Fan Wenyi:

This morning, Teacher Peng took us to see a happy farm full of vitality. As soon as I stepped into the vegetable garden, a fresh air came to my nose, full of the smell of vegetables, which brought people comfort. There is everything in the garden, including cabbage, lettuce and vegetables.

I went to the side of the dish and observed that the dish was green, the delicate leaves were lovely and the dish was flourishing. A leaf is covered with leaves of another vegetable, which are layered on top of each other, and the leaves are covered with elf cream.

Frost is white, and some become granular. A touch, the feeling of cold instantly covered the whole finger. At this time, Grandfather Sun became curious and the light became stronger. Most vegetable gardens are covered with strong sunlight. In this way, a spectacular phenomenon of "south" and "north" appeared in a place in the vegetable garden.

The poor in the north. Live in a cold place! The eyes gradually shifted to the distance, and the footsteps involuntarily came to a lettuce field. Lettuce is not so green, and there are many holes in the leaves. I think: it is precisely because these lettuce are not afraid of bud worms, are not afraid of hardship, and have perseverance that they can live to this day!

A place has a scene, and a scene has a kind of beauty. Although the Happy Farm in our school is not as representative, beautiful and attractive as other tourist attractions, it also has its own characteristics and beauty. I love Happy Farm!

Fan Wener:

Today, I went to my grandmother's house in the country to see the vegetables in the garden. Early in the morning, I came to the vegetable garden with a small hoe on my back. First, I went to the potato shed. I dug carefully with a small hoe for fear of breaking the potatoes inside. Grandpa said it would take some effort, otherwise it wouldn't be dug up.

Then, I slowly dug the hoe into the soil. Digging the hoe to the roots of potato seedlings, one by one bright yellow potatoes leaned out of their heads, opened their sleepy eyes and stretched themselves. It is still pouting unhappily, as if complaining that we have disturbed their dreams.

I'll pick it up again. In a short time, the big basket is full of small potatoes! Then, I came to the field where I grow beans. I pulled the beans with my hand, and the beans were pulled down by me, and the bean stalks were broken by me. Grandpa told me, "How can you pick beans like this?"

Grandpa gave me a demonstration after he finished. When picking beans, you must hold the bottom of the beans with your hands and gently pick them off. Don't use too much force, otherwise the bean stalks will break easily. I picked one like this, and it really didn't break the bean stalk. I shelled the beans. The lovely little bean lies in the green cradle and falls asleep peacefully.

I'll take the beans out and gently put them in my mouth. When I bite them, the sweet taste will overflow in my mouth. I ate one after another and was very happy. The sun rose slowly into the sky, and the golden sun shone on the fields. I also picked up a hoe, carrying a basket full of vegetables and reluctantly left the vegetable garden.