Pick up the chestnut composition

In study, work and life, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and unlimited composition. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following is my composition on picking chestnuts for you. Welcome everyone to learn from and refer to. I hope it helps you.

Picking chestnuts composition 1 Autumn October is the best time to pick chestnuts. Our school organized a small reporter to pick chestnuts on the mountain, which made me very happy!

All the way along the mountain road, there are white clouds floating in the blue sky, and I am very happy. Half an hour later, we came to Lizishan. An uncle took a long stick and knocked on the chestnuts on the tree. Soon, many "small thorns" were knocked down to the ground. These "little thorn balls" are like a group of cute little hedgehogs, and some of them have bulging bellies and revealing brown chestnuts.

This is my first time picking chestnuts. Without experience, I learned from others and looked under the chestnut tree. Sure enough, I found chestnuts, large and small, and prickly chestnuts under a lush chestnut tree. I couldn't wait to run over, only to see a few small blue thorns waving at me. Some of them grinned at me. Some didn't show a crack, afraid that I would take its fruit away; Some have jumped out of the fruit and are letting me pick it! I was about to reach for chestnuts when I was stabbed. I twisted my teeth in pain and it was difficult to pick it up. I saw a classmate gently stepping on the thorn ball with his foot, and the chestnuts came out obediently. I followed their example and finally picked up some big chestnuts.

I'm getting better at it. Some thorn balls hid in the grass and played hide-and-seek with me. This could not escape my eyes, so I picked them all up and put them in my bag. After a while, I packed a full bag.

How time flies! We should go back to school. This chestnut picking activity not only made us feel the joy of picking chestnuts, but also felt the hard-won of every chestnut. This is really a fruitful day.

On October 1st, flowers and birds were singing, and the sky was clear in Wan Li. My parents and I went to the mountains to pick chestnuts.

Along the way, I ran like a happy bird on the hillside, thinking that I must pick up a lot and take it back to my mother to taste.

"Here we are." Dad said. Have you arrived yet? Where are the chestnuts? Dad seemed to see my doubts and said, "Look at that tree!" " "hmm? Chestnuts "transformed"! My impression of chestnut is brown and black smooth particles. Now I see small round thorns hanging on the tree, like a hedgehog. Dad said that these "hedgehogs" can really prick people!

Dad picked up a long bamboo pole and knocked at the little hedgehog. The little hedgehog became a ball and fell down one by one. I quickly picked up the small poker, picked it up one by one and put it in the bamboo basket. There are also some "hedgehogs" caught in weeds, and I can't pick them up. What shall we do? I see! I stepped on the weeds with my feet, and then I took the chestnuts out of the grass. ...

Ah, a "little hedgehog" actually cracked its belly, revealing brown chestnuts. I carefully peeled off the thorn shell, took out a chestnut, stuffed it into my mouth and bit it gently. There was sweet juice in my mouth. How sweet!

How time flies! Unconsciously, the basket was full of chestnuts. We went home with baskets and full of joy and happiness of harvest!

Picking up chestnuts Composition 3 "The little boy picking up chestnuts is carrying a small schoolbag …" On the country road, I hummed and marched to Chestnut Mountain with my mother.

At the foot of Lizi Mountain, my eyes are eager to find the way up the mountain, but there is no way to go. Just when I was depressed, my mother pointed to a tree next to me and said, "Look, Xiao Xu, isn't that the way?" I paused, and suddenly it dawned on me. In this way, my mother and I climbed the first floor of the mountain with the help of the tree.

"Wow, a lot of chestnuts!" I ran towards chestnuts like a hungry wolf. I picked them out of the thorn ball one by one, but they were pricked a few times and twisted with pain ... but instead of screaming in pain, I picked them up more and more bravely. Look! One is here and the other is there. My mother and I split up and found it happily. The first floor of Lizishan was quickly picked up by us, and we marched towards the second floor, which was a little sweeping.

Unconsciously, the small bag in my hand became heavy. As soon as I saw it, my god, the originally flat bag suddenly turned into a ball, narrowing my eyes into a crescent moon ... Back at the foot of the mountain, my mother and I, you look at me, I look at you, and suddenly burst out laughing ... It turns out that we are all thanks to spider silk and rain to become veritable cats.

When I got home, my mother turned into a cook and put chestnuts in a pot to stew. The smell of chestnuts makes me drool ... I think this sweet taste will always accompany my childhood, and this painful and happy chestnut line will always be printed in my mind, and I will never forget it.

