One day, I quietly came to our table and threw my heavy schoolbag on the table. With a bang, Wang Hong's pencil box was knocked to the ground, and pencils, knives and erasers were scattered all over the floor. I stood casually, but she bent down, picked it up one by one and smiled at me.
This is a short passage from my deskmate. This article mainly wrote a few small things that happened between me and my deskmate, aiming at praising Wang Hong, my deskmate, as a good classmate who is tolerant of others.
In order to highlight Wang Hong's quality, the author pays attention to detail description, "bending down", "picking them up one by one" and "smiling at me", which vividly shows the character of being bullied and not angry at the same table, making the characteristics of the characters more distinct. But are all the details valuable? Can you serve the center as long as you write carefully? Let's look at the following paragraph again: Dad is the head teacher. He studies hard and is friendly to students.
One noon, he brought a student who had made a mistake to the room. Dad hung his coat on the hanger, his right hand was holding glasses, staring at the students, and the veins stood out on his forehead ... In the above paragraph, the author noticed the details, but the two actions of "hanging clothes on the hanger" and "holding glasses with his right hand" did not work, and the two details of "staring at the students" and "the veins stood out on his forehead" were exposed.
Such a detailed description is very undesirable.
2. Write a fragment composition about a large group of people in grade four. One morning, I came to the art class early to study. Just as I was painting with relish, the toilet suddenly locked.
The door lock outside the art class toilet has been broken for more than half, let alone opened. At first, we thought someone was inside, but after waiting for a long time, the door had not been opened. Several bold people shouted loudly and banged on the toilet door, but there was no response inside. After a while, there were many people standing outside the toilet. Most of them had to wash their hands, pee and change water ... complaining in batches. There are still several people looking around, trying to find the missing person. After a while, the men became dejected and despondent. When they looked down, they knew they had failed.
The noise outside the toilet is getting louder and louder. Some people imitate the characters in the police film and shout, "Come out quickly, you are surrounded, or I will smash the door!" " "Teacher Mo and Miss Lin are here. After they knocked on the door to make sure there was no one inside, they began to use force (pry the door). Teacher Mo took a door-prying tool, arched his hands with Teacher Lin, and tried his best to pry it open. Soon, the toilet door was finally pried open. Teacher Mo and Teacher Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and the students rushed in at once.
There are so many interesting things in art class!
3. The fourth grade composition (write a fragment), using onomatopoeia words. An interesting thing happened on Sunday afternoon, and now I feel very funny.
Want to know what's going on? Let me tell you something. That day, my mother's good helper Aucma's electric car suddenly broke down.
Hey! Can't help it! I have to send it to be repaired again. My father and I rode a motorcycle in front, and my mother followed slowly on a broken electric car.
After a while, it will be convenient to repair the car. Mother smiled and said to the master, "master, the brakes of this car seem to be broken, and there is something wrong with the battery." Ask the master to help repair it. "
The master said, "I'm afraid there's no hurry now, so do it!" " Will you pick up the car tomorrow? ""yes, yes! " Mom replied with a big smile on her face. When she was about to turn around and leave, I found that the master looked at her mother several times with strange eyes, which made her very puzzled. She stood there for a while before leaving.
I followed my mom and jumped in front of my dad. I found my father looking at my mother strangely. Then I laughed and pointed at my mother's feet and said, "Look at you! What's there to panic about? Why are you wearing a pair of slippers on one foot? How ridiculous! " "Ha ha ....." I know the reason, laugh! "ah!" Mom was surprised. Seeing her like that, she really wanted to find a place to hide her feet. Only then did she understand why the master looked at her like that. My mother was embarrassed to blame my father and I for not telling you earlier. Really! My father and I both laughed, and we couldn't stand it.
4. How to write a short action description in the fourth grade composition of primary school students? How to write 300 to 400 towels? Wash towels? Wash towels? I found the towel a little dirty when I washed my face this morning. I want to wash my face before I wash it, but I don't know how to wash it, so let my mother teach me how to wash towels.
Mom gave me a model first. The first step is to put the towel in water, then wring it out a little, and then wipe it with soap. Step 2: Bao Kun cleans the dirty place with a brush, then squeezes out soapy water by hand and washes it for one or three times. I also do as my mother taught me. I soaked the towel first, then put soap on it, then brushed the dirty place with a brush and squeezed the water out with my small hands. Because I'm not strong enough, I can't squeeze water even if I jump.
