Reading pictures and writing compositions in Chinese language for the fourth grade of primary school

1. Picture composition for the fourth grade volume 1

On Sunday, the sun was shining brightly, and Doudou went for a spring outing with her father and mother.

When they arrived in the wild, Doudou saw little swallows flying back from the south, flying freely in the sky; the willow trees by the river grew green leaves, which were blown by the breeze, and the green grass Sneaking out from the ground, they are everywhere. When you walk on them, they are soft and soft, as if covered with a green carpet. Bright flowers are everywhere, including red, white, pink, purple, and all kinds of flowers. So colorful, extremely beautiful and exuding a fragrant fragrance. The family of three walked back and forth, looked around, and had a lot of fun without feeling tired at all.

Until noon, my mother found a place, laid out a mat, and put the food she brought. The family of three started eating. The little snail saw it and came to join in the fun; the bird flew on the grass, He was chirping, as if he was telling me to eat some. On the way home, Doudou said: I had a great time on the spring outing today. As soon as she finished speaking, her father and mother smiled happily. 2. Picture composition for the fourth grade of elementary school

[Picture composition for the fourth grade of elementary school] Picture composition for the fourth grade of elementary school, Part 1

Candy Teacher

Speaking of candies, there are many kinds, sweet and sour, such as marshmallows, lollipops, milk candies, maltose, chocolate... I love them all, and I also have many teachers who are like candies. , the fourth grade of primary school looks at pictures and writes.

Speaking of teachers, I have a Lollipop teacher who tutored me in preparing for the exam during the summer vacation. Her surname is Yuan, and we all call her Teacher Yuan. Teacher Yuan is chubby, with a white face, watery eyes, and bangs set aside, just like a lollipop, very cute. She has a gentle voice and everyone likes her very much.

However, this lovely "Lollipop Teacher" also has her tough side. For example, if I fail to complete the homework she assigns to me, she will criticize me angrily. However, just like a lollipop, you see that it is very hard, but when you put it in your mouth and slowly taste it and melt it, you will find that it is sweet and very good. Teacher Yuan is like this too. If you slowly start class with her, you will find that she is just like a lollipop, lively, cute, gentle and sweet.

I also have a "marshmallow teacher" who I also met during the summer vacation. A long, long time has passed, but that time is still clearly visible. "Teacher Marshmallow" is called Wei Li. She is very friendly and can quickly get along with her classmates. She always has a smile on her face. Only when her classmates are disobedient will she change from "clear sky" to "clear sky". Dark clouds are gathering.” She smiles like a child, and she draws very well with colored chalks. Because she is a teacher, I will also learn from Teacher Wei in the future and draw excellent paintings. Our studio is simply a "laughing room". From time to time, hearty laughter comes from the studio. Teacher Wei is very humorous and often makes us laugh with his words.

One day, I went to learn to draw and heard the song "Marshmallow" from the teacher's computer. I liked it very much. "Picture Composition for the Fourth Grade in Elementary School". This song comes from five happy boys who are the supreme team. I went home, searched for this song, and kept listening to it. Gradually, it gave me inspiration for writing. Teacher Wei is like a soft marshmallow, pure and lively.

In addition to these two, I also have many candy teachers. They all have one characteristic, they are lively, cute, pure, and sweet. More importantly, they are all my good teachers... < /p>

Chapter 2

The Lazy Brother

As the saying goes: "Failure is the mother of success." Yes, if you don't experience ups and downs, how can you see a rainbow! Do you want to know the reason for failure?

My brother is an example.

Today, my brother is training outside for painting. Because I was very busy today, I couldn't go to my brother's place to find out the news, so I asked my sister to go to the training ground to see how my brother was doing.

One second, one minute, one hour... Time passes slowly, making me become impatient. Even if it is just one second, it makes me feel that this second is much slower than usual. I opened the security door, ah, a breeze and a hint of fragrance blew in my face, turning the impatient me into a cheerful and active bird in an instant, making me feel happy.

At this time, the younger sister dragged her younger brother back, and saw that her face was pale and her brows were furrowed, as if she was angry. Where is my brother? After he was dragged back, he ran into the house without taking off his shoes or washing his hands, holding the remote control in his hand and watching cartoons with gusto.

My sister came over and said that my brother was not serious at all in class. Not only that, he was leaning over the desk, looking at the bright sunshine leisurely and lazily, not taking the exam as a serious matter at all.

When collecting the test paper, only a few items were outlined with black color pen on the paper. The teacher gave him a "to be passed" mark, and he was ranked last in the drawing class!