During the holiday, my happiest thing was to pick chestnuts with my mother.

We arrived at the chestnut garden early that morning and looked for it separately without saying anything. After a while, I went to see my mother. She has found several, but my bag is still empty. No, we must catch up with mom. I quickened my pace and suddenly saw a chestnut shell lying under a tree. There is a big chestnut hidden inside. How much I want it! But the chestnut shell protects it like a mother "Dear Mother Chestnut Shell, your child has grown up, let me take it on a trip!" Mother chestnut shell seems to understand what I said and let me take out the little chestnuts easily. Oh! I finally broke the zero record. Looking up, I found many chestnut shells with slight openings on the tree. Chestnuts sitting in it are like babies lying in the cradle, swaying in the wind, but refusing to come down, so I called my mother and continued to look along the ground. Ouch! There are some chestnuts over there, so I rushed to sweep them. I opened my eyes and searched all the way, and slowly got a small bag of harvest. At this moment, mother's voice came. After the game, I immediately went to the meeting place and counted with my mother. As a result, my mother picked up 74, and I picked up 6 1.

Although I lost the game, I gained the fun and happiness of picking chestnuts!

Late summer and early autumn are the season for harvesting chestnuts. At this time of year, what I look forward to most is picking chestnuts with my grandmother.

On this day, we came to a big chestnut tree. Grandma told me that this tree seems to have a history of four or five hundred years! Unfortunately, there are no chestnuts. We must move on. After walking for a long time, I couldn't find a chestnut. Just when I was impatient, a black and hard thing happened to fall into my little basket. I thought, "What is this?" So he looked up and said, "Wow! Chestnuts! " I cried happily. But how to choose? I was thinking about it when my grandmother said, "Don't look, there are many on the ground!" " "I looked down carefully and found that there were so many chestnuts falling from trees on the ground! So we started the chestnut picking competition. During the game, I suddenly saw a green fruit covered with hard thorns, just like a hedgehog. So I went to ask my grandmother, and she said, this is the "home" of chestnuts. They grow up and mature here, and there will be many chestnuts in a "home"! After listening, I carefully opened this hedgehog-shaped fruit, and sure enough, I saw five or six chestnuts like garlic petals hidden inside. As time went by, grandma and I almost picked it up and went home. When I got home, grandma washed the chestnuts first, and then peeled one for me to eat. Wow! The flesh inside is yellowish, like a crescent moon. I was so happy that I put the pulp directly into my mouth and ate it. Ah! Crispy, delicious!

My grandmother and I picked chestnuts out of curiosity and wanted to know some relevant knowledge, but we gained more than just knowledge. I suddenly thought of a poem by Lu Jiuyuan and felt that "there is no doubt in life, and there is progress in doubt."

After the long vacation, I returned to my hometown Huoshaoping.

After returning home, I picked flowers with my sister and played house with her every day. After these games, there is really nothing to do. Almost every day, we ask my grandmother, "What are we going to play today?" Once when we went to ask, grandma suddenly suggested, "Why don't we pick chestnuts!" " "My sister and I agreed with one voice.

We put on our small bamboo baskets, put on our shoes and set off. Grandma took us to the path first, where there was a big chestnut tree, and we began to "treasure hunt". "wow! Here's a big one! " My sister suddenly screamed, and my grandmother smiled and said, "Yes! You can pick it up around here. Look carefully, don't let go of anyone! But be careful not to let the thorn ball get stuck! " Here's one, here's another ... I said, pick it up and put it in the small basket. Grandma also picked up some big ones for my sister and me. Suddenly, I heard a cry of "oops", and my sister stepped on the thorn ball wrapped in chestnuts. At this time, my grandmother and I were in a hurry, so we quickly took off her shoes and socks for inspection. Grandma didn't see anything because of her bad eyes. I looked carefully and saw a small thorn on the instep of my sister's foot, so I gently pulled it out and then checked her socks. I didn't trust her to put it on until I was stabbed. Later, each of us picked up a small basket before going home.

In the evening, grandma cut all the chestnuts into small mouths and baked them on the stove. Our family ate with relish around the stove. It was really enjoyable!

Today, my parents and I came to Anhui, a friend of my mother's, and they invited us to pick chestnuts together!

