Xiaocao fourth grade composition

In our daily life, everyone has written a composition. With the help of composition, we can vent our emotions and adjust our mood. I believe writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following are 9 compositions of Xiaocao Grade 4 that I collected. Welcome to read the collection.

Grass fourth grade composition 1 Shasha, Shasha, it's raining! I leaned against the window to watch the rain. Suddenly, the wind roared, the rain poured down, and lightning cut through the dark sky like a poisonous snake with blue light. Suddenly my eyes lit up, and a grass was swaying in the rubble in the corner. It is so weak, but it is not afraid. It hugs the earth tightly with its strong arms and resists the storm with its weak body. I was dumbfounded, deeply moved by the indomitable spirit of the grass, and I felt respect in my heart. I couldn't help applauding the brave grass. I don't know how long it took, but the rain stopped and the wind died down. I just woke up from my infatuation and ran out of the house to see it. I saw it washed by rain, and it looked brighter, more touching and more lovely than usual. It stretched out its tired waist, shook the beads of rain on its body, and watched the failed wind and rain, and began to grow again.

Ah! Grass, you are brave in the wind and rain and grow tenaciously. You are the pride of the earth!

Grass is the most inconspicuous plant in the plant kingdom. It doesn't have the bright face like a rose and the intoxicating fragrance like osmanthus, but it has tenacious vitality and indomitable spirit.

Grass is the most common plant in life, and many animals cannot live without it. When autumn comes, it will slowly wither like other plants and fall asleep. Spring has come, and it gradually wakes up. From a distance, it is green, like a green carpet covering the earth, really beautiful. No matter whether it rains or blows, the grass has a strong spirit of struggle. We should all have the spirit of grass to face our life, so that we can have the spirit of grass.

If life is a book, enlightenment is that thought-provoking chapter; If life is a song, enlightenment is that exciting movement; If life is a movie, revelation is an amazing scene. Life contains enlightenment everywhere, and even the grass everywhere shines with wisdom!

Although the leaves of grass have withered in late autumn, its roots are still firmly rooted in the ground. Next spring, it will break ground again. Whether it is soft soil or hard rock, it can't stop smiling and try to grow.

The growth process of grass is full of wind and rain. If it is a flower in a greenhouse, I'm afraid it will have withered long ago, but it is not so delicate and is not afraid of sun and rain, but it still grows well.

How tenacious the vitality of grass is! Aren't the stones that hinder the growth of grass and the stones that hinder the wind and rain just like the difficulties on our way to growth? In the face of difficulties, we should persist as tenacious as grass. As long as you don't give up and avoid, difficulties will always be overcome.

I remember when I first learned to ride a bike, my father helped me all the time. I couldn't learn anything. Later, my father left with a big sweat: "Go and practice yourself!" I stared at my father and sobbed. My father still ignored me, so I had to pick up my bike, sit in my seat and practice by myself. I grazed my knee, and I didn't cry; The handlebar was crooked, and I twisted it, so I persisted for more than an hour. I gradually mastered the balance and learned it!

From a grass, I understand: in the face of difficulties, as long as you persevere and go forward, success will wave to you!

Speaking of grass, I naturally think of Bai Juyi's poem: "The vast grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. "

Spring has quietly returned to the world, and the earth is full of vitality. Grass also quietly emerged from the ground, all of a sudden covered with yuan leaves. Looking thousands of miles away. They are green, swaying in the wind; So soft, so dazzling. How comfortable it is for the children to chase and play and roll on the grassland!

There are plenty of grass in the end of the world. There are traces of grass everywhere in the fields and villages. A gust of wind blew and the grass gradually turned yellow. In winter, when thousands of miles are frozen and snowing in Wan Li, the grass seems to have entered a dormant period and suddenly disappeared. But if winter comes, can spring be far behind? Winter goes and spring comes, and the grass comes back to life. He is not afraid of wind and rain and keeps growing. He has only one belief and will never bow to evil forces.

The grass is small, but it is big. It is dotted with this world that lacks green in obscurity and never shows off itself. But isn't his perseverance and indomitable spirit worth learning? To be a strong person, we must first dare to fight against evil forces like grass, and don't be a coward to avoid problems!

In spring, I ride a brand-new bike on the green lawn, flying freely in the sky like a happy bird.

The grass was crushed by my bike. They seem to be crying and shouting, "Stop riding, stop riding, I will be overwhelmed by you." But I can't see or hear anything. I continue to ride my beloved bike. At this moment, my father came to me and said, "Yun Ke, stop riding. You are destroying the environment. The grass will be tossed to death by you. "

After listening to my father's words, I knew I had done something wrong. I quickly got off the bus and stopped cycling. I stood aside and silently asked the grass to forgive me: Sister Grass, I was wrong just now. I'm too confused to treat you like this. Please forgive me. I will never ride a horse again. I will take good care of you.

The grass seems to agree with me and forgive me. I seem to see the grass straighten up again.

I am a grass. I don't have colorful clothes or colorful hats. But the girls of the four seasons will dress me in different colors in different seasons. For example, in autumn, the girls in autumn will dress me in golden clothes. I like the green clothes that teacher Chun wears for me best. Green clothes make me look particularly tall and straight.

I have many good friends around me: Xiaohua, Cao Cao and so on. We talk and laugh together every day, play games together and grow together. We are happy every day.

