news for a long time.

The sudden ringing of the telephone scared me out of my wits. I picked up the phone. My mother asked us about our living conditions first, and my mood relaxed a little. However, what I was most worried about happened. My mother asked where my father was, and I asked her what it was. She said that she wanted to divorce her father. I cried with a wow. I have never been so sad. I feel very helpless. I really collapsed at the thought of being laughed at by my classmates and discussed by my neighbors.

Father came back, saw me crying and asked me what it was. I told him my mother's phone number. He turned and walked into the yard and called his mother. I could hear my father reprimanding her and then coming into the room to comfort me. Maybe I'm too worried. I have been begging my father not to divorce my mother, and he has been comforting me.

Another year passed and my mother suddenly came back. Her mood was reversed as soon as there was a turn for the better. I pretended to be happy and asked her to take me to the supermarket. I stayed in the supermarket all afternoon. My mother said she wanted me to take him to see my father. I said I still have something to buy. As a result, it's time for the supermarket to get off work, and my mother and I are leaving. I said it was too late, and I would take him to see my father tomorrow. I tried my best to persuade my mother to go home. I tried my best to prevent my parents from meeting tomorrow, but I never thought of a solution.

The next day arrived in a blink of an eye. I was very upset and had to let my parents meet, because I knew I couldn't stop them from meeting, so I had to take it one step at a time.

After my parents met, the air suddenly solidified and it was never so serious and quiet. I hope someone can come in and break the atmosphere. But I was disappointed after all, and no one came in. Mother spoke. She said that she could not live with her father and decided to divorce. Father didn't say anything, but said at the end, "We are divorced. Have you ever thought about children? " Then there was an argument. Finally, my grandfather came and he stopped it. So, my parents spent some time together, and then went out to work. I know what my mother meant when she left. If this can ease the resentment between them, so much the better.

I believe that time can dissolve all hatred. One day, when they meet again, they will meet again because of one of my little jokes.

I am twelve years old and bid farewell to the days of snuggling in my mother's arms. Say goodbye to the days when I liked to let my father's hard beard stick to my face; Say goodbye to the days when the teacher criticized and praised you. Say goodbye to the days when I learned darts like my cousin, but I couldn't learn anything.

Stepping into the door of junior high school, I bid farewell to ignorance and moved towards knowing. In the first year of high school, I always hear the words "better than studying". So, I seriously put my study in my heart, and my mood is as heavy as a stone every day. I tried, but every exam was not satisfactory. When I saw the bright red "58" on the midterm geography volume, when my former classmates looked at me with suspicion and contempt, I wanted to cry, but I didn't. I didn't jump into my father's arms until I ran home quickly. At that time, I ranked 24th out of seven people. ...

The choice of position, the actions of friends, the language of teachers ... all hurt me deeply. I always look at the blue sky and wonder where I'm going, or. Unexpectedly, I only got 102.5 in the third monthly exam. I don't think I studied hard! I began to carry out the plan and my mood suddenly became clear. I'm just worried about what the final exam will be like. That day, my father walked into my room. "Dad, my eyes hurt!" "It hurts, it hurts, can't you see it's past 1 1!" A slap in the face flashed and my tears rolled down. I looked at my father, and a trace of sadness came to my mind. Dad stroked my book. "Keep learning!" I looked at the white hair growing on my parents' heads, and my heart was half cold. ...

In the final exam, 73 subjects were second, and I was not very happy. When I got home, I cried. Last time I cried because I didn't do well in the exam, this time I cried because I did well in the exam. I finally understand what bitterness I experienced from the sixth to the second or from the twenty-fourth to the second. "Sheep" said that she still wanted to compete with me. The first monthly exam next semester will see who is in the first place.

I nodded and then remembered those bitter memories.

Don't be discouraged. ...

On February 7th, I was in Harbin and my heart was at home. This is the fourth day after I left home. It was snowing heavily, and warm sunshine poured into the room through the window. Outside the hotel, it's as white as snow, like a marshmallow. When everyone is ready, they can't wait to start today's crossing trip.

We walked carefully on the "snow blanket" and looked far away. Young trees wave to us like a group of snow elves! They danced, played music and welcomed us. Walking in the forest, the tall trees are wrapped in silver, sliding down the snow ladder and reaching the destination-Xuefeng.

The snowball fight has begun! Snowballs hit the body, blooming like flowers, and "fireworks" bloomed in the crowd, which was "gorgeous". Tired of playing, lying in the snow and enjoying the warm sunshine are very comfortable! After the end, everyone went down the mountain with happy laughter. Wow! I see a huge ice ladder in front of us. We took the gasket and rushed to the ice ladder. We only feel that our bodies are as light as feathers and slowly fall to the ground.

I remember when digging a snow hole, my gloves didn't work. A teammate patted me and said, "Never mind, I'll lend you my gloves!" " "

"But what did you do ..."

"I have another pair!"

I put on my gloves in disbelief and began to dig snow. Suddenly my eyes were wet, and I saw her digging with her bare hands. Her hands were red with cold, and tears fell like a rainstorm. I silently wiped my tears and continued to complete the task. I thought, she cares so much about the players, and it is also to let our team finish the task quickly!

