One thing that makes me happy-the fourth grade composition.

In daily study, work and life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. How to write a good composition? The following is a story I collected that makes me happy. The fourth grade composition is for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

One thing that makes me happy is the fourth class this morning, which is math, that is, our teacher Zhang's class. You all know that my favorite class for Shao is math. But in this math class, I have always been very happy. Why? Tell you what! That's because our math teacher's little daughter, "Zhang Xiaohan". Do you want to hear a story about teacher Zhang's daughter? All right, I'll tell you something. You should listen carefully!

"Class is over, class is over." The students in our class are shouting loudly. Accompanied by music, our teacher Zhang walked into the classroom slowly. About ten minutes passed, including "class", "hello teacher" and "hello classmates, please sit down". I only heard a "mom" next to the back door of the classroom. Suddenly, the eyes of 56 students surrendered to Zhang Xiaohan. At this moment, the three-year-old girl was shy. She doesn't know what to say to everyone. Just hold the toy tightly in your hand. Stride to her mother, then point to the chalk on the blackboard and say, what is this? At this time, she made the whole class active. Our teacher Zhang used his quick wits and finally found a suitable position for his daughter. Zhang Xiaohan was about to sit down when our Chinese teacher came again and took Zhang Xiaohan to the office. Five minutes later, her eyes glistened with tears. Toy in hand, she ran to her mother. The students are puzzled. Why is this little girl so stubborn that she won't stop until she reaches a certain goal? The little girl made our teacher Zhang blush. After a while, the little girl went out and came again. The teacher said that she would write the questions she just said again, so we wrote the exercises again.

Well, what I said is very interesting.

What makes me happy is that the mood of two people is as changeable as the weather, with joy or sadness, crying and laughing. And what I experienced was as colorful as shells on the beach. To my relief, I learned to swim in the summer vacation.

I remember one afternoon in the summer vacation, Uncle Liang and his son invited Sister Pu and me to swim in Bajiaolin. I was so happy that I immediately put on my beautiful bathing suit and set off by car. Along the way, the wind lifted my hair, and the grass and flowers on the roadside waved to me. Everything is so beautiful!

When they arrived at the banana forest, their friends rushed to the river to laugh and play. I was the only one standing alone on the shore. Liang cried, "Uncle Xiao? Come down and swim! " I whispered, "I'm not very good at it. I'm afraid of being choked by water! " "Uncle Liang said kindly," It doesn't matter, the water is very shallow today! I have a gold medal coach to teach you and guarantee that you will learn in three days! " I hesitated and walked slowly to the river. Uncle Liang is right. The river only reached my bare feet. Liang said to me, "Don't be nervous, son. Just relax。 Training has begun! "He held my waist first, and then taught me how to move my feet: that is, straighten my legs, then retract them, then open the paddle backwards like a frog, and then retract them. I followed the coach's beat and practiced my leg movements one by one. There are two friends cheering for me. I really envy them when I see them swimming freely in the water. So I made up my mind: I must learn to swim. Then paddle slowly, only to feel that the water seems to be pointing at me, and my feet are not so obedient. At this moment, Uncle Liang said, "I tried to let go? As soon as he let go, I sank and the water poured into my mouth and nose. "Ah, ah, help! I drink water! " I made my little friend burst into laughter. Liang immediately fished me up and smiled and said, "It's nothing. If you want to learn to swim, you must drink water. Don't lose heart, keep practicing. You can do it! "

With uncle Liang's encouragement, we went to banana forest for several days in a row, and I finally learned breaststroke! You can swim freely in the water like a fish! When I told the news to my mother, she kept praising me! I heard it's as sweet as honey!

Learning to swim really makes me happy! From learning to swim, I learned that no matter what I do, I must have the spirit of dripping water through the stone!

It is a happy thing for me. I believe everyone has something happy! Let me tell you something that makes me happy.

One night, my mother said to me, "Let's go out to play tomorrow!" " "My father and I agreed. I asked my parents, "But where are we going to play?" Dad said, "Let's go to Tanxi Mountain. I hear it's interesting. It happens that I have a brother there. " I said, "Mom, let's go!" Mom said, "Well, I'll check online now. "

The next morning, my mother took her smallest bag and left after dinner. On the way, I ate a lot. When I arrived, I got off and took a look. Wow! Such a big mountain! Of course, as soon as Dad arrived, he ran to the toilet.

Our family went up the mountain. There was nothing interesting when we went up the mountain, but we saw a rainbow under a small waterfall. My mother and I went to catch a rainbow in a crack in the stone in the waterfall. My mother said to me, "Well, I know I can't catch the rainbow, but I did."

After playing for a long time, we saw another bridge. I tried to stay away from the bridge when I left, but I didn't even move. After we went down the mountain, my mother asked me, "Did you have a good time?" I said, "Happy."

Today, I have a very happy thing. What is this? I won't say anything. You will know after reading the following story.

Today, our class and class (1) held a game on the playground-tug-of-war. I didn't want to attend at first, but on second thought, this is for the class, for our collective! So I decided to participate. There should be ten people in each class, and the rest will cheer us on. When we are ready, the long-awaited game will finally begin. Ten of us walked onto the stage, crouched down slowly and held on to the rope. Just listen to the whistle of "Du-"and the game officially begins. Both sides pulled back hard. A few minutes passed and the rope was still in the middle. What should I do? At this time, our strikers made faces at each other and they all laughed. We used this moment to pull the rope back hard, and the rope came! We cheered. But don't forget, there are two more games! The second game started, and we thought we would win this time, so we accidentally pulled it back. They seized the opportunity and pulled back hard. When we tried to save it, it was too late, and the rope had exceeded their bottom line. We blamed each other one by one and thought about how to win the next game. The most important third inning began, and my heart almost jumped out. Then let's get ready to start! We both pulled back hard, and the rope was almost on our bottom line, but at this moment, our striker slipped and the rope swayed towards them and returned to the midpoint. Fortunately, he stopped in time, and we pulled back hard, and the rope came to us from the middle point little by little. At this time, the rope is only 5 cm, 4 cm, 3 cm, 2 cm away from our baseline, 1 cm, coming! Through our efforts, we finally won the game.

Now you know what my happiness is? Yes, it was our class that won the game. This is the power of unity!