Harvest of labor components

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The harvest of labor composition 1 The burning sun is high in the sky and shines on a farmland in the village. At this time, a man in a robe passed by and saw a bunch of ripe plums and apricots hanging on the tree. Look at the field again, as if covered with a thick quilt by snowflakes. It turned out to be a snow-white buckwheat flower with a sparse rape flower next to it.

The sun is so hot, how can anyone? Only some butterflies and dragonflies fly around the fence. When this man saw it, he couldn't help admiring: It's really a hot summer day, and no one dares to come out and stay at home. Even butterflies and dragonflies flying by the fence can't stand the high temperature. Only these plants are still dancing happily. Such a scene is really rare!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He recorded this rare scene and casually wrote: "Plums are golden and apricots are fat, wheat is gray and cauliflower is sparse. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. " This man is Fan Chengda, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. This poem written by him has become a masterpiece that has been told for generations.

At first, I thought it was too hot for people to stay at home. Later, after checking the information, I learned that summer was "long" from the beginning, and farmers were busy. Farmers went out early and returned late, working in the fields all day, and rarely seeing pedestrians during the day. This poem seems to be about scenery, but in fact it is about farmers' labor, which sets off the hardships and busyness of farmers' labor with beautiful scenery.

Farmers have to work to gain, and we students have to work to learn.

In my sleep, I heard "the sun is shining brightly, the rooster sang three songs ... the little magpie built a new house and the little bee was busy collecting honey." With these crisp songs, I knew it was time to get up, so I got out of bed at once. While dressing, I thought: Why is the alarm of my mother's mobile phone a labor song today? Is today a special day? I glanced at the calendar in an instant, only to know that there are still a few days before May Day.

Came to the bathroom and saw the dirty washbasin. I think: Today is Labor Day, a holiday for workers. Should I clean the washbasin? I immediately brought a rag and wiped the washbasin hard. Soon, what I saw was no longer a dirty washbasin, but a white washbasin.

I saw the mirror on it again, which was full of watermarks. I didn't think about it, so I wiped the mirror with a wet rag. But when the mirror was dry, I found that I could not wipe it with a wet rag, but only with a dry rag. I wiped it again with a dry rag. Looking at the sparkling mirror, I smiled happily, and the mirror clearly reflected my smile.

When I looked back, it turned out that Mom and Dad were also working! Mother is cleaning the glass. It is as clean as new. Dad is cleaning the door. He polished the door brightly.

After a day's work, I couldn't help singing: "The sun is shining, the rooster sings three songs ... Where does a happy life come from?" ? We must rely on labor to create! "

The Harvest of Labor Composition 3 Labor is no stranger to each of us. In fact, we are doing all kinds of labor every day. I think you must have gained a lot after your labor, just like you. However, in an ordinary labor, I was deeply touched and benefited a lot.

I remember it was a hot summer, and the red sun in the sky scorched the earth, and people all hid in a cool place for the summer. When I got home and wanted to eat ice cream, I suddenly saw a lot of melon seeds under the refrigerator. I quickly looked at the whole living room and found apples and melon seeds everywhere. I thought, "I just want to experience the taste of labor." So I paid attention to the refrigerator door, picked up the broom and dustpan and worked hard. I bent down and took the broom to sweep all the rubbish under the refrigerator, but the broom was too thick for me to get in. So, I thought hard, "How can I take out all the garbage?" I thought for a few minutes, and suddenly I had a brainwave and said to myself, "I have it." I quickly found a thin stick and dug it under the net refrigerator. Sure enough, it was dug up soon. I dug up all the rubbish under the sofa in the same way, and then I began to sweep left and right, sweeping all the rubbish together. I was sweating like a pig, but I just said "never give up", so I picked up a dustpan, swept all the garbage in and poured it into the trash can outside. I just got home and my mother came back. I was so happy when I saw that I had swept away all the garbage in the living room and praised me.

Through this labor, I have gained a lot: this labor has taught me how to solve difficulties and made me understand that happiness lies in language labor!

