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Mom’s Hands Fourth Grade Composition

No matter in study, work or life, many people have written compositions. With the help of compositions, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and convey knowledge and information. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? Below are 8 fourth-grade essays on mother’s hands that I have carefully compiled. You are welcome to learn from them and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you. Mother's Hands Fourth Grade Composition Part 1

Everyone has a pair of skillful hands, which help us do a lot of things. As I write this, I think of my mother’s hands again. After finishing my homework that day, I walked to the living room and my mother was watching TV. I came and sat down next to my mother. At this time, I suddenly saw my mother's hand. Mom's hands were slightly red, and although they were not too rough, they showed a layer of white. On the back of the hand, the layer of skin is divided into many small grids. And when winter comes, my hands start to crack. This is the mark that time has left on my mother. Nowadays, my mother often forgets to apply hand cream. So, I should remind my mother more. These hands have done so many things for us...

When I was a child, my mother often helped me tie my hair into braids, which were very beautiful. Now, my mother still has to do too many things: washing, cooking, and cleaning. Floor, washing dishes... Mom is indeed very hard. And not just now: in the past, now, and in the future, mothers have to do so much work like this. Therefore, dad often helps mom. Whenever he has free time, he will try his best to do more work. But what about me? Yes, we helped, but how much did we help? Since my mother works so hard, shouldn’t I also try to take on more housework? "It's getting late, go wash up and go to bed." After saying that, my mother went to pour water again. "Mom, you should go to bed early."

"I'll watch for a while, and you go to bed first." When I returned to the room, I lay on the bed, but I could never forget those hands. These hands, these hands that have done so much for us, are getting rougher by the passage of time. Mom, please pay attention, put on more hand cream, and don’t forget to wear gloves in winter. Perhaps this sentence is a bit redundant. But I really want to "return youthfulness" to these hands. Mom, I will definitely work hard. For my ideal, and for your hands... Mother’s Hands Fourth Grade Composition 2

Everyone’s hands have their own characteristics, some are strong and strong, some are delicate and gentle, and some are Very dexterous... Do you know what the characteristics of mother's hands are?

My mother has a pair of hands that have saved countless teeth. My mother is a dentist. She is very capable and always does her best for her patients. Her hands are very skillful and her movements are well coordinated. Once, my mother was extracting a tooth for me. She first asked me to sit on the dental chair and skillfully sterilized the tools with her dexterous hands. When I saw those pointed tooth extraction tools, I was very scared. My mother stroked my head with her delicate hands to comfort me. I felt much better. The mother took the mouth mirror in her left hand and gently opened the corner of her mouth to take a look at the situation inside. She took the tweezers in her right hand and shook it gently. Then she dipped a small cotton ball in a little anesthetic. She picked up the dental forceps and shook her hand slightly. , one tooth has already fallen out. The other tooth was still a little strong, so my mother had to give me some anesthetic and pull it out hard with pliers. Oh, it started to bleed. She quickly pressed it gently with cotton. Her movements are so light and delicate. Within a few days, my new teeth came in.

My mother also has a pair of hard-working hands. When I finished my homework this Sunday, I suddenly found that the messy room had become clean and tidy. When I went to the living room, I saw my mother was cleaning the glass. Her hand movements were very fast, as if she was doing difficult acrobatics. The dirty window was soon clear and clean.

Mom also has a pair of flexible hands. My mother often plays the game "Tetris" when she is free. This game requires extremely fast hand movements. I can usually only play two or three hundred points, but my mother can easily play two or three thousand points. Her hands were flexible and surprisingly fast. Mother's Hands Fourth Grade Composition Part 3

Everyone has a pair of hands. Some hands are rough and hard, some are smooth and delicate, and some are slender and dexterous. But what I like most is my mother’s warm and beautiful hands.

I remember one day, the weather was very hot, my mother’s hands were washing my clothes, so I went downstairs to play. After a while, I came home and saw my mother still washing clothes. She was full of joy. Her face was sweaty and her clothes were soaked, but she didn't care at all. Her mother's hands were originally delicate and white, but now they were old and wrinkled.

Mom’s hands can never be idle. She picked up the newly washed clothes and went to the balcony to dry the clothes. After drying the clothes, she went to the kitchen to wash her hands and prepare for cooking.