Just these few words ignited my "emotional fuse", and I loudly said to my brother: "You have gone too far. You are too lazy to even write a simple painting. You are about to get there." It's hopeless! Go and paint again!" My loud shouting made him cry, but he still went to paint in a good manner.

Brother, I shouldn't have been so loud to you at that time. Maybe, I want to apologize to you. But, you know what? If you insist on being lazy like this, your life will have no interest, let alone care, consideration and friendship. I hope you will be a good child who studies hard, thinks hard, and practices hard, because laziness is the root of all evil! 3. Chinese language unit 4 of the second volume of the fourth grade. Composition looking at pictures and writing

Sample essay 1 An old photo Wang Xiukun of Xinhai Primary School, Taiping District When talking about old photos, many people will think of happy scenes in their childhood.

However, the old photo I am going to show you today will remind you of the inhumane war 60 years ago. On August 28, 1937, Japanese invaders bombed the Shanghai Railway Station. This photo was taken by a reporter at the time.

On this day, as usual, Shanghai South Railway Station was crowded with people. At this moment, the sound of "Weng Weng" enemy planes suddenly came from the sky. Before people could wake up, " "Boom, boom!" There were several loud noises. Suddenly, smoke filled the train station and half of the building collapsed. "The Japanese plane is coming," "Run, run," "Dad, Mom..." The cries and shouts suddenly became one, and people were panicked and at a loss.

But the enemy's bombing continued, the overpass collapsed, and the train station became a ruin. People stopped surging, and corpses fell into a pool of blood. The South Station, which was noisy just now, was now deathly silent, except for the occasional low ***.

"Mom, are you there." "Dad, I'm afraid..." In this moment of silence, a little boy's cry suddenly came.

He was sitting in the middle of the railroad tracks, covered in blood, shouting with his mouth wide open. He looked at his parents who were covered in blood in front of him. He didn't know what happened. He didn't know why his parents were motionless. He didn't know that he would become an orphan from now on. He didn't know how to survive in the future... The ruins in front of him, the ruins in front of him. Orphans, aren't they all the heinous crimes left in China by Japan's war of aggression against China? Do the lonely children prove that your "East Asian prosperity" in China is a lie? This old photo makes it impossible for us to erase the shock in the hearts of every Chinese. The scenes of Japan’s heinous crimes of invading China are still vivid in our minds.

Brief comment: The article starts with old photos and leads to the heinous crime of the Japanese invasion of China. The author captures the description of the little boy's appearance through careful observation. The lines are full of hatred for the Japanese army, which highlights the center and reflects the author's thoughts and feelings.

Example 2 Children in the Ruins Xun Hongcui, Xinhai Primary School, Taiping District This photo shows the scene when the Japanese invaders bombed the Shanghai South Railway Station in my country on August 28, 1937. Crying babies and collapsed houses make us feel like we have returned to the humiliating era when our Chinese nation was bullied.

It is a sunny morning, when students should go to school, workers go to work, and the elderly and children take a nap and play in front of and behind the house. However, due to the indiscriminate bombing by the Japanese army, many schools and factories in Shanghai have been bombed, and people can no longer go to work and school normally.

At this time, Shanghai Railway Station, because the North Station had become a war zone, traffic was cut off, and the South Station became the only exit for traffic, so the Shanghai South Railway Station was overcrowded. Suddenly there was the roar of airplanes in the air, and Japanese enemy planes flew in and dropped a large number of bombs.

The Shanghai Railway Station turned into ruins in an instant. The station, overpass platform and rails were blown to pieces. There were countless casualties among the people in the station, and the ground was covered with corpses.

In the flames, parents called anxiously for their children, and the children cried and looked for their relatives. The injured people screamed in pain, and the tragic cries of young children in the ruins were even more heartbreaking. A few minutes ago, this baby might have been acting coquettishly in his mother's warm embrace, playing with the toys his father had made for him.

A few minutes later, the invaders' bombs destroyed everything beautiful in an instant. The moment the enemy plane dropped the bomb, the child's mother tried to use her body to shield the child from the flying rubble and shrapnel. The child's mother was killed by the bomb.

The child who was lucky enough to survive could no longer recognize his mother who was bloody and bloody, and he cried loudly. But there was no mother's kind smiling face in front of him, and there was no father's usual strong hands to hold him.

The child's immature cry seemed to question the invaders: Why are you so cruel, taking away the lives of my parents and taking away my happy childhood? I am so young, how will I live in the future? ! Yes, it was the war that turned the originally bustling streets into ruins, it was the war that destroyed people's originally happy homes, and it was the war that shattered the childhood dreams of children.

