My neighbor has a grandson named Little Tiger.

Listen, what a handsome name! Nothing is handsome not only in name but also in appearance. A pair of big eyes like tigers are embedded in a round face, which looks amazing. His black eyes are spinning in his eyes, so clever. There is a fleshy mouth, and there are two deep dimples under the high nose, which are printed on that lively and lovely little face. I admire the naughty little tiger. Whenever he sees me, he always puts his arm around my waist and says, "Good grandpa, dear grandpa, and that old man. He said loudly, "It makes all of us' unable to walk, but can only run'. Everyone in the family laughed, and some people said that he had ADHD, so did I. I also admire Xiao Huzi's interest in painting. Every time I go to his house, he always pesters me to teach him to draw. He prepared the paint, picked up the brush and painted with it. He really has the style of a little painter! The little tiger finished drawing a deer one by one and said, "Haha, it's not like a deer, it's just a donkey." Show it to me enthusiastically. "Being teased by me, the tiger's face suddenly turned red. I thought he would throw away the brush and run away. But I didn't expect nothing to happen, so I changed a piece of paper and repainted it. I hurried over and guided him like a teacher. I saw that he really looked like a pupil. I appreciate Xiao Huzi's doggerel. Since Xiao Huzi went to school, every time he learned an ancient poem, he always changed it into his own. Take the poem Xiao Chun as an example. After learning the poem Xiao Chun, he thought about it at home and finally came up with it-Xiao Chun. "This morning in spring, I woke up carefree and there were mosquito bites everywhere. I don't know how many people died with dichlorvos. "Listen, how interesting! Naughty and nothing, add a little humor!

Small nothingness is so naive, so lively and lovely, so dignified and strong, no wonder his nickname is nothingness!

People's Education Publishing House, Grade Four, Volume II, Unit 7 Composition:

Grandma, I admire you.

Whenever I drink yogurt, I always think of an old woman and a thing between me and her. When I was in the fourth grade, my mother gave me two yuan and forty cents a day to buy yogurt myself. There is an old woman in the yogurt shop. She often looks after the shop for her boss. Grandma is about sixty years old. She is not strong, but she is not thin. Every time I take the bottle from her, she always smiles and tells me, "Be careful, don't drop it." One day it was very cold, and I went to buy yogurt as soon as school was over. When I arrived at the store, I saw grandma taking out milk to drink. When she saw me coming, she quickly put down the bottle and greeted me: "You came to buy milk again. And yesterday. " All right. The same? "I replied," I looked at the milk on the table and asked, "Grandma, do you want to drink milk, too?" Hearing this, she smiled and replied, Ah, people have to make up their bodies when they are old. "He said, he handed me the milk and I gave her the money. The old woman took the money and turned to get the second bottle. After a while, she "be careful, take it well. My son gave me a second bottle and smiled and said" Don't ... "Before she finished, I didn't know if I missed it or she didn't hold it steady. The bottle fell to the ground with a bang and broke into pieces. I thought: if the bottle is broken, I will lose money. My yogurt. Forget it. Let's go home. Thinking about it, I walked out of the store. At this time, my grandmother stopped me, and I thought: She must have told me to lose money. As soon as I turned around, the old woman came over with the bottle of milk I just wanted to drink and said, "Take this bottle of milk. I said, "I took the milk carefully, trying to say something, but I swallowed it back." "On the way home, my grandmother's appearance has always appeared in my mind.

Although it has been almost a year since this incident, I always think of it and the old lady whenever I pass by that store or buy yogurt.

Unit 7, Grade Four, People's Education Publishing House Composition: My Dear Mother

"Mom" is a sacred and noble word. It reminds people of hard work, competence and selfless love.

My mother is a diligent and capable person. She has to work and do housework. She is busy every day, but she can always arrange her work and life in an orderly way and do her work well. Because of this, my mother's colleagues and neighbors' uncles and aunts always praise her ability, and I secretly admire my mother's talent. Mom is a teacher. She loves her students very much. Serious and responsible, willing to accept the tasks assigned by the school. Always get things done.

