6 words of flower picking composition

In early August, the sky was blazing hot, the fields were very lively, peanuts were buried in thick soil, and Grandpa and them were grabbing peanuts from the fields.

the whole morning passed, and the peanut seedlings pulled out of the field were piled up on the stone ridge outside the gate, like a hill. My cousin and I volunteered to finish picking this pile of peanuts before dark.

The fruit of peanut is called fruit pod, commonly known as peanut. The fruit is hard, with vertical and horizontal reticulation all over, yellow-brown, and a short "beard" at the front end, called beak, also called fruit mouth. The fruit pod has two rooms, with a shallow waist and a backward mouth. They have big bellies one by one, and the peanuts we usually eat are in this big belly.

As soon as I started, I grabbed a handful of peanut seedlings and knocked on the ground, and the soil stuck outside the peanuts fell to the ground. I tried to peel off a peanut and saw two full peanuts. The color of the peanut coat was different from the red we usually see. It was slightly pink. I asked my grandfather why this was, and he told me that the sun-dried peanut coat was red.

I thought peanuts were easy to pick, but little peanuts have such great strength. Their beaks are biting their roots, and it took me a lot of effort to pick a handful of peanuts in my hand. Grandpa came over and looked at the peanuts I picked and shook his head again and again. It turned out that the peanuts I picked still had a small tail, and the roots were not completely separated from the pods. This is an unqualified "product". There is no way but to rework! I looked at my cousin. He grabbed the root with one hand and the pod with the other, gritted his teeth and riveted hard to separate them.

The sun is very dazzling. We squinted and picked peanuts in the scorching sun for several hours, and our bodies were covered with dust. Although there were not many peanuts left, we were still wondering whether we could finish the task on time. At this time, my father, who was picking peanuts by the side, challenged us to compete who picked them faster and the winner could win a bottle of drinks. On hearing this suggestion, our fighting spirit burned again. After a fierce competition, my cousin and I had the last laugh.

As night falls, there are waves of frogs around, and the earth, which has been roasted all day, smells of earth. In order to celebrate the successful completion of our task, grandma fried many delicious dishes for us, and specially cooked a pot of fragrant sparerib soup, which also contained peanuts we peeled today. My cousin and I were really happy while drinking the soup! 2

In winter, walking in the community, looking up, a small wintersweet comes into view. Delicate petals are not afraid of the cold wind, and scattered on the branches, which is very beautiful. Rain moistens it, and looks like pearls from a distance.

Chimonanthus praecox has small flowers, oval leaves and several slender yellow stamens around a pistil. The delicate petals, beautiful flower shapes and pure peach red make up the holy and beautiful wintersweet blossoms.

It's so beautiful, why not make people enchanted? The more obsessed I am with it, the more I have it, so my trip to pick flowers begins.

Chimonanthus praecox hanging high on the branches looked down at the little me. In desperation, I stood on tiptoe and raised my arm to reach the flowers far away from me, but how could the condescending wintersweet let me reach it so easily? How can I admit defeat if I refuse to give up? I clenched my fist, curled up my body, held my strength, jumped up hard, and raised my hand: scattered petals fell down, like fairy scattered flowers, adding a beautiful color to the winter, and the petals fell on my hair, flowing and soft. I scattered the petals on my head and continued to "work hard". The steps on a private balcony caught my eye. I rolled my eyes and rushed to the steps. I stood on the uneven stone steps, holding the iron fence with one hand and reaching up hard with the other. My hand is only one step away from Chimonanthus praecox, and my heart is stretched tightly. I finally caught Chimonanthus praecox, but how can Chimonanthus praecox, which still stands proudly in the cold wind, be succumbed to my strength, and how can it be pulled constantly? I leaned forward, holding the iron fence in my hand. Because my whole body weight was concentrated in the front, I couldn't catch my hand. I only heard a heavy bang, and I fell to the cold ground with a bang. I thought to myself silently, "If I give up, all my previous efforts will be wasted." I gritted my teeth, got up, and tugged at the branches. Finally, Chimonanthus praecox succumbed to my insistence ...

On the way to the community, there were silvery laughter and brisk footsteps, and the faint flowers dotted the community, making it more charming and, of course, refreshing to passers-by.

