In the ordinary life of study, work and life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. How to write an essay to avoid making mistakes? The following are 10 300-word essays compiled by me for fourth grade students. They are for reference only. I hope it can help everyone. 300-word essay for fourth grade students Part 1
Late one night two years ago, the north wind was howling, and it was raining lightly outside the house. The weather was extremely cold.
I suddenly had a fever and my father was not at home. My mother hurriedly got a thermometer to measure my temperature. "Wow! The fever is half degree." My mother screamed and quickly took out a wet towel to apply on my forehead, but the high fever still did not go away. So my mother sent me to the hospital for treatment. She put on some thick clothes for me. She was afraid that I would freeze, so she put on a hat for me. Then he put on his raincoat on his back. When we went out, there were no passenger motorcycles or taxis on the road. My mother was afraid of delaying my illness, so she had to rush to the hospital. There was cold rain falling on the road, and my mother kept chattering and said to me: "Just hold your mother tightly and it will be fine. Just go to the hospital and see a doctor. Don't be afraid!" and comforted herself. But lying on my mother's warm back, I felt my mother sobbing quietly. My mother was afraid that I would get caught in the rain, so she kept pulling on the raincoat behind her back to cover me. Through the street lights, I saw that my mother's head was completely wet, but she ignored herself and kept running as hard as she could. I was so moved that tears came to my eyes. Half an hour later, my mother sent me to the hospital. After seeing the doctor, my mother picked up some medicine and carried me home and gave me the medicine. Under my mother's care, I recovered quickly, but my mother caught a cold because of the rain.
Mom! In order to see a doctor for me, you carried me to the hospital in the middle of the night without complaining or saying a word. Everything you did was for your son. This is the expression of maternal love! 300-word essay for fourth grade students 2
After reading "The First Lesson of School", although I didn't cry, my heart was weeping. In the "classroom", I saw a group of people who were striving for their dreams. And people who persevere. They work hard for their dreams and strive to make their dreams shine.
Just like Wang Yaping, she struggled for her space dream and finally completed her space dream.
Just like Fu Lijuan, she underwent hard training every day and was very tired from the bottom of her heart, but she did not give up. Finally, at the moment when the parachute bloomed, she knew that her dream had come true, and She fell in love with skydiving.
Just like Liao Zhi, she lost her legs in the earthquake. For her beloved dance, she wore prosthetics. It hurt, like a knife, but she endured it. In the end, she After she succeeded, she could go on stage and unleash the charm of dance. When she did that wheelchair dance on the stage, I was deeply shocked. I knew that her dream was flying with her.
Just like Lang Lang, his musical journey was very bumpy. Sometimes he would not be able to play as a substitute, but he still practiced hard and finally, he was able to play as a substitute. That time After finishing, there was endless applause, and Lang Lang knew that the applause was for him.
Having said that, I also want to give up a dream and set sail towards it!
Like those people, work hard for their dreams;
Like those people, work hard for their dreams;
I firmly believe that as long as you work hard, you can success. 300-word composition for fourth grade students Part 3
Today is September 12th, the Mid-Autumn Festival. Since my grandma went to Wuhan to take her little sister, I can’t go to my grandma’s house to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival and enjoy the moon today.
At night, my cousin and I met together and sat on the balcony of my house, hoping that the moon would come out early. But the moon is like a little girl, hiding behind Sister Yun and refusing to show up. Gradually, we are a little disappointed. Just then the moon came out. The moon was golden at first, slowly passing through a wisp of white clouds like light smoke, rising slowly like a large rolling golden disk, but in an instant, the color of the moon changed. It became lighter. Gradually, the color of the moon turned white. She took off her former golden coat and put on a pure white silver gauze, rising proudly like a pure white jade disk. At this time, she was like that So cute, so pure.
Just as I was immersed in the beautiful moonlight, my cousin asked us mysteriously: "The moon is like a big mooncake that can't be eaten all." Suddenly, the neighbor's naughty little brother said with a smile: "The moon is like a flying saucer. Same." We were all amused after hearing this. I thought about it and said, "The moon is a kind girl. She always pays silent attention to whoever is unhappy, bringing calmness and encouragement to others."
Dear Moon, you are kind, you are pure, you are wise, and you are mysterious. I looked at the bright moon in the sky and thought to myself: I hope the moon can bring my thoughts to my grandma who is far away in Wuhan. 300-word essay for fourth grade students Part 4
Everyone has a person they admire in their life, for example: the police uncle who serves the people, the diligent janitor aunt who is not afraid of getting dirty... And the one I admire , is a conscientious courier brother.
