The fourth grade story composition 1 book is like a shining diamond, which contains infinite value; Books are a treasure house of knowledge, waiting for us to open it and explore the mysteries of culture.
In the past, I didn't like reading much. I can't calm down. I just read it once and glanced at it carelessly. However, from that time on, I fell in love with reading.
One weekend, there was no one at home, and my father took me to the library to read. When I first entered the library, I was dazzled and didn't know where to start. There are many books I haven't read. Because I didn't particularly like reading at that time, I just found a place, took a book from the nearest shelf and flipped through it at will. At this moment, my father's cell phone rang, and I was very happy. My father has something to do, so I can go home without reading. Just thinking about it, my father came up to me and said, "You read here and I'll go out." I said readily, "Good".
After dad left, I picked up the book just now and continued to turn it over. Suddenly, I was attracted by a passage in it and couldn't help looking down carefully. Time flies before you know it. It's time for lunch. I reluctantly put down the book. I stretched myself and looked back. I don't know when my father came back.
I left the library reluctantly.
From then on, I fell in love with reading. Books have also become my second friend.
Books are the key to the treasure house of knowledge. Let's fly freely in the sea of knowledge!
Pencils and erasers, like a bitter couple, are inseparable from each other, but they hate each other. "I tried to write the words, so you were eliminated after two or three times!" Pencils always love their own flesh and blood. "Who told you to scribble? I have to clean up your ass!" Eraser immediately refuted. "What do you mean I'm scrawled?
Every word and sentence is the master's idea. I was just unlucky enough to accept his article! "The pencil became very excited." Then I'm worse than you. At least you can be a character. I am just a cleaner. "Eraser complains that his natural fate is humble." I'm no better than you. Sometimes I write a whole page. If the owner is not satisfied, he will crush the whole manuscript paper and throw it directly into the trash can. My handwriting doesn't even have a chance to see the light of day, but it just makes my life shorter and shorter! "Pencils still have complaints." Also said! The most irritating thing is that sometimes the paper is broken when it is written and wiped. In this way, the whole manuscript paper is different. I not only shortened my life span, but also got myself dirty, unlike you. At least you can keep clean. ""What do you mean clean? I was directly guillotined. When sharpening the pencil machine, I accidentally dropped another piece! "Like the fate that most human beings think, pencils and erasers are born out of balance, and the day after tomorrow, they all feel that the oil is exhausted! Complaints about pencils and erasers seem endless, but at least we can draw a conclusion that their owners often break their hands, feet and faces. Because they have the same object of complaint, they are dragged into the distance and even forget that they once blamed each other for dragging themselves down. The owner of the pencil and eraser is a writer. He needs them to write good works, but it also means that he is burning his own life and dying day by day. So wronged. In the days of complaining, day after day, until the owner bought a computer, all complaints were unnecessary, because pencils and erasers were no longer "used". It suddenly dawned on them that it was the master who showed them the value of life, not the master who wrote his works on them. Pencils and erasers thrown directly into the trash can cast a resentful look at the computer from the trash can. They miss the days when their masters used them and dragged them down. I can burn my time and start to miss pencils and erasers.
I am a puppet and my grandfather is an old carpenter. After he finished it for me, he always felt that a serious face was missing from my face, so Grandpa added a smiling expression to my face and gave me such a nice name as "Guo Ni".
I carried the red backpack my grandfather gave me and walked excitedly in the street. At this moment, a little red fox came up to me and said affectionately, "Puppet, your red backpack is really beautiful." Let me recite it. " See if it matches my coat color. "
"ok." I lent him my backpack without hesitation. Unexpectedly, the bad fox turned around and ran away with my bag on his back. When I caught the red fox's tail panting, the bear police officer came to us and saw the little fox angrily say to the police officer, "The puppet is going to rob my bag!" " As for me, I only had a bad smile. I was so angry that Officer Xiong picked me up and threw me away.
I smiled and squatted on the side of the road with a splitting headache. At this moment, a lovely little rabbit came up to me and asked with concern, "What's the matter with you?" "I, my head hurts ..." I said with a smile.
The little rabbit showed a puzzled expression. "You don't look at all! Pain should be grinning. " After that, I left without looking back.
At this time, the old woman selling cakes came slowly and asked kindly, "Wooden doll, are you sick?"
I still smiled and said, "mother-in-law, my name is Guo Ni. Can you tell my grandfather that I have a headache? "
My mother-in-law was very angry after seeing my expression: "Alas, children nowadays are so dishonest that they can lie!" " "
At this time, I really hope I am a wooden pimple without a head! I was lying on the ground, rolling in pain.
