In life, work and study, many people have had the experience of writing essays, and they are all familiar with essays. Through essays, we can gather our scattered thoughts together. I believe many people will find it difficult to write essays. Below is a 300-word essay on my mother in fourth grade that I compiled for you. I hope it can help you. My Mom's Fourth Grade Essay 300 Words Part 1

Maternal love is a fiery red sun that shines on me when I am cold; maternal love is a bright moon that accompanies me when I am dark; Mother's love is a beacon that lights my way forward. The person who gives me motherly love is my mother.

My mother wears two ponytails. She is neither tall nor short. She loves to play shuttlecock very much.

Once, I had a fever, and my mother took my temperature. She picked up the thermometer and saw that the fever was 38°C. My mother quickly put a cold towel on my forehead and tried to cool me down. Body temperature. After a while, my mother took my temperature again. When she saw it, not only did my body temperature not come down, but it also reached 39 degrees Celsius. My mother was anxious and put on thick clothes for me, but she couldn't care about herself. Still wearing it so thin. My mother took a taxi downstairs, but she didn't wait for a taxi for a long time. She couldn't wait any longer, so she hugged me and ran to the hospital. When I got to the hospital, the doctor gave me an injection and prescribed medicine, which relieved my fever. After stepping back, although my mother was wearing very thin clothes, she was sweating all over.

My mother is also very responsible for my study. Once, I didn’t write seriously and the writing was ugly. My mother asked me to rewrite it, but I didn’t want to write it. My mother said to me: "The words are A person's appearance, if you write well, you can lay the foundation for this life." After hearing this, I had no choice but to write. Gradually, my handwriting became better and better, and I was often praised by my teachers and classmates.

This is my mother. My mother is a 300-word essay for fourth grade, Part 2

My mother is a hero. She works so hard and busy every day, just like a hero who is busy rescuing injured people in a disaster. How I love her!

My mother has to wash and cook for me every day, but I don’t do anything for her. Instead, I always make her angry. I am very sad.

I still remember one time I caught a cold, so I slept in bed. I was so weak that I couldn’t get up when I was eating. So my mother brought the prepared meal to my bed, asked me to sit up slowly, and slowly adapted to it, then spread a piece of cloth, put the prepared meal on it, and then fed me with chopsticks. . I wanted to drink water, and she brought me water to drink. When I was hungry, she brought me delicious food to eat. When I wanted to sleep, she spread my quilt well so that I could fall asleep beautifully.

Every morning when I get up, she puts my clothes in front of the bed. My mother gets up early to wash the clothes. After the clothes are washed, she is busy looking for clothes for me. After the clothes are found, she is busy. Cook. Day after day, year after year, she is still doing this.

Every Mother’s Day, I will make some small gifts for my dear mother. Whenever my mom is unhappy, I make her happy, just like she does to me! Whenever she is tired, I will give her a pat on the back. Although these cannot repay my mother's love for me, they can make her feel that her busy work is not in vain.

My mother is a hero, I love her and she loves me! I wish every mother and child in the world live in harmony and be happy forever! My mother, a 300-word composition for fourth grade, Part 3

My mother has long hair, thick eyebrows, and big eyes.

I have been a picky eater since I was a child and ate less. My mother made a plan for me to get up at five in the morning and make breakfast for me! A bowl of porridge, an egg, braised pork ribs, and sometimes steamed buns. These are my breakfast, which is the breakfast of love that my mother makes for me.

My mother was strict when she needed to be strict, gentle when she needed to be gentle, and did whatever she needed to do. My mother knew that my Chinese scores were not very good, so she took Lao She's book and read and read every night. "Oh, I told you, this is reading day, not day."

When I heard this sentence, it goes without saying that I knew that my mother was still tutoring me in Chinese calligraphy. She said this every time I made a mistake in reading, but sometimes, we don’t recognize the words here either. I can just use my phone or dictionary to look it up, but sometimes the word isn’t even in the dictionary!

The midterm exam came soon, and I was most nervous about the Chinese exam. My foundation in Chinese was not very good, I kept writing wrong words, and I didn’t know how many tests I had taken. On the day when the results came out, I closed my eyes tightly until I realized When it was my turn, I opened my mouth a little and looked at the results. I don’t know how to describe it. Eighty-nine point five. All the mistakes were typos. It’s okay. It’s better than last time. It was eighty-three last time. , I think it’s okay to learn Chinese like this.

Mom, thank you! My mother's fourth-grade composition, 300 words, Part 4

My mother taught me a lot, and my mother gave me a lot. My mother is neither tall nor short. My mother has marks on her face. When she smiles, her front teeth are exposed, which is very ugly, but I still like her smile.

