At the end of this composition about harvesting wheat

After breakfast, Wan Li is clear and Wan Li is cloudless. My mother and I are going to cut wheat.

Ah! What a harvest scene! I saw the endless golden wheat, the wheat stood upright, a breeze blew, and the wheat waves fluctuated, as if playing the music of harvest. In the field, the farmer's uncle is harvesting wheat. You see, a group of three people and a group of five people are so energetic.

The whole field was moving, and I urged my mother to do it quickly, thinking, "What's the big deal about cutting wheat?" It's really a piece of cake for me. " I am eager to run ahead. In the field, my mother cut in front and I followed. Seeing my mother cutting wheat skillfully, I followed her. Bundles after bundles were cut for less than an hour. I am very tired, but I still work hard. After a while, I was sweating profusely. I really want to back down, but on second thought, if I just go home and get teased by my grandparents, I will be ashamed and I will start working again. I cut and cut, not discouraged. At noon, I was panting with sadness. I am so tired that my back aches and my limbs are weak. I really panicked ... I finally went back to camp with my parents.

When I got home, I was lying in bed and my parents were still busy. My father feeds the cows in the back circle, my mother cooks in the kitchen and I sleep here. I'm really ashamed. So I got up to help my mother cook. My mother smiled and said I was sensible. At this time, my heart is sweeter than eating honey.

This incident made me understand: if your faith can still stand, then nothing can make you fall. I know the hard work and sweat of my parents, who are desperate to create a better life for us.