Fourth grade narrative composition

Everyone has written a composition in real life or in work and study. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following are the fourth grade notes I collected for you. Welcome to read the collection.

1 Our family are all couch potatoes. Because of different personal preferences, they often have a big fight because of grabbing channels.

In the evening, I just finished my homework in my room when I heard a quarrel in the living room. I went out to have a look. It was really my parents who quarreled over the TV program. Mom said, "I just washed the dishes, and finally I can watch TV for a while. You argue with me!" " "Dad shouted," I won't work hard if you work hard. I work very hard today and feel very tired. Shouldn't I watch it? "When a big war was about to break out, I suddenly snatched the remote control from the table, thus preventing a war. At this time, my parents stood on the same front and said to me, "Have you finished your homework? Bring it here for us to check. "I was about to take the remote control to get my homework when my brother rushed out of his room and took the remote control away. I couldn't help shouting, "You bully the small with the big and the women with the men!"! "My brother said: I want to see the animal world. My father said, "I want to watch the basketball game". My mother said, "I want to watch Let's Get Married. I said I wanted to see Happy and Big Big Wolf. Just as the voice fell, suddenly the light went out. The result was a power failure.

The game was over because of the power failure.

Recently, my eldest cousin has lost weight again, which makes the whole family worry and worry.

My eldest cousin only eats one meal a day to lose weight, so my family sent me to persuade her to eat more.

"Big cousin, are you there? Aunt asked me to bring you food. " I am carrying a big plate full of food, and there is rich and delicious food on the plate. I swallowed and knocked on my cousin's door. "I'm here! Come in! " I quickly swallowed again, pushed open the door and walked in unhurriedly. Big cousin looked at the food and said, "oranges, oranges, big cousin has lost weight recently and doesn't like eating." Can you give it to big cousin? " Maybe she saw the saliva in my mouth, so she said it on purpose And I didn't want menstruation to worry about my cousin, so I said, "OK."

I wolfed down my meal in my cousin's room and went back to report to my aunt.

My aunt quickly asked, "Did your big cousin eat? Do you eat much? Tell your aunt quickly! "

I quickly replied: "Yes, it's all gone!"

My aunt didn't believe me until I showed her the bare plate.

Big cousin! Orange orange doesn't want you to be in good shape, but only wants you to be healthy! I think my aunt will think the same as me!

At noon today, the teacher asked the students to be teachers once, and felt what it was like to be teachers.

Hearing this, I couldn't calm down for a long time, thinking: I'm so nervous. It must be hard to be a teacher. How can I be a teacher? After listening to the wonderful lectures of the first two teachers, I was even more nervous. It's my turn I am happy to walk to the front of the platform with my textbook, because this is my first time as a teacher.

I imitate the teacher in class and look very serious. When I was reading the text, two students were fighting, so I told them to stand up. Ask them, "Where have I read it?" Both of them smiled and answered without thinking, "I don't know." I was so angry that I had to make them stand. I went on reading and found them talking and laughing. Now I am speechless and can only look at them with those talking eyes. After a while, two more students made trouble. You touch me and I touch you. I was furious and said, "What are you doing?" ! Where have I read it? Keep reading! "So they know where I studied, and it is intentional. Seeing that I was angry, they read it carefully. I said, "Okay, I'm done. "

When I continued reading, the classroom suddenly became a "busy street". I said loudly, "Be quiet!" The classroom was much quieter at once. But two or three students are still whispering there. I finally finished reading it. Then I started asking questions, and they all scrambled to answer them.

Being a teacher is not easy!

Today, the teacher checked our endorsement. After hearing the news, everyone prayed that "disaster" would not come to them like the end of the world.

At the beginning of class, the teacher read the student number: "1." Everyone made strange noises and felt "miserable" for this "lucky guy". I was afraid of being unfamiliar with my back, so I began to cram for a book. After a while, I felt that I had read well and began to be distracted. The teacher found me rambling in my seat and suddenly read my name.

"The second is Li Jingxi. Please prepare! " I was scared at once, and I felt that a deer was hitting me.

No.65438 +0 successfully recited the selected paragraph. Next, it's my turn. I hurried to the podium. The teacher gave me an opportunity to start reciting. I stood on the platform and thought for a long time without reciting three sentences. I have forgotten everything I have just read. Finally, I had to go back to my seat in despair and choose to copy the paragraphs I want to recite.

