400-word rural people's work description composition

1. I always feel that life in the city is not as full of fun as that in the countryside, and children in the city are not as rich as children in the countryside.

In rural life, there are always many colorful and interesting things. Although there are no toys, there are a series of sincere smiles. Although there is no computer, there are people who work hard. Every summer vacation, I will go back to my hometown to live with my grandparents for a period of time. In July and August, the weather was very hot, but the countryside was still busy fertilizing and weeding corn.

Every time I go back, I will learn the techniques of farming, weeding and spreading chemical fertilizer from my grandparents. With the hope of a bumper harvest, the goods joined their hard work and their bodies sweated, but their hearts were full of joy and excitement.

My favorite thing is to help my grandparents fertilize corn. Because I have mastered the skill of fertilization.

First of all, look at the wind direction. After determining the wind direction, throw the fertilizer into the air and keep it down, which is convenient and quick. In fact, I also like the busy farming season, that is, when the wheat is harvested. I will be very happy at this time, because the wheat is "hateful" and I am "half dead".

It's too hot. When I see wheat, I feel like I see the enemy. I waved a sickle and wore gloves, because there were many small "needles" on the wheat. Stabbing the skin can be very painful.

So there will be a strange phenomenon of wearing gloves in June. Sometimes, I have to work with my family until after eight o'clock in the evening to have dinner. Every household turns on the lights, and everyone prepares steamed bread and water for the next day's work after dinner, so that they will have enough physical strength to harvest food! In fact, like most children, I am easy to understand and have a strong sense of experience. Between helping my family harvest the farm, I will also ride my bike to deliver food and water to my family. I feel a great sense of accomplishment when I see them happy.

It's my pleasure. It's okay. If you have a chance, you can also walk into nature and the countryside with me to taste the fun that children in the city can't experience.

2. Composition describing the labor scene of rural people, about 380 words. Speaking of rural people, everyone knows that farmers raise chickens and ducks. Today, I will tell you something about rural people.

People in the country always like to plant some citrus trees in front of their houses. When the fruit is ripe and covered with branches, pick it and enjoy it. There are dozens of bamboos planted behind the house, with green stems and leaves, casting a shade. When you walk there after several spring rains, you will often see many fresh bamboo shoots sticking out of the soil in groups.

If you walk in front of a country house, you will definitely see a hen with a group of chicks foraging in the bamboo forest. Or see a big cock, head held high, neck stretched out, swaggering. If there is a river in front of them, there will be a group of ducks playing in the water, and from time to time, they will plunge their heads into the water for food, which will cause the fish to jump.

"Ha ha ha ha", where did this laughter come from? Oh! It turned out that the children led the cows to the river and let them drink water and eat grass, but they played in groups of three or five, which led to bursts of laughter. Some are backstroke; Some are diving; Others play in the water, arousing bursts of joy. ...

After a day's walk, it's time for bed. It happened that crickets and frogs were having a concert. Frogs sing, crickets play the piano, accompanied by frogs. It may be noise to you, but for rural people, it is undoubtedly hypnotic music. You have to listen to this music every night to fall asleep. Rural people are simple and capable. They use their own hands to create their own lives and build their own beautiful homes. They are really hardworking and simple rural people.

I always feel that life in the city is not as full of fun as that in the countryside, and children in the city are not as rich as children in the countryside. In rural life, there are always many colorful and interesting things. Although there are no toys, there are a series of sincere smiles. Although there is no computer, there are people who work hard.

Every summer vacation, I will go back to my hometown to live with my grandparents for a period of time. In July and August, the weather was very hot, but the countryside was still busy fertilizing and weeding corn. Every time I go back, I will learn the techniques of farming, weeding and spreading chemical fertilizer from my grandparents.

With the hope of a bumper harvest, the goods joined their hard work and their bodies sweated, but their hearts were full of joy and excitement.

My favorite thing is to help my grandparents fertilize corn. Because I have mastered the skill of fertilization. First of all, look at the wind direction. After determining the wind direction, throw the fertilizer into the air and keep it down, which is convenient and quick.

In fact, I also like the busy farming season, that is, when the wheat is harvested. I will be very happy at this time, because the wheat is "hateful" and I am "half dead". It's too hot. When I see wheat, I feel like I see the enemy. I waved a sickle and wore gloves, because there were many small "needles" on the wheat. Stabbing the skin can be very painful. So there will be a strange phenomenon of wearing gloves in June.

