1. Composition: Go to the countryside to dig peanuts, no less than 300 words
1. I often see others digging peanuts on TV, and my hands start to itch. They say digging peanuts is hard work. But put it this way, my interest is even greater.
Once, the opportunity came. I was going to my grandma’s house. It happened to be the season when peanuts were ripe.
When I arrived at my grandma’s house, I couldn’t wait to dig peanuts. Of course, I had to wash my hands first, then roll up my pants. I chose a small hoe and started digging with my sister, brother, brother, Grandma went to the fields to dig peanuts together.
I chose a small piece of "feng shui treasure land" and dug up peanuts.
We agreed to compete to see who could dig more land. I aimed at a peanut plant and chopped it down. Alas, the "newcomer" has poor skills. Don't be surprised. It turned out that I cut this peanut plant in half, so I had to use my hands. I dug up my sleeves to make a show, and when I pulled it out, I used too much force. The peanut plant was broken, and I was in trouble. I was lying on the ground. My feet were in the air, so I got up quickly, not to waste time. I pulled the peanuts off one by one with my hands and put them in the basket. After a while, the peanuts in my small area were all pulled out, and I found another small area to dig up.
Next to me was my brother's basket. I couldn't help but grab a handful from his basket, "What are you doing? It turns out you can do sneaky things too!" "My brother said proudly." "Stingy!" "Okay, okay! Don't be angry, I'll give it to you." My sister said.
Students, we live in the city, we should experience rural life more, increase our knowledge, and make our life colorful.
2. In the evening of summer, the hot sun refuses to recede, still scorching the earth like a fireball. The water bamboo, pumpkin leaves and camellia leaves in front of the house are all rolled up, and even the sunflowers lower their heads, and the earth seems to have melted.
My mother said: "Do you want to go to the field to pull peanuts?" My sister and I said in unison: "No." Mother had no choice but to carry the basket and go to the field alone. I thought about it at home. On such a hot day, I was comfortably fanning the electric fan at home, but my mother went to the fields alone. This was so unfilial! Thinking of this, I immediately rode my bicycle and rushed to my mother quickly.
When I arrived at the peanut field, I saw my mother squatting there alone, pulling out the peanuts hard. I walked over, quietly bent down and started pulling out. When my mother saw me next to her, she asked, "Why are you here?" I said, "I came here to help you go home quickly and lighten your burden." I grabbed the branches and leaves of the peanut and said, "Hey "I pulled it out hard, but instead of pulling up the peanut, I pulled out the leaves. The peanut was still sleeping and didn't want to come out. It's not that I couldn't pull it up. "Pull it out again," I encouraged myself, "I can definitely do it!" I pulled it out hard again, but it still didn't come up. When my mother saw that I hadn't pulled up any of them, she gave me a demonstration. She first grabbed the lower branches of the peanuts, then shook them hard a few times, and then pulled them out gently, and the peanuts "got up". "Hey, what's going on? The peanut can be pulled up so easily, but I can't pull it out no matter what?" I asked curiously, "Did you just shake it a few times?" "Yes, I shook it. A few times, this is to loosen the hard soil so that it won’t be so laborious to pull out, don’t you think so?” Mom said. Ah, it turns out that I was wrong in the first step. There is a trick to pulling out peanuts. No wonder I can't pull them out! Following my mother's example, I pulled it out step by step. After a while, the peanut became my prisoner. I only shook the branch a few times with my hands, and then it came out obediently. Why! It's really not easy to pull out peanuts. Although the sweat flowed from my head to my back, I was still very happy because I pulled out a lot of peanuts and found the meaning of labor.
After this experience, I thought of a saying: Nothing in the world is difficult, as long as there is a dedicated person.
I am this person! 2. Composition: Go to the countryside to dig peanuts, no less than 300 words
1. I often see others digging peanuts on TV, and my hands start to itch. I heard adults say that digging peanuts is also hard work.
But putting it this way, my interest is even greater. Once, the opportunity came. I was going to my grandma's house. It happened to be the season when peanuts were ripe.
When I arrived at my grandma’s house, I couldn’t wait to dig peanuts. Of course, I had to wash my hands first and then roll up my pants. I chose a small hoe and started digging with my sister, brother, brother, Grandma went to the fields to dig peanuts together. I chose a small piece of "feng shui treasure land" and dug up peanuts.
