Fourth grade skiing composition

Whether you are at school or stepping into the society, when it comes to composition, you must be familiar with it. Composition can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). You always have no way to write a composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition on skiing in the fourth grade. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

Skiing composition 1 For the fourth grade, it is scorching sun outside, but it is thick snow indoors. Have you ever been to such a place? One day in the summer vacation, my parents took me to this place, which is the ski resort.

We drove to the ski resort, and through the transparent glass, I saw people in the room wearing thick ski suits, gliding quickly from top to bottom. I can't wait to get in. At this time, my father brought me a thick ski suit I asked my father, "Why do we wear such thick clothes?" Dad said, "because the temperature inside is very low and cold." If the temperature is high, the snow will melt. " I get dressed with a grain of salt, put on my ski shoes and rush in with my skis. Then I realized, wow, it's really cold in there.

This is my first time skiing. Father patiently told me the essentials of skiing, and I listened carefully. Finally, it's time to show my skills. I walked to the middle of the ski resort, stepped on the snowboard and rushed down. It was a little fast and a little scared when I just slipped down. I squatted down hard and leaned forward. When I came down, I stopped with my feet. It seems that skiing is not difficult. So I slipped down from above again and again, and then walked up from below. Later, I became more and more courageous and wanted to slide down from the highest point of the ski resort, which frightened my parents. They strongly disagree. But I still keep trying. So my father and I took the elevator together to the highest place in the ski resort. At this time, I was a little scared and didn't dare to slide. But then, I thought, since I'm here, I'll try it, so I tried to slide down. However, due to the steep slope at this time, the direction is a bit difficult to control. As a result, I turned over a few somersaults, my gloves were wet and my hands were a little stiff, so I gave up halfway.

It seems that one should do everything according to one's ability, step by step, and not be eager for quick success and instant benefit.

The car was driving on the winding road, and I was so excited that I looked around in the car. Today, Dad and Dad's friends went skiing at Chaheji Ski Resort.

This is my first time skiing. I put on my worn boots and stepped on a slender skateboard. My heart is pounding with nervousness. I first groped slowly on the flat ground and mastered the skills of balance and sliding.

Dad chatted with friends and kept saying, "I'm sure I can wrestle." I was even more worried when I heard two aunts standing next to me say that their friend's child broke his leg while skiing.

Dad encouraged me: "That first skiing was very good." We took the cable car up the snow slope together. I took a deep breath, hesitated, and took the first step with anxiety. Unexpectedly, I slipped and flew out, like an arrow that left the string, like a runaway wild horse, and like a soldier who charged. The wind whistling in my ear, I silently thought, "Will you die if you fall from here?" I don't think so. Will it break? It's possible, but I'll try to keep my balance and not fall. "

Gradually, my sliding speed slowed down. I opened my eyes slightly closed and took a long breath. I thought about those twenty seconds, and I thought a lot of things. This 20-second journey is really exciting.

Looking back on the reaction at that time, I was afraid, but I took the first step bravely. Life is the same, I will encounter difficulties, big and small. As long as we take a firm first step, it is possible to overcome setbacks.

This is my unforgettable first skiing experience, which is exciting, novel, uneasy and nervous, but more is the great joy after success.

It's sunny today, and we are going to go skiing in Raoshan Ski Resort by car.

We laughed and laughed all the way. After going around the mountain, we are going to climb it. We walked on, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering the fields on the roadside with a thick quilt and even freezing the branches. Because there is too much snow, cars can't drive at the top of the road, so we have to take the path. It's called a path, but it's just a path trampled by countless feet. As we walked, we played with snow and laughed all over the path.

After walking for half an hour, I finally arrived at the ski resort. We couldn't wait to change into ski equipment and come to the ski resort. Not long after I went out, I saw someone fall. I was secretly glad that I didn't fall and tried to get up. Just as I was about to climb to the top, I accidentally fell with a plop. I didn't give up. I stood up and continued to climb. After climbing for a long time, I finally climbed to the top. I was so tired that I couldn't breathe and had a rest. After the rest, I got up my courage, got ready and ran away. The wind echoed in my ears, and everyone next to me quickly fell back. I fly on the ski resort like a fly. How exciting!

