800 words of the most glorious excellent composition of high school labor (5 selected articles)

1: 800 words is the most glorious excellent composition for high school labor. There is such a group around us. They get up early and get greedy for the dark, accompanied by sunrise, and rewarded by the full moon at night. They are working people!

During the May Day holiday, I forgot to have breakfast, and I went out to play with my mother. After walking for a while, our stomachs were growling with hunger. There is a steamed stuffed bun shop just opposite. I asked my mother for advice. My mother gave me some money to buy a cage of steamed bread. Walking into the steamed bun shop, maybe we came too early and just started steaming. "Boss, a cage of steamed buns." I said. The boss looked at a cage of steamed bread and answered "alas". Seeing him sweating profusely, I thought he might complain, but it seems that he doesn't always smile. The steamed bread is finally steamed. He put them in a disposable lunch box and handed them to me. I took the lunch box, gave the money and went out. "alas! Wait a minute, children! " The boss stopped me. "I haven't given you your change yet!" " "I was so careless when I patted my head that I forgot that I had the money to get it back! The boss smiled and said, "Here is your fifty cents. "Looking at the golden fifty cents, there is a warm current in my heart: when the boss saw that I forgot the fifty cents, he stopped me and didn't even covet a small fifty cents. I'm a little touched. In this world, there are many working people like steamed stuffed bun shop owners, whose hearts are pure and beautiful. These people don't want to be vigorous, just want to be unknown, because they only have one belief in their hearts: labor is the most glorious!

It is labor, but social science and technology are more and more developed; It is labor that makes roads extend in all directions; It is labor that brings us closer ... labor is admirable and working people are selfless devotees. Let's praise the working people in May and dedicate it to the most ordinary and greatest working people!

800 words "My enthusiasm, like a fire, cleaned the whole room, the whole sanitation ..." Whenever I sing this song, whenever I see my mother working hard, there is always an impulse in my heart. Yes, I am determined to use this summer vacation to clean my mother.

Another weekend has come. I got up at eight o'clock this morning. Through the crack of the door, I found my parents were still sleeping, so I made all the plans to surprise them when they woke up. So, I first picked up the broom, roughly cleaned the living room and kitchen, then took a big bucket of water and tried to twist it as my mother usually did. After that, I started the first step of my plan: the living room. Because of my lack of experience, I can only imagine mopping the floor with my mother and learning step by step. I first dragged the balcony along the road to the kitchen. I thought it was quite simple at first, but then it was delayed. Sweat fell like a waterfall, slipped down my nose and disappeared on the ground ... After I launched a big attack on the dust in the kitchen and living room, the dust "destroyed this home", "fled" and "hid" in the room. I went after them and became a general of our country-"Guan Yunchang". A "knife" came at the dust army, followed by a "five customs and six generals" who chopped the slightly larger "dust general" under the horse. With a mop in my hand, I laughed with pride. But I never imagined that these little soldiers were so cunning that they fled to a certain place in the room in droves and played hide-and-seek with me. I became a detective again, looking for clues carefully. Sure enough, "God helps those who help themselves" and "human justice is slow, but it does not leak", and the dust finally reveals its "ponytail"-it turns out that "they" are hidden in a tiny gap between the desk and the bed. I picked up a "treasure knife" (mop) and dragged it into the gap, but the more enchanted these hateful dust seem to be, the more I patiently rubbed it into the gap ... After I made great efforts to clean the room, living room and kitchen, my home became much more beautiful. Of course, I was praised by my parents. ...

Hee hee, labor is the most glorious!

Chapter 3: The most glorious and excellent composition of high school labor 800 words At noon today, I just woke up and heard my parents cleaning at home, so I went downstairs to have a look. At first glance, my father was washing the yard in the sun, and my mother was cleaning in the living room. Seeing this scene reminds me of a song "Glory of Labor" that teaches children to sing. The song includes "The sun is shining, and the rooster sings three songs. The flowers are awake and the birds are busy dressing up. The little magpie builds a new house, and the little bees are busy collecting honey. Where does a happy life come from? It depends on labor to create. " With this in mind, I wanted to help my parents do something, so I washed it quickly and went to help.

I'll go to dad's first to observe. I saw my father sweating, wiping the flowerpot with a rag, washing the yard and sweeping the yard. Dad saw that I had been watching, so he asked, "Do you also help?" "hmm!" I said yes. "That needs cleaning," Dad said, and went to clean. I'll help wash the yard. First, I rolled up my sleeves and pants, picked up my pipe and held it with my forefinger and thumb. Suddenly, a cool well water sprayed on my leg. I can't help shivering in my heart. How cold it is. I don't know how dad got it. I tried several times, finally mastered the skill and began to flush, only to see a little cool well water bounce off the ground and splash on me. There is also a hot sun roasting the earth, and the slug is "hot!" It's too hot. "Cried in a low voice. I'm getting tired. I haven't washed for a few minutes, and I'm already sweating. Finally, after about 10 minutes, I felt like a lobster in a steamer. I really wanted to sit on the cool ground, but then I thought: I just promised my father to help him wash the ground, so I have to do this! After that, he continued to wash the ground until it was clean. Looking at the efforts and sweat I have just made, my heart is almost full of honey-like joy.

