Angry fourth-grade composition

In daily life or work and study, everyone has written a composition, so you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is a narrative method that expresses a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is my angry fourth-grade composition for everyone, hoping to help everyone.

Angry fourth-grade composition 1 children, have you ever been angry? Son, do you hate people who scold you? If I had to answer, I would say: yes. For example, the day before yesterday, I met a laundry list of things that didn't go my way.

I am in a small forest with my friends. I accidentally fell down and was covered in mud. I thought I could be comforted, but the truth is not what I thought. Instead of comforting me, my friends laughed at me and called me stupid. I was angry and hit them again. When I got home, my mother slapped me without even asking. I was just about to explain what was going on when my mother asked me to take a shower. My mother's behavior only added fuel to the fire. Go back to your room after a shower and lock the door. I started looking for something to vent. I threw my clothes about and tore the paper to pieces. Soon, my room was in a mess. However, it still doesn't make me angry. At this time, my mother said, "It's time to eat." "I'm still angry and yelling," don't eat! Mother shouted, "What are you shouting? Do you like it or not? "I went to school, and at school, someone tripped me. I yelled at him "what" and "I didn't do anything". What he said tickled my fingers and hair, and I knocked him down at once. The teacher saw it, and instead of criticizing him, he criticized me, which made me very wronged.

In the evening, grandma took me to a pit and shouted "it's your turn" at the pit. I learned from my grandmother's appearance and shouted at it, feeling much more relaxed. I asked my grandmother what this pit was, and she said, "It's a happy pit. As long as you speak out your grievances, it will eat them up and the rest will be happy, but you can't fight anything in the future. You have to reason with others. " I nodded and said, "Thank you, Grandma!" "

My head teacher, Mr. Wang, is a good teacher. He cares about us and loves us very much. But when she's angry, it can be scary. Now I want to tell a story about his anger!

Ding! The bell rang, and before Miss Wang came, we played to our heart's content. Some students leave their seats to talk to other students, some play games, some run around in front of the teacher ... The teacher is really "lively". Suddenly, Mr. Wang gently pushed open the door and walked in quietly. Seeing that we were busy, the fire didn't hit a place. I saw him strike the table hard. At this time, the classroom is very quiet and the students are all sitting in their seats. The teacher said nothing but stared at the students whispering. It's over. Teacher Wang is really angry. The students are on tenterhooks and very scared. At this time, even a needle fell out of the classroom. The teacher said seriously, "I was in a meeting earlier and came a few minutes late, that's all." You are already fifth-grade students. Don't you even know if the teacher is the same? "We all looked down and felt ashamed. When the teacher saw that we all knew the mistake, he calmed down and started the class. In this class, we listened carefully and answered questions well. When the teacher saw that we corrected them with practical actions, there was a smile on her lips.

In the future, we should observe discipline and not make teachers angry. What's more, I am the squadron leader, so I should set an example and give full play to the role of cadres.

Angry Grade 4 Composition 3 Today, in the second class of Grade 5, the teacher asked me to help her move her homework in his office. When I moved here, I had been in class for ten minutes. I ran in front and the teacher was behind me. There is a distance of about 100 meter between me and my teacher.

Then I saw a "doorman" at the door. Hey, isn't this Liu Yuning? I came to the classroom and asked a classmate, "What are they doing in the classroom? They are too mysterious. " "Oh, you don't know, they fell out without a teacher." "What are they doing?" Oh, fighting. Ah, acrobatics. "Yang and Qu, in particular, are proficient."

Liu Yuning, the "gatekeeper", seems to have sensed something and was about to report to their "Captain" song, but it was too late. Teacher cen has arrived at the door. She looked at Liu Yuning for a few minutes, said a few words to her, and then called several other people.

"You, how can you do this in class? You have to write a 400-word exam alone and hand it in tomorrow. "

Afterwards, several of them agreed that Liu Yuning didn't leave the door open, so several people beat up Liu Yuning at the corner, and Liu Yuning was not a vegetarian, so they reported to the teacher. Finally, the teacher called their parents to school.

I think this is the best punishment for them.

I have a sister who studies very well and was admitted to Wenzhou University. But she has a bad temper-she likes to be angry with others.

I remember one time, I sat on the sofa, doing nothing and provoking no one. My sister came up to me fiercely and shouted at me, "Go in and do your homework!" " "I dare not refute this voice, so I have to walk into the room. After a while, I crept out and saw my sister watching TV, so I secretly watched it. After watching it for a while, my sister found me watching TV and yelled at me with the legendary "lion roar": "Don't watch TV! Go in and do your homework! "I have to go in and do my homework. I'm afraid to come out again.

