Yu fourth grade composition

In ordinary daily life, writing is the most familiar thing for everyone. With the help of writing, we can improve our language organization ability. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is the composition of the fourth grade rain that I helped you organize, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Summer rain falls from thick clouds, so light. The rain is like a soft needle, gently stuck to the ground; Rain, like a wisp of soft silk, floats to the ground, making a beautiful splash; Rain is like clean silk, reflecting the blue sky.

Summer rain, falling on the roof, makes a "tick" sound, just like wind chimes singing; Landing, knocking out the sound of "snapping", like the applause of the audience, cheering for the successful dancers in the water; Falling into the pond, stepping on the sound of "all in one", just like a group of musicians playing drums.

Summer rain with the smell of grass, mixed with the strong taste of coffee in the street, is as intoxicating as grass-flavored coffee. Summer rain soaked the fragrance of lotus in the pond and floated into the cup filled with milk tea, just as sweet as lotus-flavored milk tea.

Summer rain falls on my hands, itchy, like a small ant crawling slowly on my hands. Look, it wants to sneak out along the fingertips. Really naughty! After the summer rain, the dust in the air has been taken away by it, the air has become clearer and the ground has become cleaner; Some leaves still have some water droplets, just like pearls; My body has also become fresher, as if it had been washed by rain.

Summer rain came to us with warm hope and beautiful sunshine. Do you feel it?

The rain suddenly came-with a cool breeze and a light cloud, the rain came quietly.

At first, it was raining, like a shy girl singing in a low voice. Everything around her is beating her gently and quietly.

With these encouragements, the shy girl gained some confidence. The voice became louder, "sand, sand ............." At this time, things around her became her keys. Rain girl put her finger on the rock and made a sound of "pa, pa …"; Put your fingers on the leaves and make a "rustling, rustling …" sound; Put your finger on the stream and make a "tick, tick …" sound. Her gentle fingers played an elegant ditty, which was intoxicating.

Now the shy girl has completely let go. I can't believe I sang rock music. At this time, Uncle Leisheng also came here, and it was naturally Brother Lightning who was always one step ahead of him. The three of them together make a perfect combination. In their passionate music, the surrounding flowers and trees can't help dancing for them.

Gradually, it got dark and they were going home. The grass and flowers waved to them and said, "Goodbye and welcome again." The tree gave them a leaf as a souvenir.

I don't know when, the rain quietly left again, taking away a little faint fog and leaving a cool breeze.

Under the eaves, the sound of a few drops of water seems to be the aftertaste of these wonderful music.

The girl came with a cool breeze and warmth. She spread her arms and danced, spreading green all over the earth and inserting flowers in the branches. Flowers compete for fragrance and give off attractive fragrance. The bird is free and sings to the blue sky: "Spring is coming, spring is coming."

The spring rain is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and gently awakens it. They quietly merged into a river when people were unaware of it. According to an ancient poem, "Spring River warms the duck prophet." Unfortunately, I don't like the sight of ducks swimming in the water.

Look at the sky in spring. Why are it colorful and dazzling? Ah, it's a child's kite. Against the background of blue sky and white clouds, kites of various shapes are flying freely, which makes people relaxed and happy!

The earth smiled. The wheat seedlings are growing happily and the fields are green. Plants spit out elegant green leaves. Peach blossoms in the valley and fields are in full bloom next to apricot flowers, spraying fragrant fragrance. On the cliff, in the air and among the trees, orioles, thrushes, larks, swallows and yellowbirds are flying proudly, and songs, birds and the tinkling of streams echo gently in the spring breeze.

Why is spring so colorful? It is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun who are waving diligently, the naive children who are dressing up, and the earth who is silently gestating. ...

At this time every night, the homework has already been finished, the family has fallen asleep, and everything on the earth is silent. I will sit on the bed with a "leisure book" in my arms, put on headphones and listen to the guzheng music flowing leisurely, as if people have entered the book and dissolved into the music. I think it is the simplest life, but it seems to be the most luxurious enjoyment.

Tonight, I didn't read in bed or listen to music-it was raining outside. Turn off the light, sit in the dark and listen quietly and wholeheartedly.

The rain is not very heavy, it is raining. Falling on the ground, in ponds and rivers, adds a quiet to the night. Occasionally, a few drops will drop on the trash can somewhere downstairs, and the sound of "drumming" will spread far and far. Go to the front of the blinds and open the corner of the curtain. At a glance, you can see the street lamp shining in the dark night outside, dizzy, like a colorful Buddha's light.

