Mr Xiao Lao's composition is 500 words.

Usually my father always says I'm lazy. This really made me angry, so I decided to do it.

Here's your chance! My grandparents are going to grow vegetables in a vegetable garden by the white river, and my parents are not at home because of something. I quickly encouraged my grandparents to take me with me.

Riding grandpa's sightseeing tricycle, we arrived at our destination soon. I picked up the small shovel I had already prepared and was about to start work. I didn't expect grandma to laugh behind me: "Wait, what are you doing with a toy?"

I looked at the shovel in my hand in surprise. I didn't expect my grandmother to carry a shovel higher than me. It is difficult for me to pick it up, let alone work with it.

Grandma saw my embarrassment and said helplessly, "Forget it, you'd better change it to a smaller size!" " "Say that finish, and carry out a shorter hoe. I took a hoe and started my first labor trip.

First, hoe. I swung my hoe, smashed it into the ground, and then turned it hard, and I dug up a large piece of soil. I also used the side of the hoe to break the clods and loosen them, and then "blasted" the stones out, and then patted the soil loose and soft. At first, I was qualified for this job easily, but the more I worked, the heavier my hoe became, and I had to work hard every time.

It took a lot of effort to finally hoe a large area of land. "Whoosh-"I'm too tired to get up sitting on the ground. Grandma said sadly, "Don't do it, I'll do it." Grandpa disagreed: "Now the child has never suffered, let her come." This stimulated me again, and there was a tough flame burning in my body, which I didn't want to show.

Turn up another piece of land weakly. Slowly, the sweat dripped through my shirt, one drop, two drops, and the sweat dripped on the ground. I sweated like rain, and really realized the taste of "weeding at noon and sweating the soil".

After grandma's acceptance, my work is qualified. I sighed. At this time, my grandparents brought two boxes of peanuts, which are seeds to be planted.

Grandma took a spade with a sharp mouth and made a series of ditches in the soil. Needless to say, this is the "operational base" of the "Peanut Corps".

Grandpa and I were holding a box, and the peanut soldiers were evenly distributed in the trenches. Grandma covered the peanut corps with a shovel behind us. We brought some well water and made some nutritional supplements for them.

After the whole process, I was so tired that my back ached and my legs cramped, and my clothes wrung out a handful of water. I almost collapsed on the tricycle, my limbs ached, my back was almost stiff, and I couldn't make any effort. At this time, my parents came by car. Dad exclaimed: "Hey, my Miss Jiao can actually hoe the ground, which is not simple!" " ! When peanuts bear fruit, they are definitely not delicious! "

A green scene in the field suddenly appeared in my mind, and peanuts swaying in the wind seemed to thank me! Thought of here, all my efforts suddenly vanished. ...

This labor made me understand the hardships of cultivation; This labor made me realize the true meaning of "every grain is hard"; I will never forget this work!