In ordinary daily life, everyone has tried to write a composition. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. So, how to write a composition? The following are seven narrative compositions of 4 words I have compiled for reference only. Welcome to read them. 1
Coffee is bitter, but it will still become sweet with sugar. Although good tea is bitter, you can always feel its strong fragrance as long as you remember it with your heart. Add some sugar to life to make it better.
I remember it was a hot summer. The environment will change people's mood, so, in this weather, the heart is really restless. Well, go and eat an ice cream. When I opened the refrigerator, I saw nothing but a thin piece of ice. Alas, this is too embarrassing.
I had to go out to buy ice cream, so I went out. Through the gate of the community, I saw several people my age in the flower garden. What are they doing? Looking closer, it turned out that they were catching bees. It suddenly occurred to me that the teacher said that bees are beneficial insects and we should protect them, so I went forward to stop them. They came to my ear and said, "What do you know? There is a "small warehouse" in the abdomen of bees. There is a very sweet thing in it.
So, I asked curiously, is there really something delicious? They cut open a bee and let me taste it. Suddenly, a cool feeling passed through my heart. I forgot to buy ice cream and what I said just now. I caught bees with them. I caught them several times, but I was stabbed instead of catching them. I was really unhappy.
at this moment, I saw a bee fly into a flower, so I just pinched the flower. Pull out the sting of the bee and lick it. It's really sweet!
"Only when you eat bitterness can you be a master." This sentence is really right. Only when you suffer and gain, will you feel sweet.
sometimes, life is the same, and it needs to be alive.
So, add some sugar to your life and make it better! On Sunday afternoon, I watched playing basketball on TV, and I wanted to learn to play basketball, so I asked my father to teach me to play basketball. Dad promised to take me to the basketball court and began to teach me to play basketball.
Dad taught me to pass the ball first. He said, "You must let the ball bounce on the ground when it is almost in the opponent's hand, so that the opponent can catch it easily and it is not easy to get hurt. Let me show you first." After that, when my father hit the ball to my hand, he let it bounce on the ground, which really made me easily receive it. Then teach me how to dribble when I am proficient. Dad said, "After passing the ball, everyone should clap at least ten times, and the ball can't be lost", but what should I do if I clap lower and lower? Dad added, "You have to wait for the ball to fall, press it down hard, and then quickly lift it up, so that it will hit higher and higher." I tried a few times, and sure enough, the higher the ball hit, the more excited I played. Dad saw that I was proficient in playing and began to teach me three-step layup. Dad said, "You must run and dribble when you lay up." Dad said and did what he taught me, but I couldn't throw the basket every time. I was dejected and despondent. When I wanted to give up, Dad said, "Failure is the mother of success. You should watch the basket when you throw, and you will succeed only if you practice more." I practiced again as my father said, and after throwing many times, I finally got in. My heart is full of joy.
From playing basketball, I learned that no matter what I do, I must persist. Only by persisting can I do things well. The narrative composition 4 words 3
The winter vacation is finally over. My wonderful leisure plan has been revised many times, and it will be changed temporarily today. In the morning, my aunt called to invite me and my mother to Qinhuangdao, her new home, and then invited us to have a barbecue. The old aunt's house didn't say anything. It was decorated like a palace. My interest is not here. The greedy worm in my stomach drove me to keep urging my mother and aunt, and finally I walked into the barbecue shop as I wished. The refreshing smell of charred meat led to a sharp increase in saliva in my mouth, so I didn't have time to enjoy the elegant decoration. I ordered immediately after finding a seat. Let's start with two plates of meat and two bowls of cold noodles to solve the urgent need. In a short time, the seasoning came up. In the past, I used to sprinkle cumin and adjust the taste. I didn't expect to eat it differently here. Like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, I pushed the plate with seasoning around, put cumin, refined salt, monosodium glutamate and spicy powder in order, and learned to sprinkle some on my plate like my aunt and mother, waiting for the barbecue.
In a short time, the waiter came with kebabs and noodles, and at the same time put the burning red carbon into the grill in front of us. As soon as the waiter left, I immediately picked up the kebabs on the plate and put them on the shelf. My aunt and mother did not show weakness, and put the rest on the table. Unfortunately, they were not skilled. I roasted the meat on both sides, and then dipped the seasoning in the plate, which was tender and fragrant. I ate a bunch and thought about another bunch. My mother and my aunt were chatting while roasting. Before I knew it, the meat was dripping with oil, and the oil splashed on the carbon and was sucked into the net. The carbon seemed to absorb enough nutrition, only to hear the sound of "suddenly", and the flame soared and swallowed up the kebabs of my mother and my aunt at once. I was so anxious that I jumped up and tried to grab it, but I was afraid of the fire. I drew back my hand and shouted at them, "It's burnt!" " The cry attract that surprised eye of people around. I didn't expect my mother and aunt to casually say, "What's burnt, even if it's burnt, it doesn't matter, eating crisp!" " Narrative composition 4 words 4
The course of life is too long, either happy or sad, which is enough to make us rational and mature. Walking in the second day of junior high school, those happy memories and those dim sorrows will remain in my story book forever, because I am willing to cherish it all the time, even if it is only tears and laughter.
