The Hero in My Heart In my heart, Wang Erxiao is a hero. During the Anti-Japanese War, he was threatened by the Japanese army to lead the way. He cleverly led the enemy into the guerrilla ambush circle. The enemy found out and killed him. Although he was young, he was brave and fearless. He sacrificed his life to make a great contribution to the fight against the Japanese invaders. He deserves our eternal admiration. Read more exciting novels for free
" Observing the Campus Tree " There was a big tree near the school gate. Although it was in a small corner and not very eye-catching, it was tall and sturdy. In spring, the flowers were blooming. The big tree stood quietly like a kind old man, smiling as he watched his classmates play. The rustling of the leaves in the wind was like the happy laughter of an old man. In summer, the green leaves sparkled under the strong sunlight. When it was hot, everyone enjoyed the shade under the trees. In autumn, the autumn wind dyed the trees yellow. The leaves gradually fell and returned to the embrace of Mother Earth. In winter, despite the cold and gray weather, the tree still stood firm. This inconspicuous tree brought us laughter and coolness. It was evergreen all year round and was not afraid of the cold and heat. This kind of fighting spirit was worth learning.
Here are a few essays of about 400 words suitable for the first volume of the fourth grade: * *<<A Little 'Zoo'>> My house is an interesting zoo. Dad was like an old cow, working hard every day. He went out early and returned late. When he returned home, he often helped with the housework. Once, when the water pipe at home was broken, his father picked up the tools and began to repair it without saying anything. He was so busy that he sweated profusely and did not rest. He worked hard like an old cow. Her mother was a tigress. She was very strict. I remember once when I wanted to go out to play before I finished my homework. My mother put her hands on her hips, glared at me, and said loudly,"You're not allowed to go anywhere before you finish your homework!" That aura was like a tiger showing its might. I had no choice but to obediently go back and do my homework. And I was like a little monkey, jumping around all day. I am very clever and curious about everything. In the park, I sometimes climbed trees and sometimes flipped over the horizontal bar. I also love eating bananas. Every time I see a banana, my eyes light up and I eat it very quickly. This is my home, a zoo full of joy. * * Remember the Game Once ** Today we played a guessing game. The students sat together and the teacher began to set the questions. The first riddle was "Climbing on a curved vine, stringing pearls on top." I thought quickly in my heart. Suddenly, my eyes lit up. I raised my hand and answered,"It's grapes." The teacher smiled and nodded. It was my turn to set the question. I came up with a question,"Little Zhuge Liang, sitting alone in the military tent." Set up the Eight Trigrams Formation to capture the Flying Generals." The students were deep in thought. Some frowned, while others whispered. After a while, a student said loudly,"It's a spider." Everyone was enlightened. This game allowed us to use our brains and increase our knowledge. Everyone was laughing and having a great time.
My Mother My mother was a very ordinary person, but in my heart, she was very special. Her mother looked very ordinary. She was of medium build and had short, simple hair. Her eyes were not big, but they were always filled with gentleness and concern. Mom was very hardworking. She got up early every day to prepare breakfast for me. The hot breakfast was full of her love. She had to work during the day and do housework at night to tidy up the house. She was also a very patient person. When I encountered a difficult problem in my studies, she would patiently explain it to me over and over again until I understood. Mom cares about me. When I was sick, she would stay up all night to take care of me. She would take my temperature, feed me medicine, and cover me with a blanket. Her love for me is like a trickle, silent but full of power. I love my mother and hope that I can grow up quickly and repay her well.