The above is just an example. I remember another time, my sister just got scolded by her parents and walked back to her room angrily. Just as she was about to enter the room, she saw me and took me as a punching bag. Before returning to my room, she gave me a good lecture. I looked at her tearful but fierce expression and could see that she was badly scolded.

This is my sister, a sister who likes to be angry with others. Although she has this shortcoming, I still admire her, and I still want to learn from her. After all, she is also a student of Wenzhou University. As the saying goes, no one is perfect.

Today, Teacher Wu is angry. This is the first time she has been angry since school started, not with us.

As soon as the bell rang for the second class in the afternoon, the students came into the classroom one after another. There was no sound in the classroom at first, but then two students booed and the classroom began to quarrel. At this moment, Mr. Wu came over and knocked on the classroom door with his finger. The students didn't say anything at once, so they were quiet. Teacher Wu said in Shimen: "You quarrel, you quarrel, see when you quarrel." Teacher Wu also asked the students to talk about which five people quarreled the most, and 300 words explained why they quarreled.

Although there is no smile on teacher Wu's face in this class, she still speaks the class so well and the students study so hard that they all raise their hands to answer questions actively, hoping to make up for it.

This matter has passed, and Mr. Wu will not take it to heart, and the students' uneasy hearts will disappear in class. This is what I know from Mr. Wu's smiling face when he walked out of the classroom after class. I know the students will try their best to cheer up the teacher. I know it won't happen next time. It won't happen again. It won't happen again. Be sure to control yourself and be a civilized and disciplined student.

Miss Wu, we know we are wrong, so I want to say to you: I'm sorry! Miss Wu, please forgive us. We will never do this again.

There are angry, happy and troubled people in life, and there is basically one thing, and it is very angry to think about it.

On Friday afternoon, I was watching Xiao Bai's choice in Diary of a Smiling Cat. There was a knock at the door in my ear. I answered the door and found it was my cousin. I opened the door and welcomed him into the room.

My brother and I came to the living room, and my mother said to us, "I'm going out for a while." Don't make any noise, do you hear? " Without hesitation, we said, "All right." My mother left, and my brother took advantage of me to go to the toilet, put noodles and towels together, and put oil in the pot. This is my reward for maternal love. Brother is really hateful. I finished going to the bathroom, just as my mother came back. He asked, "Are you making trouble?" We said with one voice, "No!" "Mom, try my noodles!" Mother said, "Good!" I served it ceremoniously, and I said, "Eat." Mom ate and said, "Come, look at the towels and oil inside!" " "Then, mom wiped her mouth with a towel, and her mouth turned yellow. My mother beat me up and deducted all my pocket money this month. On the contrary, my mother bought delicious food for my brother because of my brother's mischief.

It's been a long time, but I'm still angry when I think about it.

Everyone knows that ladies are very quiet. So when I hear people say that Mrs. Zi will lose her temper the next year, I firmly don't believe it. Because "listening is empty"! But today, I am "seeing is believing"!

No, Sun Ruodi, the "naughty king" of our class, has started to "work" again. He began to look for the "target". Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he aimed at Yue Ziyi. He crept to Yue Ziyi's side and only heard a bang. Yueziyi's tears trickled out of her eyes like broken beads. Looks like the attack is not light! Yue Ziyi started the storm! Her almond eyes were wide open and she was very angry. She hit Sun hard, and Sun hit her back a few times. She turned around, wiped a handful of tears, and then turned around and kicked Sun Ruodi with one foot left and one foot right. Sun Ruodi was kicked "wow" by Yue Ziyi. At this time, Sun Redi reacted in time and kicked Yue Ziyi. Yue Ziyi couldn't help crying, her nose was red, like a red cherry.

I watched them fight hard, and there was nothing I could do. Alas, only teachers can subdue the "naughty king" in our class. However, it is often the teacher who just finished speaking and turned around and forgot all about it. Therefore, I can only comfort Yue Ziyi and then "report the case"!

I made my mother angry this morning. Because my mother gave me several math problems, I was absent-minded and only watched TV, so I made many mistakes.

The thing is, when I got up this morning, my mother gave me a few questions after she was busy. I couldn't watch cartoons until I finished writing, but I was too absorbed in watching cartoons and didn't take it seriously, thinking that I could deal with my mother if I finished writing casually. I didn't expect my mother to be too serious and never let go of every question and step. My mother saw so many wrong questions, and all the wrong ones were wrong. Suddenly, my mother flew into a rage and tore up my notebook and asked me to rewrite it. When was it all right?

