Composition of fourth-grade students

In real life or work and study, many people write compositions, which can be divided into primary school compositions, middle school compositions and college compositions (papers). Still at a loss for composition? The following are nine compositions of fourth-grade students carefully arranged by me. Welcome everyone to learn from them, I hope it will help you.

There is a beautiful school in Binjiang District of Hangzhou. Yes, it's Wen Tao Primary School.

In spring, cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and they gather in large numbers on the branches, some are dark pink and some are light pink, like a group of pink dolls hugging each other. Begonia hung low in front of the teaching building, bent over and looked far away, with pink clouds floating. Phalaenopsis in front of the office building is another scene: purple, yellow, red and orange, colorful!

In spring, the grass sticks out of its head and is widely distributed on the playground. From top to bottom, it looks like a green ocean. The color of these grasses is a vibrant new green, which inspires us to move forward.

In spring, trees sprout new buds, grow green leaves and dense tassels, like giant umbrellas, overlapping branches and leaking tiny shadows. Ginkgo trees are also beginning to grow leaves, some are green, some are brooms, and some are full of tender leaves.

Of course, the most distinctive feature of Wen Tao Primary School is the small farm in Wen Tao, which contains vegetables, celery and rape. Vegetables are big and small, big like a huge green flower; That little guy just poked his head out. Rape flowers are yellow and leaves are green, which makes people full of strength.

Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and the weather is really nice. With excitement, my parents and I went to Longjishan Park to sweep the graves of revolutionary martyrs.

When I arrived at the park, I saw the monument engraved with "Immortality of the People's Heroes" at a glance, and I couldn't wait to buy three tickets. Run up the long 192 steps. I saw many people holding flowers in their hands along the way. When I arrived at the monument, I saw flowers and wreaths in front of me. I also presented the white chrysanthemum in my hand and bowed deeply to them for three times.

Dad told me that these martyrs exchanged their precious lives for us Putian people. They are all heroes in our minds.

Finally, I ran up the rock. In a blink of an eye, it was 12, and I reluctantly left Longjishan Park and these respectable martyrs.

My hometown is beautiful, and the small town surrounded by winding rivers adds a bit of leisure and tranquility. People often go to Bijia Mountain by the river to enjoy the cool, mainly because Bijia Mountain is tall and straight, like a pen, with green seasons and unique scenery.

In spring, flowers are colorful. The trees have sprouted new branches and exposed green leaves. If you go to the foot of Bijia Mountain, you will see banyan trees lined up neatly on both sides of the stone ladder, nodding and smiling at you in the warm spring breeze, as if the hostess were warmly welcoming you. There are all kinds of wild flowers on the grass on both sides of the stone ladder, red, yellow and purple ... It's really like a beautiful big flower bed. Some fruit trees were planted along the paths on both sides of the stone steps. From a distance, pear blossoms are like white clouds in the sky; Peach blossoms look like a group of little girls in gorgeous clothes, smiling from ear to ear ... if you are there, you will feel that you have entered a fairyland on earth. ...

In summer, the trees are lush. Dense layers of branches and leaves sealed the whole forest. In the morning, the fog rose from the valley, and the whole forest was immersed in milky fog. When the sun came out, thousands of rays of sunlight passed through the treetops and shone in front of the farmer's house, although the chicken was so hot that its head drooped; Dogs stick out their tongues when they are hot; Cicada is so hot that I don't know what to do. It kept shouting "cicada, cicada" in the branches. If you come to Bijia Mountain at this time, you will feel extremely refreshing. ...

In autumn, when the wind blows, the leaves fall and are full of poetry. Autumn wind is blowing, and fallen leaves are dancing in the forest. At this time, if you come to the top of Bijia Mountain, you will see the yellow leaves covered with a thick carpet, and then lie down on the carpet to rest, and you will also smell the fragrance of fruits floating in. Oh, the fruit is ripe, too Along the direction of fruity fragrance, you will see big and yellow oranges hanging all over the branches, and sweet and sour hawthorn crowded on every branch, which makes people salivate. ...

