In daily study, work or life, everyone is familiar with writing. With the help of writing, we can improve our language organization ability. How to write a good composition? The following are nine compositions in the rain in my fourth grade. Welcome everyone to learn from them, I hope it will help you.

The fourth grade composition in the rain 1 It's raining. After school, the students walked out of the classroom and went home one after another. Zhang Chun is a student in Class 4 (1). He is short and slippery. As soon as he got on the bike, he fell on the road with his car.

After Zhang Chun fell, his leg hurt badly and he kept rolling on the road. His hand clung to his thigh and his face was scratched by his bicycle. He flushed, gritted his teeth, and blood oozed from the scar on his face, as if he had been hit by a bullet. Pedestrians on the road came to watch, but no one knew what had happened. No one came up to help, and everyone stood by and watched.

At this time, two classmates of Zhang Chun also happened to pass by here. Seeing the noisy crowd, they decided to go and see what happened. In the past, it turned out that Zhang Chun fell! Their faces turned red, so they rushed to Zhang Chun's side and asked him how he fell and where he was hurt. Then one person holds Zhang Chun's left side and one person holds his right side. Together, they helped Zhang Chun to sit on the bench next to him and immediately informed his parents. Although Zhang Chun's leg still hurts, his heart feels extremely warm, as if there is a warm current rushing up. After a while, Zhang Chun's mother rushed over and took Zhang Chun to the hospital.

A week later, Zhang Chun finally recovered and returned to school. He met the two classmates and thanked them very much. He said to them, "Thank you, but for you, I don't know what I would have done." Two students laughed and said, "It is right to help others." Everyone laughed together.

I woke up from my sleep this morning and vaguely heard some ticking sounds. I heard their voices and went to the window.

Look! It is raining. A cool breeze came face to face, and I began to "talk" with the fresh air. With a sigh, I spit out the dirty air in my mouth and accidentally swallowed the fresh air I just talked to. I think fresh air will be very happy, and I will feel that living in this world is very useful. Rain and fog fell on the green leaves, as if to put on a beautiful crystal dress for the green leaves, as if to go to a dance. Look! Green leaves dance. It moves up and down, dancing beautifully. At this time, there was a ticking sound on a house with red tiles and white walls next to it. Small water droplets accumulated on the roof may fall down because of too many, and they also make a clatter from time to time, like clapping for green leaves. Green leaves dance and water drops beat. What a beautiful view! Thank nature for providing us with such beautiful scenery!

Come here for a moment. It's time for children to go to school and parents to go to work. I stood at the window and saw a small umbrella, two small umbrellas, three small umbrellas, four, five and six umbrellas in front of my eyes in the rain ... really beautiful! Just like a blooming lotus, some two people walk side by side, just like a pair of lotus flowers! I couldn't help being fascinated by what I saw. I don't think even a painter can draw such a flowing and beautiful picture. It is like a long and beautiful painting in front of my eyes, and I am deeply fascinated by the scenery. This kind of sight can only be seen on rainy days. This is the beautiful scenery in the rain that nature has given us!

I also walked into the ocean of flowers with an umbrella. From time to time, I stepped into a small pool of stagnant water and splashed one after another. The rain gradually stopped and the flowers in the street gradually disappeared. At this time, a few naughty raindrops fell on my head, and another naughty one actually ran to my neck and ran down my back. Wow! How cool! Although this naughty water drop is naughty, it also brings me happiness!

I like rainy days, and I prefer the scenery in the rain!

The story of the fourth grade composition "Preface to Lanting" in the rain has always attracted me. In this misty and rainy day, I finally came to Lanting, which I have admired for a long time.

The rain kept falling, and the dense fog floated on the mountain with thin raindrops, like a fairyland on earth. At this time, a faint fragrance of osmanthus wafted over, but I couldn't find where it was hidden. That's really a faint fragrance coming!

Walking on the stone road in the Woods, there was a sound of "goose", "goose" and "goose". I saw some big white geese on the river bank. Some of them stand proudly like generals, and their necks are straighter than telephone poles. Some of them swim around in the water like white boats floating in the water, and some walk around the shore like soldiers. Raindrops hit the water, making a pleasant sound, just like playing a military song for the big white goose.

With the departure of the goose, a lotus pond appeared in front of me again. On the green lotus leaf, small water drops roll around, like crystal pearls, so cute. Several red lotus flowers suddenly appeared on the big lotus leaf. Just like a few red dots in green, it has a special flavor. Gradually, it rained harder, and raindrops hit the pool water, causing ripples and forming concentric circles. It's really interesting.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, and a lotus petal just drifted into a stream and drifted away slowly along the clear stream. Looking at the pink petals drifting away, I can't help but think of Wang Xizhi and Xie An in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, who also drank wine and wrote poems here, leaving poetic allusions. The great calligrapher Wang Xizhi wrote the famous Preface to Lanting here.