Looking into the quiet building, there are no more lighted windows. Adults and children have wandered in their dreams. I closed my eyes and listened ... the rain seemed to fall into my mind and heart. It's falling ... falling ... or I'm in the rain!

The night is deeper and quieter, and the rain is still falling. It's falling ... falling ... "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". Get up tomorrow morning, the air will be very fresh, and Ye Er on the tree will be greener!

Today, the sky is gloomy and the weather is cold. It feels like something bad is going to happen, just like the posture I learned last time.

This morning, I finished all my homework and sat in the small pavilion downstairs listening to the rain. The sky has been ringing. After a while, the rain moistened the whole land and the weather became colder and colder with the cool rain. I used to wear thin short sleeves, but the cold autumn wind kept blowing me, so I had to run home and put on thick long sleeves.

It was not until five or six o'clock in the afternoon that I suddenly felt that I had forgotten something. It's been raining, and I really want to run home. I've been sitting at my desk thinking, but I really can't remember, so I went to my mother's mobile phone to watch the school newsletter. Only then did I know that I had to design three reading cards. Alas, I have to get up early to do my homework tomorrow.

Through the lesson of this incident, it reminds me of a sentence that people often say; A good memory is better than a bad writing.

Days are like rosaries, which slip by day after day, string into weeks and string into months.

During the summer vacation, my mother bought me a toy called the Magic Science Laboratory, which contained many experiments and experimental materials. I like it very much.

Today, I'm going to do the experiment of colored pearl rain. The materials I need are cooking oil, pigment, measuring cup, dropper, water and transparent bottle.

First, I pour half a bottle of cooking oil into a transparent bottle. The cooking oil is golden yellow and beautiful. Then, I took three measuring cups, dripped red, blue and purple pigments respectively, then poured 20 ml of water and stirred them evenly. Three bottles of water with different colors like drinks are ready. Then, I sucked a little red water drop into the cooking oil with a dropper. The red water drop appeared in the oil and fell to the bottom of the bottle like rain. I also use the dropper to drop water of other colors, drop by drop. Water drops slowly fall from the oil surface to the bottom of the bottle. In a short time, the bottom of the bottle was covered with water drops of different colors, large and small, which was very beautiful, just like a colorful pearl rain!

After finishing the experiment, I have a good habit of making experimental reports. It turns out that the main component of edible oil is mixed glyceride organic matter, and water is inorganic matter. Their molecular structures are very different, they can't be dissolved together, and their densities are different. The density of water is greater than that of oil, so the water with pigment drops into the oil, forming a ball and falling to the bottom of the bottle.

Doing experiments can not only exercise my practical ability, but also let me know a lot of scientific knowledge. I like doing experiments very much!

One morning, in the hot sun, I was reading a book while blowing an electric fan. It was really hot, and suddenly there was rumbling thunder outside. Is it going to rain? Great, so the weather will get cold! I can't help thinking so happily.

The rain finally began to rain. At first, it was small, hazy and beautiful. I stood in the rain with an umbrella and smelled a faint earthy fragrance and a thick floral fragrance. So, I thought: it tastes so good, it must be delicious! So I stuck out my tongue and tasted it. It's a little cold and a little warm. It's so comfortable I'm already intoxicated. The sound of "ticking" is like playing a cheerful music. Raindrops fall on green leaves, rain turns green, raindrops fall on petals and rain turns red. How I want to turn into a drop of rain, get into the heart of lotus and dream a pink dream!

At this time, the rain suddenly became heavy. It's raining cats and dogs. Hat-sized raindrops fell and hit the window. That's terrible!

After the rain, the weather became cool! I really like rainy days!

Have we helped anyone? For example, when it rains, help the elderly cross the road; When it rains, mom helps you keep out the rain; When it rains, you give people an umbrella; When it rained ... in the first rain this year, I helped others and a touching story happened.

It was raining all the time ... It was dark at that time, not only a few dim street lamps were on, but also the dim fog had covered them. At that time, only a few classmates and I were on the road, but they were all timid and sweaty all the way.

At this time, I saw a worker without an umbrella, but he was still struggling to move forward in the face of heavy rain ... Several classmates and I saw him soaking wet and dripping water on his head. Looking at his mess, he looks like a drowned rat. I feel sorry for you! So, I rushed up. ...

