In our daily study, work or life, we have more or less come into contact with the essay, right? Writing an essay can exercise our solitary habit, let our mind be quiet, and think about the direction of their future. So the question is, how in the end should write an excellent essay? The following is my carefully organized that moment fourth grade essay 10, I hope it can help you.
That moment fourth grade essay Part 1May 12, 2008 A.D. in the afternoon, the country of heaven is still a piece of peace, abruptly, landslide, the ground shaking the mountains. A strong earthquake like the angry lion attacked the Sichuan earth. Towns were instantly wiped into a flatland, village treat annihilation, a rubble. Just a few minutes. A few minutes of life and death. But it shows the glory and greatness of humanity.
When the rescue team peeled off the rubble, debris, everyone present was in tears. A teacher used her not-so-big body to protect four students. The students were saved, but he closed his eyes forever. Perhaps by the time the earthquake hit, he was thinking of nothing. His only belief was to protect his students. Because he was a teacher. Honorable in life, great in death. We can not use too many words to describe, we only moved, moved his courage, moved his faith. At that moment, his mind was sublimated qualitatively.
The house collapsed at that moment, how many lives disappeared in an instant. But the mother's love for her son will never hour. Rescue teams from the rubble to lift out a mother and son, found the mother injured clenched cell phone. When people took a look they could only be moved once again. "Baby please don't forget me, I will always love you." She may have tried to text the player, but the signal was long gone. Instead, the mother used it as her last last words in the final aftermath. We have been touched by a mother's love countless times, but in that moment. Instead, we had to shed another tear. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty!
Miles of mountain flowers condensed blood tears, a stream of water for mourning. When the earthquake happened, it touched the hearts of all the people in the country. The host of the time and again low hoarse broadcast live news; rescue teams risking their lives rushed to the front line; people scrambled to go to donate blood donations ....... On May 19th, the nation mourned. The five-star red flag was lowered at that moment to mark the occasion. Leaders with a heavy heart in silence; Tiananmen Square thousands of people prayed together for the victims; the waiting room of the train station, people organized themselves, together in silence, God's country in this moment whimpered. What is our hearts close together? It is the national spirit, which is the dose of our Chinese nation. Countless Chinese people were touched by this moment. The dead rest in peace, the living endeavor!
Why our eyes long with tears? Because we love this land y. There are countless moving things in the earthquake. We love our compatriots, love our land. Let's move together for that moment!
I'm sorry, I grew up so big, still do not dare to sleep alone, until that day, I just invented their own grown up, dare to sleep alone.
One night I was going to sleep with my mother, I just walked into my mother's room, mom said to me: "You've grown so big, you should learn to sleep alone, tonight you sleep alone in your own room." At that moment, I broke out in a cold sweat and thought, "It's so dark, how scary it is to sleep alone." I told her, "No, I want to sleep with you. I'm afraid of sleeping alone in the dark." Mom said, "No, you are 11 years old this year, and in a few years you will be an adult, and your cousin is 9 years old and can sleep alone, so what's so scary about being a man? Go back to your room and sleep." I was so happy to see you," he said, and then he kicked me out of her room
Locked the door.
This is the first time I've ever seen a girl in a room like this, and I've never seen one.
I lay on the bed, looking at the room in all darkness, the heart of the nonsense up, suddenly felt a burst of cowardice, afraid of what things to catch me, immediately got up to turn on the lights, ran out of the room intends to go to knock on the door of the mother's room. Almost to the door I suddenly stopped, my heart rang my mom just told me that, yes, my cousin a girl and also younger than me 2 years old dare to sleep alone, I am a boy is not still inferior to her a girl? No, I am a man how can I lose to a girl, just sleep alone, what is there to be afraid of. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
Back to my room, I turned off the lights and lay back on the bed to cover myself. Looking at the room is dark again, or some timidity, a bite of the quilt up a pull cover the head, the whole person hiding in the quilt inside, close your eyes tightly. I thought to myself, "I don't want to see it, I'll fall asleep quickly, and then I won't be afraid of anything. In this way, I used this way to overcome the terror in my heart,
With the passage of time.
With the passage of time, I unconsciously entered the dreamland.
When I woke up, it was already morning. I looked at the side of the bed, no one, last night is really on my own to sleep ah, suddenly also very happy. I think it's a good idea to be a little bit more careful, but I think it's a good idea to be a little bit more careful, so I think it's a good idea to be a little bit more careful, so I think it's a good idea to be a little bit more careful. I live every day happily at home.
