Fourth-grade composition in rural life

Writing is the most familiar thing in study, work and even life. Writing is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my composition on rural life in the fourth grade, for reference only. I hope I can help you.

Composition 1 The rural life in the fourth grade is fresh, with lush trees and flowers. That small village is my mother's hometown-Huatang Village!

The village is surrounded by low hillsides, and all kinds of fruit trees are planted on the hills, which are full of fragrance all year round, especially "peach-shaped plums". Every summer, my mother will take me up the mountain, and the plums all over the mountain are bent. There are always seventeen or eighteen fruits on each branch, in groups of three or five and in piles of seven or eight. Every fruit is as big as table tennis, some are yellow in green, and some are red in yellow. Take a bite, and the sweet juice is refreshing and memorable. ...

There is also a small stream in the village, which flows around the village all year round, and the sand at the bottom of the stream is clearly visible. There are several weeping willows on both sides of the stream. The long soft willow branches sway in the wind like a beautiful dance. I think it is so beautiful and natural.

Once grandpa took us up the mountain to dig sweet potatoes and passed by this stream. Dad suddenly shouted, "Look, there are fish!" " "We rushed over, but the fish were scared away and we didn't see anything. So we decided: we waded gently and stood quietly. Soon, I found a fish, this red and black fish is swimming along the water wave! I quietly put my hands on both sides of the fish. At this time, the fish has not noticed. However, when my hands were clenched, the fish slipped away unnoticed. Later, my father found some materials to make a fishing net and made a small fishing net. Can play a big role! We quietly put the fishing net where there are many fish, and when we find that the fish and shrimp are hooked, we will lift the fishing net. In this way, we played until sunset, and grandpa came back with sweet potatoes, so we remembered the purpose of going out this time.

Whenever night falls, fireflies will come out for a walk with lanterns, and Mother Moon will tell stories to the little stars. Frogs, weavers ... All kinds of animals will sing together and play this warm and romantic moonlight sonata.

Ah! The country is a beautiful painting, a beautiful song and my paradise.

The colorful country life has been lingering in my mind. Pick some little flowers for you.

On this day, my grandmother, grandfather and mother and I came to the field to pull peanuts. Although I am small, my strength is infinite. Before I came to a peanut, I grabbed the peanut leaf with both hands and pulled it up hard. With a bang, peanuts were pulled out of the ground. Although I participated in it, this is my first record! There is also a kind of peanut that is particularly difficult to pull out. I tried my best to suck milk. Bang, I grabbed the pulled peanuts with both hands and fell down. Suddenly, I was covered in mud and became a clay figurine. Sunset sprinkled on the quiet river, each of us hugged peanuts tightly, and my mother and I looked at each other with unspeakable joy.

I walked home humming a ditty and picked a sorghum ear at random. Grandpa saw it, and suddenly his smiling face was covered with dark clouds. He looked at me and said, "You city children just don't know how to cherish food. Although it is only a sorghum ear, people have worked hard for half a year. How can you do this? " I quickly apologized to grandpa, and grandpa forgave me. I've learned that some things can't be just spoken, but should be put into action.

It's a pity not to go boating in the river when we get to the countryside. In order to satisfy my wish, my uncle and one of his friends took me boating in the canal. We got on a boat. I tried to row, but my uncle got the paddle first. My uncle's rowing skills are really average. He pushed the paddle down hard, splashed a large splash and flew to me playfully. When the boat reached the middle of the water, my uncle was anxious to row back. He couldn't turn, and the boat turned and turned in the middle of the water. I stood up hurriedly. Needless to say, the ship seemed to feel my panic, and probably didn't have the heart to embarrass me, a guest from afar. After several turns, land smoothly.

There are still many unforgettable memories of country life, which are beyond my clumsy handwriting. Walking into the countryside and getting close to nature, the thick black land in my hometown will always be my unforgettable paradise.

Composition 3 of the fourth grade of rural life I learned the lesson "Country People", which made me have a very strong yearning for rural life. Finally, on a sunny Sunday, the teacher took our whole class to the countryside for a comprehensive study and experience rural life. Among them, peeling peas and sticking scarecrows impressed me the most.

