More than half of the summer vacation has passed. During this period, I experienced many pleasant things. The most unforgettable thing is that Saturday evening, the sky was overcast, and drizzle dripped on pedestrians' faces from time to time. I came back from the supermarket to help my mother shop.
Suddenly, a big truck roared by, and my heart tightened and I couldn't help but close my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I saw a domestic bird lying on the cold ground. It's so lonely and miserable. Another domestic bird flew to his companion in a hurry. After seeing his companion's appearance, he stepped back again and again, as if shouting, "Oh! Don't! Don't! How could this happen! How can this be! " It flew to its companion and slapped it hard, as if it had been calling its companion's name. Gradually, the house bird lost its strength, its flapping wings slowed down, and it was almost desperate. At this moment, it seems to understand that its companion has gone, left it forever and fell asleep forever. It had to leave its companion slowly, took a few steps, but looked back again. Eyes are very complicated: pity, sympathy, sadness, reluctance, despair, resentment ... Finally, it reluctantly left. Seeing such a touching scene, I am very sighed, and I can't help thinking that animals are so attached to their families, let alone humans.
We should be kind to our relatives, friends and all the lives closely related to us, so that we can live in harmony on this beautiful planet and our world will be more harmonious and beautiful.
Last week, our favorite Children's Day came.
The first activity is a charity sale, with the theme of caring for poor rural students and offering love at the flea market. The charity sale has begun. I walked happily to a class and chose a toy. Suddenly, my eyes stopped on a toy and looked at it again and again. Then I asked the salesman, "How much is this toy?" "Fifteen dollars," said the salesman. "Do you want ten dollars?" "Not for sale." "How about eleven yuan?" , "Forget it, deal." So I gave the money to the salesman and the toy went into my pocket. A few minutes later, I took a fancy to another favorite toy. After some bargaining, I paid the money.
One interesting activity after another. The garden activities have begun. I came to Class 4 (4) with excitement and played the blind man's nose painting game. I'm nervous, but I'm confident. Self-confidence gives me a lot of courage. It's my turn to pick up the magnet, close my eyes and turn around, then put the magnet on the blackboard according to my previous memory, and open my eyes to see the magnet in the center. The teacher gave me full marks. With a happy mood, I jumped and jumped, as if drugged by excitement, and ran to another class to play another game.
In the afternoon, we also watched a performance. They gave a vivid performance, and the program was wonderful, including dancing, poetry reading and performing sketches. Several children performed a group of mice, only to see them bending, sneaking around and making squeaking noises. Suddenly, a loud noise scared them to hide in the hole, which was very realistic.
Children's Day is really fun. I must cherish what I have now. I also hope that the next Children's Day will come soon.
At night, I slammed the door and went out because of a little quarrel with my mother. I ran like hell. No matter what mom is shouting. Slowly, I stopped at an alley, wiped my tears, and gradually squatted down and leaned against the wall.
Bang! The quiet night was broken by the slam of the door, and a figure ran out, and a rickety figure shouted behind him. It's an old woman. I saw her blurred face in the light. She shouted over and over again, and her crutches kept shaking. The sad voice tore my heart to pieces.
The old woman cried herself hoarse. Standing in front of the door, silently wiping away tears. Sobs came from time to time. The dark yellow lights set off the night. The desolate scenery stung my eyes. Tears fell again. My body has been shaking. I vaguely heard my mother calling me, and I also heard my mother crying silently.
Looking at grandma's lonely figure, my heart ached violently. No, I want to go home. I don't want to worry my mother. I will be obedient and will never be willful again. I held my arms, and silent tears cooled my trembling heart. Until a beam of white light came at me, accompanied by a shout, I know, it's mom! Tears welled up in my eyes and threw myself into my mother's warm arms. Looking at her tearful face, I burst into tears.
Until now, the bleak scenery still exists in my memory. Because he made me grow up and taught me how to love.
Today, Teacher Yang left an assignment after school, that is, making windmills. Hearing this, we were all in high spirits, some jumping and some shouting. The quiet classroom was as noisy as a flea market.
I ran home as soon as school was over. After a hasty meal, I began to prepare kites. I found a pair of scissors in my mind, and then I brought some colored paper and a long straw. Finally, where did I get the tape and colored watercolor pens and thumbtacks? As soon as the preparations were finished, I couldn't wait to start. In the first part, I first made four leaves of the windmill: first, I drew two diagonal lines on the colored paper of the square, and then cut two-quarters of the square along the diagonal lines. Then select four corners from these corners at intervals and fold them to the center point respectively, and then stick them with adhesive tape. In the second part, I drew colorful flowers, plants and trees on the leaves of the windmill. In the last step, I took out the straws, passed through the center of the windmill with thumbtacks, and fixed them on the straws one by one. In this way, a very beautiful windmill is completed.
