Love Composition for Grade Four1March 5th is Learning Lei Feng Day, and Teacher Shen will take all our reporters from Grade Four to Qianping bazaar.
At about one o'clock in the afternoon, I led the reporter from our class to the school playground. After a while, we set off.
After arriving at Bubugao Qianping, we immediately chose the cleanest and empty place to spread the newspaper and put the charity sale items on the paved newspaper. I was so excited that I couldn't wait to start selling loudly: "Don't miss it when passing by. Today is Lei Feng Day. Buying our things is equivalent to offering a love! " After a while, many people were attracted by us. My first customer was an aunt in a blue down jacket. "Excuse me, aunt, what do you want to buy?" I asked, "Do you have a magazine?" "Yes!" I shouted back, "good! I'll take five! " I quickly handed my aunt five magazines, and my aunt took them and left happily. The second customer is an uncle in a black coat. He picked up the magazine and flipped through it with interest. He asked, "How much is this magazine?" ? I want to buy more copies. ""two yuan a book, here, your five books! " I replied. After receiving the magazine, the second customer left with satisfaction. I jumped three feet for joy. Not to be outdone, the small reporters in other classes kept selling around. People coming and going keep coming to us, some stop to watch, some stop to communicate with us, it's really lively! After more than an hour, most of the stacked items were sold out. We donated all the proceeds from the charity sale to those in need.
Today, we all gave our love and became Lei Feng. I hope everyone will act and be a living Lei Feng.
On April 4th, I got out of the warm bed very early, because it was the day to donate books to Dizangsi Primary School in Yixian and build a "Love Library" there.
Facing the warm spring breeze, we came to the front of the Small Journalists Association, and I embarked on a journey to the Dizang Temple Primary School in Yixian with curiosity. When we arrive at our destination, the first thing we have to do is to donate the books we brought to them. We brought more than 400 books, which were donated voluntarily by young journalists and donated by the city library. We pass on our love to them and look into their eyes eager for knowledge. I hope these books can let them know more knowledge and bring them more fun!
After the interactive game, we went to the classmate's house of Dizangsi Primary School as a guest. His home is ordinary, but clean. He has three puppies with white hair and small ears, which are not as big as my palm. How cute!
His parents treated us warmly and fried melon seeds for us in a cauldron. After leaving his home, we went climbing again. Panting, I climbed to the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. I really felt that other mountains were dwarfed under the sky. !
We made more new friends here, and we brought happiness to each other. I hope they can roam freely in the ocean of knowledge, and our love will always be with you!
We will continue to pass on our love!
Love can make everything in the world better. ...
Love can make everything in the world better! However, what I saw and heard today made me feel at a loss.
Today is the weekend, and I came to Aunt May Day's house to spend the day there. As soon as I got there, I rubbed my cousin and took me shopping.
When I got to the street, I saw people and cars in the street. The two sides are also "a hundred schools of thought contend." This is a monopoly of glasses and that is a monopoly of mobile phones. On the left is the clothing city, and on the right is the big supermarket ... It's really dazzling.
Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in front of us and scared us. When I looked intently, it turned out to be a beggar. Untouched [Note: unkempt hair and dirty face. In the past, the poor were described as living in poor conditions. It also means that it has not been modified. ], dressed in thin and dirty clothes, carrying a gray bag in his left hand and a worn-out porcelain jar in his right hand, containing several dimes. He bowed to us, his hand was shaking, and he kept saying something in his mouth, as if to say hello. I grabbed some coins from my pocket and tried to put them in his porcelain jar, but my cousin stopped me.
"You see how pathetic he is, brother. Why are you so unsympathetic?"
"Is he poor? I'm afraid your life is not as good as his. "
After my cousin finished, he dragged me mysteriously, hiding in a shop first, and then secretly following the beggar. I was a little confused, but I followed it curiously. There is nothing strange about this man along the way, except that he keeps repeating his actions. Fortunately, he is also loved by many people.
The sun sets in the west, and the weather is getting dark. Suddenly, he walked into the Zijin Five Saints. After a while, he came out again. I opened my eyes wide. He is all famous brands, which can be said to be a complete transformation, and he walked into the good steakhouse opposite. My curiosity drove me to catch up and have a look. Beggars eat steak with many young people. They talked and laughed, as if discussing who gained more today. After eating the steak, I grabbed a handful of change from my pocket, paid it to the cashier, and then drove away into the crowd.
I just stood there.
How did this happen? I tightly hold the coin that has been soaked by sweat in my hand, and I can't help asking myself: Is love really cautious?