We agreed to compete to see who could dig more land. I aimed at a peanut plant and chopped it down. Alas, the "newcomer" has poor skills. Don't be surprised.
It turns out that I cut this peanut plant in half, so I had to use my hands. I dug up the sleeves to make a show, and when I pulled it out, I used too much force. The peanut plant was broken. I But it was a disaster. I was lying on the ground with my feet in the air. I got up quickly and couldn't waste time. I pulled the peanuts off one by one with my hands and put them in the basket.
After a while, the peanuts in my small area were all pulled out, and I found another small area to dig up. Next to me was my brother's basket. I couldn't help but grab a handful from his basket. "What are you doing? It turns out you can do sneaky things too!" My brother said "smugly".
"Stingy guy!" "Okay, okay! Don't be angry, I'll just give it to you." My sister said.
Students, we live in the city, we should experience rural life more, increase our knowledge, and make our life colorful. 2. In the evening of summer, the hot sun refuses to recede, still scorching the earth like a fireball.
The water bamboo, pumpkin leaves and camellia leaves in front of the house are all curled up, and even the sunflowers lower their heads, and the earth seems to have melted. Mom said: "Are you going to pull peanuts in the field?" My sister and I said in unison: "No."
My mother had to carry the basket alone and went to the field alone. I thought about it at home. On such a hot day, I was comfortably fanning the electric fan at home, but my mother went to the fields alone. This was so unfilial! Thinking of this, I immediately rode my bicycle and rushed to my mother quickly.
When I arrived at the peanut field, I saw my mother squatting there alone, pulling out the peanuts hard. I walked over, quietly bent down and started pulling out.
When my mother saw me next to her, she asked: "Why are you here?" I said: "I came to help you go home quickly and to lighten your 'burden'." I grabbed it I picked up the branches and leaves of the peanut and said, "Hey", I pulled it out hard. Instead of pulling up the peanut, I pulled out the leaves. The peanut was still sleeping and didn't want to come out. It's not that I couldn't pull it up.
"Pull it out again," I encouraged myself, "I can definitely do it!" I pulled it out hard again, but it still didn't come up. When my mother saw that I hadn't pulled up any of them, she gave me a demonstration. She first grabbed the lower branches of the peanuts, then shook them hard a few times, and then pulled them out gently, and the peanuts "got up".
"Hey, what's going on? The peanut can be pulled up so easily, but I can't pull it out no matter what?" I asked curiously, "Didn't you just shake it a few times?" Yes, I shook it a few times to loosen the hard soil so that it won’t be so laborious to pull it out, don’t you think so?” Mom said. Ah, it turns out that I was wrong in the first step. There is a trick to pulling out peanuts. No wonder I can't pull them out! Following my mother's example, I pulled it out step by step. After a while, the peanut became my prisoner. I only shook the branch a few times with my hands, and then it came out obediently.
Hey! It's really not easy to pull out peanuts. Although the sweat flowed from my head to my back, I was still very happy because I pulled out a lot of peanuts and found the meaning of labor.
After this experience, I thought of a saying: Nothing in the world is difficult, as long as there is a dedicated person. I am this person.
3. A 300-word essay on the joy of planting peanuts in the spring farmland
Li Shen, a Chinese from the Tang Dynasty, once said: "Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn."
So how many seeds can one peanut yield? In order to find the answer, in April this year, I planted a peanut in a flower pot. A few days later, my father discovered that something was wrong with the peanuts. When he dug them up, he found that I had planted them upside down.
Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise all the hard work would have been in vain. Gradually, the flowers grew small buds, which were white and very beautiful.
Every day after school, I have to go take a look, loosen the soil, water or apply some fertilizer. Another month passed, and the flower grew taller, with many leaves on its body, green and green. As the peanut stem grew bigger and bigger, the peanut blossomed into a small flower, golden yellow, with four petals.
The little flowers withered after a day and turned into hard, long, needle-like handles that were pierced into the soil. Then many flowers bloomed one after another, and they were all pierced into the soil one by one by their handles.