As soon as I got off the long-distance bus, I looked around: the air was fresh and there were mountains in all directions. What a beautiful scenery! Reminds me of a poem by Su Shi, a poet in the Song Dynasty: "Looking horizontally, the mountain side becomes a peak, and the distance is different." I am breathing fresh air. At this time, Aunt Lu asked us to pick chestnuts, and our family went happily.

The mountain road is rugged, so I climb it with a bamboo pole. Suddenly, I saw a tall chestnut tree. I am delighted to say to my father, "Look! There is a chestnut tree there. Let's pick chestnuts. " Both parents and Aunt Lu agreed.

I am with my father, my mother is with Aunt Lu, and Aunt Lu's mother, Grandma Lu, is a group of people. ) We walked into the chestnut forest covered with bamboo and looked for chestnuts under the chestnut trees. "I found it!" "I only heard my dad yell and put a scattered chestnut in the bag with his left hand. After a while, I also found a chestnut. Chestnut shells are really hard. It took me a lot of effort to pry it open and put three big chestnuts in the bag.

After about half an hour, Grandma Lu suggested that we go to the hillside to pick chestnuts. There are many, and we listened to the words of the "old hand" and went. I didn't know, but when I saw it, I was shocked. The hillside becomes very inclined. I leaned on a bamboo pole and kept climbing. Finally, with our unremitting efforts, my father and I have been picking 3 Jin, Grandma Lu 3 Jin, and Mom and Aunt Lu only 2 Jin. Grandma Lu said humorously, "Gee, can you compare with the master?" Give a thumbs-up and say.

Picking chestnuts is very interesting. Next time, I must pick up more chestnuts and fill the whole sack!

Picking chestnuts composition 8 This National Day, I spent a happy and meaningful time at my grandparents' home in Xunzhai, and the most interesting thing was picking chestnuts.

That day, the sun was shining and the air was fresh. My grandparents, my parents, my little aunt and her boyfriend went up the mountain to pick up chestnuts. We will arrive at the top of the mountain by bus soon. I was pleasantly surprised to find that the land there was like a terrace, and there were many chestnut trees on each terrace, so we had to spread it out. I poked at the grass with my foot, looking for chestnuts. There are many unknown grass seeds stuck on my pants. My mother handed me a small stick. I poked the grass and the dead leaves on the ground with a wooden stick. There are brown shiny chestnuts among the grass and under the dead leaves. I shouted excitedly, "I found chestnuts, I found chestnuts!" " I found it again ... "

The chestnuts on the ground are gradually being picked up less and less by us. Dad took off his shoes and took a long bamboo pole, and climbed up the chestnut tree like a monkey. Before we could react, he patted the chestnuts on the tree. Chestnut shells are covered with sharp and thin thorns, like small hedgehogs crowded together, which stick wherever they meet. Dad knocked down the chestnuts, which is equivalent to a giant shooting a powerful bullet at the ground with a gun. We had to hide in the side and wait until dad finished playing before we couldn't wait to pick it up.

Although chestnuts sting and look ugly, their fruits are very fragrant and delicious. My mother says it is also rich in nutrition and good for our health. I like chestnuts. This is really an unforgettable experience!

Picking chestnuts composition 9 Whenever you eat sweet and delicious chestnuts, the scene of picking chestnuts for the first time will emerge in your heart.

It was a day in September, and the breeze couldn't blow away the summer heat. The street is full of people selling chestnuts. We look greedy and want to go to our own addiction to picking chestnuts.

So, in my full expectation, we embarked on a journey of picking chestnuts. After walking for nearly half an hour, we finally reached our destination. It is too dangerous to walk here. If you are not careful, you will fall down. We came to a flat place and put down the basket. My sister told me what chestnuts looked like, and we split them.

I walked in the dense forest. Suddenly, I saw a big chestnut in my eye. I was ecstatic and rushed over at once. "Be careful! Don't run! There are thorns! " I don't know when my sister came up behind me, saw my actions and shouted at me. But I want to brake after listening to my sister's words, but my legs don't work, so you can rush forward as you like. "ah!" I was gloriously injured. "You are a guy who eats hard!" And I just smiled stupidly twice.

The whole morning passed and we didn't get much. Mother thought of an idea: shake the chestnut tree. The strong father shook the thick trunk with his arms, and the prickly chestnuts fell one by one, and it began to rain. We two sisters happily picked it up below, and in a short time, we just packed a big basket.