In winter, snowflakes are flying, adding more interest. Snowflakes are flying high in the sky at the top of the mountain. White hats have been put on the top of the mountain, and the pine trees are covered with snow. The snow on the ground is thick, loose and soft, and often does not reach the instep. Children living in the mountains put on cotton-padded jackets and happily went out to have a snowball fight. The interest in childhood left a deep mark on their memory. ...

Ah! Beautiful Bijia Mountain, you are magnificent. It deserves to be a bright pearl in the scenery of Xuanhan!

The black sky is gradually coming down. Mother Moon is on duty. She sprinkled the bright moonlight on the earth. On the curved moon, it seems that there really are Chang 'e and Yutu. I went into fantasy.

The sky is full of little stars. They tried their best to interweave bits and pieces of light into a star network: not as dazzling as sunlight, not as clear as moonlight, but bright. The sky is full of rivers of stars.

Lying on the grass, I couldn't help saying, "Little star, shining in the sky, blinking at me, it's really clever." The milky way, winding, a curved moon lying in the river, shining silver. How beautiful! "

Seeing the Altair and Vega, I can't help but think of the touching folk story Cowherd and Weaver Girl. Look, there is a smaller star among the two bigger stars. Just like my family. The two bigger stars are my parents, and the smaller star is me. I thrive under the care of my parents.

The beauty of the night sky is natural beauty and pure beauty. Beautiful night sky, I love you!

I sincerely hope that I can be as happy as others. I really want to go back to the past, don't worry so much, I will have a lot of love and care. If one day I am carefree and I only know what I should do, I can play. Well done! Why do people grow up? When I grow up, I will have a lot of troubles and responsibilities. I will think about what I should do for a long time, just like an old saying. People can't help themselves in the Jianghu. Sometimes they don't want to participate, and sometimes they don't have to. They really can't help themselves. They were hurt and cried. Others don't know why, only to see her crying. Some people even laugh at you without comfort. This will only make yourself more sad. Sometimes I really don't want to say anything, because I don't want people who care about me to be sad because of me. I just want them to be happy. I've asked them countless times. What can tears represent? Who can understand me, help me and support me? There is a saying: don't tell others how painful my injury is. I often tell myself why I can comfort others but not myself. Sometimes too much depression will make me stop breathing. I'm really tired. I hate it. Why do I always pretend to be strong and not care? Who can understand me, understand me, comfort me, often In their hearts, I will be very happy every day. With me, they will forget more troubles. Why don't I live like that in my own life? For various reasons, it will make me cry. Maybe tears are my support, sometimes it's boring.

Six rows of neat willows stand on both banks like sentries, and cuckoos like to stop on their branches to sing, dance or play; Small wildflowers also try to stick out their heads, adding infinite beauty to the monotonous green grassland: white is like Leng Xue in winter, cold, pink is like a lovely little girl, beautiful, red is like sunshine and enthusiasm in summer, blue is like blue sky and elegance, and yellow is like sunshine and brilliance in spring. This stream is as clear as a glass ribbon every day. The reflection of reed grass on the roadside is clearly visible in the water. The tadpole kept swimming in the water, as if to say, "Miss Spring is coming! Everybody out! " In the brilliant golden sunshine, vibrant spring has appeared again.

"Wildfire won't devour them, they will grow taller again in the spring breeze", is this sentence used as a metaphor for grass? The grass is so soft and green, and it is a happy and happy scenery in nature; Butterflies stop on small flowers and enjoy collecting honey; The little dragonfly stopped on the beautiful reed grass. I wanted to stay for a short time, but I couldn't bear to leave when I saw this beautiful spring girl. Small reed grass is also very kind, so that dragonflies can rest heartily on it; Small fish are swinging their fairy-like long tails in the water and spitting bubbles happily, as if feeling the vitality of spring.

Spring has come, we lean against the willow tree, enjoy the sunshine, look at the blue sky and soft white clouds, and feel the songs of spring. . . . . .

The writing ability of fourth-grade students can be used for a lifetime. Just like many people, you can benefit a lot from having a skill. I also have many skills, such as writing calligraphy and playing basketball, but only a few are fresh in my memory, and one is learning to ride a bike.

Last time I saw some junior high school students riding mountain bikes on the road. They have various postures: some ride on bicycles, some ride with handlebars in one hand, and some ride with handlebars in both hands.