The farmers around the mining area are very hard. The fields are full of timely grain, and the fields and gullies are not allowed to be deserted. Walnut, hawthorn, persimmon and other fruit trees just fill these open spaces. Zanthoxylum bungeanum is the most planted, and some farmers simply use it as a hedge. There is abundant rain in the local area this year, so when autumn comes, the eyes are full of fruits. The yellow ones are persimmons, the red ones are dates and hawthorn. The green walnuts hang on the branches like eggs, bending the branches. The scarlet pepper is dotted among the dark green leaves like beautiful little flowers, and the air exudes a thick sweet smell.

It's still early after dinner, so meeting for a walk is our regular program. Wandering in the field path among fruit trees and crops, it is really pleasant to take off the tiring and busy things of a day's work and forget them for a while, and enjoy life while walking.

I usually find some dates, walnuts and occasionally some green persimmons on the windowsill of my workmates. A few of our office partners generally despise these, thinking that these workers are all petty thieves. Today, I came to a pepper bush unconsciously, and the fragrance was refreshing. A companion can't help but suggest that pepper is ripe now, and it is the time with the strongest taste. The fruit of pepper is not only an excellent seasoning, but also has many functions such as bacteriostasis and insect repellent. If you pick a little and put it at home, you can get rid of mosquitoes and cockroaches. Eating more in winter can also get rid of the cold caused by the cold weather in winter, which has a certain effect on treating hypertension, diabetes and heart disease. We couldn't help admiring his erudition, and suddenly fell in love with pepper, which was originally unremarkable. Looking around, there were no strangers, so everyone started to work together as a gentleman on the beam. Although the hand was pricked from time to time, in the constant sigh, the trouser pocket was full in a short time. After taking out 2 or 3 tablets and putting them in your mouth, you immediately felt numb and crisp from your tongue to your lips, and there was a unique fragrance that went straight to your mind, and your mind suddenly relaxed a lot. Its taste is much stronger than the dried products bought in the supermarket. People not only lament the magic of nature, but also endow mankind with many wonderful things. 6-word composition 4

No matter in the park or on the street, or in the flowerpot at the door of the shop, there are all kinds of flowers, and some beautiful flowers will grow in some tourist attractions, uphill or Woods. However, everyone loves beauty. Seeing beautiful flowers, some people can't help but pick one and put it on their heads, or take pictures as a souvenir, but this is not right.

No matter how beautiful and colorful the flowers are, their lives are extremely weak. If we take them off the roots just because they look good, we will destroy a weak creature at that time. Maybe, if you don't pick that flower, it can bloom more beautifully and last longer there. Maybe you can continue to see its fragrance and beauty after this time.

every time I walk in the street, there are many flowers planted around me, which are blooming beautifully and can shed a fragrance. And often, we will also see some passers-by. Seeing these flowers are so beautiful, we reach out and pick one. In parks, we can often see some warning signs hanging in some gardens, such as "please enjoy with your eyes and don't hurt with your hands".

This is a warning to us that many of us often do some uncivilized things and always pick flowers, but I don't know how bad this uncivilized behavior is in the eyes of others. Therefore, please stop each of us and put down our flowers! Don't pick flowers any more, how beautiful flowers are, and add a gorgeous scenery to our life.

Pick one less flower and leave one more creature. Leave flowers under your command, and the flowers will thank you and give you a fragrance. As long as we don't pick flowers and just appreciate them with our eyes, then every time we go out in the street, walk in the park and come to the store, maybe we can see many beautiful flowers and see them smiling at us. Looking at such beautiful scenery, our mood will naturally be very good, so please don't pick flowers, leave flowers under your hands! It was a scorching summer day, and my cousin and I went to my grandfather's house to pick peanuts. I saw a pile of peanuts as soon as I got to my grandfather's door. Wow, there are so many peanuts! I thought to myself: on such a hot day, my mother asked me to help me pick peanuts. Do you want me to experience more things?