In the morning, Xiaohong's family received a newspaper. Xiaohong picked it up and looked at it. He saw four big words written on it: children who are out of school. Xiaohong thought, "all the children in our city are at school, except Xiaoming, who is a dropout in the newspaper." By the way, I still have some money in my piggy bank. I'd better give it to Xiaoming! "
So Xiaohong smashed the piggy bank, counted the money in it and said, "This trouble. What if I didn't bring so many coins? " Xiaohong had a brainwave and thought of a good idea. She exchanged coins for paper money from her mother. She put the money in a box and found Xiao Ming according to his home address written in the newspaper. Xiaohong said, "Hello, Xiaoming, I'm Xiaohong." Xiao Ming said, "Hello, Xiaohong." Xiaohong said, "I'm here to help you. I read about you in the newspaper. I hope you can go to school as soon as possible. " Say that finish, Xiaohong gave Xiao Ming the box in his hand. Xiao Ming said excitedly, "Thank you, Xiaohong. After a while, Xiao Ming scraped together enough tuition and began to go to school.
This story tells us to help people around us and be a caring person.
Tick-tock, tick-tock ... The alarm clock on the table went off. I looked up at the clock. It is already seven o'clock sharp. Looking up at the dark sky through the glass window, a bright moon has hung in the night sky. But I can't see my mother. My mother always works overtime until late before dragging her tired body home.
March 8th Women's Day is coming. I want my mother who has worked hard for me all day to have a rest and let her feel my love.
What gift should I give my mother? I can't cook! Making tea? It's that simple! Buy gifts? Old-fashioned ... what for mom? Yes, I gave my strength and gave my mother a back massage!
Just then, my mother went home. After dinner, I pulled my mother into a chair and sat down. My mother was puzzled and frowned and asked, "Binbin, what are you doing?" Why is it so mysterious? " "Never mind, just close your eyes and enjoy it!" Mother closed her eyes gently. So, I put my hand into a fist and gently beat my mother's back. I saw many spots and stains on my mother's clothes. I didn't expect that my mother worked in the dark every morning and never complained about being tired. Who is she for? For who? Just for the money? Of course not! Mom did this for me, for me! I almost burst into tears, but I didn't feel my nose sour. Mother seemed to notice something and asked, "What's the matter with you?" ......
A few days ago, our school held an activity, mainly to donate money and love to the children in the disaster area. As the saying goes, "If one side is in trouble, all sides will support it", and the students are very enthusiastic about donating money.
I clearly remember that the second day after the teacher announced this, the students came to school early in the morning, quickly took out their usual pocket money from their schoolbags and lined up first, and the team immediately became a "long queue". The monitor is too busy, one yuan, two yuan, five yuan, ten yuan … because all the students want to dedicate their love to the students in the disaster area.
Finally, the teacher read the donation list, and our class donated more than 300 yuan in a short time. The students all said that they would let their parents donate in the afternoon. Do you know that?/You know what? This money is all students' pocket money. Wu Lingjie donated all the money for breakfast. Liu Xiangyang's classmates donated the most. He should empty his piggy bank. He grabbed it and couldn't take it. Looking at his eagerness, teachers and classmates are not only happy, but also proud of him!
According to the teacher, children in other classes also donated pocket money, and our school donated a lot. I am really proud that all our children have a love!
I can't help thinking that not only the children in Class 4 1 have love, but also the children in our school have love. We are all the best! The children in the disaster area, us in the distance, and your peers are all blessing you now!
I think the children in the disaster area will cherish this all of my heart even more if they know that their peers are cheering for them and blessing them, because it is full of deep love from our peers!
After this incident, I think the children in our class are more sensible. Maybe they all know that our life is much happier than the children in the disaster area. We should cherish this life more.
Let all of us who give love cheer!
Today is Saturday. Most people may think that this day is an ordinary day, but our students in Meiwan Primary School don't think so, because the school will hold a "charity sale" at the gate of the State Taxation Bureau on this day, and all the money from the charity sale will be donated to the elderly who are in trouble and need help.
At 8: 30 in the morning, it's still raining in Mao Mao, but it still can't stop our determination to offer love. My mother and I hurried to the IRS under an umbrella. Soon, we came to the door of the IRS.
How lively it is! I saw blue and orange tents standing neatly on both sides of the road, like two long queues. Students are scrambling to sell and choose the charity items they want to buy or sell. The display stands under each tent were packed. This is really a sea of people, like a market.
"Mom, I saw our class tent" I shouted. Wow! There are many familiar faces here, such as Ou, Zheng Zengjie, Hu, Lan Xinyu ... They are all "caring little sellers" today, and they are enthusiastically selling to passing classmates and parents!
It is my bounden duty to offer love and support the charity sale in our class! Without saying anything, I picked them up and put them on the table. There are many items in the charity sale, including toys, stationery, books ... Haha, cupcakes, fried ribs and even snacks! I looked at the toys first, but I didn't find my favorite model. I rummaged through the pile of books again, but there were no books I liked. When I was worried, I suddenly looked up and saw the European jungle. Ou Jungle seemed to understand my meaning at once, and immediately found Doraemon in the schoolbag and handed it to me. The price is only one yuan! I jumped for joy. Next to the careful mother and help me choose two "Idiom Illustration" 2 yuan, * * * 5 yuan. How cheap! I gave the 5 yuan money prepared in advance to Ou Jungle, and my heart was full of joy.