When we get home, we'll fry chestnuts right away. I ate delicious chestnuts. Although my hands and feet are numb, my heart is like eating honey. I thought: Only those who have picked chestnuts know the sweetness of chestnuts.

Today is a happy day, and our whole family is going to pick chestnuts together. Everyone is looking forward to it, especially me. I thought: Come on! I won't lose to you!

Soon, we arrived at Chestnut Tree. Find it! Looking for it! My brother and I saw a big chestnut at the same time. My brother immediately ran to the chestnuts, and I ran as fast as I could, and finally my brother got it. He stuck out his tongue at me, and I was angry! Forget it, I'll pick up other chestnuts! Suddenly a thorn ball fell from the tree. Fortunately, this thorn ball like a hedgehog didn't hit my head. Scared me. I squatted down to observe carefully and found that this guy was covered with thorns. It hurts to be stabbed! My mother told me that if you step on it with your foot, I will step on it hard. I really stepped on it. I saw brown chestnuts at my feet. They are really like chocolate! I picked them up carefully in the basket. My heart is sweet What a windfall! Slowly, I became the person who picked up the most! My goal has finally been achieved!

How time flies! Seeing that it was noon, my brother, mother and father felt hot, and everyone came to the shade to enjoy the cool, but it was still hot … so we had to go home!

I like picking chestnuts. Do you like picking chestnuts? Come to me if you want to pick chestnuts! I will take you to pick chestnuts. This is so much fun!

Pick up chestnut composition 1 1 This week is the National Day holiday. On Wednesday, my grandfather and I went to our hometown in the country. There is a mountain behind my hometown, and there are two or three chestnut trees on it. Grandpa said, "Let's pick chestnuts together!" So, my parents and grandpa and I set off with plastic buckets.

When I got to the mountain, I saw a small ball with thorns. My mother said, "This is a chestnut". Let's break it together. There is a small chestnut in it. Grandpa said, "This is too small to eat. You should find a shell that cracks or the fruit falls out of the shell. " So, I kept looking and finally found a cracked one.

The fruit inside is exposed. My mother and I broke it open together and took out the chestnuts inside and put them in a plastic bucket. Grandpa came to have a look and said, "The chestnuts were picked well this time. It looks shiny outside, indicating that it is relatively fresh. " I was very happy when I looked at the chestnuts I was looking for. Then, I continued to look for chestnuts. Some chestnuts are hidden in the grass like playing hide-and-seek with me. I took the branches and walked through the grass to see them. After a while, we have picked up many chestnuts. We went home happily with a plastic bucket full of chestnuts.

In the evening, grandma cooked the chestnuts we picked. Although this chestnut is a little small, it is the best chestnut I have ever eaten.

Picking chestnuts composition 12 It's late autumn, and the chestnuts on the mountain are ripe. After the chestnuts were planted, they fell to the ground. My mother took me up the hill to pick chestnuts.

My mother and I talked and laughed all the way, and soon we arrived at the chestnut forest. My mother and I picked it up separately. I'm scared and happy. I am afraid because I am afraid of being hit by chestnuts. I am very happy because I think I can work with my mother and share something for her. My mother and I picked it up very carefully and even found out what fell in the grass one by one.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew and the chestnut tree began to shake. A chestnut shell flew over like a meteor, and my mother shouted, "Sister, get out of the way!" " "She kept her word, rushed forward and put her hand on my face. My face was not stabbed by chestnuts, otherwise, that face as tender as a flower would be terrible. However, the chestnut shell pricked deeply on the rough back of my mother's hand, and I saw her tears flow down.

When I got home, I carefully picked out the thorn on my mother's back. I counted, a * * * has eight thorns, inserted in her hand, when pulled out, how painful it is! These thorns seem to have pierced my heart and my chest. My mother seemed to read my mind and said softly, "It doesn't matter, my mother doesn't hurt." My eyes were filled with tears.

Chestnuts are covered with thorns, like a hedgehog curled up on the ground, which seems to tell me the hardships of picking fruits and living. I seem to have grown a lot at once. In the future, I must remember my mother's kindness, her kindness and her feelings, honor her well and repay her kindness in raising!

Picking up Chestnuts Composition 13 Autumn wind gently drifted by chestnut trees, chestnuts on the trees gradually matured, and many chestnuts with ears fell off.

