The composition in the second volume of the fourth grade is 300 words

In daily life or work and study, everyone has been exposed to composition. The composition must focus on the theme and elaborate the same theme in depth. Don't ramble, the theme is lax or even without a theme. In order to make your writing easier and more convenient, here are nine 300-word compositions in the second volume of Grade 4 that I compiled for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

I was walking home from school when suddenly a big tree appeared in front of me. There was no time to brake, so I had to have a close contact with it. This is, I found a leaf moving next to the root of the tree. Open it and it turns out to be a "Hercules" ant!

Huh? Why are ants moving? I want to know, why does Hercules move? I came home with these little question marks and thought, let's ask dad. I rushed into the room and told my father in detail how I found this problem. Father smiled and said, "There is a saying in China:' It will rain when ants move'. Go and see the weather forecast. It will definitely rain these days. "

I switched to the news channel, and my father was right. It will rain the day after tomorrow. I went to ask my father again, "How do ants know it's going to rain?" Dad replied: "ants are different from humans, and not only ants know, dragonflies and crows also know ... as long as they are good at observing, they will find more interesting things."

Yes, this is only a small discovery, but as long as we have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering, we will certainly find more little-known things.

I have a lot to tell you, dad. Usually I don't have the courage to say it, but now I finally have a chance to say it to you. I often make you angry and sad. In fact, I know your concern and love for me.

I remember once, I suddenly felt unwell. You come at once, take me to the hospital, find me a doctor, buy medicine, and go home to cook porridge for me. You've been busy for a long time and you haven't eaten anything yourself. I went to bed after eating porridge, but you stayed by my side and refused to rest. I know, because you always think of me in your heart.

I still remember one time, my Chinese exam results were not satisfactory. I think my father will definitely scold me, but I'm still ready to accept big punishment! I'm scared to think of your fierce expression, dad. I really want to leave the test paper in the classroom and not show it to my father. When you were holding the test paper, things were unexpected. Dad, you didn't shout. You looked at the test paper carefully, patted me on the shoulder and said to me seriously, "It doesn't matter. Try harder next time and find out what you can't do. There will always be progress. You must have confidence in yourself. " I was really touched at that time, and I was very grateful to my father for his encouragement and trust.

Dad, I also want to tell you that I hope you can have more time to play with me and play ball together. Because it is really good to be with you.

Dad, I will always remember what you did. When I grow up, I will repay you well!

1937 On August 28th, when Japan invaded Shanghai and bombed Shanghai South Railway Station, a tragic thing happened.

On that day, a pair of parents took a two-year-old or three-year-old child to play. When I was at the railway station, several planes circled in the sky, throwing bombs from time to time and blowing up the overpasses.

The overpass was in ruins. There are iron plates, slats and bricks inside ... many refugees' lives are buried underground, and some people are half buried and half exposed, desperately calling for help.

At this time, a place issued a "woo, woo!" " "Crying. It turned out to be the child. He sat on the bombed platform, his clothes were tattered and he had many wounds. His clothes were red with blood.

At this time, a couple came and looked at him piteously and adopted her. His name is Xiao Bing.

Xiao Bing has been smart and capable since he was a child. He has done a lot of work for adoptive parents, and he is still very filial to them. He has been living happily!

The four seasons in the city are beautiful, so what are the four seasons in the country?

I remember when I was a child, I used to be in my grandmother's hometown-bamboo material. Lived for a while.

Spring has come, and it blows the wind into the fields and Woods. It awakened the earth that had been sleeping for a winter. The grass rubs its newly awakened eyes and sticks out its head, and the field becomes green. Many flowers are scrambling to open, and pink, purple and yellow have become an ocean of flowers all over the mountains. At this time, farmers' uncles are busy farming in their own fields.

When summer came, she blew the wind to the shady Liuxi River, bringing warm songs to Liuxi River. Children often go to the river to catch fish and play. The summer wind blows on the children's faces, as warm as a mother holding us.

Autumn is coming. She blew the cool wind into the Woods, and the leaves on the trees turned yellow and fell one by one, just like flowers flying in the air. It blew the wind into the orchard, and all the fruits in the orchard put on new clothes: grapes put on purple coats, pomegranate grinned, oranges put on orange clothes, and apples blushed with laughter. ......

When winter came, he blew the wind on our faces, which was very biting. He blew the earth cold. At this time, we are all hiding at home, sitting by the fire to keep warm and enjoy family happiness. The wind in winter also brings us happiness.

These are the four seasons in this country. I like this place.

One summer night, I was lying in bed, looking at the outside world through the window.

First, I looked up at the moon, which was as bright as a mirror and lit up the whole night. If you look at its round face like a naughty child, it can still play with me: if my head faces east, it will follow me to the east, and if my head faces west, it will accompany me to the west. It's really fun, as cute as my little friend who plays hide-and-seek It's great to spend the night with me!

Secondly, what dazzles me is the stars. They sparkle like gems, and I really want to reach out and pick one; They are still like children's hands and feet, flying in the air, dazzling me. I think the sky is so beautiful tonight!