There must be a smell of sadness in the air. Here comes the kind little witch with a blue nose. "XiaoGuoNi, I know you feel so sad that you want to cry. Don't worry, I will give you the expression of all mankind! "
I saw her put a wand on my head. "Wow-"I burst into tears. I told the little witch all my grievances and the misunderstanding between the little rabbit and the old woman. I feel much more comfortable and my head doesn't hurt, haha. I can already laugh happily!
What happened to me later? Please listen to me and tell you ...)
The Story of "I" (continued)
I bid farewell to the savior, the little witch with blue nose, singing and dancing all the way. My short mushroom head was also thrown up and down by me. Before I got home, I shouted, "Grandpa, Grandpa, I'm home!" " Grandpa looked at me in surprise when he saw my radiant face. "Guo Ni, this is really nature. You also have a human expression! This is really ... ahem, "I saw grandpa's happy beard sticking up from left to right." "Great!"
Grandpa made me a new red schoolbag, much better than the last one! Grandpa said he would send me to a good school. The headmaster is a famous "small town says it rains" in the city. Grandpa said he wanted me to know about human culture. I jumped three feet for joy! I couldn't sleep at night, so I went to see Sister Moon for a walk before I came down.
The next day, I skipped to school. "Birds lead the way and the wind blows to us." I am happy to sing and dance around. ...
"Oh dear!" I fell to the ground, fell to the ground! It's all my fault. I proudly forgot my shape. After all, I am Woodenhead, and my legs and feet are not so flexible!
"What's the matter with you?" A gentle voice came and I looked up with tears in my eyes. It is still the little rabbit.
"I went to school and accidentally fell. It hurts!" I'm really grinning with pain, and my nose is almost crooked.
"Oh, my name is Nini, and I also want to go to school. Are you okay? Let me help you walk. What's your name? " Nini Tutu smiles so sweetly and looks good. I can't even feel my leg pain.
"My name is Guo Ni. Oh, we both come from the word' you'. " I rubbed my crooked nose and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Come on, Guo Ni, I'll help you with the composition connection class!" The sweet voice rang again. I looked at Nini Rabbit gratefully and thought, "How happy I am to study with her!" " "My legs are electrified at the thought of this, hum! I don't hurt anywhere! We walked into the school gate hand in hand happily.
I spent the whole morning happily under the leadership of the headmaster of "Small Town". Nini Rabbit and I became inseparable friends. After school, we walked out of the school gate hand in hand. Just as we were talking and laughing, a red shadow "screamed" in front of my eyes.
"That's not who! That ... that ... "I stammered," Nini. Help me catch him! " I'm blushing and my neck is thick, and my eyes are burning!
"What's the matter, Ginny?" Nini was confused by me and asked anxiously.
"My red backpack ... little red fox ... he ... took it from me, ahem," I gasped. "Hurry up!" I was so anxious that I stamped my feet. Before I finished, I caught up with Hongying!
Nini's reaction is really quick. From my intermittent shouts, she has understood the general situation of the matter, and she is also coming. ...
Fox saw us chasing him, running like an arrow ... The red backpack jumped up and down behind him.
"Get him! Gasping ... Gasping ... "People on the road saw my anxious cry, and the angry expression and profuse sweat all understood what was going on, so the team that caught the red fox began to increase, and alumni Palmers, Hao Hao, Tian Tian, Sheng Sheng, Ning Ning and Charge No.1 all came to help!
Finally, under the interception of officer Xiong, the little red fox was finally captured by everyone!
"He took my red backpack!" I grabbed the little red fox's tail tightly, widened my eyes angrily and raised my eyebrows: "See how you cheat!" " "
Everyone is talking to me, denouncing the evil deeds of Little Red Fox.
This time, the little red fox has long since lost her former arrogance, drooping her head and looking depressed.
"This little fox lacks discipline and is not very sensible." At this moment, a loud voice came, "Ah!" I was surprised to find that it was the headmaster of a small town. The headmaster went on to say, "Fox, come and study in our school. As long as you study hard, you will become a lovely boy in the future! " "
After listening to the headmaster's words, everyone thought that the headmaster's words were very reasonable.
"I, I will definitely get rid of my bad habits," Little Red Fox blushed. "Sorry, puppet, I'll give you your bag!" Say that finish, eyes are red.
Nini and I were very happy when we heard what the fox said. "Then we will be good friends in the future!" "
We are a group of good partners, surrounded by the headmaster of the town, walking forward talking and laughing. ...
There are many stories in our growth, some are happy, some are sad, and some are meaningful and unforgettable. Such a story happened to me.
