In real life or work and study, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which is a verbal activity that people express their ideas in written form. I believe many people will find the composition difficult to write. The following is my pen-fourth grade composition carefully arranged by me for reference only. Welcome to read it. My Pen-Composition 1 for Grade Four

On Thursday, when I came home from school, my father mysteriously said, "I have something for you." "What?" I asked. Dad took it out. It turned out to be a pen!

This is a pure white pen with a silver pen holder, which is Picasso brand. The pen holder can hold the pen on clothes, which is convenient to carry. Opening the cap reveals the black pen holder and the silvery pen tip inside. The black pen holder is the place to hold the pen. Remind you not to hold too high or too low. If the grip is too high, the words will be crooked; If the grip is too low, your fingers will be stained with ink. When the pen holder is unscrewed, the refill is exposed. Fill the refill with ink and you can write beautiful and round fonts!

Friday, lunch break. I took out my pen, took off my cap, held it in my hand and picked up the words smoothly. I was copying, when suddenly, someone hit the table. When my hand shook, my pen shook and the same "A" instantly became "G". Oh, no! I thought nervously. What should I do? I wrote it wrong! Fortunately, it didn't melt. I used transparent glue first and failed. I want to use the patch-no, I can't! Alas, I have to cross it out and rewrite it.

copied English. I smell the fragrant ink and copy it with a pen. I gently put the tip of my pen on the notebook, and slowly scratched and scratched. A sentence appeared in the notebook smoothly, and the delicate font emerged. It's much more convenient to copy, fast and good. Two pages of English, completed in a blink of an eye.

I stroked my pen, and the white body was shining, and the fragrant smell filled my surroundings. Oh, how I love this pen! My pen-Grade 4 Composition 2

I have a beloved pen, which my mother bought for me at the beginning of the third grade.

This pen is thin and tall with a round cap on its head. There is a bright hook next to the cap. You can hang the pen on your pocket or clip it on the page with this hook. It is wearing a white dress and a pink belt. The skirt is printed with a puppy pattern. The little dog, with sunglasses on his nose and a spoon in his hand, looks so funny. There are many colorful stars printed around the puppy, and a line is written: Roche student ultra-smooth fine pen.

when you open the cap, you will see the silver nib, showing the luxurious temperament. The pen tip is very thin, and there seems to be a thin seam in the middle. Does the ink reach the pen tip through here and write words? Unscrew the pen body in the lower half, and you can see the water absorber made of plastic tube. As long as you pinch it gently, the ink will rush in and be drunk by it. When I want to do my homework, it will come to my hands without hesitation and help me. It works in obscurity, helping me to write neat and smooth lines of good words.

This pen has always been my good friend, even the "supervisor" of my study. Once, my mother asked me to practice pen writing. After practicing for a while, I lost patience and wanted to go out to play, so I threw the pen away and spilled a few drops of ink on the nib, as if it were sad tears. It seems to remind me with tears: "Mom found you a good partner like me, why don't you practice your handwriting?" So, I picked up my pen again and concentrated on practicing.

Sometimes, it accompanies me to study for too long, and when my stomach is really empty, it will stop "working", as if to say, "Master, I am hungry and can't write, please give me some drinks!" I quickly fed it with ink, and it will continue to throw itself into the "battle" happily.

I know that this pen places my mother's expectations on me. So, I study harder and cherish it very much. As soon as I use it, I put on my pen cap and put it in the pencil case, never letting it get hurt. My pen-Grade 4 Composition 3

I have a pen, which was awarded by the title of "Three Good Students" when I was in English training class. Therefore, I call it "three good pens".

that day, the announcement was being broadcast on the school radio, and I overheard my name. I was rated as a "three good students"? How is that possible? Is it true?/You don't say. I slapped myself to confirm whether I was dreaming. Wow, it hurts! I'm not dreaming, it's true. At that moment, my heart jumped out like an elf, so excited that I couldn't wait to run outside the classroom and fly to the prize-winning place.

I came to a small classroom. The teacher asked me to put on the doctor's clothes and hat, and then took a photo. Back in class, the teacher put on grand music to give me awards. She handed me a heavy certificate of honor and a pen in both hands. I took the certificate and the pen and read it many times for fear that they would fly out of my hand.

soon, the class was over. When I got home, I told my mother. My mother kept praising me, holding me up to the sky and saying that she would give me a reward. I, on the other hand, have been admiring this pen.