Peeling peas

It's time for lunch, and the students show their magic. Some vegetables, some fires, some rice washing ... I am responsible for peeling peas. The pod is wearing hard armor, and the small peas inside are also wearing beautiful light green shirts, which are tightly wrapped inside and outside. I peeled it carefully at first, but the peas I could peel were still missing "arms" and "legs" and looked ugly. After a while, I became skilled in my movements, and the peeled peas were no longer "disabled".

scarecrow

In the afternoon, we went to be scarecrows. Scarecrow can play a great role in helping farmers' uncles drive away crows, sparrows and other harmful birds, thus preventing them from stealing crops. You see, its eyes are wide open and its arms are open, as if to catch the bird stealing food at any time. Start being a scarecrow. The teacher first asked us to take out three thick and three thin straws from a pile of straw, then folded the remaining straw in half and tied it with a straw about 4 cm thick, and the scarecrow's head was ready. Then, separate a small part from the left and right of the straw below, tie it up like a braid, tie it tightly with a thin straw not far from the bottom, and then separate the arm from the palm, so that the two arms and two hands are ready. Finally, fold the front of the remaining part in half, insert it into the straw with the head tied, and make the body of the scarecrow, so that a scarecrow will "come out".

Ah, this comprehensive study really made me unforgettable. Life in the country is so rich.

There is a place that will remind me at any time and in any season. That spring, there was always a scene of full of green. In summer, cicadas sing there; Autumn is a scene of bumper harvest. In winter, everything is immersed in beautiful snow-this is our beautiful country.

In spring, the earth is full of vitality. At first glance, the vast green grassland is endless. The farmer's uncle started sowing seeds, dug a small hole in the ground, put the seeds in, covered them with soil, poured water and fertilized them, and repeated them for more than a dozen times before stopping, waiting for a bumper harvest next year.

In summer, all the vegetables in the small garden germinate. By the stream, several children were playing in the stream, throwing water farther than anyone else. They were so happy and sweaty. Gradually, gradually, the time has entered dusk and the children are willing to leave. In the stream, several small fish are swimming in the stream, and several adults are fishing with their own nets. It's tiring to catch fish, and fish are smart. They haven't caught it for hours. Slowly, the fish got tired and had to fall into people's hands.

Autumn is a harvest season, and corn bears a big fruit, like a chubby child. Cucumber grows a emerald coat, long and thin, as if it were going to fall. Sweet beans bear green beans, as if with a big belly, as if to say, "No one is older than me, I am the king, hahaha!" " . "Farmers uncle bumper harvest, sweet smile, can't stop, one by one, for fear that others will take it away.

When it snows in winter, the farmer's uncle is afraid of freezing and wraps the tree with hemp rope, and the vegetables fall asleep under the snow quilt.

Although the countryside is not as prosperous as the city, it is a simple scene. I love this country.

I have lived in the countryside since I was a child, and I always think of life in the countryside. There are many interesting people and things there, which have been deeply imprinted in my mind and I always miss them.

Rural people are simple and friendly. During the slack season, we visit each other and talk about recent events in the village, including some new policies to benefit the people, and we also discuss with each other. Everyone says that the current policy is good and the villagers live a happy life.

Every busy farming season, everyone helps each other. When you are doing farm work in the field, you help me and I help you. The fields are full of lively scenes where you chase after me and fight for me. "One person in trouble, support from all directions" has been profoundly reflected here. The human touch in the village is also strong. Unlike the neighbors in the city, they seldom come and go. In the village, whoever cooks delicious food will invite neighbors to their homes or send them to their homes to taste and share the fruits of their labor. This village is full of harmony and tranquility.

Living in the countryside has many benefits that city people can't enjoy. The food we eat is self-produced and sold, pure natural, without using any pesticides. The vegetables we eat are all grown in our own garden, and they all grow naturally and use organic fertilizer. Rape is planted in our own fields, and the extracted vegetable oil is very fragrant.

