My mother’s fourth grade composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone often sees composition. Composition is a narrative method that expresses the meaning of a theme through words through human thought consideration and language organization. So, how to write an essay? Below is my mother’s fourth-grade composition that I compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect it. Mom's Fourth Grade Composition 1

I have a nagging mother. Listen, my mother's band started "playing" again.

Because my mother is too nagging, there are two "martial arts masters" in my family. One is me and the other is my mother. We both have special skills. I am: "Ear-Closing Kung Fu" But no chattering could be heard for a short time. My mother is: "Nagging Magic". She nags me for a long time.

On this day, I was doing my homework at home. My sitting posture was very ugly. I was swaying this way and that while I was listening to songs and singing, with my legs crossed all the way up. My mother used the nagging magic skill on me and roared at me: "Cheng Shilong, you have to sit up properly. If you don't do it properly, you will become myopic. Myopia requires glasses. If you wear glasses, you won't be handsome." I couldn't laugh or cry when I said it, and I was pissed off. I hurriedly used the newly learned "enhanced version of the ear-closing technique", but my mother taught it for half an hour (more nagging than Tang Monk!), but my ear-closing technique was only for a short period of time, so I was defeated. The war between us has not stopped.

Another time, when I was about to go out to play, my mother kept telling me to bring keys, bring keys, bring keys. I guess I heard it too many times and became sensitive. When I came back, I realized that I had forgotten my key and my parents were also out. I had no choice but to wait for them at the door. Bad luck, bad luck, really bad luck! If I had listened to my mother and brought the key, I wouldn't have waited at the door. This has wasted a lot of my precious time. Thinking about it, I really regret not listening to my mother.

Is your mother nagging? Mom's Fourth Grade Composition 2

One Sunday morning, my mother was sitting at the desk looking at the greeting cards I made. "Mengmeng, you wrote the word "Gong" wrong. The following two points should not be side by side." Mom said while writing the word "Gong" on the paper. As soon as I saw something was wrong, I quickly looked at the words on the window grilles. ah! I was right, my mother was wrong. I quickly said: "Mom, you are wrong." My mother frowned and said, "Come on, let's make a bet. If I lose, I will admit defeat to you!" "Okay!" I was confident. He smiled secretly and said: Mom, you will definitely lose this time!

I opened the dictionary and found the word "Gong". I put it in front of my mother and said proudly: "How is it? Why don't you give up to me quickly?" My mother stared at it for a while, speechless. It can be said that I have to admit defeat. "Just admitting defeat is not enough. I have to make you remember it and punish you by writing it 20 times!" "20 times! Oh my God! Can it be less? 10 times, okay?" Looking at her aggrieved look, I forced He held back his laughter and shook his head seriously. "Okay... okay... I'm willing to admit defeat." Mom said, picking up a pen and paper, and started writing neatly. After a while, twenty "Gong" characters were written and handed to me with both hands. "Teacher, I won't dare to write wrong next time, please forgive me!" "Okay! Don't make such a low-level mistake next time." "Look at your virtue!" Mom gasped. I couldn't help but laugh too.

Look, this is my mother, how funny it is! Mom’s Fourth Grade Composition 3

There are many people in this world with unique characteristics, such as: Some can draw, some can sing and dance, and some love writing...

My mother is a hard-working person. I remember that my mother was pregnant at that time. Even though she was pregnant, she did not give up her work, and I was still making up for classes at that time, so my mother would take me to and from school every day. She would get up at six o'clock every morning to make breakfast for me, because I would have to go to class at eight o'clock. Because our family lives far away, it takes an hour to go back and forth. In the evening, my mother will pick me up at six o'clock.

My mother is a humorous mother. I remember that when I was in school, I accidentally fell to the ground. My knees were bleeding from the fall. I endured it. I didn't cry in pain. When it was time to go home, I thought about my mother when I saw her. But I looked around and saw that there were people there. So I put up with it. After I got home, I couldn't bear it any longer. I lay in my mother's arms and started crying. My mother said, "What's wrong, baby?" I sobbed and said, "I accidentally fell while walking." Yes, my knees are bleeding.

"My mother said in surprise: "Hanni, you won't break up other people's roads, will you? "I burst into tears after hearing this sentence.

This is my ever-changing mother! Do you know each other? Mom's fourth grade composition 4

Speaking of 72 When you change, who will you think of first? Sun Wukong, right? Let me tell you a little secret: My mother will change at 72, and she will change as she says.

