These seeds can supplement nutritious vegetables in autumn. When I was a child, I didn't know that vegetables should be nourished more in autumn, so I pulled out weeds. At first, I thought it was a weed, but I comforted myself that grandma knew that she must replant it in the plant.
Summer is the hottest season. In order not to let the vegetables in the field suffer, we can only irrigate them every day to prevent them from drying up. In summer, weeds are overgrown. Grandpa can only mow the grass every day to prevent the nutrition of vegetables from being absorbed by weeds. Only in this way can grandpa make a living for himself.
Grandpa won't leave the field until he makes a living, no matter how dependent the farmers are. Farmers can't survive without fields.
In autumn, the fields are golden and the wheat waves are rippling. When the wind blows, it pushes them like the sea. Grandpa harvested Chinese cabbage with a knife and so on. After harvesting wheat, he grinds rice. Later, a serious illness made grandpa unable to do hard work, but grandma was doing farm work.
I like my grandfather's fields and the vegetables he grows.
2. How to write Grandpa's Garden My garden has been harvested again. The evergreen vegetable garden always reminds me of my hardworking grandfather who likes to work.
I was born in Daqing and lived with my grandfather since I was a child. Grandpa has no culture at all, but he is good at farming. Because he has been dealing with land for most of his life, he has a soft spot for crops.
When I was a child, my grandfather often took me to farm.
Grandpa dug a small hole of the right size first, and then planted the seedlings carefully. Then he asked me to water the newly planted seedlings. I walked to the well with a small bucket specially prepared by my grandfather, and it took me a lot of effort to get half a bucket of water. I scooped up the water with a ladle and splashed it on the seedlings. An hour passed, and I only watered a few drops, but look, Grandpa, I watered a lot.
When I was four years old, I was playing in the garden with some friends and accidentally stepped on a seedling. Grandpa immediately pulled down his face. For the first time in my life, I seem to hear my grandfather reprimanding my mother: "Don't let the children be naughty. Is this seedling trampled? " After the training, I gently lifted the seedlings that I had trampled down. When I saw my kind grandfather lose his temper, I was surprised and scared: what's so rare about a seedling? Looking back now, my respect for grandpa has increased.
Nowadays, whenever I see my newly-opened vegetable garden, I can't help but think that it is not just a piece of land, but also the fruit of hard work of an old man in his seventies.
Grandpa's love for the land deeply influenced me. Now, whenever I have time, I will go to the vegetable garden, mow the grass and water it. When the vegetable garden is lush, there is also my share of cultivation here.
Isn't grandpa in the garden a part of this garden?
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3. Four-grade weekly diary 400 words Grandpa's Garden Grandpa's Garden (1)
There is a vegetable garden in grandpa's backyard, in which all kinds of vegetables are planted. Summer is green and beautiful from a distance!
There are many kinds of vegetables in the garden, and the shapes of leaves vary widely. You see, the leaves of eggplant are big and wide, like a big cattail leaf fan in grandpa's hand, with a slight lavender in the middle. When the wind blows, the leaves shake, as if to send coolness to grandpa; You see, the leaves of Ipomoea aquatica are curved, like a boat and a sickle, as if ready to help grandpa weed at any time; The serrated leaves of tomatoes, like sharp knives, always protect those red and green fruits; Cucumber leaves are semicircular, similar to ginkgo leaves; Pepper leaves are oval. ...
It's cucumber harvest season now. I'm helping grandpa pick cucumbers in the field. Grandpa told me that when picking cucumbers, you can't pull them out. If you pull out the stem, you can't bear any more cucumbers. You have to push them down, slowly from the stem, so you can't infer the stem. In summer, vegetables such as cucumber, tomato, lettuce, kidney bean, eggplant and water spinach are all ripe. People say that autumn is the harvest season, but grandpa's garden is also fruitful in summer!
Grandpa's garden is so lush, besides his hard work and careful care, he also relies on scientific and effective planting methods. "No pains, no gains", I think, without grandpa's hard work and years of accumulated planting experience, there would be no beautiful and "rich" vegetable garden!
Grandpa's Garden (2)
My grandfather retired at home and had nothing to do, so he rented a piece of land in the oil commune. Grandpa sprinkled sweat on this 30 square meters of land and planted hope.
Today, I went to visit my grandfather's vegetable garden and saw the scene before me. I was dumbfounded.
Cucumber climbed onto the shelf, eggplant bloomed with purple flowers, and onions and leeks stood in rows. There are also long beans, kidney beans, loofah and so on. All scrambled to climb the railing, as if to monopolize the sunshine alone.
