A funny poem about breaking corn.

1. Are there any poems about "corn" 1? Golden corn is in front of our eyes, full of particles, like a fat doll.

2. The yard is golden yellow, and the corn in Huang Chengcheng is piled up like sitting on a small golden hill.

The corn grows taller and taller, the flowers are more and more beautiful, and several big and tender corn husks have grown. When farmers see such good corn husks, they take them home to be corn seeds for next year.

The corn blossoms in late spring and early summer are intoxicating. The flowers of corn grow on the stem, between the stem and the petiole, and spit out bundles of pale yellow buds. After the corn blooms, a gust of wind blows. When Miss Feng touches the flower head of corn with her wand, it will drop a piece of pollen, which is very beautiful!

5. The broken corn cob piled up into a golden hill, which is very attractive.

6. After a week or two, I went to see the little corn again. It has grown into corn about a foot high and looks lovely. Looking at the corn one by one, my mouth is greedy. I picked a corn and washed it, only to find that the top ear was not pulled out!

7. The corn is ripe. Mature corn is like a huge stick with a red tassel on its head, like an old man. When it is fully mature, the grain breaks through the shackles of the shell, revealing golden teeth, as if to show off to people.

8. Entering the gate of the farm, we went through a small forest and a small ditch and came to a large cornfield. I saw the corn in the field grow like a shy girl, wrapped her clothes tightly, leaving only golden hair floating in the wind.

9. After the rain, the leaves of corn are covered with bright raindrops, which shine in the sunshine after the rain, like sparkling pearls. At that time, the leaves were fresh and green, which made people look refreshed and relaxed.

10, the corn field is endless, and the corn is like a soldier ready to go, all heroic and spirited, and the huge corn cob hangs on his chest like a military medal.

1 1, you see, this area is a cornfield, and the corn cob is big and long, showing a few beards; So what! How cute! It may be that the corn' baby' has been stuck in the corn mother's' belly' for too long, and I want to come out and see the autumn atmosphere. This, even the skin of the stick can't stand it. Naughty corn kernels put on the most popular and fashionable yellow dress in autumn. It's torn open. Rows of pearl-sized corn kernels, like babies who have never seen the world, are scrambling to stick out their little heads.

12 You see, in the corn field, there are one or two thick corn cobs on each thick corn stalk. Some corn cobs grow together, like twins.

13. In spring, full corn seeds are planted in the ground. Within a month, the corn seedlings grew by half. After careful care, they absorbed the essence of spring and summer. When corn ripens in autumn, it is golden yellow and attractive.

14, go into the cornfield, pull some fat dolls and put them in the basket. Although the whole body was rough with corn leaves, it was painful and itchy, but the joy that came out of my heart made me forget the discomfort. Pulling corn is interesting, and eating corn is more artistic.

15. Soon, many small corn appeared on the corn, like a newborn baby, and many dense heads appeared on the top of the small corn. They won't let me, I won't let you, ushered in a group of singing bees, bringing vitality to the quiet vegetable garden.

16, corn took off its green coat and put on a yellow jacket, waiting for the acceptance of the farmer's uncle.

17, a corn cob is about a foot long. When you peel it off, the golden corn grains are arranged neatly, just like soldiers waiting in line, as if waiting for some kind of order.

18, I got up my courage again and broke the corn hard. In addition to the sound of corn leaves, there is also the sound of "snapping" corn. From time to time, I heard a few crisp bird calls, which made my heart cool.

19 I took a good look at a big, fat and tender corn, and I broke it off the corn stalk. The corn fell firmly in my hand. Careful observation shows that the skin of this kind of corn is green with yellow. After taking off the coat, it was wrapped in a layer of underwear, except for the underwear, which was covered with a tender green gauze skirt. When I lifted the veil and lifted its golden hair, it showed its golden hair.

20. The newly grown corn leaves are green and look very delicate and lovely. After a period of time, the small leaves of corn gradually elongated and sharpened, and the color turned into emerald green.

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2. Poems about corn

Original author: Birds can fly.

Original Forum: Autumn Page ()

It is neither jade nor jade.

There is no rice either.

You were summoned in this country.

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You are not afraid of the heat.

You are not afraid of drought.

You are not afraid of poverty.

Your team has occupied

June in the whole Central Plains.

The fibrous root is your foot.

Leaves are your broad palms.

You are holding hands.

dance with the wind

Sing with the rain

Drifting in disorder

Pollen is your love.

Diffuse between heaven and earth

Your destiny

Is to walk into the soil first

And then walk into people's field of vision

And finally walk into people's teeth

When I saw your beard brushed off.

The moment I saw you undress

I always wanted to go.

Close your eyes.

There is a time every year.

I always go back to the countryside.

Visit my father, who is called a clown.

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Your name is coarse grains.

3. Description of the first corn break My hometown is Jiangxi, and I grow a lot of corn at home.

In my hometown, breaking corn is our children's favorite farm work. I remember my mother and I broke corn in our hometown last year. It was my first time to break corn.

When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw the sun showing a lovely red face. I got off and looked into the cornfield, ah! The corn grows really well: all the corn cobs are dressed like lively and lovely fat dolls.

They took off their green coats and put on yellow cotton gowns, scrambling to lean out their little golden heads as if they were smiling at me. I can't wait to carry my basket down to the ground. Like my mother, I first pressed the leaves on the corn stalk, then held the corn stalk in my left hand, grabbed it in my right hand, shook it hard and broke it.

After a short rest, the basket on my back is full. Who knows, just then, my body tilted to the left and some corn cobs fell out of the basket.

I bent down to pick it up. Mom smiled and said, "Look at you, you can't do any work neatly."

I said, "I'm still a child. When I grow up, I will definitely catch up with you! " "Say that finish I can't help but laugh, my mother also smiled from ear to ear. Comments: The sentences in the article are concrete, vivid and vivid. The little author can write the harvest scene in the corn field through bold imagination and anthropomorphic rhetoric.

Through the description of the characters' language and movements, people feel that a lively and lovely little girl who loves labor is on the page. My hometown is Jiangxi, and I grow a lot of corn at home.

In my hometown, breaking corn is our children's favorite farm work. I remember my mother and I broke corn in our hometown last year. It was my first time to break corn.

When we reached the top of the mountain, we saw the sun showing a lovely red face. I got off and looked into the cornfield, ah! The corn grows really well: all the corn cobs are dressed like lively and lovely fat dolls.

They took off their green coats and put on yellow cotton gowns, scrambling to lean out their little golden heads as if they were smiling at me. I can't wait to carry my basket down to the ground. Like my mother, I first pressed the leaves on the corn stalk, then held the corn stalk in my left hand, grabbed it in my right hand, shook it hard and broke it.

After a short rest, the basket on my back is full. Who knows, just then, my body tilted to the left and some corn cobs fell out of the basket.

I bent down to pick it up. Mom smiled and said, "Look at you, you can't do any work neatly."

I said, "I'm still a child. When I grow up, I will definitely catch up with you! " "Say that finish I can't help but laugh, my mother also smiled from ear to ear. Comments: The sentences in the article are concrete, vivid and vivid. The little author can write the harvest scene in the corn field through bold imagination and anthropomorphic rhetoric.

Through the description of the characters' language and movements, people feel that a lively and lovely little girl who loves labor is on the page.