In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone has written compositions, and they must be familiar with various types of compositions. Compositions can be divided into narrative essays, expository essays, practical essays, and argumentative essays according to different genres. So have you ever understood composition? Below are 9 fourth-grade compositions about my mother that I collected and compiled. I hope they can help everyone. My Mother's Fourth Grade Composition Part 1
We are a family of three, my father, mother and me. In this family, I grow up healthily and feel very happy. In every bit of life, my parents’ love for me is inseparable. The love my parents have for me
I remember that on my 4th birthday, my father and his colleagues went to a restaurant for dinner, and my mother had to work the night shift. My mother was worried that my children and I would not be safe at home, so she took time off to celebrate my birthday with me at home.
On a winter day, the weather was very cold and windy. My father went to work and my mother was not at home. My attentive father knew that I forgot to bring my keys, so he waited for me at home in advance. In fact, even if my father doesn't come home, I can stay at someone else's house for a while after school.
For the health of my feet, I have to change a pair of socks every day, because I often walk around on the floor without shoes, and my socks get very dirty. Therefore, my father or mother must insist on washing my socks every day, even if they work overtime until eleven or two o'clock.
Dad often washes my feet, but I never wash them for him. In order for me to have a good breakfast, Dad thinks about changing the pattern every day, whether it is beans, milk, millet porridge, corn paste, or something else. Black rice porridge, as well as side dishes, pickles, pickles or fruits, but I picked and picked them and didn’t eat them seriously, which made him angry.
Mom’s love is gentle, dad’s love is majestic, and mom and dad’s love is selfless.
At home, although I am inevitably criticized and criticized, I know that there are two songs that best express the love of my parents. One song is "Only Mom is Good in the World", "If you fall into the arms of your mother, you will not be able to enjoy happiness..." The other song is "Good Dad, Bad Dad", "Which child doesn't suffer, what dad doesn't curse... My parents treat me..." Although I can't fully understand love, I think they are all for my own good. My mother's fourth grade essay 2
My mother, like me, has a big head filled with things. Knowledge; Mom also has a pair of beautiful big eyes. Sometimes these eyes are full of care, sometimes the eyes are like swords, sometimes they are shining with fire, sometimes they are full of wisdom, and they seem to be able to see through everything. I quietly call Mom the "girl in the family." "A divine calculator", he can predict the future almost every time, and never misses it once.
One time after school, I pouted my mouth and said to my mother: "Mom, those people in the school are here to find fault again. If they couldn't pick it out, they would make it up, just to get the teacher to punish me with homework. When my mother heard this, she knew something and asked me: "How did they bully you?" "With anger in my heart, I told my mother: "In the first class, they asked me to play the three-word game with a little injury. I knew at a glance that they would definitely let me touch them so that they could be blamed. When it came to me, I didn’t respond. "But just after the third period, they helped each other and went to the teacher to complain, saying that I did it. The teacher was a little angry and would probably punish me with homework in the evening." Mom thought for a while and quietly said to me: " Don't worry about it, they can do whatever they want, as long as you don't get involved, even if you try to get involved, think about it, even if you get involved, the teacher will still blame you." "Why? ?" I asked back. "You are a class cadre. If the teacher doesn't tell you, who are you to blame? Just stay put and don't be impatient. If a mad dog bites you, if you bite her, won't you become a mad dog too? I will secretly help you." "Okay, Mom, I listen to you." On the way to school at noon, I thought to myself: "Hey, although you are very good at calculating, your plan will fail in front of our family's "magic master", haha, I'm waiting to see what happens! What a joke! Sure enough, I didn't do anything for five days, and my mother called the teacher and told them the truth.
Another time, I scored 100 points on the math test. I asked my mother: "Guess what score I got?" Mom thought for a moment: "Well... 100!" Wow! The difference is 0 points! "Mom, how did you do that?" My mouth opened wide.
Mom smiled and said, "If you look at you as happy as a flower, I will guess it!"
