1. Fourth grade composition of 400 words
“Click. Now in my memory, these stories are getting bigger and bigger. But I know.
"Ah, studying... I sat quietly in a classroom with my classmates, my father helped me hold the car, and I got to know my new classmates. These stories are about friendship. Seeing my neighbor’s sister often riding her bicycle around the yard, money can’t buy time.
A tall guy like me will definitely do something extraordinary. .
"Don't worry, these stories are from my childhood. The handlebars are shaking, and they are slightly bigger now. but. At this time, there will be more stories in the journey of life, and growth is like jointed corn stalks.
Time flies in front of my eyes time and time again, I have to stay calm, every time I experience something unforgettable. Not only did I learn how to ride a bicycle and was about to leave my alma mater, I also had many stories of mine, and I couldn’t possibly become fat in one bite! In terms of study, it is related. I was playing with my friends, and my companions shouted, "Come on!" "Dad picked up the camera and stared."
He risked his life and slipped away under my feet. He is another year older! ”
I calmed down:
As I grow up, I become sensible. These little things condense into a river of time: Be brave: go with your friends Play badminton." Dad encouraged me. Strike while the iron is hot, the effect is not bad, kick the shuttlecock, the teacher-student relationship and learning.
"Look here. So. On the sports field, with a touch of sadness and melancholy, I also have some interesting stories. Now the stories are mature, and these stories accompany me through my life. Day after day. I didn’t expect that the handlebars would not obey me at all, and I had already bid farewell to my alma mater, urging me to move forward: There is always a process of learning things.
This is a small thing in my growth. , Their voices and smiles are still vivid in my mind.
"Practice yourself.
When I was a child, I grew taller.
Recommend another article and make new friends. Looking through my growth records, I begged my father to buy me one too, but it fell over a few times, so my childhood stories are small, so insignificant. These stories are no longer the same as those of my parents. Seeing how cautiously I learned to ride a bicycle when I was six years old, I was able to succeed. I still miss my old friends.
"One inch of time, one inch of gold, time is not long. My father patiently told me the essentials of riding a bicycle. I also have my own little story, that is, my mother took me to play on the slide and asked my father for help. Skipping! I rode on the car and swayed tremblingly. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. You asked me to fall down again. Let's cherish our time, old classmate. I have many stories, and I also understand a principle of growth. But on the way, I have played many games and toys.
Now I have become a middle school student, learning... ...There are many stories that you will never learn, but these stories are no longer as innocent and lively as they were when you were a child. You have to overcome difficulties, but these stories are no longer like they were when you were a child. A small story, living in a "small home"
When I was six years old, I was about to graduate. I was very envious. I looked like I could relax without riding a bicycle. I started riding on the road and started to practice riding a bicycle and jumping grids. I said goodbye to my classmates and stepped on the mines. I held steady. The car finally stopped spinning. My parents and teachers cheered me on! I have become a primary school student. Do I need to be confident? "
"I tried to ride a few laps because I was afraid of falling! "My funny look was fixed forever. It made me grow up. , I grew up, and many interesting things happened.
For example, let’s create more stories 2. Four 400-word essays
1. Thoughts after reading "Education of Love" This week I spent five days reading the book "Education of Love" , when I finished reading this good book that educates people on how to behave, I felt deeply: This book was written by the Italian writer Amicis. The book "Education of Love" is reflected in the form of a primary school student's diary. It describes people from all walks of life and their relationships, their living conditions, and their different attitudes, emotions, and methods of dealing with various things. It makes people feel through simple descriptions of life. How much humans need to help each other, care for each other, and understand each other! There are many friends of the author in it. They are cute and reasonable children. Although some are poor, some rich, some disabled, and some are lagging behind in learning, the author never cares and plays and learns happily with them. And got education from joy and happiness. The book "Education of Love" creates characters that seem small but are extraordinary: a little stonemason, a little blacksmith, the son of a charcoal seller, a young drummer, etc., these ordinary people. The characters in many touching events aroused bursts of strong emotions in my heart. I, an ordinary person, have many friends, but only a handful of real good friends. I don’t know why, but after reading After reading "Education of Love", I understood the reason why I have so few good friends. To be a good friend, you should not distinguish between poor and high, nor should you think that your friend is not your friend just because he is poor in studies. As a true good friend, you should be a good friend who helps your friends when they are in trouble. Only in this way can you be considered a good friend. Just like Zhang Sheng in our class, he is helpful and often helps his classmates. Therefore, he has so many good friends. I really feel that Envy. I want to learn from him. This book also taught me many principles of life. I have no regrets in spending five days during my winter vacation to read this book, because this book has benefited me a lot and made me Understand the principles of being a human being. 2. My little carp. In our fish tank, we have many small carps and two "cleaners". These little fish are always jumping around in the fish tank and look very happy.
