In daily study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Through composition, we can gather our scattered thoughts together. Do you know how to write a good essay? Below are 9 compositions I collected and compiled for the fourth grade in Xue Xue. You are welcome to learn from them and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you. It's Snowing, Fourth Grade Composition Part 1

It's snowing. When I get up in the morning, through the window, I can see the snowflakes that have worked hard all night are still floating in the air. The ground, flower beds, and roofs were all covered with a layer of silver, and the sky and the earth seemed to be covered in snow. It was really a scene like "a sudden spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed"! The silvery white between heaven and earth, I am afraid even the most famous painter Leonardo da Vinci could not describe it with a brush!

Walking to the school, the scene of the campus makes people almost forget to leave - after a night of "accumulation", the campus ground is covered with a thick layer of snow, giving people a white and pure feeling. The trunk of the tall ginkgo tree in the center of the campus also seemed to have been evenly covered with a layer of snow, as if nature had played a joke on it and given it a beautiful white border.

Looking at the vast white land in front of me, my "frozen" heart started to burn again. I couldn't help but rush in, running wildly in the thick snow. Every step you take leaves deep footprints. Rolling snowballs and making snowmen, we started to play to our heart's content. Then, black dots appeared on this snow-white screen. We played to our heart's content, and everyone became a "snowman" until the crisp bell rang. We just rushed to the classroom in a hurry.

The last page of this year’s calendar is about to be torn off, but Miss Winter still lingers on this year and sprinkles snow on the earth. This is the first and also the first event in the Year of the Monkey. It’s the last snow, and this auspicious snow brings good wishes to people.

The snow is still falling... Snowing Fourth Grade Composition Part 2

On the morning of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, when I woke up, I found white snowflakes falling outside the window. There was a vast expanse of white all around. It was as if the wheat seedlings were covered with a white quilt. The tree looks like it is full of white pear blossoms.

My friends and I came to the playground to build a snowman. We first rolled a larger snowball as the body, and then rolled a smaller snowball as the head. We used carrots as noses, gold coins and candy wrappers as eyes, peppers as mouths, iron buckets as hats, and branches as arms. Such a cute snowman is ready. We also had a snowball fight. At first, I couldn't hit, but then my accuracy got better and better. Gradually, I hit it. A snowball just got into my clothes and made me shiver. When my friends saw it, they all laughed. I got angry and threw a three-hit combo, which happened to hit three people. I made a face at them. Their eyes widened and they fought back in my direction. Although our chubby little hands were all red from the cold, we were still very happy.

The auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, and it seems that this year will be another good year for a good harvest. Fourth grade essay on snowing Part 3

In winter, the most intoxicating thing is the snow scene. The snow is white, beautiful and lovely. The pure white but not dazzling color of snow is the most dazzling. Even the clouds in the sky and the waves on the sea seem to be inferior in front of it. Snow always comes to the world quietly when people are not aware of it. They cover the houses and trees with gorgeous silver clothes, and cover the earth with thick quilts. That is, everything is covered with snow. It's silvery and dazzling.

The jade-like snowflakes swayed left and right from the sky, swaying and jostling together, like a drunken man walking the Eight Immortals Steps. In the air, the snowflakes flying in the wind stuck to the wall for a while, and stuck to the glass for a while. They flew up and down, flying everywhere, like a naughty child playing hide and seek with us. The snowflakes fell on the house, as if it were wearing a white hat; the snowflakes fell on the branches, as if covered with a thick white coat; the snowflakes fell on the dead branches of flowers and plants, as if they were wearing a white gauze scarf; Snowflakes fell on the ground like "chocolate cream pie." Pieces of snowflakes are flying in the wind, like white elves traveling through every corner of the world, making the earth overflowing with splendor and splendor.

The snow is falling harder and harder, from little bits to clumps, like cotton balls scattered from the sky. Snowflakes are flying constantly, like cotton, like catkins, like poplars, flying all over the sky.

Gradually, gradually, learning stopped, and thousands of miles of land turned into a world of beauty and jade. This silver world is like a Chinese painting that is only rendered in white and not outlined with ink lines. The main pigment of the painting is silver white, which composes vivid scenery everywhere. The silver world is beautiful and peaceful.