As soon as I slipped down, I couldn't wait to get up, slide down, get up and slide down with my classmates. My skiing skills are getting higher and higher, and skiing is getting smoother and smoother. Although we are all tired, we are all happy and excited. We all like the fun of skiing.

In a blink of an eye, two hours have passed and it's time for us to go skiing. We can only reluctantly set foot on the road home. Sitting in the car, I thought: If I can come here again next time, I must play more and enjoy skiing more.

Skiing is a word that people often talk about, but now, we can hardly see snow. What about skiing? I think the heavy snow should be visible only before! When I was a child, when it snowed, my parents and I had snowball fights and made snowmen. What an interesting time! In this winter vacation, I also went to the Peach Blossom Island Ski Resort with my parents, grandparents, uncles and aunts and Nini (my aunt's little daughter). Ah, I finally arrived at the ski resort, where I have been waiting for a long time! This is my first visit to this ski resort, and my heart is full of questions. How about the ski resort here? Is it big? Is it fun? Excited and nervous, as soon as I entered the gate, it was so beautiful, surrounded by white, and I saw people happily sliding down from the top of the mountain and carrying them up with magic carpets. Seeing that they are in high spirits, we are all eager to try. Hey, Nini, don't run around! I'll never find you again! With aunt's cry, we entered the ski resort, got two tires at the bead and took the magic carpet up the mountain. Wait and wait, finally it's my turn. I'm on the tire, okay? Go down! With the greetings from the staff, I was put down. It was a wonderful feeling. The tire was spinning and I was spinning. It was as smooth as oil. I took a deep breath. Finally, I reached the foot of the mountain safely, so I played again and again, and it was more interesting and exciting every time. When we were playing, unconsciously, sighing for fun, when the wind blew through my ears, and when time went by little by little, we reluctantly left the ski resort. Through this skiing, I learned that I have to have courage to do anything and have the courage to try.

Last winter vacation, I went to Chen Zhi Ski Resort in Seoul. Enjoy skiing.

We can't wait to get to the ski resort. Under the guidance of the tour guide, we put on shoes as heavy as big stones, carried sledges and poles as high as one person, and jingled on the snow slope. I quickly put my snowshoes on the sleigh and slid with the snow, then the cold wind of the trend slid sideways. My hand has been raised backwards and the speed is getting faster and faster. I feel the magic of snow, driving beautiful snow, like an arrow, avoiding the sun and entering the realm of ecstasy. But soon, my eyes warned me-almost flat. I quickly put away my feet and braked the "car" as much as possible, gradually reducing the speed.

I didn't like it once and wanted to do it again. When I turned around and looked up and saw the long road, I couldn't help shivering: "How high!" " "I stood on the slippery snow, and the cold wind kept pushing me back. I unbuckled the sled, grabbed the sled with my cold hands, carried it hard, and stepped on the heavy steps helplessly, facing the cold wind. Gradually, the residual snow in the hand has turned into a pool of water. Although there is cold wind to wipe the face, sweat still seeps out from the thin pores. I have reached the middle at this time. Looking back, it is a step by step footprint. I thought to myself: slide down from here and it won't take long to get to the bottom. Not cost-effective! Keep climbing, it will take a long time, too tired! Hey! We are in the middle. We might as well climb up! So, I perked up and continued to climb. ...

Finally, I came to the top of the slope panting, and I was very happy to see that string of footprints! I dive down and feel the joy of skiing again, enjoying the magic of wind bath and snow.

Skiing for the first time not only brought me happiness, but also made me deeply feel that persistence is victory!

I have many unforgettable things, but skiing is the most unforgettable thing for me. My hometown is a magical place with four distinct seasons: spring is flowers and winter is snow. Once the temperature drops sharply in the middle of winter, the ski resorts in the suburbs will be open to the public day and night.