Once, I didn't listen carefully in math class and didn't know how to do my homework when I got home. I think, if my mother wants to check, I will play the woman and say that I have put it in my schoolbag, so I should be able to "muddle through". So I thought so, so I made up a number and wrote it down in my notebook. Mom will check her homework at night! I acted according to the original plan and said coquetry, "The book has been put in my schoolbag. Let's read it tomorrow!" " Who knows that my mother is selfless? I must check my homework today. I have no choice but to show my homework to my mother.
Mom read the area problem I did, and all four questions were wrong. She patiently told me three questions, and I understood, so she left the fourth question for me to do and went to the kitchen to cut fruit herself. I think it's almost time to put the cartoon on, so I stuffed the book into my schoolbag and sat in front of the TV and watched it with relish. I don't know when, I saw my mother walking towards me step by step with my notebook in her hand.
I saw my mother's face was red and white, and I knew it was doomed this time. Mother calmly let me lie on the bed. Unconsciously, slaps like rain. I cried in pain and kept begging for mercy. After being beaten, I looked at my mother in tears, only to find that her eyes were full of tears.
After a hard day's work, my mother has to worry about my study at night. Although I was beaten, I didn't complain at all. I picked up a pen and marked this unforgettable day on the desk calendar as a warning to remind myself not to make the same mistake again.
This is an ordinary little story when I was growing up. I believe that the students around me will also encounter such a thing, right? It has been more than half a year, but my mother and I still remember it clearly, because it was the first time that I was beaten by my mother since I was born. It is worth mentioning that it is still the "first time" until now, and I am trying to exchange it for the "last time" dream.
This is a story without war, a story without a king, a story of peaceful coexistence, but there are some hopeless villains.
One day, Mother Rabbit and Mother Cat went for coffee. The rabbit and the kitten are locked in a room. They are playing computer games. It happened that a fox came. He wants to catch the kitten and the rabbit, but there is a river around the kitten's house. The fox tried to swim over, but the current was too strong and washed the fox half to death. Help! "Cried the fox, but no one answered. At the critical moment, a lightning-like thing entangled the fox and sent him to a rock. It turned out to be a lightning snake. The fox thanked and thanked, and the lightning snake said generously, "It doesn't matter. "
After hard work, the fox finally crossed the river. A fist knocked him down when he knocked at the door. The fox jumped up again and shook his fist. The lock of the door was broken, so the children naturally opened the door. But just entering, two big handcuffs appeared from left and right, handcuffed the fox's feet, and then the ceiling cracked and a big machine fell. The fox guessed that this was the machine that entered the room. He jumped into the machine. It turned out that the fox was so angry that he kicked around. As a result, a fist several times bigger than the fox knocked the fox out of the door and hit him all the way from the forest.
"Oh, what a terrible day," said the fox.
Fourth grade story composition 6 growth story takes an inch of time. In a blink of an eye, I have unconsciously passed nearly 1 1 spring and autumn, and spent countless inches of time ... In the process of my growth, many unforgettable things happened, just like seashells by the sea. Colorful and varied, but what makes me feel the most beautiful is the bud. That's what you did in ignorance. ...
My cousin came to my house in the summer vacation of freshman year. Mom just bought a bunch of oranges. I took two big yellow oranges, one for myself and one for my sister. I said, "How delicious is it? Cousin nodded and said, "delicious but not as good as you." We all laughed. But who knows, I accidentally ate the seeds in my stomach. My cousin happened to see it. Pretending not to see it, she said solemnly, "Eat oranges instead of seeds. If you eat it, it will take root and sprout in your stomach and finally bear fruit. " I broke out in a cold sweat after listening to it. In the afternoon, I was scared at the thought that orange seeds would take root and sprout in my stomach. You will definitely want to tell your parents, but you are afraid that they will worry. My heart is restless and I can't stop beating.
At night, I finally fell asleep. But I had a strange dream. A bud has grown on my head. My classmates stopped playing with me when they saw me. My teacher hates me, and even my parents don't want me. I was very lonely ... I sat up and cried because it was so loud that my mother was awakened by me. I rushed over and asked, "What's the matter? What's wrong? " "Mom, I have a little bud on my head. You don't want me. " Mother smiled and stroked my head and said, "Silly child, where did you grow a bud?" I told my mother the truth in detail. Mother smiled and then said to me, "it takes air and soil to grow things ... is it?" ? Your sister is teasing you. You've been cheated! That's when I realized.
Experience is like a photo recording my growth. Everything in the photo is reflected in my mind and I will never forget it. Growing up is full of happiness, just like a sweet candy. Gently lick the sweetness lingering around the corners of the mouth, let us relive this beautiful happiness; Growth is full of troubles, just like a bitter cup of coffee. Savor the bitterness left in your mouth, and let's look back on this childhood together.