The harvest of labor composition 4 whatever you do, as long as you work hard, you will get something. Although sometimes it is not the result we want, you will get something, even a little happiness.

One night, my mother and I went to grandma's house by car. When I got up the next morning, there was a thin layer of fog outside the window, and everything looked so gloomy. I just opened my eyes and saw all this, which is really different from the morning I saw at home in the city. After a while, my mother came in and said that there is an arduous task today-breaking corn. Dizzy, I cheered at once. I think it should be more interesting than catching a grasshopper and roasting its thigh.

I got dressed three or two times and then ran into the yard. I saw a pair of corn cobs, so I took one at random and started to break it off. But those corn kernels just wanted to play with me, but they didn't come down, so I tried to peel them one by one. As a result, they were smashed into pieces with rice grains, and my hands were burning. I panicked and ran to see how my grandmother broke up. I saw her holding a corncob in her left hand, and with a gentle force in her right hand, dozens of corn kernels fell quietly. It seems that I have not mastered the skills. I did it according to grandma's method, but it didn't break at first, and it didn't break after a long time. After half a day's hard work, we finally broke the pile of corn cobs.

I don't know. I don't know. It's good to say goodbye. Look at the fruits of your labor, don't mention how happy you are.

I often see my mother mopping the floor hard, so I want to mop the floor for her. Mother said, "Good! The floor upstairs is dirty and can be dragged. " I was so happy that I jumped three feet high that I could finally help my mother with the housework.

The first step is to soak the mop in a big basin filled with water to make it "comfortable". After a while, the mop was completely soaked. I mentioned that it was as heavy as a big stone. I managed to take the mop upstairs.

The second step, I came to the bedroom, first mopping the floor next to the bed, and then mopping the floor next to the clothes rack. I accidentally stepped on the floor beside the bed. I had to mop the floor beside the bed again. I thought angrily, "Why is it so difficult to mop the floor?" I really want to quit my job, but it's really embarrassing to think that I'm too old to mop the floor. No, I must learn to mop the floor. The brain began to recall the scene of mother mopping the floor: mother walked backwards and dragged back and forth with a mop, which was very rhythmic. When dragging the living room, I imitated my mother's appearance and dragged it regularly and rhythmically, which was very effective and didn't make any mistakes at first. Finally mopping the floor, I feel very tired, but looking at the clean floor as new, my heart is full of sweetness, and my fatigue has disappeared by more than half.

In the third step, I soaked the dirty mop in a big basin and dragged it back and forth with a mop rod in my hand. The clean water soon darkens. I had a hard time lifting the mop from the water and hanging it on a nail to control the water.

My mother saw the fruits of my labor and praised me again and again: "Yes, yes, I mopped the floor so well for the first time." Great! " "I am very happy.

The first time I mopped the floor, I gained the joy of labor. I must do more housework in the future.

The Harvest of Labor Composition 6 Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and my busy parents are cleaning up my supermarket. I also joined the labor and saw my mother cleaning the ceiling. I asked my mother, "Mom, what can I do?" Mom said, "Then help me clean the shelf!" " "I thought to myself," what's so rare about this? Look at me! "I immediately agreed!

I have to prepare a rag and a basin first, then pour the water into the basin and take it to the front of the shelf. Then I took all the goods off the shelves, cleaned the shelves and put them back as they were.

One morning, I kept cleaning and swinging, and rows of bookshelves were arranged by me, but I looked up and saw that there were still several rows of bookshelves that had not been cleaned. Oh, my God! When will this speed be completed?

My hands and feet are getting weaker and weaker, and I can hardly catch the rag in my hand. I accidentally spilled dirty water all over me when I was carrying the bucket. I almost cried and wanted to quit! I think, since I promised my parents, I should stick to it. In this way, we persisted until noon 12. After lunch, I worked until 2: 30 pm. We all laughed when we looked at the brand-new supermarket. My mother also gave me a thumbs-up and said, "You are a big help!" "

Through this labor, I understand: "No matter what you do, as long as you persist, you will succeed!" " "

Labor composition 7 The gains of various people and industries will be different. For example, when autumn comes, the farmer's uncle will have a bumper harvest. Today, I will talk about my harvest.

