My fourth grade composition

No matter in school or in society, everyone must have been exposed to composition. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. So how to write a general composition? The following are five compositions of my fourth grade collected by me for reference only. Let's have a look.

Everyone has his own shortcomings and advantages. Of course, I also have many shortcomings, mainly carelessness. There are bad habits of carelessness in both study and life.

The shortcomings of carelessness often surround me. Let me name a few. On the Chinese test paper, I wrote a very simple "Lotus" as "Huahua", otherwise I would get 98 points. There is also the sun that was written as "brilliant red" in the notebook, but it was accidentally written as "absolutely red". Let the teacher circle it with a red pen to modify it. Obviously, I can write. Because of carelessness, let the teacher comment and write less typos.

Next, let's talk about math, which happened in the exam last week. At that time, the test paper had just been handed out, and I looked very simple, so I quickly wrote it and checked it. When the teacher brought the test paper in the afternoon, I thought I was sure that I got 100, but the teacher gave my classmate a name of 100, but didn't give it to me. I picked it up very nervously. I wrote 98 as 95 in the right way, but the math teacher made an "X" with a red pen and deducted two points. 100 passed me by. What bad luck

Let alone life. When I went to take a shower yesterday, I had to wait for my father in the office first. I played computer for a while. After my father came, we set off. When I got to the bathing place, I found that I had forgotten all the clothes and towels my mother had prepared for me in the office. So I have to take a shower and don't change my underwear before I go home.

A famous scholar once said, "No one can throw a bad habit out of the window, but you can drive it down the stairs step by step." Now if you really want to get rid of the misery of carelessness, you must turn "big carelessness" into "small carefulness".

When I was in the fourth grade, I wrote the second article, "A day without books makes everything barren." I think this sentence is especially right. The feeling of indulging in the sea of harvest is really wonderful. If one day you leave this book, you will feel very disappointed.

Once I went home and saw the newly bought Romance of the Three Kingdoms yesterday, which attracted my attention like a magnet. I quickly opened the book and savored the happiness it brought us. I was moved by Zhao Zilong riding a savior. I'm sorry for Guan Yu's arrogance and finally pushed himself into the valley of death. I am also glad that Kongming invented the wooden ox and the flowing horse and successfully defeated Wei Jun. In a word, I was fascinated by reading, and I ignored the world around me. Even if the sky falls, I will still watch it. My mother asked me to eat five times, but I didn't listen. My angry mother rushed into my room. Suddenly, a murderous look came at me. My mother grabbed my ear with her "nine yin and white claws" and pulled me out of the room. I ate and watched, and my mother watched, so I discussed a conspiracy with my father. My father grabbed my hands and feet, and my mother took the opportunity to take the book away. No matter how much I beg, they just won't give it back to me until I finish eating. At this moment, a powerful force made me gobble it up and ate it all in less than 5 minutes. I opened the book again and went back to the War of the Three Kingdoms, just for a moment.

At night, as soon as I entered the door, I lost my schoolbag and ran to the study like a wild horse without the reins. Unexpectedly, I killed a "bite gold" on the way, and my father "fell from the sky" and grabbed me with lightning speed and said: I'll watch it after dinner. "I finally finished eating, but my father said," Have you finished your homework? I have no choice but to bury myself in writing, but my heart is full of that book. I looked at the time after writing, ah! 10! I'm surprised. I was lying in bed, and that book kept appearing in my mind. It is close to me, but I seem to have fallen asleep across the Qian Shan, but my dreams are all about reading. I seem to have come to the troubled times of BC and watched a war drama.

Books are the ladder of human progress. If you want to make greater contributions to the motherland and society, start with reading. Books are the most common and mysterious, and what they contain will make you memorable.

My favorite person is my grandmother because she loves me very much.