This is what I remember most clearly from my childhood. It is the most beautiful shell, the most dazzling star, the sweetest candy, the most beautiful photo and the sweetest coffee in my life. Growing memory is the most beautiful part of life.
This is a myth about love!
In ancient times, there were probably no humans. At that time, I was in a place called Aoai Mountain. If the eagles fly into the sky together, it will be like the end of the world, and the sky will be dark. It is conceivable that there is undoubtedly a place where the law of the jungle prevails. There is no harmony, we just kill each other to fill our stomachs!
How time flies! It's the twelfth lunar month in the cold east. This is a challenge for eagles, because it is difficult for them to find food in winter, and most eagles will starve to death. One day, an eagle named Jin was looking for food. He was about to give up when he saw something gray moving in the bushes, hehe! He realized that it was a rich and delicious meal. DD has a gray rabbit. This rabbit must be looking for food, too. The golden flash rushed past like an arrow, and the rabbit found it less than one meter away. When the golden flash caught the rabbit, the rabbit used his pedal. DD, this is the best way for rabbits to escape. Tell the rabbit to push the eagle. I saw Kim hiding on the left. Just when it took rabbits to heaven, it saw many little rabbits barking below, and then it realized that DD was their mother. It can clearly see that there are crystal tears in the eyes of mother rabbit and little rabbit. It thought: Why should the world kill each other? Why do I have to eat meat? Eat this today, and don't let others eat it in the future! How many innocent lives will be sacrificed? ……
Finally, it put the rabbit back into the bush.
A good family style is the symbol of a civilized family in China. This is the tradition of China people; Family style seems ordinary, but it directly affects how we walk the long road of life; Every family has a family style, but they all express the care and guidance of the elders to the younger generation.
I remember when I was a child, my parents taught me how to be a man. I was not very clear about these things at that time. As I grow up day by day, I am more and more sensible and understand that my parents usually educate me to be diligent and strong. Be tolerant and understanding of people, be generous, and be filial to parents and the elderly. Isn't this the simple family style of my family?
One day in summer, my neighbor and I had a water fight in the yard. We divided into two teams and had a good time, but we also used a lot of water. This is when my dad went downstairs and saw the tap ringing. I was wet as a drowned rat, so he angrily pulled me upstairs. And said to me angrily, "Have you forgotten our usual education for you?" Be diligent, don't waste, but where is your diligence today! "After I went back, I thought for half an hour, and the frugal family style was deeply engraved in my heart.
Another time, my grandparents came to our house for dinner. My mother cooked many small dishes that I like to eat. As soon as the food was served, I picked up my chopsticks and reached for my favorite dish. When my dad saw it, he immediately hit my hand and said angrily, "My grandparents haven't sat down yet, so you started to move chopsticks. How to educate you at ordinary times? You have to wait for the elders to move chopsticks before the younger generation can move chopsticks. " I had to put down chopsticks until my grandparents sat down. It's time for dinner. I always push the delicious food to my grandparents first, and then my parents eat it. But grandparents, parents always symbolize moving a little. I finally ate too much. It suddenly occurred to me that it is not our family style to honor parents and respect the elderly and love the young.
Family style affects our character and behavior, and our behavior affects the school spirit and national spirit. Eventually, it becomes a social atmosphere. A good family style is not only a family heirloom, but also a national treasure.
Growing up, my parents always cared about me in every way, as if I were a child who would never grow up, until one day, I felt as if I had grown up.
One morning in the third grade, I came to school in high spirits. In the last class in the morning, the Chinese teacher came into the classroom with a test paper in his hand, and we all cried happily. Then, the teacher began to read the music. After reading it for a long time, I finally finished it. I am very excited. Yao Ziyi scored 70 points. Ah! I immediately sweated profusely and began to cry in frustration. The paper was sent out. As soon as I saw it, I deducted 20 points from my composition. After school at noon, I came home disheartened. I showed my mother the test paper, and my mother gave me a lecture. After a while, my mother said, "Do you want to make up your composition?" I said, "Yes." So, my mother signed me up for a composition class.
In the cram school, I listen to the teacher carefully. If I don't understand, I'll ask the teacher. Under the careful guidance of the teacher, I finished my first composition. The teacher asked me to take it home to show it to my mother. My mother looked at it and said, "It's well written and has made progress." After my mother's praise, my confidence has strengthened.
After training, my composition level has been greatly improved, and now I have published many compositions in 《 By studying composition, I understand a lot of writing methods and the truth of being a man. I feel like I'm growing up now