On one occasion, the school will hold a "June 1" activity. Mom is busy all day. During the day, I will rehearse dancing and singing ... at night, I will go to class with the lights on, go home at noon, correct my homework and prepare lessons. My mother spent three days and nights like this, which made her sick, but my mother didn't shout at all, so she passed. At home, my mother is also an expert in summarizing housework. Cooking, sweeping and washing clothes every day ... she does it quickly and well. Especially cooking, it is really full of praise. Once, a guest came to my house, and I thought, "Today, I can have a good meal." I quietly came to the kitchen to watch my mother cook. I saw my mother cooking with an apron on her chest. After a while, the radish in front of me was fried, and a smell came to my nose, which made my mouth water. After another hour, the table was filled with delicious food, including red shrimp and radish scrambled eggs ... I wolfed it down, and the guests ate it with relish and praised my mother for doing well.

My mother is an ordinary person. But I admire her diligence and her ability. I often think to myself: I will be a mother when I grow up.

Unit 7 Composition: I admire cleaners.

As soon as I see the cleaner, I think of an aunt.

I remember a cold winter, when I came home from school, I saw an aunt cleaner sweeping the floor. Her big eyes and high nose bridge may be the cause of the cold, and her mouth is shaking. At this time, a young man came and threw orange peel in front of her while eating oranges, completely ignoring the aunt cleaner. Aunt cleaner caught up with the young man while sweeping the skin and said, "There is a lot of domestic garbage now, and the cleaner is too busy." If there is too much garbage, we will all get sick. Please consciously stop littering. "The young man left shyly. The young man just left, and my aunt found that there was too much garbage in the sewer, probably because she was worried that the sewer was blocked. Without saying anything, she walked quickly. Reach into cold water to dig for rubbish. Ice water froze aunt cleaner's hand like a carrot. But if she keeps digging, the garbage will be finished. Aunt smiled and swept away.

My aunt is gone, but her back will always stay in my heart. I don't think our city would be so beautiful without their hard work. I really admire this aunt cleaner!

Unit 7, Grade Four, People's Education Publishing House Composition: My Brother

Watching my brother's car go away, I unconsciously feel a sense of loss, as well as the feeling that my nose is sour and my eyes are astringent and I want to cry.

Brother 18 years old, senior one, is a lovely, handsome and motivated sunshine boy. Because he is two years older than me, he always bullied me when he was a child. At that time, wherever the two of us went, there would be "war" and "constant gunfire" (a bit exaggerated). It's a pity that I surrender every time. When did it change? Let me see ... Oh! Yes, it was probably in the third grade of primary school. At that time, when I was young, I hadn't received any gifts for my birthday-except for a hearty meal from my mother, and my brother gave me a surprise-and gave me a greeting card of about 2 yuan. At that time, I was so happy that I almost didn't get excited to go up to him and kiss him (later I thought it wasn't worth it), but he smiled stupidly with a "I knew it" expression. From that moment on, everything changed. Changed, really changed, everything became so beautiful. Since then, my brother has changed from an "enemy" to the most needed person in my life. Maybe my brother is older than me, has more life experience than me, and there is no so-called "generation gap" with my parents, so I always talk to him about what is happy and annoying, and he will always come up with appropriate solutions for me. He said that he has basically experienced some of the things I have experienced, and these are indispensable for everyone to grow up (wow, quite philosophical! .

Once I teased him: "Brother, you speak so beautifully that you are almost an idol!" " "Unexpectedly, my brother smiled his charming trademark smile and said with a look of" dead mouse feels no cold ":"Yes, and don't look at who we are? Looking forward to the future, I am the brightest star in the bright night sky ... "Before he finished, I hurried away, or my stomach would get indigestion. Hiding in the dark, I laughed to myself and thought, "Brother, brother, my good brother ..."

