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Fourth grade nursing composition

No matter in school or in society, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, so you are familiar with it. Writing is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following are seven caring compositions for the fourth grade, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Caring for the fourth grade 1 Caring is like a sheltered harbor, which can soothe my young mind. Care is like sunshine, which brings me the warmth of spring in the wind and rain. I remember it was a rainy day, with heavy rain and strong wind. In this cold rainy day, I didn't feel a chill, but I realized the deep teacher's love, which I will never forget.

When school was over that day, "bang-bang-"sounded like thunder and the rain poured down. The students in the classroom are anxiously waiting for their parents to pick them up. In a short time, "the voices of mom and dad are one after another" students were picked up by their parents one after another, leaving me alone in the classroom. Although my home is not far from here, it is raining too hard.

I am anxiously waiting for my father to pick me up. At this moment, teacher Yin's kind voice came from behind me. "What's the matter, Wan Qilong, nobody answered?" "yes." I said sadly. "Then I will wait here with you." "But you ..." "Never mind." I was interrupted by teacher Yin before I finished. So I wait here with Teacher Yin. The clock in the classroom "tick-tock, tick-tock" struck six times. The rain didn't stop, but it rained harder, like a waterfall falling from the sky. Teacher Yin reached out and handed me the raincoat. I said without doubt, "Take this raincoat and put it on and go home." "But what would you do?" "Never mind, you don't have to worry about me." Teacher Yin put the raincoat in my hand, and a warm current came to my mind. I really wanted to cry, but I held back. Teacher Yin said, "Wan Qilong, you go." "Oh, but how do you get back? It's raining so hard that you'll get wet without a raincoat! " I hesitated and refused to move. Teacher Yin just smiled and said nothing, then got on the bike and left. Watching the teacher's back disappear in the pouring rain, my sight became hazy. I feel the teacher's love for my classmates with this raincoat. I can't hold back my feelings any longer. Tears welled up in my eyes, and a warm current welled up in my heart.

The rain is still pouring down. I don't feel cold at all on this cold rainy day. I only silently appreciate the warm feelings between teachers and students over and over again. This feeling will always be imprinted in my heart, so that I will never forget that love.

Looking forward to it, I finally look forward to the new book and hold it in my arms.

This new book is called "I am an idiot", which mainly talks about a mentally retarded person-Peng Tienan. Being discriminated against by his classmates, boys often bully and laugh at him. In the class, he has only one good friend-"dancing". "Slope Foot" was also discriminated against by many people in the class, so Peng Tienan had difficulties and "Slope Foot" helped him. People often say that "a friend in need is a friend indeed". At this moment, their friendship is precious and worth remembering.

Peng Tienan also has a younger sister-Peng Xiuxiu. But Peng Xiuxiu not only didn't understand or help, but also worried about having such a brother. Despite this, Peng Tienan is still very happy. He laughed at others instead of being angry. Perhaps "a fool is blessed with a fool" is really his strong optimism that has survived the difficult days.

After reading this book, I think: Although Peng Tienan is mentally retarded, he is still very happy. We must not laugh at other shortcomings. Students should get along well with each other. If they all learn to curse, they will feel very uncomfortable.

Let's watch "I am an idiot" and let love take root in our hearts from an early age.

In fact, what is the meaning of beauty in everyone's eyes, there are different opinions. In everyone's eyes, beauty is different. Some people think that failure is a kind of beauty, success is a kind of beauty, tolerance is a kind of beauty, and I think caring is also a kind of beauty.

One day, I came out of school, feeling as happy as a bird flying out of a cage, and soon arrived at the station. The bus came and the carriage was empty. I got on the bus at once and found a seat.

At this moment, an aunt came over. Her hair is scattered all over her body, like a brown waterfall, undulating and shining. A pair of charming big eyes are embedded under her curved eyebrows. Her oval face is ruddy and her lips are slightly tilted, which makes her particularly amiable. She reacted quickly and found a seat soon.

After several stops, there were more and more people. A white-haired grandfather came over. His temples are gray, and the middle of his head is bare. When he walks, his feet can't seem to support himself. He looked around, there were no seats left, so he sighed and stood in the car, frowning.

When I saw my grandfather, I thought I should respect the old and love the young and give him my seat. Just as I hesitated, the aunt stood up and let the people next to her have a look at her seat. Then she went up to him, smiled and said to him, "Grandpa, come and sit here." As soon as the old man heard this, his frowning brows relaxed, his lower lip tilted happily and his face became pimple: "Thank you, young man, you are really a great person." Aunt listened, and smiled: "You're welcome, you are an elder, so you don't have to thank for such a small matter." Say that finish, aunt reached out and helped grandpa walk slowly to his seat.

I looked at that aunt and thought that she was not only beautiful in appearance, but also more beautiful in heart, because she had a warm and caring heart.

I want to learn from that aunt. I want to pass on the beauty of love to others and make the world full of love.

Love is a bright lamp, illuminating the way forward for people. Caring is a boat that brings people back to the ocean of love. With the footsteps of love, I gently open the floodgate of memory.

I remember that day, the sky was overcast, Lei Gong beat drums and thunder rumbled. I was riding my "BMW" (bike) everywhere, and suddenly it rained cats and dogs. Fortunately, I brought my umbrella. I propped it up and went home happily.