Sometimes, I have to work with my family until after eight o'clock in the evening to have dinner. Every household turns on the lights, and everyone prepares steamed bread and water for the next day's work after dinner, so that they will have enough physical strength to harvest food!

In fact, like most children, I am easy to understand and have a strong sense of experience. Between helping my family harvest the farm, I will also ride my bike to deliver food and water to my family. I feel a great sense of accomplishment when I see them happy.

It's my pleasure. It's okay. If you have a chance, you can also walk into nature and the countryside with me to taste the fun that children in the city can't experience.

4. Composition describing rural people My hometown is in the countryside, where the scenery is admirable and the life there is memorable.

The scenery is in the countryside, and the fields in autumn are the most beautiful and vibrant. In the field, the mature rice is full and heavy, dancing with the wind, floating with attractive fragrance, tumbling with golden waves, falling on the field like brilliant rosy clouds; The rice stalks in Huang Chengcheng are bent by the ears of grain, but they still sway with the wind, as if singing a hymn to the golden fields.

At this time, farmers who have worked hard for a long time have also shown the joy of harvest. I believe: people are happiest at this time! People living in rural areas have their own characteristics, although not as colorful as those living in cities, and not as beautifully dressed as those living in cities.

As soon as you enter this country, you can see ducklings playing in the river. You can put your head in the water for food for a while, and you can swim around the shore for a while. It is really interesting! When I walked to the front of the house, I saw the short house at a glance. Although the house is short, it still has a charming green color. Why? Because every household in rural areas will plant melons, melons and vines climb up the eaves and look like a green ocean from a distance. People in rural areas have a habit very different from those in cities, because there is a large space in rural areas. Therefore, every family likes to eat in front of the door, three meals a day.

Watching Xia Hong eat a simple breakfast in the morning; In the evening, eating delicious food, watching the sunset and listening to the birds singing are really pleasing to the eye! At night, the stars are all over the sky, blinking. So rural children like to lean against the corner and count the little stars in the breeze. They also like to catch slugs in the fields by moonlight and fall asleep with their mothers in the "lullaby" of birds. Country, not rich but happy; The countryside is not magnificent, but it has a natural flavor.

Experience rural life 1400 words Summer vacation is here, so there is no need to go to school. I can have a good rest after a busy semester. So I stayed at home all day, turned on the air conditioner and immersed myself in the computer and TV.

Dad saw this situation and was afraid that I would become an "otaku". With the opportunity of working in the countryside, I was "forced" to experience the life in the countryside.

My father forced me to go to the countryside, and I was very unhappy. In my impression, there is no computer, no air conditioner, dust everywhere, smelly chicken manure, cow dung and blood-sucking mosquitoes everywhere, and the food is not delicious, no hamburger, no coke.

I muttered all the way, with a full face of reluctance. As soon as I got off the bus, a hot air surged up, which made me very unhappy and even more annoyed.

The host invited us into the house and served us grapes. Without saying anything, I picked up a grape and took a bite. A sweet juice flowed out without a trace of sour taste.

Chew it again, and you will get soft and full flesh. You can eat it with the skin, but you can't eat the astringency of the skin, and there is a faint fruity taste. "Mmm" is delicious. My mood immediately improved and I grabbed a few grapes and wolfed them down.

Seeing that I like grapes very much, my uncle smiled and said, "Little brother, this grape is really delicious. This is planted by our company. Do you want to experience picking grapes? " Hey, this is what I want. I promise again and again. My uncle gave me a special pair of scissors and asked a big brother to take me to pick grapes. Soon I arrived at the vineyard.

"Wow, it's so big!" I sighed. At first glance, there are all grape racks and rows of vines. Each vine is as thick as a finger and covered with green grape leaves. Why can't you see grapes? My brother said, "Grapes are all packed in special paper bags, which is more green and environmentally friendly.

When picking grapes, you should first open the grape bag to see if the grapes are ripe, and then cut the ripe grapes with scissors. ""Oh, "I'm puzzled. I watched my brother demonstrate, so I took scissors and a basket to pick grapes. I picked a bunch of big grapes and couldn't wait to unpack and bag them. "wow! What a nice bunch of grapes! "Every grape is crowded together, black and purple, and the thin skin is wrapped in full flesh, which looks very attractive.