December 3, is my long-awaited birthday. Listening to my mom and dad send me blessings at this moment, I feel incredibly happy.
At five minutes past 11:00 pm on Saturday night, my birthday came late, and the birthday cake was placed in front of my eyes as expected. I opened the box of the cake with my hands trembling with excitement, the "true face" of the birthday cake was fully presented: sweet cream, delicious fruits and vegetables made of various flowers, and the showy cucumber slices written on the showy "Happy Birthday"! Happy Birthday! I couldn't wait to put on my birthday hat and start the "big" birthday party.
I lit ten beautiful candles with matches and turned off the lights. In a haze of happiness, my mom kindly said to me, "Make a wish, kid?" I hurriedly closed my eyes and put my hands together to make a wish that had been buried in my heart for a long time: that my whole family would be peaceful and happy in everything! After making the wish, I blew out all ten candles in two breaths. I hurriedly turned on the lights, just at this moment, I heard my mom and dad gave me the "Happy Birthday Song", my mom and dad clapped their hands together, and sang together for me. I saw the love in my mom and dad's eyes for me, and full of expectations. I know what my mom and dad expect: they want me to grow up healthy and happy, and to be productive every day. I will!
Since I stepped into the threshold of the fifth grade, I am determined to be a good student. Every day, I listen well to the class, write homework carefully, and review in time. My mom always says, "You can do anything you want," and I know what that means.
The next step is to share the cake, I must let mom and dad eat a little more. The first thing I did was to ask my father and mother to give me the opportunity to have a drink with the help of a man who had a good time. Eating sweet cake, looking at mom and dad's sweet smile, recalling mom and dad gave me the blessing, the heart is like filled with honey. I believe that at that moment, I must be the happiest person in the world!
How I wish the time was fixed at that moment!
Life is like a book, recording the bits and pieces of my growth; life is like a beach, which is inlaid with a treasured shell; life is like a vibrant tree, which bears a beautifully small fruit, which is a wonderful memory for me.
Remember to call me third grade, once in the Xiang Aluminum children's school to participate in a year of soccer training. At that time, I loved soccer very much, every training time are very hard, hard. Although the training time will often cut the ball, but I look forward to a real game. Finally, I was sent to Changsha by my coach to participate in a soccer tournament. It was the May Day vacation, I prepared my luggage, and with excitement, I boarded the bus to Changsha with my teammates. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Arriving at the soccer field, the coach immediately began to line up. With the referee's order, we started the intense game.
First of all, the other side of the ball, after the ball, only to see the other side of the players with the ball towards our goal. At this time, as a defender I rushed forward to block, after a few confrontations, the ball was finally blocked by me. So I decisively passed the ball to the striker, the striker Jiang Yipeng immediately with the ball into the single knife, only to see him smoothly around the other side of the guards, came to a strong shot, the ball into the goal! He scored a valuable point for our team. The match was intense, and both sides were equally strong. Time passed little by little, from the end of the game there are two minutes, now the situation on the field is two to two equal, we began the ultimate PK. this time is our serve, after the ball forward JiangYiPeng pass the ball to our players, but the ball is the other side of the defender a big foot shot back. I was very nervous, staring nervously at the ball do not dare to relax. Just as the other team was about to approach our goal, I hurriedly stepped forward and made a break, and passed the ball to the striker who was in the other team's goal, who immediately lifted his foot and kicked the ball into the other team's goal, and we got the victory of the game. I was so happy that I jumped up, ran, and cheered with my teammates, and the tears of excitement flowed down, because it was my first time to officially participate in the game and win.
At that moment, I was thrilled ......
That moment 4th grade essay Part 5Whenever I shake the fan made of bamboo slices on a summer night, I think of my beloved father, because the fan was made by my grandfather with his hard sweat.
It was a summer day when the sun was scorching the earth, baking the earth's body on fire, incomparably hot, pouring a pot of water will smoke.
Grandpa was sitting on the ground, making a fan for me, I was still small, only six years old, did not know what Grandpa was doing, I went over and asked, "Grandpa, what are you doing?" Dad replied, "I'm making a fan for you! Otherwise you get so hot at night, so hot you can't even sleep, and the next morning you're out of it again." I watched him as he shook the worn and battered fan, wiping the sweat away for a moment, then putting it down in his hand to continue making the fan. I watched too, I watched how to do it while I looked at my grandfather's forehead for a while, and as soon as I saw any sweat I wiped it away from him with a towel.
