As soon as I came to the vegetable field, I thought, "What's so difficult about growing vegetables? It's not easy to dig a hole to put rapeseed down! " At this time, my grandmother seemed to know my mind and said to me, "this dish looks like a trivial matter, and it is not easy to cook." There is still a lot of learning in this. " After listening to grandma's words, I thought, "grandma must be lying to me." I don't believe it, because growing vegetables requires knowledge. " Watching grandma dig a hole in the ground with the tip of an iron hoe, that's all. I immediately picked up an iron hoe and dug on the ground. Really dug a hole. Soon, I dug dozens of holes I asked my grandmother to see my masterpiece. When she saw it, she didn't say yes. She pointed at me and said, "What pit did you dig, high or low?"
After that, she picked up an iron hoe and destroyed all my pits. Then she patiently taught me by hand. Grandma said, "Growing vegetables is just like being a human being. You have to be down-to-earth, step by step, and lay a good foundation, so you are not afraid of nothing. " I learned the way my grandmother taught me to dig in an orderly way. It was really good, much better than before. It turns out that growing vegetables requires knowledge.
I thank my grandma for teaching me how to grow vegetables, and also for teaching me how to be a useful person in the future.
2. Write a composition of about 300 words about growing vegetables, which is true and concrete. Grandma has vegetable fields and learns to grow vegetables.
Many vegetables are planted in the field, including eggplant, cucumber, tomato, cabbage and pumpkin. Every time I go to pick those fresh vegetables with my grandmother, I wonder when it would be great to have a piece of land of my own.
Do it. I spent the whole morning on a small piece of land near my grandmother.
I turned up the soil in the field and dug the edge of the field neatly, and found that some farm manure was mixed in the soil. After that, I asked my grandma to plant some cucumber seedlings in the field and water them. After a while, I ran to the field to see it.
Hey! They have blossomed and borne fruit. Cucumbers with thick thumbs are hung on vines and hidden under leaves, and the wind blows slowly.
I am so happy that I want to touch my grades. Oh, dear! Strange, why are there so many small thorns on cucumbers? It stings a little.
Why is this? I asked my grandmother with questions. Grandma told me: "This is cucumber protecting itself.
I have thorns to protect myself from other things. When it is fully mature, those thorns will naturally fall off. "
It turns out that plants have the ability to protect themselves! It seems that growing vegetables is really a science. In the future, I will learn a variety of dishes with my grandmother. I grew my own food, grandma said. It was delicious.
3. Begging for a vegetable composition (400) is urgent. Grandma is an old farmer born and raised in Huang Du. She likes growing vegetables.
Grandma is an expert in growing vegetables. What impressed me most when I was a child was a large clearing in front of the door. As usual, neighbors divided the open space into houses and planted vegetables one by one, but grandma planted the most vegetables. I remember waking up every morning, I always find my grandmother's figure active in this reclaimed vegetable field in front of my house.
All year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter. Rape, garlic sprout, leek, lettuce, cabbage and cucumber are arranged in turn in the vegetable bed ... lush, patchwork and everything. With the change of seasons, the varieties in the field also change in turn.
In recent years, grandma lost her usual busyness because of demolition and land acquisition, but she is still a restless person. She cultivated another vegetable field on the wasteland near the village. As usual, she likes growing vegetables. Grandma gets up at 4 o'clock every morning and helps her precious vegetables in her garden. I often hear grandpa shouting at the door, urging her to come back for breakfast. Grandma spends most of her time in the vegetable field, unlike the old man next door who chats and plays mahjong all day. In this way, cooking and other housework will naturally be "handed over" to grandpa.
Grandma cooks most of her own dishes. Because of her excellent popularity, there are many ways to get fertilizer: every once in a while, she puts a plastic bucket in a shop selling aquatic products in the vegetable market, and takes the collected rotten fish and shrimp back and buries it underground for fermentation; She contacted some mushroom farmers in the next village, asked for some discarded bags and buried them underground for fermentation. She buys duck eggs from mobile vendors, and then vendors send her some duck droppings from time to time or bury them underground for fermentation. Suddenly found that in addition to growing vegetables, grandma's marketing ability is really unusual.