My mother likes to nag me very much. Every time I don't do well in an exam, she will nag me all night when I get home. Her wheat-colored skin looks a little dark. I remember when I was young and just remembering, it was my mother who taught me little by little, how to eat with chopsticks and how to write. My mother has given me a lot, but I always make her angry.

From time to time she would criticize me, and she would feel uncomfortable if she didn’t criticize me for a day. Gradually, I grew up and learned to talk back to her and quarrel with her. I feel like I have done everything right. Every day I wonder why I still get criticized even though I have done nothing wrong. My mother, I actually love you very much, but I have developed the habit of talking back to you since I was a child, and I can't stand what you say to me. Mom, I love you, but I'm not good at expressing it in words. My mother, a fourth-grade essay of 300 words, Part 5

My good mother, I came home from get off work and worked so hard all day. Every time I hear this song, I think of my good mother.

My mother is a supermarket clerk. Although she comes back very late every day, she still does not relax my homework. When she comes back every day, she always says, 'Have you finished your homework? ’ ‘Is there any way that you can’t? ’ When I hear this, I will impatiently say: Got it! But once, I liked my mother's nagging. Want to know? Let’s wait and see!

When I was in third grade, I was making up lessons at my teacher’s house. I watched the day getting darker and darker, and I thought to myself: It’s getting darker and darker now, how will I get home later? Why! After finishing the make-up lesson, the sky was already so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. I thought: It's over this time. It's so dark. How can I go home? Jia Ying I heard a familiar voice, it was my mother, I said: Mom, why are you here? Mom said: I just got off work and saw that it was getting dark. I was afraid that you would not be safe alone, so I came here. With crystal tears in my eyes, I got in the car. After a while, the wind started blowing. My mother took off her coat and put it on me. I said: Mom, aren't you cold? Mom said: As long as you are not cold. I was touched by my mother again.

The thread in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the wanderer's body, are tightly sewed before leaving, fearing that they will return later. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. Indeed, maternal love is difficult to repay. We can only bless our mother in our hearts: Ah! Mother, I praise you! My mother's fourth-grade composition, 300 words, Part 6

My mother is thirty-three years old this year. She is very beautiful, with shiny black hair, and a pair of big eyes showing kindness.

My mother does have a kind heart, and she is very filial to her grandma. Once, my grandma got seriously ill and needed to be hospitalized in time. Her father called her. At this time, there was a violent storm outside. Without saying anything, her mother quickly rode her bicycle to the hospital to see her grandma. By the time we got to the hospital, my clothes were soaked through.

Sometimes my mother would see poor people on the roadside asking for money, and she would not hesitate to take out a dollar from her bag and hand it to them, regardless of whether they were scammers or not. No matter where she goes, whenever she meets someone in need of help, she will always offer her love as soon as possible.

My mother is still a careless person. She almost forgets to pick up her mobile phone every time she goes to work. That time we went to the sports square to play. After playing for more than ten minutes, I was very thirsty. But when I asked my mother for water, my mother said that she forgot to bring water. I wanted to ask my mother to buy a bottle of water, but she said she forgot to bring money. That time, it was because of her carelessness that it really hurt me!

Mom’s carelessness needs to be corrected in time. If not corrected, the consequences will be unimaginable.

This is my mother, a careless and kind person. My mother, a 300-word composition for fourth grade, Part 7

My mother has black and shiny hair and a pair of big, bright eyes. She was very strict with me, and repeatedly emphasized to me: I must be serious in class, be careful in my homework, sit upright, and be honest... Sometimes I would be absent from my homework, and my mother would see her, and her face would immediately clear up. Yin, I was so scared that I quickly sat down. I was required to write stroke by stroke and recite fluently, otherwise I would not be allowed to pass.

Whenever I have time, my mother takes me to the library to borrow books, such as: "Good Stories", "Chinese and Foreign Classics", "One Hundred Thousand Whys"... They say they expand my horizons, but these books It was really fun and I enjoyed it very much! We also often exchange our thoughts after reading.

My mother is very hard-working, simple and clean. She cooked delicious food for me in different ways every day, and she also kept the house clean and tidy. My mother never wears makeup, but she is very neatly and cleanly dressed!

This is my mother, a good mother who is amiable, lovely and respectable! My mother’s fourth-grade essay 300 words 8

My mother’s job is a hairdresser. The work is very hard. She has to walk up and down every day to get things, and she has to massage, make tea or make tea for customers. Coffee, hair wash, hair cut.

She also has to chat with the guests. Mom is so smart!