I saw my grandfather, who was already tanned, and he was old. He had to go to the mountains early every day to pull peanuts and do a lot of housework. I decided to help my grandparents finish picking these peanuts. But grandpa was afraid that we would go to the mountain to get hot, so he transported peanuts to the door and let us pick peanuts at the door.

after my cousin and I packed our things, we moved to a small chair and started picking peanuts today. My mother taught me to pick peanuts of different sizes from the roots and put them in a basket, with peanut stalks beside them. As time went by, I was sweating profusely. However, watching the peanuts in the basket gradually increase, I showed a happy smile. Let me see my cousin. My cousin has picked so many, one frame, two frames and three frames. I'm only two frames, so I quickly speed up and throw myself into picking peanuts. Grandma said that if we don't pull out peanuts now, they will sprout in a few days, and the peanuts with flower buds can't be eaten, so we must finish them as soon as possible now. I also hope to finish picking peanuts soon, so that grandparents don't have to work so hard and get up so early every day.

according to grandma, peanuts can be made into many patterns! For example: peanut oil, peanut juice, boiled peanuts, fried peanuts … make all kinds of delicious food. Grandma said that we are growing up and need a lot of nutrition, because peanuts are nutritious, so when we go home, they will bring us home and let us eat a little every day, hoping that we will grow up quickly.

I was very happy when my grandparents praised me after picking peanuts. But through this incident, I understand that food is hard-won, which makes me more aware of the hard work of farmers' uncles. I will cherish every grain in the future. 6

A little girl and her mother went to the park to play and look for autumn in nature in an autumn full of fruits.

When they entered the park, they saw tall trees in the park. The leaves on the trees were all yellow, and the falling Ye Er was like dancing butterflies. The little girl said happily to her mother, "Mom, I have found autumn, which is in the falling yellow leaves." The little girl saw the geese in the sky flying to the south in droves, quacking. The little girl excitedly said to her mother, "Mom, the geese flew to the south, and I found autumn again!" " The little girl saw an antique pavilion in the distance. The little girl thought the park was so beautiful. The little girl and her mother walked on. They saw many beautiful chrysanthemums in the flower bed. There are red, yellow and white ... colorful and beautiful. Chrysanthemums also have many shapes, some like open dragon claws, some like burning flames, and some like fireworks. The little girl was fascinated by it. She thought, If only these chrysanthemums were picked and put in her mother's vase! Thinking of this, she reached out to pick the most colorful chrysanthemums. Just then, my mother quickly stopped her. Mother said, "Daughter, you can't pick flowers." The little girl asked curiously, "Mom, chrysanthemums are so beautiful, why can't I pick them home?" Mother said earnestly, "If you pick one, I'll pick one, and everyone will pick one. The flowers in the park have already been picked. Where can we find autumn?" After listening to her mother's words, the little girl quickly drew her hand back. She said to her mother, "Mom, I understand this truth. It turns out that flowers are for everyone to see, and I will never pick flowers again."

when she got home, the little girl asked her father to make a sign that said, "Don't pick flowers, even flowers are afraid of pain." The little girl and her father came to the park again and put the sign in the flower bed. Later, these chrysanthemums grew more and more beautiful, which made the park more vibrant and attracted many tourists to watch. People like this park more. On Saturday afternoon, my cousin's mother went out on business and asked her sister to stay in our house for one day.

I took my sister to the People's Square. There were many flowers in the People's Square, red, yellow and purple ... We came there to play.

Suddenly, my sister said to me, "Sister, can you buy me a wreath? "

" ok, you stay here. "I said to my sister.

My sister is standing near the flowers, and the flowers around her are very beautiful, very beautiful. When my sister saw me walk away, she stood quietly, but after a while, she couldn't wait. Reaching out her little hand to the flower, she picked a beautiful flower. It was not enough for her to pick one. She picked the second, third and fourth flowers ...

At this moment, I came back. I was shocked to see my sister running around picking flowers. I called my sister to my side and pointed to a flower bed and said to her, "Sister, did you pick the flowers outside?" "

" Yes. " Sister excitedly held up her flowers and said, "Sister, look, I picked so many flowers. Are they beautiful?" Do you like it or not? "

"Sister likes these flowers very much, but I like them when they grow in the ground. I don't like them when you pick them ...

Sister got angry and said before I finished," Sister, why don't you like me picking them? We can take them home when we pick them, so we don't have to rush here to see them. "

I put a wreath on my sister's head and said, "Sister, flowers are alive, too. If you pick them, you will kill them. You see, so many beautiful flowers have died because of your willfulness. Look at the flowerbed, which was beautiful. It will not look good if you pick a circle of flowers, right?"

Sister thought for a while and said, "Sister, are flowers alive, so we can't pick flowers, and grass is alive, so we can't trample on it?"

"By the way, you really know how to extrapolate!" I said with a smile.

Yes, flowers and trees are alive. We should care about life, not picking flowers, and stop picking flowers.