The pen is contained in a box, and the words "Hero-made pen" are engraved on the box. Opening the box, a black and gold pen shone in my eyes. This is an exquisite pen with a line engraved on the pen holder: Xingbo Education Little Rising Star. I quickly inked it and wrote it again and again in my notebook. This pen is really easy to use, and it won't jam without ink.

the next day, I took my pen to school. My deskmate accidentally drew a white mark on the pen. I was angry, sad and angry when I read it. I can only blame myself for not keeping it well. After returning home, I stared at the scar on the pen for a long time, so sad that tears fell down.

This pen is like my good friend. It helps me write my words well and inspires me to make continuous progress. In order not to make it "unexpected" again, I carefully put it back in the box, and only take it out to write and practice writing at home. My pen-composition for the fourth grade 4

196 was the most difficult period for the country. When I was in the fourth grade of primary school, the teacher began to let us learn to write with a pen.

At that time, there was no cash in the family for a year, and only my father earned work points. It would be very good to understand the family's rations at the end of the year, and sometimes I owed it to the production team. How could I possibly ask my parents to buy a pen, so I decided to solve it myself. After school for several days in a row, I went to the streets to pick up waste, picked up a few rotten soles, and picked up some broken rope heads outside the wall of the production team. I went to the waste collection station and bought a few cents, which was only enough to buy a pen dipped in water steel and a piece of pen water. I couldn't afford a pen, so I had to make my own. I picked up a feather of a big white goose in my yard, tidied it up, and thought I could make a beautiful pen, so I cut a short piece of old chopsticks into the stem of the feather, clamped the pen, wrapped it tightly with thread, and dipped it in the ink made from the pen water piece I bought with a penny. It really works, and I was very excited. However, after writing a few words, my hands were dirty, my writing was crooked, and the stems of goose feathers were thin and soft, so I had to think of another way. My compound is surrounded by willow walls, which reminds me of willow branches. So, I searched around the willow wall, found the smooth and straight branches as thick as the pen, took a section as long as the pen, trimmed it, carefully inserted the tail of the bought pen into the willow branch core, and fixed it, which was much better. Later, I slowly repaired the willow pen to look like a pen I bought. Once the teacher found my pen in class, he said, "Let me have a look." The teacher took it and looked at it again and again, and said, "You little guy really has a way." Although my pen is easy to write, it has always accompanied me until I graduated from primary school. My pen-composition 5

One night when I was eight years old, my parents accompanied me to go shopping. When I first arrived at the stationery store, a black pen attracted me. My father seemed to read my mind and said, "Son, did you take a fancy to this pen?" I nodded my head. The boss said, "This pen is the best seller this month. It is made of pure stainless steel', but it is expensive and needs sixteen yuan. "I was shocked after hearing this. My father saw that I liked it, and finally bought it. I held it tightly in my hand for fear of losing it.

This pen is black all over, and it is about 15 centimeters tall. There is a cap at the top of the pen, just like a hat of this pen, which protects the nib. There is a pen holder next to the pen cover, which can be hung on the pocket of clothes. That is for the convenience of carrying. There is a silvery white pen holder under the pen tip, which is very comfortable to hold and write. At the bottom is a black pen body, which is the longest, about eight centimeters. Inside the pen body is the ink bag of the pen, where the ink is stored. As long as it is full of ink, it will work tirelessly for me. It seems to be the elf who accompanies me.

Speaking of this pen, I have a story with it! One morning, when I bought snacks, I found that the pen tip had been broken by my classmates. My heart was very sad and I really wanted to find this bad guy. At noon, I was so anxious that I couldn't eat. I kept looking for accessories, but I couldn't find them. When I got home, I began to fix my pen wholeheartedly, and finally it was fixed. My heart was extremely happy. I use it to write my classroom and homework every day. It also brings me convenience. I only need to type ink once a week, and my writing is fluent. It is a good helper for my study.