I don't know where to start using scissors. While hesitating, my brother came over to help me find the pedicle of the grape, holding the grape in my left hand and letting me cut it from the pedicle. "Click", a bunch of grapes were picked. After a while, we picked a basket of grapes. On the way back, I was so excited that I didn't feel hot at all

After coming back, my uncle said warmly and generously, "Well done, young man. This basket of grapes is all yours. " I turned my head and asked my father, "Is that okay?" Dad nodded by default.

I turned around and said excitedly, "thank you, uncle!" " "I'm jumping and jumping for joy. Dad looked at me sweating profusely and said with a smile, "Is it still hot?" "No-hot! "I'm embarrassed to say it.

There is also a fish pond here. Accompanied by my eldest brother, I went fishing in the fish pond again, which was really exciting. The water in the pond is green, as if it had been dyed green by aquatic plants, with some ripples from time to time.

There are many lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the pond. Lotus leaves are like green umbrellas, like layers of green waves, floating on the water; Lotus is as white as jade, and there is a green lotus inside. It looks great.

My brother and I sat by the pond, put on the bait with the hook, threw out the fishing rod, and waited for the fish to bite. After a while, the fish sank, and we quickly pulled up the fishing rod. As a result, we didn't see any fish, but the bait was gone.

"Maybe the fish ate the bait and ran away," my brother said regretfully. After a long wait, many good things happen. A big fish was hooked, and my brother and I pulled the fish ashore together.

Uncle saw it and said, "Young man, it's good to catch a big grass carp. Have fun at noon." I was about to have lunch when I suddenly found my mobile phone missing.

I tried my best to remember all the routes I had traveled and hurried back along the fishing route. I am in a hurry. "Where can the mobile phone be?" . At this time, a farmer's mother-in-law shouted again in the distance: "Whose phone is this?" I shouted happily and ran to respond. As a result, my mobile phone repeatedly said, "Thank you, Grandma!" ""you're welcome. Be careful in the future. Don't lose it again. Mobile phones are very expensive. "

Farmer's mother-in-law said. When I returned to the city from the countryside in the afternoon, I thought all the way, how is it different from the countryside I remember? There are not only beautiful natural scenery, rich fruits, fresh air, but also kind and simple country people.

Country life experience 800 words annual hot summer vacation.

It is true that the composition about rural life is mainly about field work. Feeling the urgency of life in the summer vacation, my father said that my sister and I should experience rural life and understand that today is hard-won. The next day, my sister and I were sent to my grandmother's house in Xinhua and started a short and beautiful rural life. On the way to Xinhua, I always thought there was air conditioning, comfortable big bed, soft sofa, TV, computer and so on. In my anxiety, at this time, we have reached our destination unconsciously. Standing here, looking around, there are no tall buildings, no busy streets, no supermarkets, no playgrounds, only the simplest green, green hills, green trees, green water and green fields. The air is also very fresh and refreshing. This makes me feel at ease. In the afternoon, my niece said she would go to Xinhua IV, so I also clamored to go. My niece introduced me to many crops on the way, which made me gain a lot of knowledge. It seems that I have been walking for a long time, but before I arrived, I asked how far it was from No.4 Middle School. Who knows, my niece said, "I can't walk? We have just walked less than a third of the way. It takes about two hours to walk there. We usually walk too much. We are used to it. You are in the city, it is normal to go out by car. " Looking at my niece, I seem to understand what I just said. I made up my mind that I must walk the whole course today. After dinner, everyone sat in front of the house to enjoy the cool, and some of them were natural. Some are the most intimate communication between people, not the dialogue on TV. At this time, I found that this is the simplest and most primitive happiness of people. Compared with this, the happiness created in front of high technology is insignificant. After a few days, it's time to go home. At this time, I have no complaints and worries when I came, only the most sincere love and reluctance to this land.

6. The winter composition describes peasant labor. Last winter vacation, I spent a winter vacation in a village in my hometown.

I live in a village where there are clear ponds, towering mountains, lush forests and hardworking and simple people.

In the clear pond, there are graceful lotus flowers and frolicking fish. In summer, lotus flowers are in full bloom, dancing in the water like hibiscus out of water. Some budding lotus flowers are like a shy little girl. When the sun shines on the lotus, it turns red. This is "the lotus leaves in the sky are infinite, and the lotus flowers are of different colors." Little tadpoles with black bodies swim freely in the water.

There are lush forests by the pond, peach blossoms in spring, azaleas in summer, chrysanthemums in autumn and plum blossoms in winter. These words are open in seasonal order and look lovely and beautiful in the Woods. Under the influence of such simple rural people, it looks noble, particularly eye-catching and particularly gorgeous.

