1. A 600-word essay on "Growing Corn" "Growing Corn" I often go to my mother-in-law's house in Nansha. There is a small vegetable garden there. I often go there with my mother-in-law to grow vegetables.

During this May Day holiday, I went back to my mother-in-law’s house again.

When I returned to my hometown, a strong aroma of vegetables hit my nostrils.

The aroma of the vegetables, the gentle breeze and the bright sunshine are simply a kind of enjoyment.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the door of my mother-in-law's house.

When I got off the car, I saw my mother-in-law walking towards me with a kind smile and said, "Ah, I have grown taller again!" My mother-in-law said as she took me to the small vegetable garden.

My mother-in-law took the corn seeds and said to me: "We are planting corn today. I will show you how to plant it first, and you can do it yourself later." I saw my mother-in-law turning the soil first, then sowing seeds, and finally irrigating.

While planting, my mother-in-law said, "Pay attention to drought and waterlogging in summer, hoe weeds, and apply fertilizer." After watching my mother-in-law demonstrate, I also tried to do it myself.

I bent down and used a shovel to turn over the soil. Due to my poor control, the soil was messed up. The weather was very hot at that time, and I wanted to give up the idea of ??planting corn.

After my mother-in-law saw that I didn't want to do it, she immediately helped me sort it out.

I dug a small hole in the soil with my hands, then gently placed the corn seeds close to the small hole, and then buried the soil on the corn seeds with my hands.

Then, I planted a dozen more corn seeds.

Finally, I got a glass of water and poured it carefully on the soil where the corn seeds were buried.

Looking at the fruits of my labor, I had a bright smile on my face.

I finally understood the meaning of this sentence: "The red sun is scorching like fire, and the field fields are half withered. The farmer's heart is like boiling water, and the king and grandson upstairs are shaking their fans."

Hi, I remembered how picky I used to be, but now I know how hard it is for farmers to grow vegetables, and I know that everything we eat is the hard work of farmers.

From now on, I must cherish food!

2. Write a 600-word essay on helping grandma plant corn. Grandma’s house has a corn field. Every autumn, there will be a big harvest of corn.

When you look at them from a distance, they stand motionless like soldiers; when you walk into them, you will find that most of them have two corn cobs on each corn stalk. The corn cobs are like a group of hide-and-seek children, hiding in

From time to time, heads poked out from the corn leaves, as if spying on children playing.

The corn cobs that don't grow well are thin, but the corn cobs at my grandma's house are thick and thick, and I can only hold them with both hands.

When you peel the corn, you will find that the corn dolls have many clothes, layer after layer.

After peeling the corn husks, a golden corn was revealed. The corn kernels were golden, like small pearls.

At this time, grandpa's face showed the joy of the harvest.