Walking in Grade Two, I always feel that my back is so heavy that I almost fell into the soil several times. I don't know when I will start. When I can't work out the topic, I will keep turning my pen. I think that will depress my mood and make the problem meet a good turn. This is not the case, which will only make me more agitated. Sometimes when I do my homework in my room at night, when I look up at the thick stack of exercise books, it feels like squatting at the foot of the mountain and looking up at the peak; When I am immersed in thinking, I feel trapped in the middle of a book and can't move. And when I saw the trace of the teacher's correction in my exercise book, I thought how hard it was for the teacher to correct the homework for 4 students in our class. We did an assignment, but she had to correct 4 copies, which was unfair! But for the teacher, she may think that this is happy and happy; I thought of the teacher's enthusiastic and open action in class, perhaps just for work, but I knew that she did it because she wanted to impress us more about the content of the study, but I knew that she would be very tired. So, what reason do I have to be unhappy? When we are struggling, the teacher is also quietly paying and fighting together. Isn't this a very happy and good thing?
Walking in the second day of junior high school, I saw that I was not as easy to give up as before, realized the joy of solving exercises after thinking for thousands of times, and learned that only by giving can I gain something. The course of life is so long. The pink happiness and light gray sadness in the second day of junior high school will always remain in my youth photo album. Narrative composition 4 words 5
I have a beautiful campus, where there are not only beautiful flowers, grass and trees, but also lively figures of my classmates. Spring is coming! All kinds of flowers are competing with each other, even the grass is not to be outdone, and it grows hard. "Boom", a spring rain suddenly fell, which made Xiaohua very scared. The rain stopped, and the bell rang at the same time. Before the teacher could say class was over, some students wanted to play on the spacious playground. The teacher said that the class was over for a while, and the students rushed out of the classroom quickly. Especially the naughty ones in our class, such as Yang Yucheng and Pei! Flowers grow more gorgeous, grass grows more lush, and even classmates grow taller. Butterflies are in the flowers, while bees are really busy in the flowers and never lazy. Although the hot summer has come, the enthusiasm of the students has not diminished, but has risen a lot. There are two reasons: first, male students can wear handsome shirts; Female students can also put on beautiful skirts. Second, because our favorite summer vacation is coming, so, we can think about it.
autumn is coming! The leaves on the tree are falling off one by one, and we can use the fallen leaves as handicrafts in art class. Grass and small flowers have withered and turned khaki. The students' clothes are all thickened for fear of catching a cold. But there is also a pleasant try, that is, you can eat fresh fruits and vegetables. So that we can grow stronger! ! There are no shadows of flowers and grass on the playground, only the big trees hold on, and the students are shivering with cold. But the male students are still so active after class, I really don't know what they think. Of course, winter is also good, which is the same as summer, that is, it is necessary to have a winter vacation. The students in our class are very excited! Our campus not only brings us endless knowledge, but also makes us feel happy and happy! 6
Today, Mr. Pan's "ghost idea" came again. He held a pantomime tug-of-war in the composition class. Said: "This competition is not with ropes, but with eyes. The rules of the game are not to laugh, not to close your eyes, and whoever loses has to sing a song. "
The game has started. First of all, Pan Yuhang and Dai Wangyu are fighting. They are just a combination of one big and one small, one fat and one thin. The teacher gave the order: "Ready-get up." Pan Yuhang stared at Dai Wangyu with big round eyes. Dai Wangyu's long thin eyes were not far behind, and they stared at each other. Gradually, Dai Wangyu couldn't help it and blinked. Haha, he lost! There was a good song to listen to, but he refused to sing, so the teacher let him go.
what's more interesting is that it's Yang Chenjun's turn to confront me. I walked onto the stage with my heart pounding, fearing that I would lose. The students shouted below: "Su Yuhao, come on! Su Yuhao, come on ... "My heart slowly calmed down. The teacher gave the order at the side: "One, two, three go!" Yang Chenjun's posture is very beautiful. His hands are spread out and his eyes are as big as an owl's, and I stare at him with big eyes like a light bulb. Who is afraid of who? The students all stood on stools to watch our game. After a long time, we still couldn't tell the winner. Teacher Pan came up with another "trick" and said, "Laugh!" After he teased him, Yang Chenjun couldn't help laughing. Ha ha! I won! There was a burst of applause and cheers in the classroom. I couldn't help laughing. They are all saying, "Su Yuhao, you are great!"
Today's pantomime tug-of-war was really interesting, and we also had a happy weekend. Narrative composition 4 words 7
My mother is a noble individual doctor.
She is in her thirties. She is tall, and her long black hair is often combed into a long horse tail. White face scattered with a few annoying little spots, but it doesn't affect her image of angels in white!
I remember that on a stormy night, an unknown woman came to see a doctor with her child in her arms. The child had a high fever, and her mother was given fluids after examination, but it didn't get better after transfusion. Mother said, "I'm afraid the child needs to be examined in the hospital." The woman said, "It's so dark and raining. I'm holding the baby alone." Without saying anything, mother picked up an umbrella and went to the hospital with her. When you arrive at the hospital, register, pay the fee, draw blood and take X-rays.
by the time mom comes back, it will be almost dawn. In a hurry, the woman didn't even pay my family's medical bills, and my mother didn't complain. This is my mother. I am proud of having such a noble mother. I am proud of having such a noble mother! Mom, I love you!
In this paper, a typical event in life is selected, and the language is vivid and vivid. The author makes full use of the appearance and details to show her mother's noble character to the fullest. The feelings of the article are true and delicate, the words are touching, and the theme is pointed out at the end, expressing the author's praise for his mother.