Write a 100-word story about pity farmers

A. Make up a short story of 300 words using the poem "Compassion for the Farmers"

Once upon a time, there was a family of farmers. They had five children, and the whole family could only rely on They farmed to sustain their livelihood and lived half-starved and half-fed.

One summer noon, my father saw the weeds growing taller among the seedlings, so he removed the weeds. But it was noon, and the hot sun shone on Dad who was weeding. His clothes were quickly soaked with sweat. Dad was tired and hungry, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. After a while, Dad finished weeding. He was so tired that he sat on the ground, breathing heavily. He wanted to drink a sip of water and eat a bowl of rice. But his family has been without food for two days and can only survive by eating some wild vegetables. The children were so hungry that they cried. Thinking of this, he got up to work again to collect more food for autumn.

He didn’t go home until the evening. On his way home, he passed by the rich man’s house. When he looked into the yard, he saw that the rich man’s family was having dinner, and there were rice grains on the table and floor. The family didn't seem to notice the grains, they were still talking and laughing. When the father saw this, he remembered that his child was starving, and he shed tears sadly.

When he got home, he called the children to him and said sincerely: "Children, you must study hard and become a knowledgeable and sensible person in the future. Don't be like the rich man's family, who don't cherish The fruits of other people's labor." The younger son listened to his father's words and began to go to the private school every day to climb on the window and listen to the teacher's lectures. He learned a lot of knowledge, and when he grew up, he became a very famous poet. When he thought about his previous life and the scene when his father was working, he wrote the famous poem "Compassion for the Farmers".

B. Make up a fairy tale of your own, requiring more than 100 words

Make up your own fairy tale:

There was a proud little tiger in the forest kingdom. One day He went out to play, and when he got excited, he ran to a strange place and didn't know how to get home.

So he walked and walked, and when he saw the squirrel working, he asked: "Hey, do you know where my home is? If you know, tell me immediately." The squirrel glanced at him and said no. Ignore him and continue doing your own thing. When the little tiger saw the squirrel ignoring him, he went to find the next animal.

He walked and walked, and met another big turtle, but he still asked for directions with his arrogant attitude, and the big turtle ignored him.

At this time, Grandpa Sheep, who was passing by, couldn't stand it anymore. He walked up to the little tiger and told him that when asking for help, he should be polite to people who might help him, because no one owes the little tiger anything. Helping him is caring for him.

The little tiger thought for a while what would happen if he were a squirrel or a big turtle? Then he suddenly realized and said politely to Grandpa Sheep: "Grandpa Sheep, do you know where my home is? I miss home." Grandpa Sheep happily asked where the little tiger came from, and then told him the way home. .

C. Make up a short story using pity farmers

Once upon a time, in a village, there lived a family.

In the early morning, my father and grandfather drove the cattle to the fields to plow the fields. A child plays with a recorder and a puppy on the edge of the field. Mom is cooking at home.

In the field, the cow plows at the front, dad plows at the back, and grandpa hoe at the back.

At noon, my mother brought food from home. The family gathered under the big tree on the edge of the field to eat. The child put down the bowl after finishing his meal, but there were a few grains of rice in the bowl that he had not yet eaten. The grandfather immediately said: "Child, eat up all the rice grains in the bowl." The child ignored the grandfather's words, dropped the bowl and went to play with the puppy. Grandpa picked up the chopsticks and ate the rice grains in the bowl.

At this time, it suddenly started to drizzle, and grandpa kept saying: "Good rain, good rain." This rain sprouted all the seeds buried in the ground.

In the afternoon, dad and grandpa were weeding in the fields. The child said: "Grandpa, I also want to hoe." Then the grandfather put the hat on the child's head.

The three of them were hoeing together. While grandpa was hoeing, sweat dropped from his head.

Seeing this scene, the child finally understood how hard-earned food is. I must cherish food. Therefore, he fully understood a poem taught by the teacher - "It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drops from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work." This poem is so well written, I will definitely read it in the future Cherish every grain of rice!

