In our daily life, work and study, everyone has been exposed to writing to some extent. Writing is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. So how do you write a general composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition on strawberry. Welcome to share. Writing a composition about strawberries 1

On Sunday, the sky was clear and sunny. My parents and I went to Liujiaxia to pick strawberries.

when the car was driving on the highway, I looked around, and the valleys were covered with colorful small wild flowers, red as fire, pink as chardonnay and white as jade, and there were large tracts of rape flowers, which seemed to lay a golden carpet on the ground.

Soon, we came to Liujiaxia. We walked through a country road and came to the strawberry shed. We opened the straw curtain of the shed. Before my eyes, we saw delicate little strawberries, some all red, some green, some half red and half green, quietly hiding under the green leaves, like a shy little girl, looking at our guests from afar with curious eyes.

We started picking strawberries. I picked them carefully with my small basket. Each strawberry is different in size and shape, some are like love, some are like lanterns, and some are twins. Looking at them makes my mouth water. I reached out and squeezed the vine of the little strawberry. A little red strawberry came to my hand with its beautiful green straw hat and put it in my mouth. It was sweet and sour. It was really delicious. Soon, my basket was full of all kinds of strawberry babies.

in the evening, my parents and I sat in the farmhouse, eating strawberries picked by ourselves and enjoying the beautiful countryside. It was really very happy.

(Teacher's comment: "I reached out and held the vine of a small strawberry. With a gentle pinch, a small red strawberry came to my hand with its beautiful green straw hat." The verbs "reach, pinch and pinch" are used accurately. The proper use of rhetorical devices such as personification and metaphor makes the exercise more vivid. Writing a composition about strawberries 2

My hometown is Yimeng, where strawberries are abundant. Every summer, I always like to go to grandma's house to taste the red strawberries.

both rural people and urban people always like to eat attractive strawberries. Yes, strawberry is chubby, covered with sesame seeds and wearing a little green hat. It is so cute that it will definitely increase your appetite. Indeed, when you put a strawberry in your mouth, it immediately feels smooth and delicate. When you chew it, your mouth is full of strawberry sweet and red juice, with a trace of acidity in the sweetness. Let you have an endless aftertaste ...

What rural children like to do best is to carry a small bucket of water, wear straw hats, walk on the ridge of the field and look at the red strawberries. Find your own land, pick a few ripe strawberries and lovingly put them in a small bucket, sit under the tree beautifully, blow the cool wind and eat sweet strawberries. What a happy thing it is!

every drop of delicious strawberry juice is obtained through the hard work of farmers. They planted strawberries in the sun, and a drop of sweat soaked the land ... Looking at the growing strawberries, their faces were filled with happy smiles. Every few days, they will use buckets to pick water from the river and water strawberries ... Day after day, strawberries are ripe, and farmers can finally catch their breath, but they have to sell them to the strawberry market as soon as possible. Although I am very tired, I feel very gratified to see the fruits I have earned with my hungry labor!

Although strawberries can't compete with big and sweet watermelons; Not as good as red and fragrant apples; No match for the exquisitely carved lychee; It's no match for a big yellow orange. However, strawberry has its own characteristics. It is refreshing and delicious, and people have to admire its sweetness and delicacy after eating it. It is precisely because of its characteristics that everyone falls for it! Come and taste strawberries, Yimeng welcomes you! Writing a composition on strawberries 3

"The wind blows gently, butterflies fly, and a little girl goes up the mountain to pick strawberries ..." Listening to this beautiful song, my friends and I made an appointment to pick strawberries in the strawberry garden. When I came to the strawberry garden, I realized that strawberries grew in greenhouses.

When I entered the greenhouse, I saw rows of strawberry seedlings arranged neatly, like soldiers waiting for inspection. The green leaves are green and shiny, and under the leaves are strawberry fruits like rubies. There are white flowers between green leaves and red fruits. See here. We couldn't help it any longer, and we were in a hurry to pick strawberries. At this time, the owner of the strawberry garden reminded us: "When picking strawberries, be careful of your feet, don't step on strawberries, and don't pick strawberry flowers, because a flower is a strawberry." We all said, "Good!" After the host said that, he gave each of us a basin for picking strawberries.