However, the good times did not last long. Gradually, people ran around us, and many people fought on the grass. We suffer every day and live a miserable life. A few days later, the little flower bent down and the grass fell to the ground and could not get up again. I was also seriously injured, bent over, and like other partners, I could never get up again, and I could never go back to the happy times of the past. Every day, I bend over to watch my friends fall down and look at their sad expressions. I will cry silently ... I hate people's cruelty and exchange our sadness for their happiness!

A few months later, I saw a little girl who often paid attention to us. When she saw people treating flowers and plants cruelly, she also showed a sad expression. One day, the little girl looked at it and suddenly ran away. Soon after, she ran back and put a wooden sign around the grass, which said, "Please take care of flowers and plants!" " "Five words. I was moved to tears. ...

Later, fewer and fewer people stepped on the grass, and people walked through the grass in twos and threes to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Finally, no one hurt us, my face smiled again, and my friends and I can spend every day happily again. I haven't forgotten my daughter's kindness. I sincerely wish her and every kind person every day. ...

Grass is not as bright and beautiful as flowers, and it is very attractive. It is so small, so inconspicuous. We often ignore it. The vitality of grass is very tenacious. Bai Juyi, an ancient poet, once praised it like this: the endless grassland has four seasons coming and going. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. This also shows that grass is strong and unyielding. I remember once, the weather forecast said there would be a typhoon. It was cloudy when I went out. Suddenly, a piece of grass caught my attention. Their leaves are small, but they are green and it thunders. I hurried home, but I was worried that the grass would be uprooted. After the typhoon, I rushed out and saw that big tree was blown down. I'm more worried about the grass. Sure enough, they fell to one side and were dying. A few days later, I passed by and was surprised to find that the grass was alive and better than before. Grass is so tenacious that we should learn from it.

It's quiet in the middle of the night in Geely District, but I can't sleep.

I am a grass, and I live by a road in Geely District. I suffer from environmental pollution here. Every day a car passes by here, and the deafening sound of that car almost makes my ears deaf. The exhaust gas from the factory makes me cough. Sometimes, people throw plastic bags on me, which makes me breathless. Those children are also very naughty. Instead of throwing cans everywhere, they threw them at us.

When I woke up the next morning, I looked around. It's all white. I can't see anything. I think it must have something to do with the black smoke from other people's factories and the exhaust from cars. What a fog! It didn't dissipate until around 10 in the morning. During this foggy time, I have had enough of the suffering between people. At first, I was out of breath and felt bored. After that, my head swelled and I felt dizzy. Finally, I passed out in pain and didn't wake up until the fog cleared.

I gulped the fresh air and felt very comfortable and refreshed. Unexpectedly, a car flew in and roared away, leaving only a thick black smoke that made me cry.

At this time, another child came with a water gun, which was filled with soapy water. Children spray everywhere with water guns. I think: Soap water will pollute the environment. I hope he doesn't spray soapy water on me. However, what I didn't want to happen happened, and a big stream of soapy water sprayed on me. "uncomfortable!" I felt sore all over, let out a cry and fainted.

At night, I woke up. Think: We can't change the status quo by ourselves. It seems that we must wait and wait patiently until the day when mankind awakens.

I fell asleep before I knew it: I dreamed that I lived in a clean city, with flowers and birds, beautiful scenery, no one littering, and everyone consciously cared for the environment. I smiled happily.

In cold winters and snowy afternoons. A little girl was born in an idyllic and fresh village. Her parents gave her a nice name, Mei Yun, and her nickname was Meihua. Her parents want him to be as strong as a plum blossom.

In this way, Mei Yun was three years old in the blink of an eye. One day, her parents came to see her and squatted down slowly. Her parents said kindly, "Meihua, you are three years old this year." Shall we go to a place where there are many children? " Mei Yun looked at her mother with puzzled eyes and said in a gentle voice, "Hello, Mom. I want to play with the children. " Her father took the schoolbag and said, "Plum blossoms are the cutest. Dad will put your schoolbag on your back. " In this way, Mei Yun took his parents by the hand and walked into the kindergarten with immature steps. Mei Yun was a little strange when she first arrived in kindergarten, but she soon got used to it. She plays games with the children to learn knowledge. Mei Yun loves learning and has a good moral character, so both teachers and children like her.

When Mei Yun went to kindergarten, her mother was pregnant with a child again. On that day, Mei Yun went home happily every day. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my parents cooking a table of dishes. His mother smiled and said, "Meihua, would you like it if I gave you a little sister or brother?" Mom, dad said kindly, "OK, let's eat first." In this way, they eat in a pleasant atmosphere.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived in Mei Yun. My brother is seven years old, and Mei Yun has been taking care of his brother. Mei Yun teased her younger brother who was as strong as her, so his nickname was Xiaocao.

Their brother and sister have different hobbies. My sister likes literature and my brother likes astronomy. They have a good relationship. They discuss together after school, learn from each other and make progress together. They have a long-term agreement that Mei Yun is forty years old or earlier, and they will publish an autobiography called Mei Qing. Although this agreement is a bit far away, they are all working hard for each other. .

The relationship between their brother and sister is enviable, supporting and helping each other. They often speak freely in the moonlight. In this way, plum blossom and grass struggle for their own ideals.