Unit 7 Composition: My neighbor Aunt Wu.

It was a cold winter. When I came back from school, my grandmother was not at home, so I had to sit on the steps and wait for her.

After a while, Aunt Wu's footsteps came downstairs. I stood up and said politely to Aunt Wu, "Hello, Aunt Wu! Aunt Wu seems to have something on her mind, but she just said, "Sweet is good! "Sweet, I sat on the steps and listened. Aunt Wu found out and asked me with concern: Sweet, why don't you come in? " I almost cried when I heard all the grievances in my heart, and tears swirled in my eyes. I said to Aunt Wu, "Grandma hasn't come back yet." I couldn't get in. "Grandma didn't come back, you can go to my house! If you are hungry, let me cook for you. Don't mention it in my house, make yourself at home! " Aunt Wu said with a smile. I went in happily. Grandma came back and I finished all my homework. Grandma is very grateful to Aunt Wu. When grandma thanked Aunt Wu again and again, Aunt Wu just smiled.

Another time, I was learning to ride a bike and fell down for a while. I hurt my calf. I was crying. Aunt Wu heard my crying and ran to comfort me while slowly helping me upstairs. She cleaned my wound and wrapped it in gauze. Today, my wound is still there. I think of aunt Wu when I look at it.

Up to now, my family has moved, but sometimes I still go to see it often-Aunt Wu.

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Unit 7 Composition: My Stupid Father.

My father is a fool, and I love my stupid father. It is true that my father is stupid.

Mom talks about it all day, saying that dad is stupid and lucky, stupid and stupid. I also know that my father is a little stupid. He often does something wrong at home ... he either forgets to put salt or monosodium glutamate in cooking. Cooking is either burnt or undercooked. Once, he actually ate Chinese steamed bread, and we all laughed. Instead of laughing, he said foolishly, "delicious, delicious."

One morning, we were having breakfast. Dad just took a bite, looked up at his watch and quickly picked up his clothes and ran to the factory. Mom said, "Never mind, he will." As expected, it didn't take long for dad to come back. I'll be back soon. It turned out that he forgot that today was Sunday. One day in the summer vacation the year before last, our whole family was having lunch. Suddenly, the dark clouds rolled and it rained cats and dogs. Father hurriedly picked up the only raincoat at home and ran out. My mother and I repeatedly shouted "red bean paste ..." but my father kept drilling into the rain, as if he didn't hear me. We had to watch the heavy rain wash away a pot of bean paste on the wall. After a while, the rain stopped, and my father came in panting like a drowned rat and asked, "How are you?" Mom "We, we, you don't have us in your heart! Mom said angrily, "Dad, hey hey, the factory giggled twice. While taking off her coat and wringing water, she smiled and said, "There are two bags of raw materials imported from the restaurant by the window. It suddenly occurred to me that I left the window open when I got off work. Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise ... Alas, you are still party member! Is it important for my thousand-person factory or your pot of bean paste? " This is a matter of principle! What is the question of "principle"? I muttered to myself. Now, I know that dad is not stupid at all. Compared with my father, I still have a long way to go.

When I grow up, I want to be a big fool like my father. My father is a fool, and I love my stupid father.

People's Education Edition, Grade Four, Volume II, Unit 7 Composition: Dad I admire "

The name "Dad" is full of my infinite respect for my father.

In my young life, my father is the God in my heart. He taught me to draw, read and make simple and interesting learning tools with wooden boards. Dad tells me a story. His complicated myths and legends and lively and interesting folk stories filled my childhood heart, aroused my desire for knowledge, and let me know that the world is mysterious and colorful ... My father loves me very much, but he never gives in to me in his studies, even harshly.