I felt sour when I saw my mother busy. I came to my mother, hugged her and said; Mom, stop doing things and take a rest! "Little fool, if I don't cook, what will you eat?" My mother touched my forehead with her warm hands and said, "Mom, you're not tired, go and play!" Then, my mother began to use her hard-working hands to Rough hands make the most delicious food in the world. Stir-fried rabbit meat, cola chicken wings, pickled pepper chicken feet, etc. are all my mother's favorite dishes.

My mother’s hands have become rougher and rougher for me and this family. But in my heart, my mother’s hands are the most beautiful hands in the world.

Mother's Hands Fourth Grade Composition Chapter 4

Mother's hands are thick and strong, with several protruding veins on the fingers, and thick and hard calluses on the palms. My mother's hands are warm and full of strength. They make me grow up healthily and happily.

Mom’s hands are warm. When winter was about to pass, my mother started busy knitting a vest for me. She said that I could wear it when the weather got warmer. When my mother talked to me, the needle and thread in her hand were swimming like a snake. The mother said softly: "My child, do you like the vest knitted by your mother?" I said, "I like it. You knitted this for me with your own hands. Of course I like it." My mother knitted the vest and I put it on. I felt so happy.

My mother’s hands have infinite power. Whenever I have a question that I can’t solve, my mother holds a pencil in her hand and starts to teach me how to do the question on the draft paper and help me analyze it, even if time quietly passes. After walking away, my mother also wanted me to finish the problem thoroughly before letting me sleep.

My mother’s hands will hold up an umbrella for me on rainy days. My mother’s hands can make me delicious breakfast every morning. My mother’s hands will send me the kindest love when I am sick. , I love my mother’s hands, I love my mother even more. Mother's Hands Fourth Grade Composition Chapter 5

The hands I have seen are like the stars in the sky. But as time goes by, some of the looks of hands are gradually forgotten by me. There is one pair that remains fresh in my memory, that is my mother’s hands.

My mother’s hands were once covered with thick calluses. That was back when I was working in Shuanghe Teche. My mother worked in the rubber factory and had a normal commute from 8 a.m. to 11 a.m. and 1 p.m. 40:00-5:00, every day when I come home from school, my mother will prepare sweet and delicious meals. When I come back to eat, my father is not at home, so it is just me and my mother to eat. One day, I saw that the side of my mother’s index finger was covered with yellow calluses. . These are all caused by using scissors to repair the packing, cylinder ring, wind block, sealing ring...etc. at work. I took my mother's hand and looked at it again and again. The thumb and the other four fingers of the hand were all covered with thick calluses. There was also a layer of yellow calluses on the front of the palm. The palm of the hand was yellow with red lines and the fingers were even in thickness. , there are no scars, but when I rub my hands with my mother’s hands back and forth a few times, it feels itchy, just like rubbing a gray cloth. It’s numb and numb. It’s these hands that take care of all the housework at home.

I love my mother’s hard-working hands. Mother's Hands Fourth Grade Composition Part 6

Mother's hands are not as dexterous as an artist, nor as graceful as a musician, nor as delicate as a sculptor. Mother's hands are so ordinary.

Mom’s fingers are long and slender, and her nails are full and smooth, with a light pink color. There are several calluses on the palm of my right hand.

Mom’s hands are hardworking and warm. One afternoon last semester, it was a cold winter, with the north wind blowing loudly and heavy goose feathers of snow floating in the air. After school, my mother came to pick me up on her bicycle. I saw that my mother's hands were a little red from the cold. Walking on the road, my mother faced the north wind and pedaled hard on the wheel. I heard my mother panting and turned my head to see that her hands were blue from the cold. I said to my mother distressedly: "Let's walk home. This is too tiring." My mother replied: "Walking too slow." "It's very cold. I want you to get home early." After arriving home, my mother's hands were so cold that she felt numb. I couldn't help but shed tears looking at her hands. My mother touched my head with her red, swollen, numb hands and comforted me: "It's okay, it will be like this in the winter." I felt sad and moved after hearing this.

In countless quiet nights, as I slept in a daze, I could feel my mother touching my forehead with her warm hands and covering me with the quilt that I had kicked off. My mother's hands are warm sunshine, shining on my young heart.