D. Make up a fable of your own in 100 words.

The Proud Kitten Once upon a time, there was a kitten named Mingming. He was very cute and very clever. He was also an expert at catching mice. Big mice and little mice were frightened when they heard his name. The neighbors' The kittens liked him very much. He lived in the respect of everyone and was very happy. Gradually, Mingming became proud. He ate and was lazy all day long, and the mice stopped catching him. One day, a thin mouse said: "Let's What kind of life are we living now? We live in the open air every day." "Now that cat is eating and lazy all day long and doesn't care about us. I think this is a good opportunity," said the other mouse. "Why don't we go steal something today? Eat it!" The skinny mouse said, "No, that cat is so ferocious and terrifying!" A slightly stronger mouse listened to the side, was silent for a while, and said, "I agree, tonight we will Just go steal something to eat!" So, the mice planned to go out at night. At night, Mingming was sleeping, but they didn't know that the mice had already started working. The mice cooperated to open the refrigerator. While they were stealing things, Mingming was caught. Mingming woke up and hurriedly chased the mice, but Mingming could not catch up with the mice because he was no longer the strong cat he used to be. Now he is just a big fat cat who likes to eat and is lazy. So, Obviously I let the mice escape in vain. I obviously regretted it very much and thought that I shouldn't be so proud, but what's the use of regretting now? This story tells us a truth: no matter how successful you are, you must not be proud. Otherwise it will fail. Maybe a little too much.

E. Compiled story of Compassion for the Farmers

Li Shen came back from a friend's house. He covered his head with an umbrella and walked After a while, I was out of breath, my heart was pounding, sweat was streaming down my face, and my eyes were blurred. He quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his face gently, took out a water bottle, raised his neck, drank a few sips of water, and then felt a little more energetic, and continued on his way forward. ?

At his age, he should have studied and read in a private school, but due to the pressure of life, he had to drop out of school early and come to the fields to do heavy work that was not commensurate with his age. The crops on the ground were so inconspicuous, each one like a small bean sprout, weakened by the sun and dying. How much work, effort, and sweat it takes to make these crops grow and mature! ?

After returning home, Li Shen didn't have time to take a breath, so he went straight to the study, spread out the paper, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a poem "Compassion for the Farmers" that has been passed down through the ages:? It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. ?Who knows that every piece of food on the plate is hard work?

(5) Compose a 100-word story based on compassion for farmers. Extended reading:

"Two Poems of Compassion for Farmers" is a collection of poems written by Li Shen, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. This group of poems profoundly reflects the living conditions of farmers in China's feudal era. The first poem concretely and vividly describes the scenes of fruitful harvests everywhere, highlighting the practical problem of farmers who work hard to obtain a bumper harvest but are left empty-handed and starve to death.

The second poem depicts the scene of farmers working in the fields at noon under the scorching sun. It summarizes the life of farmers working hard all year round. It ends with the words "Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work" The motto, which is similar to the one with far-reaching implications, expresses the poet's sincere sympathy for the farmers.

F. Make up a story based on the ancient poem "Compassion for the Farmers"

Story:

Once upon a time, in a village, there lived a family.

In the early morning, my father and grandfather drove the cattle to the fields to plow the fields. A child plays with a recorder and a puppy on the edge of the field. Mom is cooking at home.

In the field, the cow plows at the front, dad plows at the back, and grandpa hoe at the back.

At noon, my mother brought food from home. The family gathered under the big tree on the edge of the field to eat. The child put down the bowl after finishing his meal, but there were a few grains of rice in the bowl that he had not yet eaten. The grandfather immediately said: "Child, eat up all the rice grains in the bowl." The child ignored the grandfather's words, dropped the bowl and went to play with the puppy. Grandpa picked up the chopsticks and ate the rice grains in the bowl.

In the afternoon, dad and grandpa were weeding in the fields. The child said: "Grandpa, I also want to hoe." Then the grandfather put the hat on the child's head. The three of them were hoeing together. While grandpa was hoeing, sweat dropped from his head.

Seeing this scene, the child finally understood how hard-earned food is. I must cherish food. Therefore, he fully understood a poem taught by the teacher - "It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drops from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work." This poem is so well written, I will definitely read it in the future Cherish every grain of rice!

G. Make up a story from ancient poems about pity for farmers

A city man came to the countryside and caught up with the scorching sun. He walked to the roadside and wanted to take a rest. When he looked up, he saw crops. In the field, a farmer was bending over to weed, his red back was watery, and his forehead was dripping with sweat. Behind him were green seedlings, but in front of him were seedlings mixed with weeds. In this scene, the city man's eyes were straightened.

It was evening. When he got home, the food was already on the table. His child was holding the bowl and plucking the rice into his mouth with chopsticks. Grains of rice kept falling on the table. He put down the bowl in his hand, looked at the child, and asked him, "What are you doing?" Do you know where this rice comes from? The child looked at the adult, shook his head, and said: Every grain of rice is hard-won. It is grown in blood and sweat...