I hurried to the living room and told my mother, father and sister about this wonderful thing. When they heard my discovery, they all praised my small eyes. So, to encourage my discovery, they gave me a book. I was full of joy and fell asleep soon!

Son, you should also tell your relatives what you found! They will be proud of your new discovery!

One day in the summer vacation, all the children in the yard are playing football. Suddenly, Lu Jian shouted, "Come and see! The ants in the tree are really fun. " Hearing his shouts, several of us ran to see it. Ah! It turns out that a group of ants are moving things! A large group of ants are busy carrying things, like a busy transport team. They are very orderly. I took a closer look and found that they were transporting bread crumbs. Some are in their mouths, some are carried by two people together, and some are carried by a large group of people together. I heard the teacher say, "An ant can carry things 50 times heavier than itself." It's incredible! I blocked the way of ants with one finger, and several other friends also blocked their way with their fingers. I didn't expect ants to crawl through our fingers. I took a piece of cardboard to stop them, and they actually got under it. I brought some glue and spilled it all over the floor. Those ants who didn't rush up are fine, but the ants who rushed up were stuck.

I admire the ants' indomitable spirit of fighting to the end. Let them go.

The person I admire most is my father. My father is a diligent and enthusiastic person. Although he is an ordinary citizen, he is like a big tree in my heart.

Many families usually have their mothers do housework, but our family is different. My father is much more diligent than my mother. He can do everything, such as washing clothes, cooking, sweeping the floor and washing dishes. It's really hard to think that dad gets up early every day and delivers goods outside regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter! If it were me, I would go crazy! I have to admire my father's efforts.

My father is also very enthusiastic. No matter who comes to ask dad for help, he will try his best to help. Dad never spits out a word "no" easily. Even if he has something to do that day, he will make time to help others. I remember one time, Aunt Gao came to my house and told my dad, Xiao Hu, I will go to Qiaonan early tomorrow morning to purchase goods. Xiaoyu's mother-in-law can't see clearly, afraid that her old man will fall and her grandfather will get sick. I want your daughter Xiangxiang to sleep with us and help me take care of Xiaoyu. Xiangxiang is sensible and can cook. I'm relieved. Xiangxiang, come with me now and come back at noon tomorrow. I'll talk to her if you want. Dad readily promised Aunt Gao to relieve her worries.

I admire my father, who is diligent and enthusiastic. I am proud of having such a good father!

Today is Monday, and I have classes in Pearl Garden Primary School.

Just entering the school gate, you can see green bamboo forests and colorful flowers on both sides. The most striking thing is our school motto-Sunshine Campus, Happy Life.

After a while, there was a loud sound of reading in the classroom, birds chirped outside and willows played the electronic organ. These wonderful sounds are put on campus to make it more beautiful.

Class is over! There were bursts of laughter in the teaching building and the children were playing happily on the playground. Dashu is playing the harmonica and watching a wonderful ball game. The wisteria on the rostrum is smiling at everyone, and the cheerful laughter of the students adds a touch of spring to the campus.

Next to the playground is a comprehensive building. Of course, the most attractive part of the comprehensive building is the small flower bed by the wall! These flower beds are not big, but the flowers inside are particularly beautiful. Now that spring has come, the flowers in these small flower beds are colorful and more beautiful under the sunshine. Standing on the comprehensive building with a bird's eye view, most of the campus scenery is under your eyes. The national flag fluttering in the wind, emerald bamboo, sentinel trees, the green lawn below is like a green ocean, and the students are like fish swimming around in this green ocean.

Ah! What a beautiful campus, what a happy campus!

There are so many things going on, and how many people try to bury themselves in the world's red dust, leaving only the pure land of one side of the soul. How many people can get out? Just you, Tao Qian. No one in the right hand can understand the thousand years of ink fragrance, and the left hand can have mellow liquid to make you realize the past without remonstrating, leaning against the south window, holding the loneliness and relaxing, drinking and talking to yourself, proudly complacent.

In that era of separation, no one can understand your detached thoughts, and no one knows how many blood and tears you have seen. You gave up, with disappointment and helplessness, and left the real society where you wanted to "help your life with great ambition" when you were young. But you got it, with joy and relief, and returned to the simple residence where Songju still existed and made a fuss. You get the truth that really belongs to your heart, and you give up the temporary sadness and joy of foreign things; What you get is the cleanest and eternal mind, and what you give up is the darkness of intrigue.

Do you know what it means to know you when you have no confidant? You never imagined that there was no article in Ou Gong's evaluation of your "return" word in the Northern Song Dynasty, but Tao Yuanming returned to the word. You'll never think that Yan Yanzhi said, "It's too broad and uncomfortable to come back after writing a poem." You can't believe it, Yuanming. Today, a thousand years later, an old man who raised chrysanthemums like you has brought a chrysanthemum fragrance to my heart.

Today, you still have this pot in your hand and searched all over the valleys and hills. The quiet legend in Xiao Shu's poems still exists in our minds and never leaves. Pengmei, we understand you.