My paradise fourth grade composition

My paradise is my back garden, and its name is Flower and Bird Garden. The following is a model essay in the fourth grade of Paradise compiled by me for your reference only. Welcome to reading.

Go to my heaven, grade four essay model essay 1

There is a pond not far from my home, which is my paradise.

I remember when I was five or six years old, I often played by the pond. Needless to say, graceful willows, tall reeds and green water plants; Needless to say, fish are playing here, mighty crabs are looming in the water, and timid shrimps are hiding under stones; A person on the grass by the pond has unlimited fun. Crickets play the piano here, and ants are busy here. Over the gravel head, sometimes you will meet frogs and centipedes. If you press it with a branch, it will become a ball and roll in the water.

Summer is coming, it's hot, but it's as cool as autumn. My friends and I like to touch crabs here. Once, when I was touching a crab, I was accidentally caught by it. I shook my hand in pain and spat out the crab. Look at my hands. It's terrible. But in a short time, we began to swim in the competition and completely forgot what had just happened.

When winter comes, the pond becomes colder. However, when there is ice on the pond, it is lively. We skate on it, it is difficult to walk on the ice, and we often wrestle. But after a while, we figured out why, so we stopped wrestling and became as dexterous as monkeys. Once when skating, somehow, the ice suddenly cracked and we fell into the water one by one. Fortunately, the water is not deep, but our clothes are still soaked and shivering with cold, and it is inevitable to get a criticism when we go home. The next day, we came here as usual to continue skating, completely ignoring the scolding of adults.

This is my paradise. Although it is not as colorful as a hundred herbs garden, it has always remained in my memory. ...

About my paradise, the fourth grade composition model essay II

I have a paradise in a village far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, which is a garden behind my grandmother's house. Grandma often takes me to the garden to play, where I will feel different fun and relaxation in the city.

On the roadside paved with stones, there are two tall ginkgo trees, and the styles covered with morning glory stand upright in the thick leaves opposite to each other. When the morning glory blooms clusters of purple flowers, the faint fragrance of flowers will attract swarms of bees to be busy and turn green among the flowers. Butterflies can't resist the temptation to draw beautiful arcs among flowers. A single rape tree attracts infinite curiosity. Although the rape tree is not tall, the fruit is big and fragrant. Grandma often takes it off and goes home to extract oil. The pressed oil smells good.

In the spring afternoon, I like lying on the grass alone, staring at the sky and letting the wind blow my face. The sun is warm and time is slow. Close your eyes and enjoy the beautiful years quietly.

On summer nights, in the grass beside the slate road, you can hear crickets as long as you listen. At this time, I will come to the garden with some friends and catch crickets with bottles. When we hear the crickets, we should walk gently. If the cricket stops singing on the way, don't worry, be patient. When it sings again, it carefully pulls out the grass, and then it will find a cricket flapping its wings and singing there, trying to pounce on it quickly and quickly, and a cricket is caught like this.

In winter, the north wind roared in the garden, and the buttonwood trees covered with leaves were so lifeless. When it snows in the garden, the quiet garden is different. We have snowball fights, make snowmen, and make snowcoats for the trees there ... under the cover of holly, we will be accidentally hit by our companions' snowballs. If our friends who were hit by snowballs don't run away immediately, they will be dressed as "Santa Claus" in an instant.

Heaven, I can't forget your freshness and fragrance. Thank you for growing up with me.

About my paradise, grade four essay model essay 3

I live in Louzi Village. There is a small park in our village, where Mu Shuaiyu and I often play. That's my paradise.

On this day, Mu Shuaiyu and I went to Little Square again and found a long string of corn in the sun. "Let's race!" I propose that "whoever runs to the corn first will win!" Mu Shuaiyu looked at me as if to say, "Just you?" How dare you underestimate me! We came to the "starting line", and I ran as hard as I could and tied him. He dare not underestimate me any more. He wants another round. I clenched my fist and strode hard in this game, but he also accelerated, and I couldn't beat him again. One more game, let's keep running, keep running. ...

Finally, we were all tired from running, so we came to the small pool to have a rest. I gasped and looked into the water, ah! A few small fish are swimming in the muddy water!

Never mind, catch fish! We went to find two mineral water bottles. I carefully put them in the water, pointed the bottles at the little fish and waited for it to come in. But this little fish is too clever. Instead of drilling into the bottle, it wags its tail around.

Got it! Go get some steamed bread and put it in the bottle! This method is really easy to use, and the small fish immediately got into the bottle.

Ha ha! Finally caught a small fish! We watched proudly the little fish swimming around in the bottle. But after a while, the fish stopped swimming. I think it should be afraid? We let it go and let it go back to play with our brothers and sisters.

This is my paradise, isn't it interesting?