H. Use the poem "Compassion for the Farmers" Poems and stories

The story of the Tang poem "Compassion for the Farmers" Once upon a time, in a village, there lived a family.

In the early morning, my father and grandfather drove the cattle to the fields to plow the fields. A child plays with a recorder and a puppy on the edge of the field. Mom is cooking at home.

In the field, the cow plows at the front, dad plows at the back, and grandpa hoe at the back.

At noon, my mother brought food from home. The family gathered under the big tree on the edge of the field to eat. The child put down the bowl after finishing his meal, but there were a few grains of rice in the bowl that he had not yet eaten. The grandfather immediately said: "Child, eat up all the rice grains in the bowl." The child ignored the grandfather's words, dropped the bowl and went to play with the puppy. Grandpa picked up the chopsticks and ate the rice grains in the bowl.

At this time, it suddenly started to drizzle, and grandpa kept saying: "Good rain, good rain." This rain sprouted all the seeds buried in the ground.

In the afternoon, dad and grandpa were weeding in the fields. The child said: "Grandpa, I also want to hoe." Then the grandfather put the hat on the child's head. The three of them were hoeing together. While grandpa was hoeing, sweat dropped from his head.

Seeing this scene, the child finally understood how hard-earned food is. I must cherish food. Therefore, he fully understood a poem taught by the teacher - "It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drops from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work." This poem is so well written, I will definitely read it in the future Cherish every grain of rice! Once upon a time, in a village, there lived a family.

In the early morning, my father and grandfather drove the cattle to the fields to plow the fields. A child plays with a recorder and a puppy on the edge of the field. Mom is cooking at home.

In the field, the cow plows at the front, dad plows at the back, and grandpa hoe at the back.

At noon, my mother brought food from home. The family gathered under the big tree on the edge of the field to eat. The child put down the bowl after finishing his meal, but there were a few grains of rice in the bowl that he had not yet eaten. The grandfather immediately said: "Child, eat up all the rice grains in the bowl." The child ignored the grandfather's words, dropped the bowl and went to play with the puppy. Grandpa picked up the chopsticks and ate the rice grains in the bowl.

At this time, it suddenly started to drizzle, and grandpa kept saying: "Good rain, good rain." This rain sprouted all the seeds buried in the ground.

In the afternoon, dad and grandpa were weeding in the fields. The child said: "Grandpa, I also want to hoe." Then the grandfather put the hat on the child's head. The three of them were hoeing together. While grandpa was hoeing, sweat dropped from his head.

Seeing this scene, the child finally understood how hard-earned food is. I must cherish food. Therefore, he fully understood a poem taught by the teacher - "It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drops from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work." This poem is so well written, I will definitely read it in the future Cherish every grain of rice! Collapse

I. Make up a 100-word fairy tale

The fox hatches the egg

The fox was hungry, so he looked for something to eat everywhere. He rummaged around in the grass by the river, looking here and there, and unexpectedly saw a big duck egg!

The fox jumped up quickly, hugged the egg, and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth. At this time, there was a voice in his head, saying: "Would you like to eat duck eggs, or a plump little duck?"

The fox decided to hatch the duck and have a feast. As soon as he sat on the egg, he jumped up immediately: "Wouldn't this crush the egg?" He thought of a good idea and dug a hole in the ground. The fox placed the egg at the entrance of the hole filled with hay, and lay down tightly on the front and rear of the hole with its front paws and hind paws, with only its soft belly gently covering the duck's egg. The idea seemed good - the eggs would keep them full and warm without being crushed, but this position was too much like torture. Within five minutes, the fox's limbs were in unbearable pain.

The fox thought of another good idea. He picked up a long piece of bark. He was proud of his masterpiece, but when he was chasing the rabbit, the bark of the tree fell loose and almost broke the precious egg.

The fox put the egg in his mouth angrily and wanted to eat it in one bite. Unexpectedly, the egg was hatched at this time, and a healthy and lively little duck was born. What was even more unexpected was that the little duck suddenly rushed towards the tip of the fox's nose: "Mom! Mom!"

The fox was stunned and stammered: "I, I am not your mother. , I, I am a man, I can only be a father. "Dad! Dad!" The little duck climbed on the fox's nose.

The little duck had a round belly after eating. He put his head under the fox's paw and said sleepily: "Thank you, Dad, I love you so much, Dad."

