Telling the truth, writing in the second volume of the fourth grade

Tell the truth, grade four composition 1 Dear mom, I have a lot to say to you:

You are busy at work, go to bed early and keep warm. I work hard every day, so pay attention to rest. Don't wear yourself out for money. If it really doesn't work, take a day off.

You are a little fat, you need to lose weight. Run around the village every day, do about 50 push-ups, sit-ups 100, and jump rope 300 times, so that you can lose weight and wear skirts. How beautiful!

You are a little picky about food. Eat whatever you have every day, so that you have enough nutrition. In addition, you should eat less fat and more vegetables and bean products, because you have been catching a cold. Eat some vegetables, which will make you less sick. You know, getting sick is hard!

Mom, your eyesight is not good. Play less computer and watch less TV, and your eyesight will get better and better.

I hope that through this composition, I can express my thoughts in this way and let you know that I love you!

To tell you the truth, Mr. Xiao, I really dare not say too much to you. This composition is telling the truth, and I want to take this opportunity to finish it for you. I really like your class! You often tell us humorous stories, legends and stories about the text and the author's deeds.

But every time you ask your classmates to write the answers to their homework on the blackboard, you don't call me. You call people whose grades are worse than mine and people whose grades are better than mine. Every time I raise my hand, it's sour and I raise my hand, but why don't you call me?

There is also Mr. Xiao. In the previous composition "Care for Your Heart", you said that I imitated too many texts, but that time I really saw an aunt in the hospital. Instead of scolding the nurse, she encouraged the nurse to tell her about the child. If I don't see it, it will be thunderous.

Miss Xiao, although my Chinese performance is very poor in my class, can you make me a class cadre? It is also good to have a monitor, because I want to use it to increase my confidence, so that I can study hard in the future, make progress every day and strive to be a monitor.

Miss Xiao, please believe me, I will definitely work harder!

Telling the truth, grade four, volume three, Dear mother, hello:

Today, the teacher left a composition to tell the truth. In fact, I really have a lot to say to you, from the heart. Mom, I am ten years old, and I am no longer a child. Why do two-year-olds always say, "MengMeng, you are too young to do it. Let me do it. Go finish your homework and play for a while. " I always want to say to you, "Mom, please don't stop me. I have grown up. I can do it. Please believe me. "

I remember when I first went to school, I didn't do well in the first monthly exam and got 94 points. The teacher said that a score of 95 or above is a pass. I am very depressed and angry. Mom, please go home and tell me, "MengMeng, don't give up. You didn't do well in this exam. You must find out where you are wrong. Be sure to pay attention to the next exam. Don't lose heart, as long as you work hard, you will do well in the next exam. " After listening to my mother, I made up my mind to study hard.

My mother's words have been with me for three years, and my grades are getting better every day. I really appreciate my mother. My mother will encourage me when I fail. My mother will praise me when I succeed. I think I am the happiest child in the world, because I have the care and care of my mother. I have the greatest mother in the world. Since I am a great mother, I must be an obedient and good daughter. I must not disappoint my mother's expectations. Mom, I want to say to you, "I love you very much." I also wish my mother "happy every day and always young and beautiful."

Tell the truth. Everyone has their own reasons, and I am no exception. I really want to say what has been buried in my heart, so that everyone can taste it together.

I live in a family of three. As an only child, I naturally get a lot of love from my parents, which may be countless. But I always thought I didn't get as much as I thought.

When I was shopping with my mother, I saw something I liked. You can imagine how I will get it. But the result is not to have it with a smile, but to pinch with my mother with a sad face. For this kind of thing that happens to everyone, parents in the world have only two solutions: one is to buy what children want, which is a doting type; The second is to buy useful ones, but not unnecessary ones. He is a realist. I have always accepted the latter. I once thought: If my mother loves me, she won't stop buying it for me! Now think again: if I have the former, then I will become a spoiled "big miss"; Fortunately, my parents gave me the latter, which made me a realist unwilling to bow in the face of difficulties and setbacks.

I don't know why I have this idea. It may come from the accumulation of feelings about the little things in life, or from the love my parents gave me when I was a child. I thought it was too little but it was enough.

Tell the truth. You care about me and take good care of me. But you don't know my inner world. I have a lot to say to you, but it's all on my lips, so let's talk about it while writing a composition.

Mom, you never let me do things in my mouth, and I'm afraid of flying orders when I hold them in my hand. I really want to help you with the housework, but when I do something, you quickly stop me and always say what can you do? Do it when you grow up! It often makes me laugh and cry.

Once, I wanted to go to school alone. You followed me all the way to the school gate before you let me go. I 10 years old. You don't even let me go to school by yourself, but you look down on me.

Another time, I wanted to help you wash clothes, you said; A few years later, when you were 9 years younger, you said the same thing to me again; Let you do laundry for another year. But a year has passed, and you still want me to wait. I really don't know when.

Mom, I am one year older this year. I can't do anything. I want to be a bookworm when I grow up. Alas! Why don't you always understand me,

When can I say something? You can write when you grow up.