At noon today, after dinner with my mother, I took the rabbit cage for a walk in Baihe Park.

When I got to the park, I first found a meadow and let the rabbit out of the cage for a walk. I took a fancy to a meadow with a small piece of alfalfa. I can't wait to pick one. My mother came over and said to me seriously: when picking alfalfa, you should grab the bottom part, or the rabbit will fall off before eating it. I did it according to my mother's method, and sure enough, I chose a long one. Then, I added difficulty to myself. I picked another one, each one is so long. I chose the second and the third.

Then we changed a meadow, where there was more grass than the meadow just now. I let the rabbit out again. The two rabbits ate happily, worked hard and ate quickly until they were full.

Two rabbits were full, rested for a while and began to jump. The little white rabbit runs around. Where's the little gray rabbit? It just walks leisurely, let it run, let it sleep, let it not sleep. It's really angry and funny.

Walking the rabbit seems simple, but in fact this little thing is very difficult.

The harvest of labor composition 8 May Day is coming, and we have to work all day. First of all, we should give our family a thorough cleaning in the morning.

I was assigned to do housework. My task is to sweep and mop the floor. My task is to tidy the room. My task is to wash clothes and tidy the wardrobe. My task is to clean the table and disinfect it. I assign tasks to be completed. Let's split up.

I picked up the broom and began to sweep the floor. Every bit of dust and bacteria can't escape from my palm. When I was sweeping, the amusement park, which was originally dusty, turned into a clean wooden floor. The dust was swept a little east and a little west by my broom, and I passed out.

I emptied all the dust into the trash can. In order to prevent bacteria from playing on the wooden floor again, I picked up the mop, soaked it in water, then wrung it out and mopped the floor. When mopping the floor, I have to mop it up hard so that the bacteria can take a bath next time. Hee hee, I was a little proud.

I finished my task and then looked at the floor. It's clean, but not clean enough to see people's faces clearly. I will definitely do it next time. My sister cleaned the room at home, and my mother washed the dirty clothes and hung them on the hanger on the balcony, folding the clothes in the closet very neatly and orderly. Dad cleans the furniture, washes the dishes in the kitchen and disinfects every corner of the house. It's great that each of us has finished the task!

The May Day Labor Day gave me the inspiration that everyone should work, no matter what the result is, as long as you work hard, it is the best. Life needs labor to create.

On my way home from school on Friday afternoon, I was still thinking about what the teacher said: "Sunday is Mother's Day. After everyone goes home, they must do something for their mother. " What should I do? While I was thinking hard, I had already gone home.

It's the next day in a blink of an eye, but I still don't know what to do for my mother. Moreover, the teacher also said that washing dishes and back rubs are all done by first-grade children. We are all in the fifth grade, and we will be in the sixth grade soon, so we have to do some other things, such as quilt cover. Yes, I can help my mother tuck in! My depression just now turned into a face of excitement.

I finally found an opportunity. Mother is about to put the quilt into the quilt cover. I quickly stopped her and said, "Mom, today is Mother's Day. As a gift for Mother's Day, let me help you cover the quilt cover! " "Mom smiled and said," OK, but can you? " I said happily, "Of course, it's just a quilt cover." "Then you come!" Mom said with a smile.

I unzipped the quilt cover according to my mother's usual quilt cover, and then forced the quilt into it. My mother looked at me and quickly grabbed me and said, "This is not right. If you plug it in like this, it will become a ball! " ! You have to push it in slowly, corner by corner, so that it can be flattened. "I installed it for a long time according to my mother's method and finally put it in. But mom said, "Good, you just need to set up five more." "ah! "I called out, set a very tired, but also set five! I crustily skin of head set up. However, I am also very happy, because I have finished the homework assigned by the teacher, and I have learned a truth: don't be too proud, but do things with an open mind.

I have gained so much at once, so I think this should be the happiest Mother's Day I have ever had!

I like to go shopping with my mother. Every time we came home with a full load, but that time my harvest was special.

