Fourth grade harvest composition 1 Are you a brave man? I am a brave person, but there is only one thing that makes me a brave girl.
My cousin visited our house during the summer vacation of senior one. In the yard, I saw my cousin riding a bike and dressed casually. I envy it! So I pestered my mother to teach me to ride a bike.
At first, I thought it was easy to ride a bike, because I had the foundation to ride a four-wheeled vehicle! But it's easier said than done! When I was riding a bike, I suddenly found myself unable to step on the ground and find a sense of balance. With the help of my mother, I managed to ride a few times, wobbling and almost falling down several times, which made me tremble and my heart beat faster than a rabbit. I quickly waved my hand and said to my mother, "Stop riding, stop riding. It's simply too difficult! Or learn something else! " At this time, my mother encouraged me to say, "Don't be afraid, son, you have to be a brave man." . If you run away from difficulties, you can't do anything well. "I bowed my head in shame and said," Yes, I want to be a brave man, not a coward! ""So, I sat on my bike and rode again. I seem to have found some feelings that the bicycle is becoming more and more obedient in my hands. At this time, my mother gradually loosened her hand, but I didn't know it. When I stopped, I realized that I had learned to ride a bike. Don't mention how happy you are. I have a triumphant smile on my face.
Through this incident, I understand a truth, that is, when encountering difficulties, we must learn to be brave, dare to face difficulties and don't back down!
Fourth grade harvest composition 2 "You are my little apple, I can't love you too much …" On entering the room, I heard my mother humming this song while cooking in the kitchen. My mother is tone-deaf. I was so absorbed in singing today that my nose was sore. My mother's intention is obviously to inspire me and spread positive energy through this positive song, so that I can do it again. ...
Looking back on the announcement of the Chinese scores in the final exam at noon today, I was dumbfounded to see that I didn't get such a low score in the Chinese exam. I held back my tears and didn't shed them in front of the teacher. Although pretending as if nothing had happened on the surface, I already regretted it in my heart. I hate myself for being so careless. My single typo was deducted by 2.5 points, and I even put the answer sheets in right and wrong order. What makes me regret more is that my mother asked me to review carefully before the exam, but I turned a deaf ear. I thought my grades were so good that my mother insisted that I finish my homework before going to Nantang Old Street, and I wouldn't stop until I got there. Chinese teacher Hu didn't criticize me. After he helped me analyze the wrong questions, he just patted me on the shoulder and looked at me with encouraging eyes, hoping that I could improve my study. He believes that I will catch up. "Teacher, I will." I said silently in my mind. "Star, what are you doing after the meal? Today, I made your favorite sweet and sour pork chop. Mother brought a bowl of delicious small rows to the table. I suddenly return to absolute being, "Mom, this China person ..." "It doesn't matter, mom knows, eat while it's hot. Failure means nothing. I believe you. " "Wow!" I finally cried loudly. These tears contain my remorse, my willfulness, my carelessness, and my gratitude to my mother and teachers for their tolerance and encouragement.
"If you plant hope, you will reap, and spring will come to the hillside full of flowers ..." I also sang this song gently. I silently said to myself, mom, teacher, I will make good use of this winter vacation and will not live up to your expectations. I will plant the seeds of hope in the winter vacation, and let the harvest warm my heart when I start school in spring.
Sitting on the bus home, blowing a breeze, wearing headphones, picking peaches flashed through my mind like a movie.
Today, my classmates and I came to Taoyuan in the country. You can see the lush peach forest in the distance. We flew by like arrows leaving the string. Wow! Against the green trees, they look redder and more delicious! I saw a bright red peach, and it seemed to be smiling at us! I jumped on a big red peach and picked it. The leaves of the peach tree rattled as if welcoming me. But there were many small mosquitoes around the peach tree, and they were quickly bitten by the hateful mosquito army. After listening to my classmates' suggestions, I put up a mosquito repellent sticker and continued to pick peaches.
Pick the biggest one this time. I carefully separated the bushes, but there was nothing. Just when I was disappointed, I looked up and found a big red peach hanging on that tree. I can't wait to take it off. Immersed in a wonderful sense of accomplishment, the teacher told us to go back to eat peaches.
Peel off the peach skin to reveal the white flesh. I took a bite of "ahhh" and a sweet juice lingered in my mouth.