I hope that such historical tragedies will never happen again, so that children all over the world can have a happy and beautiful childhood, and the world will always be filled with happiness and laughter.

Brief comment: The article introduces readers into the war-torn era through the description of the picture content. The article focuses on describing the tragic scene at Shanghai South Railway Station after the bombing by enemy planes.

Fully expresses the theme of advocating peace and opposing war. The language is simple and expresses true feelings.

Sample Essay 3 Remember the History and Don’t Forget the National Humiliation Wang Xiukun, Xinhai Primary School, Taiping District On August 28, 1937, as usual at Shanghai South Railway Station, many passengers were waiting for the train in the waiting room. At this time, the Japanese invaders dropped countless bombs on the station. Suddenly, the train station became a wasteland, the overpass was broken, the rails were twisted, dilapidated houses, bricks and tiles on the ground were in a mess.

At this time, the cry of a little boy was heard. His parents and relatives were all killed by the bomb with a "bang". Now that he has become an orphan, his future destiny and life are unimaginable.

Perhaps in those war-torn times, no one would care about him. He would live on the streets and even be on the verge of death, never having the chance to avenge his dead parents. Maybe he will meet a kind person, take him home, and raise him to grow up.

No matter what his life is like, for him, he is an innocent victim, and the entire Chinese people are innocent victims. The Japanese invaders burned, killed, looted and committed all kinds of evil, killing more than 35 million of our compatriots.

The crimes committed by the Japanese invaders are countless and heinous, and there are countless scenes like this. We can never forget the inhumane massacre by the Japanese invaders and the backbone of our nation who rose up in the massacre.

A female writer said it well: "Forgetting the Holocaust is the second Holocaust." Lenin warned us: "Forgetting the past means betraying the sentence."

Let Let us ring the warning bell louder and louder, let the bell always arouse our national spirit, inspire young people to grow into a new generation that realizes the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, let the bell travel across the ocean, deafen the ears. , taking history as a mirror and calling for peace, evil must be defeated and justice must prevail. The Chinese people, the people of Asia and the people of the world will never allow themselves to be invaded or invaded. 4. How to write an essay about looking at pictures and writing in the fourth volume of the second volume of the fourth grade for primary school students, about 400 words

"Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently." How well Du Fu wrote this poem ! Yes, as soon as the harsh winter is over, the misty spring rain comes quietly to the world again. He urges the earth to wake up and adds vitality to spring. At this time, I like to walk in the rain and admire the beautiful patterns woven by the fine spring rain.

Look! The misty drizzle covers the earth like smoke and tulle, making the earth present a picturesque scene. The drizzle moistens the willow tree, and the willow tree wakes up, the willow branches soften, and spit out buds as big as rice grains; the breeze blows the Buddha, swaying gently, like a group of fairies in gauze skirts dancing. As if someone was directing, the birds flapped their wings and sang freely on the willow branches, singing the praises of spring happily. The spring flowers couldn't help but open their smiling faces, happily bathing in the tender green grass caressed by the rain. Not to be outdone, they shook their bodies and got out of the ground, covering the earth with a furry green dress. ah! How beautiful! This tree, this flower, and this grass form a gorgeous picture that only spring rain can paint!

Look! The children were also attracted, holding small umbrellas of fiery red, sky blue and crimson, swaying in the spring rain. There were so many and so beautiful... Among the children there was a person wearing glasses - that was not ours. Teacher? ah! Teacher, isn’t Chunyu your incarnation? Aren't you selflessly watering the flowers of the motherland like the spring rain? 5. Picture composition for the second volume of the fourth grade of elementary school

The Lonely Child On August 28, 1937, it was dark and the sun was blocked by layers of dark clouds.

But the Shanghai South Railway Station was still bustling with activity. People preparing to take the train did not notice at all that a small group of heavily armed Japanese soldiers were approaching the entrance of the train station. They held submachine guns in their hands and bullet bags hanging on their waists, and quickly scanned the busy people around them with their wolf-like eyes.

Suddenly, a man who looked like a commander raised his submachine gun and fired at the noisy crowd. Several young people at the ticket gate were so frightened by this sudden attack that they were stunned. Fell in a pool of blood. Among the children who were resting and playing in front of the platform, some were timid and were so frightened that they burst into tears; there were also some daring ones who fled in all directions.