I was puzzled and asked, "Grandpa, why do you want to sit outside and make, why not do it inside the house?" Grandpa's answer puzzled me even more "Grandpa is afraid of the cold, Grandpa is in the house." I took it seriously. I thought: Is it really that cold? How can I not feel it ah?
Rui think about why grandpa did not do in the house because of the fear of breaking the furniture at home, can not be.
I continue to write: I wrung my hands on the towel that wiped the sweat of my father can wring out the water.
Grandpa is really hard, I brought him a cup of tea from the house, he did not drink, just let me put aside. After about an hour, grandpa was still there making the fan, and I looked at the water next to me and saw that it was almost evaporated.
By the evening, grandpa finally produced, grandpa gave me, I fan, and then fan, happy to say, "Grandpa, you're so good!" I ran around with it, and my home was filled with the sound of my laughter.
Now, I still have it, although it has broken a few holes, but this is still full of grandfather's love for me. I am so thankful for my grandpa, his love makes my heart sing.
At that moment fourth grade essay Part 6Tonight, my mom had a busy day and it was hard. I thought to myself: I have been in the fourth grade, I should help my mother to do housework. I just finished dinner, I'll wash the dishes!
I put on my apron, pushed up my sleeves, stacked the bowls on top of each other, and carried them quickly into the kitchen. My mom couldn't help but smile when she saw my seriousness.
I followed my mom's example and washed the dishes carefully. I first rinsed with water, and then from the cabinet to find a dishcloth, drops of detergent, rubbed out the foam, and then use the dishcloth to wipe the bowl inside and outside, and finally with water to rinse the bowl again. However, as soon as I smelled the bowl, an odor of detergent hit my nose. I rinsed with water a few times, finally no detergent flavor, so it is not clean ah!
Suddenly, I realized that there were still a few grains of rice in the bowl, so I picked up the dishcloth and rubbed it carefully. The bowl was finally cleaned, and by now I was sweating and panting. I was sweating and panting, but I was so happy when I saw the white and shiny bowls. Those white bright bowl seems to say to me: "small master, thank you for washing us so clean."
When I showed the clean bowls to my mom, she smiled and said, "My daughter has grown up and can do housework."
Even though I was tired of washing the dishes, I was still very happy, and I realized that my mother did work very hard every day. Yes, I have grown up and can help my mom in the future.
That moment 4th grade essay Part 7Today, I think it was the busiest green day among the days. We appreciated the thousands of poplar forests, watched the exciting rocket launch satellite, visited the satellite launch center, but also browsed the space city exhibition hall, in front of China's historical astronauts photographs to take a group photo ...... Among the most unforgettable is the moment of the rocket satellite lift-off.
9 o'clock we will take the bus from the hotel set off, all the way to the car to discuss about the rocket lift-off of the words endless, we are looking forward to that wonderful moment. About an hour later, we arrived at the base perimeter.
"Students, the launch may be dangerous, according to regulations can only be watched from 7 kilometers away." The sudden news came as a bit of a surprise to everyone. But even that didn't dampen our enthusiasm to see the launch. Everyone got out of their cars and stood by the roadside waiting for the rocket to launch. The weather was cold, but the group was full of energy, each with a camera in hand, vowing to capture the whole process of the satellite going into the sky.
"The shelf is up, look!" There is a classmate sharp eyes, everyone brushed towards the launching pad looked, 12:12 satellite launch on time to lift off, exciting moment has arrived, "Boom ......" everyone jumped wow, called wow! The rocket flew higher and higher, discharged gas snow-white snow-white, a beautiful arc in the air, like a ladder to heaven.
Although the rocket from the launch to the disappearance of only a few dozen seconds, this short period of time but condensed several generations of scientists staff blood. It left a deep impression on me, and I will never forget it!
The moment of the fourth-grade essay Part 8
People live in this world, long in this world, are originated from the parents, it is the parents gave me life, and it is also the parents to raise us to adulthood.
Ever since I was a child, I have always thought that it is only natural for my mother to wash clothes and cook for her children, and to be busy with this and that. But from that moment on, I changed my childish view, and from that moment on, I understood a lot.
That time, mom was cleaning, suddenly sat on the sofa, in the side of the book I rushed over, asked: "Mom, what's wrong with you?" "I'm fine." Mom said as she covered her waist and stood up. "In that case, let me clean it!" Having rarely done housework, my hands couldn't help but be a little rusty. The things I held in my hands kept falling on the floor as if they were purposely trying to get in my own way. And those books, east a book, west a book, it is hard to get together to organize.