Eating sweet peaches makes me feel very happy. My classmates and I are holding hands, carrying a bag full of peaches, and my heart is full of sense of accomplishment.
This afternoon, I went to the calligraphy class of Hong Grammar Society. I watched another episode of Chinese Filial Piety today, and the story in it made me gain a lot.
In the story, a student named Leo was stabbed seriously by someone else's knife. After being taken to the hospital, the doctor said, "If we don't save him, he will die. If you save him, you need a huge amount of surgery, and there is no guarantee that he will wake up. At most, he is a vegetable. " However, Leo's parents decided to save Leo no matter how much it cost. Finally, Leo's parents spent all their money to treat Leo, but Leo still didn't wake up and became a vegetable. But Leo's mother doesn't give up her children at all. She tells stories in Leo's ear every day, telling all kinds of stories about Leo's growth. Leo's father said that Leo likes singing and listening to songs, so he sings Leo's favorite songs around his son every day and massages Leo's stiff limbs every day. In this way, they persisted for several years. Finally, one day, Leo woke up, but when he opened his eyes, Leo could still talk and have some memories, but he was inconvenient to move. In order to help Leo recover, his parents insist on telling stories and singing to Leo every day, and also insist on massaging him every day. In this way, under the careful care of his parents, Leo can finally act.
After watching the video of Chinese Filial Piety, Teacher Xue asked us to talk about our own gains. I was the first to raise my hand and say, "My parents never gave up treating a vegetative child. Finally, with their persistence and efforts, they created a miracle and turned a vegetative person into a normal person. I should learn from Leo's parents. I should stick to what I do, try my best to finish it, and don't give up easily. This is my harvest. " Teacher Xue listened to my speech and nodded in praise. I feel more rewarding.
Fourth grade harvest composition 5 happy travel
I've had enough fun this summer vacation, because this is the last summer vacation of my primary school career, and my parents specially led me to play in Hebei and Inner Mongolia. There, there is a hilly grassland that is not too vast, but constantly ups and downs. Countless sheep are accompanied by weeds and clear springs in the mountains under the command of shepherds. Seen from a distance, it looks like many white spots. And you can often see countless windmills on the mountain, and the big white windmill keeps turning, which really feels like a fairy tale kingdom. When I arrived at Mulan paddock, I had a roast mutton. I was really full. When I'm almost finished, I feel uncomfortable looking at the mutton throat. Facing the blowing wind, swimming on this grassland is really open-minded, and my plain heart is also happy. This summer vacation, I really had enough travel!
Shuxiang reading
Of course, during the summer vacation, I travel happily and enjoy it for a while every day. This little life is really good. However, reading this matter can't be left behind. It's the summer vacation between junior high school and senior high school. It can also be said that this summer vacation is very important. Grasp this summer vacation, and the new semester will naturally shine; If you don't grasp this summer vacation well, you may be left behind by others after school starts. Therefore, my mother also bought me a lot of junior high school books. For example, the complete set of 17 books, Scientific Explorer, The Situation inside the Earth, The Evolution of the Surface, Weather and Climate ... all of them are available. Not only that, there are English cartoons for junior high school. Of course, if you just read study books, of course not. My mother also bought me a youth reading class, so that I, a bookworm, can read happily every day and get the knowledge I want from it.
Write a blog seriously
I think the most important thing in the holiday is to write a blog. There are always such and such things at school, but now the good days are just around the corner and we can't waste them. So, every day you will hear me sitting in front of the computer on the keyboard "scratching" sound, that is, I am absorbed in writing my own article. I feel a little sorry for these keyboards. I get knocked on the head every day, and I'm not afraid of being knocked unconscious. I can write one or two blog posts every day now. In this way, you don't have to finish writing the holiday, you can save more in your own draft box. When you don't have much time to write at the beginning of school, you can use these stored articles to continue to publish. What do bloggers think of this method?
Now, my long composition "Those things about Journey to the West" has also begun. The reason for this long story is very simple. Because I wanted to write a sequel article, I wrote a sequel to The Journey to the West, and then at the suggestion of others, I started the long journey of the five-person group to learn from the scriptures. Although I don't know how long I can hold on and how long I can accompany these funny five people, I will continue to write! By the way, it is communication with bloggers. Because of the connection between junior high school and summer vacation, I don't have much free time. Just two days ago, the extracurricular classes were closed, and I had a lot more time at my disposal. Often go back to the circle to see the beautiful articles of many excellent bloggers and learn writing methods.