After correcting the wrong question, I asked my mother to check it again. My mother said, "What now?" As soon as I saw that my mother's face was more fierce than before, I dared not make any noise, so I had to keep my head down and continue to change. While I was correcting the wrong question, my mother reasoned with me and said, "Learning is for myself, not for others. If you don't study hard now, you can't even find a job when you grow up. "

I thought I would do my homework carefully in the future, and I wouldn't be careless or make my mother angry. I know that my mother is angry for my own good, and I also hope that I will have a bright future when I grow up. My mother will do my homework carefully in the future.

My mother always says that I get angry easily. Well, she always loses her temper. No matter how much my grades improve or my father's smelly socks are not thrown into the washing machine, even trivial things, I can always hear my mother's "wind" and "thunder": "Look at you, look at you, it's always like this ..."

If it's okay, it's my dad. He was so angry that it was difficult for him to "broaden his horizons" for a while. That was not the case. In order to get Chinese and foreign Digest from me, he angrily shouted at me, "This is an adult's book!" " In less than ten minutes, the book flew in front of me, and my father's voice floated into my ear: "You read first." Let me laugh and cry. When I write my composition, my parents compete like a race. So dad says his method is right. Mom over there said to do it according to her idea. Finally, I didn't write a word in my composition, so I fell asleep first. They are still arguing. Do you think I should be angry?

It is said that teachers are "hardworking gardeners". Teachers also like to be angry. If you don't believe me, look at this sentence: "Is your brain perforated?" This shows that the performance of another student in our class is a headache for the teacher.

I used to get angry for a little thing! And I always get angry when it's not critical, so I'm often repaired by my mother, so I get it. If you want to be angry, you must be "reasonable"!

There are four members in my family. We are a happy family. Once my grandmother got angry.

This happened in a school last year. That night, when all the dishes were ready, I went to the bedroom to ask my grandmother to eat. Grandma is watching her favorite program "Nanjing Zero Distance" and told us to eat first. She watched it for a while and then came to eat, so we started eating first. There is my favorite dried plum meat in the dish. I ate a lean meat at the first bite, which was really delicious. I took a bite of meat and a bite of rice. After a while, my rice was finished, leaving only roots and fat in the plate. All three of us are full. After dinner, my father and I went shopping in the supermarket.

My father and I went to the supermarket and bought a lot of delicious food. After shopping, my father and I went home. I went home with a big bag of delicious food. As soon as I entered the room, I heard the voice of "Ding Dong". I saw my grandmother washing dishes in the kitchen. At first I thought it was my mother who didn't wash the dishes, and my grandmother was angry. But grandma didn't say anything, and I don't know what happened.

So I'm still not sure that grandma is angry for that reason. Sure enough, I was right. After washing the dishes, grandma frowned and said angrily, "I'll cook for you, so you can leave this dish without lean meat." I don't want to be with you anymore. " I looked out again and saw a bowl I didn't eat in the kitchen. Grandma was even more angry. "What are you looking at?"

It's the first time I saw grandma so angry, so my parents and I made a new dish, ha! The food is ready. We put the food in the microwave oven and heat it again, and it's ready. We took the food into grandma's bedroom and handed it to grandma and said, "We will never forget you again."

Angry fourth-grade composition 1 1 Usually, grandma cooks. This time, grandma went back to her hometown and no one cooks at home. What should I do? At this time, my mother's eyes lit up and offered to let us taste the chef's cooking.

After a while, the food was served. I took a big bite of it with chopsticks and put it in my mouth with anticipation. "Bah, so salty! Mom, did you put salt twice? " I was lying on my desk, shouting and exaggerating my vomiting.

Mother's face suddenly turned cloudy from her eyes, her cheeks trembled slightly and her face was as black as ink. My eyes bulged as if they were going to eat me. He put his arm around my waist with one hand and pointed at me with the other, and shouted angrily, "I worked hard to cook the dishes, but you are finding fault here." Do it if you have the ability! "

Seeing such a mother, I immediately faded like a frosted eggplant. I dare not go out with my head down, for fear of making my mother more angry. After my mother yelled at me, she went back to her room angrily. Knock on the floor under your feet as if you have a grudge against the floor.

After a while, I felt that my mother's anger should be relieved, so I took the initiative to apologize to my mother and opened the door to see my mother who I just thought of. I looked down and just wanted to apologize to my mother, but my mother beat me to it and said, "I'm sorry, obviously I'm not a good cook, but you told the truth, but I scolded you ..." "It doesn't matter, mom, it's my fault that your food tastes bad." My mother and I smiled at each other, walked to the table together and had a happy lunch.

Angry fourth-grade composition 12 "Ding Lingling-"The bell rang, and the art teacher quietly appeared at the door of the classroom, but the classroom was still as lively as recess. Zhang San is telling Li Si how handsome he is playing games! Playing paper plane with Wang, I am not idle. I am in full swing (using clever words, but to avoid repetition, I suggest changing it to: crazy) reading a particularly handsome book-Harry Potter.