It was one morning of summer vacation, and my mother and I went shopping together. I ran to several shopping malls in a row, but I didn't buy the right one. When I look at the flowers, it's almost noon, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. My mother bought two small ice creams from the soda fountain, and I tore open the paper to eat. The piece of paper I shredded floated to the ground.

The little girl in front! Did you hear that? Walk slowly! I had just walked two or three steps when I suddenly heard an uncle shouting. But I didn't realize it was calling me. I didn't mean to stop at all. At this moment, an uncle came panting and shouted in a commanding tone: pick up that paper quickly! I saw the ice cream paper I just threw away, and at that moment, people around me surrounded me. Let me pick up paper in front of so many people? My face turned red, and the paper I threw away looked even more dazzling.

At this time, my mother spoke angrily: go and pick it up, or a small cadre with three bars! Even if everyone is like this, why should we create a sanitary city! There was a buzz in the crowd. I blushed and bowed my head. I picked up the paper in full view and threw it into the trash can. That's more like it. Just change it! There's another buzz. Then the crowd broke up.

Walking on my way home, I always dare not look up. I always feel that someone is casting an accusing eye. I don't know why, the teacher's words always ring in my ear: we are small masters of our hometown, we should get rid of bad habits and start from the little things around us to create a healthy city. I'm ashamed and ashamed.

Although it seems to be a trivial matter, it has given me special gains.

The Harvest of Labor Composition 1 1 "Knock, knock, knock". I walked on the stairs with brisk steps and pricked up my ears. "Hey? Why got so quiet. Has the teacher started teaching? " I can't help but speed up the pace again. I looked into the classroom through the window. It turns out that I was the first one. What a false alarm!

Then, the teacher hurried over. Many students have come to class, and there are still more than twenty minutes before class, so I took Liu Chang's hand and walked to the book corner. I looked at the bookshelf with books on it and said to Liu Chang, "Let's help the teacher tidy up the books!" "Good" Chang Lu also happily agreed. At first, Liu Chang took out all the books, and I came to find the same edition and put it on the shelf. While tidying up, I said, "Let's take out the books and tidy them up. Will the teacher blame us if we don't tidy them up before class? " "It shouldn't, but it should be possible." Liu Chang replied without looking up.

Suddenly, I said loudly, "The bookcase is broken and fell off. What should I do? " Looking at Liu Chang's still preoccupied fiddling, no one answered, so I had to continue working. "Finally!" I stretched and left the corner of the book. The teacher walked into the book corner and saw rows of neat books there. He said happily, "Who put them so neatly!" "We both smiled happily.

In the classroom, the teacher smiled and said, "I won't live up to your work." Come on! One person reward 10 points! "

The Harvest of Labor Composition 12 During the National Day holiday, my parents took me back to my grandpa's house in Northeast China. When I went back, I just caught up with the autumn harvest and experienced the experience of corn harvesting.

Autumn wind blows gently, and corn is like a handsome guy who just changed clothes, from green to gold. The exposed corn head seems to say, "Little master, come and pick us up!" " "

Under the leadership of my parents, some rural friends and I started picking corn in grandpa's yard! Mom and Dad are in charge of cutting corn stalks, and Li Haoyang and I are peeling corn stalks. When I peel the skin, the roots under me firmly grasp the skin, like a "sea needle." Li Haoyang said, "You can turn it down!" I said with a grain of salt, "OK, I'll try." I used his method for reference, and sure enough, the skin was easily peeled off. It used to be difficult for me to peel it, but now it's much easier! The remaining two people are responsible for breaking the corn from the corn stalk.

The day passed quickly, and the corn we peeled became a hill. Look at our hands, but they are rough and have many cuts by corn stalks. But I have gained the food of life, and what benefits me more is the food of spirit. I can't feel an ancient poem pouring into my mind: "When weeding is noon, sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard. " I also know that it is not easy for farmers' uncles. I want to be a person who saves and cherishes food.