I have memorized the selected paragraphs, but I can't remember them from the middle, and I forgot them all when I went on stage. I can't explain it, so I have to copy it. When I finished copying what I wanted to recite, my hand was almost broken.

When I spoke, I learned a profound lesson: don't desert before going home. Or you'll make a fool of yourself.

On Thursday afternoon, our teacher came into the classroom and said to us, "There will be a fierce tug-of-war this afternoon." We jumped three feet.

In the afternoon, we came to the playground in the scorching sun. The students in four classes on the playground all stood up. They love the students in our class. Everyone arrived as soon as we appeared. Then, the game officially began.

The competition begins with two classes. The competition is fierce, followed by grade two and grade four. Their competition is in full swing. I couldn't pull it out in the second grade with all my strength. Class four was supposed to win, but somehow, the class four slipped and was caught by the class two. Although failed, but unwilling, or candidly admit defeat.

It's finally our turn. We made perfect preparations. Li Zihao is the strongest in our class, followed by four handsome boys. The last one is the chubby boy in our class. Li Zihao looked hard at the rope and leaned back. Finally, a chubby boy tried his best, gritted his teeth and tried to lean back. Both hands were flushed, but they didn't give up. Again, I insist. Now all the girls in our class are on one side. We won. Cheer loudly. We won.

The intense atmosphere has been echoing in the air, and our laughter has not disappeared for a long time. ...

My mother is a middle school Chinese teacher. She has a glib tongue and often makes me speechless. I can't always be bullied by her and watch my mother's chubby figure, so I have a plan: on my birthday, I insist that my mother buy me a badminton racket. My mother bought me a pair, and a fierce badminton battle I carefully planned was triggered.

Every day after school, I urgently ask my mother to accompany me to play badminton. Mom just doesn't agree. What else did she say? "Go, go, I am preparing lessons, so I don't have time to play with you. You might as well do your homework while you are talking. " I asked, "Can you play with me on Sunday?" "Good, good, good, I will play with you." Mom said.

Sunday finally arrived, and I fought with my mother. I hit the ball from left to right and flipped it up and down on purpose, so my mother was unable to fight back. The game is fierce. It's my turn to serve. My mother was startled when I came up. I didn't expect her to catch it and hit the ball. I caught the ball with my original hand change (changing hands means throwing the badminton racket from my right hand to my left hand, so that I can play hard with all my strength. This ball is called steady, accurate and hard. Mom missed the dance. That's it. My mother is miserable.

"Stop playing, stop playing, I can't stand this old waist. Be willing to admit failure, be willing to admit failure. " Mom was defeated.

This game makes me feel the fun of parent-child activities. I love my mother more, and our mother and son are closer.

Who doesn't want seven honors? However, who would have thought that his honor would fall to others?

Each "June 1" should choose "three good students" and individual awards. I remember that in the third grade, as usual, the "June 1" will select three good students and individual awards. At that time, there was a female classmate named john young in the class. I was selected as a three-good student for the third time. John young was chosen as a small model of civilization (Civilization Award).

On June 1 Sunday, the classroom was decorated with colorful decorations. The headmaster spoke first, and then began to award prizes. Hong Xinpeng, Xie ... It's finally my turn! I excitedly took the certificate and prizes and ran off the platform. Huh? Why do I only have one prize? I won the title of "three good students" and the first prize in the Chinese competition! To my surprise, I only won the Civilization Award? The prize of miyoshi students is a set of stationery. Why is there only one set of compasses? I picked up my certificate and prize and ran to the stage to ask Miss Gao. At this moment, my deskmate Hong Xinpeng shouted, "Miss Gao, don't look it up. John young stole the name on the certificate! " I got suspicious and looked at the award. Sure enough, the "Yang Kun" on the certificate was painted with correction tape!

Later, john young told the story. Oh, it turns out that John Yang used the similarity of names to steal the name on the certificate!

In my opinion, my father is a man of his word. Because growing up, my father never broke his promise to me. However, just yesterday, my father broke his promise to me. I don't think he is a renegade just because he broke his promise, but I respect him more. Things have to start from the beginning.

When I was at home last weekend, I told my dad that he would pick me up from school on Friday afternoon. My good friend Xiaohong wants to meet my handsome father. After school on Friday afternoon, Xiaohong and I stood at the school gate waiting for my father's arrival, but we waited until five o'clock from four o'clock until Xiaohong's father urged Xiaohong to leave, and there was no sign of his father. Finally, I had to drive home by myself. I'm really disappointed in my father!