There are even rice fields in the countryside, where cattle work. Although this cow is not as beautiful as the black-and-white cow in Dutch pasture, it is hardworking, just like the people in his hometown.

If you go out for a walk when the sun is about to set, you will definitely see people in the countryside eating dinner: some people sit on stone benches in the yard and some people set tables and chairs in their own yards to have a good time. The rosy clouds on the horizon, the evening breeze, the homing birds on the horizon and the people in the countryside together constitute a natural, harmonious and beautiful pastoral scenery.

How charming the field scenery is in October, like a beautiful picture.

In the early morning, the field was covered with a veil-like mist, as if to give rice the last moisture. When the sun came out, the eyes were golden, and the full ears of rice bowed their heads and bent the rice stalks. Dewdrops hung on the rice grains, shining in the sun, like countless pearls. A gust of wind blew, and the rice fluttered with the wind, giving off the breath of "autumn field".

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How charming the field scenery is in October, like a beautiful picture.

In the early morning, the field was covered with a veil-like mist, as if to give the rice the last moisture. When the sun came out, the eyes were golden, and the full ears of rice bowed their heads and bent the rice stalks. Dewdrops hung on the rice grains, shining in the sun, like countless pearls. A gust of wind blew, and the rice moved with the wind, making a sound of "name=news_content".

After lunch, it seems that someone is silently directing, old people, young people and children. They all happen to coincide, holding silver sickles, leaving home, rushing to the field and starting to grab the harvest. Sweat flowed on their faces and wet their clothes, and they didn't bother to wipe them. "Click click" rang into one piece and merged into an idyllic symphony. How wonderful and cheerful the sound is! You see, the soybean sticks out its round little head in the pod and looks out, as if enjoying a bumper harvest.

Overnight, all the standing rice slept on the floor like a carpet. This field has become very broad. After two or three days, the rice sleeping on the ground disappeared and turned green. Ah! It turned out to be green wheat leaves, much like a lush grassland. Wheat leaves are long and thin, soft and tender. They suck the crystal rain and dew, scrambling to grow, as if they were taller and faster than anyone else.

There is a hole in front of me. I looked up and saw all kinds of vegetables: red peppers, green vegetables, and grass heads clustered together ... I pulled out a green vegetable with roots like grandpa's beard and leaves and stems like pieces.

A harmonious home, the kind of comfortable and warm home that farmers feel when they come back from work. This kind of life can only be found here. I don't know how many spring and autumn seasons, how many days and nights slipped down in a hurry, and still extended out one by one, whether it was flowering or dying.

It seems that I have been isolated for many years, and the forgotten years are always looking for a clean soil. When I am hungry, I will fill my stomach, and when I am happy, I will come and go freely.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the footsteps of the clock are so long. It goes on forever, just staying for a few years forever, just seeking a stable and happy farm life in recent years, so that people here feel the truth of life and their inner persistence.

The animals here love to stand outside the door in droves in the evening and enjoy the radiant life. People here love to step on the last ray of sunshine after dinner and seek a happy life.

7. Composition describing rural life (about 400 words) Happy life in rural areas

On the second day of National Day, I went to my grandmother's house to play. Grandma lives in the country and it takes two hours to drive there. My mother and I walked on a path full of wild flowers, breathing fresh air, and we were in a particularly good mood.

When I arrived at my grandmother's house, my little sister and I came to the big garden behind the house. My mouth watered when I saw red lanterns hanging on my grandmother's pomegranate tree. With grandma's consent, we picked pomegranates, and in a short time, we picked a full fruit bowl. However, we saw two big, red and round pomegranates on the branch. We tried on tiptoe several times, but we couldn't get it off. They are too high! The neighbor's little sister jumped so hard that she fell and almost cried. I coaxed her and said, "Forget it, leave some for adults to choose from!" " Let's go and play something else. "The neighbor's little sister smiled through tears and took my hand out of the garden.

We jumped to the hillside behind the village and prepared to plant sesame flowers. We first dug a small pit with sharp branches, then put sesame flowers in it, then covered the soil around the sesame flowers, and then leveled them. Finally, we brought a small bucket from home to water the soil ... I was so happy to see the sesame flowers we planted so bright and beautiful in the sun! I silently wish that when I come back next year, the hillside will be full of beautiful flowers. ...

Life in the country is so happy!

