300-word touching composition in the fourth grade

In normal study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. Still at a loss for composition? The following are eight touching 300-word compositions I compiled for you in the fourth grade, hoping to help you.

There are many touching things around me, such as the traffic police uncle who directs traffic on rainy days, the cleaner who helps us clean the corridor, and the person who gives a helping hand to the beggars on the roadside ... What moves me most is the person who gives a helping hand to the beggars on the roadside.

Once, I went to the new century with my parents and my brother. At the south gate of the new century, I saw a group of people around me and ran over. I saw a lot of people around, so I managed to squeeze in. Surrounded by an old man with a miserable right leg. The old man's ears don't work. He can't hear you unless you talk to him loudly. There is a piece of cloth in front of the old man.

Later, the old man said that his right leg was crushed by a drunk driver, who ran away after crushing it. The old man had no money at home, so he was forced to beg. Everyone was moved and took out money to donate to the elderly, no matter how much or how little they gave. A child donated one yuan to the old man, and an old man also donated some money to the old man. Even the cleaners donated money, and the police uncle helped the old man. Many people helped him.

This incident deeply touched me and reminded me of a sentence, "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will be better."

There are touching scenes everywhere in life, and touching things will happen anytime and anywhere. One thing in my life touched me deeply. Let me tell you something, I believe you will be moved.

I remember one night, on my way home, I bumped into a child and ran home without saying an apology. Running and running, suddenly, I was accidentally kicked by a stone and fell to the ground. I struggled to get up, but as soon as I got up, I found that the skin of my right foot was badly scraped and there was a lot of blood. I almost cried in pain, but I held back, thinking that someone would always notice me and help me. Soon, a child came over and extended a warm little hand to me. I looked up and froze. It turned out to be the little friend I bumped into just now. Suddenly, my face turned red and I felt guilty. I reached out shyly and went home with his help.

My mother asked me what was wrong when she saw my little friend. I told the story word for word, and my mother taught me earnestly. My mother and I express our deep apologies to the child and our deep gratitude to him. As long as there is love in people's hearts, love is everywhere.

I believe everyone has the most touching time! Of course, I am no exception. What moved me most was that. ...

At that time, we were waiting for the teacher to announce the test results in the classroom. The first place came out, the second place came out ... I didn't hear the teacher say my name until the tenth place. My face changed with fear. Am I not in the top ten? I kept listening, and I heard the number 14. At this time, the teacher read my name: 90 points for Mou Duo. After that, he looked at me with angry eyes and said, "You have regressed." My classmates also looked at me with sarcastic eyes, and I couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground. After school, I came home crying like a bullied puppy. My mother asked me what was wrong, so I told her the truth. First my mother quarreled with me, and then neither of us talked to the other. After a while, my mother said, "Nothing, just try harder next time." Then she went to do her business. I quietly recalled with tears in my eyes, and even the jade plate embedded in the sky seemed to be worried about me.

Touched, it is the happiest time for yourself; Touching is the accumulation of life; Touching is invisible; What is moving is the spring water flowing through the mountain stream. Although it is easy to walk through, that little time will stay in my heart forever.

A small accident made me feel the warmth and enthusiasm of my family, which really moved me to tears!

One morning, as usual, I couldn't stay in bed and had to get up early to catch up with school. I hurried to school, only to find that I didn't bring lunch, but at that time, there was no one at home. My mother went to a meeting, my father went to work and my sister went to class. Anxiety, tension and confusion urge me. In desperation, I called my mother and told her a bolt from the blue news. My mother didn't blame me and told me not to worry. I came back from the meeting place at noon and bought a McDonald's to share with my classmates. Thanks to my mother's help, I don't have to spend every class in the afternoon hungry. Mom, thank you! Mother reminded me to bring lunch next time. The McDonald's lunch that day was especially sweet and delicious. This is a smell that I will never forget.

Sometimes, I often forget to bring the equipment I need for school that day. I have to trouble my family to come every time. Once I went to school, I found that I didn't even take out my schoolbag. Fortunately, at that time, my father just went to work and helped me send my schoolbag to school, finally letting me put down the biggest and heaviest stone in my heart. When the classmates saw it, they all said, "Your family is so kind to you, and they envy you to death!"

Although I sometimes stay in a daze, my family always tolerate me, and I will never forget the kindness my family has shown me.

What is a touching composition of 300 words and 5 words in the fourth grade? If life is a painting, then moving is the most brilliant place in the painting, if life is a story, then moving is the most wonderful part of the story, if life is a tree, then moving is the lush leaves.