When I got home, I thought my father was at home. However, I looked everywhere in the house, but I couldn't find my father. Where is he? It was not until the afternoon 10 that my father came home dusty. Before I could ask my father why he didn't pick me up, my father apologized to me and said that his beloved daughter had been wronged. It turns out that dad really can't leave because of something very important at work.

Do you think I should respect such a treacherous father who forgets his personal interests? But I still don't think he will have such an emergency again.

My family can be regarded as "hidden dragon crouching tiger", like a naughty brother, a nagging mother and a naughty me, but nothing is more interesting than my "clown" father.

My "clown" father, with a big beer belly, walks unsteadily, but sometimes he is confused, and often makes us laugh for small things.

One day, as usual, my father was reading in the study. It's time for dinner. All the family members come out for dinner. Seeing that my father had not come out, I went to the study and saw my father lying on the ground reading a book. I said, "Dad, it's time to eat." "Well, it's almost over." I had no choice but to eat first, and when everyone finished eating, my mother took it, too. "Yes, we are all finished." Dad had to turn around and go back to the study, but the voice in his stomach kept calling. The three of us laughed and fell to the ground. I said, "Dad, go and eat!

Let's say yesterday, dad got up early in the morning because he stayed up late watching the football match, and it was too late to go to work. How can he eat it? There are still ten minutes to go to work. Dad hurried to get dressed. I looked at my dad's bag when he left. Hey, isn't that mom's bag? I just wanted to call my father, but I saw him rush in and left, but I still took my mother's bag. My mother and I are in distress situation.

Look, this is my clown dad. What do you think of him?

I go to my friend's house by bus every Sunday. Many things that happened on the bus faded from my mind, but there was one thing that impressed me deeply.

One Sunday, I got on the bus as before. At this time, there are many people in the car. There is only one seat in the second row, so I run very fast. At this moment, an aunt with a baby in her arms crowded next to me. I want to make way, but I'm tired of standing with my schoolbag on my back and doing my homework. I refused. At this moment, I heard a voice behind me: "Aunt, please sit here." Then I helped my aunt to her seat. When I saw it, my face suddenly felt irritable. I looked down at the red scarf on my chest. I feel sorry for that. I watched the girl stagger in the car. There seem to be countless nails on my seat. My heart tells me to make room for the little girl, but I dare not. At this time, my uncles and aunts in the car are accusing me like countless pairs of eyes. I dare not look at them anymore. Soon, the girl got off the bus. At this moment, her figure suddenly became taller and bigger, while I became smaller and smaller.

From then on, I will take the initiative to give way every time I take the bus. I am very happy, and this kind of happiness is endless.

When I was a child, my mother taught me to recite ancient poems, and I was tired of listening to Moonlight at the Window, but now I think of that night, that storm ... I didn't think it was as interesting as my brother playing computer, so I began to watch it.

Since the second grade, I have changed my mind because I know that books are the ladder of human progress. In this way, I gradually understood the importance and fun of reading.

When I was in the third grade, I saw in an article that eating my own food, dripping my own sweat, relying on the sky, relying on the ground and relying on my ancestors is not a hero. I thought: How can you be a hero without reading? I think I must be a hero, read more books and study more.

I once read Entomology, a book written by French entomologist Fabres. I know that it took Fabres 30 years to observe insects before writing this book. I know from this book that the world is full of miracles, and small crickets can build luxurious houses. At that time, I was eager to know more about the outside world, so I read Andersen's fairy tales, love education and Gulliver's travels. ...

Books let me gain a lot of knowledge, and also let me broaden my knowledge and learn knowledge that books can't learn.

Students, read a book, she will bring you unlimited fun!

In order to improve my writing level, today, my mother suggested that my father and I have a 20-minute composition contest. I was extremely nervous when I heard it. Can I finish it in 20 minutes? As soon as I heard what my mother said, I immediately picked up a pen and began to write. Seeing that my father had written two lines, I only wrote one line. I thought: Can I catch up with my father? At this time, my mother said to me, "relax, son, as long as you write well, it doesn't matter if the time is up." Hearing this sentence, my nervous mood calmed down.