I took my windmill and ran around the yard, jumping around. Mom saw it and said; "The baby is great!" I smiled happily.
Through this incident, I understand that no matter what you do, you must think patiently and use your head to do it perfectly.
I especially don't like writing, especially in the third grade.
On one occasion, on Sunday, the teacher assigned a composition-"Fun". I am very distressed. What the teacher does is not good, but he has to write interesting things.
The next morning, I was pulled up by my mother to write a composition. I lay on my desk and thought about it. What interesting things did I do? Hey, I play every day, but I can't remember important times. I am so distressed ~ ~ I just want to "go out and play for a while first". She sneaked out, went to Ding Jing's house next door, picked her up and ran to the stream. Come to the stream, "What are you doing?" She asked me. "Come and play!"
Say that finish, we ran to the stream. We caught shrimp in the stream, and the shrimp bumped into each other in the bottle, which made us laugh. Ding Jing accidentally fell into the water. Just as we were having fun, I suddenly remembered that I had not finished my composition, so I hurried home and left Ding Jing reluctantly for no reason.
When I got home, I hurried to write my composition on the desk. Somehow, I couldn't help writing down the scene in my mind-we caught shrimp and watched it hit the bottle, and even Ding Jing fell into the stream. ...
After writing, I proudly showed my "masterpiece" to my mother, who praised me for my good writing.
The fourth grade composition 6 Yangchun March is a good time for green grass and flowers to bloom. Today, my mother and I went to the park to enjoy flowers.
As soon as I entered the park gate, I saw pots of bright flowers. From a distance, they are like open flower umbrellas. If you look carefully, you will find that each potted flower has a different shape. Look! How the flowers in this basin look like small speakers! They are playing spring songs. But the flowers in that pot are like a little skirt, with many layers of petals. These flowers are still colorful, some light pink, some rose red, some white and pink. They are all beautiful and colorful. I ran to ask my mother what kind of flower it was. My mother said, "This is a rhododendron." I was puzzled when I heard it, and I thought, huh? There is a kind of bird called cuckoo. Do azaleas have anything to do with azaleas? Why do they have the same name?
I thought about azaleas all the way. When I got home, I suddenly remembered a legend related to cuckoo. According to legend, the cuckoo was changed after the death of Du Yu, the monarch of Shu. Du Yu loves his people very much and is a very responsible and diligent king. In order not to miss the farming season, he ran around and urged them to sow quickly. Even after Du Yu became a cuckoo, he still cared about the people. In spring, he flew around and kept calling, "Hurry up and spread the grain! Fast food! " He cried blood in his mouth, and the blood dripped into the soil and blossomed red flowers all over the mountain. In memory of Du Yu, people call these flowers azaleas, also called "azaleas".
Rhododendron is not only the beauty in flowers, but also a symbol of firm belief and indomitable spirit. I like it very much.
The ancients once said, "Honesty wins ten praises, while hypocrisy attracts thousands of people." Honesty is gold, honesty is silver, honesty is the foundation of the country, and it is also the foundation of doing business and being a man. Now is an era of popular packaging, but it doesn't mean that we can lose our integrity.
I have heard such a story.
More than 2,300 years ago, Shang Yang, minister of Qin State, helped Qin Xiaogong to carry out political reform. He was worried that people would not believe that his new law could really be implemented, so he erected a piece of wood at the south gate of Xianyang and said that as long as anyone could carry it to the north gate, he would be rewarded with 50 gold. A strong man stepped forward and carried the wood to the north gate. Shang Yang immediately rewarded him with fifty gold.
Before the promulgation of the new law, Shang Yang established his image of honesty through this matter. Soon, Qin's political reform was implemented.
Honesty is not only important to a person, but also the foundation for the survival and development of an enterprise, a nation and a country. If a person has no integrity, then no one will believe him.
Honesty and trustworthiness are good qualities that everyone should have. An honest and trustworthy person is bound to be respected and trusted by people, and vice versa. If everyone stresses honesty, our society will become more harmonious and beautiful.
I am willing to be an honest person, and I am willing to be honest with you all my life!
Everyone has his own ideal. Some people want to be a dancer, some want to be a doctor, some want to be a policeman, but I want to be an excellent scientist.
If I were a scientist, I would invent a general-purpose car. This car has many special functions. It can automatically detect whether the driver has drunk, and if so, it will automatically stop driving. It will test whether the driver is tired and remind the driver and friends to pull over and rest. It will also remind drivers and friends not to run red lights and control the speed. Most importantly, when a car is about to collide with another car, it will automatically deviate to avoid traffic accidents. Universal automobile has many functions, energy saving and environmental protection, and does not pollute the environment. There are countless advantages. How's it going? My universal car is not bad!
