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Fourth grade fishing composition

Everyone has written a composition in daily study, work or life. Writing is a kind of speech activity with strong comprehensiveness and creativity. How to write a good composition? The following are seven fourth-grade fishing compositions I compiled. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like them.

Fourth grade fishing composition article 1 "yeah! There are fish again! Dad, come and help! " This is a scene where I went fishing yesterday.

Yesterday, my parents and I went fishing. After getting lost several times, I finally found a fish pond. Wow! What a big fish pond! A circle may be 200 meters! We found a place to sit down and fish. At first, we fished with earthworms, but after two hours, no fish "hooked" and the earthworms were swollen. The fish just jumped around in the middle of the safe pool, as if laughing at me: "Hey, do you want to catch us to eat?" No way! "An uncle nearby, fishing with bait," frequently succeeded ". Alas, fish don't eat organic meat, they eat essence. " The fish's heart is not old. "

At about three o'clock, grandpa left, and my father and I went fishing there. Hey! It is really a "land of feng shui". First my father caught one, and then I caught the first fish I caught myself in my life. I saw the float sink, and then a pull fell into the water. Hum, compare strength with me? I tugged at the fishing rod and shouted, "Dad, fish, help me catch the fish!" " Dad immediately fished up the fish and took the hook off the fish mouth. Oh! Catch fish! I jumped for joy, I have fish to eat!

Then, I caught two more. Finally, my mother's fish sank-she caught one, too, which she said was the first fish she caught in her life. In this way, with five fish, we set foot on the way home and went back to eat fish!

Through this fishing, I summed up two experiences. First, don't pull up the fishing line to see if there are any fish. In this way, the fish will know there is a hook here. Who will eat it? It's normal to miss fishing. Second, be calm. It is said that if you are too impatient, the fish will know that you are going to let it take the bait!

Today, I went fishing in the pond with my father, uncle and grandfather. After I brought fishing tools, my father drove to the pond.

At the edge of the pond, grandpa first packed and stretched the fishing rod, and then hung the fish food on the hook. I saw grandpa throw the fishing rod hard, and the fishing line was thrown far away in the middle of the pool with a whoosh, so he waited quietly. At this time, my uncle also adjusted my fishing rod. Similarly, my fishing line was thrown into the pool far away. I happily hold the fishing rod and stare at the water. The sun was burning on me, so I moved slightly and hid under grandpa's big sun umbrella. My hands are sore. I was anxious to ask grandpa why there were no fish bites. Grandpa whispered to me, "fishing can't be in a hurry." You must be patient. Fish is your opponent. If you are more persistent than the fish, the fish will take the bait. " Suddenly, I saw grandpa lift it hard and the fishing rod bent. I shouted to my father loudly, "Grandpa ate the hook, Grandpa ate the hook!" " ""What did Grandpa eat? It was the fish that ate the hook! "Dad smiled, ran with a net and fished up the fish." Oh, it's a red carp! " "I cried enviously.

Grandpa motioned for me to be quiet and pointed to the water. As soon as I saw it, the fish under the pole disappeared, and I was so nervous that all the fish were hooked. The fish was so strong that it pulled me forward that I lost my center of gravity and cried in utter amazement. Dad heard footsteps and ran to protect me. My uncle hurried over and took the fishing rod. I was pale and couldn't breathe in my father's arms for a long time. I almost got scared by being dragged into the pool. "Karen, you are a big fish!" My uncle teased me while walking the fish. "What my fish, I caught this fish!" I spoke in my father's tone, and my nervous mood was much better. Grandpa also came to help, and everyone started catching fish together. Wow, what a big fish! I quickly asked grandpa what kind of fish it was. Grandpa said it was a big crucian carp, weighing about three pounds. I really don't understand how a fish weighing three pounds can have such great strength in the water.

One, two, three, there are more and more fish in the fish pocket, and our mood is getting higher and higher …

When the sun sets, the pole is closed. I am really happy and excited to see everyone's red faces and a bag of lively fish!

This is my first fishing experience, an interesting and thrilling experience. Through this fishing, I also understand: as long as you have perseverance, you can succeed in doing things!

One day, my grandfather and I took a walk in the sunrise, holding a fishing rod and bucket, and went fishing by the pond.

By the pond, grandpa put down the bucket, took out the fishing rod, put an earthworm on the hook and threw it into the water. I also learned to put the earthworm on the hook and throw it into the water like my grandfather. After a while, I found something moving underwater, and the fish floated straight, so I dragged it up hard, and before it landed, the fish jumped into the water. In this way, I dragged back and forth several times without catching any fish.