My Grandpa My grandfather was a unique and respectable old man. From their appearances, each of the grandfathers had their own characteristics. Some of the grandpas were already in their sixties, with gray hair and a pair of bright eyes that shone with love on their dark faces. Some of the grandpas were retired from the bank. They were sixty-five years old. They were tall, thin, and had long faces. They had gray hair and wrinkles on their foreheads. Some of the grandpas were in their fifties. They had a thick beard and their faces were as black as charred charcoal. Grandpas had different personalities. Some grandfathers were optimistic and always happy every time they saw him; some grandfathers liked to lose their temper, such as breaking the bowls when they were tired and unwilling to wash them; some grandfathers were very amiable and always spoke with a smile. Their hobbies were also different. Some grandfathers were word fanatics and dreamed of becoming calligraphers. They wrote a large piece of calligraphy every day, even to the extent that their mothers would cheer loudly at dinner. Some grandfathers 'biggest hobby was smoking and drinking. Even if their family advised them to quit smoking and drinking, they would still smoke and take medicine. The grandfathers had various occupations. Some of them were green workers who went out early and returned late every day, busy in the wind and sun; some used to work in banks; and some worked in the land all their lives, facing the yellow soil and facing the sky. In life, the grandfathers were filled with love and warmth. Some of the grandfathers tutored " me " in my studies, sitting beside " me " while " me " was doing homework, stroking " my " head with their big hands, and urging " me " to study hard. Some of the grandfathers would pick " me " up at the place where " I " was dismissed on time no matter how cold or hot it was, or how windy or rainy it was. They would put a raincoat on " me " when it rained, and they would be drenched. Some of the grandfathers would comfort " me " gently when " I " was injured, carry " me " home, and treat " my " wounds. There were also grandfathers who would take " me " to chase ducks, feed ducks, and tell " me " interesting stories. In short, every grandfather played an indispensable role in the growth of his grandchildren. They used their own ways to express their love for the younger generation and used their own experiences to teach us many truths of life.
My Grandpa My grandfather was a very special old man. He was already over seventy years old, but his body was still strong. His grandfather's face was covered with the marks of time. The deep wrinkles were like stories carved by time. His hair was sparse and white, but his eyes always shone with a gentle and firm light. Grandpa was a hardworking person. Every morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the courtyard, Grandpa had already started his busy day. He would first take care of his small vegetable garden. That was his little world. Grandpa bent over and carefully watered, fertilized, and weeding the vegetables. The green vegetables and red tomatoes grew healthily under Grandpa's careful care. He often said that he could eat his own vegetables without worry. Grandpa also loves me very much. Every time I visited him, he would always take out some snacks from the old cabinet that he had specially saved for me. It might be a few candies or a small packet of biscuits, but this small action was filled with endless love. Grandpa was also very good at telling stories. Every night, I would snuggle up to him and listen to his stories about the past. I always listened with great interest about his hard life as a child and his struggles when he was young. Grandpa was a warm-hearted person. Whenever the neighbors were in trouble, he would always be the first to help. For example, if something was broken, Grandpa would bring his tools to repair it, and if someone needed help moving things, Grandpa would never refuse. In everyone's eyes, Grandpa was the most reliable person. In my heart, my grandfather is like a big tree, sheltering me from the wind and rain. His love is like a trickle, nourishing my heart. I love my grandfather very much.
My Grandpa My grandfather was a respectable elder. He had a unique appearance and distinct personality, leaving many unforgettable memories in my life. His grandfather's appearance was very recognizable. His hair was already white, and the years had carved deep wrinkles on his dark face. However, his eyes were bright and filled with endless love, as if he could tolerate all my mischief and mistakes. His grandfather was a very serious person. Although it has been a while, I still remember one thing. That was because the toilet at home had been used for a long time and there were some problems. Grandpa decided to fix it himself. He first carefully checked the various parts of the toilet bowl, not letting go of any possible problems. Then, he took the tools and carefully disassembled, repaired, and reassembled. Every step was done meticulously. During this process, even if it was a small screw, he would tighten it carefully to ensure that there would be no mistakes. His focused expression made it seem as if he was carrying out an extremely important project. This serious attitude had always influenced me, letting me know that everything must be done from beginning to end and that I couldn't be careless. Grandpa was also very hardworking. Even though he was already over sixty years old, there was not a hint of admiration on his face. He held his tools all day long and wore a pair of rough black cloth shoes that were not new but very clean. He left his footprints on every inch of the farmland. He left early and returned late every day, taking care of the crops in the fields. The crops that grew healthily were the result of his hard work. Grandpa was also an optimistic person. Every time he saw him, he was always happy. He often walked with his hands behind his back. Although his right leg was a little clumsy, probably because of his previous farm work injuries, it did not affect his positive attitude towards life. I still remember clearly the time I spent with Grandpa in the countryside. He raised a group of ducks, about a dozen of them. Every evening, Grandpa would take me to the river with a bamboo stick to chase the ducks. After coming back, Grandma brought out the food that she had prepared in advance. Grandpa and I began to feed them. Those ducklings were very mischievous. They fought to snatch food from my hands and pecked my hands until they were itchy. The scene was full of laughter. I like to listen to grandpa tell stories. Every night, I will stay with grandpa and listen to him tell many interesting stories. Those stories were like doors leading to different worlds, allowing me to experience different customs and ways of the world. Grandpa was like a book full of wisdom. His every word and action influenced me subtly. His love and guidance were like sunshine and rain, nourishing my growth. I love my grandfather.