We can finally pick strawberries, and each of us can't wait to find the picking target. Then we compete to see who picks the strawberries big and red. I watched and searched carefully until I saw a big red strawberry. I picked the nearby strawberry and looked at the distant one, and found that the strawberry in the distance was bigger. When I hurried over, I felt that the original strawberry was redder. I really didn't know which to pick. So we picked strawberries and took pictures. After a while, the parents said, "well, don't pick it!" " We stopped. We compared the strawberries we picked together.

wow! Strawberry fruit is crystal clear in the sunlight. Zhang Wenbo's basin is almost full of strawberries; Strawberries are the reddest when they are picked. I picked strawberries with the most uniform size. After paying the bill, we began to taste strawberries. I took a bite, ah! My Sweetie's is not sour at all, which is much more delicious than strawberries sold in fruit shops. After tasting strawberries, we embarked on the return journey with the joy of harvest. I want to go home quickly and let grandma and dad taste the milk strawberries I picked myself. Writing a composition about strawberries 4

My hometown is in Sheyang, the coast of the Yellow Sea. Oh, it's a bit big, to be exact, Haihe Town. If you come to my hometown as a guest, I will definitely invite you to taste our specialty. Let you guess first: it is wearing a red coat with beautiful polka dots and a small green crown on its head. By the way, it is the famous strawberry.

Strawberries are rich in nutrition and are known as the "fruit queen". Our strawberries grow in greenhouses, and we can eat fresh strawberries all year round. Eating strawberries has many advantages: helping digestion, protecting teeth and refreshing breath ... Strawberries can be eaten directly, and can also be made into strawberry juice, strawberry jam, strawberry wine and other delicious foods. The strawberries here are very beautiful. They are all big, red, fragrant and sweet. Just smelling them makes people drool. When picking strawberries, the air is full of sweet strawberry flavor.

every time I go to grandma's house, I always go to the greenhouse with my sister and pick a basket full of strawberries. Grandma washes strawberries before eating them. Let's wash our hands first. We stretched out our little black hands and rubbed them in the washbasin. In a short time, the water was washed so that we could not see the bottom of the basin. By this time, grandma had put the strawberries after bathing on the small table at the door, and my sister and I moved a small stool to sit at the table and enjoyed the delicious food. I picked up a strawberry and took a delicious bite. It was delicious and sweet, with a little sour taste, which made people feel relaxed and happy. It was delicious! I ate one after another, humming and pouting from time to time, like a little pig.

are you drooling, too? Come quickly, I will treat you well and let you eat enough. Writing a composition about strawberries 5

Today, my uncle took my mother and me to pick strawberries.

when I got to the farm, I saw greenhouses everywhere. Where are the strawberries? Just when I was confused, my uncle stopped the car, and my mother took me to the greenhouse to have a look. I was shocked: so strawberries are hiding here! The first feeling when I walked into the greenhouse was the heat. I felt like I was walking into a steamer, and my whole body began to sweat. It was so hot that I couldn't wait to break into the popsicle wholesale store and rob all the popsicles. Look, I'm dripping with sweat before I start picking it.

There are five colors in the greenhouse: brown of the soil, green of strawberry leaves, pale yellow of raw strawberries, bright red of ripe strawberries and white of strawberry flowers. Strawberry leaves are like green love, embracing strawberries. Each strawberry flower has five petals as white as snow, with several bright yellow "little candles"-stamens inserted in the middle. When the breeze blows, flowers and leaves dance with the wind, strawberries show their true colors: some strawberries are too shy and their faces are flushed, so they are suddenly discovered by my eyes; Some strawberries are pale, so they simply lie on the ground and pretend to be indifferent.

I bent down, parted the layers of green leaves, and found a big ripe strawberry lying on the ground, which made me drool like a lazy sheep. I couldn't wait to reach out and pick it hard. As a result, the strawberry was crushed and the juice was all over my hand. I can't bear to throw it away, so I quickly put it in my mouth. It's cold and sweet, not to mention how delicious it is. After eating one, I walked forward carefully for fear of stepping on the "mine" on the ground-strawberries. Sweat is like a broken bead, falling straight down. I don't care about it. I sweat and continue to pick it. I pick it with my left hand. Feeding your right hand into your mouth, you are very busy.

when I'm full, I'll help my mother with her work. Mom picked it and I packed it. In less than half an hour, we filled the box.

now I have a little experience: you can't pick strawberries too hard. If you do, you won't get strawberries, but strawberry juice or strawberry jam. Writing Strawberry Composition 6

Hehe, it may be a bit impolite to call her aunt, but I really can't call someone who is neither old nor young, just an honest and dutiful foreigner, and she is just setting up a stall like others. Just when I was about to make up lessons, I met her. When I found that I was late, when I returned, she was still doing her duty there. It was already afternoon, and she was selling a bowl of cold noodles loudly!