This year, our city held a youth skiing experience activity. I jumped with joy when I learned that I could be one of them to ski in the ski resort. On the bus to the ski resort, my heart flew to the snowy ski resort, and the snowy roads all over the mountains were white. I boarded the snowshoes under the guidance of the coach and teacher, picked up my snow pole and stood on the snowy road. After the coach and teacher taught me a few simple skiing moves, I got on a motorcycle and went to a snowy slope. It doesn't seem to snow on the slope, and then I know that its falling speed is far from what I expected. The speed of falling along the snow slope made my body instinctively lean forward, and the whole person flew forward like two wings. The hat blown in by the cold wind penetrated my clothes, but I really didn't feel cold at all, and it was getting faster and faster. I want to block my speed with the snow print of the snowboard. Who knows that I really deviated from the slide before I slowed down, and the whole person fell forward, and I was upset, eating snow in my mouth, but I smiled, which was so exciting. I struggled, but I couldn't stand up. I finally stood up, my center of gravity was unstable and I plunged into the snow. The coach pulled me out with thick hands and told me the essentials of standing independently. I really want to hold the coach's big hand like this, but the coach says it's up to me. I was pushed back to the snowy road, and I got up my courage. This time, I skated much better than before, sliding down the slope, so that after several times of skiing, I gradually mastered the skiing skills and could slide down the snowy road independently.

Looking back at the snowy road, he seems to smile and tell me that this place belongs to the brave, and only those who stand up immediately after falling are brave and strong. Happy times always pass quickly. Two hours passed in a blink of an eye. I want to bid farewell to the ski resort and reluctantly leave it, but my happiness and courage remain in my heart.

No one has the first time, no matter parents or teachers have the first time: talking for the first time, swimming for the first time, riding a bike for the first time. .....................................................................................................................................

I didn't know what a beautiful "frozen" person is until I stood in the icy Harbin (although the scenery in Harbin is beautiful, it is very cold, so I have to turn myself into a masked superman so as not to feel cold). After three days of shopping, I finally want to go to Yabuli, a large outdoor ski resort that I have been waiting for for a long time!

As it was my first time skiing, I excitedly changed my equipment and just put on my shoes and ski suit. At this time, an old-faced uncle appeared quietly next to me: "little friend, I am the coach invited by your mother." I am responsible for your personal safety today. "

Before leaving, the coach said to me again and again in standard Mandarin: "The snowdrift is as high as 50 meters! So when you slide, you must turn your feet into an' A' shape, which will help you slow down and make it difficult to fall. Do you understand? " "I see, don't help me in the first round, just let me skate by myself!" I said grumpily. "Are you sure you don't need it?" "It's no use—""Where are the young people now?"

Unfortunately, I struggled to climb to the top of the snowdrift, only to find that there was a machine that could help me climb the snowdrift.

I want to slide down. It looks really scary. I'm starting to slide. Deception ... there's an ice cube in front. No matter how old I am, it's useless. Tragedy still happened. "Oh, ah ..." I plunged into the snow pit and got up slowly, thinking: persistence is victory. Then I continued to slide, and finally I found the coach on the slide. It turns out that he has been waiting for me. I slid over and said to the coach, "Coach, please teach me!" " "Why? Let me teach you again? " I nodded hard. Under the guidance of the coach, I learned to ski and count. I fell down 24 times in practice. Who let me ski for the first time?

After this first skiing experience, I learned to stick to everything.

Today is the third day of Chinese New Year, and my aunt will take us to ski in Yulong Ski Resort in Zhengzhou. Speaking of snow, my heart is full of expectations. How nice it would be to snow! You can make a snowman and have a snowball fight. But living in Hangzhou since childhood, I have hardly seen snow, let alone skiing. Along the way, I was particularly excited and excited.

Walking into the gate of the ski resort, I looked at a vast expanse of whiteness. Dashan seems to be wearing a white coat, and the surrounding air becomes cold. My aunt bought us tickets, insurance, rented ski tools and hired a coach. I can't wait to put on my ski boots and get excited to start skating. Oh, my God, the shoes are so heavy! I found that my legs, which are usually free to move, don't listen to me at all. They are as hard as lead and unstable as penguins.

