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Classic bedtime stories for grade four 1
Ling Lan is my sister and Ling Orange is my sister. Linglan is hardworking, but Lingju is lazy.
One day, their mother called them over and said to them, "Your door has grown up. It's time to live outside. I have some money here, I'll share it with you! "
The two sisters listened to their mother's words, took the money, and each took 100 silver to live outside.
Lingju idled around all day and soon spent 100 silver and became a beggar.
Linglan doesn't loaf around all day like Lingorange. She changed the silver of 100 into small coins of 2000, and deposited 1000. I bought a small house and opened a shop with 200 yuan.
Because Linglan is hardworking, her business is booming, and she earned 500 yuan. She changed 500 pieces of silver into small coins of 10000 and deposited 5000 yuan.
Ling Lan sold the small house and got 200 yuan. She bought a big villa with 2000 yuan and a piece of land with 500 yuan. She earns a lot of money by working hard every day! She changed the money she earned into 50 thousand yuan and became a local monopoly.
After some days, Ling Lan missed her sister Ling Orange. So, she got some servants with money and asked them to find her sister.
Finally, the servants found the orange that was half hungry. They took Ling Orange to their master's house. Ling orange looked at the big villa in surprise and thought, what does Monopoly want me to do? Do you want me to be a maid? I am so poor, how can she call me?
At this time, Linglan came out. She was distressed to see her sister black and thin. Ling Orange was pleasantly surprised to find that Monopoly was actually her sister Ling Lan.
Ling Lan took her sister to a restaurant and treated her to a delicious meal. Lingju is very satisfied with her big fish and meat. She is determined to be a diligent person.
Since then, Ling Lan and Ling Orange have become hard-working monopoly and live a happy life.
Classic bedtime stories for the fourth grade II
In the forest, there lived a beautiful and kind rabbit. His name is Xiaomi. When Xiaomi sees anyone in trouble, he will try to help. Everybody loves it.
Rabbit Xiaomi has sent letters to bear postman, sold candied haws to dogs, helped mother duck find ducklings, and helped kittens find doctors ... When she sees those lonely seeds hidden on the slate, she will also take them home and plant them in flowerpots. Gradually, rabbit Xiaomi's home has become a big garden: azaleas, morning glory, chrysanthemums, wintersweet … every season, beautiful flowers will bloom to express their gratitude to Xiaomi.
On this day, Rabbit Xiaomi found another seed. It lay alone on a big stone, groaning in pain.
"Dear Seed, would you like to go home with me?" Rabbit Xiaomi asked.
"Oh, dear Sister Rabbit, it's very kind of you to take me home!" The seed said.
Rabbit Xiaomi took the seeds home and put them on the table. There is a vase on the table with hydroponic chlorophytum inserted in it. Rabbit Xiaomi is busy preparing flowerpots. When putting soil in the flowerpot, the seed ran out of strength and jumped into the vase.
"Oh, you can't stay inside, so much water will drown you." Rabbit Xiaomi wants to fish out the seeds in the vase.
"Sister Rabbit, please let me stay in the vase. I am so thirsty that I need a friend to accompany me. " The seed said.
"Rabbit elder sister, let me accompany her. She must have been very lonely before she came here. " Chlorophytum said.
"Very good." Rabbit Xiaomi said.
Oh, the seeds are so thirsty. It "plops" to drink water. After the seeds drink enough water, gently support the roots of chlorophytum and lift the seeds out of the water.
"Sister Chlorophytum, I'll stay here with you, okay?" The seed said.
"Good, good, you are always so wet, can't sprout. You can live in my arms and absorb nutrients without being soaked. " Chlorophytum said.
In this way, the seed and chlorophytum lived together. Rabbit millet takes good care of seeds and chlorophytum to prevent them from lack of water and nutrition. It often moves them to the window sill to bask in the sun, often talks to them and tells them beautiful fairy tales.
Neither the rabbit millet nor the spider plant thought that this was really a magical seed. It took only one month from germination, leaf spreading, branch drawing, flowering and fruiting. At the beginning, that little seed grew into an orange tree, which grew in a vase and was covered with oranges like a red lantern. The smell of oranges lingers in rabbit Xiaomi's room.
Rabbit millet and chlorophytum are so happy that they never thought that with a little love, the seed would grow into a fruitful tree.
Everyone knows that the orange trees cultivated by rabbit Xiaomi have come to rabbit Xiaomi's house to see them. Everyone is full of praise for rabbit millet.
Classic bedtime story of grade four 3
This young boar is covered with sores. These sores are smelly and purulent. Worst of all, they are contagious. Friends are far away and don't play with them.
Mother wild boar is anxious to see a doctor. Dr. Hippo said: "Over three mountains, there is a magical spring. Wash the wild boar once a day, and you must wash it for three days and ten days. "
Mother wild boar set off with her little wild boar. The mountain road is steep and difficult to walk. After a while, the little wild boar couldn't walk. What shall we do? Mother wild boar still lets the young wild boar lie on his back and walk on his back.
The sun shines on the mountain road, the little wild boar is sweating, and the sweat and pus of the little wild boar are left on the wild boar mother. The wild boar mother was sweating like a pig and stayed on the mountain road "tick by tick". Mother wild boar was sweating and exhausted. It was not until the sun hid in the treetops that they saw the magical spring.