Then I washed all the towels of mom, dad and sister, which were cleaner than mom. I finally learned how to wash towels. I can help my mother do more housework in the future, and I can also make my parents relax.
I will remember the composition of the fourth grade in primary school. On the journey of life, I will always remember one person, that is my mother. Her kindness to me is beyond my life.
In the earliest memory, even when I was two or three years old, my mother's arms were the cutest playground, especially in the cold winter, I often lay in her arms and felt very safe. There was no safer place than here.
In the evening, my mother often holds me on the small cane chair behind my bike and carries me through the dusk and the Woods to go fishing by the nearby river.
I like to see the picture of fish in breaking the surface in the moonlight, shining like a fish made of silver, twisting and flapping, stirring up water and flying like a silver shuttle.
At that time, my mother was also the narrator of my pillow story. I have never heard the whole story, on the one hand, because I always fall asleep quickly, on the other hand, her stories are all fragments selected from books I have read casually, so my memory of those stories is fragmentary.
When I was a child, my mother would punish me for being naughty, but I still clearly remember that the punishment she gave was always not excessive but impressive. Therefore, at that time, I was ignorant of her both love and fear.
When my mother is angry, it's hard enough just to face. Therefore, I learned to act according to people's faces from an early age.
She has a straightforward temper. She always calls a spade a spade and never beats around the bush. I like this temper, too, but sometimes what she says will be a little hurtful and unbearable if she is not careful.
But I haven't changed at all because of this, and I still go my own way. My mother always gives me enough space. She never peeks at her children's diaries like other mothers, which gives me great freedom.
She is reasonable and always respects my feelings, so we have established a democratic and equal relationship. I will communicate with her if I have any troubles, share any secrets with her, ask her for advice if I have any questions, and always get satisfactory answers from her.
She and I are like good friends. We share happiness, suffer pain and taste secrets together.
I have always respected her, and so has she, so she should be considered very successful in dealing with the relationship with the shepherdess.
Besides, my mother also taught me a lot about being a man. Besides, she doesn't just talk with her mouth. The important thing is that she is always responsible for herself. She taught me everything she did before telling me. At this point, I am convinced.
This is my loving mother.
6. Describe your composition in the fourth grade. He is tall, with a round face and round eyes under heavy eyebrows. Show irregular teeth when smiling, full of love for life. This is me-Lu, a little boy from Xiangfan No.1 Experimental Primary School.
Do you know the origin of my name? Let me tell you something. Lu is my family name. My father said, "During the Three Kingdoms period, there was a general named Zhang Yuan." Dad took two words, Wen and Liao, so he called them Lu.
I like sports very much. I like running and playing football best. Every Sunday, a child plays football. I participated in the autumn sports meeting held by our school every time, and won the men's 100 meter championship three times in a row, which won many honors for my class.
I especially like reading books. I asked my mother to buy me many books, including One Hundred Thousand Why, Children's Encyclopedia and so on. I like reading excellent composition books best, because it can improve my writing ability.
Look, this is me. Welcome everyone to make friends with me.
7. Reading 200 words of wonderful composition fragments after class in grade four. The new semester began, and our class held another reading competition, which was not only wonderful, but also greatly increased the sense of tension.
The form of the competition is drawing lots, 20 times at a time, that is to say, 20 students are drawn to participate in the competition. Before each lottery, determine the paragraphs to be read, and finally judge the first and second prizes by fluency, mood and loud voice. After Mr. Li announced the rules of the game, the game officially began.
Teacher Li fixed the paragraph and slowly put his hand into the small box containing 64 paper balls. As soon as the students closed their eyes, they kept saying, "Amitabha ..." I saw Teacher Li holding a paper ball with his thumb and forefinger, and the atmosphere in the class solidified. I'm very nervous: that's the least familiar part for me! Don't draw me. The teacher opened the paper ball layer by layer, and the word "July" slowly popped out of his mouth.
"Xu-"63 students breathed a sigh of relief like a deflated ball. Qi Yue blushed, probably because she was nervous! Of course. Who wants to read it first? She began to read. After two paragraphs, she made four mistakes. Her voice is not loud enough to read without emotion. Obviously, her grades are not ideal.
