In our daily study, work or life, writing is the most familiar thing. Writing is a verbal activity that people express their ideas in written form. In order to make your composition easier and more convenient, the following are my collected mothers. Thank you for your composition in the fourth grade. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. Mom, thank you for your fourth grade composition 1

Because of my younger brother, I was scolded by my mother, and I felt very bad.

that day, I took a shower and was going to watch TV. Suddenly, I saw my brother looking around at the desk in my room. What does this little guy want? Ha, I see. He must be a glutton again. Come and find my delicious food! In a short time, my brother gently opened the drawer, and his eyes immediately locked on the sparkling candy. Oh, no, those are all my treasures! I can never give it to him. "Stop it!" I shouted, rushed up and grabbed the candy. I grabbed the candy, but my brother cried. My mother came at the sound, snatched the candy from my hand, gave it to my younger brother, and scolded loudly, "How can you be a sister and bully your younger brother?" I can't bear to part with a candy, so stingy! "

I cried with injustice. Those sweets were mine, so I should get them back! But I can only say these words to myself. My mother settled my brother, pulled me aside and said to me, "He is your brother, and you should share good things with him. You have so many sweets, give one to your younger brother to coax him! If you really don't want to give it, then find something fun to exchange the candy for, instead of grabbing it directly. You're teaching him to rob. Here, here's your candy. Remember, there are good things to share with others, so that others will like you. " After that, my mother patted me on the head and turned to leave.

I looked at the candy and seemed to understand something. I caught up with my walking mother and said, "Mom, I'll give you one." Mom smiled and took the candy: "This is called sharing, son."

The phrase "I have something good to share with others" has made me many friends. Thank you, Mom! Mom, thank you for your fourth grade composition 2

Mom, thank you!

My mother is a simple and great person.

My mother takes good care of my life. Once when I came home from school, I felt very dizzy, so I went straight to bed. When my mother came home from work, she touched my forehead with her hand and felt a little hot. She quickly took out a thermometer to take my temperature. Five minutes later, my mother took it out and looked at it and said, "Ah, you have a fever." As soon as I had finished speaking, I took my back and went to the hospital. Our home is far away from the health center. On the way, I saw big drops of sweat slipping down my mother's face. But she insisted on carrying me back to the hospital, and my tears could not help but flow down. Mom, thank you!

My mother not only takes good care of my life, but also cares about my study. In the past, I had a hard time studying math. My mother would insist on tutoring me in my study after work, no matter how tired she was. Finally, my math score got better and better, and I was praised and rewarded by my teacher for almost every test. Thank you, mom!

People say, "Parents are children's first teachers." I want to thank you again, mom, for educating me so well and so kind; You taught me to respect the old and love the young, and cherish all life. Mom, I have so many things to thank you that I can't fully express them in words. I must study hard and be positive, and I will repay you well in the future. You are the greatest, simplest, kindest and best mother in the world! Mom, thank you for your fourth grade composition 3

I am over ten years old. Every step of my growth includes my parents' hard work and infinite love. I am very grateful to them. When I was sick, my parents were very anxious. Once, at night, I suddenly had a fever. My parents quickly took me to the hospital for an injection. I dropped the needle all night, and my parents stayed with me all night. Moreover, they didn't sleep.

My parents often teach me to be a man. My mother taught me this way. If a young man doesn't work hard, the old man will be sad. It means that if he doesn't work hard when he is young, he will regret it when he grows up. My father taught me to develop good moral character from an early age, such as caring for others, respecting elders, helping others, not lying, and being honest. I did what they taught me and gained a lot.

Grateful Heart, thank you. I learned this song "Grateful Heart" a few days ago. This song is what I want to say to my mother. Although my mother sometimes beats me and scolds me, it is insignificant compared with her love for me. Mom, thank you for giving me life; Thank you for giving me warmth; Thank you for giving me happiness; Thank you for tucking in the quilt for me.

Grade 4: Hu Mengyuan, mom, thank you for your composition in Grade 4.