In addition, the tomatoes planted by grandpa have already borne fruit, but they are not ripe yet, just like Xiaoqing lanterns.
Among these dishes, the most striking is cucumber. Thick cucumber leaves are enough to cover the sun. A cucumber doll with spikes and small yellow flowers on its head is dripping water on the vine. Looking at these attractive green cucumbers, I can't help reaching for them. I didn't expect the naughty cucumber doll to stab me. I picked one carefully and couldn't wait to take a bite. Wow, there is a sweet feeling. This is pure natural and pollution-free.
Suddenly, butterflies flew past me. Sometimes they stay on the cucumber shelf, and sometimes they spread their wings and play, which adds a lot of vitality to the vegetable garden.
Since grandpa had this small vegetable garden, I can taste these pure natural and pollution-free vegetables every day.
Grandpa's Garden (3)
It is sunny today. My father and I happily went to see grandpa's vegetable garden.
From a distance, Grandpa's garden looks like a garden paradise. Finally, I can't wait to take pictures of the vegetable garden. I saw a big peach tree with small green peaches on it. I also saw a big gourd hanging lazily on the vine, really like a gourd doll! Makes people drool. There are also cucumbers full of thorns, which are very fresh! The last appearance is the little melon! Small white gourd is my favorite with my grandparents! Take a bite and you will feel delicious!
Later, I said to my grandfather, "Grandpa, when the peaches, gourds, cucumbers and winter melons are all grown up, please put them in a bag for me and I will give some to my friends." "ok!" Grandpa said.
Finally, my father and I are going home. The sun is going down. I bid farewell to grandpa and the vegetable garden and reluctantly went home.
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4. Grandpa's Garden Composition There is a garden in front of my house, which is Grandpa's "sweetheart".
Grandpa will fertilize and water it every day when he is free. In addition to weeds, there are green loofah, green leek and purple lentils in the garden ... It's summer and the plants in the garden are thriving. From a distance, there is a green belt around the vegetable garden. What is this? It turned out to be "chrysanthemum". Make no mistake, it is not a beautiful flower, but an edible vegetable. When you pinch and stir-fry, it becomes a delicious dish.
What is the "pigtail" around the tree? It turned out to be Tandou. It grows very long and hangs like a braid on the green tree. Luffa has yellow flowers, which are beautiful! Before long, these beautiful flowers will turn into long soft loofah! Lentil girls also have purple flowers, like butterflies. Sometimes she plays hide-and-seek with me and hides in the leaves to prevent me from finding her.
The peach tree has grown taller than me. This was planted by my grandfather last year. Grandpa said it would take three years for peach trees to bear fruit. This year is the second year, and you can eat big and sweet peaches next year! Loquat tree is only a little tall. I remember once eating loquat, I threw the seeds into the garden, and the seeds germinated quickly and grew into what they are now. I don't know when I can eat sweet loquat I like grandpa's vegetable garden.
5. Imitate Grandpa's Garden and write a short article about things. I dragged grandpa to the back garden. Once I got there, it was another world, so vast. Man and heaven are together, so big and so far away that I can't touch the sky with my hands. And the things growing on the land are so prosperous and endless that I only feel a bright green in front of me.
As soon as I got to the back garden, I ran out aimlessly. I feel that everything in this garden is alive, as if my legs are about to jump. Really can't run, just sit down and rest, that is, just pick a cucumber to eat. Have a rest and then run.
I saw the cherry tree, but it didn't bear cherries, so I ran to the tree to look for cherries. The plum tree is half dead and doesn't bear plums, so it's better to find plums. While looking for it, he shouted and asked his grandfather, "Grandpa, why don't cherry trees bear cherries?"
Grandfather replied from a distance, "because there are no flowers, there will be no cherries."
I asked again, "Why don't cherry trees bloom?"
Grandpa said, "Because you are greedy, you won't blossom."
This was obviously a mockery of me, so I ran to my grandfather and was very angry. Grandpa raised his eyes and looked at me with harmless eyes. I smiled. Laugh off your big teeth.
There is a rose in the back garden, which blooms from May to June. Flowers are as big as soy sauce dishes. It is in full bloom and covered with trees. Because of the fragrance of flowers, many bees are attracted and buzzing in the rose tree.