I like rural food best. It's delicious. It's not the same as cooking with a rice cooker. It is made of firewood cut from the mountain and then burned in an iron pot. Every time I finish eating, I can still eat the thick bottom skin of the pot, which really makes me unable to control myself. I always eat two more bowls.

"beautiful countryside" is a good policy for the country to build a new socialist countryside. Now the rural construction is getting better every year, and the people's lives are getting happier every year. I think I must study hard now and hope to make my country more beautiful in the future.

The four seasons in the countryside are four good "color" magicians, who make the year in the countryside colorful and colorful.

When spring comes to the world, it is a colorful scene: animals that have been sleeping for a long time "wake up" and enliven the world; The grass also quietly poked its head out of the soil and looked curiously at the changes around it; Trees also bud and greedily suck nectar; The most noteworthy thing is the willow tree in spring. They stand upright on the earth like graceful girls with long braids and are caressed by the sun father-in-law and the earth mother. Spring is also the season of sowing. Farmers' uncles are sweating rice seedlings. Although they were sweating like a pig, they still talked and laughed, as if they had tasted the joy of autumn harvest.

In a blink of an eye, summer came. In the evening, the frog in the pond started a "symphony concert". This time, the song sang the beauty of summer. Looking at the lotus pond, graceful lotus flowers are dancing in the breeze. Dressed in white and pink dance clothes, they are graceful and moving, dancing for the symphony like fairies. The melons and fruits in the field are brightly colored and fragrant, waiting for us to taste.

The happiest season of the year is finally expected by farmers' uncles! In the autumn rice fields, the golden wheat waves are shining brightly, and the farmer's uncle is bending down to collect the fruits of his labor. The orchard is a busy scene: fruit trees are fruitful, red persimmons, purple grapes and yellow pears are all available ... It really makes thousands of feet drool!

Everything should be hidden in winter, pieces of fragrant bacon, strings of full corn and red peppers are hung under the eaves of farmers' uncles. These are unique colors in winter. The wintersweet in front of the door is proudly in full bloom in the cold wind, and the white snow flowers make this red plum particularly delicate and charming, which is a unique beauty in winter.

The four seasons in the countryside are so brightly colored. These four good "color" magicians decorate the countryside so beautifully that people are fascinated!

My family lives in the countryside and there is a big yard at home. Hard-working grandparents planted fruit trees and vegetables in the yard, while Amy's mother planted more than a dozen pots of flowers and raised several goldfish. All the year round, my yard is full of vitality.

I remember when I was a child, I would get up early every day, water the plants in the yard with my mother and change the water for the small fish. After breakfast, my grandparents were busy in the yard for a while as usual-stubble the seedlings and pesticide the fruit trees, and the whole morning passed unconsciously.

At noon, grandparents will have a rest after lunch. In the afternoon, grandpa always walks around in the field in charge alone, sometimes weeding. Sometimes grandpa will take me with him when he is in charge of the four seasons. After watching the field of responsibility, grandpa will take me to Kangda Dairy not far from the field to order some bread and milk. At this time, I will be extremely happy.

In the afternoon, when I came home from kindergarten, my mother moved my desk outside the gate to help me with my homework. From time to time, two or three neighbors pass by, and they don't forget to praise me and say, "Hey, look at others and study hard. You must be a college student in the future!" Grandma has cooked the meal after finishing her homework. As soon as the books are finished, we will eat directly.

As night falls, the bright moonlight spreads all over the earth, and fireflies walk in the grass with lanterns. After dinner, I lay on a bamboo chair, watched the moon brighten slowly, and smelled the refreshing fragrance of flowers and trees. I gradually got up. ...

However, now the wheat field outside my house has also become big warehouse, and the cool wind blowing from the door in summer is blocked by the warehouse; Our land was expropriated by the government, and grandpa seemed to have nothing to do at once. I seldom saw happy laughter before. Looking at such a scene, I am puzzled: which is better, a quiet and peaceful country life or a bustling and noisy city life?