My mother is short, thin, and has curly hair. She is very beautiful. Her hobbies are watching TV, resting, etc. Her best thing is perming her hair. Customers like her Fa Yi always gets rave reviews!

When my mother is at home, I am her little helper. Sometimes I help her sweep, mop, wash the dishes, and wipe the table. Because my mother works so hard, I can help her when I grow up. Mom shares the housework.

Mom also has other jobs, that is, taking care of me and doing housework. Mom is really busy from morning to night, so we can’t talk back to her, nor can we be rude or loud to her. She The work is very hard and I only have one day off every week. I go out early and come back late every day. I come back very late and go to bed very late. I have to get up at 6:30 in the morning.

I feel that my home is very cozy, warm, and happy, because I have a busy, serious, and loving mother. My Mom's Fourth Grade Essay 300 Words Chapter 9

Mother's love is everywhere. It is hidden in the care for us and the strictness towards us, nourishing us as we grow up day by day.

One time, after I finished my meal, I started skipping rope. Mom was watching TV next to me, and I was skipping rope. I was jumping and feeling a little tired, so I thought: "Anyway, it won't matter if I'm lazy while my mother is watching TV, and she doesn't know." So I secretly looked at my mother and found that she was watching with concentration. TV doesn't seem to pay attention to me. Then I jumped twice casually, put away the rope, and put it up, but I was stopped by my mother after taking only a few steps. "Dance finished?" There was no expression on my mother's face. "The dance is over." I replied softly. Mom's expression suddenly became serious and she said, "Do you think you are watching TV? I am actually paying attention to you. You just jumped for a minute, more than 150 times." "Wow!" Mom can do this. I said it, but my idea of ??being lazy never changed. I thought: "Then I will dance for another minute or two." So I danced for a while, one hundred, eighty and ninety times, and my mother nodded. Just when I felt lucky, she said again: "Did you jump to two minutes? When did you learn to be perfunctory!"

After listening to my mother's words, I finally realized my mistake and went back to dance seriously. Two minutes, then another minute of dancing before the rope was put away. After jumping rope, my mother criticized and educated me, and I really realized my mistake.

It turns out that I am always in my mother’s heart, and she is always paying attention to me. At the same time, this made me understand that maternal love is everywhere and is very great! A 300-word composition for fourth grade about my mother, Part 10

My mother is 35 years old this year and is neither tall nor short. A pair of bright eyes, a small nose, shoulder-length hair, and a small mouth, so beautiful!

My mother’s cooking skills are also good. Whenever I come back from school and sit at the dining table, waves of strong aroma always hit me, making me unable to help but eat with big mouthfuls. Those who didn’t know better thought I hadn’t eaten all day!

She is also a mother with extensive knowledge. Whenever my sister and I encountered a question that we didn't know, she would read the question silently, clarify her ideas, and start teaching us.

My mother can be a bit "scary" sometimes. Whenever we make a mistake, she will nag endlessly like the Tang Monk in "Journey to the West". If we dare to talk back, she will definitely pick up her "ten-meter sword"-the ruler to beat us. . Dad said the last person in the family should not be messed with is my mother!

I have such a nice yet "scary" mother who constantly worries about me and my sister. Is your mother like this too? 300-word essay on my mother for fourth grade 11

I have a beautiful mother. She is of medium build, neither fat nor thin, with short black and shiny hair. I love to look at my mother’s face. My mother’s face Dignified and beautiful, her face was flushed, and her smile was as charming as a lilac. Two willow-leaf-like eyebrows and big bright eyes look energetic. She usually likes to wear white clothes and is very neat and clean. As beautiful as a fairy.

My mother is very hardworking. It’s hard to go to work every day. When I wake up every morning, the delicious meal is already in front of me. At night, my mother would sit next to me and help me with my homework. When I finished my homework and went to bed, my mother was still busy doing housework. She was busy like a top every day. She even had to go to work on weekends, but she never complained about being tired. Mom is so hard! From now on, I will honor my mother well and do whatever I can for her.

This is my mother, a beautiful mother, a hard-working mother, I love my mother! My mother's fourth-grade essay 300 words 12

"Only mother is good in the world. A mother's child is like a treasure. If you throw yourself into your mother's arms, you will not be able to enjoy happiness..."

My mother is a badass and doesn’t let me play with my mobile phone, watch TV, or play video games. Despite this, I still love my mother very much because I know that she is doing this for my own good.

My mother is a cleaner. She cleans the house every day. Every day I wear clean and tidy clothes to go to school.

My mother is a hard-working gardener. In class, she would play some small games on the courseware to let my classmates and I consolidate our knowledge. She also taught us singing and left finger exercises.