It was a windy and snowy weekend, and I was sitting at home reading a book with gusto. Suddenly, a knock on the door came to my ears. Without thinking much, I hurriedly put down the book and opened the door. "This is your express delivery," a big brother in his thirties said gently, "remember the five-star review." I took the heavy express delivery and looked at him carefully: he was wearing a courier's overalls. , the black canvas shoes were covered with shiny white snow, but there was no snow on the work clothes. Maybe it was because of the raincoat? He is very handsome, with black hair and big eyes that look very lively. Huh? His hands were red and frozen? Yes, he was already out of breath when he first arrived. After all, he walked from the first floor to the third floor, and he was still carrying such a heavy package. Just when I was about to leave him here to rest, he left in a hurry.
It is not easy for the courier brother to safely deliver the express delivery to the customer's door in this north wind howling and freezing cold weather.
Ah! It is these couriers who serve us who make our lives more convenient. He is unknown and never complains. Isn't the courier's spirit of selfless dedication to the people worth learning? 300-word composition for fourth grade students Part 5
I have a close and intimate best friend. She is invisible. She comes and goes without a trace. Although I cannot see her, she is there every moment. Stay with me.
We often played and chased each other in the school playground. She would playfully blow the ends of my hair to tickle me. When I was sweating profusely from playing, she would gently blow it again. My cheeks brought me a hint of coolness.
My friend is both a good playmate and a qualified supervisor. I remember one time, she accompanied me to a calligraphy class. When I entered the classroom, I saw other students practicing calligraphy, so I quickly took out a piece of rice paper from the bag, picked up the brush and wanted to write. Suddenly, a corner of the rice paper was blown up with a "crash". I took a closer look, ah! It turned out that she was reminding me that the paper was placed upside down. I seemed to hear her saying to me: "Little sloppy boy, be careful in the future!"
After writing for a while, I found that a few classmates were slacking off. , I thought to myself: I’ll just be lazy for a while, and it should be fine. At this time, the branches outside the window were rustling, and I seemed to hear her saying again: "Don't think that being lazy for a while is just a small thing. If you are lazy in every class, it will accumulate little by little." It becomes a big thing, and by that time it will be too late to regret it. You must know that time never goes back, so don’t waste every minute and every second.” After hearing this, I suddenly blushed, picked up the pen and continued to write one stroke at a time. Draw and practice with concentration.
Speaking of which, I think you have guessed who my mysterious friend is! Yes, she is the wind. 300-word composition for fourth grade students Part 6
There is a paint box in autumn, which spreads paint and makes the whole world colorful.
Autumn sprinkles paint on the autumn trees. You see, it gave the golden yellow to the ginkgo tree, and the yellow leaves fanned away the summer heat. From a distance, it looks like a golden glow rising from the horizon. It gives the red color to the maple trees, and the fiery red leaves are like beautiful stamps dancing in the air. People make them into extremely beautiful bookmarks or specimens and carefully insert them into books.
Autumn sprinkles paint on autumn flowers.
You see, it gives orange color to the osmanthus tree. The osmanthus trees are full of branches. Looking from a distance, it looks like stars shining in the sky. The Chrysanthemum Fairy got more colors, purple red, light yellow, snow white... The colorful colors deeply hooked the children's feet, allowing them to enjoy and be intoxicated.
Autumn sprinkles paint on autumn fruits. You see, it gives the red color to the apples. The red apples are like lanterns, hanging on the branches, lighting up the entire orchard. The fragrant apples seem to be waving to people, waiting for everyone to pick them! Autumn also gives yellow to pears, and the yellow pears are like cute little gourds. When you look closer, you can see that there are many small freckles on the pear's face! There were so many pears that the branches were bent, and some simply sat on the ground.
The colorful autumn is so beautiful, I love this beautiful autumn! 300-word essay for fourth-grade students, Part 7
Every Spring Festival is the most solemn festival of the year, and it is also the favorite festival of children. Because we can get a lot of lucky money. Now let me introduce to you the "grand occasion" of our family during the Chinese New Year.
On New Year’s Eve, my parents and I came to my grandma’s house early. As soon as I arrived at my grandma's house, I went to the kitchen to see what was delicious. Wow, the kitchen panel is full of delicious dishes, including my favorite scallops, kidneys, chicken, duck, fish, snow peas...it's so rich! When I saw the green vegetables, a strange idea came to my mind, and I said, "Grandma, let me fry today's green vegetables and some simple vegetables!" "Okay, can you do that?" "Of course!" I said Said with confidence. Sure enough, in less than five minutes, a plate of green vegetables was ready. While eating, everyone praised my cooking skills!
