My fourth grade composition article 1 This boy, with big eyes, high nose, short black hair, is tall and burly. Who is this? This is me, Xu Baolin.
I like reading all kinds of books, such as Ci Hai, Harry Potter, Mysterious Island, Five Thousand Years on Earth and so on. As long as I have time, I will indulge in the world of books, forget to eat and sleep, forget to practice the piano, and wake up from my dreams, reluctantly put down my books and do what I should do.
I also love to talk, and I am a "king of nonsense". As long as I have a rest time, I like to discuss with my classmates all over the world, such as why Germany didn't pursue the British-French allied fleet during the Dunkirk retreat, why the British government thought that Krippahl poisoning was caused by Russia, and so on, and it is lengthy and repetitive. One sentence from others becomes ten sentences for me, because I'm afraid others won't understand. In the eyes of teachers, this is called "one question and ten answers"; In the eyes of my classmates, I am the "king of nonsense"! Once, my deskmate Xu Haoran asked me a math problem. I patiently explained to him, for fear that he didn't understand, and gave examples for more than five minutes. He grabbed the test paper from me impatiently and said, "I see!" " But you talk too much! "I had to wry smile.
This is me, a different me.
I have four goldfish in my family. They are all red and lovely. The bulging eyes are like small light bulbs, and the tail is like a beautiful flared skirt.
One thing I do when I come home from school at noon every day is to feed the little goldfish. When I was feeding, I said, "Little goldfish, let's eat! Little goldfish seemed to understand what I said and swam to me one after another. I sprinkled fish food on the water bit by bit, and the little goldfish ate it bit by bit. While eating, they naughtily spat blisters.
When they are full of food and drink, they swim freely in the water Sometimes when I touch the edge of the fish tank, they swim behind the daffodils and hide. It's clever. After a while, they leaned out their heads to see if the danger had passed. Then I took my hand away, and the lovely little goldfish swam out boldly and confidently.
Once, one of the little goldfish saw me and swam behind the daffodils to hide, then swam out and swam in again. It is! Play hide-and-seek with me!
What a lovely little goldfish I really love them!
I have a good classmate who loves to wear a ponytail. She walked like a happy bird, and her bright eyes were embedded in her rose-like face, flashing like two bright pearls. Her name is Hu.
What I admire most about her is her study. She is excellent in English, mathematics, composition and so on. For example, reading aloud-Chinese class, the teacher asked her to read the text. Hu stood up and recited in cadence, with a beautiful tone and a beautiful expression. Every time he finishes reading, we will give him warm applause.
She is very studious. One day, after the activity class, we went to play with Hu. While doing her homework, she refused. She wanted to do it well before playing. I saw her with a pen and a notebook in one hand. She worked hard for a while, and there seemed to be a steady stream of water coming out of her pen; For a while, I bowed my head and meditated, as if looking for some way; Looking through the textbook for a while, it seems that the chicken is looking for food; After a while, I read aloud and read the questions carefully. I appreciate this concentration.
Article 4 of my fourth grade composition remembers that I have always had problems with my mother since I was in junior high school. She said east. I insist on the west. It seems that because of this, an insurmountable generation gap has gradually formed between us.
Finally, I carefully tried to glue this crack with understanding.
At the end of last year, my brother and sister-in-law went home, and the family was happy. Mom and dad also smiled from ear to ear. Holding my brother's sister-in-law's hand, I went over and said that I was engaged in 65438+ 10.
But happiness won't last long. There is no such thing at home anymore.
Yongjia's sister-in-law seems not used to eating our food at all. At first, I will come out for a few bites in the first few days. But in the last two months, I called her and she didn't come down. Locked himself in his room all day. Mom is also a black face to all this. After the eldest sister-in-law left, I heard from my father that she didn't dislike the food here, but fell out with her mother because of a small matter. After that, I didn't want to talk to my mother. Knowing all this, I looked at my mother sympathetically. Suddenly I realized that there was nothing I could do.
Later, my mother couldn't help it. I want to break the love between brother and sister since high school. This is the end of everything. But that always clever brother took his sister-in-law to Shanghai. I remember that night I stood outside the door and looked at my mother. Mom is crying. Under the white light, her convulsive body shook with her hair. I see it. I see a lot of white hair. At that moment, I hated myself for not growing up and not being able to protect my mother.
My brother left and my mother was admitted to the hospital because of something. I called my brother countless times and sent countless short messages, but he was still indifferent and never called to ask after my mother's health.
I gave a wry smile. If it doesn't matter, don't care anymore. When my mother was in hospital, she often took my hand and said, if you are like your brother. I have been so timid all my life, so timid. The last time I heard this, I cried. No, mom. I won't. When I grow up, I will protect you and won't do these things. I wiped away my tears and held my eyes down, trying not to let them fall again. I want to be more sensible, just want my mother to know that I will grow up. When I grow up, I will protect her with my brother's share.