I told my father what I had observed, and he said: "Don't worry, peanuts bear fruit in the soil. It seems that there will be a bumper harvest in a few weeks." August 12 One day, an exciting day, my parents and I dug peanuts together, one after another, thirty-four per day.
Those peanuts are bigger and stronger than the other. They are really beautiful. In the evening, everyone praised me, and I felt very happy. Although I didn't receive ten thousand seeds, I also tasted the joy of labor and the joy of a good harvest. 4. Essay 300 on how it feels to grow peanuts in rural life
Peanuts are unknown, selfless dedication, and do not care about fame and fortune. When the fruits are ripe, they are buried underground, unlike peaches, pomegranates, and apples that put bright flowers The fruits hang high on the branches; the lotus leaves are so good that no one else praises them, they only act as an indispensable and inconspicuous foil to the lotus flowers; the plum blossoms bloom proudly in the snow in the cold winter, and have the quality of not being afraid of severe cold, wind and rain. .
And what I want to talk about today is the grass that "wildfire cannot burn out, but spring breeze blows and grows again".
Grass can be seen everywhere, both in cities and in villages. It has tenacious vitality. The more people trample on it, the stronger it becomes.
A ruthless fire burned down everything on a mountain. The grass was no exception. It was either staggering here and there, or only half a root was left, incomplete, or the whole land was barren with half a root. The grass is gone. These grasses look like they will never regenerate, but in fact their roots are not damaged yet.
In the second year, a spring breeze blew, and the grass miraculously poked its head out of the ground. Generally, people only know that grass has strong vitality, but actually grass is very important.
In cities and mountain villages, would they still be beautiful without the decoration of grass? Just like a flower is beautiful, but without the green leaves to set it off, would it still be so bright and charming? People who tenaciously pursue their dreams, do not seek fame or fortune, and serve the people.
5. Composition for the second volume of the fourth grade: Go to the countryside to dig for peanuts and get 200 peanuts
1. When I saw "Don't Dig for Peanuts" on TV, my hands started itching and I heard "Digging for Peanuts" said that I was more interested
I want my grandma’s house to have flowers in season
I can’t wait to dig flowers at my grandma’s house. First I have to wash my hands and roll up my trousers. I choose a hoe and dig flowers from the field with my sister, brother, younger brother, and grandma
I picked a piece of Feng Shui treasure and dug up the flowers
I said I wanted to compete to see who could dig up the exact flower. Oh, new technology experts, don’t be offended. I cut the flower in half and dug it up with my sleeves to make me. I pulled the flowers too hard and I suffered a disaster. I lay on the ground with all four legs facing me. I quickly got up and wasted time. I pulled the flowers with my hands and put them into the basket. After pulling out the flowers, I found a piece and dug it up
The basket next to me was my brother. I couldn't bear to catch my brother doing something sneaky. My brother said proudly, "Don't be angry. Don't be angry. I told my sister."
We in cities should emulate the rural areas to increase our knowledge and make them more colorful
2 .Summer evening*** The hot sun is still willing to retreat like a fireball, burning the water bamboo in front of the house, pumpkin leaves and camellia leaves are curled up, even the sunflowers are bent down as if they are melting
Mom said: Tian Bahua and my sister said in unison: Mom is carrying a basket and is alone in the field. Think about the heat. My house is comfortable and fanning the electric fan. Mom is too filial. Miss me. Riding on a horse, riding a bicycle, I rush towards my mother.
I am in the field of flowers. I saw my mother squatting and working hard to pull me up. She bent down and started to pull me out. She saw me next to me and asked: I said: I can help my family to lighten the burden. I grabbed the branches and leaves and pulled them hard. No flowers were left. I pulled up the fallen leaves. Pulled the flowers to sleep. I thought about it and I pulled it up again and again. I encouraged myself that I would be able to do it. I tried my best to pull it up but it didn’t work. My mother saw that my plant hadn’t been pulled up and she showed me how to do it. I saw my mother first grab the branch of the flower, then shake it hard and gently pull it out, and I got up. Flowers are easy to pull up, but I pulled them up. I was wondering how many times I shook them. I shook them a few times to loosen up the hard soil before I pulled them up again. I tried hard, but my mother said, I did the wrong trick in the first step to pull out the flowers. It was strange that they all pulled up. I followed my mother’s instructions. I pull the flowers step by step, I hold them captive and shake them with my hands. Pulling the flowers is so simple. Even though I sweat, I shed tears. I am happy. I pull the flowers to find the meaning of labor.