The following is an example of an excellent fourth-grade essay of about 400 words: " Interesting Campus Activity " Campus life is always full of fun. One of the science and technology festival activities left a deep impression on me. That day, the sun shone all over the campus. There are a lot of activities at the Science and Technology Festival, and I'm looking forward to the paper airplane competition the most. The students gathered on the field with their carefully folded paper airplanes. My paper plane is made of the thinnest paper, so I think it can fly further. The competition began. The first student threw the paper plane hard. It flew like a headless fly and fell after a short while. When it was my turn, I was a little nervous. I took a deep breath and gently pushed the paper airplane forward. It was like a vigorous swallow, quickly rushing forward, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. The students all exclaimed, and my heart was filled with joy. Then, they visited the exhibition of small inventions. Those strange little inventions were a feast for the eyes. There was a flower pot that could water itself and a small robot made of waste materials. Looking at these inventions, my heart was filled with admiration. I also secretly decided that I would do more in the future and create interesting things. This Science and Technology Festival not only made me have fun, but it also inspired my love for science. It was really an unforgettable and interesting campus activity. " Her Shenzhen-Writing the Future " is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Cute Kitten I have a little kitten at home. It is the little joy in my life. The kitten was very cute. Its head was round like a little ball of fur. His eyes were like two sparkling gems, shining mysteriously in the darkness. His ears were sharp and alert, as if he was listening to his surroundings at all times. Its small mouth toot, and there were a few long whiskers at the corner of its mouth. It looked like a wise old man. The kitten's fur was extremely soft, as white as snow, without a trace of color. When it curled up, it was like a ball of white cotton candy. The kitten's personality was very interesting. It was very naughty. Once when I was drawing, it suddenly jumped onto the table and left a few small footprints on my drawing paper. It also tilted its head and looked at me as if to say," Look at my drawing." I was both angry and amused. But it also has its moments when it is well-behaved. When it is tired of playing, it will quietly lie at my feet and let out a soft snoring sound, as if telling me that it is very comfortable. The kitten was also very clever. It was a little expert at catching mice. As long as it found traces of mice, it would concentrate on lying there and staring at the mouse hole without blinking. Once a mouse appeared, it would pounce at lightning speed, grab the mouse with its sharp claws, and then slowly enjoy it in a corner. This is my lovely kitten. It brings endless joy and warmth to my life.
Snowflake Snowflakes were the elves of winter, always appearing in the world inadvertently. Each snowflake was like a small piece of art. They were almost all hexagonal. When snowflakes fell from the sky, they were like catkins dancing in the sky or feathers falling from the sky. They gently and quietly covered the earth with a layer of white gauze. Snowflakes were a symbol of purity. Their hearts were as clean and flawless as their appearance. They did not know where they would land in the next second, but no matter where they landed, they would bring joy to people. The children loved snowflakes. When the snow was thick enough, the children would run to the snow like happy birds. They made snowmen in the snow and piled the snow into all kinds of interesting shapes, like cute little animals or funny dwarves. They also had snowball fights. The snowballs shuttled through the air and hit their bodies, blooming white flowers. Everyone's laughter echoed in the air. Although snowflakes looked cold, they had a unique charm. It made the whole world look like a beautiful painting. This was the magic of snowflakes. It was the most beautiful winter gift that nature gave us. " Snow Kisses All Over Dusk " was equally exciting. Everyone was welcome to click and read it!