Tired of playing with everything, I went to pick roses, picked a lot, took off my straw hat and held it in my hood. There are two fears when picking flowers. One is that bees are afraid of stinging people, and the other is that roses are afraid of stinging people. I finally picked a lot, but I didn't know what to do after I finished. Suddenly whimsical, how beautiful this flower would be for my grandfather. Grandpa squatted on the ground and pulled out the grass, so I planted flowers for him. Grandpa only knew that I was playing tricks on his hat, but he didn't know what I was doing. I gave him a circle of flowers and twenty or thirty red flowers in his straw hat. I laughed while inserting it, when I heard my grandfather say, "It rained heavily this spring, and the roses in our house are blooming very well." Erli Road is also afraid of smelling it. "He made me tremble with laughter. I can hardly support it. When I finished, my grandfather was still worried. He is still pulling up the grass on the ridge. I stood in the distance. I dare not look at my grandfather. I just want to laugh. Grandpa came into the room. Grandma smiled when she saw the red flower. Mom and dad laughed, too. I laughed the most. I rolled around with a smile.
Well, just a little change, I don't think I can understand it ~
6. Write a composition about things by imitating Grandpa's Garden. I dragged grandpa to the back garden. Once there, there is another world, so vast, people and heaven and earth together, heaven and earth so big, so far away, I can't touch the sky with my hands.
And the things growing on the land are so prosperous and endless that I only feel a bright green in front of me. As soon as I got to the back garden, I ran out aimlessly.
I think everything in this garden is alive, as if my legs were going to jump at 62616964757a68696416fe58685e5aeb9313333261365438. Really can't run, just sit down and rest, that is, just pick a cucumber to eat.
Have a rest and then run. I saw the cherry tree, but it didn't bear cherries, so I ran to the tree to look for cherries.
The plum tree is half dead and doesn't bear plums, so it's better to find plums. While looking for it, he shouted and asked his grandfather, "Grandpa, why don't cherry trees bear cherries?" Grandfather replied from a distance, "because there are no flowers, there will be no cherries."
I asked again, "Why don't cherry trees bloom?" Grandpa said, "Because you are greedy, you won't blossom." This was obviously a mockery of me, so I ran to my grandfather and was very angry.
Grandpa raised his eyes and looked at me with harmless eyes. I smiled. Laugh off your big teeth.
There is a rose in the back garden, which blooms from May to June. Flowers are as big as soy sauce dishes.
It is in full bloom and covered with trees. Because of the fragrance of flowers, many bees are attracted and buzzing in the rose tree. Tired of playing with everything, I went to pick roses, picked a lot, took off my straw hat and held it in my hood.
There are two fears when picking flowers. One is that bees are afraid of stinging people, and the other is that roses are afraid of stinging people. I finally picked a lot, but I didn't know what to do after I finished.
Suddenly whimsical, how beautiful this flower would be for my grandfather. Grandpa squatted on the ground and pulled out the grass, so I planted flowers for him.
Grandpa only knew that I was playing tricks on his hat, but he didn't know what I was doing. I gave him a circle of flowers and twenty or thirty red flowers in his straw hat.
I laughed while inserting it, when I heard my grandfather say, "It rained heavily this spring, and the roses in our house are blooming very well." Erli Road is also afraid of smelling it. "
He made me tremble with laughter. I can hardly support it.
When I finished, my grandfather was still worried. He is still pulling up the grass on the ridge.
I stood in the distance. I dare not look at my grandfather. I just want to laugh. Grandpa came into the room.
Grandma smiled when she saw the red flower. Mom and dad laughed, too. I laughed the most. I rolled around with a smile.
Well, just a little change, I don't think I can understand it.
7. Write a composition imitating my grandfather's garden. When I was growing up, many things happened every day. They are like stars in the sky, shining in my heart.
Today, a shining star crossed my mind again. I went to my grandmother's house for a holiday this morning, but my period sent her two-and-a-half-year-old son Xiao Jian to her grandmother's house for care.
Grandma had something to do, so she gave me Xiao Jian. Grandma said to me when she left, "Be a good nanny and look after the children."
Isn't that Doby boy? It was simple, so I agreed. Who knows, to my surprise, it's not easy to be a nanny.
As soon as grandma left, troubles kept coming at me like waves. Look at these hundreds of little guys. They made a mess of their toys, one in the east and the other in the west. They haven't played for five minutes and want to eat again.
I can't help it! I have to work around the house. Worst of all, he peed again, and his cousin's masterpiece, "Boy's Urine", spilled all over the floor. Now I'm busy again, changing pants and mopping the floor ... I wouldn't be hard if I didn't think he was my aunt's baby son.