The encounter with Lanting in an autumn rain is really unique! I am happily holding an umbrella, standing on the waves and leisurely chasing the pink lotus petals, carrying it on. ...

There are many touching things in our life, such as countless stars in the sky, I have one, and I will never forget it.

I remember once, in the morning, my mother reminded me that it was going to rain today, and I remembered to bring an umbrella. I said yes casually. I don't think it will rain in the morning, let alone at noon. From morning to school, God didn't shed a tear. I'm going to be proud. Who said it would rain today? However, just before school was over, the sky suddenly became violent and it rained heavily. It's raining harder and harder. It doesn't seem to stop. It's raining harder. The sky is getting darker and darker.

I immediately hid in a small shop. The proprietress looked at me, then at the heavy rain, and asked, did you come here to shelter from the rain without an umbrella? At first I thought he wouldn't let me take shelter from the rain, or kick me out, or let me buy an umbrella. But this is not the case. He thought about it and lent me his umbrella. He said you can use it, as long as you remember to return it to me tomorrow.

On the way, I met him because I didn't bring my umbrella in the morning. My uncle came to pick me up, and my mother looked at me and wanted to say, I don't remember what our family did. I told my mother what happened. My mother said I must remember this umbrella and say thank you to others.

I will also help others in the future. Maybe, because of some small things, you help others, and others will touch you.

It's raining, it's raining. Yes, spring is like a doll's face-it changes when you say it, and it's fine in the morning. No, the raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky and soon turned into downpours, which made people unable to dodge.

I stood on the stairs of the school, watching the pouring rain outside, at a loss. "Becca, Becca!" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in my ear. I quickly turned around and looked at it. "Mom, why are you here? Aren't you going to a meeting today! " "I shouted in surprise. Through the dense water vapor, I saw a clear figure: under the purple flower umbrella, my mother was walking towards me with a heavy bag in her left hand and an umbrella in her right hand. Rain and sweat flowed down her hair to her cheeks, and several long hairs fluttered in the wind, which was particularly dazzling. "Quick, take an umbrella, I go to the company. "My nose is sour and my eyes are blurred. I don't know if it is tears or rain on my face.

That night, I had a dream: thousands of umbrellas turned into thousands of white carnations in Qian Qian and held them in my mother's arms. ...

A pair of big hands gave me warmth; A pair of big hands gave me encouragement; A pair of big hands gave me strength. Dad's hand touched me a lot. Among the yellow bananas on the table, my father bought me bananas on a rainy night, with a gentle smile, cold palms, wet body and sweet language ... I still remember it vividly.

I remember when I was a child, I especially loved bananas like a curved moon. When I opened the banana skin, the white banana was exposed. I took a bite and a sweet smell spread on the tip of my tongue.

On that day, the weather was like a child's face-changeable. It was sunny just now, but the light disappeared in a blink of an eye, the clouds were gathering, and it began to rain in Mao Mao. This will not affect my good mood of eating bananas. Before I got to the refrigerator, the happy mood suddenly disappeared, and the bananas were gone! What shall we do? What shall we eat when there are no bananas? I thought in disappointment. I didn't eat bananas, and my heart was empty. Dad saw my "lost heart madness" and asked with concern, "Are you sick? How did this happen? " Seeing my father, I rekindled my hope and snickered: Didn't my father say that he was my most loyal "servant"? Just ask him to buy bananas for me! So, I shouted willfully: "Dad, I want to eat bananas!" " ""It's raining now. " Mother said crossly, "How to get there?" "It doesn't matter." Dad smiled brightly. "As long as my daughter wants it, try to satisfy it! Wait, dad will buy it for you! "I am dancing with joy. My father didn't take an umbrella because it was raining in Mao Mao. I watched him go further and further until he disappeared from my sight.

One minute, ten minutes, fourteen minutes ... At this moment, the pouring rain is pouring down, and my heart is full of worries and fears. I thought to myself: Why hasn't Dad come back yet? It's raining hard now, and you'll get gonorrhea. If I knew ... the raindrops as big as beans "smashed" down and weaved askew. In the vast rain curtain, I vaguely saw a vague and tall figure, that is dad! The big stone in my heart was put down.