Last Sunday, I was alone at home when someone knocked at the door. I knew it was grandma as soon as I heard it. I opened the door and saw grandma carrying a bag in her hand. I asked, "Grandma, what's delicious?" Grandma smiled and said, "Open the bag yourself." Say, pass me the bag. I thought, what's in it, grandma is so mysterious? Open it quickly, haha, it's my favorite chicken fillet. I hugged grandma happily, and grandma pushed me away and said, "Eat while it's hot." Every time mom and dad go out for something, grandma comes to accompany me. Every time she comes to my house, she brings me delicious food like today.

Grandma loves me, never hits me, and never lets others hit me. My mother hit me. I just need to tell my grandmother, and she will always say, "Your mother hit you. How can she be willing? " . I'll hit you later. You tell me, and I'll hit her. "On one occasion, my grandmother came to my house and met my mother beating me. When I saw her, I quickly pushed my mother away and said, "Stop fighting, he is still young, reason with him. "

Grandma cares about me very much. Once, I came home from school and told my mother that I got full marks in the quiz. My mother listened and said, "Yes, do your homework quickly. You are allowed to watch TV for half an hour. " I jumped on the bed happily, but I didn't expect my head to hit the bedside table at once. I covered my head and began to cry. My mother saw that my head was bleeding, so she quickly took me to the hospital. I don't know how to find out I took a taxi to the hospital at night and saw me hanging water. I asked, "Are you all right, son?" Let me have a look. "Say what my head looks like. I whispered, "it's okay, grandma, I'm hungry." Hearing this, grandma quickly stood up and walked out, saying, "I'll buy you something delicious." "

Grandma is so kind to me. When I grow up, I will be kind to her and let her live a happier life.

I have seen the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the majestic Mount Tai and the blue sea, but what impressed me most was the clouds in the sky.

You see, how bright, the sun, the sky is becoming magical and beautiful again.

In the morning, the sky turned the cloud into a turtle with a long neck. It seemed to see how beautiful the sky was. The sky turned the cloud into a dromedary, kneeling and resting; The sky has also turned the cloud into a lion. It is lowering its body, staring at its prey with its eyes, ready to pounce on it.

In the afternoon, the clouds in the sky are even more wonderful. There are two dragons in the sky, just like the legendary two dragons playing with pearls, flying around flexibly. It's blurred when you play.

Time passed little by little, and it was evening in a blink of an eye. The sun shone the last ray of sunlight on the clouds, and the clouds turned golden. The sky turned these clouds into golden maps, as if to show the way to the lost people. The sun is getting weaker and weaker, and the last ray of light is painted on the clouds. The sky turned the clouds into ducklings, swimming around in the sea of clouds, so happy; The sky turned the clouds into autumn grasslands, golden.

At dusk, the busy city finally quieted down, and all the clouds flew back to the magic bag in the sky to prepare for the next performance. Only the stars and the moon dot the night sky.

How beautiful these clouds are! What a great nature can create such beautiful scenery!

I have several pots of Clivia at home, and I like them very much. Clivia is a very precious flower. It needs special clivia soil to satisfy its desire. It can't drink much water. It likes sunbathing very much, but it can't last long. It's really exquisite.

Clivia is different from other flowers. It grows from the soil without branches, but leaves directly. Dark green leaves are long and wide, and they only grow to the left and right, like a neat team, and no one travels. When the wind blows, it swings back and forth like the tentacles of a big octopus. Clivia leaves have many veins like blood vessels, and there are many small veins on the big veins to absorb nutrients. I think it may be because it has no branches, so there are so many veins on its leaves to absorb nutrients.

When Clivia blooms, roots will grow in the middle of leaves. There are many flower buds on the stem. As the stem grows taller, the flower buds gradually turn from pale pink to red. During the Spring Festival, Clivia blooms on time like knowing the timetable. Petals are red, stamens are yellow, very beautiful. Clivia is like a star, and our whole family is scrambling to take a photo with it. Its flowering period is very long, usually lasting for one week. Clivia really seems to see our thoughts and has been accompanying us for the Spring Festival.

I water and fertilize it every week and cherish it like a baby.