Fox He sighed again: "Without a big meal and an extra son, this is my life, right?

J. Write a 100-word essay on a fairy tale

In a lush field In the forest, there is a very dilapidated and gloomy house. There is a gloomy atmosphere around it, and every step closer to it makes the ghosts of the same kind feel frightened. There is a child in the house, and she is a dead person. Come on! Whenever night falls, there will be bursts of crying in the room. No one knows why she is crying, but she feels that it is very cold in the room, and everything in it has been destroyed. Darkness occupies the place. Why doesn't the girl feel cold? Doesn't she feel terrible? She always sits in the corner, like a model, and listens to herself.

"Hui, I'm afraid that I will fail again. "

"Baby, come on! We are good friends and Hui will always be with you. "

"But what if it really fails again? "

"Xiaomi, you are the best, Xiaomi will definitely succeed. "

"Hui believes in Xiaomi so much, Xiaomi will definitely succeed, and Xiaomi will always be with Hui.

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"Well, a lifetime..."

How long is a lifetime? Is it birth, old age, illness and death? Is it the collapse of the earth? Or is it just a moment?

The sunset is setting in the west , dusk has arrived, the sky is a exaggerated red, and in a certain corner, there is also a bleeding pain...

"Hui, Hui, what's wrong with you? "

"Xiaomi, I'm sorry Xiaomi, I, I can't accompany you anymore..."

"Hui, don't, don't leave Xiaomi, Hui, don't leave, Hui ..." This voice is heartbreaking, as if it is your own pain.

Those cold hands have fallen to the deep level and are unable to be lifted up again, even gently. Move your little finger and hook your little finger, she is dead.

"Hui, you promised Xiaomi that you would stay with me for the rest of your life. Hui, is this for the rest of your life?" Hui, you will be lonely, let Xiaomi, Xiaomi accompany you, okay? "

"Papa..." It must be the sound of tears falling! Every teardrop seems so weighty and heavy... The ghosts passing by stopped, yes, They all heard it, they all understood it, and they all sympathized with her. Every ghost has his own past, important people, and similar experiences...

"Little one." Honey, Xiaomi, stand up, Xiaomi, be strong, Xiaomi, I am going to the next reincarnation now, I am very happy, Xiaomi. "Ah! What a gentle and charming voice!

"Ah, is it Hui? Hui, where are you? Hui, Xiaomi misses you, Hui, Xiaomi misses you..." She became extremely excited and left the position where she had been accompanying her. She stood up, for the first time, for the first time.

"Xiaomi, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't leave you like this, but Xiaomi, what I hope to see is a strong person who can be happy without Hui and face everything bravely. Xiaomi, Xiaomi, do you know? Hui, I don’t want you to..."

"Hui, I’m sorry, Hui. Xiaomi knows she was wrong. It's too late. Hui, Hui, Xiaomi wants to go with you..." Her hands were clasped, and her tears were flowing forward like an angry Yellow River.

"Xiaomi Mi, listen Xiao Mi, you can't always rely on Hui, you have to learn to be independent and self-reliant, you know..." The voice didn't know where it was going, it was getting farther and farther away from her...

"Hui, Hui..." She was crying in the dark night, she was recalling the past, she was missing her...

"Child, child, listen to her words, she idealizes you, That's what you should do. My child, go back. Look, your family has become haggard because of you. "With a ray of light, God's mother appeared. She was so amiable and beautiful.

What appeared in front of me were pictures of the girl's family members crying. They were too tired. "One night "White hair", and a few more "knife marks" were unconsciously added to her face.

"Mom, dad..." The call of her heart at this time was the call of her soul.

"Child, you shouldn't give up your life so easily. Your friend has left, but do you think she also wants you to die young? Does she really want you to risk your life to accompany a gentleman? Children, everyone’s life is precious, you must learn to cherish it. ”

“God mother, Xiaomi knows, Xiaomi knows. The girl seemed to be enlightened. "Hui, Xiaomi knows what you are thinking." ”

“Ah, Xiaomi, you’re awake. You’re finally awake. Mom is worried about you.” "A woman was holding her daughter in pain, and beside her was her heartbroken father. He smiled. This was the first time he had smiled so happily since Xiaomi fell into coma.

"Mom, I'm sorry... "

Hui, I listen to you and be a strong person. Xiaomi will also remember the words of God's mother...

Hui, did you see it? The sky is still there A bright red, this is a new beginning...