In a short time, I finished writing, looking at a word full, thinking: it should be no problem to surpass my father. I thought, time is up, and dad hasn't finished writing yet. Mother said, "Liu Yicong studies first." So I started reading. Just after reading it, my parents' applause sounded. It's my father's turn to read. My mother and I burst into laughter as soon as my father started reading. Because what my father wrote is so funny, it's time to announce the result. I only heard my mother say, "Liu Yicong wrote vividly and neatly in this competition. He read it carefully and surpassed his father, so Liu Yicong won." Hearing the news of my victory, I jumped with joy. "I surpassed my father, I surpassed my father!" "

I suggested to my mother that we should hold more such competitions in the future. Mom and dad raised their hands in favor. I believe that as long as I make unremitting efforts, my composition will get better and better!

Fourth grade notebook composition 13 "get up! Get up! "Dad shouted in my ear.

"It's so noisy. Today is October 1st. Can't I sleep late? " I said impatiently.

"We are moving today, aren't you going?" Dad asked.

"Of course I'm going!" I danced with joy, and my sleepiness disappeared at once, and I got up in one round.

On the way to my new home, my happiness gradually disappeared. The road is dusty and there is too much loess in the air, which makes people uncomfortable. However, when we walked into the gate of the community, I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was like walking into a picturesque park, surrounded by trees, and rows of trees stood by the road of the community, just like soldiers standing guard. There are three Chinese characters "Clear Water Bay" in front of the gate, which are particularly eye-catching.

Looking inside, there are trees, pavilions and bays, which really taste like "rivers, flowing water and people". The willows by the river hang their heads, as if they were fishing for chubby fish in the river with branches. There is a big fountain in the middle of the river, spouting balls and columns. Many children are watching beautiful scenery or playing by the river.

When I entered my new home, I found that I had never seen many things. The refrigerator is locked, the TV is connected to the internet, and even the door is stuck. Walk towards me

After reading the article Soap Bubbles written by Grandma Bing Xin, I decided to write down the process of blowing bubbles myself.

When I came home from school at night, I put down my schoolbag and found a small bottle, and did as grandma Bing Xin said. First put the broken soap into a bottle and add water, then stir it to melt it. Finally, dip a straw in soapy water and blow it slowly, blowing a light round bubble the size of a tennis ball. But I don't know what went wrong. I have done dozens of experiments and failed. I was so angry that I almost drank the soapy water.

I made another bottle of bubble water with hand sanitizer. Because hand sanitizer produces a lot of foam, I made it with hand sanitizer. The results show that hand sanitizer is better than soap. Stay, soapy water is environmentally friendly, or do it yourself. Hand sanitizer is made by others and can be used as soon as water is added.

I made bubble water with soap and did experiments again and again. Everything comes to him who waits, my soapy water finally succeeded. I'm so happy, so happy, so I like this sticky soapy water!

I had a good time, and this soapy water is especially easy to use. Jumping with your legs or jumping with your head won't break. It fell to the ground and became a semicircle. Dip the straw in soapy water and blow a small ball in a big circle. It's beautiful.

This fantasy bubble is a game that Grandma Bing Xin loved to play when she was a child, and it is also a game that we love to play. I like this colorful soap bubble.

As far as I can remember, there are countless interesting things about my childhood, just like the stars in the sky. As time goes by, some things fade away, while some things are printed in my mind but cannot be erased. It was when I was young, my parents went out to buy food. Leave me alone at home.

Anyway, I took out my toys and built a tall castle. I thought of the strange things in the castle, but I didn't know that my clothes had already been worn out by my excited body! Feathers are flying. I was afraid that my mother would lecture me, so I sat on the sofa and thought hard. Finally, I came up with a way that I think is balanced: I remember that when my grandfather and I played the password flower game, the rope was always easy to break, so we lit it at both ends with a lighter and twisted it with our hands to form a knot. My clothes are torn. Just burn it and twist it with your hands. So, I quickly started looking for a lighter. After searching for a long time, I finally found a lighter under the cupboard in the kitchen. Take off your clothes and put them on the ground.

Press the lighter and aim at the broken place to burn. However, this hole has become bigger and bigger since childhood. I quickly took the lighter away and blew out the fire on my clothes with my mouth. After a while, my mother came back and saw the clothes on the ground showing shiny hair. He asked me what was going on. I told her what happened. Mother felt angry and ridiculous. Seeing my parents laughing, I smiled unconsciously.