Part I: Planting Bean Sprouts

Recently, our class set off a wind of planting bean sprouts - a homework assignment assigned by the science teacher.

I just received the seeds, the heart is like a three-volt day to eat a cool watermelon, happy. First of all, I found a small box, filled with soil in the box, put the mung bean seeds inside the soil, watered a little. The next step was a long wait. I like a magic, as long as I have time to run to the box next to watch, a look is ten minutes, I can not wait for it to quickly grow buds. This is how a day passes quickly.

Early the next morning, I slipped to the classroom behind my teacher's back to see if the little bean sprouts I planted had grown. "Yikes! It peeled off the skin," I exclaimed. I didn't realize that mung beans sprouted so quickly. I didn't think twice about it, so I couldn't wait to admire the shoots. I saw that its stem was attached to the seed and had only grown about one centimeter, which was hard to notice if you didn't look closely. The stem is tender and yellow, like a newborn baby, really cute!

On the third day, the little bean sprouts in my careful care, and grew a small section of the rod, I am more than happy. But let me be surprised that this time the bean sprouts grow so fast: the morning saw it only grew a cut, and then look at it in the afternoon when it grew a cut. This makes me confused.

A few days passed, my little bean sprouts "grown-up"! Its pole has grown a lot, but also more two small leaves! I told my friends about this "happy event", they all came to see me that "grow into a talent" of the big bean sprouts, how to appreciate are not enough! I thought as long as I had been so carefully cared for it, it will grow taller and taller, until the flowers and fruits. But I was wrong.

Not two days later, I was full of joy to open the cabinet door, but found my bean sprouts drooping head down, as if sick. I was puzzled, with this question to find the science teacher, the science teacher told me with a smile: "Bean sprouts also need to be carefully cared for, it is impossible to grow up, blossom and bear fruit in such an environment. Growing mung beans is subject to conditions and environment, and flowering and fruiting are also related to many factors. The teacher will tell you slowly in class." Listening to the teacher's words, I nodded my head as if I understood. I eagerly look forward to the next science class.

Part II: Hydroponic Bean Sprouts

In the synthesis class, the teacher asked us to make hydroponic bean sprouts in groups of six after class, according to the method in the synthesis book. "Can beans sprout even with hydroponics?" I held the question to find all the people, began the experiment.

The book says that the first to soak the beans for 24 hours. I carefully selected some soybean into the basin, and added a lot of water. At this point, lying in the water, crowded as a baby-like soybean, actually began to spit bubbles. Slowly, the body of the beans seem to become more soft. Finally, the soybean stopped breathing, but the original small body rose a circle, smooth skin may be because of soaking for a long time, actually like the wrinkles on the face of the old man, unsightly. After a while, they shed a layer of skin for a new coat, and became smooth and oily. The next morning, I moved their home into the rice basket, covered with a layer of wet gauze, brought to the school.

The beans poked around with their big bellies, trying to familiarize themselves with their new environment. In the afternoon, I was ready to give the soybean bath, a lift of the gauze, I was surprised and screamed. Originally, in the fat boy head, grew a white tender "hair". Hair broke through the fat boy's clothes, looking around. This bud, in the breeze, dancing gently on the melody. It may be insignificant in the eyes of others, but in my eyes is the messenger of success. I lowered my head and smelled it, and at once, a fresh and natural' smell filled my nose. Heh, this is they are reporting to me the health of the body!

A few days in a row, the bean sprouts are growing well, although there are a few rotten, but do not care. On this day, I again visited the small soybean, their buds have grown into roots, a few centimeters long, sticking out of the bottom of the basket, able to support their wobbly stand. At the end of the heel, there are some 2 cm or so of whiskers, together with the bean sprouts of the slightly S-shaped root, like a centipede with only a few pairs of legs. In the greenish sprout, two tightly closed leaves are quietly spreading. This exudes vitality of the leaves tell us that success is coming.

Through this experiment of hydroponic bean sprouts, I realized that I have to be patient, careful and attentive to do anything in order to succeed. Just like this bean sprout, isn't it because of our careful care that it takes root and grows leaves?

Part 3: Bean Sprouts

A few days ago, I found a small bucket and a small basket with many holes, and then grabbed a handful of soybeans and put them into the small basket. Tell you what, I'm making bean sprouts from soybeans.

I went into the kitchen, first under the faucet to rinse the soybeans, and then poured the soybeans into a cup of water to soak in water. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes, and you'll be able to get them to look good.

The next day, I couldn't wait to see the soybeans I had soaked for a day. Only to see the soybean "clothes" wrapped in delicate germ. Its color has become lighter, like a full of water doll, holding out the stomach, lying comfortably in the cup of water. I immediately pour the cup of water, and a food bag torn into two halves, half of the basket spread in the soybean, pour the soybean, the other half to cover the soybean, and finally put the basket into the bucket with a lid, mom told me not to cover the bucket lid tightly to leave a little space to let the soybean air, I press my mother's instructions to move the lid a little.