"Cool!" I shouted, "How handsome! I also want to learn to ride a bike! " However, dad obviously disagreed: "Why do you want to learn to ride a bike? Why learn? " "Because of low-carbon travel!" I replied.

"Well, well, I can help you reluctantly!"

"Yes! Great! " Then my father bought a mountain bike exactly like a group of junior high school students. I started to learn after I bought it.

The first step is to grab the handle of the car and put your feet on the ground. Second, put your feet on the pedal and ride clockwise. Third, keep balance and move forward slowly. Be sure to balance, or you will fall.

When my father taught me, as soon as I learned well, I rode a bike in the community. Because I rode too fast, I didn't see a tree in front of me and suddenly ran into it. "bang!" With a bang, my ass kissed the ground tightly. Tears as big as peas came out of my eyes. After crying, I remembered my promise to my father and got up at once.

I got on my bike, put on my helmet and continued riding. Not once, not twice, not three times ... I tried so many times and finally succeeded!

Up to now, I still can't forget my father's promise But I am also very proud of myself, because I learned to ride a bike!

In the hot summer vacation, my parents and sister and I went swimming in Longteng Water Cube.

How many people come to the Longteng Water Cube to swim! Before I entered the door, I heard someone laughing and splashing water inside.

I saw children, young people and old people as soon as I entered the door. Some people are wearing swimsuits and caps, while others are practicing snorkeling with nose clips and earplugs. On the west side of the swimming pool, a group of people are having a water fight. They dumped me and I dumped you, and no one would let anyone. A group of people are swimming in the east, and everyone is scrambling for fear of winning the last place. Another group is diving to see who splashes the least.

The four of us got into the water and started playing water polo in pairs. My father and I are a group, and my mother and sister are a group. I threw away the water polo first, and then I patted it again. The water polo flew to my sister, and my mother jumped up and caught it. Then, mother played water polo again. I jumped up lightly like a swallow and caught the water polo. We got tired of playing for a while, so we changed to a game called hide-and-seek in the water.

Our family guess boxing, stone scissors cloth, stone scissors cloth! In the end, I lost, and I came to arrest people. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six When I opened my eyes after counting, these three people had already fled without a trace. I stood on the shore of the swimming pool and looked at them. They say I can stand tall and see far, but I still can't see them. I had a brainwave and came up with a clever idea. I pretended to be diving. Ouch, I fell. The three of them heard the sound and came to see me quickly. Who knows, I cheated them all. I said happily: I caught you!

We have played all the games we can here. Finally, we reluctantly went home.

Swimming in hot summer is really interesting!

Fourth-grade students' composition 9 Hello everyone! I am a beautiful cat. I have a pair of small black eyes, a pair of keen ears, a small nose, several beards of different lengths, four strong calves and a black and white fur.

I have a strange personality. When I am good, I will find a warm place to sleep and I am not interested in anything. Once I want to go out to play, I will leave home for a few days. No matter what my master calls me, I don't care. Although I like to have fun, I am unambiguous when it is time to do my duty. When I find a mouse moving, I will hold my breath and stare for hours, and I will wait for the mouse to come out.

When I am happy, I am gentler than anyone else. I will rub my body on my master's leg and stretch out my neck for him to scratch, or when my master is writing, I will jump on the table and print some beautiful little plum blossoms on the paper. I will also call all kinds of cavities, different lengths, thicknesses and variations. When I don't scream, I will purr to relieve myself. When I am upset, I don't say a word, no matter how many good things others say.

Although I look timid and always want to hide, I am actually brave. Don't say that I dare to fight insects and mice, even snakes.

I was cute when I was a child. I remember when I was just full moon, my legs and feet were still unstable, but I had learned to be naughty. A chicken feather and a ball of thread are my good toys. Seize the opportunity and I will play endlessly. Although I don't know how many falls I have to fall when playing, I am not afraid of pain, get up and continue to play, and constantly open up new game places. If I enter the yard, the flowers and plants in the yard will suffer. I will wrestle in a flowerpot and swing with flowers in my arms. Everywhere I go, flowers will fall. However, don't worry that my master will punish me. He is very tolerant of me, especially like my lively and naive appearance.