At that time, when I saw him, I waited for a while stupidly. He only wore a vest and a pair of summer pants. What surprised me even more was that his feet were red, covered with mosquito bites, his hands were covered with calluses, and the wrinkles on his face were like thousands of years of dead wood. At this time, I was crazy. I immediately took off my clothes and said, "Uncle worker, you can have this dress. I still have a sweater to keep warm! " "

I have seen a lot of rain, including gentle spring rain, fierce summer rain and cool autumn rain; The cold winter rain, every rain, brought me an unusual experience.

And the first rain of this year, let me gain knowledge that books can't get, and let me know how to help others.

Today, it has been raining. I have nothing to do but sit at the window and stare blankly.

The rain is pouring down. Did Grandma Rain knock over the bucket again? Or is someone crying in the sky? My little head was thinking, suddenly, there was a clear voice in my ear, "click", and then I heard the second and third sounds. What's going on here? It turned out to be the sound of rain hitting the window, as if Miss Rain had given us a beautiful piano music. The sudden "jump" really scared me to death. Is Miss Rain's string broken? Unfortunately, I can't hear the "raindrop music".

After a while, the rain stopped and some dew remained on the leaves. Under the sunlight, the dew sparkled like a gem. Now I'm so happy. You can go out! But the weather was not so obedient, and then it began to rain. It was sunny, but it turned into rainy day.

Really, innocence is kindness. Look, Sister Chishui downstairs is also frowning at the bean-sized raindrops, and she is also dissatisfied with the rain!

I hope it won't rain for too long, because I still want to go out!

Rain fourth grade composition 10 Dark clouds gather and rain comes uninvited.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, I came to the pavilion by the lake and sat in the pavilion, listening to the soft sound of rain falling on the ground. The lake broke the calm because of the rain, causing ripples, which made me feel a little sad. Close your eyes and listen carefully. In the silence, I can only hear the sound of rain falling on the lake, ticking, ticking, beating my heart. I was moved a little, walked slowly through the mud, listened to the rain falling on the umbrella, and watched the rain roll to the ground along the edge of the umbrella, smashing out small puddles.

In the grass, clusters of small flowers are blooming brightly, and shiny leaves are swaying in the rain, which is more and more clear in the cold wind and rain. I walked over quietly for fear of disturbing them. The rain beat them mercilessly, but the flowers looked at them with great strength, weak and strong. Rain is mixed with flowers, and flowers are more charming because of rain erosion.

After sitting for a long time, it was getting dark. I got up and left the lake and went home. A ray of light filled the bedroom, which was especially warm on a cold and drizzling night. It is raining harder and harder, but I am not sleepy. My mind is getting clearer and clearer. I am as awake as a fallen leaf, like an empty nest that Liang has been to, and my little heart has been restless for a long time. There was a flash of lightning in the dark night, and then it was mixed with thunderous thunder, which spread far and far.

The night was quiet, the rain stopped, and the rain rolled down the eaves and made a beautiful sound like nature. I should go to bed, too. With the sound of rain, I fell asleep.

The rain is really nice.

Is it cold when the rain falls on you? No, it's hot sometimes. On this day, you will also feel its heat. On Sunday, my family went for an outing. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened. It began to rain, and we were almost soaked in the rain. Rain; Just playing tricks on us. At this time, the rain has cooled. We run and run in the rain. All of us, especially adults, help each other and help our children keep out the rain. At this time, I think the rain is hot because of love.

In this way, we escaped the storm, but the adults caught a cold. At this time, a drop of rain fell on the tree, which was hot. Although adults have a cold, they still accompany us to go for an outing. At that time, we were so happy, really happy, and a rainbow appeared on the horizon. "How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" The rain is very hot.

After a day's travel, everyone is tired. They fell asleep as soon as they entered the tent. It rained at night. I think the rain is very hot. When I opened my eyes, it turned out that my mother had helped me keep out the rain.

Hot rain, as long as you feel with your heart: affection, happiness, maternal love, you will certainly find that the cold rain is getting hotter.