The last few students are also mediocre. Pan Da, the tenth contestant, has finished reading, and the eleventh contestant wants to read the lesson "The Farewell of Boya". Alas, I recited this lesson during the holiday, and it must be very smooth to read. I almost didn't raise my hand
The teacher's hand reached into the small box for the eleventh time, and I kept saying, "Call Dong Haoran to study, it's Dong Haoran." The teacher took out the paper ball, opened it and said the name: "Dong Haoran."
Wow, I was shocked. Coincidence Or do I have the function of predicting the future? After a while, my mind turned: I'd better read and think again! I stepped onto the platform, and when everyone was quiet, I began to read: "Boya is a performer, Boya is good at playing drums, and Zhong Ziqi is good at listening ..." I read the full text emotionally, smoothly and loudly according to the pause and stress my mother taught me.
After all the students have finished reading, the competition begins to award prizes. The students unanimously decided that Guo and I would be the first prize, while Liu Chong and Cui would be the second prize. The result of this game is so decided.
In the new semester, we have a new goal: I hope my study will be better! Like this competition, I can have good luck and study hard.
8. The most unforgettable thing in my life is stealing five-color peppers. The taste of those four-color peppers is really indescribable and unforgettable.
There is a small vegetable garden downstairs in my house, which is Grandpa He's paradise. He goes there every day to water the vegetables he grows. In this garden, there are cabbages, carrots and peppers.
What attracts me most is pepper. Grandpa He planted four-color peppers instead of ordinary peppers.
Four-color pepper is a kind of small pepper that can change color. It changes color every season. Spring is green, summer is yellow, autumn is purple and winter is red. One day, I was walking downstairs. It's an autumn Saturday morning.
Walking to this vegetable garden, I saw the small peppers inside, purple, which looked delicious. I thought: will purple pepper still be spicy? It must be delicious, so I have an idea. Pick one and have a taste. Nobody knows anyway.
I saw no one around, so I ran over. You can take it off by pulling it with your hand.
I want to get a treasure and run home. When I got home and saw no one, I was relieved.
Then, put the pepper washed with water into your mouth to chew. It doesn't matter if you don't chew it, it will break once you chew it. Suddenly, my tongue and throat were like fire, and it was too hot to speak.
I ran to the tap and gulped down the water. It's better this way. I didn't expect this four-color pepper to be ten times hotter than other peppers.
This is the most unforgettable thing for me. I remember an unforgettable day on the beach, where there were many small golden shells.
Today, I will choose the most beautiful one for you. I remember it happened last spring.
When the teacher told us that we were going for a spring outing tomorrow, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night until the early morning. In the morning, I opened my eyes and found it was 7:05. What should I do? There are still 15 minutes to drive! I jumped up. After washing, I grabbed my schoolbag and rushed outside.
When I came to the side of the road, a taxi just came from the front. I reached out and stopped it.
As soon as I opened the car door, I jumped on the bus and said to the driver, "Come on, teachers' college is attached to the primary school! "He smiled and said," Lazy, you're going to be late! "Well, I drive faster. "Just then, as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, the car sped forward.
But God always gives me a hard time. As soon as you get to the intersection, it's a red light.
I finally got to school. I jumped out of the car and ran into the school gate before the car stopped.
When I came to the classroom and saw my classmates carrying schoolbags, I realized that I had left my schoolbag in the car. I rushed to the window of the building and looked. The taxi has turned around and left.
"ah! My lunch, my fruit and my drink are gone! " I can't help crying. Just then, a hoarse voice came into my ears: "Fang Yuanqing, Fang Yuanqing!" " "I am busy drying my tears, look, ah! It turned out to be the grandfather of the reception office.
The schoolbag he is carrying is exactly what I forgot. I was overjoyed and held it tightly in my arms.