Fresh country life

Rural houses are disorderly and the environment is indecent. This is the old appearance of rural life in the past. However, walking through this country road has made many people in the city cast envious eyes. On both sides are newly-built well-off residential buildings, with red tiles and beige walls and new green everywhere, which is particularly harmonious, and people can't help but sigh the changes in rural life today.

There are no tall buildings in the city, no endless cars, no noisy sounds, only a kind of tranquility that people in the city have not seen for a long time. Walking on the country road, enjoying the open sunshine and feeling the unique flavor of the country is a bit intoxicating. Listening to the crisp songs of birds, watching the waves of carp in the pond, stepping on the stone road and feeling the rare idleness. Willow branches sway in the soft spring breeze, and the air seems clear and transparent, revealing intoxicating freshness and indulging in the rich pastoral flavor.

Sunset, watching the sun slowly setting from the hillside, beside the Qinghe River in the village, there are several women chatting and washing clothes. Against the faint sunset, it seems that they can see the most simple smile in the countryside on their faces. Suddenly there were more people. Workers from a village-run enterprise hurried home after work. This is also the busiest time in this quiet village.

Simple and hardworking country people themselves are changing everything around them, enjoying a beautiful environment and a happy country life. In the noisy city, perhaps more and more city people are willing to change their lives and feel this fresh country life.

Country life

I come from the city, but I have also been to the countryside several times, which is also very interesting.

One summer vacation in the third grade, I went to the countryside-grandma's hometown with my parents and cousin.

Grandma's house is a two-story building, covered with Parthenocissus tricuspidata, but it is dense on one side and sparse on the other. They danced rhythmically with the breeze. A few strings of dried red peppers are hung under the eaves, sunflowers are planted in front and behind the house, and there is a pond dozens of meters away from the house. I made some good friends here. The most interesting thing is to dig out the eggs. First, let a partner climb a tree to find the target. He looked around and his eyes suddenly focused on something, listening. He pointed to a tree and we climbed it quickly. I'll climb first, and Beibei is at the end. I stopped where I could reach the bird's nest and reached for the eggs. My left hand gripped the trunk tightly, and my right hand quickly handed the eggs to the people below. My knees are close together. After eating three or four eggs, I suddenly felt something soft, hairless, sticky and hissing. Is this ...? I quickly threw the snake down the tree and suddenly screamed. My partner and I came down quickly.

8. The composition of the first job, 400 words in memory, has been agreed.

One by one "first time", like a footprint, printed on the road of my growth. However, the most unforgettable thing for me is cooking for the first time.

When I was 8 years old, my parents went to work at noon one day and didn't come back until the sun went down. I'm hungry.

Yes, I rummaged through the pantry at home and found nothing to eat. I was so hungry that I decided to cook by myself, thinking that I could take this opportunity to show myself in front of my parents. Let's do it. I learn from my mother's usual cooking style. First, I add a few spoonfuls of water to the pot, and then I light it. But the fire is not so good to burn, it seems to be against me, but I can't catch it. It's hard to catch fire, and I made the house foggy.

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My face is dusty, too. It looks like Xiaohua Mall. After a while, the water boiled. I put the washed rice into the pot, but I didn't expect the water in the pot to be full and flow out, which put out the fire. I scooped out the water in the pot and lit the fire again. I struggled.

Finally lit the fire, just a long sigh of relief. After a while, I felt that the rice was almost cooked, so I picked up the spoon and scooped up the rice. I accidentally touched the edge of the pot, so I quickly let go. The rice spilled all over the floor and I scooped another spoonful. The rice was finally cooked in difficulty, I think it was really

However, I burned all the firewood that my mother moved into the house. As soon as I opened the pot, the rice was all steamed. I

Sitting on the ground, waiting for mom and dad's criticism.

When mom and dad came back from work, they saw me laughing like a black-faced Guan Gong. I tried my best to hold back the tears of injustice, but I still shed them reluctantly. When they knew what had happened, my father dried my tears. Kindly stroked my head and said, "son, the first time is the experience, not the result." If you do it, it means that you dare to try. Today's failure may become tomorrow's success. Never mind, let's do it again. "Dad's encouragement filled me with confidence again. Under the guidance of our parents, we finally cooked a delicious meal. Eating sweet and delicious food, I feel that I am enjoying the fruits of my labor, and I have a strange feeling in my heart.

Now, I not only learned to cook, but also learned to cook delicious dishes.

It is my unique skill. However, I will always remember my first cooking experience and what my father said to me, which inspired me from success to success.