I managed to climb to the top of the snow slope. Look down, how high it is! The screams of other skiers came from my ears, and I was scared at once, and my heart was pounding with nervousness. The coach read my mind and encouraged me to say, "Don't be afraid, be brave. Half squat, lean forward. " I plucked up my courage, propped up two snowball fights, boarded the snowboard and glided forward carefully. At first, I skated slowly and smoothly. After a while, I felt very simple, so I couldn't help skating very fast. "ouch!" I suddenly fell to the ground in the snow and couldn't stand up. As the coach helped me up, he said to me, "When sliding, the distance between skis should be narrow at the front and wide at the back, the knees should be buckled inward, and the inner character should be used when braking." According to the coach's action essentials, I tried to adjust my posture, which was much smoother and slipped to the bottom of the slope in the blink of an eye. From the top of the slope to the bottom of the slope, I slide over and over again, and the more skilled I am, the better I am. I like the feeling of skiing, like flying and the wind whistling in my ear. How interesting!

Unconsciously, two hours passed and I reluctantly left the ski resort. I'm so happy today that I actually learned to ski! I'm looking forward to the next skiing.

During the winter vacation, there was a heavy snow. Snowflakes are flying everywhere, whirring ... The north wind is singing winter songs, and snowflakes are like dancers, dancing with light and charming steps in the wind! The pine and cypress trees are covered with crystal white tulle skirts and dance with snowflakes. As soon as the north wind blows, layers of gauze fall, as if there was another heavy snow under the tree, and the falling snowflakes covered the stones under the tree with a thick quilt! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

My sister Yaya and I were fascinated by the heavy snow all over the sky. We came to the hillside of Zhanggongdi. Looking at the white hillside, I had a brainwave and thought of a fun thing-skiing! But what should we do without skis? Suddenly, it dawned on me to use cardboard! So I said to my father who came with us, "Dad, bring us some cardboard." Without saying anything, dad rushed down the hill and went to the garage to get us cardboard.

After a while, my father came back with two pieces of cardboard in his hand. "Yes! Great, you've had enough fun! " I am delighted to say. We "struggled" to climb the top of the hill, couldn't wait to pick up the cardboard, lay it flat on the slope, sit on it carefully, spread our legs, grab the sides of the cardboard with both hands, and rush down the slope with a shout. I kept my eyes open, but with a breath, I flew into the oleander forest and bumped into the snow! Alas, how can I be so unlucky! Forget it, failure is the mother of success. Try again! So I got up and went back to the top of the mountain. What a coincidence this time, I just rushed down the hill with Sister Ya. Sister Ya's snow flow hit my "snowmobile" hard, which made me turn around on the road and scared me to cry. Oh! I accidentally rolled down the stairs again! Really just out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den! Slowly, we all mastered the trick of keeping balance: when skiing, we should lean back slightly and separate our feet slightly. The more we skated, the more skillful we became, and the whole hillside echoed with our silvery laughter. ...

It was getting dark, and we returned to our warm home covered with snow. How happy we are today! What an unforgettable snow!

The winter vacation has finally arrived! My parents and I started a winter vacation trip to Ningbo for skiing. The scenery along the way is beautiful, the trees are red and the eyes are bright. After several hours of trekking, we finally arrived at the Xieshanggang Ski Resort in Ningbo.

As soon as I entered the ski resort, a cold wind blew on my face, and I couldn't help reaching into my pocket. Dad went to get me snowshoes, poles and other ski supplies to wear, and we went skiing. As soon as we get to the snowfield, ah! My eyes turned white, as if I had come to the world of snow. I thought to myself: skiing is so easy! I took a snowball fight, stuck it in the snow and tried to hold it back. Unexpectedly, the center of gravity was unstable and fell to the right when sliding. I don't want to stand up, but anyone who has skied knows that it is very difficult to stand up in the snow. Finally, my father came and helped me up. I couldn't help thinking in disappointment, "How difficult it is! I won't learn! " "What's the matter? Want to give up? " Dad asked me. I must keep practicing for a long time before I learn to ski on the flat.