Seeing more than a dozen fish in grandpa's bucket, I became discouraged, threw down the fishing rod and said to myself, "I'm so angry." I haven't caught any fish yet, but grandpa has caught so many. " Grandpa listened and said, "Can you catch fish by throwing a fishing rod like this?" Fishing should be patient, you can't catch fish without patience. "After listening to grandpa's earnest instruction, I picked up the fishing rod and fished patiently. After a while, I finally caught a small fish. Although the fish is not big, it is also the result of my day's labor. So I happily put the fish in the bucket. Looking at a bucket full of fish, I thought: We will have a good meal. But at this time, grandpa put away the fishing rod, picked up the bucket and put the fish in the pond. The fish swam happily in the water, as if to say, "Grandpa, thank you! " "

I was puzzled and asked my grandfather, "Why did you let them go after fishing for a long time?"? Busy day! " Grandpa touched my head and said, "Fishing is just a pleasure. Eating fish is more interesting than eating fish. We should protect nature. "

The sun sets in the west. Grandpa and I put away the fishing rod, picked up the bucket and went home happily.

Rural air is fresh, rural environment is beautiful, rural people are enthusiastic, and rural life makes you linger.

It's a sunny Saturday afternoon in Wan Li. Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the sky is clear in Wan Li. The burning sunshine greedily transfers heat to the world like a sword. Our family went back to our hometown in the countryside to visit our grandparents. The familiar river is endless, as if protesting: "It's so hot!" Crowds of chickens ran under the eaves to enjoy the cool, with their mouths open and their tongues shaking from time to time, as if to say, "The sun is so big that my comb is hanging down!" " "The cactus in front of the door couldn't help it and shook its" leaves "desperately, as if to say," The sun is so big, my cactus fan has cooled itself! "

After lunch, I wandered around the house. Suddenly I saw two pairs of fishing rods hanging on the wall on the second floor, and I remembered the scene where my father and I used to catch fish and touch shrimp in the river. I have an idea: go fishing by the river! Just do it. I'll go and ask my grandfather in three steps at once. Grandpa didn't agree at first, but he couldn't beat me in the end, so he had to let my father go fishing with me.

Walking on the road with fishing tackle, listening to the sound of water, I have an uncontrollable excitement in my heart. When I reached the river, I looked around. Because of the hot weather, most fish hide in the bottom of the water under lotus leaves and other aquatic plants. So, I first caught a "bait"-the "dried product" of Ceratophyllum, and threw it into the river at will, only to see the parabola fall on the river like a fairy scattered flowers, and the river was sparkling and soon calmed down. Suddenly, a fish swam over smelling the fragrance and floated to the surface to peck. Then two or three ... More and more fish "grabbed" it. Passing 18-wheeler, I grabbed the fishing rod and threw it into an "ambush" full of fish, only to find that the fish had slipped away without a trace. After repeated several times, not only did I not catch a fish, but the fish didn't seem to be tired at all, and they were still playing games with me. Seeing my father catching fish next to me, I began to get impatient. When my father saw this scene, he said to me earnestly, "Fishing should be done with methods and patience. What you just did was wrong. You scared the fish away. How can there be fish fishing? Fishing first ... then ... finally, calm down and keep a good mood whether fishing or not. Jiang Taigong goes fishing-who wants to take the bait? That's why. You try? "

A cool breeze blew slowly, and I suddenly realized that fishing should be like this. So, I followed my father's instructions step by step, and everything was ready. I began to focus on the movement of the buoy in case it left my sight. The river is quiet, and the smell of flowers, fruits and earth is coming. I don't know how long it took, but the buoy began to move. I quickly pulled up the fishing rod, but there was nothing and the bait was eaten up. I think there must be fish here. I started a new attempt, and soon, the buoy responded. I pulled and a fish took the bait. I shouted happily, "I caught it!" " I got it! Hearing this, my father excitedly ran to see the "trophy" and said with great appreciation, "Well done! "Until sunset, while watching the beautiful sunset glow, we walked on the country road with a relaxed pace, breathing the thick country flavor, holding the fruits of victory in our hands and returning home in triumph. What I learned from this fishing is: be serious, not careless.

This is a corner of rural life. The country recorded the happiness of my childhood, and I love country life!

Four-year-old fishing composition 5 open the big book of memory and recall colorful childhood, ups and downs. Turning to the summer when I was six years old, I remembered the first fishing with my grandfather, which really made me unforgettable.

It was a hot noon. After I finished my homework, grandpa said, "Nan Nan, shall we go fishing?" I am glad to hear that I am going fishing. This is my first time to go fishing! There seems to be a big fish in front of me, and I happily replied, "Good!"