This pen has been with me for two years. It has made great contributions to my study. I should cherish it. My pen-Grade Four Composition 6

I have a pen that I have been using since the third grade. Although it is not the first one, I am in the fifth grade now, but I still use it. I just used a Snowflake cow pen in the third grade, but I think one pen is too little and not enough. So I bought a spare LUOSHI EF pen, which is this one.

I'm in grade five, and that snowflake pen won't work in grade four. But my LUOSHI pen can be used. This pen can be regarded as a veteran pen. When you write with it, you can write like a god and turn it into a flower. When writing a composition with it, it seems that there is an inspiration. No, I wrote a composition with this pen.

I remember that once, my pen actually rolled off the table, and the important thing was that the pen was pointing to the ground. This time, the pen was seriously injured, and the tip of the pen was directly tilted, which made me particularly sad. I couldn't fix the pen head. I removed a pen head from my shark pen, which was exactly the same as his model, so I put it on him. The pen with the tip of my LUOSHI pen is completely new, just like a new pen, but the tip of my shark pen is missing.

this is an ordinary pen, and it doesn't look fancy at all. There is only a gradient of yellow and blue on it, in fact, it is just like an ordinary pen. This pen is durable and convenient. It can be used as a water absorbing pen or an ink bag pen, both of which are universal. Similarly, it can also install any brand of ink bags and ink bags of any color.

This is my pen, a veteran pen. My pen-Grade Four Composition 7

When I was in the third grade, I needed to write with a pen, and my father gave me a hero pen.

This hero pen is green all over and the cover is silver. The appearance is smooth and generous. There is also a blooming flower above the pen cover. When I opened the pen body, it was the place where I put the ink. When I first started to suck the ink for the pen, I accidentally sprayed the ink on the original glistening wall, and it couldn't be washed off, so it became the record of my first use of the pen.

When I first started using this pen, I always wrote crooked words. My father held my hand and wrote one stroke at a time. After that, I signed up for a calligraphy class, and I still use this pen, which has created many glorious achievements for me. Especially in the final exam of calligraphy class, the teacher asked us to write four words, and we all opened our mouths, because it was difficult to write half a word, but this time it was four. However, I soon calmed down and wrote one stroke at a time, as if my father were holding my handwriting. In this way, I finished writing, and it was a finished one. The teacher gave me a prize: a mechanical pencil and a mechanical pencil. Although it was not as good as this hero pen, I kept it. After all, I won the prize with this pen.

Although it helped me create a brilliant record, there was also frustration and anger in it. The fourth grade just started school, and the first homework was written by the whole class. Only my writing was crooked, and I was criticized by the teacher. When I got home, I always wanted to drop this pen, but I thought about it carefully. It's my fault that I can't write well. Why blame the pen? So that day's homework was written very seriously. I was praised by the teacher the next day.

Now there is a pen to replace this heroic pen, which has made many achievements for me, but I still kept it. My pen-Grade 4 Composition 8

There is such a pen, with no gorgeous patterns, no gorgeous colors and no beautiful coat, only a rusty appearance, a rusty nib and a "rugged" pen body.

Maybe only he can represent my childhood. When I was seven years old, he was also very young. His forceful writing style showed his ease of use, and his elegant patterns showed his extraordinary. Unfortunately, he met me.

I trampled on him all day, and I made him ugly at the age of one. I hate him, why he appeared in my life, and why he delayed my playing time. He just endured it silently.

He experienced all the great events in my life, and I used him to create one glory after another, my glory and my splendor.

he accompanied me to the examination room. Grading is the place to judge your writing ability, and it is the examination room for hard writing. How many nights, a child held a pen and practiced tirelessly. Three years of cold window, relying on this fight. In the examination room, the pen I held was so powerful that it gave full play to his best strength.

He is my mascot. How many perfect marks did I cast with him in the examination field? He has always been with me through hardships. "that we wished to fly in heaven, two birds with the wings of one, and to grow together on the earth, two branches of one tree." means us.

He is not only a pen, but also an indispensable partner in my life. From a brat, to a lively and cheerful child, to a naughty child, and then to a polite teenager. He has experienced every major event in my life.

That pen is lying quietly in the box now. Every time I see him, I recall the days I spent with him, his strong handwriting, and I am full of deep apologies for him and deep remorse for myself when I see him now.

childhood has flown by, and he is old. He is no longer magnificent and glorious.