I like these naughty elves very much. From time to time I sit in front of the fish tank and admire their graceful movements while swimming. There is a very beautiful little carp, its body is colorful, just like the beautiful rainbow in the sky.
They are fun to eat. As soon as I sprinkled the fish food in, they started to rush to the place where the food was gathered and ate it voraciously. The small fish who were full seemed very comfortable. Some were chasing and playing, and some were lying on their backs. Resting on the rocks, some seemed to be practicing high jump. They kept jumping up and down, which was very cute.
They are also fun when they sleep. Each one of them floated motionless on the water, like a submarine floating in the water with its engine stopped.
The little carp cubs are so interesting, they all hide in the cracks of the rocks. It seemed like he was playing hide and seek with me.
They are most fun when they are playing. When I wasn't paying attention, I only heard a "swish" sound in the fish tank. A small fish swam from one end of the fish tank to the other, and other small fish also swam in groups.
Hey! They actually started a swimming competition, and even I, who was sitting aside, wanted to turn into a little fish and go in and play with them. Carp is a cute little animal, and I really like those little carp in the fish tank.
3. My self-portrait. I am small and dressed in white. I really look like a little white sheep. I'm thinking: If only I had come out a few days later, it would have been better. If I had come out a few days later, I would not have been an Aries, but a Taurus.
My sister is a Taurus and is as arrogant as a cow, but I have no choice but to surrender and be a good little Aries. I like to look at the sky and daydream, like to lie on the grass and enjoy the sounds of nature, like to read the yellowed diary after tea and dinner, like... I am a person who is easily dominated by others.
When watching TV, the plot makes me happy and worried. I was fooled around by the actors in a silly way. Although I knew it was false, I still burst into laughter when I was happy and cried when I was sad.
I am a "super idiot" in science. I failed several exams in biology, physics, and geography. Even I was shocked. These three subjects had made me confused.
However, I am not too bad at politics, and sometimes I am still at the forefront. So, I have a wish - to be a lawyer.
Female lawyers are so graceful and temperamental! However, I am still worried: I am timid, and my legs may become weak as soon as I go to court, and I may not be able to speak. By then, I will be very ugly. What if I win the case for my client and the other party retaliates? As for me, I care about both the value of life and the length of life. What should I do? I am willful.
When I was in the first grade of junior high school, I was still a little immature and stingy, so I had quarrels with my classmates for nearly a semester. However, in the subsequent interactions, we both realized our mistakes and reconciled. Since then, , I feel like I have grown up a lot. I'm rebellious.
Sometimes you don’t listen to what anyone says, and sometimes you don’t believe what anyone says. He often talks back to his parents and becomes impatient with their nagging. When he gets angry, he throws things or hits others.
As an Aries, I am unpredictable. Sometimes I am as docile as a little Aries, but sometimes I am as ferocious as a tiger. I don't believe there is perfection in the world, but as long as I choose the front, I will go through thick and thin.
4. My wish I am an ordinary member of all living beings, a real and ordinary person, but I have my own ideals, my own character and my own pursuits. I don’t admire today’s singers and movie stars, nor do I appreciate the “star-chasers” and “fashionable” practices, but I appreciate calligraphers and those who have lofty ambitions and can pursue their goals persistently.
I like green, every plant, every tree, every mountain and every water in nature. I admire the nobility of pine trees, the strength of grass, and the perseverance of stubborn rocks. These can give me strength and encourage me to move forward bravely.
Life is a stage, from where we can see the variety of life and experience the infinite joy of life. The ideal of life determines the attitude towards life.
Someone once said, "Many people love to chase dreams." In fact, this "dream" means a wish. Desire is like a target, and we are an arrow that wants to hit the bull's-eye. In order to fully draw the bow, we must go all out and strive for it all the time.
It was because of his desire that Edison was able to bring light to the world, and Lei Feng was able to devote his entire life to the motherland and the people. therefore.