After experiencing it, I think: I am afraid of all the difficult things in the world. Me! Ha ha! 6. A 260-word essay on growing peanuts: My first time growing peanuts
Today, the teacher took us to the labor base. Here we had a labor experience that we had never had before.
When I got there, I discovered that the labor base was also a school! After entering the gate, I saw a large field and neat rows of houses. The teacher first held a small meeting for us and talked about some precautions during labor, and then we started today's activities. The first task was to peel peanuts. The teacher divided us into five groups, and each group was given a bunch of peanuts. After dividing, we started to work. Peeling peanuts looked very simple, but in fact it was not that easy. I pinched the small pointed mouth of the peanut shell tightly with my thumb and index finger, and then pushed hard with both hands. Squeeze and the peanut shell will be split into two halves. The fat peanuts jumped into my hand. While peeling, I would eat some of my own "fruits of labor" from time to time. I thought it was so delicious! I kept peeling and peeling like this. After peeling for a while, my fingertips started to hurt a little. It seems that nothing is easy! A simple task like peeling peanuts can also feel very hard.
After peeling the peanuts, we are ready to plant peanuts. The teacher arranged for us to work in pairs, with one person placing the seeds and the other burying the soil. We followed the teacher's instructions and planted peanuts seriously. Carefully put the peanut seeds into the pit, lest they jump outside. At this time, it was around two o'clock at noon, which was the hottest time of the day. All the students were exhausted and sweating profusely, but no one complained about being tired or complaining. Perhaps, it was at that moment that we understood the true meaning of "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping on the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate has been worked hard".
This activity not only taught me how to grow peanuts, but also made me understand the hard work of working people.
I am very grateful to the teacher for bringing us here to experience the taste of labor. It also brings us closer to the farmer uncle. 7. An essay about planting peanuts
Planting peanuts
One day in August, the weather was very clear and the sun was shining brightly. I planted two peanuts in a flower pot. I watered the peanuts in the flowerpot, fertilized them, and softened the soil. Dad said: "From today on, you have to carefully observe the growth pattern of peanuts." I said: "Okay!"
Three days later, when I got up in the morning, I was surprised to find that the flower pot The flower inside grew a small yellow bud, which was very tender. She looked so weak, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.
After a few days, the small buds slowly grew up, and the color of the leaves also changed, turning green. Dad said: "This is the leaves performing photosynthesis." I asked: "Dad, what is photosynthesis?" Dad said: "Photosynthesis is when leaves use their own chlorophyll to turn carbon dioxide into oxygen."
After a few days, the peanut gradually grew some small yellow flowers. I asked my father in surprise: "What are these flowers used for?" Dad said: "These flowers are very useful! When these flowers wither, their fruit needles will pierce into the soil and grow into peanuts."
Sure enough, a few days later, the fruit needle really penetrated into the soil. I jumped up and down with joy!
Autumn is here, and the leaves are gradually turning yellow. I said to my father: "I really want to dig out the peanuts in the soil with my hands." My father said: "It's not possible yet, the peanuts are still growing."
After a few days, the peanuts are still growing. The leaves began to fall, and my father said, "It's time to harvest now." We loosened the soil and pulled the peanuts out of the soil. Wow, it’s a bumper harvest of peanuts. One peanut seedling can actually grow 9 peanuts. It’s incredible.
Dad said: "Tomorrow you can bring peanuts to school and share the fruits of labor with teachers and classmates." I am so happy. 8. Essay 300 on how it feels to grow peanuts in rural life
Peanuts are unknown, selfless, and do not care about fame and fortune. When the fruits are ripe, they are buried underground. Unlike peaches, pomegranates, and apples, the bright fruits are The fruits hang high on the branches; the lotus leaves are so good that no one else praises them, they only act as an indispensable and inconspicuous foil to the lotus flowers; the plum blossoms bloom proudly in the snow in the cold winter, and have the quality of not being afraid of severe cold, wind and rain. .
And what I want to talk about today is the grass that "wildfire cannot burn out, but spring breeze blows and grows again".