Happy and open-minded travel, full of scholarly reading, writing blogs and communicating with bloggers have all contributed a lot to this summer vacation!
Autumn is the harvest season in all seasons of the year, and it is the season for people to show their achievements. There are waves of cool autumn wind at any time, and Miss Qiu quietly comes to the earth.
Miss Qiu came to the field with the autumn wind. The rice in Huang Chengcheng is heavy, and an autumn wind blows, rolling like golden waves. In the corn field, there are golden beads like "sticks" on the corn. Corn nodded frequently in the autumn wind, as if welcoming the arrival of autumn girl. In the cotton field, cotton blooms, one after another, as if adding different colors to the golden ocean. In autumn, the peas are all ripe, and one pea is hidden in the belly of the pod, so that the belly of the pod is bulging, as if it were to be kicked by Lulu at any time! In the rape field, the rape flower is golden yellow, like a piece of gold, shining. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the yellow leaves blew off the trees. Miss Qiu breathed a sigh of relief when they were about to enter the soil. She didn't want the leaves to die so early. They flapped their wings like windmills and rustled in the autumn wind, as if thanking Miss Qiu.
Miss Qiu came to the orchard with fallen leaves and followed the autumn wind. The orchard is fruitful. Red persimmons, gourd-like pears, strings of pearl-like grapes and chestnuts grow on the trees. Chestnuts have hard and sharp thorns, curled up like a shy little hedgehog. When the oranges are ripe, there is a little modesty hidden.
Behind their companions, some proudly stood up and greeted each other. Pomegranate is laughing happily in the tree. Show agate teeth .............................................................................................................................................................. When Miss Qiu saw the farmers' smiles at harvest, she couldn't help laughing.
A gust of autumn wind blew, and Miss Qiu came to the final destination-the city. In the college, flowers are in full bloom, welcoming the arrival of Mr. Qiu and the students in the new semester. Groups of students are carrying schoolbags and preparing for class with textbooks. Some students are sitting under the tree and reading carefully. Some students are discussing these problems in groups of three or five. The whole college is full of learning atmosphere.
Autumn is a sunny season, autumn is a ripe season for fruits and vegetables, and autumn is a season for learning and harvesting. This is autumn, beautiful autumn.
Fourth grade harvest composition 7 "Mom, mom, wake up, wake up, come and teach me how to pack jiaozi!" "I woke up my mother who was dreaming in the early morning.
I miss my feet, take off my apron, put it on my body skillfully, and prepare dough under the guidance of my mother! I first took out a basin decorated with many flowers and grass, then poured flour and a little warm water and began to mix noodles. Ah! Too sticky! I screamed. My mother's listless appearance was amused by my exaggerated expression. I rubbed my hands and continued to mix noodles.
Noodles are finally kneaded. I washed the flour bit by bit like chewing gum. Then she took the rolling pin, put the kneaded noodles on the table and kept rolling them back and forth with the rolling pin. After each roll, my mother will spread flour evenly on it. After a while, I felt tired and sweat seeped from my forehead. It's too hot! It turns out that mom usually packs jiaozi so hard! Finally, a dumpling skin was rolled out. My mother took out a round cover and covered the rolled surface with a hard skin. Wow! How amazing! Like magic, dumpling wrappers become small circles, like cute baby faces, which is very interesting! I grabbed the lid from my mother and covered a lot of sheets in one breath like her. How interesting! Look at my mother again. She has taken out a small basin filled with minced meat and chopped green onion. She tapped the egg on the corner of the table, and the slippery egg white and yolk rolled down the basin. Then she added some salt and monosodium glutamate and stirred them evenly with chopsticks, and the delicious dumpling stuffing was ready.
Start wrapping jiaozi! I picked up a piece of dough and spread it on the palm of my left hand. I put some meat in the middle of the dough with chopsticks in my right hand, and then folded the dough in half with both hands. Maybe it's too hard, the stuffing suddenly poured out, and the dumpling skin was rotten. When I was a second jiaozi, I learned the previous lesson. Maybe the force was too light, and jiaozi broke up before he got into the pot. It seems that the weight of Jiaozi's efforts is also very particular! My mother saw that my bag was always bad, so she told me a trick: pour some water on the side of jiaozi. Gee, it really works. According to my mother's method, the first standard jiaozi was born. Don't mention how happy you are!