So, with this desire. I will grow up well, I must grow up well.
I am a student about to go to high school. I haven't worried my family for a long time, because I was a very naughty student since I was a child. Talking to others and contradicting the teacher in primary school. Parents always go to school with a sense of loss, and finally leave school in a rage. Seeing my parents coming out of school, I know I had a painful meal at home today. I always want to study hard and support my family, but I always pay lip service to it. When it comes to practical action, I am useless. Now my parents have made great efforts to send me to Yanjin No.1 Middle School. High school wants to change their destiny, but they don't have much confidence in themselves. I'm afraid I can only talk about it, but when it comes to practical actions, I'm really sorry. Because my family is not rich, my parents are farmers, but for me, my parents gave me a year's hard-earned money to pay my tuition. If I don't study hard, I really feel sorry for my conscience. I must work hard and study hard in high school. No matter how much I have studied before, I can't live up to my parents' expectations from now on.
My fourth grade composition article 5 There are many festivals, big and small, in the world. If I am allowed to design a festival according to my own wishes, then I will design a makeup festival.
Some people may ask, why should we design such a festival? "Because some people make people laugh, there are always a few people who are unhappy. Why can't there be a festival where everyone is happy? So I came up with such a festival.
During the makeup festival, adults and children can draw something on their faces, or wear a mask, and then compare who looks best. Very interesting. You can also play with your good friends and perform a play to see who plays the most interesting play, which can make everyone happy. We can also choose, cold noodle pie, cold noodle pie can also watch the play with a smile and go out with a smile. The last few people who were not eliminated were really cold-faced pies. ...
I want to design this interesting festival in the Spring Festival, so please don't be surprised when you see someone putting on makeup in the Spring Festival, because this day is a makeup festival! Do you know why I designed it at this time? Because the Spring Festival is festive, wouldn't it be better to be a little more festive? I think it might make people happier if a little joy was added at that time.
This is a festival that I designed according to my own wishes. Do you like it? Isn't it interesting?
Who is the person I admire? You may not believe it. He is my father.
My father is just an ordinary township cadre with low income and low position. Up to now, our family still lives a relatively poor life. But dad was satisfied. Other colleagues have lived in luxury houses, and some have bought cars. Mom always said that he was "not sensible", but dad didn't seem to hear him. He still went to his class happily, making his mother shake her head.
Dad has one of his biggest hobbies in his spare time-calligraphy. In his spare time, he always spreads some rice paper on the table and practices calligraphy. It is said that this is his hobby when he was a student!
In recent days, he bought some stones and a meat cleaver. My mother and I both asked him curiously what he was doing. It turns out that dad is going to learn seal cutting!
I saw him holding a stone in his left hand and a meat cleaver in his right hand, carving it carefully and seriously. My father's forehead oozed thick sweat, and my mother leaned down and said, "How is it more difficult than us women to embroider?" After listening to this sentence, I was really moved: Dad is such a careless person at ordinary times, how can he calm down and carve it with a knife? I couldn't help but go to my father and take a closer look. I saw the stone powder rustling down. Dad picked up the old toothbrush and brushed it off skillfully, and then carved it slowly ... more than an hour passed, and a bare stone "changed" into a beautiful seal in his hand! Dad wiped the seal on the inkpad, and then covered the paper with even force. "How beautiful!" I blurted it out. "Yes, it's really well carved!" The mother who watched from the sidelines also praised. Dad smiled modestly and said, "Actually, the carving is not good. I want to carve it again! " "I didn't expect dad's requirements to be so high!
Yes, maybe my father won't make money, but his tireless and persistent spirit is always worth learning. Therefore, he is the person I admire.
Article 7 of my fourth grade composition I am no longer the girl who holds readers all day, but a girl who looks for prose in the book city all day. Those fascinating stories no longer seem to have great temptation to me. Instead, I have been reading frequently selected works that have not been moved before. Elegant and unique words, beautiful and refined sentences and thought-provoking philosophy immerse me in the leisure of literature.
I seem to have become more conscious in my study. Once upon a time, the girl who was nagged by her mother to "study hard and focus on it" disappeared. There is a lot of homework waiting for me to finish under the lamp, and I can't "mix" any more.
Indeed, I can't be willful any more. It's time to grow up
Psychologically, there seems to be some subtle changes. Has the study pressure become greater? That's why I have conflicts with my parents again and again, and I have disputes again and again. Maybe it's time for us to communicate with our parents after we finish learning. After all, we are just children who don't understand the world.
I have grown up. It's time for me to write my life better when I grow up.