Next, challenge alpine skiing! I took the magic carpet to the top of the mountain, and my heart pounded like a bomb all the way: will I fall? Will it break when you fall? Soon, I came to the top of the mountain. I put on my skis and smoothed to the top of the mountain. It's slipping! I screamed, kept my balance in a snowball fight, my feet were splayed, and the wind roared past me. Soon, I reached the foot of the mountain. I was surprised that I didn't fall. After playing for several times, it was time, and I reluctantly left the ski resort.

This skiing, I realized a profound truth: "Failure is the mother of success". It's hard for a person to reach the sky in one step without experiencing setbacks. This experience has also become the most precious wealth of my eleven years old.

Skiing composition for the fourth grade 1 1 It should be everyone's dream to go skiing in spring. This weekend, my sister Ma Xiao and I went to Happy Valley in Ninghai and experienced an interesting skiing trip for the first time.

The ski resort is located at the top of Happy Valley, known as "the first peak in eastern Zhejiang", also known as "wild boar pit". As soon as I got off the bus, I heard the howl of "Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow". When we approached the gate, we found that they were two "fake pig" full of bubbles, and we couldn't help laughing.

When you enter the ski resort, the first thing you see is a world wrapped in silver. The steep slope is as big as two or three thousand square meters, which is equivalent to three times that of our school stadium. The snowfield is crowded with people: "Aha" cheers, "Ouch! Ah! " The sound of wrestling is endless. But everyone has a sweet smile. We can't wait to take our skis and get ready.

I watched my parents put on snowshoes, set foot on skis and have a snowball fight. It was not until they were all dressed that I began to get dressed and prepare for the battle. Mother took the lead and fell down before she started. I finally stood up trembling, was hit by someone behind me, and flew out like an arrow. I smiled gloatingly. I didn't stop laughing. I found my foot slipped unconsciously. I rushed over and tried my best to survive by having a snowball fight.

I walked forward carefully step by step, and my courage gradually increased. I held back and slipped. The wind blew from my ear, and my heart seemed to jump out of my chest. Fortunately, I was narrowly missed until I reached the ground. I just took a deep breath and felt hot all over. My face is like a big apple.

Skiing is so exciting and interesting that I can't forget it

Skiing is a cool thing, do you yearn for it? Anyway, I am looking forward to it. Skiing is included in the regular program "Where is Dad?". After that program was broadcast, I even dreamed of going skiing.

If you want to ski, you have to snow first, but there is no snowflake floating in Hangzhou this year, so you have to go skiing at the artificial snowfall field in Daming Mountain, Lin 'an.

Skiing is not an easy task. When you step on two long and narrow snowboards, it seems that your feet are not your own, and you always step on each other, making your master wrestle with me.

When I finally learned how to walk on a snowboard in the snow, new problems came again. How can I slide down the ramp? Especially when people around me fall, I feel a little scared.

At first, my mother was worried about my safety and wanted to find a ski instructor to teach me. I refused. I said, "Mom, I don't want a coach. I want to find out for myself." Say that finish, I' Liu Zhi' slipped down. However, I didn't skate far. I fell down, but I didn't give up. I stood up and continued to work hard. Although I also wrestled later, I explored a lot of skiing essentials myself, such as squatting forward and leaving the ski pole off the ground when skiing. In this way, I slipped more smoothly, and when I got to the back, I almost stopped wrestling, and I even got to the end.

Actually, skiing takes courage. As long as you slide out of the first step, there is nothing to be afraid of. Even if you wrestle, it's nothing. At most, it hurts a little. It will be fine after a while. Anything can only be mastered if you dare to try, do and practice more, and skiing is the same!

At the end of the fourth grade winter vacation, my mother drove me to Chongli for skiing.

When we arrived at the place, we didn't have lunch, so we immediately rented a whole set of ski clothes and a pair of long skis, and immediately rushed to those towering snow-capped mountains in full gear. At that time, there was a small snow slope on the snowy road. Some people just slipped on a snowy slope and flew straight away. They flew far and far and landed handsomely. I also want to try, and it turns out. ...

