No matter in study, work or life, everyone has tried to write essays. Writing essays can exercise our habit of being alone, calm down and think about our future direction.

So how is a general composition written?

Below is an interesting fourth-grade snail composition that I compiled for you. You are welcome to share it.

On Sunday morning, my father bought some snails from the vegetable market and kept them in a basin. He planned to fry spiced snails for us to eat in the evening.

Out of curiosity, I took advantage of this opportunity and squatted by the water basin to see what the snail looked like.

Like a snail, it carries a big shell on its body, and this shell is the home of the snail.

The shell is gray-green in color and conical in shape.

There is also a thin disc on the shell, which is the "door" of the snail, called the snail, which is used to defend against external aggression.

I saw the snail slowly opening its "door", first tentatively extending its two tentacles, like an antenna to check whether the surroundings were safe, then extending its head to look at the world, and finally the whole body came out of the shell to move.

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Later, my father told me that the eyes of snails are on the antennae.

Haha, isn’t it interesting!

I also saw that some snails would bring out some small white particles when they came out of their shells. I quickly asked my father what they were?

Dad pushed his eyes, got closer to the water basin, took a closer look and said, "These are the babies of snails." When I heard this, I opened my mouth in surprise.

It turns out that spring and summer are the times when snails give birth to babies.

A female snail can produce seven or eight small pearls like small field snails in one night.

Seeing this basin full of snails, an idea popped into my mind, and I quickly ran to my father and said, "Dad, I don't want to eat spiced snails tonight." "Why?" Dad asked me.

"Now is the time when mother snails are giving birth to babies. It's too cruel to make them into vegetables and eat them. Let's release them!" After hearing what I said, my father looked at me and said, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah!" I nodded firmly.

My father and I came to the river, poured the snails into the water and released them.