The first transformation into Tang Monk

Sometimes after I finish my homework, I just want to relax: watch TV, listen to music, and eat snacks. Once, as soon as I turned on the TV, my mother appeared unknowingly. Disaster! The pain in my ears reminded me that this was my mother's "practice", followed by the "tightening curse": "Why are you watching TV again? Watching TV is not good for your eyes. You are nearsighted and you are still watching! Your main task now is to study. Look at Wang Jinglan, can you tell his grades by watching TV? This is the first and last time..." I covered my ears and responded hastily: "Okay, okay, I know! "My mother was still not at ease. Without saying a word, she pulled me to the "safe area" and kept me under strict supervision. With Tang Seng's mother like this on the stall, I was also drunk.

The second change Lobster

One time, I was secretly playing with my mobile phone while my mother wasn’t paying attention. Women’s sense of smell is really great. After a while, I was caught by my mother. She frowned and raised her eyes. My eyes were wide open. No, the volcano was about to erupt. I was sweating on my back. Just as I was about to run away, my mother's "light speed iron grip" caught me. At this moment, my mother's face suddenly became angry. It was so red that it looked like a big lobster. She moved her little finger lightly, and pain spread all over my body. It was clearly a lobster’s claws! "Help!" The neighbors heard the familiar screams again, pitiful like me...

This is my mother who has great magical powers. She can make me love and fear her by casting some spells at will. I really hope she Change the look I like, such as: Guanyin Bodhisattva, Ruyi, cornucopia... Mom's fourth-grade composition 5

I have a hateful mother, she is .3 meters tall and looks very kind. A pair of beautiful big eyes, very charming. Although my mother is very kind on the surface, she did something very hateful and very angry!

Once, my father and I were fighting over the computer. We pushed and pushed, and the two sides were in a stalemate for a long time, but nothing came of it. After a while, my mother came. I asked my mother to comment, but she said: "Wang Heqi, you don't have to do your homework. There are so many homework. I still have to learn composition and English. If I don’t write quickly, can I finish it? And you, Wang Yonghui (my dad), you don’t do any work. You come up to play after dinner. You don’t clean the table or mop the floor. You just play on the computer. Do you think it’s appropriate? You (Dad) go to mop the floor, and you (I) go to do homework, so it’s time for me to relax! "So, my mother started playing on the computer with peace of mind.

But we turned a deaf ear to what our mother said, and immediately ran to the TV and started fighting over the TV. Dad wanted to watch the football game, and I wanted to watch cartoons, but the remote control was snatched back and forth between our hands, and the channels were switched. Unexpectedly, my mother heard our noise, and she shouted angrily: "What are you doing?" Woolen cloth? It’s not over yet, why don’t you go do what you should do! "When we saw that my mother was really a little angry, we hurriedly ran to do what we should do!

My mother is a person with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart! You What is your mother like? You might as well tell me about it! My mother's fourth grade composition 6

It was a beautiful morning, and I was suddenly woken up from my spring and autumn dreams. I was woken up by the ringing of my cell phone. I fumbled around the pillow, and when I found it, I pressed the answer button and said impatiently: Hello!

As soon as I heard my mother’s voice, I heard it. Be prepared to greet me.

Mom, what's wrong?

Oh, I woke up very early.

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That’s right, I woke up after you went out for a while, and I had already finished writing a test paper! I answered shamelessly, in fact, I finished writing that test paper at school, and my mother didn’t know it anyway. I whispered in my heart, but what she said next surprised me. I crashed the car and the front panel was scratched.

Oh, what? ohmygoodness[Oh! Oh My God].

After my mother told me the reason for the incident, I finally understood it: my mother sent my grandma to the countryside, and when she walked into an alley, she realized that she was going the wrong way. She wanted to pour it out, but she didn’t understand it. I accidentally hit a rock due to the road conditions, and the car was badly damaged. When my mother came back, her expression was the standard expression of wanting to cry without tears. My mother told me like she was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. I didn't know how to comfort her, so I had to combine tens of millions of comforts into the following sentence: Mom, it's okay, I just hit the car. What are you afraid of? As long as she is fine. There is no car in the world that will not crash. Every car in the world will crash. Is it possible that some people are born driving and have never crashed? Don't take this to heart. After some counseling from me, my mother finally stopped thinking about it. I sighed that I was so eloquent. Maybe Dou E would have asked me to be her lawyer earlier, and she would not have been wronged forever.

This is the case. I really sympathize with the cars that I use as metaphors. I have ruined my lifetime car honors. In fact, the cars are very unfair! Mom's Fourth Grade Composition 7

My mother's temper is sometimes good and sometimes bad, sometimes strict and sometimes kind, but I like my mother.