Once, when I was writing an exercise, my father suddenly came up behind me, blew his beard and stared, saying, "Why are you so worthless?"? I am really disappointed. I said you "I said: How many times, your exercise book is still so sloppy. "This is just an exercise. Why do you write so neatly? " Dad told me a story: In ancient times, a little boy learned to shave his head from his master. At first, the master asked him to practice his craft on pumpkins. After each practice, he sticks a razor on the pumpkin and then leaves. Day after day, every time the master reminded him not to form this bad habit, he just wouldn't listen. A year later, when his craft was becoming more and more perfect, he happily left school, opened a barber shop and welcomed his first guest. He waved his razor skillfully. Unexpectedly, at last he said, "All right!" He habitually raised his hand and stuck a sharp knife in the customer's head. He froze at that moment, and it was too late to regret it. After telling this story, my father went on to say, "Similarly, if you practice like this at ordinary times, can you get rid of the habits you have developed in the future?" After listening to my father's words, I will never scribble on my exercise book again. This is my father, a father who wears short-sighted glasses, but his eyes can travel through ancient and modern times and see far and far. Dad is such an ordinary person. Although he didn't achieve great things.

But every ordinary little thing he did left a deep impression on me. He influenced me with his words and deeds, educated me and inspired me, hoping that I would grow up quickly. I will never fail my father's hope.

Unit 7 Composition: A person I admire.

Some people admire Ronaldo who is all-powerful on the football field; Some people admire Beethoven, a musician who can play countless beautiful music; Some people admire Lu Xun, who is knowledgeable; Some people admire ... but I admire an ordinary English girl. Guess why?

Words have to start from the world-class catastrophe-the Indian Ocean tsunami. In Puma Island, a tourist resort in Thailand, an English girl and her mother followed a tour group to visit. One day, the weather was fine, and the little girl and her mother went swimming in the blue waves. Just as they were having fun, the little girl found many dead fish floating to the shore. At the same time, bubbles appeared on the water from time to time, and the tide receded far away. The little girl remembered a tsunami open class at school not long ago. The teacher said that all the signs before the tsunami were completely consistent with the current phenomenon. The little girl told her mother anxiously, "Mom, the tsunami seems to be coming soon. Tell everyone to run!" " Her mother was a little skeptical at first, but after listening to her daughter's analysis, she said, "The tsunami is coming, run!" Everybody run! Shouted loudly: "everyone listened to their mother's advice and went ashore one after another and fled to places far from the sea, but some people were still picking up colorful shells by the sea, not knowing that death had quietly approached them." "The little girl saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart, so she went up and advised. After her unremitting efforts, those people finally listened to her persuasion and went ashore.

The little girl is right Sure enough, after a while, the tsunami came. The waves are getting higher and higher, and in an instant, the houses by the sea are swallowed up by the tsunami. People are doomed when they are at the seaside!

I admire her for saving so many people! I admire her for applying the knowledge in class to daily life! I admire her for being so calm in such a dangerous situation! I admire her. ...

Unit 7 Composition: I admire myself.

My classmates all say that I am an indomitable guy. Yes, my mantra is: I'm not bad!

The classroom is quiet, and the students are all working on a math problem. As time goes by, my thoughts are still like a mess, but I can't figure out a clue. Faced with the messy problem-solving process on the draft paper, I made a cross on it. "Teacher, is the answer' 6'?" A gentleman waved his answer and shouted with great pride. "yes." The teacher affirmed Mr. A's answer with approval. My heart pulled tighter, "I can't give up! Just like a tight sack. " I secretly made up my mind. ! "Teacher, my answer is also' 6'." Mr. b's answer also came out. "C" Yes, I figured it out, too! June echoed. ..... This class is really flying in tension and anxiety. The class is over, but the answer that belongs to me has not come out yet. A gentleman talking about his masterpiece around me hurts my self-esteem. However, on second thought, I'm not bad! I once again shouted that sentence in my heart: "The simple four words greatly increased my confidence, and I plunged into the topic again. I leaned my arm on the table to support my aching head and carefully checked every word in the topic again. Holding a pen in my right hand, I drew a sketch on the draft paper, marked the known conditions, and gestured like a maze on the map, racking my brains to find ways to solve the problem and trying not to let go of any inspiration. Come on, we're about to find out! I will encourage myself every step of the way. Maybe it's because I'm too focused. I didn't find my right hand clenched tightly! Finally, I had an epiphany and quickly wrote down the results.