Grandpa touched my little head and said, "Little careless, if you weren't a kind driver, you would be hungry!" " "Now as long as you see a taxi passing by, you can't help looking in. Good driver, where are you? Three. Recall an unforgettable thing The most unforgettable thing in my teaching career last year was that class. In retrospect, everything is still so clear ... in that class, I was preparing to evaluate the composition on the unit test paper. Most of the students wrote well this time, but I always feel that what they wrote lacks an inner emotion. Only the one written by Mei Fang is satisfactory. The theme of her composition originated from Women's Day on March 8th. On that day, at my suggestion, the female students in our class took out pocket money, bought fruit, and specially made a bunch of flowers, giving their love to Mei Fang's mother and having a happy holiday with this good mother who has been ill for many years.
This day is so unexpected and unforgettable for the mother and daughter. The next day, my mother was reluctant to tear up the calendar of March 8, and she cherished this unusual care.
The article is accompanied by an expression, and every sentence is so touching. I decided to use it as a model essay to guide children to write in a real way when writing. In class, I said to them: "The teacher is very satisfied with everyone's compositions, and one of them is particularly liked by the teacher, because the little author is based on real life and writes very realistically." Let's enjoy it together, shall we? " The children were very happy, so I remembered "March 8, which was so unexpected for me that I will never forget that day."
Hearing this sentence, many students invariably turned their eyes to Mei Fang. Obviously, they have realized something, but they continue to listen carefully. The classroom is quiet, and I study harder. When I finished reading, I was trying to praise Mei Fang, when I was surprised to find that she was wiping her tears with her little hand. She was moved to tears. At that moment, my eyes were moist, and sympathy and pity came to my mind. At present, it seems that the last home visit has revived. Think again, after so many years, this well-behaved child can't enjoy a happy childhood like other partners. We can't help but burst into tears, and our throat seems to be stuck, just standing on the podium.
The students were stupid when they saw it, and the students who knew it also shed tears. The classroom was surprisingly quiet, and only her voice choked. After a while, I went to her side, helped her wipe the tears from her cheeks and comforted her, saying, "Don't be sad, son. You see, after all these years, my mother is strong enough to survive. It's okay. Besides, there are teachers and classmates who care about and support you. You should be happy! " The students also said that they would care more about her in the future.
Looking at a pair of warm and innocent eyes, I said happily, "Yes, the teacher believes that as long as we join hands and give Mei Fang more love, she will definitely feel the warmth of the group more deeply." Everyone nodded and smiled knowingly ... this class is over and my mood can't be calm for a long time.
Yes, as a teacher, in addition to teaching children knowledge, they should also know how to sow the seeds of love in their hearts, let them know the sufferings of others, understand their difficulties, and learn to give them a little care. So as to build a colorful bridge of love between students, so that they will always be in the blue of love.
9. Composition fragments describing characters' activities in the Chinese composition of the fourth grade of primary school: I watched "Around the World in 80 Days" co-produced by France, the United States and Italy, and was deeply attracted by this film.
The story mainly tells the interesting story of Filias Fogg, an English gentleman, and Passepartout, his servant, traveling around the world. They passed Moricillin, Paris, Alps, Mumbai, Kolkata, Hong Kong, Yokohama, San Francisco, London and finally returned to England.
This film not only tells the strange story of the hero and servant, but also describes the customs and scenery of various countries. Looking back on "Around the World in 80 Days", it's like just coming back from exploring a winding, steep and secluded path, and being very cheerful and relaxed after experiencing tension.
The plot of this film is ups and downs, which makes people enter the state with the shadow and it is difficult to calm down. Every peak of the film makes people think it's over. I don't want the plot to turn sharply and turn around. Before one mountain is finished, another mountain rises again, which makes people far away from each other and can only be dragged away by them and can't stop.
And this is the charm of the film, how can it not arouse the soul and feelings of * * *? Twists and turns are the characteristics of movies. Not only in the plot, but also in the strange things encountered.
Sometimes drifting at sea; Sometimes explored by elephants; Sometimes brave pirates; Sometimes saving the princess is something that most of us dare not do. They have no regrets about everything. Moreover, Filias Fogg, the hero, is sincere, intelligent, kind and has a noble gentleman temperament.
Among them, my favorite means of transportation is Ziyun. The purple cloud is a balloon house. They float across the Alps in this special tool. How beautiful. I thought: if only I had a balloon house, too! Seeing this movie makes me feel that there should be two goals in life: one is to do what I want to do well, and the other is to enjoy the process of what I want to do, so that I can have a wonderful life.