Writing mother's composition in the fourth grade

In study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. According to different genres, composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following are nine compositions written by my mother in the fourth grade for your reference only. Welcome to reading.

I have a pair of hands that grew up with me. I know them very well. These hands are hardworking, capable and warm. I grew up under her care, and these hands are my mother's. Mother's hands are beautiful, her fingers are thin and long, and her nails are always trimmed neatly. Although she is always so busy, she is still so delicate.

My mother's hands are very capable. Every day when I come back from school, my clothes are dirty. She always washes me clean and makes me go to school in high spirits all day. At home, she sweeps the floor, cleans the floor, cooks and washes the dishes ... she does everything.

My mother's hands are amazing. It always makes my favorite buns, roast chicken wings and rice when I am hungry, which makes me feast my eyes. On my birthday, she can make beautiful and unique greeting cards and give me an unexpected surprise.

Mom's hands are warm, too. At night, she helped me cover the quilt that had been kicked off, for fear that I would freeze. She was very anxious when I was ill. My mother held me in a warm hand, gave me medicine and took my temperature, but she didn't sleep all night. Under her care, I soon recovered.

I will never forget the assurance that these hands bring me a warm life.

Writing Mom's Composition in Grade 2, Grade 4 When you hear this name, you will think that Mom is very strange. Actually, my mother is very beautiful, not surprising. What is strange is her personality, especially when it is convenient to spend money. Sometimes she doesn't even buy me a bottle of drink, and sometimes she is like a rich man who spends money like water.

Every time I go to physical education class, I see others drinking Coke Sprite, while I am drinking boiled water, and I envy others in my heart. Finally, one day, when my mother sent me to school, my mother and I saw everyone else in physical education class drinking. I turned a corner and said to my mother. The drink was unhealthy and there was no boiled water to quench my thirst, so my mother took out a bottle of boiled water from her pocket and gave it to me. At this time, I already know that my mother has seen through my mind. So, I beg, mom, just buy me a bottle. No, no matter what you say today, I won't promise. Although the drink is delicious, it will affect your health and not quench your thirst! Mom said seriously. After a while, I arrived at school. I rushed into the school with a red face and no boiled water.

How's it going? Is my mother picky? But such a mother also has a little-known other side.

The new semester has started, and I have almost finished reading the extracurricular books at home. My mother asked me to learn some extra-curricular books, and I chose a book called "Tales of Young Military". Two or three days after I came home, I finished reading this book at a rapid speed. My mother saw that I was so eager to study and spent a lot of money to buy me a whole set of books in this series.

One day, I found the problem that had been in my heart for a long time. Mom, why sometimes you don't even want to spend money on a bottle of drinks, but sometimes you throw a lot of money? I said with some complaints. Mom smiled and said, son, you will know when you grow up!

My mother is very beautiful, but she is also very beautiful without dressing up. But she still likes to dress up, and often asks our opinions and whether I look good or not. I don't know anything about dressing up, so my head almost exploded when she asked me!

Listen, on Saturday morning, my mother and I got up. My mother brought two clothes and asked me, baby, which one do you think looks good? I slowly turned around. My mother was holding a white dress in her left hand and a red dress in her right hand. I casually said: good left hand. He hurried to wash his face. Suddenly I thought: Will my mother ask my advice? ... sure enough, she chased out with two pairs of pants, and just wanted to say, I immediately told her: the one on the right!

When my mother finished washing her face, I saw her holding seven or eight bottles of things, then picked up one bottle, put a little on her face, and then picked up another bottle ... You know, my mother had to paint three or four layers. Until she thought it was perfect. This bottle needs three or four layers. How many layers do those eight bottles need? 3824 floor! Oh, my mother has spent her whole life like this!

then what Put on your shoes. My mother has the most shoes at home, high heels, flat heels, sports and leisure, countless. Well, today she said to herself: Which pair should I take? Red high heels! Oh, oh, okay.

I got the bag. My mother's bags are all kinds, which dazzles me! Black, blue, white, red, long, square, round, one shoulder, two shoulders, portable ... My mother chose for a long time and said: blue is good! The whole morning ticked away.

