My first time, overcoming difficulties, I grew vegetables on the farm alone and slept alone. (composition) 600 words

It is sunny today. My parents and I happily came to the vegetable garden of Baliqiao School to grow vegetables. Along the way, I pedaled my bike with all my strength and sped on the expressway.

We prepared our tools and walked happily to the vegetable field without saying anything. The vegetables in the vegetable field are really lush: rapeseed sprints upward quickly, trying to be as tall as Dashuge; Garlic seedlings also grow very fast and want to compete with leeks; Green onions are not backward, and they are green. Our vegetable fields were trimmed by grandparents, with ridges and covered with thin plastic films. I looked at the vegetable seedlings again: how to grow vegetable seedlings when the vegetable fields are covered?

I saw my mother dug several small holes in the plastic film with a small shovel, put the vegetable seedlings in the holes and buried them in the soil. Then, my work should start. I held up the watering can full of water, and a few words popped out of my mouth: "It's so heavy, so heavy!" " With a crash, some water spilled on the ground. Dad mumbled a few words to me: "Let adults know if you can't carry it! "Don't be brave!" I rolled my eyes at my father and struggled to raise the watering can to water the seedlings. I was about to sprinkle water on the first seedling when my mother told me, "Niuniu, be careful, don't sprinkle water on the leaves of the seedling." I carefully watered the roots of the seedlings, and soon, the hole was filled with water. Then water the second and third trees. Slowly, I mastered the law, and one seedling after another was full of water.

After watering, mother began to fill the soil. Mother used a small shovel to dig out some wet soil at the edge of the ridge and break it. Grab the broken soil particles by hand and stuff them into the small holes, then press them hard on the roots of the seedlings. Small vegetable seedlings all straightened up and swayed in the spring breeze. Finally, my mother sealed the hole in the plastic film with soil, saying it was to avoid growing grass. I also filled a few holes like my mother. I was worried that the soil was not buried well, and the seedlings would be blown crooked and could not stand straight, so I patted them on the soil again and printed some of my little handprints.

Because the seedlings are planted at noon, the sun is very strong and can kill these seedlings. So my father took me to the east wall of the vegetable field to shovel some weeds. We rolled the weeds loosely into a ball, like handfuls of umbrellas, covering the seedlings gently. Now, Xin Wei people are like slim girls, holding a green umbrella, so they won't get sunburned.

After a long time, the vegetable seedlings were planted. Although a little tired, I am still very happy.