"Nagging" Mom

My mom is very nagging. When I go to school, she always tells me to pay attention to safety when riding a bicycle. I don’t know how many times a day she has to nag me; Nagging, nagging me not to watch TV all the time, not to drop rice on the floor; nagging me even if I go to bed a little late at night. The nagging words are always ringing in my ears, and I am tired of hearing them. There are always these few words, and there are no new words. My ears are almost getting calluses.

Mom, I am speechless, you are so nagging!

"Crazy" Mom

As soon as my mom got off work (Friday), she took me shopping. She asked me if this dress looked good. Does it look good or not? Each item made my eyes shine, but after a while, there was nothing new.

I thought everything would be fine once I picked out a piece of clothing, but I didn’t expect it to be even worse. My mother started her “crazy” bargaining again. She will not give up until the price is lowered to her bottom line. She is really a "crazy" mother.

Mom, you are so awesome!

Sports Mom

My mother’s hobby is the same as mine, and she loves playing badminton. But my mother still loves to play shuttlecock.

Whenever I have free time, I will take my mother downstairs to play badminton. Of course, my mother wants it.

Compared with my mother, my football skills are inferior, but I still compete with my mother with great interest. Of course, I lose in the end, but occasionally I will win once or twice.

Whenever my mother wins a game, she always raises her eyebrows arrogantly, with an expression that seems to say: "My defeated opponent, do you still dare to compete with me?"

Mom, you are awesome!

Mom, my dear mom, thank you for taking care of me over the years. I love you, Mom!

The fourth grade of Yucheng Experimental Primary School: Xu Xiangping’s mother’s fourth-grade composition 8

My mother’s personality is hot and cold, and it changes a lot, which always makes me confused. For example, maybe she was in high spirits just now, but after a while her face will become clouded. Most of the reasons why my mother is angry are because of me. Now I will talk about my passionate side.

On this day, I was working hard to catch up on my homework. My mother said to me next to me: "Liu Hengrui, raise your head a little and keep your distance, otherwise you will be short-sighted. Don't hold the pen like that, no." standard". Although I thought she was very verbose, I could only say obediently: "Okay, I promise not to write like that again." My mother sighed and left. I picked up the pen again and continued to do my homework. After a while, my mother came back with a bowl of peeled apples in her hand. She said to me: "Eat some apples." , moisten your throat, go out for a rest, read extracurricular books, and put on this coat if it’s cold.” I said: "Mom, don't care too much about me." She said: "I am your mother, how can I not care about you?"

Don't think that my mother has always been like this. She also has times when she is indifferent and angry.

Once, I made a lot of mistakes in my homework, and my mother was very angry. She said, "I won't sign with you for tonight's homework!" Then she walked out of the room angrily. I was scared and anxious, and I didn't know what would happen next. What kind of punishment is there? It seems that I have to use my imitation method to sign tonight. Fortunately, I usually like to draw. This little thing doesn't bother me, so I imitated my mother's signature on the scratch paper. I practiced drawing one drawing several times, and finally put my mother's name on it. The next day, neither the teacher nor my classmates noticed that the name on the homework book was signed by me, and I was relieved.

This is my hot and cold mother. I am very happy to have such a mother, and I love her very much. Mom's Fourth Grade Composition 9

These days are the Qingming Festival, and everyone must be busy visiting graves. Of course, our family is no exception. However, just because my mother wanted to surf the Internet, I originally agreed to go this afternoon, but who knew, I would go tomorrow. Alas~~~My mother.

Yesterday, I made an agreement with my mother to visit the grave this afternoon, but unexpectedly, my mother changed her mind again. Do you want to know why? Then listen to me and tell you one by one: A few mornings ago, I just finished flute lessons and returned home. The first thing my mother did was to turn on the computer and log in to her QQ account. Then open the QQ game hall and start playing Happy Landlords. After a while, I put the things down, poured some water and drank it, then asked my mother to cook. I was hungry. I waited for 10 minutes and my mother still didn’t get up, so I shouted to my mother to cook. But she asked me to make something to eat. I took a bag of instant noodles, soaked them in boiling water, then picked up my chopsticks and ate them. After eating, I asked my mother to take me to visit the grave. My mother asked me to clean up first. After I cleaned up, I asked my mother again. My mother asked me to wait for him for half an hour. I agreed and I just went back to my room to read for a while. After 30 minutes, I went to call my mother, but seeing her having so much fun, I felt unpopular. I go back to the house and continue reading for 10 minutes, 30 minutes, 1 hour, 2 hours. I looked up after reading the book. ah! 20 hours passed, and I called my mother again: "Mom, it's time for us to go sweep the grave." At this time, my mother looked at the computer and said, "It's already past 3 o'clock. Come almost 4 o'clock. Today we will go to the grave." Don’t go, go tomorrow.” After hearing this, I fainted on the spot.