In the first three days, the coach always taught me the basics of skiing.

On the fourth day, I can finally ski alone. Carrying a heavy snowboard to the cable car, happily set off for the top of the mountain. When I got to the top of the mountain, I looked at it first and thought about how slippery the road was. The wind blew on my face, and I rushed down like a sword and reached the starting point smoothly. How exciting! That's fun!

I got on the cable car again. In the cable car, I saw a man take off successfully on a snowy slope and land perfectly. I thought to myself: nothing! I am sure I can fly there. When I was ready to slide down at the top of the mountain, I cheered myself up in my heart: nothing, I will be fine. When I slipped in front of the snow slope, my back was pushed up like a rocket by the invisible palm, and I seemed to fly. Suddenly, I panicked and rolled forward several times before I knew it. I was lying on the snow and lost my pole in an instant. I don't know where I flew. Two skis fell off and scattered on the snow.

My feet hurt. I realized that I had failed. I still have many shortcomings. I will continue to work hard. I got up at once, put on my skis and slid down slowly. I had a rest at the foot of the mountain, refreshed myself, got on the cable car and continued my next challenge.

This skiing is very interesting. Although I fell, it didn't affect my mood. I will come again in the future to continue to challenge and enjoy the feeling of flying.

One day in winter vacation, my sister, father, mother and grandmother went skiing. After playing in the Xuequ Garden all morning and having lunch, we asked grandma to look after the clothes, put on ski shoes and skis, and then took two poles. Ski shoes are too heavy for me to walk. Although I was scared, I still let my father carry me into the snow. As soon as it snowed, my father taught me to skate with my mother: lean forward, feet side by side, then hold the pole with both hands, insert it into the snow, and hold it with both hands.

After learning, my mother and I tried skating on the flat snow. After a while, dad asked us to try to slide a small slope. We tried it. It was really interesting. At first, I only dared to slide along the slope. Later, I skated several times, and gradually I could slide with a pole.

It was a long time before I stopped to have a rest. Looking up: mom, sister and dad are on another steep slope. When my mother came down from the slope, she leaned back and landed on all fours and slipped. We laughed. Dad helped mom up, and mom patted the snow and continued to slide. I think mom is very brave. My father and sister wanted to go to a steeper slope, but I didn't dare to go, so my mother and I slipped that small slope. Dad and sister were great, and they slipped down steadily. I think I will learn from them next time. The sun went down, and dad said it was time to go home. A little reluctant, haven't played enough! Dad says it's not safe to take the mountain road after dark. So we reluctantly left.

Today, I was in a good mood, had a very exciting time and felt the joy of skiing. Come skiing here again!

Composition for Skiing Grade Four 15 February 1- On February 8th, our family of three went to Harbin once. Although the weather there is very cold, the northeast people there are very enthusiastic about us, and our family is very happy. Among them, what impressed me the most was learning skiing at Ji Hua Ski Resort in Harbin.

At eight o'clock this morning, we arrived at Ji Hua Ski Resort in Harbin under the leadership of my mother and colleagues. Mom and dad invited a coach, and so did I. When this coach in Northeast China taught me, he said, "The figure of eight with your feet inside is the braking system. Driving a little is acceleration, and driving a little more will be faster. " When he finished, he asked me to do it, and I did as he asked. The first time I slipped down the mountain, the coach said that I was a good skater and I was very proud. On the second downhill slide, the coach taught me how to turn left and right: left foot turns right, right foot turns left. After I mastered this method, I didn't skate very well because I always used my right foot when I turned right. When turning left, I always use my left foot hard, which is very confusing. In order to master this method, I also fell. When the last moment approached, I mastered this method. My mother is only a little worse than me in skating, and my father's skill can be compared with mine. My skill has reached the point where it can be said. If ranked according to the number of wrestling, dad didn't fall once; I * * * fell twice; Mom fell four times.

This time I skied at Ji Hua Ski Resort in Harbin, and I-I think I skated very happily, very happily and very well. Because I learned to ski, I will learn another sport!