Mom’s hands are dexterous. My mother’s hands are good at knitting sweaters, and they always fly up and down, evenly and quickly, knitting sweaters for me, which makes me feel very warm when I wear them. My mother knows how to cook, and the meals she makes are beautiful and delicious, making me salivate just looking at them. Mom can grow flowers, and the flowers they grow bloom very brightly.

I like my mother’s hands, and I like my mother even more! Mother's Hands Fourth Grade Composition Chapter 7

Speaking of my mother, it really makes me happy and worried! Why? Let’s take a look!

Mom's hand is the God of Thunder

"Get up quickly, look at what time it is, you will be late for school!" My mother started her duties as the God of Thunder early in the morning, so, I stretched out reluctantly and closed my eyes again. This was terrible. The God of Thunder immediately used a spell and "boomed" a hand cannon hit me. "Ah" I jumped up immediately and walked through it. I put on my clothes, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and quickly sat down at the dining table. I closed my eyes and slowly drank the porridge in the bowl. At this time, my mother started bombarding me again, and slapped the dining table, "Why don't you eat eggs?" ? Hurry up! Hurry up, you’re late!” The bombardment ended early in the morning, and I finally got rid of it when I got to school. Oh, I was really scared to death!

Mom’s hands are a network expert

For students who have computers at home, after finishing their homework, can they sit in front of the computer to chat with their classmates and surf the Internet? I can't do it. Just after dinner, my mother urged me to do my homework, but she dominated the computer. Let me tell you, she was actually working overtime to make drawings. By the way, I forgot to tell you, but my mother was Their company is the fastest and best in drawing drawings. As long as he draws a drawing, it is fast and accurate, faster and more accurate than me playing games!

Mom’s hands are friends

I remember one exam, I got 86 points because of my sloppiness. I was so sad, waiting to go home and be beaten, but I didn’t expect What's strange is that my mother didn't hit me after reading it. She asked me calmly: "Do you know what's wrong?" I nodded, and my mother touched my head with her warm hands and said, "You know what's wrong?" Okay, correct it seriously this time and don’t do it again next time. That’s progress.” My heart felt warm and I nodded with tears in my eyes. Next, my mother carefully explained the wrong question to me and found out similar questions. After I finished, my mother asked me what I thought. I thought about it and answered: "I feel a sense of accomplishment." My mother smiled and said, "Well, It’s not scary to be wrong, but what’s scary is knowing you’re wrong and not correcting it.”

Classmates, this is my mother, how about it? Do you like her? Mother's Hands Fourth Grade Composition Chapter 8

Mother's hands are fragrant. Every day, there are delicious dishes on the table that people can’t wait to eat, but the meal time hasn’t come yet, which makes people really anxious! It's really like "your mouth is watering three thousand feet. Look at the clock and see if it's time." If you taste the "deliciousness" made by my mother, you will definitely say "it's more delicious than delicacies from the mountains and seas!" Let's not talk about the food. Besides, I want to Drooling.

Mom’s hands are warm. One time, I was out of school. The temperature was sudden, the wind and snow were falling, and many people had runny noses, including me. My mother endured the biting cold wind and snow, took off her coat and put it on for me, while she "battled" with the wind and snow. I was moved to tears, and a warm current flowed into my heart.

Mom’s hands are hardworking. Every morning, my mother's hands start to "work" - washing clothes. Put our dirty clothes that we've been wearing all day into the washtub, put on gloves, place the washtub on the washboard, and turn on the faucet. After the water was drained, my mother started to wash the clothes. She carefully brushed the clothes with a brush... The clothes were washed, and they were washed clean by her mother and were as new as ever. Mom’s hands are so hardworking!

Mom’s hands are dexterous. Some of my jeans are frayed only at the knees and it would be a shame to throw them away. My mother bought some appliqué patterns and placed them on the frayed areas of the jeans. Then she used a sewing machine to sew the edges a few times. The holes were repaired and they were integrated with the new ones, perfect. Awesome!

Mom’s hands are magical. Every few weeks, my mother would beautify the trees in the flower bed. She cut the red flowers into giant mushrooms, and cut the locust trees into big green umbrellas that brought me coolness. Cut the five-needle pine into pieces... With mother's hands, our flower bed turned into a green wonderland on earth.

Mom’s hands are not only ingenious and warm... they are also beautiful and smooth.

I love my mother, and I love my mother’s hands even more!