The entire train station was shrouded in fear, and there were waves of murderous intent in the air. Accompanied by a "buzzing" sound, several bowtie fighter jets of different colors and shapes were flying towards here. They were seen hovering over the train station like a few ferocious eagles, dropping a few bombs. Then he flew away.

The South Railway Station, which was bustling an hour ago, instantly turned into ruins. From the ruins of the South Railway Station came bursts of childish cries, and a little boy was seen sitting on the ground splattered with blood, crying helplessly.

He was dressed in ragged clothes, and his thin body supported his big head. He was obviously another poor child with malnutrition. He is a poor child, but also the luckiest child.

When the enemy plane dropped the bomb, the young parents pressed their sleeping child under their bodies and provided him with a place of refuge with their own lives. A few minutes later, a steel plate fell squarely on the couple... When the child woke up, he could not find his parents among the unrecognizable corpses around him.

The child may have realized that the person he loves most has left him, and he doesn’t know what else to do except cry. This is a small fragment of the disaster that war brings to mankind.

Of course, the poor child was taken in by a kind passerby. When he grew up, the child appealed to people all over the world: "For the children not to lose their father, for the wife not to lose her husband, for the sake of the elderly not to lose their father." Losing another son, people all over the world should act in unison to sound the death knell for war in the new 21st century and make the world a true home for mankind. "When the footsteps of spring approach us, we will stretch out. Open your arms and wait quietly.

When the guns of war sound again, we must pray with our hearts that in the spring breeze, people all over the world can bathe in the sunshine of peace and love. 6. An example of the picture composition "Tears in the Ruins" for the fourth grade of elementary school, Volume 1, Chinese Language Garden 5 for the fourth grade of elementary school

Tears in the Ruins [Repost] I just got through to a Sichuan journalist friend who interviewed me. She just came back from Mianzhu on the phone. This petite girl told me on the phone what she saw. She only used four words to describe it, which was: "the end of the world." She said that she could hardly work, and she burst into tears. It never stopped, it was so miserable, there were ruins one after another, and there were cries and cries everywhere. The rescue team worked like crazy to save people, but often they couldn't save people. The photographers who followed me only took one picture and threw down their cameras. Go help, because the scene makes it impossible for you to stand and watch. She told me that she saw a scene at a school that she would never forget. Most of the main teaching building of the school collapsed. There were almost 100 students in class at the time. More than 100 children were crushed underneath. They were all primary school students. Some soldiers who seemed to be firefighters had snatched out more than a dozen children and more than 30 corpses from the rubble. The child could no longer open her eyes. She said that she suddenly felt that she had no courage to speak. However, at the most critical moment of rescue, the ruins of the teaching building suddenly moved due to aftershocks and crane operations, and it could happen at any time. If another collapse occurs, it is very dangerous to enter the ruins for rescue. It is almost equal to death. The fire commander at that time issued a death order, asking those who got into the ruins to evacuate immediately and wait until the collapse stabilizes before entering. However, at this time, several people who had just The soldiers who came out of the ruins shouted and found the child again. A few soldiers heard it and ignored it, turning around to dig in again. At this time, the collapse happened, and a huge concrete block was sinking. The soldiers who were turning around were immediately dragged by other soldiers, and the two groups were pulling on them. Finally, the soldiers on the ruins were dragged to a safe area. A soldier who had just brought out a child from the ruins knelt down. He cried loudly and told the people who were dragging him, please let me save another one, please let me save another one! I can save one more! Everyone cried when they saw this situation, but there was nothing they could do. They just watched the ruins collapse for the second time. Later, the children were dug out, but only one was still alive. Looking at those When a young soldier held the surviving little girl and ran to the rescue tent screaming in the rain, she was already crying. I can't imagine what a tragic scene it was at the time that was already so thrilling on the phone. , I only know that this is true, and that now, in the epicenter, such things are still happening repeatedly. Just tonight, sitting in the comfort of my room, I realized for the first time whether I should do something What, even though I can't be there, should I do what I can? So with tears in my eyes, I first posted this blog post. I know this blog post cannot bring any actual help, but it is the most convenient thing that I can think of and the first thing I can do immediately. Although an article has no power, at least I can make more people pay attention to this matter. Only when the first thing is completed can the second and third things be done. God bless China, and there is love in the world. Friends, No matter what conditions you have around you, as long as it can help the disaster-stricken areas, I hope we will take action immediately. Don't let it be a small kindness. An article or a dollar donation is a kind of support. 2008 is destined to be both glory and disaster. In a glorious year, it is the land of the Chinese people that suffers, and the hearts of the Chinese people are glorified.