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Fourth grade notebook composition 300 words
In study, work and even life, everyone has been exposed to composition. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. So have you ever studied composition? The following are eight 300-word notes carefully arranged in my fourth grade composition for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

300 words 1 friend, cherish what you have!

Cherish family ties. My aging parents are still digging for a happy life for us. They gave us a lot, but we gave them very little. They should face the loess and plant not only happy fruits, but also precious family ties! People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. When you are young and happy, say to them, "I like you!" "

Cherish life. Have you ever complained about life? You will feel that your life is too ordinary, with no glory and no dreams. But have you ever seen those beggars in rags? Have you ever seen homeless street children? In fact, some happiness is around you, within reach, but for you, it has been buried by time.

Cherish youth. When I was a child, carrying a schoolbag to school was the best thing. The road of life is very long. There will be a lot of things that will overwhelm you in the future. Don't idle away your time, don't cry when you look back, don't be idle, and don't get upset when you miss life.

I want to say, cherish what you have!

Today is a beautiful day in autumn. I came to school early, because it was the first day of school, and I was very excited. I was even more ecstatic when I learned that we had a new classroom. I ran to the third floor and rushed into Class 42. Brand-new tables and chairs, white walls ...

Just as I was having a good time in the classroom, teacher Zhu, the head teacher, said to me, Zhu, take some students to the library to get new textbooks. "I think it's no problem to get a book." Without saying anything, I led the team to the library. When I first entered the library, I saw that the library was full of books. I took 100 math exercise book from Class 42, held it in my hand, and skipped to the classroom. When I got to the stairs, I was already sweating profusely, and I stopped to catch my breath. Other students are also sitting or resting in the same place. But I know that persistence can win. I picked up my math exercise book again and walked to the classroom step by step. Although I was sweating profusely, I didn't wipe my sweat, but I worked hard and finally sent my math book to the classroom. It turned out that it was not easy to borrow books from the library.

Seeing that there are many books in the classroom, I know that the new semester has added new learning content, so the burden on my shoulders will become heavier and heavier, but I will study hard, master more knowledge and make progress step by step.

In this colorful world, many things happen every day: some are like passing clouds, which are soon forgotten; Some will be deeply imprinted in my mind, lingering; Some are of no help to us, ordinary; Some of them have given us great enlightenment.

One day, my mother took me to the stationery store to buy stationery. The waiter gave us a small ticket when we checked out. I looked and found nothing, so I went home with my mother. When I got home, my mother looked at the receipt again and suddenly found something wrong. We bought three pens, and the waiter worked out the price of two pens. My mother asked me to change the two dollars I received less, and I disdained to say, Oh, it's no big deal. Nobody can find two dollars. Mother said calmly, son, although it's only two yuan, the waiter won't realize his mistake if you don't refund it. Finally, the accumulation of small mistakes will eventually lead to big mistakes. Reluctantly, I went to the stationery store by bike. When I returned the money to the waiter, he not only thanked me, but also sent me away. When I went back, I thought: The waiter must have driven me away because I exposed him to myself and made him look stupid. However, he is not so rude.

Through this incident, I understand a truth: in life, each of us should be careful at all times, otherwise we will make a fool of ourselves in public. And we should be polite, and don't say things we shouldn't do when we shouldn't.

On a Sunday morning, my mother and I went shopping. On the way, I saw an uncle eating bananas and throwing banana skins on the ground. I ran to him and said loudly, "Uncle, you can't leave the garbage here. You should put it in the trash can." My uncle shouted at me fiercely, "What do children know? Mind your own business and get out of the way! "

At this time, an aunt cleaner came over and said politely to the uncle, "Please don't litter." . Uncle casually said, "I threw it away." What can you do to me? " You are a cleaner, you should sweep it away, or the country will leave you idle! Aunt blushed angrily and shouted angrily at uncle: "If everyone destroys the environment like you and kills our cleaners, this garbage can't be cleaned. There is dirty and smelly rubbish everywhere. Would you like to stay in such an environment? " .

Hearing uncle's silence, he leaned down and picked up the banana peel and threw it into the dustbin, and ran away despondently. I want to say: "everyone is responsible for environmental protection. Please don't litter, let's live happily in a cheerful green environment. "

On a normal weekend, everyone is happy, but this weekend is a bad day. After coming back from Cambridge English, my friends and I played in the fitness square, and something unexpected happened.

This time we played a "challenge" on the concrete platform, and the result was a mess. We came to the ladder again, and I rushed up first. As a result, my hand fell off without grasping it. Fortunately, my hands are not heavy. I had a rest and was going to do it again. I looked up at the tall ladder and jumped up. I caught the fifth frame, but I don't know what happened. I dropped my hand. This time, my elbow was propped up and I felt a pain. I think my arm is broken.