Mom, I really admire your ability to predict the unexpected! I also want to learn a few tricks from my mother and see who dares to bully me in school. My Mother's Fourth Grade Composition Part 3
When I could finally talk and laugh with my mother calmly, I felt it was necessary to write an article for my mother. This person has been by my side since childhood! She works hard for our three children like an old horse.
Like all rural people. My father has always had the idea of ??continuing the family lineage. So, my mother didn’t have my brother until her third child. But my mother doesn’t have the ideological concept of favoring boys over girls. But due to the traditional thinking of "if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog", she finally gave birth to my younger brother. When my father was not at home, my mother never showed favoritism to anyone. Later, when I got a little older, I didn’t realize that my father favored sons over daughters, so I half-jokingly said to my mother, “Why didn’t I find that my father favored sons over daughters?” My mother said, “Isn’t that what I often say about him? "Mom, do you think it's because Dad thinks it's not worthwhile to disown me now that I'm so old?" "That's right! How much would it be worth if I bought you when I was young?" It’s not a good deal for you to buy now.” My mother and I both laughed.
My mother is a farmer. Although she didn't have much education, her thoughts have never been out of date. She implemented an open education for us. When my classmates complained that their parents were looking through their diaries, schoolbags, and drawers, my mother always turned a blind eye to my diary. I also asked her: "Mom, why don't you look through my diary? Don't you want to see my secrets?" My mother laughed at me and said, "I gave birth to you. How much do you weigh?" I don’t know yet! I can tell by looking at your little thoughts.”
My mother is also a rare strong woman. I have accepted her fine traditions since I was a child and believe that "daughters should strive for self-improvement." Although I usually don't look like a girl to my classmates, I think: jeans are also gentle, and what we need is sensibility rather than sexiness. Girls also need to have their own independent status.
I am grateful to my mother, who has kept me healthy for more than ten years. My mother is my pride, and I will also be my mother's pride. My mother's composition for fourth grade, Part 4
My mother is very beautiful, her hair is a little short and a little red. She has a pair of bright, very delicate big eyes, and her eyebrows are curved, like willow leaves.
She likes to buy clothes and wear high heels. Sometimes I lose my temper. One of the things that makes my mother happiest is that I got 100 points in the exam. My mother bought me a Barbie doll. I'm very happy. So I said loudly: "Thank you, Mom." My Mom's Fourth Grade Composition Part 5
If I want to mention who has helped me the most, it must be my mother.
My mother is busy from morning to night. I am now a third-grade student. My mother saw that my composition was not good, so she sent me to a friend's house to learn composition. After studying for a period of time, I started to learn it if it was effective. For this reason, my mother insisted on doing housework every day. After she finished all the housework, she would sometimes send me to school without even having time to eat. Then she would rush to deliver meals to my grandpa, and finally rush to the unit to go to work. Mom does this every day, she runs quickly like a machine that never tires, never complaining or tired.
On weekdays, my mother is very worried about my studies. Now my academic performance has not been ideal. Because I am very active, my attention is easily distracted in class, and a lot of knowledge slips away from me quietly. For this, I have been criticized by the teacher many times, and my mother is even more sad for me. Whenever I did my homework, my mother would sit next to me and accompany me. Once I encountered a question that I didn't know, she would patiently analyze and explain it to me until I figured it out.
Mom, you have paid a lot for me. Although sometimes you criticize me and even hit me, I know you are also good for me. Here, I want to say to you: "Mom, you have worked hard!" My mother's fourth grade composition 6
My mother is a novel fan. She has a pair of small and exquisite eyes, black and yellow. Hair, there is also a shortcoming in beauty, that is, I love to read novels.
Once, my mother asked me to go to bed at 8 o'clock in the evening, but I watched from 8 o'clock until one o'clock in the morning. At that time, I was still sleeping! I was woken up by the sound of "It's so slow! It's true." I quietly walked to the door of my mother's room. At that time, I felt like I was fetching water from fifteen buckets. I opened the door carefully and saw that my mother was reading a novel! And she was still downloading it. . I quietly walked up to my mother and said, "Can you stop playing with your phone, Mom?"