My mother asked me to pick chestnuts, and I was very excited. My mother told me all the way, "Be patient when picking chestnuts, and be careful when chestnuts have prickly shells ..." But I didn't listen at all. Holding my bag, I finally walked under grandma's chestnut tree. This mountain is not high. At first glance, it is full of chestnut trees. A lot of chestnuts also fell on the road, just like the "little hedgehog" with thorns. I came to a chestnut tree and started looking for chestnuts. These chestnuts really hide and seek, hiding everywhere.

The mountains were overgrown with weeds, and chestnuts fell from the trees into the weeds and hid in the grass. It's really hard to find. This made me very worried, and suddenly I remembered my mother's words: "Be patient when picking chestnuts." So, I slowly pulled open the weeds and searched carefully. Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I found a particularly big chestnut. I almost jumped with excitement. I picked up the chestnuts carefully and showed them to my mother at once. I smiled and said to my mother, "Haha, I am better than you, and your bag is still empty!" " "My mother smiled and said to me," Yes, it's very rewarding. Don't be too proud! "! Keep trying! "

After a while, I picked up a big bag of chestnuts. Big, small, flat ... whatever kind of chestnuts, you can find them in my bag. Great, there are so many chestnuts, which must be enough for me to eat.

After returning home, grandma fried chestnuts. There is a crack in the shell, revealing yellow fruit. It tastes delicious!

Chestnuts falling with the wind carry this beautiful memory.

Pick up the composition of chestnuts 14 October is the season when chestnuts mature. During the National Day holiday, my grandparents living in the country asked us to come to the country to eat the chestnuts they planted.

When I arrived at my grandparents' house, I looked up and saw the fruitful chestnut tree in front of the gate. Chestnut trees are covered with small thorn balls. This is chestnut. Look carefully, just like a hedgehog. There are usually 3-5 chestnuts in the peel of chestnuts.

At this time, grandpa was beating chestnut trees with a slender bamboo pole, and chestnuts on the trees fell one after another. Grandma picked up the fallen chestnut with a bamboo basket on her back. Seeing this scene, I also volunteered to help grandma pick chestnuts together. "Huaguoshan is covered with red silk, and chestnuts mature in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August." I sang and picked up chestnuts. I picked up the chestnuts, first stepped back and forth with the sole of my foot, softened the thorns, broke them down along the cracks, and the chestnuts rolled out smoothly. Soon, my trouser pocket will be full. At this time, I looked up and saw a big chestnut hanging on a high branch, just like a general who returned home in triumph. I want you! I thought to myself, so I picked up a bamboo stick on the ground and chopped it hard at the general. Bang, the bamboo stick fell off. I quickly took out its "baby", ha! There are five, all of which are quite big. It adds up to almost the size of my fist!

Eating chestnuts pays attention to one way of eating. My favorite thing is to put them in the cooking stove used by my grandparents. The chestnuts made in this way are fragrant and sweet.

I really look forward to picking chestnuts next time!

Picking up Chestnut Composition 15 had a holiday, and our family went to a place with elegant environment: Xianguling, and attended my mother's classmate party-picking up chestnuts.

Climbing up Xianguling, Grandma Huang said, "There are wild chestnut trees down here!" " "Our children are itchy." Come with me if you want to go down, little guys! "The hillside is full of trees covered with thorns. Thorns and thorns are green and yellow, like a group of hedgehogs in a meeting! " Is this a chestnut tree? "This is the first time I have seen chestnut trees. I saw some people kicking with their feet and some people shaking their hands, but the chestnuts just wouldn't come down. Grandma Huang had an idea. She knocked it down with a long stick. We rushed in like ducklings foraging for food.

Actually, we don't need to beat chestnuts at all. There are many chestnuts on the ground! I just wanted to pick up the "thorn ball" with my hand, but the thorn was too hard and my hand shrank back at once. I had to step on it with my foot, and finally I stepped on it. I saw it fluffy, sending out a faint fragrance. Two chestnut babies are lying inside. Unfortunately, they will not become "boys" in brown coats. We began to look for the exploding "prickly ball", and only the chestnuts inside were ripe. No sooner had I picked up a chestnut than a shadow took it away. We look around like happy birds in the Woods. After a while, everyone's pockets bulged.

We tasted the chestnuts we picked. It is crisp and fresh, and tastes sweet.