Snow is not only beautiful, but also brings us happiness. The students gathered some snow during class, formed a snowball, and hit the classmates facing them. They were covered in snow with a "pop", a burst of laughter, and "Humph, you have to be careful." They were covered in white again. , and the face of the person who was "beaten" showed a look of dumbfounding. Just like this, you throw at me, I throw at you, it's a lot of fun! It's Snowing, Fourth Grade Composition Part 4

It's snowing today, so heavy.

I was still in class at that time, and when the teacher asked me to read the text, I accidentally glanced out the window, ah, it’s snowing! Cute and crystal-clear snow dolls jumped from the sky like parachutes and landed in the world from Sister Yun’s quilt.

At noon, we were lining up to eat. It was still snowing outside. Some students pushed open the windows and stretched out their hands to try to catch a small snowflake. Some students even said to the window: "It's finally snowing." "It can be seen that the students all like snow, and I also like snow. It's great to have snowball fights and build snowmen in the snow!

When we went to bed at noon, the girls’ dormitory we slept in was behind the playground. As soon as they arrived downstairs, the students started playing like galloping horses. Of course I can also play. If someone throws a snowball to me, I will also throw it to him. I have a lot of fun, but my hands are very cold.

When school was over, snowflakes were still falling in the sky, and the ground in the campus was already covered with a layer of snow. It was soft and comfortable to step on. Look around the school again, wow, it is covered in snow, and the snowflakes are like a string of beaded curtains, connecting the sky and the earth into a vast expanse of white. People hold colorful flower umbrellas, some like winter jasmine flowers welcoming the spring, and some like wintersweet flowers returning to winter, forming a beautiful picture.

I like snow the most, I like the beauty of snow, I like the mystery of snow... Fourth grade essay about snow 5

Childhood is a painting, and our colorful life is in the painting : Childhood is a song, and the song contains our happiness and joy; childhood is a dream, and the dream contains our imagination and longing. This snow break left an indelible memory for me.

Early in the morning, my mother and brother and I got up early. My brother and I were lying on the window looking at the heavy snow falling outside, and we asked our mother: Will we have a snow break today? Just when we were all guessing, my head teacher called me to tell me that we would have a snow break today. My brother and I were so happy that we jumped three feet high when we heard the news. Mom also allowed us to build a snowman downstairs. This news was so exciting for us.

We ran out of the house like birds being released, cheering and jumping. We pushed all the snow on the ground together and formed a big snow mountain. Watching the snow falling on the wall, leaving small snowballs of all sizes. I had a sudden inspiration and worked with my brother to write snow on the wall of the barn with snow! These few words. I am responsible for writing, and my brother is responsible for transporting snow to me. We both started fucking passionately. After a while, the word "Wow" came out freshly. Looking at our results, we were even more motivated. Even though it was snowing, my brother and I were still sweating. In half an hour, we completed this meaningful activity. Looking at our works, our hearts are sweeter than eating honey!

Let all the stories flow here, let all the dreams spread their wings here, and the happiness of childhood begins. Fourth Grade Composition of Snowing Chapter 6

In the morning, I opened the door and saw a vast expanse of white outside. I shouted in surprise: "Wow! It's such a big, beautiful snow!"

The goose-feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, as white as silver, as light as smoke, as soft as catkins, falling downwards from the cloudy sky. The trees and houses are all covered in silver.

I made an appointment with a few friends to play in the snow together. Everyone talked and laughed and built a snowman.

We rolled two snowballs of different sizes. The big snowball made the snowman’s body, and the small snowball made the snowman’s head. We found two branches as hands, two buttons as eyes, tied a red scarf on her, and Put a smiley face on her, and just like that, a cute and naughty little snowman is completed! We all scrambled to take photos with the snow children.