I can't figure out why my grandmother likes growing vegetables so much, compared with our neighbors. My mother has brought her to our house many times, but she always complains that the house in the city is not suitable for her, and she is eager to go back every time she stays for one night. I was often absent-minded when I was in our house. I called my grandfather who worked in the village committee to cover the film in the field, and called my father-in-law next door to ask if there were any chickens involved in her vegetable field. I keep asking her, we only eat a small part of your vegetables, and the rest are given to our neighbors. Why bother? She always laughs but doesn't answer. Slowly, I understood some truth: in fact, grandma is not just growing vegetables, she is managing a kind of beauty and harmony. Here, she devoted herself to hardships and sweat, but she was moved and hoped. In her life, growing vegetables has become her spiritual sustenance. So, can the harvest be harvested?
4. Write a composition of about 300 words about growing vegetables, which is true and concrete. Grandma has a vegetable field at home.
Learn to grow vegetables
Many vegetables are planted in the field, including eggplant, cucumber, tomato, cabbage and pumpkin. Every time I go to pick those fresh vegetables with my grandmother, I wonder when it would be great to have a piece of land of my own.
Do it. I spent the whole morning on a small piece of land near my grandmother. I turned up the soil in the field and dug the edge of the field neatly, and found that some farm manure was mixed in the soil. After that, I asked my grandma to plant some cucumber seedlings in the field and water them.
After a while, I ran to the field to see it. Hey! They have blossomed and borne fruit. Cucumbers with thick thumbs are hung on vines and hidden under leaves, and the wind blows slowly. I am so happy that I want to touch my grades. Oh, dear! Strange, why are there so many small thorns on cucumbers? It stings a little.
Why is this? I asked my grandmother with questions. Grandma told me: "This is cucumber protecting itself. I have thorns to protect myself from other things. When it is fully mature, those thorns will naturally fall off. "
It turns out that plants have the ability to protect themselves! It seems that growing vegetables is really a science. In the future, I will learn a variety of dishes with my grandmother. I grew my own food, grandma said. It was delicious.
5. Composition about Growing Vegetables There is a vegetable field on Dad's platform. The vegetables are not fertilized, watered or loosened.
Weeds are overgrown and it is a wasteland. It was not until we came that my mother saw this situation and blamed my father: "What vegetable field is this?" ! The food is not long, and the dog is thin and small. What are you up to? " .
Mother didn't just say that she has been busy since then. Every morning, my mother wears a sun hat, work clothes and a hoe in the hot sun.
She pulled up the weeds one by one and then watered them. After cooking and cleaning up in the afternoon, continue to work.
She was sweating like a pig in the vegetable field. Mom said that there was a lack of fertilizer in the field, so she accumulated our daily feces and took them to fertile fields.
Seeing that I didn't pee in the basin, she patiently said to me, "Baby, don't waste such a good resource, just pull it into the basin!" " I want a fat vegetable field. "The peels we eat are thrown in the trash can," she added. "This is also a good raw material for fertilizing vegetable fields. "
She nags like this every day and is so busy in the field every day. We went to Yan 'an to play, and my mother didn't arrive until she drove back.
Guess why, she went to buy seeds for planting vegetables in autumn. As soon as I got on the bus, I began to introduce to my parents and me what seeds I bought: "This is spinach seed, this is radish seed, this is coriander seed and this is cabbage seed".
Mom went to many places to buy these bags of seeds. Back on the platform, my mother began to sow these seeds in the field, and when my father was alone, I could eat fresh vegetables.
After almost a week, all the food in Dad's field can be eaten to death. Eggplants, tomatoes, green beans, pumpkin tips and peppers all came out. My mother's efforts finally paid off. At noon, we ate vegetables in the vegetable field. Dad said, "The vegetables smell good."
Mom is still searching for knowledge about planting on the Internet and planting more delicious vegetables for us. The vegetable fields on Dad's platform have changed under Mom's labor.