My mother looked at me with a smile and said, "Only by doing things carefully can we do things well. You got it? I nodded my head hard.
This time, I have achieved happiness by my own efforts, and I am happy at work!
Charming and colorful spring has gone like a skipping girl. Irresistible, hot summer, followed in the footsteps of the little girl, chasing the past. After spring sowing and summer sowing and Huang Chengcheng, golden, heavy and smiling autumn has come.
When you inadvertently come to the vast fields, you will see mature crops all over the ridges, and the whole land is covered with a layer of golden yellow. When the autumn wind blows, the rice falls. Brush, brush, brush, brush, brush, it turns out that the symphony is so beautiful.
A few days later, in the paddy field without water, the autumn sunshine cracked the soil and smiled so kindly. It seems to say: it's time to harvest! You can harvest! Looking at the heavy ears of rice covered with gold armor, everyone bent over with laughter. Scrambling to stare at a pair of smiling big eyes and nodding, it is gratitude to the fertile land.
In the gently sloping fields, sorghum rides evenly on the ridges. The slender leaves turn from green to yellow, and they all hold their heads high so that their heads can be caressed by the sun. In the sun, the red face is fuller. This may be what people often say about sorghum drying in Redmi.
Not far from the orchard, bursts of fruit fragrance floated with the wind. The refreshing smell of fruit will tempt you to step into the orchard involuntarily. Wow! The heavy pear with reddish yellow bent the branches. When the breeze blows, pears smell fragrant and make people drool. Under the vines of * * *, there are milky green bees, purple giant peaks and other varieties of grapes, such as pyramids hanging upside down, which is really interesting.
In the vegetable garden, a piece of fiery red pepper is particularly dazzling; Long and narrow cloud beans are covered with exclusive green in autumn; Huge white gourd covered with frost; Purple and green eggplant is bright and shiny, which makes people feel that the harvest season has arrived.
In autumn, these heavy fruits reveal the hard work of farmers' uncles and are the crystallization of their profound wisdom.
In this harvest season, people have ushered in an orange world. It seems that this year is another bumper harvest year! Busy people are everywhere, their hearts are full of smiles, and their faces are full of joy of harvest and happy smiles!
Look! That hardworking aunt is busy harvesting corn! The corn in Huang Cancan glowed golden in the sun. The aunt has short hair, wears red clothes and green trousers and looks very energetic. A pair of watery eyes can't live without freshly picked corn for a moment, and the joy in their eyes can't be hidden.
She knelt on the ground, reached out to the corn hill in front of her, took off her golden coat, and revealed full corn kernels. She smiled, smiled happily and stopped. There is a clever little girl next to her, helping her mother with both hands and feet, and constantly taking the broken corn from her mother. From her real face that day, we can see how many happy times she and her mother spent.
There is an orange cat lying lazily on the ground! It may be an old cat with a sparse beard and shiny hair, but its body looks agile. It has round eyes and stares warily in all directions, revealing a kind of cleverness. It may be "swallowed" by those orange crops at any time, and it will be integrated. If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to be noticed! I think it may be a domestic cat raised by mother and daughter!
Simple and ordinary families, even cats, seem to be enjoying the joy and happiness of harvest, ordinary them and extraordinary fun.
10 the harvest season has arrived, and everyone is happy to start harvesting. Everyone sat together laughing. I talked and laughed with my little friend. I talked and laughed with Youyou, and we were immersed in friendship.
At that moment, I walked hand in hand with Youyou. Although our hands hurt, we were happy at that moment.
When I was walking leisurely, I said loudly, "You are my best friend". As the saying goes, "Good friends should share weal and woe.
You once borrowed something from me. She said, "Chen Bing lent me a pen, and I said," My pen is out of ink, so this is all my money. " You Wu said, "If you don't borrow it, don't borrow it. What's the big deal? " He said generously, "Friends should help each other. You only have one pen, but you can use it with her. " And stingy, "you only have a pen, why do you want to use a pen with her? "I wanted to think what I want to say is right. I should share a pen with her.
The next day, I went to school. We didn't say a word this morning. In the afternoon, we all apologized to each other. I said, "Sorry." You Wu said, "I'm sorry, too." We said it together.
Our friendship is actually very good, but it was broken by generosity and meanness.