These simple work are done, sweeping the floor is my strong point, I move all the things that can be moved away from the ground, all the dust on the ground are swept away. When I finished all the chores, I felt back pain, this time I finally realized my mother's hard work, my mother has to do these jobs every day, never say back pain, and no complaints.
I am so ashamed, from then on, I understand. I often help my mom clean up, and my mom praised me for growing up.
At that time, I always thought that my mom gave all the love to me to KiKi (KiKi is my nephew, who has bronchitis), and I was very angry, it's just bronchitis, what's the big deal, but at that moment, I understood.
That day, we had a lot of homework, especially for character, which required us to copy the sentences checked off on pages 53 to 126 three times. OMG!!! That's a lot, there are 167 sentences in total***! Alas, I kept on writing and copying and copying and copying until ten o'clock and I still hadn't finished. I counted, great, only 64 sentences left. I'm not going to be able to do it again.
As I was copying, my mom came to my side and said gently, "So much homework today, let me get you some orange juice!" When I heard this, I thought it was strange, wasn't the juicer at home broken? So I said, "Mom, isn't the juicer at home broken? How are you going to get it?" Mom smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll squeeze it for you by hand." So she took an orange, cut a hole in it with a knife, took a cup, and started squeezing.
I watched my mom squeeze the orange juice very hard, and my face was suffocating red, and my eyes were moist. And she said to me, "Write quickly, there is still a lot of homework!" My eyes got even wetter, but I held my tongue and didn't cry. By the time I had 6 sentences left to write, I looked at the orange juice my mom had squeezed and it was almost a cup. I continued to write, and by the time I finished, mom had squeezed a cup. Mom said, "Drink up!"
"Take a sip, mom." "No, I won't drink it, I'll just eat the orange." I was touched as I watched my mom eat the orange crumbs with almost no orange juice. That orange juice was sour, but it felt sweet when I drank it into my mouth.
I understand now that my mom loves me. Can Kiki drink the orange juice squeezed by my mom's hands? When I went to bed, I remembered the scene just now, tears finally could not help but fall, wet half of the pillow ......
That moment fourth grade essay Part 10The clock goes on little by little, the days go by day by day, and the people are gradually and progressively changing.
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The day before yesterday, my mother showed me a video of my brothers dancing in the square, I was shocked by their new and creative dance moves, so I asked them curiously how they did it, and my mother only told me one sentence: "Because they grew up." After hearing this sentence, I can not help but think of an incident.
It was one day during summer vacation when I had nothing to do, so I listened to music. Just as I was immersed in the world of music, I seemed to hear the sound of two brothers arguing, but I didn't take it seriously. After a while, I suddenly heard the dull crash of something heavy hitting the ground, followed by loud cries. I secretly said, "Not good!" Rushed to pull open the door to see what was happening. Only to see a pile of cluttered toys, the big baby is holding a pillow and smashing it into the little baby's face. I was so scared that I hurriedly pulled the two of them away with force, looking at them red-faced sitting on the floor and crying, I was a little at a loss for words, but also some do not know where to start.
Thinking back to what my mom used to do, I pulled them to me and tried to reason with them, but they didn't pay any attention to me and cried louder and louder, even picking up a toy and throwing it at me. I couldn't help but get a little angry, but I took a deep breath and then tried my best to comfort them in the gentlest tone possible. Sure enough, they slowly stopped crying loudly and turned into small sobs. I took the opportunity to ask them what just happened and who started it? Both of them pointed at each other in unison. When I asked a second time, Dabao was a little hesitant, he was silent for a while and didn't dare to look directly into my eyes, I immediately understood in my mind. I looked at Dabao again, only to see both of his hands constantly pinching the corners of his coat, and only after about five minutes did he admit in a very small voice that it was him. I pulled them both to me again and praised Big Boy for being a brave boy and admitting his mistake. Suggested that they each say "I'm sorry" to the other. At the same time, I earnestly advised them to fight less in the future, and to learn to discuss and work out solutions when they encountered anything. The two of them gradually recovered their enthusiasm, and made up for it.
I was about to walk away, only to find that my mother did not know when has returned, looks like, she has been standing for a while. She hugged me with great relief and said I had grown up. At that moment, I also realized in my heart that I had really grown up.
I was no longer that willful and naive little girl, I became an independent, can manage my brother's big sister. In that moment, I grew up again, didn't I?
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Growing up means a sense of responsibility, a sense of bearing. The author shows maturity and rationality in dealing with his two younger brothers, which is very rare. People grow up in this kind of experience one at a time.