In ordinary study, work, and life, many people have had the experience of writing essays, and they are all familiar with essays. With the help of essays, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange.

So how to write a good composition?

Below are 10 300-word compositions for the fourth grade of primary school that I compiled for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need.

300-word composition for the fourth grade of primary school, Part 1 Mom, I want to say to you: Can you please stop giving me so much homework and let me have a rest?

On Saturday, I was asleep. Suddenly, you woke me up and said to me: "Son, get up quickly. After breakfast, you have to do your homework." I had breakfast listlessly and started to do my homework.

The heavy homework made me breathless. I almost fell asleep several times. After writing for several hours, I finally finished the homework.

I think I can finally take a break.

At this time, my mother said: "Son, hurry up, we should go to make up English and math classes." Then I remembered that I had to make up classes on Saturday and Sunday.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, I finished my classes and went home.

I said to my mother, "Can you let me watch TV for a while?" "No!" My mother said, "I'll watch it after you finish your homework." So I started doing my homework again.

Mom, I know you are kind to me, but you have to give me some time to myself, let me have a small space of my own, and make my childhood colorful. Who is not happy every weekend?

Only I am not like this, because I have to study unlimitedly every weekend.

Mom, can you give me a little space?

Even just a little bit?

300-word composition for the fourth grade of primary school Part 2 Once upon a time, there was a crow, and one thing kept it restless all day long: Why don’t people like me?

I want to become a lovable animal!

Later, an old magician took pity on it and gave it a magic bottle and said to it: "As long as you name the animal you want to change into, you will become that animal." Crow

I happily took the bottle home, holding the bottle and thinking: What can I change?

"Just change into a butterfly. Butterflies are so beautiful. People will definitely like them. No, no, butterflies are very fragile. If they lose their wings, they will die." "By the way, just change into an elephant, big brother."

The elephant is big and strong and will not die so easily. But I heard that the elephant cannot live in my small house." "How about becoming an ant? An ant is strong and can crawl quickly.

. But - the ant will be trampled to death." The crow couldn't think of anything better to do.

Later, the crow finally learned: not all animals are perfect.

Although I am not lovable, I am smarter than an elephant and more vital than a butterfly... Later, the crow returned the bottle to the magician grandpa.

Grandpa Magician saw the crow and said, "Crow, why haven't you changed anything?" The crow said to Grandpa Magic, "Grandpa Magician, I really haven't changed anything. But I know that animals are not perfect.

Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, so I think it’s better to be who I am now.” Crow gave the bottle to Grandpa and went home.

A 300-word composition for the fourth grade of elementary school, Part 3. I wrote a comma deeply on the white paper, trying to let time stay in those happy times.

However, the small alarm clock on the table is still ticking.

I just realized that the commas were fake!

Time still flies... Gently, grandpa left, leaving this world forever.

At that moment, the "ticking" sound in my heart was louder than the sound of the alarm clock, and my heart was broken... I stood in the heavy rain for a long time, and I could no longer tell whether the moisture in the corners of my eyes was tears or rain.

I silently recited the full stop in my heart, hoping that the pain would be over.

However, my heart kept sobbing.

Only then did I realize that the full stop was also fake!

Tears were still flowing... He sneered stupidly, laughing at his own ignorance; laughing at his own powerlessness; and even laughing at himself for not being able to see his grandpa for the last time.

Then, click six small black dots in your heart. This is the so-called "ellipsis"!

Begging to omit everything in such "laughter" - tears, heartache, all omit it.

Even more surprised!

The ellipsis is also fake!

Tears, heartache, everything, all came to me... The bottle of five flavors in my heart had long been overturned, but I couldn't taste it. It turned out that my heart had fallen into the blackness of despair.

I started to hate my favorite colors - white, too frivolous; pink, too soft; blue, too cold; purple, too pretentious!

In my heart, there is only a bottomless black... (This is a diary I wrote before, it is a bit shorter~~~) 300-word composition for the fourth grade of elementary school, Part 4 My teacher My teacher is my father.

He is 40 years old, of medium height, with a head full of black hair with a few strands of silver hair, and a pair of big, bright eyes under his thick eyebrows. He sometimes wears a pair of glasses. His father is very strict.