My mother went over and bought some strawberries. She called her mother "the boss's wife", hahaha, which killed me. Her words always seemed funny and humorous. She said she would invite me to eat strawberries? ! I'm a little surprised. Who wants to give what they sell to others? What's more, I haven't even met her! I felt embarrassed and didn't eat, so she changed the subject: "Boss, how old is your daughter?" What she said was a local dialect mixed with some foreign accents. I couldn't hear it clearly or understand it. My mother looked up and said, "Thirteen!" " Aunt is short, and I am taller than her by a head. She screamed in surprise. I was almost deaf when I stood next to her, but I was not polite. "Thirteen? ! ! So high! ！” I really want to roll my eyes. Can children be tall now? My impression of her is getting worse and worse: what a freak! Are outsiders so enthusiastic? So bold?

A pair of boys and a group of girls came across, and she shouted again, "Come and have a look, handsome girls! ！” Then she introduced it again: "@% ...&; *& ……￥#@@！ %……%……￥%& & * () ... @ # @ # RMB% ... "Alas! I wasted my weekend time in vain, alas! She also saw some signs, and when we were leaving, she gave the basket to everyone: "It's more convenient to look good with it!" "

On the way back, I kept thinking: Are foreigners generous? Writing a composition about strawberries 7

In the spring of March, the weather is sunny and sunny, which is a good season for traveling. Last Sunday, my father suggested that our whole family go to the orchard to pick strawberries. I raised my hands and agreed, so we headed for the strawberry shed in Guodian Dong's hometown. Sitting in the car with great joy and eagerness to see how strawberries grow, I feel that time passes slowly, and I really want to get in touch with nature at my destination.

The car also ran forward like "throwing joy". I sat in the car and looked out through the window. The buildings flashed in front of my eyes and quickly left the bustling and crowded city. Then I caught sight of the greenhouses, and then I smelled a breath of fresh air and fields. Just then, my mother pointed out the window: Then I saw arched greenhouses covered with plastic sheets. I cried happily and couldn't wait to go in and see what strawberries really looked like. Just then, my father found a shed near the road and stopped. Dad gave the order: "get to the station and get off." I quickly ran out of the car and saw that the door of the greenhouse read-strawberry planting base. I went into the greenhouse, and when I saw it, rows of strawberries stood neatly together, and each strawberry tree bore many fruits, big and red. I took a basket and began to pick it. I carefully selected a big red strawberry and put it in my mouth without washing or wiping it. "Oh, it's so sweet." The first time I saw the growth of strawberries, the first time I tasted such fresh fruits. At this time, mom and dad also began to pick it up.

when I picked strawberries, I found that some strawberries were shaped like hearts, some were spherical, and some had bumpy surfaces with many small seeds. After a while, I saw a huge "Big Mac" strawberry in the grass not far away. I was overjoyed and reached out to pick it. I didn't expect that I stepped on the ground and fell to the ground ... This time my family went to pick strawberries, and I gained a lot, which not only satisfied my appetite, but also increased my knowledge. Mother said, "We should do more such activities in the future." Writing a composition about strawberries 8

My hometown is Pukou, and there are countless strawberries in my hometown.

when winter goes and spring comes, strawberries will gradually mature. At that time, strawberries were not a little bit, but a large piece. Looking from a distance, it seems to be a carpet paved with rubies, which is even more charming with a little green leaves. If you observe strawberries very carefully, you will find them very interesting. The surface of strawberry doesn't look good, and there are some "sesame seeds" on it, but it should be some small seeds, right? In fact, if you really look carefully, you will feel more and more like a ruby with a beautiful green hat on it. Although it is not very beautiful, it will taste sweet and delicious immediately after a bite.

here comes the butterfly, dancing among the strawberries; Bees came, humming and humming, and picking pollen happily. If this scene is a painting, then this painting is really a real living painting!

If you pick strawberries, you will find that they have some beautiful colors: some are blue because they are immature and hard; Some are light yellow, half-cooked, and a little soft; Others are crimson and ripe. If you want to pick them, you should be gentle, or you will have to squeeze out the honey juice of strawberries, which will not taste good.

strawberries are very fragrant. It smells so good that it attracts hardworking bees in the distance. And there are a lot of little bees. It is because of the thick fragrance of strawberries that they ripen. Why? It turns out that if strawberry flowers have not been pollinated by bees, it is difficult to grow strawberries. If grass grows,