I endured the severe pain and sat on the nearby water pipe. I rolled up my sleeves and vaguely saw that my arm was red and swollen. At this time, Ma Haoyuan's father came, and his uncle asked Ma Haoyuan, "What happened to him?" Ma Haoyuan said, "He fell." My uncle asked me, "It doesn't matter." I said, "I don't know." My uncle saw me in great pain, so he called my father. Soon my father came and took me home in a hurry. My mother was about to go downstairs when she heard my crying. We hurried to Pucheng Trauma Hospital. I went to the hospital to take a film, and the doctor saw the film and found that my arm was broken. The doctor immediately put a plaster on me, and my arm recovered.

This incident was caused by my naughty, so I must pay attention to safety when playing in the future. This weekend left me a great lesson, which I will never forget. It was also an unfortunate weekend.

Childhood is colorful, like beautiful seashells by the sea, carefree, like dolls playing all day, pure and sweet, like clear springs in a mountain stream. I remember that one of the most interesting things in my childhood was "drawing a turtle in Long Bian". Although you've heard of gilding the lily, you haven't heard of Long Bian Tortoise, because it's my original work.

Things should start with the art class of the third semester. That day, the teacher asked me to draw dinosaurs. I have always liked art, but painting dinosaurs is the last thing I can do. Isn't it nice to draw cars, flowers and buildings? I thought: what should I do! What kind of dinosaur should I draw? Father dinosaur or mother dinosaur? Babies are easy to draw! If only the teacher didn't ask to draw dinosaur eggs! It's too difficult! I'm anxious. Think again: if you enlarge the tortoise by 100 times, it will be a veritable tortoise dragon.

I drew a dinosaur like a turtle. Soon, my turtle dragon was finished. At first glance, something seems to be missing. I drew some trees and grass beside it. After painting, I handed in my homework happily. The teacher said I had imagination and gave me an A+. What a surprise, haha!

This is the experience of drawing a tortoise in Long Bian. Although it is not very beautiful, it is still beside the point, but as long as you do it with your heart, there will always be unexpected gains, don't you think? Haha, what a stupid art class. I still find it funny.

Childhood is like a beach with colorful shells; Childhood is like a colorful painting; Childhood is like a ship, carrying happiness and happiness. Every time I think about it, I can't help laughing.

I remember that day, when I came together in the morning, I felt my pants wet. I touched them with my hand and shouted, "Oh, no!" The sound woke up my sleeping brother. He said, "What are you crying for in the morning?" ""I wet the bed! " I said with a red face. The younger brother also shouted, "Why are my pants wet? "That's strange. What the hell is going on? Do two people wet the bed at the same time? Who the hell wet the bed? My brother and I looked at each other. The two of us quickly went upstairs to change our pants. We tried the case like judges. The younger brother said, "I'm sure I didn't pee." I was even more anxious and said, "I'm so old, it's even more impossible to wet the bed? "In this way, we have no reason to fight. Suddenly I had a brainwave and said, "In that case, why not open the quilt and have a look?"? "We lifted the quilt, turned out to be my brother wet the bed. Because I got too close, my pants were pulled and the truth came out. We both burst out laughing.

This is the fun of my childhood. It is because of these interesting stories about childhood that we can continue to grow.

It's so hot that we live in the stove every day. My mother took me to Chengdu to learn breaststroke. The coach is a college student, and he is a good swimmer. National second-class swimming coach.

I go there every day. On the first day, the coach gave me two things necessary for swimming. One is a backpack, floating on my back, and the other is triangular foam. Swimming is the "propeller" that I grasp with my hands. The coach taught me leg movements first. One is somersault: knees bent and toes hooked. One is kicking: kicking the feet outward, closing the feet quickly and stretching the toes. Fold, kick, flip, kick ... I practiced repeatedly, and after a while, my posture has reached the most standard. When the coach saw it, he praised me straight: "Good, good, good!" My heart is full of joy. Under the direction of the coach, I went into the water, somersaulted in the water and kicked my legs. I pedaled very well and soon pedaled back and forth several times. The coach has always praised me for learning fast. Then, the coach taught me the next trick: breathing. Grasp the shore with both hands, sink your body and head into the water, hold your breath for a second or two, then rub your head up and take a deep breath quickly, and then do the action you just did ... After a while, I did very well. Finally, the coach told me to breathe when swimming. When I kick, I bury my head in the water and spit bubbles for a second or two. I slowly flip, look up, take a deep breath, and continue to bury my head ... I am a good swimmer. On the first day, the coach praised me all the time. I'm a little embarrassed.