Composition 8 in the fourth grade of rural life "There are mountains and rivers, and the sound of rain is like smoke in the sound of rules. In April, there are no idle people in the countryside, and silkworms are inserted in front of the fields." Whenever I read this poem, I can't help thinking of the charming rural scenery.

Our family has moved out of the city and lived in the country for nearly two years. We like the countryside, like the air there, and like the earthy atmosphere there.

Standing on the roof of my house, I can see the fields covered with green vegetables in the distance. With the help of Xifeng, I dance beautifully, just like green waves. Walking on the path between fields, I saw the unknown wild flowers on the roadside. These small flowers stand upright, with serrated petals, competing with each other, including yellow, white, red and purple ... colorful and beautiful. I picked a flower and smelled it before picking it. It's refreshing

There is a river in front of the village. People in the village like to wash clothes and quilts here, and they can often hear the cheerful laughter of aunts and aunts. The rhythmic "snapping" sound seems to be playing a brisk beat for the "rural happiness song". The fish swim around them leisurely, as if they were not frightened by their voices and the sound of smashing clothes, which constitutes a beautiful picture of people and animals living in harmony. ...

As the sun sets, the countryside in the twilight is shrouded in summer mist. The fragrance of the earth and the smell of the meals of every household, and occasionally there are cries of mothers calling their children home and cries of babies crying for food coming from a distance. The sound of several puppies gathering for food brought a little life to the countryside. ...

I love the countryside, I love the rural scenery here, and I love the simple natural atmosphere of the countryside.

During the May Day holiday, I went to the countryside to experience a rural life.

I came to the countryside with light steps. I saw that these paths were muddy and uneven, as if the original grass had been squeezed out. On both sides are rows of greenhouses carrying thousands of cherry trees. These cherries are as red as children's red faces and smile at us. There is a little luster in the bright colors. They are round like spheres. They sway with the wind, like a group of children waving to us and welcoming us.

When I came to the greenhouse, I began to pick cherries. I saw a bunch of cherries in my right hand, and then scanned them carefully with "critical eyes" to select the cherries that were red and big and wore "gorgeous dance skirts". Finally, I gently lifted the bright skirt with my left hand and slowly pulled it out. A "noble princess" jumped into my hand. I like picking cherries.

I tasted the cherry, and a sour taste came into my body, which made me feel terrible. Oh, why is this cherry so sour? It looks fresh. This sour taste is like the killer of cherries. It seems to say, "I am young, but I have a skill!" " "

I asked my mother curiously, "Why are big red berries so sour?"

"Picking cherries needs to be big, red and dry to be sweet," mom replied.

So, I re-selected one according to my mother's request and put it in my mouth to taste. It tastes sweet and great! Suddenly, I feel very happy. After a while, these naughty children filled the basket. I came home with a full load.

These cherries are the result of careful care by farmers. There are many interesting things in the countryside. Let's go to the country and experience country life together.

The fourth grade composition of rural life 10 Although the countryside does not have the beautiful appearance of the city, it does not have the bustling noise of the city. Experience the colorful country life once in a while, and have a unique flavor.

This summer, my mother sent me to my grandfather's house to experience life. Seeing grandpa planting soybeans with a hoe, I can't miss the opportunity. When I came to grandpa's field, I first pulled out the weeds in the field like grandpa, and then grandpa dug a small hole with a hoe. My grandfather then taught me to put 3-4 soybeans into the pit hand in hand. I asked inexplicably, "Why not put 1 instead of 3-4?" Grandpa patiently replied: "In case it doesn't germinate, or it may be eaten by insects, put 3-4 seeds to ensure germination!" " I suddenly realized. Then cover it with a thin layer of soil. Finally, take a ladle and pour a proper amount of water into the pit. My grandfather and I are so busy that we sweat profusely. Sweat drops from our faces like broken pearls. Although I am very tired, I am very happy!