But dad became a "soaked chicken", soaked to the skin, and the water droplets kept rolling down his hair. "Dad, are you okay?" I asked quickly. "Of course! I even took a bath for free! Come on, try something sweet! " Dad laughed at himself and handed me a banana, which is salty at the moment. I savored it with tears of emotion. ...

From the sweet bananas, I savor happiness and feel my father's love for me.

In the rain, in the spring, summer, autumn and winter, the campus is different in each season. Among them, the campus in spring, especially in the spring rain, is the most beautiful.

The sleeping winter has passed. Miss Chun wakes up the hibernating animals first, and then paints every big tree and every grass green with her magic brush.

Our campus is full of vitality because of teacher Chun's pen strokes and drizzle. You see, every herb in that herb garden is not the yellow that represents sadness and death in the past, but the green with super vitality! It seems that every herb is showing us green and telling us the magic of spring; There are azaleas beside it, which must be better than flames. The new green leaves make the old green leaves below look deeper and more mature, even the falling rain seems to turn green.

After passing the Herb Garden, we came to the "Sun Moon Lake". When we first got there, we all shouted "Wow ...! "Because the water in Sun Moon Lake is so green, I don't know whether it is because of the trees next to it or because of Miss Chun's ingenious pen, it looks so clear and beautiful.

I can't help but sigh: "The green campus in spring is really beautiful! I love this colorful campus spring. "

Just when we were worried about the rainstorm, my mother suddenly remembered that she would go to grandma's house to get peanuts at noon today. "Stop the storm, stop it!" My mother and I prayed silently. Strange to say, maybe God really understands what my mother and I mean. Gee, the rain is really getting smaller and smaller, from the rainstorm just now to the rain in Mao Mao.

My mother and I quickly packed our umbrellas and rode our bikes to grandma's house. The water in the street is so deep that it has flooded more than half of our wheels. My mother and I pushed hard. A car came in the distance, and the snow-white "spray" more than half a meter high rolled under the wheels. "You don't have to go to the beach to watch the waves, do you?" My mother and I laughed. Just then, I saw a small "splash" rolling under my mother's wheel. Looking down, there is also a naughty "splash" jumping under my wheel. It jumped on me and got my clothes wet.

There are groups of friends on the road, wading barefoot under colorful umbrellas. They are running happily in the water, giving off bursts of laughter and splashing "waves".

Yuhua? Spray? Just as I was immersed in a vast rain scene, my grandmother's house arrived, and the smell of boiled peanuts wafted from her kitchen. I hurried to the kitchen and wolfed down my food. Maybe I was too tired to walk in the rain just now. This peanut tastes delicious!

The first rain in autumn falls gently, and the weather gets cold gradually. Riding an electric car, we came to Zhang Xiang Park.

The first thing I saw when I entered the park was a few willows, which were not as green as spring, but still fluttering with the autumn wind. There is still a stone standing next to the willow tree, which is engraved with the powerful characters "Cinnamomum camphora Park" and carefully walks up the steps. The ground has washed its face, and the lake behind the willow tree may frown because the autumn wind makes it dissatisfied. Passing ships are also dragging their long tails on the lake. When the rain falls on the water surface, the water surface ripples.

It's raining, and the lake seems to be covered with mist. A father and son, holding their heads, hurried into the pavilion to hide from the rain. This pavilion is very beautiful, and the whole building is similar to an ancient pavilion. Looking out from the pavilion, there were many lotus leaves, and several flowers and bones crept out of the water. Lotus leaves that are no longer green are like cradles, shaking falling babies. Cinnamomum camphora stands proudly in the rain, and several birds cross the sky. Taking off your shoes and stepping barefoot on the lawn is soft and cold, not to mention how comfortable it is. The ground is slippery, but there are still some boys roller skating and walking with umbrellas. It seems that he has been fascinated by it. Walking down the next step to the "Jiuqu Bridge", from the bridge, several fishermen sat quietly on the other side of the river with umbrellas, waiting for the fish to take the bait, and they could hear the whistle of the train from time to time. After crossing the bridge, the plantain flowers of the ethnic group stand out in the grass. Not far away, in a natural jungle, several big ants are in a hurry. From time to time, a few birdsongs came from my ears, as if to say, "Autumn is here." Standing under the tree and taking a deep breath makes people relaxed and happy, even the grasshoppers come out to breathe. A few more steps, I suddenly saw a green "barrier". When I looked carefully, it turned out to be just a vine of a plant, but it was a little dense.

Cinnamomum camphora Park shows the beauty of the ecological environment to the fullest. Cinnamomum camphora Park should consider beauty, environment and ecology.