The spring water is very thin, and "Ding Ding Dong Dong" flows into a small pool. Mother wild boar put the baby wild boar in the spring water and gently washed its sores. The spring water is cool and cool, and the little wild boar is very comfortable. After a while, he snored and fell asleep. The sun is about to set, and the mother wild boar is carrying a clean little wild boar home. "Ah, mom stinks." The little wild boar covered her nose and said that his mother picked a fragrant flower by the roadside and gave it to the little wild boar to smell, and covered her back with several big leaves. The little wild boar couldn't smell his mother, so he sang "La La La". Mother wild boar is working on the mountain road. She is very happy.
Day after day, regardless of the wind and rain, regardless of the hot sun, the wild boar mother "pants" to carry the little wild boar over the mountains to wash the magical spring water. The sore of the little wild boar was also transmitted to his mother. The little wild boar gradually found that her mother was thin, old, her back was bent and her body was covered with scars. The wild boar jumped into his mother's arms. "Boo hoo …" He began to cry.
The little wild boar helped his mother wash the magical spring water. He threw his mother's cane far away. "Mom, let me be your crutch from tomorrow!" "
The little wild boar helped his mother and walked steadily on the mountain road step by step. The forest is quiet, and the silver moonlight shines on the mountain road, on the little wild boar and its mother.
Classic bedtime stories for the fourth grade
On the beautiful and mysterious bottom of the sea, there are several small and exquisite clown fish playing among the colorful anemones (kuí). A small yellow croaker saw the clown fish so happy and asked, "Hello, clown fish, what are you doing among anemones?"
A clown fish saw the yellow croaker greeting them and smiled and replied, "Hello, yellow croaker, we are playing hide-and-seek among anemones. Come and play! " "
"Good, good!" The little yellow croaker accepted the invitation, wagged his tail gently and swam into the anemone bush.
Those anemones are really beautiful. Some are like rubies, some are like emeralds, some are like flowers and some are like trees. Together, they form a huge maze.
After playing for a while, the little yellow croaker fainted unconsciously.
"He may be tired. Let's give him a rest and wake him up. " Clownfish said.
After a while, a big grouper staggered over and said, "Can I come and play?"
"Of course, the small yellow croaker is tired of playing and resting!"
As a result, the huge body of the grouper also entered this strange anemone jungle with the current.
As soon as it entered the anemone jungle, the anemone's tentacles firmly entangled it, and it could never break free.
The clown fish was surprised and said, "Grouper, what's wrong with you?"
The grouper said angrily, "You lied to the little yellow croaker?"
The clown fish looked innocent: "No, it came in willingly, just like you?"
The grouper continued to struggle and said, "What do you usually eat?"
"Eat food scraps (zhā)?"
The grouper tried to say something, but it also fainted.
Finally, our clown fish was in a hurry, so we went to our grandparents for help. Grandparents saw this situation and quickly carried the clown fish's two partners out of the anemone cluster with a big stretcher.
"Grandparents, why can't they play in the anemone jungle with us?" A clown fish asked.
"Because the anemone jungle is poisonous!" Grandma said.
"Then why aren't we poisoned?" Another clown fish asked.
"Because there is a protective film outside our bodies, they can't hurt us." Grandpa said.
"What are the food scraps we eat?" Another clown fish asked.
"Other small animals that anemones prey on! We ate what was left of them. " Grandma explained.
"Anemones are really bad guys. They not only eat other small animals, but also give us what they leave behind. " Clownfish said together.
"But anemones also protect us! If sharks come, they dare not enter the maze of anemones and attack us! " Grandparents said cheerfully.
Clown fish suddenly blindsided. How does anemone do good and bad things? However, they also understand one thing: to play with friends in the future, they must swim out of the anemone jungle, otherwise they will be hurt.
Classic bedtime story of grade four 5
The poetry recital of Forest Kingdom will be held in three days. This is a competition better than reading ability and memory. The orangutan chairman of the organizing Committee said: "We require the contestants to recite the poem 100 within three days. This is a memory contest. "
The little bamboo chicken with a flower tail and the little bullfrog with big eyes are recognized memory experts in the forest kingdom, and they are both preparing for the game seriously.
"Four-leaf clover, how can you recite these 100 lines in three days?" Both bamboo chicken and bullfrog have asked this question.
The four-leaf clover elf said: "The most important thing is to have an optimistic attitude and say to yourself: I can do it!" " "
One day passed, the little bamboo chicken recited thirty lines and the little bullfrog recited thirty lines.
Another day passed, the little bamboo chicken and the little bullfrog recited thirty lines each.
On the third morning, the four-leaf clover elf asked the cool breeze to send a message to the little bamboo chicken and the little bullfrog: "Victory always belongs to the optimist!" " "But the four-leaf clover elves still don't forget to look at the little bamboo chicken and the little bullfrog.
The four-leaf clover elf hiding in the lilacs heard the confident voice of the little bullfrog: "Great! One more day! I am sure I can recite the remaining forty lines. "
The four-leaf clover elf hiding in the dew heard the sigh of the little bamboo chicken: "alas!" There is only one day left! There are still forty lines, and I'm sure I can't finish reciting them. "
The reading time of the last day of the little bullfrog passed in optimism. Little bamboo chicken recited the time on the last day, and it passed in pessimism.
The poetry reading began. The little bullfrog recited the whole poem fluently and emotionally. Where's the bamboo chicken? There are only the last two lines left, but he can't recite them.
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