Childhood is over, and those beautiful past events are gone forever. Let me always remember that happy childhood! Goodbye! Past events!

What is childhood? It is a cicada in the tree, a frog in the water, a short song of a shepherd's flute, and a mystery of his companions ... In short, childhood is carefree and happy. Whenever I vividly recall the interesting things of my childhood, my face always shines with ruddy luster. After all, the past is like the sound of running water lingering in my heart. Once the generation is so eloquent. ...

I remember the summer vacation the year before last, my eyes were nearsighted to 300 degrees, and the doctor said, "You can't read for too long." Now I'm unlucky, because I want to read books when I see them. I often forget something. My father set a time for me because the doctor told me not to let me see it for too long. My heart itches, and I haven't finished reading the book. In desperation, I had to steal it often.

At noon that day, dad went back to his room to sleep. I came to the study, gently took a book, and then crept back to the bedroom. As soon as I got the book, I went into a "vacuum state" and absorbed in reading. Unconsciously, time passed slowly. When I was reading a story, it was also when I was fascinated. Suddenly, a voice behind me said, "How long has it been? It's time to put the book down! " I was frightened by this sudden interrogation, and my heart was in a panic. I replied with trembling hands, "No … it's not time to study." Dad said, "put the book down quickly and stop reading." It's time! " "After that, I listened to my father and reluctantly put the book down. Dad went out to buy food, so I picked up the book and immersed myself in the ocean of books.

Books bring me endless happiness. Reading Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin can help us understand some China classics. Reading "100,000 Why" can enrich our knowledge ... whenever I have time, I bury myself in reading, wander in the ocean of knowledge and visit the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland; Appreciate the beauty of nature and explore its infinite mysteries; Talk to poets, talk to writers.

Every time I think about it, I always? Giggle? Laugh, laugh so sweet, so bad. It seems that all fascinating memories are vividly reproduced. I continue to think about the poetic years and dreamy seasons of youth ... I think childhood is a tree without rings, which will never grow old and will never disappear. ......

On the day of National Day, several students in our class made an appointment to go to Xiao Gan's house to play together. When I arrived, everyone arrived. The boys are all playing video games in the room. When the female students are watching TV. We found that there was nothing to watch on TV, so we went to the balcony to chat. Chatting and chatting, the weather turned cold, and we wanted to play in the room. Who knows that their male classmates bullied us and wouldn't let us in. What do you mean we can't play games around here? We just pushed the door in, and he

To push the door in, their male classmates are not to be outdone. They just won't let them block the door. In order to protect rights, we decided to unite all female students and compete with their male students to see who can't compete with who.

The upper part of Xiao Gan's door is glass and the lower part is iron. I saw other female students pushing the iron gate, so I pushed the glass myself. We worked hard together on both sides, and we were evenly matched, and neither of us allowed anyone. Because the lower part of the door is stressed on both sides, only one side of the upper part of the door is stressed, and the glass can't bear it, so it broke with a bang, and my hand was cut, and the blood slowly flowed down. Male students dare not push any more.

Xiao Gan helped me sit on the sofa and put a band-aid on me. Take me to the hospital at once. As a result, I had two stitches and couldn't write for a week. When the needle was taken out, it left a scar.

Every time I see this scar, I think of this lesson. This shouldn't have happened. This made me understand: be careful in everything.

To push the door in, their male classmates are not to be outdone. They just won't let them block the door. In order to protect rights, we decided to unite all female students and compete with their male students to see who can't compete with who.

The upper part of Xiao Gan's door is glass and the lower part is iron. I saw other female students pushing the iron gate, so I pushed the glass myself. We work together and are evenly matched, and no one will let anyone be cautious, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

Drawing is my greatest pleasure. I remember a very interesting thing when I first started learning to draw when I was a child.

I just had a few painting classes. I thought I had learned the skills and wanted to show off. But what to draw? Just draw a fierce tiger to scare them!

I took out a piece of watercolor paper and began to draw with the watercolor pen and oil pastel I just issued. After more than half an hour, my masterpiece was finally finished! Looking at my fingers colored by oil pastels and watercolor pens, and then at the majestic tiger in the painting, I can't help but smile proudly: now I can show off!

I excitedly ran to the yard and dragged my father to see my paintings. Father frowned after only one look. He pointed to the big tiger in the painting and asked me, "It's strange, why does the flower cat have a word' Wang' on its head?" I looked at my father in surprise and froze for a long time before I realized, "Didn't I draw a tiger?" Dad looked at me in surprise and explained, "It's not like a tiger. It is obviously a sick tiger! " "Then I couldn't help laughing. Hearing my father's laughter, everyone scrambled to see my paintings. For a moment, the whole room was filled with laughter. I said indignantly: "I have never seen a real tiger, how can I draw it!" " "Everyone smiled again.

Later, every time my father mentioned it, the family was full of excited laughter. I also understand that although the process of learning to draw is very hard, you are happy when you really draw well.