I heard that my aunt is going to wash clothes in the river. My sister and I would love to go. Come to the river, where the water is crystal clear, and fish and shrimp swim around in droves. I don't know who suggested touching snails by the river, but we can't wait to take off our shoes and socks, roll up our trouser legs, step on hard pebbles and get busy in the water! We bent down and stared at the bottom of the water for fear of missing one. Because the snail has been soaked in the river for a long time, its appearance is covered with moss, which is difficult to distinguish from the small bluestone in the water. We often make wrong judgments. But this did not affect our mood at all, and we touched a snail in the convenient bag in the blink of an eye. In the evening, menstruation burned our "trophy". Smelling the delicious snails, I feel nothing more delicious than this!

My happy footprints are left in the mud, my cheerful smile is reflected in the river, and my happy laughter echoes in the countryside ... this is the colorful rural life!

Pastoral life fourth grade composition 1 1 pastoral scenery is charming and pastoral life is desirable. The scenery in the country is quiet again How I want to experience life in this country. You see, a small river is like a blue ribbon wrapped around endless green fields. In the field, there is a large green grassland and colorful wild flowers, including red, yellow, pink and purple. Clusters, pieces. Seven or eight buffaloes are grazing leisurely on the green grass. They will also look up from time to time, make a "Cleisthenes" cry to the horizon, and continue to leisurely chew their own grass. Dozens of houses under the mountain are built on the mountain, looming among the green trees. That scenery is really charming!

Life in the country is very busy. It's time for farming. Hard-working farmers bent down and sweated rice seedlings in the fields. From time to time, they looked up at the scenery on the horizon, wiped the sweat on their foreheads with towels, said a few words to others or sang a few rough folk songs, and then bowed their heads to do their own work. At home, women picked mulberry leaves from the mountains and immediately fed them to silkworms. Those baby silkworms lie lazily on the green mulberry leaves, munching with their mouths open. I thought I heard a rustle. How I wish these silkworm babies could eat more, grow faster and spit out big and bright cocoons. In this way, we have a lot of silk. If you take it to the store to make clothes, you won't worry about running out of clothes. It's not just adults who are busy A little boy, seeing that the scaffolding next to the house had not been sown, found some loofah seeds, dug a hole under the scaffolding, put the loofah seeds in the hole, covered it with soil and poured water. He thought while watering, how happy my parents would be if they came back and saw me growing loofah here, and how they would praise me. How big will loofah be when it grows up? Is it as big as me? Ah! This is really a picture of "the children in the village are the masters of the country"!

The scenery in the country is always so beautiful and life is always so busy. I must go to the countryside next time and experience life there.

Composition 12 fourth grade country life I like country morning, country noon and country night. Although most people say that mornings in the country are beautiful, I don't think so. As the saying goes, "cabbage and radish have their own love"!

When the last sunset disappears, when it shines on the river, the river looks like it is covered with a layer of powder, which is beautiful and beautiful. Slowly, the sky darkened and a few little stars were embedded in the blue sky. It blinks and sings silently. Sister Moon's round face is smiling at us!

I often sit on my grandmother's lap and listen to her childhood stories. My friends and I listened with relish, thinking about our happy home. However, grandma is different. She suffered much more injustice when she was a child than we did. I couldn't help shouting: "Why!" The star seems to understand me. It blinked at the moon, as if it were asking for help from sister moon! The night in the country is really quiet, even the frogs stopped and listened to our story quietly.

Hometown! Hometown! You are so beautiful, you are so natural. I often sit in front of my house and count the stars, one, two, three, four … hmm? Why is a star crying here? I'm surprised, okay? Oh! It turned out to be laughed at by others. I begged Xiaoxing to stop crying and let me comfort you. Thinking about it, I heard a coquetry voice. Look! The cat is here, too It snores gently. So cute!

I like the night in my hometown, quiet night, quiet and harmonious night. I will never forget, never, ever. ...

Every summer vacation, I will go to my cousin's house for a period of time. My cousin lives in a small village near the Yellow River, guarding a large wheat field. There are winding Yellow River, muddy paths, petite wild flowers and green grass, and there are vibrant scenes everywhere.