Another time, we went to a clothing store to buy clothes. The clothes in the store were so dazzling that I was dazzled by them. . Mom was reading the novel and had already reached the front. Then she looked back and found that I was gone. She had mixed feelings in her heart. My mother kept running backwards and finally found me. She was already full of enthusiasm and said, "Don't run around next time." I don't know what I'm doing wrong. You obviously ran away on your own and didn't call me. How could I know? This is my mother who is a fan of novels. My mother's fourth-grade composition, Part 7
My mother is 45 years old and is an ordinary farmer. She is of medium height and has short black hair, with a few white hairs that look particularly dazzling under the light. Although my mother is not like other people’s mothers who give me lectures and check my homework, I still love my mother very much.
One time, we were about to take the final exam. We all studied hard to prepare for the exam. After a few days, we finally finished the exam. I promised my mother that we would do well in the exam. But I failed the English test. I thought my mother would definitely quarrel with me. On the way home, I was so absent-minded that I didn't even notice that there was a car honking its horn behind me. It took the car more than a dozen times before I heard it, and I hurriedly ran to the side of the road. The car just left. When I got home, my mother happily walked over and said, "Qiqi, how did you do in the exam?" I sadly said to my mother, "I failed the English exam." At this time, my heart was beating "bang bang". But my mother encouraged me and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam this time, but you must do well in the exam next time. Don't cry again."
Mom, thank you for comforting me when I was most sad, I love you mom! My mother's composition for fourth grade, Chapter 8
My mother has short hair and small eyes that narrow into a slit when she smiles. One of her biggest characteristics is that she loves to nag.
Every morning when I was getting ready to go to school, my mother would always say: "Have you eaten enough? Have you brought all your homework? You must answer questions actively in class." When I was getting ready to go downstairs , my mother would say again: "Don't talk to strangers on the road, and don't run around when crossing the road." Whenever this happens, I will repeat countless times: "I know, I know, I know." Hey, these three This word seems to have a special fate with me!
As soon as I got home in the afternoon, my mother started nagging again: "Hurry up and do your homework, don't run around and play around!" After a few minutes, my mother came over again and said: "Your homework Why are you writing so slowly? What are you doing!" These questions from my mother kept going around in my ears, making me "uneasy."
However, my mother’s nagging still gave me a lot of help. One morning, my mother was still nagging as always. When I heard the sentence "Have you brought your homework?", I felt something was wrong, so I hurried into the study and saw my Chinese homework book in the middle of the desk. I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I had my mother’s nagging, otherwise I really wouldn’t have been able to explain it to the Chinese teacher.
Now that my mother likes playing basketball, she has less time to care about me and less time to nag. It is so quiet when I get home, which makes me always feel that something is missing. It turns out that my mother's nagging has become an indispensable part of my life. I love my nagging mom! My Mom's Fourth Grade Composition Chapter 9
My dear parents, thank you for your meticulous care and your guidance without regrets.
Thank you, Dad, for finding me medicine when I was sick. You were so tired that big beads of sweat appeared on your forehead. You hurriedly couldn’t find the medicine. You were busy and extremely anxious to take me to the hospital. When you saw my painful expression, your heart felt like angina. My illness has not healed yet. You told me to go to bed early, but you spent several sleepless nights.
Thank you, Mom. When I received criticism, you always smiled and comforted me: "It's okay. If you know your mistakes, you will correct them. If you correct them, you will be a good boy. Mom believes you will be better." "When I was injured, you would bring me potion and apply it gently on the wound, for fear of hurting me. When I am as hungry as a wolf that has been hungry for several days, you will bring delicious food. I will immediately devour it like a cat seeing a fish or a dog seeing a bone. You tell me: "Be careful, don't choke." "When I encounter difficulties, you will patiently teach me how to face them.
Thank you, my dear parents, for giving me life and for raising me up with all the hard work. I will study hard and repay your kindness in the future.