I am a mom who loves to surf the Internet! Mom's Fourth Grade Composition 10

The weather is very good today, and my mother said: "You are so old, and you still don't know how to ride a bicycle. Today, your mother will take you to conquer this bicycle."

I pushed the bicycle to the square, trying to conquer this thing by myself, but as soon as I got on it, it kicked me off. It seemed to be saying: "You don't know how to ride a bicycle and you are not my master. Why did you touch me?" I am angry". I really wanted to conquer this "wild horse", so I slowly sat on it. It was relatively stable at first. When I looked back, it turned out that my mother had been hiding behind me to help me. I thought I could ride it, but soon I was proud, but when my mother let go of her hand, I fell down together with the car, and tears flowed down my face. My mother said, "Don't be afraid, as long as you work hard, you will definitely learn it." I secretly vowed in my heart: I must ride it well.

I picked up the bicycle, rode it and fell, fell and rode it again. My mother kept encouraging me, and I persisted. Look, God didn't take pity on me. I fell off the car hard again. This time it was terrible. My hand was broken and blood was flowing out. I really didn't want to ride anymore. My mother also said: "Get off." Let’s talk about it next time!” But the more I thought about it, the angrier I became: Am I really unable to learn? I must persevere. I said to my mother: "I must learn to ride a bicycle today!" My mother happily touched my head and said, "You can do it!"

After lunch, I pushed the car again Went to the square to practice. After falling down again and again, getting up again and again. Over and over again, I finally learned to ride a bicycle.

Through this learning to drive, I learned a truth: as long as you never give up and keep working hard, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome and there is nothing that cannot be learned. Mom's Fourth Grade Composition 11

In my family, there is a god of cooking, and that is my mom. Her cooking skills are superb, and every time she makes a dish, I can’t get enough of it.

Every time we eat something new in the restaurant, she will try it when she gets home.

Through her efforts, plain-cut chicken and braised pork are all a piece of cake. Even the difficult hot pot bullfrog, she can make it delicious, delicious and satisfying, making me feel satisfied.

Let me tell you quietly, my mother doesn’t know how to cook. Every time she cooks, she holds her cell phone in her left hand and a shovel in her right hand, following the tutorials on her cell phone and learning as she goes. For example, the shredded wild rice pork she made was either too raw and had to be stir-fried again; or it was too rotten and too old, making people lose their appetite. Sometimes it's too salty and the whole family's tongues suffer. But despite this, my mother was not discouraged and continued to learn lessons and improve her cooking skills. Slowly, she turned from a "rookie" to a "cooking god".

She also likes to make pastries with pumpkins. The first thing she tried was steamed cakes, but they always failed. They were either too dry or too bad, either too sweet or tasteless. After trying this for many times, I finally made a soft and fluffy cake. In addition, she also innovated many new pastries, such as pumpkin rice cakes and pumpkin dumplings...

I am so lucky to have such a kitchen god mother who is not discouraged by failure and has unlimited creativity. ! Mom's Fourth Grade Composition 12

"Clang, clang, clang," a familiar voice came out. This was my mom cooking, and it was her specialty - fish-flavored shredded pork. Mom first pours the oil into the pot, heats it and then puts in the fresh fish. When one side is browned, turn it over with a spatula and make a "click-click" sound when it hits the pot. Then he took the pot in one hand and put the fragrant fish on the plate with a spatula in the other.

After that, I fried the shredded pork with the oil used to fry the fish and took a bite. He skillfully picked up the bag marked "MSG" with his hands and poured the MSG into it, making a "swishing" sound. Then pour a spoonful of salt with a small spoon, and then increase the temperature. The flames will jump up and down, and the black smoke will be discharged from the exhaust port. I was also choked and coughed from behind, but she slowly fried the shredded pork with a shovel, flipping it over and over.

With a "click" sound, my mother turned the knob, the fire gradually subsided, the smell of smoke dissipated, and the fragrance that had been suppressed by the smoke came to my nostrils. I was simply intoxicated by it.

But she was still not satisfied, so she poured shredded carrots, chopped black fungus, and young celery leaves into the pot. After a big stir-fry, it was cooked on low fire for less than 10 minutes. The meat was rich in flavor and fragrant. A plate of tender and delicious fish-flavored shredded pork was brought to the table.

"Wow, it smells so delicious!" After a while of praise, I began to enjoy this delicious meal. Mom's Fourth Grade Composition 13

My mother is thirty-seven years old this year. She looks ordinary, but in fact she is amazing!