Grass can be seen everywhere, both in cities and in villages. It has tenacious vitality. The more people trample on it, the stronger it becomes.
A ruthless fire burned down everything on a mountain. The grass was no exception. It was either staggering here and there, or only half a root was left, incomplete, or the whole land was barren with half a root. The grass is gone. These grasses look like they will never regenerate, but in fact their roots are not damaged yet.
In the second year, a spring breeze blew, and the grass miraculously poked its head out of the ground. Generally, people only know that grass has strong vitality, but actually grass is very important.
In cities and mountain villages, would they still be beautiful without the decoration of grass? Just like a flower is beautiful, but without the green leaves to set it off, would it still be so bright and charming? People who tenaciously pursue their dreams, do not seek fame or fortune, and serve the people. 9. How to write a composition about planting peanuts
Yesterday, my mother loosened the soil in the peanut field. Today, my mother asked me and my father to go to the peanut field to plant peanuts.
When we arrived at the vegetable field, we first started to level the land, then dug ditches, and then started sowing seeds in the ditches. I don't know how to level the ground or dig ditches. Sowing seeds should be easy and seemingly simple. I couldn't wait to take some peanut seeds from the seed bag and sprinkle them into the ditches. , Mom found out and quickly stopped. I expressed my confusion. Mom said: "Peanuts should be planted in a bag of 2 to 3 peanuts, and one plant should be planted every 4 to 5 inches. Don't mess around."
"I said: "Why 2-3 seeds per bag? "My mother replied: "If you only plant one peanut, if it fails to survive, it will be wasted. If you plant too many peanuts, they will be crowded together because there is no nutrition, and not many peanuts will grow. It is also science to choose the appropriate location and the appropriate number of seeds to sow. "I thought to myself: There is so much emphasis on sowing peanut seeds. My mother saw what I was thinking and said: "Everything must be done with care. This is not only the experience I have accumulated over the years, but also has a scientific basis. It is called Plant reasonably densely. "I listened carefully to my mother's explanation and planted the seeds according to the operating procedures. After planting the seeds, I went to the second step - fertilizing. My mother told me that I need to apply two kinds of fertilizers, namely phosphate fertilizer and compound fertilizer. What are phosphate fertilizer and compound fertilizer? I don’t know, but it’s a plant nutrition product. I saw my mother grabbing a handful of fertilizer and spreading it into the ditch line by row. I thought it was fun, so I also grabbed a handful of fertilizer and sprinkled the compound fertilizer into the ditch one by one. Phosphate fertilizer is suspected to be like cement powder. After checking the computer, it turns out that compound fertilizer is composed of carbon, phosphorus, potassium, ammonium and other fertilizers. It mainly promotes plant growth. The main function of phosphate fertilizer is to help crops take root after the fertilizer is sprayed. You can cover it with soil. The purpose of covering it is to allow the peanut seeds to take root and germinate well and prevent insects from eating them.
I thought peanuts can be bought in the market, but it turns out that they can also be planted. 10. Go to the countryside to pick flowers! Go write a 400-word essay
On Sunday, the sun is warm and the weather is nice.
Lingling went to the park to play happily. The park was so beautiful! The green grass was nodding and bending. , there are cute birds singing, as well as tall trees and green leaves.
The most beautiful thing is the flowers: roses, roses, peonies, and camellias emit bursts of fragrance. There are butterflies sitting on it! Lingling is in a good mood when she looks at these beautiful flowers. She is ready to go home, but Lingling still wants to see the flowers.
Thinking: Yes, I will pick one and take it home to look at it slowly, so I don’t have to run to look at it every day. So, she looked at it and saw a bunch of beautiful rose flowers. She walked over and smelled it, and shouted: “It smells so good! "She decided to pick a rose flower.
Lingling stretched out her hands to pick the flowers. Suddenly, she heard an aunt shouting: "Children, don't pick the flowers! Lingling retracted her hand and asked, "Why?" I love these flowers! The aunt said: "Children, picking flowers is wrong."
Flowers are for everyone to enjoy. If you pick them, no one will be able to see these beautiful flowers. Lingling said: "Then I won't pick the flowers. The flowers are for everyone to appreciate!" "Auntie laughed, and so did Lingling.
Don't pick flowers, we must care for the environment and every flower and grass.