After dinner, it’s time to watch the Spring Festival Gala! We watched the wonderful Spring Festival Gala on the sofa, laughed at some wonderful sketches, and were fascinated by other wonderful programs. After a program ends, the people on the sofa will always burst into thunderous applause. When they encounter familiar old songs, everyone will hum along with the melody. This big family looks very warm!
At 12 o'clock, we went downstairs to play the loud "opening gun", which symbolized a prosperous and prosperous opening in the coming year! After setting off the firecrackers, the most important festival of the New Year is over. The new year is waiting for us! 300-word composition for fourth grade students Part 8
The bell of the end of summer rang, awakening the autumn wind. The autumn wind rolled in the fields, turning the ears of rice yellow, turning the sorghum red, and then rolled around the corns, inserting red tassels on each corn. Farmers moved bags of ripe grain home.
The autumn wind is like a naughty child, playing in the fruit-scented orchard from the fields. The autumn wind fluttered on the fruits, spinning around them like magic, and the apples and grapes put on beautiful clothes; the autumn wind flew around the orange and orange brothers several times, dressing them in golden yellow coat.
The autumn wind drifted to the chrysanthemums that had not yet bloomed. I sang and danced on the chrysanthemums, and the chrysanthemums bloomed wonderfully, colorful, just like what Du Xunhe wrote "The rain is even and the purple chrysanthemums are blooming." Color, the sound of red banana leaves played by the wind."
Not only are chrysanthemums beautiful, but osmanthus flowers are also small and exquisite, in yellow, white, and orange... The most charming thing is not their beauty, but their fragrance, which is so fragrant that you can smell it in the poem "Guiziyue" In the middle of the fall, the fragrance of the sky is floating outside!" Ah!
Autumn is a poem, autumn is a painting, let us be thoughtful people in life in this beautiful autumn! 300-word composition for fourth grade students Part 9
Speaking of old photos, I have many, and many of them record the happy past of my childhood. But there is one exception, which makes me feel very heavy every time I see it.
This photo is a real scene taken by a reporter at Shanghai South Railway Station on August 28, 1937. On this morning, three-year-old Mingming took the train back to his hometown with his parents. Suddenly, there was a "buzzing" sound of enemy planes in the air. Before people could wake up, the Japanese invaders dropped bombs one after another. Suddenly, smoke filled the train station and the house collapsed. Dad quickly picked up Mingming and ran to a safe place, followed by his mother. But the vicious Japanese did not let them go. Soon, a bomb fell in front of Dad.
"Run, kid!" Dad pushed Xiao Mingming away, and with a "boom", both his parents fell down. Only three-year-old Mingming survived. He cried for his parents, but there was no response. From then on, Xiao Mingming became an orphan.
Aren’t the orphans and ruins in front of us the heinous crime committed by the Japanese invaders? This old photo has left eternal trauma in the hearts of the Chinese people. The heinous crimes of Japan's invasion of China are deeply remembered by us.
We must study hard and contribute to the strength of the motherland so that historical tragedies will never happen again. 300-word composition for fourth grade students, Part 10
Last Saturday, brother Ning Rui from our tutoring department gave me a chicken. The chick is so fluffy and so cute. I put it in the palm of my hand, for fear of squeezing it and hurting it.
As soon as I entered the house, I couldn't wait to find the ingredients to make a warm "home" for the chickens. It happened that we were going back to our hometown to visit the grave during the Qingming Festival, and I couldn't bear to leave the chick at home alone. No one would play with it, and it would get lonely. What if it's hungry? So, I didn’t hesitate to bring it along with the food. I accompanied it along the way, but the chick didn't eat or drink. I was very surprised, why didn't it eat or drink? After thinking about it, I still couldn't figure it out. I asked my parents and they didn't know either. When we returned to our hometown village, the chicken was very cold and shivering a little. We put it in the warm ashes of the stove, but when we woke up the next morning, the chicken was dead. I was puzzled.
I am very sad! I searched online and looked it up, and it turned out that chicks must live at a temperature of about 30 degrees Celsius to survive. oh! It turned out that the chicken was frozen.
Although the chicken died, I learned new knowledge. It seems that there are more things in life waiting for us to explore and learn.