When weeding at noon, sweat dripped down the soil. How to expand it into a paragraph of about 50 words and use rhetorical devices?

"After cutting the grain at noon, sweat dripped into the soil. Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard. " When reading this poem, I will always see an old farmer hoeing and sowing in the field under the scorching sun, and his sweat drops one by one in the soil under the seedlings.

Whenever we throw away the leftover food, can we think of the farmer's uncle who works hard in the hot summer? Whenever we hate the dark skin and calloused hands of farmers' uncles, have we ever thought that the white rice we eat is the crystallization of their sweat?

In fact, every grain of rice is bought with the sweat of farmers' uncles, but it is not taken for granted in many people's eyes and often wastes food. I remember when I was a child, I always spilled rice on the table every time I ate. My father told me affectionately, "Daughter, don't waste it!" "But every time I turned a deaf ear to my father's advice, I didn't know how hard the farmer's uncle was until I was sensible now and read this poem again.

Now our life is getting richer and richer, and we don't have to worry about food and clothing. Even so, we can't be extravagant. Although we are well-fed and well-dressed, have you ever heard that in a certain corner of the world, there are still many people struggling for survival because they live in a hungry and cold environment ... Every time I see pictures of children in poor mountainous areas, I can't help crying. ...

People of our age live in poor mountainous areas. When they are in rags and eating stone-like steamed bread, we are still wasting it endlessly. ...

As a primary school student, we are not creators of wealth now, but consumers. Because of this, we should respect the farmer's uncle and cherish the good habit of food!