Then, after a few steps of further calculation, ha, the final answer is finally, my answer is also' 6' was born, yes, it is' 6'! I was so happy that my reputation jumped for a long time. I hold the answer to my chest, as if holding a masterpiece of my own. "

I'm not bad! I silently said to myself: "On the journey of life, failures and setbacks are inevitable. We should be like" I am not bad! How to treat it? I think we should shout loudly: "in this way, we will regain our confidence and run to victory, be our own master and be ourselves."

Unit 7 Composition: My favorite Olympic athlete.

My favorite Olympic athlete is the big sister of China women's volleyball team.

In the early morning of August 29th, Beijing time, in the women's volleyball final of the Olympic Games, China women's volleyball team staged a big reversal after losing two sets first, and finally defeated the Russian Yongduo champion 3-2. They are not afraid of hardship or fatigue. They keep training 10 hours every day, regardless of the cold and hot summer. When they fell down, they got up, got up and fell down, and their legs were black and blue. They are either broken or injured, and some even fall into fractures. How hard they work! I watched the live broadcast of the game with great excitement. The first game is at 28: 30, and the second game is at 25: 27. Because of China's mistake, I didn't seize the opportunity at the crucial moment and lost the first two games. However, they did not lose heart and fought for every point with the belief of winning. The score was tied at 25: 20 in the third game and 25: 23 in the fourth game. The score in the fifth game was even more exciting, especially the last goal, which was played back and forth for four rounds. Player No.7 was the last to smash with 15: 65438. This is also the second time that China women's volleyball team stood on the world's highest podium after 1984, and reached the top of the Olympic Games, winning the 3 1 gold medal for the China delegation.

As a China native, I feel very excited and proud when the magnificent national anthem is played in the stadium and the bright five-star red flag Ran Ran is raised! At this moment, I secretly made up my mind: I must study hard, master more knowledge, make contributions to the motherland when I grow up, and win glory for the motherland!

Unit 7 Composition: My most admired friend.

When you hear this topic, you will definitely ask, "Who is your friend?

"Don't worry, I'll tell you now. His name is Ge Hanyang. He has a pair of heavy eyebrows, a slightly tilted nose, red lips and a fair face. He is not only handsome, but also outstanding in his studies, but don't think that my grades are not as good as his, but equal. Why do I admire him? It is because of his unremitting efforts and diligent study spirit that I can't catch up with, and I really admire him.

Once, the teacher wrote a question on the blackboard for us to do. The class ended before the students finished. Many students snickered and thought, "God helps me, too. This class is over. At this time, the students crowded out of the classroom. I wanted to go with Ge Hanyang, so I called him. Who knows, he is still writing, so I said, "don't go yet, everyone else has left, you." I thought to myself: What a fool! If there is a way in heaven, you won't go. If there is no road in hell, you can vote. Who knows that he is "you go first, and I will leave when I finish writing." He said, "It's totally different from what I expected. I'm surprised. I didn't expect him to answer like this. From then on, I was determined to learn from him, so I was influenced by him and stayed to finish my writing. Another class, the teacher assigned homework. When class is over, many students want to go home and write. But I went to play with Ge Hanyang, and he said, "I'll go as soon as I finish writing. While doing his homework carefully, he said, "I have to play by myself." After a while, I came to see him again, but he was reviewing his Chinese. I went over and said a lot, saying that I didn't relieve my fatigue after class, and then promised to go out to play with me. "

My friend really loves studying. Some students may think he is a nerd, but I think he is a person worthy of my study and admiration.