My mother has "clairvoyance" and "early ears". No matter what "bad things" I do behind her back, she knows it clearly. Once, I was doing homework in the room and she was cooking in the kitchen. Halfway through the homework, I secretly read the extracurricular books for a while, and suddenly I heard my mother yelling: "If you don't do your homework well, why are you doing it secretly?" I quickly put away the extracurricular books, thinking: Oh, I really hide everything. But my mother has a sharp eye! It’s better not to peek at books from now on.

When my mother saw that I had made another mistake, she transformed into the Tang Monk in "Journey to the West" and started nagging me endlessly about the big set of truths. I was so upset that I had no choice but to listen to her words in one ear and out the other, ignoring her.

Similarly, when I inadvertently did something wrong without realizing it, my mother became Sherlock Holmes and judged my "committing process" through the "crime scene". For example, that time I accidentally dropped my hair into the bowl while drinking milk but didn't notice it. When my mother was combing my hair, she found that my hair was very wet. She asked me what was wrong, but I couldn't answer. When my mother saw my clothes soaked with milk-stained hair, she immediately understood what was going on, which made me admire me so much.

My mother is very hard-working. She gets up early and stays late every day. After finishing her work and doing housework, she sits in bed reading books and newspapers in her spare time. My mother is usually very gentle, with a bright smile. When she is happy, she talks and laughs like a child. But if I make her angry, she will criticize me severely and scold me bloody.

The ever-changing mom, the mom I love and fear, I love you! Mom's Fourth Grade Composition 14

Everyone has their own tricks, but my mom's trick is extremely powerful and can be used a hundred times.

On a Saturday morning when the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear, I was sleeping in. My mother came and she was about to use her unrivaled ultimate move.

The first move is to defeat the sailor with sunflowers. Applying Daxia Bai's trick, he poured water on my head with a teapot to wake me up. However, "the way is higher and the devil is higher", I have restrained myself. My mother will definitely not be willing to give in, and she must survive the second move.

The second move is overwhelming. Even more vicious than the first move, I use Guo Daxia's special move. If I don't have any particularly strong magical skills, I will lose the prize immediately if I have to. But I have the iron head skill and my hardness can be compared with the wall, so this level is a piece of cake. , as I expected, she hit me on the head, I won, it didn’t hurt or itchy, her next move would be even more cruel.

NO3 subdue the dragon with ten slaps. A practitioner can reach eight slaps before his face becomes swollen. Don't blame me, but I am thick-skinned, thicker than a city wall. Even an atomic bomb cannot penetrate it, let alone this little ten slaps. I don’t know if I can survive the next move, it will be even more dangerous!

The fourth trick is to scratch the itch. This hit me hard, and I tried my best to restrain myself, but my mother was not forgiving. I wanted to roll around and get away, but I didn't expect to give her a chance. In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore and laughed. I failed. I failed because I was ticklish.

In order for me to get up early to study and think about my future, she used all the ancestral secrets. My mother’s fourth-grade composition 15

My mother loves to nag very much. When she uses the “nagging skill”, we are all afraid and annoyed.

That time, her uncle came to help her clean out of kindness, but when she saw that her uncle was irritable at work, she told a lot of truths such as "you must be serious about everything you do", which made her uncle extremely depressed. ; Another time, I went to my mother’s class to look for her after school and saw her accompanying the students to make up their homework. Amidst her endless chatter, the students were so frightened that they did not dare to raise their heads and were writing furiously...

But there is one thing that makes me like my mother’s nagging.

That time, I couldn’t solve a reading question, so I asked her. Unexpectedly, she started nagging without even reading the question: "You can't even do such a simple question?" As she spoke, she opened the book and put it in front of me and said, "Read the article carefully. Once you understand it, you will be able to answer the question." . ”

I originally wanted a standard answer, but not only did I not get it, I got a lot of nagging in return. I was extremely irritable, but when I saw my mother's stern eyes, I had no choice but to read the text. After reading the text carefully several times, I was pleasantly surprised to find that summarizing the meaning of a few key sentences was the answer to that question.

I excitedly stuffed the book into my bag and ran to the TV. But my mother grabbed me back to the desk and found a few similar questions from extracurricular reading books for me to do. She also nagged: "I can't do simple questions, which shows that I have poor reading habits. Do more questions." It helps to form reading habits and methods..." I had to admit that my mother's words made sense, so I had to immerse myself in the questions.

The next day, I got an "Excellent" in my reading assignment. This was the only "Excellent" in the class! I was so excited that every cell in my body seemed to be beating with joy.

Although my mother’s nagging is sometimes annoying, that nagging contains deep love and expectations for me.