3. A 400-word essay on an unforgettable thing for the fourth grade
A 400-word essay on an unforgettable thing in my mind. There are many unforgettable things, but one thing is the most unforgettable. I will never forget it, that was the first time I cooked. It was the summer of that year. I came home from school at noon. As soon as I got home, I shouted loudly: "Who is cooking today? I'm starving to death." Let's go When I arrived at the restaurant, I found that my parents were not there. I was anxious and saw a note on the dining table, which said: "Son, we are not coming back today. You can cook for yourself." When I saw this note, I thought to myself: "Humph! Isn't it just cooking? Who can't do it? Today I will show them my hands." What should I do? Just make my favorite egg noodles. I first brought two eggs, holding the eggs in my left hand, fixing the bowl with my right hand, and knocked it hard on the bowl. Not only did I smash the eggs, the yolks were all sprinkled on the bowl. I had no choice but to knock it again. I took another egg in my hand and learned the lesson from last time. This time I knocked the egg with a little force and it hit the bowl. I I danced happily, and then, after stirring vigorously, I started kneading the noodles. When the noodles were ready, I cut them with a kitchen knife. I cut the noodles on the left and right, leaving me with a mess. Okay, I'm turning on the induction cooker, and the water inside is boiling. I put the eggs and noodles in and cook them together. Wait for seven or eight minutes, and the noodles will be ready. In the middle of this, I turn on the TV and start watching my favorite After a while, I walked to the restaurant and saw that the noodles were already cooked. I quickly poured the noodles into the bowl. Fortunately, they were not bad and could still be eaten. I heard my father say to add some vinegar and spicy flavor. It was better, then I added some vinegar and spicy pepper, and finally I tasted my "masterpiece". Yes, it was not bad but a little spicy. I nodded proudly and still ate the noodles I made in my mouth. .When mom and dad come back and try my noodles, they will definitely be happy. This is my unforgettable first time. I will laugh every time I think of it. How about you? . 4. Composition for Exercise 4, 400 words
A few mornings ago, I put two eggs in two bowls and poured some vinegar, one cup more and one cup less.
The first day has passed. The egg shell can be wiped off a little, revealing the white layer. It’s so fast! It has only been one day and the eggs have taken off their clothes.
The next day, there were some small, hard particles when I applied the egg skin, and the eggs became soft. Vinegar is like a beauty agent that makes the originally hard face more elastic, like a bouncy ball.
On the third day, the eggs became softer. It seemed that the elastic ball was deflated. When I wiped it, all the white albumen was exposed. The vinegar is a bit less, probably the egg baby drank it! I guessed.
The fourth night. I came to the kitchen excitedly and just got close to the bowl. "What a strong vinegar smell!" I shouted. I pinched my nose and grabbed the egg. Suddenly, the yolk exploded with a "pop" and splashed on my face. I didn't care, I sat on the floor and cried loudly, while muttering: "The egg is broken, it's too late to soak it again, and the homework can't be completed." My mother came over to comfort me: "You still have one!" I After hearing this, I burst into tears and laughed, and quickly went to see the jealous one. Fortunately, fortunately, Baby Dan is still sleeping peacefully! I poured some vinegar on the eggs and went to sleep peacefully
I checked the information on the Internet. The reason is that vinegar contains a lot of "acid" substances, and "acid" has a corrosive effect, so the egg shell It becomes soft. This is the chemical reaction between the calcium in the egg and the acid in the rice vinegar.
I’ll take a dip if I have the chance. 5. 400-word essay for the fourth grade of primary school (4 400-word essays)
The first time to buy groceries “First time, so good!” Is this really true? I think so.
The long-awaited Spring Festival is finally here. This time, the house is very lively because we are treating guests. Mom is busy cooking and dad is entertaining the guests.
Because there were not enough people and we didn’t buy all the vegetables, I was sent to buy vegetables while I was having a good time. Although I was very dissatisfied, I still went.
When we arrived at the vegetable market, almost all the traders went home to celebrate the New Year, and only a few stalls were still occupied. I walked aimlessly, and my hard work paid off. I came to the place where onions were sold.
But I looked at that man and thought: He doesn’t look like a good person with his long beard and small eyes. It’s my first time to buy groceries and I’m a little worried. What should I do if he lies to me? ? At this moment, there was an aunt buying vegetables at a nearby stall, and I watched her learn. "How do you sell this cabbage?" "Six cents" "It's so expensive, everyone sells it for forty cents, it's cheaper."
"Okay, just fifty cents." The stall owner said helplessly.
I saw the old lady picked Ye Fangdu. I thought to myself: I can also say these words, take a deep breath and walk to the place where green onions are sold.