There are 100 words in my hometown. There are beautiful vegetable gardens and orchards in my hometown, but in my memory, the vegetable garden in my hometown is always the most beautiful. In spring, Mr. Chun came to the vegetable garden in my hometown. She brought colored paints. She gave the leaves green, the rape flowers yellow and the radish white. In sunny spring, it is everywhere. A vibrant scene, the composition "The Garden of My Hometown" in the fourth grade of primary school. In summer, the sun shines in my garden like a big fireball. I watched all the leaves in the garden burn, as if they were basked in the sun, and as if they were all putting out the fire! In autumn, all the vegetables in the garden are ripe. If you can come to my hometown at this time, you can taste delicious Chinese cabbage, fresh rapeseed and radish. How beautiful! In winter, Grandpa Dong came to my hometown vegetable garden with snow dolls. Snow doll made a naughty roll, and the garden immediately changed into a silver suit. The leaves are covered with ice flowers and everything is white. When the children saw this beautiful vegetable garden, they all smiled and said, "Vegetable garden, vegetable garden, how beautiful!" " I love the vegetable garden in my hometown, and I love my hometown even more.
7. Composition Planting Vegetables [Composition Planting Vegetables] The plan of the year lies in spring, which is the season of sowing. Grandparents in their hometown often grow a lot of side dishes in this season and write a composition to grow vegetables. The weekend just happened to catch this good opportunity.
Grandpa dug rows of small holes in the ground with a hoe. I immediately grabbed a handful of small vegetable seedlings and put one in each pit. When I was lying there, I suddenly screamed and was shocked by what I saw! There are two earthworms dug up by my grandfather struggling desperately in the pit, which is so pitiful. My tears are about to fall. Fortunately, the science book says that every broken body of an earthworm will grow into a complete earthworm in the future. I thought: Isn't there another earthworm to loosen grandpa's vegetable seedlings? In that case, I don't have to be sad. Next, I learned to plant vegetable seedlings. I picked up the vegetable seedling, leaned it against the side of the pit, picked up a piece of wet soil and pressed it against its root. After compaction, I sprinkled some small dry broken soil on the surface of the wet soil to fix the vegetable seedlings. I planted some vegetable seedlings in the same way. Grandma is responsible for watering the vegetable seedlings, and soon the dry land turns green.
Looking at these green seedlings, they seem to say to me: Our home is really spacious!
Grade 3 of Dongguang Experimental Primary School in Chengdu, Sichuan: Zhang Yuexin
8. the fun of growing vegetables composition spring is the season when everything grows. The teacher gave us an interesting assignment: looking for spring! We started ... selecting seeds. One day at the end of March, my father and I went to the seed shop in the market to buy seeds.
As soon as we entered the store, we found that there were so many seeds in the store: yellow, green, big, small, round and flat, which dazzled us! I picked and chose, and finally decided to buy three kinds of seeds: pumpkin, soybeans and beans. As soon as we got home, we couldn't wait to plant the seeds in flowerpots and water them every day, hoping that they would grow up quickly.
One day and two days passed after the seeds germinated, but there was no movement in the field. I'm really worried about whether the seeds have been eaten by something. Mother told me to wait patiently.
Three days, four days and five days passed, but the seeds still didn't germinate. I am very disappointed. On the sixth morning, I went to water again, but I was surprised to find that the seeds finally broke through the ground and poked out my little head. I shouted and jumped excitedly: "great, great, the seeds are sprouting!" " The seeds have sprouted! "Two days later, the seed grew two delicate leaves, swaying gently in the spring breeze, as if to say hello to me! Just when I was happy for them, I suddenly found that one of the vegetable seedlings was eaten by a mouse. I was furious: "Rat, you are really hateful! " " .
In the next few days, my father used plastic buckets to protect the vegetable seedlings every night in order to prevent them from being hurt by rats again. It has been two weeks since the vegetable seedlings moved, and under the careful care of my father and I, the vegetable seedlings have grown sturdily.
I gradually found that the place where they stood was getting more and more crowded and a little breathless! My father and I decided to move some vegetable seedlings to our new home and the crowded vegetable seedlings in the middle to three other flowerpots. They have enough space to grow up happily again! Through this vegetable planting, I think the world is really wonderful, and I also enjoy the fun of vegetable planting.