If I were a scientist, I would invent the most advanced detector in the world. As the name implies, it has only one function, that is, it can accurately detect the changes and movements of the crust. On May 28th, 2008/0/2 o'clock in KLOC-0/4: 28, an earthquake of magnitude 8 occurred in Wenchuan County, Sichuan Province. How many people lost their lives in the magnitude 0 earthquake? If there is this detector, people there can move safely, so many people will not lose their lives.
If I were a scientist, I would also invent an advanced smoker. The smoke emitted by many factories will pollute the environment and be harmful to human beings. As long as the smoker is placed on the chimney, the treated flue gas can meet the emission standard and will not pollute the environment.
If I were a scientist, I would like to invent more things that can benefit mankind and make more contributions to everyone. Therefore, I want to study harder and learn more knowledge to fulfill my dream.
June is like fire, full of songs, children's hope and a sea of joy. To celebrate Children's Day, my parents took my sister and me to Baotou Paradise. How happy we are!
As soon as I entered the gate, the first thing I saw was the big Ferris wheel turntable. The playground here is a world where children play. There are exciting rapids and mazes ... we are all dizzy and don't know what to play.
My sister and I chose bumper cars first, and we were divided into two groups: father and sister, mother and me. It's so crowded here! After our patient waiting, it was finally our turn. We got on the bus and fastened our seat belts. The game finally started. I stepped on the accelerator with my left foot and held the steering wheel tightly with both hands. My mother gave me instructions. We're like drunk. You touch me, I touch you, seize the opportunity, I hit my dad twice. Time soon arrived, and I reluctantly got off the bus. I think bumper cars are good because I can practice my driving skills well.
We finished the merry-go-round, but this has been modified. The game has begun. I am like a bird flying freely in mid-air. At that moment, I felt extremely happy.
We also played thrilling roller coasters and bungee jumping.
Ah! What a happy June 1st!
Fourth grade composition 10 "June 1" is our children's own festival. We have been looking forward to this day for a long time, because on this day, we will get the gifts we want, so we all like this festival. This year, the school also called many activities, rich and colorful!
Speaking of Hongshan primary school, this year's "June 1" Festival is more grand and interesting than previous years! First of all, let's walk into the stormy playground! Approaching the stormy playground, the first thing that catches your eye is the words "inherit the Chinese style and strive to be a good teenager" on the big screen. There are small actors on the stage and a small audience under the stage. On that day, we were all as beautiful as green angels, wearing costumes and white pantyhose. Wearing small white shoes and braids, she looks particularly cute and proud. The teacher made up the little actor, and we all smiled brightly on the stage! Finally, the wonderful performance won warm applause from the audience.
Then, let's walk into the campus hall and see the students in the charity sale! They spread old toys and books on the ground for students to choose for a charity sale, and the money from the charity sale will be donated to students in need. Let's go into the science classroom and see the students who have made it. Some of them weave flower baskets, some make sachets, and some make colored zongzi, all of which are ingenious weaving and full of happiness.
This unforgettable "June 1st" lets us write all the joys on our faces, engrave them in our hearts and leave them in beautiful memories!
Fourth grade composition 1 1 silver gray coat, three layers of big grid, have you guessed who I am? By the way, I am the refrigerator!
My parents' names are May. They put a certificate on my forehead, put on a gray iron coat and divided me into three layers: fresh-keeping room, micro-freezing room and freezing room.
First of all, there is a headlight on the road that emits white light. As soon as the door opened, the light came on automatically. Isn't it amazing? The fresh-keeping room is usually filled with vegetables, watermelons, eggs and so on. And you can also install drugs such as "Mommy Love" and "Fever Patch"! The temperature of the general fresh-keeping room is about 12 degrees Celsius.
This is my head. Come and see my "belly"-micro-freezer!
Slightly painful is that there are two drawers with a thin layer of ice on them and a layer of frost in the drawers. Because the "belly" is only six degrees Celsius, when the dragon is eight years old, it is forbidden to put things like meat and fish in it, so that it will thaw and not stink.
In summer, my "leg"-freezer is the "darling" of children. Because there is always a thick pile of ice in it, you can freeze the ice cream in it when it is cold, and take another one out when it is hot, which is delicious and cool! The host usually puts sausages and bacon in it.
My master always says that I am selfless, hardworking, like a volunteer, like a police uncle! Don't mention how proud you are when you hear this!
This is me. Do you have it at home?
I saw a bird with blue feathers fly into my grandmother's backyard. I crept up to the bird for fear of disturbing it. But this bird is very clever. When I was three or four meters away from it, it spread its wings and flew twice. I was so disappointed that I lay on the ground and looked at the sky.
At this moment, a bird flew over again and just stopped at my nose. I folded my hands with joy, trying to catch the bird. It's too late, but too soon. As soon as the bird felt me move, it flew away from the tip of my nose and landed in a clearing a few meters away. I got up and thought: you don't eat soft, I'll play hard! My cat thought about it, raised his waist, put his hands forward, bent his legs, and slammed at it. The shadow of the bird flashed before my eyes and then disappeared. I jumped up, missed the air and fell to the ground.