Looking at the fiery charity sale, I can't help thinking: sometimes, for me, it's just a small thing that can benefit people in need. Why not? This is the truth of "give a rose, the hand has a lingering fragrance"! Help others and be happy. In the future, I will often participate in these activities of giving love and give my love.
On Friday afternoon, our school held a "charity sale" in the fourth grade.
Two days before the activity, the teacher asked us to bring 1 to five things we love. In the meantime, I have been hesitating and unwilling to sell anything. In desperation, I took a birthday present from my mother. I am sad and happy. Sadly, this is a gift from my mother. Happily, I can use this money to help people in need.
Before the charity sale began, we acted collectively, moving desks and chairs and taking things, and worked hard. Then, we divided into groups. There are seven people in our group. I am a salesman and a recorder. My main job is to record the things sold in the group.
The market began, and the playground was crowded with people. The scene was extremely hot. In the past few markets, we paid for them ourselves, hehe ... it's finally our turn to be the boss this time!
The playground is really lively! Students try their best to attract customers everywhere. Not to be outdone, our group began to sell: "Don't miss it when you pass by, there will be no shop after this village ..."
The psychological price of my handicrafts was 30 yuan before, but it was different from what I thought when I sold them. Two sisters came over, picked up my handicrafts and studied them for a while, asking the price. I whispered, "25 yuan." They said disdainfully, "It's too expensive." I immediately replied, "Here's the 20 yuan. It's cheaper." They were still dissatisfied and said, "It's a little expensive, little brother. Can it be cheaper? " I said, "18 yuan, don't forget." It seems that they really like it. "17 yuan ok?" An elder sister asked me tentatively. I accidentally blurted out: "15 yuan." Alas, my 17 yuan was lost to 2 yuan in vain. Do you find it funny? In the following time, our group's goods stole the show and were swept away. The enthusiasm of the players is getting higher and higher, and everyone is very busy.
In the sound of bargaining, the charity sale ended. This activity is really meaningful. It not only made me show my love, but also experienced the feeling of being a small boss. It's killing two birds with one stone! Our Lele Bamboo Squadron was full of harvest, and the total income of that day was 134 1 yuan.
After returning home, I told the story of the charity sale. My parents gave me a thumbs-up and a hug. The charity sale made me understand the hard work of making money and that it is a very happy thing to give love.
My parents give me presents every Children's Day. There is everything in the gift, including toys and delicious food ... are others envious when they see it?
I thought, "Mom and Dad are so kind to me, I want to give them a present, but what should I prepare?" Well, my parents buy me food, so I cook. I can only cook egg soup.
Anyway, as long as it's food, I'll boil the pot, open the eggs, pour some salt in, and cut onions, tomatoes and potatoes. Wait a minute, pour soy sauce and sesame oil on it, and the delicious egg soup will be ready. I looked at my watch. Mom and dad will be off work soon. When mom and dad come back, I will give them a surprise.
When mom and dad came back, mom and dad smelled good. They are scented by my egg soup. "Deng Deng Deng" saw that this was egg soup. However, how does it taste? Mom and dad took a sip and said, "It smells good!" "Mom and dad said," children learn to be grateful. "
Ah, how much enjoyment this bowl of egg soup has given me!
10 At the end of 20xx, Yu led his father to the small auditorium of Times Primary School to participate in the "Red Scarf Charity Sale". This activity is to auction the outstanding works of the first school painting and calligraphy exhibition, and all the proceeds will be donated to the children in Yushu disaster area.
Han Jing just joined the Chinese Young Pioneers the day before, gloriously wearing a red scarf, and still immersed in the joy of joining the team. She really wants to contribute something to this meaningful activity. I remember that when Wenchuan and Yushu were hit by earthquakes, my father and mother both described to Han Jing the pain that the earthquake brought to the people in the disaster areas. Han Jing was deeply moved. She donated money to the children in the disaster area when she was in kindergarten, so she had been silently looking forward to this activity for a long time.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, the auction began with the lively drums. Han Jing, who has a "research" on calligraphy, has a special liking for a painting "Jing Yuan" written by his senior classmates, and his father feels the same way. The children were very excited when the works began to be auctioned. The bidding voice is getting louder and louder, the bidding records are refreshed again and again, and the charity sale becomes hot. At this point, I saw Han Jing's little face flushed bright red, holding up the auction number plate, participating in the auction round after round, chasing the price all the way to 270 yuan, but finally missed because the auction price arrived in 280 yuan. Finally, I bought the paintings of classmate Zhou and kept the works of my classmates as a souvenir. Secondly, you can hang this beautiful picture in Class One (Class Four) to decorate the classroom. At the same time, he put his love into boxing, which can be described as "killing three birds with one stone"