In the afternoon, my mother will go to the office for a meeting. She will stay in the room for half an hour. Later, I learned that I chose a red necklace and a white necklace for a long time. Suddenly he shouted again: Ah, my bracelet. What? We're not getting married. Hurry up, we'll be late! Before I finished, my mother ran back to my room. Come out, holding a white and a red bracelet. Oh, my God!

This is my mother, who loves beauty.

I have a best friend. She is my mother. Mother has long black hair and always wears a ponytail; With heavy eyebrows and big eyes, she always has a smile on her face, giving people a very cordial feeling.

Mother has a pair of dexterous hands and an empty bottle. If she holds it for a while, she will turn it into a chicken, a flower basket and a fish. A piece of paper, she will fold it into a paper crane, a boat ... Isn't it amazing?

My mother is a hardworking housewife. Because my father is busy at work, my mother is in charge of all the work at home.

My relationship with my mother is very special. My mother is my life mentor, and she teaches me the truth of life. In the game, my mother acted as my playmate again; Whenever I encounter difficulties, my mother is my strong backing, and she encourages me to be brave; When my mother encounters difficulties at work, I will use my language to help her analyze and comfort her. My friends always envy me for getting along well with my mother. In my study, my mother often rotates with my role. Once, I always couldn't feel the sketch. My mother used a special method to make me her sketch "little teacher". I first taught her how to play with the wild, how to draw a good shape, and finally taught her how to light and shade. I didn't expect my mother to draw so well for the first time. My mother taught me a truth by being a little teacher. Anything you do can be done well as long as you put your heart into it.

What a good mother! She makes my life colorful and full of fun!

In my mind, my mother is the most beautiful among many mothers around me.

I have a good mother, she is very beautiful, and her eyebrows are bent like two crescent moons; Eyes are big, like two talking black gems; Her nose is particularly high, looking from the side, like a child's favorite slide; There is a small and exquisite mouth under the beautiful nose, which is very talkative; Mother also has a little yellow curly hair on her head; She is thin and long, as thin as a pole, and likes to wear long skirts and high heels.

My mother is also very hardworking. When I came home from school and went downstairs, a smell came to my nose. When I went to the kitchen, it was really my mother wearing an apron, holding a shovel in her right hand and a pot in her left hand, cooking nonstop. It's time for dinner. I saw colorful dishes on the table: red and yellow tomato and egg soup, green celery and brown braised steak. Early in the morning, when I was still asleep, I heard the voice of "Chen Wenjing". Who is washing clothes? It turned out that my mother was rubbing, wiping and washing clothes and saw a lot of dirty clothes next to her. I think my mother is so hardworking!

When my mother beat and scolded me, I kept thinking: My mother should not like beating me, so beating and cursing should be like loving me!

I am very grateful to my mother for everything. Mom, I love you!

When I was 6 years old, I always thought that adults were very good and could sit in front of the computer all day. Now I know that this is not the case.

My mother works in an elevator company, but all she has to do is sit in front of the computer and work. Although there is no need to install an elevator, there are many reports to be written and many PPT. I have a lot of work to do. I must take my computer home to work. My home is far from her company, and I have to arrive at 7: 00 after work at 5: 30. I have to work until eleven o'clock when I go home, and I have cervical spondylosis. Sometimes at night, I will shout that my neck hurts and I can't sleep at night. I have to get up at 6 o'clock in the morning to make breakfast and leave in a hurry before I have a bite.

On one occasion, she was giving a lecture to others. I drank water in the middle of the night and saw him giving a speech while drinking coffee. Finally, I finished it. When I got home, I read six pages, full of words, and I had to memorize them all. My mother's Mandarin is not good enough, so I need to correct it. It took her hours to remember the first page. I woke up last night and saw her secretly carrying the light on. The next day, I asked her why she didn't sleep at night and carried it all night. She said I should scratch my back so that you can live a better life and finish your work better! It's easy for him to say, but who knows how much he has paid! I am very touched.