Mom, do you remember your smooth and beautiful hands? Why is it as rough as bark now? The wind chimes of the years shake and shake, and in the blink of an eye, I grow up, because since you had me, you have been planning for me, being busy for me, and breaking your heart for me. You are busy with your work and housework every day, and of course I am also a big burden for you. I remember one night in the summer vacation, I woke up from my sleep, and I saw the light in the crack of your room. Curious, I secretly walked over. Through the crack of the door, I saw you mending my trousers that were broken by wrestling at noon. At that time, I thought to myself: If I had known, I wouldn't have gone crazy today. You are still busy for me so late! Because of many things, your hands have become rougher now. I heard that women love beauty. Are you upset, Mom?

does mom remember your beautiful face before? But now it has become so haggard, and a few more "staff" are hung on my forehead. Why? It's because you have too many things to consider. I, who am not sensible, often have to worry about you. In addition to work, you are often busy with the computer until midnight, sometimes until dawn, and prepare breakfast for me early the next morning ... So wrinkles jump up without thinking, like a happy staff jumping on your forehead.

Mom, I love you. I will study hard and repay you with excellent results. I will try my best not to let the staff jump on your face again. Mom: Believe me! Thank you, mom. 5

November 4th is Thanksgiving Day. On that day, mom received many short messages, including her colleagues, students and friends. In fact, I also want to say thank you to my mother, because my mother has done too much for me since I was born.

I remember when I was a child, I had a strange habit. After I fell asleep at night, I would wake up by myself as soon as midnight, which was more punctual than our little alarm clock. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, every time I wake up, I change my ways to play, but I'm not happy and I don't like playing alone, so my parents have to get up helplessly to play with me. My father often has to work overtime, so my mother stays with me more. I didn't go to sleep again until two hours later. When I fell asleep, my mother was at ease. At that time, my mother was taking a self-study exam, and she had to go to work during the day and study at night, so I delayed her sleep time, and she often had dark circles around her eyes because of lack of sleep. It's embarrassing to think about it now. I was really ignorant at that time!

I kept this strange habit until I went to nursery school, so that my mother didn't sleep for a day: I felt sorry for my mother, but she still studied hard, so she passed every exam successfully.

Although many years have passed since this incident, I am still moved when I think about it. My mother has done a lot for me. I am very grateful to my mother for her careful care over the years. I sincerely say to my mother: Thank you, Mom! Mom, thank you for your fourth grade composition 6

I want to thank my dear teacher and my dear classmates, but now, what I want to thank most is my loving mother.

I don't remember some things, but I remember some things clearly in my mind.

In the spring of March this year, we climbed the steep Shizhu Peak. At that time, I was still so afraid of heights that I would get goose bumps when I climbed it. When I glanced down, I would panic for no reason.

halfway up the mountain, I was trembling, holding the mossy mountain wall and looking down. Below is the vast sea, and then looking up, the sun in the sky is gradually swallowed up by dark clouds, and it seems that there is no way to go ahead. But I still moved forward slowly, very afraid of falling. Just then, a warm hand stretched out from behind, holding my hand, which was the familiar figure of my mother. She said kindly, "Zongyue, look ahead, don't be afraid, keep striding forward, there are still many people behind!" " Suddenly, a force reached my heart and made me strong. In a short time, I climbed to the highest peak, and I was very proud. But what makes me happiest is my mother. She said, "Zongyue, you have succeeded, and I am ten years younger at once!" " I said excitedly, "this success is actually all due to my mother!" "

since then, I'm not afraid of heights!

thank you, mom, for dividing my memory into paragraphs. I vaguely remember this incident, but I clearly remember the taste of maternal love.

mom, without you, my memory is as blank as snow. I love you, and you have given me colorful life! Mom, thank you for your fourth grade composition 7

"All the glory and pride in the world come from the strength of my mother. "This is a famous saying of Gorky. Yes, mother's power is too great. My mother in life is also very concerned about me.

mom, you gave birth to me and raised me, and you did a lot for me. I am very grateful to you. In the past ten years, you have worked hard for me and taken care of me. It is very hard. You are like an "umbrella" that stays with me forever. In summer, the sun is fierce, so you cover the sun for me, so it won't be too hot; In winter, when the weather is cold, you shelter me from the wind and rain.