After a few days, my mom said that the soybeans grew buds, became bean sprouts, and could be eaten. I opened the lid of the bucket, and saw every soybean has grown buds, tender, fat, like the goat's crook tied on the head of the nyonya, I was so happy that I danced, and told my mom to hurry up and fry the bean sprouts.

Eating their own hands raw bean sprouts, my heart is beautiful.

Part IV: Bean Sprout Heart

It was probably the grayest day I've ever experienced since I was a kid. Because of a terrible final exam, I had to face cold eyes and mocking sarcasm from my family almost every day. What I read in their eyes was not anger and rage, but disgust - real, genuine disgust. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this, and I'm sure you'll be able to get a good look at this.

Another afternoon, I once again could not stand the cold eyes of my family, wandering downstairs. The harsh sunlight reflected my disheveled figure. The heart of a cold, but I did not shed tears, I have no tears, I have been numb, as just now my father scolded me as: "You whole a walking corpse!" I slowly squatted against the wall, buried my head y between my arms, I want to cry, I want to completely cry, all the grievances in the past few days to vent out. But I can't cry, my tears have dried up.

Lifting my head, a pair of feet appeared in front of me, I slowly tilted my head up to follow it upwards, it was little x. She frowned at me. "Do you want to stay depressed like this?" She asked. I turned my head to the side and didn't squeak. "A little setback like that is going to bring you down? You're so fragile!" She continued, "Come with me!" Without a word, she took my hand and dragged me hard to the other side of the yard.

There were a few pots there, but almost every one of them had a few slabs of stone pressed against it. "These are the bean sprouts ...... I sprouted," she paused, then said, "the best bean sprouts!" "Crushed to death long ago." I said dismissively. She bent down to move the stone plate, so heavy that people are strained to move it, let alone pressing on the slender bean sprouts. "Don't make a fool of yourself, okay, have you ever seen anyone sprouting bean sprouts and pressing a few stones? Your bean sprouts would have been crushed to death long ago!" I shouted at her impatiently, turning around to leave.

"Wait a minute! You see," she said, picking up the pot and handing it to me. I disdainfully glanced at the basin, and was stunned - that was pressed by the stone plate bean sprouts, not only did not break, and grow more thick. The bean sprouts, stubbornly straightened their bodies, proudly tilted their heads toward the sky, toward the direction of the sun. "Even bean sprouts know how to grow under heavy pressure," she said, "and none of the ones that haven't been crushed by the slate have grown as thick as they have. And that man-doesn't he?" She looked up at me.

I stood there frozen for a long time. Yes! There is not only wind and sunshine in life, but also bitter rain and wind, but, after the darkness is the dawn, after the winter is the spring!

Since then, encountered setbacks, I never thought of giving up, thought of escaping, because there is a seed in my heart, that is, bean sprouts heart!

Part V: "Bean Sprouts"

I grew up very thin, and brought me up grandmother often said to the neighbors: "I have this granddaughter, look at the bones of no meat, too poor, really like a soybean sprout. "

When I first entered elementary school, my grandmother said to my teacher, "Teacher, this child is so thin and weak, like a soybean sprout. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this," he said.

From then on, Grandma ordered in front of the whole family: "My granddaughter is called Huang Yanya, a beautiful girl, we can not say that she is like soybean sprouts in the future!

As I grew older, I slowly became more beautiful.

As I got older, I got prettier and prettier!

Among my classmates, I hated Ming the most, because he often called me "Huang Yanya-'soybean sprout'!" I hated him to death! That day during recess, he said to me in front of so many classmates, "Hey, 'soybean sprout', can I use your racket?" Although I didn't take his accent, I angrily took out my racket and slapped him three times hard on his arm. Little Ming hurt so much that he went to tell his teacher with tears in his eyes!

Later, the teacher knew why I hated the nickname "soybean sprouts", and said to me: "Huang Yanya, in fact, your nickname is quite elegant, personality! You see: nutritionally speaking, soybean sprouts are food with high protein content, which can enhance the body's ability to fight viruses. From the quality side, soybean sprouts grow upward, giving people a kind of strength, hope and anger."

Listening to the teacher's words, I felt as if I had really become a positive bean sprout, and my heart was soothed. Xiao Ming listened with great interest and made faces at me one after another.

Finally, the teacher said: "Huang Yanya, if interested, you go online and look up the poem of the Southern Song poet Fang Yue: 'Mountain room sweeping the floor cloth bean grains, do not bother the diligent lotus smoke in the hoe; hand divided waterfall springs sprinkled for the rain, covered with the old tiles such as a dome ...... ' You will love grandma, classmates *** with send you this nickname!"

Haha, the teacher woke me up in a dream, Fang Yue of the Southern Song Dynasty gave soybean sprouts such a high evaluation, I now like, but also very accustomed to classmates shouted me "soybean sprouts"!