Then we had a snowball fight, and a "fierce battle" immediately started on the snow. I stared at the other party's "Commander", and when he was not paying attention, I slammed the snow ball over. "Whoosh--pop!" "The snowball hit him in the face all of a sudden, causing him to let out a weird scream, leaning back and falling into the snow. We swarmed up and stuffed the snowballs into his clothes. I was so happy that I was working hard. Unexpectedly, a snowball flew towards me and hit my head with a "chirp", which caused another burst of laughter.

Laughter echoed in the air for a long time... Fourth grade essay on snow 7

Heavy snow fell all night long

In the morning, the snow stopped and the sun came out. There was thick snow, and I jumped up from the bed happily: "Hey, we can have a snowball fight!" "

Putting my schoolbag on my back, I walked out of the house excitedly. A gust of cold wind made me shiver. It was so cold! I gritted my teeth and walked forward.

The snow on the ground has turned into ice, making it very difficult to walk. The roofs of the cars are piled with white "big cream", and the wheels are spinning on the ice. The cyclists are all hunching their necks and holding their hands nervously. Even though I was holding the faucet, people kept falling down.

I saw crystal clear ice strips hanging under the eaves and on the branches. They were long, short, thick and thin. They looked really good in the sun.

People on the street were all wearing thick cotton clothes, and their heads were covered tightly with hats, masks and scarves. Only their eyes were exposed. There were many people waiting for the bus at the station. The tips of their noses were red from the cold, and they kept stamping their feet; some pouted, kept blowing into their palms, and then rubbed their hands quickly and vigorously; some children put their hands into adults' clothes to keep warm... < /p>

My toes were sore from the cold, and I seemed to be about to lose consciousness. The wind hurt my face, so I hurriedly walked towards school.

Ah, what a day. A cold day! Snowy Fourth Grade Composition 8

A few days ago, we ushered in the first heavy snow of 20xx. Snowflakes fell from the sky like white butterflies. Dancing in the air.

At noon, the snow was still very small, and there was no snow on the road. The snowflakes were like naughty elves, and they were playing hide-and-seek with us. Look, she fell gently. On the ground, it disappeared in the blink of an eye. At night, the snow became heavier and heavier. When I woke up, I opened the window and saw a thick layer of snow on the ground, like a thick layer of snow covering the ground. Quilt. I couldn't wait to put on my shoes, and quickly ran downstairs to call a few friends, and we had a snowball fight.

We chose our own territory and started the "battle". I grabbed a handful of snow and rolled it into a snowball and threw it over. When ZXY was still making snowballs, the ball hit him impartially. I hid in my "home" and secretly laughed. What about him? He looked at me with his teeth bared, and I laughed so hard when I saw him. He threw the snowball over with all his strength, and the flying snowball just landed in my mouth. I was "angry" Let a group of our classmates attack them together. Our snowballs flew over one after another. Suddenly they were in chaos. I took the opportunity to run over and attack ZXY and the others. They only focused on attacking the front but did not pay attention to the back. I I picked up the snowball and threw it at them. They were scared and ran away. Finally, they surrendered and we won.

Snowing is so interesting. I really like snowing. Fourth grade composition. Chapter 9

Perhaps it has been suppressed for too long, and it has been depressed for too long. After a winter of severe sealing, the gray sky finally opened, and the little snowflake was free, and it danced Rushing back to the world.

The snowflakes are next to each other. The snowflakes are like a close family. They walk together in twos and threes, so leisurely.

I followed the footsteps of the snow and came to the mountain road. The mountain road is like a thin river, or like a scarf woven with reeds, wrapped around the neck of the mountain. Wherever the snow goes, it leaves behind a poetic scenery. Look at the small piles of snow on the pine branches. Could it be that white corvettes are perching in the Paracel Islands, or naughty children have hung delicious marshmallows on them, or some enthusiastic old lady has steamed some. I put the little steamed bun on the tip of the grass. The strips of snow on the big branches of the poplar trees were arranged as small snowflakes doing morning exercises. I looked up and saw that the distance was hazy like a fairyland, and the mountains seemed to be in the sky. Dreaming, the snow covers it with a quilt.

I picked up a snowflake. Whose skillful hand did this crystal six-petal snowflake come from, and who let it fly in the sky? The snowflake in my hand was shining, white and transparent, and the snow was so beautiful!