The Harvest of Labor Composition 13 Every time I go shopping with my parents, I can't help but look at the counter of the telephone meter, because I have been thinking about a multifunctional telephone meter for a long time, but it is very expensive, and I am worried that my mother won't buy it for me.

Until one day, I finally got up the courage to test my mother carefully and said, Mom, can you buy me a telephone meter? Mother thought for a moment and replied, let's make an agreement. You can buy what you want by making money by doing housework yourself. I readily agreed, not to mention how excited I was to make money.

Do it. After dinner tonight, I quickly tied on my apron and couldn't wait to clean up the dishes. My mother is responsible for washing dishes, and I am responsible for cleaning the table and stove. First, I wiped the greasy table with a dishcloth soaked with detergent, and then began to clean the stove, but because I was too short to reach the stove, I quickly moved a small bench and stood up. I cleaned the range hood, tiles and stove from top to bottom according to the steps my mother taught me. The stove is the most difficult to clean. There are thick oil stains here. I had to pick up the heavy pot and put it aside first, and then wipe the stove back and forth with all my strength, so as to clean the oil stains. Finally, I wiped the table and stove again with a clean rag to wipe off the residual detergent water.

Looking at the polished stove, I have a sense of pride. At this time, my mother praised me and gave me two yuan as agreed. I jumped three feet high with joy and quickly stuffed the money into the piggy bank, because I was one step closer to my goal. At the same time, I deeply understand that it is not easy for parents to make money, and only hard work will yield something.

The harvest of labor composition 14 this Sunday night, the moonlight is like water, and the static shadow is heavy. My family held the Bao Bao jiaozi Competition, and my mother planned to give me a chance to show my skills-Bao jiaozi.

The intense labor began, and I saw my mother carrying a heavy load. Without two or three times, she wrapped a lifelike jiaozi, and her dexterous hands were as fast as sparks, which made me admire. Dad is not to be outdone, trying to catch up with mom.

I confidently picked up the dumpling skin, learned from my mother's appearance and drew a gourd ladle. Because of inexperience and slow speed, the last jiaozi was ok. I looked at it carefully and always felt something was missing. In the light, my jiaozi is like a deflated ball, lying lazily on the table. Mom almost laughed when she saw it, and my face turned red, hum! I don't believe this evil! I picked up the dumpling skin again and again, tried again and again, tried again and again, and corrected again and again. Finally, my skills have been greatly improved. One wrapped jiaozi neatly, just like a victorious soldier defending my dignity, my mother also showed a gratified smile!

It seems that everything needs persistence, and persistence can achieve the final victory!

Persistence is majestic, because victory is hammered out in all aspects; Persistence is sweet, because indomitable perseverance has sown the seeds of victory in my heart.

Ah, this jiaozi contest really benefited me a lot! As long as you work hard and persevere, you can get good grades and succeed!

The harvest of labor composition 15 I am really bored these days, but the adults are very busy. I sat on the side of the road silently, watching them transport goods with pickup trucks again and again, and watching them move these goods around again and again. Of course I want to help, but the adults always keep me out of it, saying that I will help more and more. Let's wait for lunch in the kitchen. I took my sister and ran away quickly. Seeing my uncle assembling clothes hangers, I was curious and went in to have a look. This is a hard job. My uncle doesn't mind me helping him at all. He asked me to cover the joint of his assembled clothes rack with a small plastic cover. I readily agreed, rolled up my sleeves and concentrated. Although it was a simple and meticulous work, I did it meticulously. A few hours later, my hands were dirty and dirty. But I still don't care. I work hard. My work efficiency is very high, and I won't stop if I'm not perfect. So I tried my best to shoot it again every time I put the lid on, making sure it was not strong. Ten hangers have been hung up, and I'm sweating all over. I have to check it again.

I was really tired that day, but when I contributed to everyone, I would feel extremely proud. Although there is sweat in labor, there is also fatigue. But it is happy, which is the harvest of labor. Sweat brings results, and results bring happiness. This is the best reward I have ever paid. Giving more strength to the masses is equivalent to getting a harvest for yourself, which is mixed with hard work and fatigue, and more importantly, joy.