At this time, I saw a' little friend' who lives next door to my house. He didn't have an umbrella, but I could see from his expression that he wanted to go home very much. I went over and asked him, "Kid, aren't you going home?" "Yes, but ... but I don't have an umbrella."

I said, "Why don't I take you home?" He got on my bike.

On the third day, it rained cats and dogs again. I forgot to bring my umbrella. I waited at the roadside grocery store until the rain stopped before going home. At this moment, I met the little boy who sent him home the day before.

He saw me and asked, "Are you the big brother who sent me home the day before yesterday?" "Yes" "Don't you have an umbrella?" "Well" "Then I'll take you home!" Later, he gave me an umbrella and went home.

This tells us that as long as you have helped others, others will help you. This is caring.

Care can be seen everywhere in our life. We grew up with care. Perhaps just a casual look and a subtle action can convey the care of the elders.

Our family watches the weather forecast on time every night. But one day, I was delayed by my willful watching cartoons. What if it rains tomorrow? Dad said eagerly. I don't care: "Nothing, isn't there an umbrella?" "But Uncle Zhang next door borrowed both umbrellas and went on a business trip." "Don't worry, don't worry! The weather is so fine today, how can it rain tomorrow? Don't worry, dad. "

The next morning, on my way to school, I looked up at the sky from time to time and always bowed my head contentedly, because the sun was shining softly and Yun Yun's mother-in-law put on the whitest clothes. I hummed a little song and entered the school gate happily.

"Class dismissed, stand up, dismissed!" After three classes, the students were ready to go home, but the sky was not beautiful at that time, with dark clouds and thunder and lightning. "Hua ..." It rained heavily all over the world, and it made my heart cold to watch the students around me hold up small umbrellas and go home happily. Suddenly, a figure caught my eye. "Isn't that dad!" I can't help crying. I saw him coming to me, calling my name, taking off his coat, tightly wrapping my head and my body, and standing in the storm. On the way home, I looked at my father who sheltered me from the wind and rain. Tears and rain blurred my eyes. I put my arm around my father's waist, and with a little effort, I couldn't help shouting, "Dad, I love you!" " "

A phone call revealed my father's deep affection for me; An action, entrusted my father's care for me; A look conveyed my father's love for me. We always live in incomparable care, let's cherish it. ...

Love is like a brick, filling the road ahead of you; Care, like a street lamp, leads you forward; Worry, like a white cloud, is always above you.

When I think of caring, I think of one thing: at noon, people often order a US group takeaway. One day, at a crossroads, it was very hot. There is an old man riding a tricycle to recycle waste. He ran into a street lamp, and the whole car rolled over. Pedestrians on the side of the road were afraid to talk to him for fear of touching porcelain. But the younger brother of the US group who was about to deliver the takeaway saw it. He stopped the car and tried to lift the tricycle, but his strength was not enough. The little brother of Meituan is sweating like a pig. After he made a phone call, four or five younger brothers of Meituan came one after another. After they helped the tricycle and the old man up together, the old man quickly thanked him. At this time, tears blurred his eyes. The takeaway brother went to deliver the takeaway again, and this kind figure is getting farther and farther. ...

Think about myself: I often play basketball on weekend afternoons. At three o'clock that day, my friends and I went to play basketball. After playing for an hour, my face was red with heat and my hair was soaked with sweat. I had a rest, and then I continued to play games. But I tripped as soon as I tried to make a layup. My hand was bleeding and I fell to the ground. My friend helped me up. I sit on one side and have a rest. Although it still hurts, I am glad to get help from my friends.

Care is everywhere, and it will always be by your side.

20XX1October 22nd, the weather was fine. Today, I walked into Taicang Social Welfare Institute with some young journalists and friends.

At the moment I opened the car door, I saw reporter Xu. We greet each other with a smile, and our activities begin with a happy mood. First, we followed reporter Xu to the welfare home. The environment in the welfare home is still very good, giving me a clean feeling and a beautiful environment. There are red flowers facing the sun, gaudy grass and green bushes ... Seeing these vibrant and beautiful scenes, I feel that they are still very happy in such an environment. When my thoughts were still immersed in the imaginary space, I was pulled back by a collective password, and we immediately lined up in two long rows, hehe. If we look from the air, our team must look like two long teams. If I am really a "dragon", I will use "magic" to make every child in the welfare home grow up healthily and worry-free.

We came to the place where the children in the welfare home live. Most children in this place have some defects in some parts of their bodies. When I saw the children's defects, my heart seemed to have several deep wounds. In order to cheer them up, some young journalists sang and danced for them, and some people gave them toys or stationery ... which reflected the love of our young journalists, and I also gave them some picture books and some puzzles I like. Of course, I gave them these for my own purposes. Pictures should let them describe different worlds in their eyes, while puzzles should let them describe their future path step by step. When they picked up the present we gave them, they smiled innocently and brightly. Suddenly, I feel that every child is a lovely angel with broken wings and has temporarily fallen to the world. In this big family of the whole society, in fact, each of us has the responsibility and obligation to care for them. Maybe you don't have to give them too much material things. Simply give them a smile, give them a warm hug or play games or tell stories with them.

This activity has benefited me a lot and made me realize the living condition of another group in society. I sincerely hope that society can give more love, help and care to children in need.