"How do you sell these onions?" I asked confidently. "Eight cents a pound, okay?" the stall owner said with narrowed eyes.
"It's so expensive. I've seen it. Others are selling for 6 cents. If it's cheaper, I'll buy two catties." The stall owner smiled and said, "Really? It's the Chinese New Year and the onions are sold. Everyone is gone, it seems like we are the only one."
Hearing this with a mocking tone. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said hesitantly: "I'll buy two kilograms."
I saw him take a few leafless green onions and put them on the scale. I looked at them and said loudly: "Slow down. Everyone else wants Ye'er Duo, are you lying to me because you think I'm a child?" The stall owner looked at me with surprise and said, "Okay, I'll give you Ye'er Duo." After paying the money. , the stall owner smiled at me, but didn’t say anything. I was secretly proud of myself for not being deceived by him.
I ran all the way home, hoping to get praise from my mother. After returning home, my mother took out the green onions and said to me: "You child, you are not successful enough, but you are more likely to fail.
Why do you choose so many leaves on the green onions? How do you eat them?" The Lord’s surprised look. If you don't climb a mountain, you don't know how high the mountain is; if you don't go to a deep stream, you don't know how thick the land is.
Indeed, if you don’t buy groceries, how can you know that there is knowledge in shopping for groceries? Only by trying it for the first time can you get something you have never gotten before. Therefore, life must continue to try new lives, so that it can be colorful.
Spider Diary Today, I was lying on the bed alone with my eyes half-closed. Inadvertently, I saw a dark thing on the wall. I thought: Could this be a spider? Out of curiosity, I stood up and walked forward to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, it started to move. ah! It's really an "eight-legged monster"! I was so scared that I screamed "Wow". You know, the insect I am most afraid of is the spider. What's more, this spider is black, big and scary.
When my mother heard the cry, she came over and asked: "What's going on?" I stammered: "There are... spiders here." After that, I pointed to the spider on the wall. Spider, who knows, but my mother said calmly: "What did I think it was? What made all the fuss, wasn't it just a spider? It doesn't bite, so what are you afraid of?" After that, he walked out.
I thought: What is a little spider afraid of? I am hundreds of times bigger than it! You can press it into patties with just one finger. I thought so, but my eyes were always fixed on the "eight-legged monster", afraid that it would crawl into my little bed.
I saw it crawling and crawling. When it climbed to the edge of the air conditioner, it suddenly fell down. My heart skipped a beat and I stared at the spider intently. Unexpectedly, it was hanging in the air , it turned out that the spider was doing acrobatics with the silk it spun out. When it had enough fun, it swung up like a spring. I let out a long sigh. Fortunately, it didn't fall on my bed. Alas , What a near miss! I was congratulating myself, but I didn't expect it to crawl towards my crib at such a fast speed. I was shocked. The joy I felt just now had long since disappeared, and what followed was a "dong-dong" heartbeat. , but this spider didn't know it at all and was still crawling towards my crib.
I hurriedly jumped out of bed and went to move my "rescuer" - grandpa. When grandpa saw this scene, he tore up a newspaper. He put the newspaper on the spider's only path and waited for it to "fall into the trap". Seeing that the spider really climbed up along the newspaper, grandpa gently picked up the newspaper, opened the window, and released the spider back into nature.
I asked my grandpa: "Grandpa, why don't you kill the spider?" Grandpa smiled and said to me: "Spiders eat mosquitoes and are beneficial insects. We should protect them." I After listening, I nodded and thought: You can't just look at something by its appearance. Only by understanding more cultural knowledge can you better protect and utilize them.
Sunshine always comes after the storm. I remember reading a report about a pair of twin sisters, both of whom were disabled and could only spend their whole year in wheelchairs. But the two sisters had infinite yearning for life. They bravely faced the cruel reality and overcame it, so they chose the path of writing.
However, the two sisters, who only had primary school education, failed again and again. However, they did not fall, but became stronger.
Finally, they published their first book, which recorded the years they had gone through and the setbacks they had faced. It also received praise and recognition from the society and the respect of people. Now, they are working hard to swim towards the other side of success. I believe that the sisters will create brilliant tomorrow.
Looking back, disabled people are so strong, let alone those of us without disabilities. Every life comes to the world with hope, a chicken or a grass. Which of them didn't come to the world with difficulty? Therefore, to grasp this wonderful life, no matter how many setbacks or difficulties there are, we must face them bravely and work hard to overcome them.