how much you love me and always stand by my side. I remember once, one winter night, I got sick because of disobedience, which was particularly serious. You were in a hurry. You saw the symptoms of my illness a few days ago and gave me a lot of medicine, but it didn't work. You immediately carry me to the hospital. Along the way, you covered me tightly, and it was not airtight at all, for fear that I would freeze. I lay comfortably on your back, but I bent your back pressure. You stumbled to the hospital, which was not only the sweat you shed, but also a heavy love. As soon as you get to the hospital, say to the doctor, "Hurry, doctor, my daughter is ill, treat her." After examination, the doctor said that he would have an infusion bag or bottle. The infusion bag or bottle was very slow. I played all night, but my mother didn't sleep a wink all night and stayed with me. The next day, my body felt much better, but you caught a bad cold. The next day, you carried me on your back and prepared to go home. When you saw your tired face, your tears blurred my eyes.

ah! Mom, how much you love me, and my daughter may never be able to repay you for raising me, so I want to put all my gratitude to you in this sentence: Thank you, Mom! Mom, thank you for your fourth grade composition. 8

Since I was a child, the person who cares about me the most and loves me the most is you-mom. You taught me the truth of being a man and accompanied me to grow up healthily.

You have long hair, a pair of glasses and a cherry mouth, and you often tell me the truth of being a man.

I remember that time, my friends and I played basketball at the basketball stand in front of Grandma Wang's house. I shot against little sally to see who shot more times for victory. Little sally hit three shots in a row, which was a victorious battle. As for me, I didn't hit it once. I said dejectedly, "I lost. Are you happy?" After that, I threw the basketball on the wall. Unexpectedly, the basketball bounced back and hit grandma Wang's beloved flowerpot. Little sally exclaimed in surprise: "You are terrible! Go and apologize to grandma Wang! " At this time, my heart was beating in panic and thought, what should I do? If grandma Wang finds out, I will die. Thinking of this, I said, "No!" Then I desperately picked up the basketball and ran home.

When I got home, you saw me holding a basketball in a panic and asked me, "Daughter, what's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry? " I stuttered and replied, "I ... I hit my basketball in Grandma Wang's flowerpot, so I hurried back for fear ..." I was interrupted by you in the middle of my speech, and you seemed to see through my mind. You said earnestly, "Daughter, be honest, it is not the way to escape. If you make a mistake, you must learn a lesson. If you know your mistake, you can correct it. You are a good boy!" After listening to your words, I immediately understood: be honest. I finally got up the courage to go to Grandma Wang's house and say to Grandma Wang.

"Be honest." This is what you taught me to be a man, and I will never forget it. Thank you, mom! Mom, thank you for your fourth grade composition 9

Since childhood, my mother always loves me the most. Teach me to talk, teach me to walk, read, send me to kindergarten every day, take care of me carefully every day, and let me feel full of love every day. Play with me every day and feel happy days! When I was sick, my mother was more worried about me.

I still remember that it was a winter night. That night, I was sleeping soundly and suddenly had a high fever. When my mother found out, she ran in a hurry. Originally, she wanted to take me to the hospital, but it was already one or two in the morning, and the hospital was probably closed. Because my mother used to know a little about medicine, so she would know some tricks about fever! For example: alcohol, towel, anti-inflammatory drugs, antipyretic stickers, ice compress ... I tried it, and it was good, and the fever dropped a little, from 39 degrees seven to 37 degrees eight.

My mother, who should have gone back to her room to have a rest, stayed in my small room to take care of me carefully. My mother, who just fell asleep in the small room, was always awakened by my cough. Once she was awakened by me, her mother would have to sleep less for 15 minutes and run downstairs to get me a glass of water to drink. Until the next morning.

The next morning, my mother got up at six o'clock. When I got up at seven o'clock, my fever was gone. I also found that my mother prepared a big table of rich breakfast and looked full!

After this night, I know how hard it is for my mother to take care of me. We should change our roles and think about how tired my mother is. If possible, we should help more mothers!