Grandpa and I came to a small river carrying a fishing rod with a sharp head and a thick tail. The clear and transparent river flows slowly, and we look for a good place to fish along the grassy banks. The clear river reflects our figure. After careful selection, grandpa finally found a place full of fish in deep water and stopped to say, "most fish like to swim in deep water." This is a good place. Here it is! " We sat on the soft grass and began to prepare. My heart is pounding and my fingers itch for a long time. I can't wait to catch a big fish at once.

I put the bait on the ground in a hurry and couldn't wait to throw the hook into the water. The water splashed everywhere, and the ripples slowly spread around. I said to grandpa, "let's race to see who catches more!" " "Grandpa smiled and said," Well, let's have a competition. " He leisurely put the bait on the ground and gently put it into the water. We waited patiently in the shade. Before long, grandpa's fishing line moved, only to see grandpa move quickly and gently lift the fishing rod. I looked up, wow! A lively fish was released from the water. This fish is big and special! Silver scales glistened in the sun, and there was a bright red spot on the fish head. Grandpa said: "this is a red-headed fish, named after the erythema on its head." "I envy.

At this time, my hook sank and I was nervous. I thought it was a fish, so I threw the fishing rod up hard and it still felt heavy. When I lifted it, I jumped and jumped happily. I didn't look at it, but look carefully, what! What a surprise. Ah, I caught a rag. Grandpa smiled and said, "Haha! This is the fish you caught! It's really unique! " I suddenly feel like a deflated ball. I fished for a long time, but I didn't catch it. I'm impatient, and I gradually lose interest in fishing and want to go somewhere else to play. Grandpa seemed to read my mind and said to me, "Didn't you learn catfish when you were a child?" The kitten was half-hearted and absent-minded, and as a result she didn't catch any fish. You can't learn from kittens! "A person must be single-minded and persistent when doing things, in order to do it well.

After listening to grandpa's words, I sat down to fish again. Although I didn't catch any fish this time, I learned a truth: you can't do things half-heartedly, you can only do things well with one heart.

On Sunday afternoon, my father said that he would take me fishing. I jumped three feet, eager to try. But today, I really realized the feeling of "living like a year". As soon as I got on the bus, I asked my father. Is it far where we are going? Dad said, it's a little far. Suddenly I feel that time is really slow. In order to pass the boring time in the car, I had to look at the "great scenery" outside the window, but I fell asleep unconsciously.

When I was sleeping soundly, my father woke me up and said, "Here we are." I opened the car door without saying anything, looked around and looked forward to it. This place is really beautiful and especially suitable for fishing. I followed my father to the pond and wanted to have a look. I saw my father take out the fishing rod, hook the bait and throw it hard. The hook was thrown in the middle of the pond, just waiting for the fish to bite. After a while, a big fish was hooked.

I also learned from my father's example. I'll take out the fishing rod first. It's really heavy. I hooked the bait again and threw it with all my strength. However, no matter how I throw the hook, it is still in front of me. Anyway, I fish here. I'm notoriously impatient. After a while, I saw that no fish was hooked, so I stamped my feet. I was going to give up, but at this moment, my father said to me, "You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient." Be patient. After my father and I waited patiently, we caught a lot of fish. Today, my father and I returned home with a full load.

Today, I understand a truth. You must be patient in doing things, you can't give up halfway, and you can do better by being down to earth.

If I wasn't bored, I wouldn't play such a childish game with my mother-kitten fishing. I picked up a skipping rope first, and then a shuttlecock.

Use skipping rope as fishing rod, thread and shuttlecock as bait, and "small fish" must not be "caught" within the specified time, and the bait must be eaten. The fun and childish game began. In the first round, I was a fish and my mother was a kitten. I suddenly came up with a clever plan: pretend to be indifferent, and then take advantage of its unprepared "swim" to eat "bait" Unexpectedly, my mother's cat's vigilance is not as bad as I thought. She has been staring at the "bait" for fear that I might suddenly steal the "bait" while she was unprepared.

Time passed by, because of time, my "little fish" was finally defeated. I will be the "kitten" in the second round. Mom will be the "little fish". This time, I deliberately shook the "fishing rod" so badly that my mother couldn't eat it, but my mother stood still in the middle. I can't help feeling smug and thinking, "Hum, my mother will definitely think: lose and lose!" " What's the big deal? Isn't it just a little game? "Thinking of me, I slowed my steps. Who knows, at this time, my mother found the right opportunity and took the shuttlecock down. Although I lost two games in a row this time, I am still very happy.