My mother is a great cook. She will make delicious dishes for us when we eat, such as tomato and egg, fried meat with onions, fish-flavored shredded pork, cola chicken wings, steamed sea bass, etc.

My mother is also a driver. Whenever Sunday comes, she will take us to fun places, such as Baiyu Park, Xi'an Zoo, aquarium, science and technology museum, trampoline park, etc.

I love my mother so much! My Mom, Fourth Grade Composition 300 Words Chapter 13

Let me go, Mom, let me go to the river---there are beaches, pebbles, small fish, shrimps, and fish on the water. A road I have never walked, the teacher will lead us to catch those beckoning waves.

Let me go, Mom! Let me go to the mountains---there is a hiking trail waiting for me to climb. I want to stand on the top of the mountain and see how high the sky is, how big the earth is, and how big the sky is. I can pick a beautiful cloud for my mother...

Leave me alone, mother! Let me go to the woods---there are small insects, small birds, and fragrant wild fruits, Beautiful mountain flowers, there are so many secrets, so many treasures, so many happy fairy tales, just waiting for us to explore, pick, and develop...

Mom, let me go! Let me go , Mom! I have grown up, you don’t have to be afraid anymore, I want to read interesting books about nature, I want to open the beautiful paintings of nature, let the wind on the mountain blow my hair, and let the sun by the river bask in it. Show my cheeks, Mom, let me go! Let me go, Mom! My Mom, Fourth Grade Composition 300 Words Chapter 14

The most true love in the world is maternal love.

I love my father. But I love my mother even more. She was pregnant for ten months and gave birth to me. I am very grateful to her. She is an ordinary mother, but in my heart she is great. She has the severity of her father and the kindness of her mother. She made me pee all the time. She never complained and always gave me the best. She had no selfish intentions in her heart. I am very grateful to her.

Since I was a child, I have weak bones and poor appetite. My mother has taken care of me day and night. Although I am very young, I have experienced maternal love early. Every day, my mother is always the first to get up and give me Cooking, I was always the last one to go to bed after checking my homework at night. I know that my mother used to be a very beautiful woman, and she knew how to dress up, but since she had me, my mother’s cosmetics were locked in the cabinet, and my mother’s beautiful clothes After putting it in the cupboard, she never left the door or took a step forward every day. She worked so hard to manage this home, and the beautiful clothes turned into aprons, and the cosmetics turned into daily necessities. I always think that my mother is the greatest. .

Mom, ordinary words cannot express my love for you.

Mom, a blank piece of paper cannot express your feelings for me.

Mom, thank you! My Mom, a 300-word fourth-grade essay, Part 15

After waking up from my nap today, my mother wanted to peel pears for me to eat.

Mom took out a bright yellow pear from the refrigerator and used a paring knife to remove the skin. The snow-white pear flesh was exposed, with a fragrance, which made my mouth water. I was just about to reach out for it, and my mother said, "Don't worry, the pear is too big. I'll cut it into pieces for you." After saying that, my mother picked up the kitchen knife, cut the pear into several pieces, put it on a plate and handed it to me. , she picked up the remaining piece in the middle and ate it. I picked up a piece and bit it hard. It was cool and sweet. It was so delicious!

"Ding Lingling..." The phone rang, and my mother quickly put the pears in her hands on the plate and ran to answer the phone. Looking at the piece of pear that my mother put down, a thought jumped out of my mind. Every time I eat pears, my mother always eats the middle piece. Is that piece particularly delicious? Thinking of this, I hurriedly picked up my mother's piece and took a bite. Oh, it was so sour. I quickly spit it out. Why did my mother only eat the middle piece? Could it be...ah, I understand everything.

When my mother came after answering the phone, I quickly handed my piece to her. I want my mother to eat a pear sweetly. My mother's fourth-grade composition, 300 words, Chapter 16

My mother has big eyes, a round face, and long black hair. She often wears black clothes and looks really beautiful.

My mother’s hands are very skillful. She can knit sweaters for me, cross-stitch, and do many things.

My mother is very strict. I remember one time I went out to play after finishing my homework. When my mother came home from get off work and saw that I was not there, she went to correct my homework. After a while I came back, and when I saw my mother looking angry, I quickly lowered my head to read my homework and found that it was full of red crosses. My mother said angrily: "Rewrite everything!" I quickly picked up the pencil and corrected the mistakes. After correcting, I took it to my mother for correction. My mother was even more angry this time and said: "Look what mistakes you corrected? Yes. Don't you want to go to school?" I said, "Mom, don't be angry. I will definitely get rid of my carelessness and study hard. I will listen to you. Don't be angry, okay?" At this time, my mother said to me seriously: "That's it." This time, you will never allow it next time, can you do it?" I nodded vigorously.