Just then, a flash of light flashed in my mind like a meteor: catching small animals on TV is not supported by small baskets, but by branches, scattering some foods that small animals like to eat under the baskets, and tying the branches with ropes. As soon as an animal enters the bottom of the basket, you can catch it by pulling the rope. I ran into the house, took out grandma's bamboo basket, found a long hemp rope, took some corn and ran out of the house. I broke a branch, tied it with a rope, propped up the bamboo basket, sprinkled some corn kernels under the bamboo basket, and hid in the house with hemp rope. After a while, a sparrow flew over, chattered at the corn kernels, ran there, held her head high, looked around with pearl-sized eyes, and when she saw no one, she began to eat with a big mouth. I took the opportunity to pull the rope, and the bamboo basket fell with a bang, covering the sparrow. I heard the sparrow flapping its wings in the bamboo basket, and I jumped for joy.
I got up early in the morning and began to tidy up my messy room.
While sorting out the drawers, I dug out a candle. I looked at the candle and said to myself, "What time is it now? There is such a thing." After that, I threw this poor candle into the trash can and continued to tidy up my room.
In the evening, my mother said to me while cleaning up, "I'll go out and you do your homework at home." Then I picked up my bag and went out. I was writing on my desk. Just after finishing my homework and preparing to read, the light suddenly turned off. The power is out, and I'm in a hurry. I fumbled for my flashlight in the dark room, and when I found it, I found it was dead.
Why is there no electricity in this situation? There is no hope now.
I can only sit in the dark and wait for my mother to come back. Just then, I suddenly remembered the candle I threw in the trash can, and I saw a glimmer of hope again. Then, I groped my way to the trash can in the dark, and found candles in the trash can, lighters and lighted candles. There was a red spark in front of my eyes, which brought me warmth and light. I came to my desk with a candle, but I couldn't read the book. I was lost in thought: I think even the smallest thing in the world has its greatness, such as this candle. I used to despise it, but it helped me when I was in trouble, let me see the light and feel the warmth in the dark!
I used to forget everything, but later my teacher taught me a way so that I would never forget my homework again.
Once, I walked to school in frustration, because there were Chinese and English exams today. When the flowers saw that I was unhappy, they grinned as if they were making me happy!
At 8 o'clock in the morning, we began to hand in our homework. I forgot my homework yesterday, so I have to hand in two homework today. When I opened my schoolbag, I was blinded at once. I forgot to tidy up my homework yesterday! I'm like an ant on hot bricks. I am anxious to think: I am finished. What should I do? I didn't bring my homework. The teacher will never forgive me again. You have to do your homework 80 times in 365 days. Teacher Shen knows I didn't bring my homework. What should I do if I don't swallow it?
The little Aries who made another mistake had to bow his head to find the goat teacher. He apologized to Teacher Goat: Sorry, teacher, I forgot to clean up my homework again. Instead of losing his temper, Mr. Yang stroked my head and said cheerfully, you little rabbit, come on, the teacher will teach you a method. After you finish your homework every day, you will copy down one homework and check it one by one, and then put it in your schoolbag. You just think that these assignments are monsters. You have to put them in your monster bag, okay? I was moved to tears and said to teacher Zhang, I know, thank you!
I have been using this method since then, and I will never forget anything. I thank my teacher. I finally defeated forgetfulness!
I will never forget that weekend, because I finally learned how to pack jiaozi, and I also understood a profound truth.
I remember that weekend, my grandparents were wrapping jiaozi, and I begged them to let me try it. Grandparents readily agreed. Grandma said, "Bao Jiaozi must study hard. It looks simple, but it is not easy to do. " "What's so hard about this?" I thought to myself. I hold the skin in one hand, the meat stuffing in the other, and then hold the edge of the skin, and a beautiful jiaozi is wrapped. "How simple!" I proudly said to my grandmother. The words sound just fell, only to find that wrapped Jiaozi was lying, unable to stand up. Look at grandma's bag. Everyone is holding their heads high. What's going on here? Pack another one, this jiaozi is still like a failed flower, but it can't lift its head. "No, no," I said angrily. Grandpa smiled and said, "Don't worry, practice makes perfect. If you have more bags, you will know the trick. " I began to learn from my grandmother. You can't put too much stuffing or too little stuffing. First, I squeeze the dumpling skin in the middle of the opposite side, and then squeeze both sides. Sure enough, I made a very elegant jiaozi. Grandma repeatedly said, "Yes! Not bad! " I listened more vigorously, and the beautiful "jiaozi Doll" was born from my hand.
I finally understand a truth, do things with an open mind and don't rush for success. Eating jiaozi wrapped by myself is sweeter than honey.