Rain fourth grade composition 12 Xia Yu, come when you say it, and leave when you say it. I was playing computer in my study when suddenly the weather changed, the wind blew and it thundered. When it's windy, I look out of the window. The branches shook violently in the wind, and the branches danced wildly like whips, whistling and beating in the air. Some withered branches and leaves whirled and danced with the wind and fell in succession. The strong wind fell to the ground with scattered rain. Looking up at the sky, I saw dark clouds rolling overhead, like thousands of troops surging. After a moment of calm, after a moment of calm, a harsh lightning flashed across the horizon, covering everything around in silver light. Then, an earth-shattering thunder blew people's nerves In an instant, the rain poured down. "wow! That's cool. " People are having a good time.

At first glance, there is an incomparably wide bead curtain hanging between the ground and the ground, which is a blur. Rain falls on the tiles on the opposite eaves, like a thin layer of smoke splashing on the roof. The water flowed down the eaves and began to think of broken beads, gradually becoming a line. There is more and more water on the ground, which has merged into a "stream".

After a while, the rain gradually subsided. After a muffled thunder, the clouds in the sky stopped, and a rainbow, like a golden bridge, straddled between two mountains, reflecting the great rivers and mountains of the motherland more colorful. The heavy rain drove away the sultry weather. I walked out of the house and looked around. Everything has been washed, and the air is particularly fresh. Looking up at the sky, a group of birds are flying freely under the blue sky and rainbow. They fly higher and higher, farther and farther. ...

Summer rain is the most passionate. Rain hits the eaves, and the glass makes a "Hua La" sound, which makes people feel that Yu Xia is like a crazy bee, constantly chirping. It's hard to be hit in the face by summer rain. It hurts like a small stone in the face.

The rain in summer is really different, just as big as Miss Xia's tears and soybeans. It fell down with her unruly temper, which was extremely explosive and caught people off guard. Look at the ground again, the rain hit the ground heavily, and there were countless blisters on it. It seems that Miss Xia is venting her unhappiness.

Look at the sky, it's even worse. Dark clouds in the sky, like a runaway Tianma, rolled in like a tide, devouring the whole blue sky, leaving no gap. From time to time, a dazzling flash of lightning pierced the sky, followed by a thunder, which showed that Xia girl's anger had arrived.

Rain broke the silence in the classroom and turned our classroom thinking to the downpour outside the window. By the time school was over, the rain didn't seem to have finished venting. He just cried there, which made us "soaked" and eased his inner anger. On the way, the heavy rain soaked our whole body, because he thought it would make us feel happy!

Rain is welcome in some places, but I'm a little impatient with him. He always comes when he is not needed.

The fourth grade composition 14 is the best in spring. You'd better sit by the window.

The rain drops all over the ground, and the expression of the sky is naturally sad.

Spring rain is like a nest. There are many hidden birds, butterflies and dances. You live in your own nest like a bird.

So I listen to rain, listen to rain, listen to rain.

Seeing the rain sticking to the window, the sketch burst into tears. You think of a sad day or a fragment in your life-a train that took your friend away. A friend's hand sticks out of the window like a flag and waves it frequently, inciting a helpless desolation in your heart. You were left on the platform, a little lost and lonely. There is light rain in the sky. You don't have an umbrella, and you are wearing thin clothes. The rain is unbridled The wind is blowing violently. You still have a long way to go.

Now you are sitting at the window and listening to the rain leisurely. You marvel at your power to conquer setbacks and misfortunes.

At this time, the rain is still painting on the window. If you look at it again, it is a face full of tears.

Your heart will enter the spring of birds and flowers.

The fourth grade composition 15 the rain has been floating outside the window like silk thread. This reminds me of the naughty and singing rain doll all year round.

Spring is the season of sowing hope. Rain floats lightly into forests, fields, flowers and the sea like a needle ... Rain dolls sing on delicate leaves: sasha vujacic sasha vujacic ... sings happily. Singing buds and colorful world.

Summer is a hot season. Rain falls from the sky like soybeans. Rain doll sings on the green watermelon: bang, bang ... it sings loudly. Sing a wisp of breeze, sing a song of dry river bed for a long time.

Autumn is the harvest season. Rain is festive. Rain doll is singing on the flaming maple leaf: La La La La La ... Very happy. Singing huge fruits and golden wheat waves.

Winter is a snowy season. The rain is biting. Rain doll is singing on the crystal ice: Didi Didi, Didi … It's so sad. Singing snowflakes and cold winds flying all over the sky.

Rain doll's songs will never be finished. There are joys and sorrows, there are joys and sorrows ... this is the rain that sings all year round.