I know that my mother’s strictness is for me, and she works so hard, so I feel very sorry for her. I really want to say loudly to my mother: "Mom, you have worked hard! I will definitely take the excellent results home to make you happy." My mother's fourth grade essay 300 words 17

My mother has bright eyes, a big mouth, and is tall. My mother is characterized by nagging.

Once, I was sick, and my mother took me to the hospital for medical treatment. When I came back from the hospital, my mother said: "Lele, take medicine quickly." I was most afraid of taking medicine, so I said: " "Mom, I've already had the injection, don't ask me to take medicine." Mom said, "You must take medicine. You will get better quickly if you take medicine." Take it." Finally, with my mother's nagging, I finally took the medicine.

Another time, I scored 97 points in the English test. I gave it to my mother to sign. She looked at it and said, "Lele, why is there a line that is not connected in the connecting question?" I said, "Mom, I didn't see it." My mother said, "Why are you so careless?" , there are five sets of connected questions, four sets have been connected, and one set has 100 points for connecting a line without using your brain. "You are so careless." Under my mother's nagging, I promised to read the questions carefully in the future. .

My mother loves to nag, but I know that her nagging is for my own good. My mother loves me very much, and I also love my nagging mother very much! My mother, a 300-word composition for fourth grade, Part 18

My mother is a hard-working and capable person. My father works outside all year round, and my mother takes care of the house inside and out.

Every morning at six o'clock, my mother gets up on time and makes breakfast for me. Then I hurriedly cleaned up the housework and went to work. After school at noon, my mother would definitely prepare a meal waiting for me. When there was delicious food, my mother would not bear to eat it. She would always put it in my bowl. When I asked her to eat it, she always said she didn't like it. I have never understood that my mother doesn’t like to eat the things I like to eat, and my mother likes to eat the things I don’t like to eat. It’s really strange.

In the evening, my mother neither watches TV nor surfs the Internet. She sits at the table and helps me with my homework. For questions that I don’t know how to do, my mother always patiently explains them to me over and over again until I understand. So far. When I encountered a new word that I couldn't write, my mother wouldn't tell me. She had to look it up in the dictionary myself. She wasn't satisfied until I found the word. She also said that the dictionary is the greatest teacher and is more knowledgeable than my mother.

My mother is usually very gentle and does not get angry. But when I am particularly naughty, she will beat me up unbearably. Ha ha. Of course, such opportunities are rare!

I love my mother! My mother, a 300-word essay for fourth grade, Part 19

My mother is a very unusual mother. She is fat and has a round face, like a big gourd.

Although she is very fat, she loves beauty. Every time she goes out, she puts on makeup for more than an hour, especially when traveling far away, it takes at least two hours. And every time she goes out, she has to put on high heels. If she goes to an important place, she will also put on her highest pair of high heels.

My mother also has a magical and special function, which is the "nagging magic power". For example, one time I went to the toilet and it took a long time. She kept nagging outside the door and said: "Come out quickly. If you go to the toilet for such a long time, I won't let you go. Come out quickly. If you don't do it, I won't let you go." I will beat you when you come out. "You said my mother is very nagging, but over time, I gradually got used to it, because I know that my mother's nagging is her love for me. Sometimes my mother is not around, but I start to feel a little lonely again.

This is my special mother. I love her very much and I hope she can stay with me forever. My mother is a fourth-grade essay of 300 words, part 20.

My mother is thirty-six years old this year. She is tall, a little fat, and has a pair of big and bright eyes. My mother cares about me very much and loves me.

I remember when I was in second grade, I had a headache and vomiting, which was very uncomfortable. When my mother found out, she immediately gave me medicine. I took a nap after eating and felt much better. My mother sent me to the hospital again. The doctor looked at me and said that there was nothing serious. As long as I took some medicine and rested more, I would be fine.

I remember another time I had a fever and wanted to drink water at night, but I didn’t dare to drink it. My mother heard this, turned on the light and touched my head. It was so hot. My mother said that I had a fever. She didn't bother to get dressed and hurried to the cabinet to find medicine with bare feet. The boiling water was a bit hot, so my mother fed me the medicine with a spoon, then wet a towel and put it on my head. I fell asleep again in a daze, but my mother leaned close to me and looked at me, touching me with her hands from time to time. It wasn't until my head was no longer hot that my mother slept with her clothes on. I woke up the next morning and found that my mother's eyes were a little red and swollen.

My mother is my guardian angel. She makes me feel happy and safe. I love my mother and I will spend my whole life thanking her.