The art teacher was livid and shouted angrily, "You have rebelled! Can't you see me? My height 1.8 meters! " The classroom became quiet as soon as the teacher shouted.

The teacher said angrily, "Open the book quickly 12 pages, be quiet and listen carefully!" " "The teacher began to lecture, but in less than five minutes, Zhang San couldn't sit still, began to move around, and finally turned his head to talk to others. The teacher looked at him first, and then coughed. Zhang San hasn't found it yet. At this time, an unexpected thing happened!

The teacher frowned at first, and the word "Sichuan" appeared on his forehead. When his eyes narrowed, he seemed to shoot two X-rays straight through our hearts, which made our hearts tremble. Then his eyes suddenly stared, like two grenades about to explode. He waved his big hand and slapped it on the table. The sound was like a landslide, and all the books on the table were shaken.

I still have a lingering fear when I think of my teacher's outburst.

Angry fourth grade composition 13 dear mother:

Hello!

Thank you for your concern for me for so many years, but today I want to give you some advice and express my thoughts, hoping you can understand me.

I know you have worked hard for my growth. You not only strictly ask me to study hard, but also pay more attention to teaching me to be a good person. You always tell me to be honest and practical. You also make me a useful person and a pillar of the motherland in the future. I understand all this, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I remember that before the English mid-term exam in Grade Four last semester, you often reminded me to review well, but I always disagreed and my grades were poor. In order not to be scolded, I deliberately erased the score in the classroom and quietly changed 85 to 95, trying to hide the truth. That day after school, I walked listlessly on the road, and your scolding was all in my mind. In the evening, when I hesitated to take out the test paper for you to sign, I saw you carefully read it, looked at the numerous red crosses on the test paper, and suddenly noticed the erased scores. You flew into a rage. He said to me angrily, "How dare you. Not only did you not study hard, but you also learned to lie! " "These short words hurt my heart. Mom, why don't you think about why I did this? I'm afraid you will punish me.

After finishing my homework, I always want to do my own thing. You always give me homework according to my academic performance. Looking at your stern eyes, I have to do that.

Mom, thank you for your concern. I understand your temper, but please give me a blue sky and freedom. I will listen to you, be honest and trustworthy, and don't deceive others, so that you don't have to worry.

hope

Good health and all the best.

On a sunny spring morning, under the blue sky, my parents and I went shopping in the supermarket.

As soon as I walked out of the supermarket, I saw a man with a piece of food in his hand. However, he threw his food bag on the road. Originally, the road was clean and there was no debris, but it was thrown away by an uncle. That's rubbish. I feel a little dirty here.

I said, "Uncle, would you please pick up the garbage on the ground and put it in the trash can?" Grandpa said, "I blame you for throwing it." Get out, you little brat, and stay out of my business. He gave me a hard push and left without looking back.

I was very angry, so I went to pick up this garbage angrily and put it in the trash can. I don't know if this kind of person is like the kind of person who "turns a blind eye, listens but doesn't smell, eats but doesn't know its taste"

When I grow up, I can't litter like this uncle and be a civilized citizen. Although that uncle is well dressed, his moral character is not good. We are now creating a civilized city. Do those who litter know how many grandparents and workers are working hard behind the scenes to create a civilized city?

Urban environmental sanitation is not protected by one person, but by us. Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility.

Until now, I am still angry at the thought of that uncivilized behavior.

The angry fourth-grade composition 15 "Ding Lingling" is in class, and the students are still twittering. Hearing this, the teacher's anger, which had been suppressed for a day, finally burned up.

What on earth are you doing? The teacher flew into a rage, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, like a crack, and like a dark cloud "bang" appeared. So, with a wave of her hand, she slapped her hand heavily on the podium and said, "You rebelled, the bell rang, and you were still talking." At this time, the whole class immediately quieted down, only the fan overhead was still shaking, and the table would still shake from time to time.

The students were silent, and everyone was almost scared by this "12 earthquake", and the whole class trembled. I cried-the boy's face was red and the girl was shaking all over.

"What are you doing? The teacher stared at us angrily. Students, you look at me and I look at you. I don't know what to do or how to express myself. The teacher's anger burned for thirty minutes before she slowly stopped her long speech. )。 "You are really, don't study hard, don't you get tired of talking so much in class? As soon as the teacher said these words, he announced the class was over. I thought to myself: Teacher, I don't want to have a "12 earthquake" every day.

After school, I carry my schoolbag and go home with sadness. This is not only my personal idea, but also the feeling of the whole class. I really hope there will be no more "earthquakes" in the future.