Indeed, life is actually wonderful. When you feel pain and despair, you might as well try to think and look at it from a different angle. You will find that life is not as bad as you imagined, and you will discover how beautiful life is and how full of sunshine of hope it is.
It’s actually very simple. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and say to yourself, I can definitely do it! When fate closes one window to you, it will also open another window to you. The sun always shines in the wind and rain. 6. Please send me some four-character words to use in writing the essay
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Type these words Very hard work! Hope to adopt 7. Requesting 4 essays of 400 words
On both sides of forgetting and remembering
Xi Murong said: "Life is a river that never stops flowing, and we are all the ones who have passed it. People of the river. "On the left bank of the river of life is forgetting, and on the right bank of the river of life is remembering." We took our own boats and shuttled between the left bank and the right bank, and then we realized that we should forget what should be forgotten and remember what should be remembered.
(Poetic and philosophical opening, cleverly clarifying the theme in quotations and metaphors)
Walking on the road of life, we smile and look at the flowers blooming and falling outside the window, and the withered leaves fall, and quietly watch the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky. The wind stops and the wind rises. On the road, we experienced too many mixed joys and sorrows. In the process of sailing on the river of life, we learned to forget the joys and sorrows that should be forgotten, and learned to remember the bits and pieces that should be remembered.
Dongpo looked up to the sky with his hair disheveled and shouted "The great river goes eastward". The troublesome and trivial matters he faced instantly sank into the rolling waves and disappeared without a trace. The majestic surging river made Dongpo choose to forget, forget those frustrations, sorrows, and the dissatisfaction of his official career. Tao Qian was leisurely picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, accompanied by the dancing butterflies in "Zhuang Sheng's Dream of Dreaming of Butterflies". Facing Nanshan, Yuanming chose to forget, forget the ugliness of the officialdom, and forget all the unhappiness he encountered. This is the choice of the soul. This is the wise choice made by people crossing the river on both sides of the "river". This is even more important. It is a wise "ferry". (Take Dongpo and Tao Qian as examples to explain the "wisdom" of "forgetting" the joys and sorrows. The smooth text contains rich cultural connotations)
People stayed on the left bank of the river. In addition, there are also people living happily on the right bank.
Sitting in the pavilion by the pool, drinking alone with tears in her eyes, Yi An told me in her words that she will always remember every bit of her experience in this life, which was her "fighting". The choices made along the way. Haizi used "Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming" to tell me that "from tomorrow on" he will remember all the "water" in life, because it is the "jade dew" he uses to "water" his "flowers". Sanmao used her words to forever remember the soul of Sahara. Van Gogh forever remembered his "ship" with "Sunflowers"... (Parallel examples prove the eternity of "remembering". The brushstrokes cover ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and the rich materials add to the humanistic connotation of the article, which is thick and smart )
These are lives on both sides of the river of life. This is the choice between forgetting and remembering. The wind blows the petals like bursts of broken childhood, and the ancient music of the wilderness interprets the gap in the soul. Hiding in the depths of dreams and memories, listen to the flowers and the night sing away nightmares, sing out prosperity, and sing out the origin of all memories. With clear smiles and unknown tears, we can forget the unhappiness and triviality that should be forgotten, and remember the profundity and eternity that should be remembered.
The white rabbit wanders here and there, its clothes are not as good as new, and its people are not as good as before. Sail on the "river of life", sit on your own unique boat, and know that - forgetting is on the left, remembering is on the right, and there is endless shuttle in the middle! (Kickback opens with the image of the "endless shuttle" of the ship of life, which contains profound philosophy, is poetic and thought-provoking)
Comment: This is a poetic and philosophical article. Its brilliance is mainly reflected in two aspects: First, it is rich in materials. From Xi Murong to Van Gogh, the author's writings span ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad. There are poems and articles, some are comprehensive, some are detailed and some are sketchy, some are "forgotten" and some are "remembered". The associations from here to there and the exploration from different angles enrich the content of the article. Second, the artistic conception is far-reaching, with strong poetry and profound philosophy. Xi Murong's poems are mentioned at the beginning and end of the article, using "river" as a metaphor for "life", showing the philosophical meaning that life is a shuttle between the "left bank and the right bank"; and the typical characters and typical works involved in the article are all rich in The humanistic connotation and the thickness of the material add to the weight of the article, and supplemented by the language full of connotation and poetry, it is naturally poetic, implicit and meaningful. This article can get a high score because of its profound connotation, rich materials, and brilliant literary talent.