I understand my mother's nagging now, not for her, but for me. If I ask who is the most important person, I will definitely say mom and dad, because they can give up their own interests and make their children live better.

My mother is a doctor. She is tall and has long black hair. I'm very busy at work. I always come home late and have to work the night shift. It feels so hard!

Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, once wrote a poem entitled Ode to a Wanderer, "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. But how much love has an inch of grass, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. " I believe this is not only the love of Meng Jiao's mother, but also the love of all mothers in the world for their children. No matter ancient, modern or future, maternal love will never change.

My mother takes good care of me in life, but she is very strict with me in study. Every time you write, you should write correctly and use a sharp pen. I must read for more than half an hour after class every day to keep me from being lazy. But I know all this is good for me, and I want to form good habits. Whenever the weather is very cold, I want to wear a skirt to eat ice cream, but my mother won't let me. I know my mother is thinking about my health.

Although my mother works hard, her love for me has not diminished at all. Mother is like a clear sea, protecting my little fish; Mother is like a big forest, guarding my bird; Mother is like a dewdrop, nourishing this delicate little flower. I love my mother, too.

Students, you must have a mobile phone at home, right? There are more and more kinds of mobile phones now. Today, I will introduce my mother's mobile phone to you.

My mother's mobile phone is small and beautiful, fun and convenient. It is a cuboid, about the size of my palm, with rounded corners, a pink plastic shell outside, and a large screen made of plexiglass, accounting for four-fifths of the mobile phone.

Mom's mobile phone has only three buttons, the middle one is the selection button, the left one is the right one, and the green one on the left is the dial button. After entering the number, you can dial it directly. The red key on the right is the exit key. This mobile phone doesn't have a numeric keypad. What happened? It turned out to be full touch. Touch the sliding unlock button on the screen with your finger and the menu will come out. It's also dual card dual standby, two cards.

Mobile phones have many functions, including information, address book, treasure chest and personal assistant. ...

The function of information is to send and receive short messages. As soon as I finished typing, I pressed the message send button, and it took my father only one second to receive it. How convenient!

The address book is dedicated to storing telephone numbers. Just enter the name of the person you are looking for and the phone number will come out, which is convenient and easy.

My favorite thing to play is the treasure chest. I can listen to music, play games, and have a camera ... I choose the camera function, and my mother's smiling face will be recorded by my mobile phone with a click of my finger.

How is my mother's mobile phone? What did you say?/Sorry?

In the fourth grade, I wrote the ninth composition of my mother. The ancients said: clear water gives birth to hibiscus, which is naturally carved. My mother has bright black hair, a high nose, watery eyes and snow-white skin. Everyone who met her mother praised her beauty.

My mother is not only beautiful, but also loves me. Once, I came home from school and walked slowly on the road. I feel bored and want to have some fun. I found some mud pits in my backyard, so I sneaked over and stepped on them. Later, I found my shoes were too dirty, so I crept home. When I got home, I ran to the toilet and kept thinking: Where should I put my shoes? Will mom find out? After a while, I put my shoes directly behind the door and went to the study to read. I watched and heard the sound of "shua shua" coming from the toilet. My mother was washing my dirty and smelly shoes when I saw it. It's cold outside, and my mother's face is red with cold. However, she still squatted there quietly to wash her shoes. At this moment, a warm current welled up in my heart.

Another time, it was after three in the morning. I couldn't sleep in bed and felt very uncomfortable, so I woke my mother up. Without saying anything, my mother picked me up and took me to the hospital. I fell asleep on the way. When I woke up, I found myself lying in a hospital bed. I waited here for a while when my mother came in from the outside. I smell a scent. It turns out that my mother cooked a bowl of my favorite rice noodles. "Eat quickly." Mom said. However, when I saw that my mother's clothes were wet, I knew that my mother had just bought the materials in the rain. At this moment, my tears are coming down.

Father's love is like a mountain, and maternal love is like the sea. I believe that all mothers have the same heart. Visible, maternal love, how great!