The blue sky in the village is particularly blue. My cousin often takes me to catch tadpoles in the river under the big sun. Groups of tadpoles swam desperately with their tails wagging, as if they were really looking for their mother. If you are lucky, you can also touch a few small fish. On the way home, delicious wild vegetables can be seen everywhere.

There is a square vegetable garden directly opposite my cousin's house, in which all kinds of vegetables are planted, including cucumbers, eggplants, tomatoes, peppers, beans and so on. When it's time for dinner, menstruation can pick a few samples from the garden and make delicious dishes. Extending from the edge of the vegetable garden and carrying it under the eaves is a grape trellis. In midsummer, the vines turn into green awnings, and strings of grapes hang down like strings of green gems. Sweet and delicious grapes are my cousin's and my favorite food.

The village after the rain is particularly beautiful. Beautiful rainbows hung on the horizon, and the whole village was washed away by the rain. The air is filled with the fragrance of earth and grass, which is refreshing. The green in the vegetable garden has been baptized by rain, and everyone is full of vitality and vitality.

I like the quiet country life, there is no continuous traffic, no worrying smog, and no high-rise buildings that block the sun. I am reluctant to leave every time, looking forward to the next summer vacation.

Country life 14 country life keeps you away from the hustle and bustle of the city and also frees you from the troubles of the city. If you have nothing to do, go for a walk in the country fields, breathe fresh air head-on and experience the different happiness of rural life!

Early in the morning in the country, the big cock with red tail said, "Oh! Oh! Oh! " They woke up the sleeping people and the farmers' uncles rolled over and got up. After washing, they had breakfast and started a day's work with farm tools. The sun rises in the east, and the rosy clouds are printed on the face of the farmer's uncle, and his face is radiant and energetic.

At noon, the sun was scorching the earth, and the farmers' uncles were eating lunch brought from home, sitting around in the shade of a big tree and eating happily together. After eating, they hummed a little tune for a while, slept in their clothes, snored for a while, and were unconscious. At this time, the children are not idle for a moment. They came to the river, took off their clothes, swam happily in the river, swam backwards, frogs, dogs and butterflies ... everything, and some even fought in the river. You water me, I water you, have fun!

When the sun goes down, people go home from work and take the cooked dishes to the melon shed in the yard. Accompanied by the afterglow of the sunset, they enjoyed the sunset glow on the horizon, blew a breeze in the evening, pulled up their homes and drank a little wine. Happiness is written on their faces, and occasionally birds will crow. They even greeted the birds very interestingly!

Life in the countryside, no matter when and where, has unique and charming scenery, which makes people yearn for and have infinite reverie!

Rural life fourth grade composition 15 rural life is rich and colorful.

On Saturday, dad drove us back to our hometown. As soon as grandma opened the door, my brother and I rushed into the house, put away the bag of homework and watched TV. In rural areas, there is also a signal installed at home, and you can also search for the TV you want to watch.

After watching TV for a while, we went outside to play. My brother and I came to the field. The rice has been harvested, so we can run in the fields. Running slowed me down, and I remembered the happy times when I used to play in the fields with my brother and Golden Hair. Golden retriever is a dog, which grandma gave us. Because all his hair is golden, we call it golden hair. I remember my brother blindfolded Jin Mao, and I was lying in the ground covered with yellow straw, but Jin Mao found me easily. But now, if I go to find the golden retriever, I can't find it.

There is a wide river in front of the field. There is a bridge over the river. There are shrimps and small fish in the river. My brother and I each get a disposable cups. I want to catch small fish, but they are too smart to catch only shrimps. I caught two shrimps and put them in the back water. Later, I regretted it because I didn't catch anything. I began to lose patience and went straight home to sulk. My brother saw me go home and ran back. If I had known, I wouldn't have let those two shrimps go. At least I caught something.

When I got home, I sulked and did my homework. As a result, I fell asleep after writing, or my brother asked me to eat, and I woke up. Otherwise, I'll probably still be sleeping when I eat.

This is my colorful country life. What about yours?