On my sixth birthday, I celebrated with my mother, grandfather, grandmother and sisters at my grandfather's house. Just after the birthday, my sisters said, "Make you a cream mask!" " "I said," no, no! " The sisters said, "It's all right. "My hand kept swinging, and I hit a sister. The cream on her hand immediately fell on my clothes. I wiped it with paper, and the dirtier it was, the worse I cried. My mother ran briskly and asked eagerly, "honey, what's the matter?" I replied sadly, "They got cream on my clothes!" "My mother took off my clothes and went to the bathroom to wash them ... finally the clothes were cleaned, but my mother's hands were blue with cold.

My birthday is over, but my clothes are still wet. My mother was afraid that I would be cold, so she gave me her clothes. I said, "Mom, you can wear it!" "Mom said," I'm wearing thick clothes, but it's not cold. You'd better wear them! " "When my mother's clothes were draped over my thin body, a strange feeling came to my mind.

What is touching? Everyone has a different understanding of being moved, and we can't explain it to those who don't understand it, because being moved can't be expressed in words, but by heart!

As the saying goes, you depend on your parents at home and your friends when you go out. However, neighbors are our best friends, and we should live in harmony, because it is really important to have a good neighbor.

I remember one time, our sewer pipe was blocked. As soon as the faucet is turned on, water will seep out of the cupboard, which will bring us great inconvenience. We are going to borrow tools from Grandpa Wang's house to repair the water pipe, and we want to repair it ourselves. As soon as we entered Grandpa Wang's house, they asked about their purpose, and then went to the drawer and took out some tools. They also asked, do you want me to help you? Thank you. No need. Grandpa Wang was not at ease, so he came to our house with his wife, Grandma Wang, to guide how to dredge it. After a while, grandpa Wang saw that we were all thumbs and couldn't help but come and help us fix it. The so-called veteran out, one is the best. Grandpa Wang bent down, with tools in his hand and his head down, and then said, to tell you the truth, I used to specialize in repairing sewer pipes. Although I am old now, this craft is not old at all. I thought to myself: Grandpa Wang is really warm-hearted. He not only lent us tools, but also helped us to repair them. It's fixed! Grandpa Wang said loudly. We thanked Grandpa Wang again and again, but Grandpa Wang said: They are all neighbors'. I have to ask you for help if I have anything to do in the future!

My neighbor Uncle Wang is such a warm-hearted person, and I am proud to have such a neighbor.

The snow stopped and the outside was white. Snow covered the ground with a white blanket, put a white hat on the building and put a white scarf on the young tree. What a peaceful and natural beauty! In the snow, a little brother touched me with his love. This little brother is my neighbor.

One afternoon, I walked to school and ate bananas while walking. When I walked across the street, I threw the banana peel I had eaten into the trash can on the side of the road, and then ran to school quickly.

After school in the evening, there were some snowflakes floating in the gray sky, and I walked home slowly. After a while, it began to snow heavily, and snowflakes like goose feathers floated down without scruple. I hurried to run home, but at this moment, an old woman on crutches slowly moved her steps, and my banana peel was lying in front of her, and I was shocked. Then the neighbor's little brother ran over and shouted, grandma, don't! This sound pierced the snowy sky like a sword through my eardrum and shocked me. Ah, it's the little brother who is not very healthy and has some obstacles in walking. He limped his grandmother forward. I quickly picked up the banana peel and threw it into the trash can. Then I caught up with them, holding my brother and grandmother in one hand, leaving our footprints in the snow.

A touching composition in grade four, 300 words and 8 words. Many touching things happened around me, but I will never forget that little thing.

Once, my mother took me to study and have a Chinese class. It was raining cats and dogs outside during class, and it was still raining after class. The rain fell obliquely on the ground, and in a short time, all the pedestrians walking on the road with umbrellas were soaked. What a heavy rain! My mother and I came by bike. We don't have raincoats. What shall we do? My mother borrowed a raincoat from school and put it on me again and again, saying, "Put on your raincoat and sit in the back seat." "Mom, let's use it together." "The raincoat is too small, you don't have to worry about me." After that, my mother set off against the wind and rain. It was still raining, and in a short time, my mother's clothes were soaked.

It's uphill when I go home, so it's hard to ride a bike at ordinary times. It was raining and windy that day, and it was even harder for my mother to pedal. I saw my mother bent down and pedaled hard, and the car only moved forward a little, but my mother still insisted. It pains me to see my mother struggling. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and my mother sneezed with cold. I quickly hugged her, hoping to bring her warmth. I finally got home. My mother's clothes are all wet, but mine are only a little wet. But she can't take care of herself, so she quickly turned on the water heater and urged me: "Take a hot bath quickly, don't catch a cold!" " Looking at my mother, my eyes are red and my nose is sour.

Every rainy day, when I look at the pedestrians coming and going in the street, I think of that warm raincoat. What makes me feel warmer is my mother's love for me.