It's really troublesome for dad to help mom after helping her. Otherwise, mom is jealous of dad, and there is no way out, so she has to do it to the end. Thinking about it, I began to get busy ... half an hour passed, and this "hard work" was finally finished, but I jumped up with joy when I saw this result. People often say: "Labor is hard and glorious." I had been puzzled by this sentence before, but this time I worked and let me understand the meaning. By growing vegetables with my grandfather this time, I finally understand why people always say "hard work is glorious." Because "no pains, no gains." Hmm!

Article 4: Excellent composition of 800 words. High school labor is the most glorious. There is a song that says, "Little magpies build new houses and little bees gather honey. Where does a busy and happy life come from?" We should rely on labor to create green Ye Er, red flowers and butterflies to play. Don't love labor and don't learn from it ... "Labor is the most glorious, and we should love it.

Autumn is the season of harvest. In season, the fruit trees are covered with ripe fruits, and the golden rice in the field is endless. Today, my mother and I came to grandma's house to help her pick vegetables and fruits. There is a large vegetable field in front of grandma's house, which contains everything: red apples, green spinach and white cabbage. ...

Grandma and I walked into the vegetable field with scissors baskets. As soon as I walked into the vegetable field, I was attracted by cabbage. I took the cabbage in my hand and pulled it hard, but he didn't move. I don't give up, shouting "one, two, one, pull." I call every time I shout. Pulled many times, or lost to Chinese cabbage. Grandma saw it and said, "How can you pull it like this? You have to cut it with scissors. " I did as grandma said, and soon I picked one cabbage after another. Cabbage is lying in the basket like a lovely doll.

After picking Chinese cabbage, my grandmother and I came under the pomegranate tree again. I reached on tiptoe, but I couldn't reach it. I jumped up and still couldn't reach it. "Hey, how can I eat this pomegranate?" Grandma saw that I was in a hurry and came over with a stool and said, "You step on the stool to pick it, but be careful of wrestling." I stepped on the stool and picked one plump pomegranate after another. These pomegranates show some red teeth and are very cute.

I saw grandma digging a big radish, so I thought, I'd better have a fight with grandma. So I sent an invitation to my grandmother: "Grandma, let me compete with you to pull out carrots, ok?" "Come on." I said, "Three, two, one." The game will begin. I tried my best to suck the radish, but I couldn't pull it out. I watched grandma's radishes run out of the soil one by one, but found nothing. Very unhappy. Just when I was at a loss, I saw a shovel next to the basket. I immediately picked it up and dug it up. Soon I also dug a lot of radishes here. It didn't take long for the game to end, and I won by a big margin. The vegetable garden is full of my grandmother's laughter. ...

In a short time, the vegetable basket was filled by my grandmother and me, including white cabbage, red pepper, green vegetables, red apples and pomegranate with a smile. Looking at a basket full of fruits and vegetables is very fulfilling. Grandma and I went home with this basket of vegetables. Mother makes these vegetables into delicious dishes. I am very happy to eat the fruits of my own labor.

Celebrity Gorky once said: "I know what labor is: labor is the source of all joy and all good things in the world." Labor can not only bring people wealth, but also bring people happiness and a better life. Therefore, we should love labor, which is the most glorious.

Chapter 5: 800 words "Ha ha ha ....." There was a burst of laughter from the "Master" rice shop. This is what I did with several good partners in Qiao Rongcheng! The rice shop is not big. As soon as you enter the door, you can see bundles of fresh wheat ears on the container, which is dazzling.

A cool breeze blew the smell of wheat, and we couldn't wait to squat on the threshold and beat wheat with our boss. Let's tie a few ears of wheat together first, then grab the straw and hit it hard at the bucket next to it. "Snapping" hollow ears of wheat suddenly shriveled down and flew away lightly; The ears of wheat were so strong that they could not be broken and fell heavily in the bucket. Half an hour passed and we harvested a bucket full of wheat ears. Golden wheat, with two sharp ends, is full and smells of grass.

The rice shop owner lifted the bucket and poured the ears of wheat into the rice thresher. He pressed the "start" button and the machine began to hum. Countless grains of wheat keep spinning in the drum ... ah, it's too hot! The elves took off their golden coats and showed their white bodies jumping on the trampoline. I hit your waist, you hooked my leg, and you had a good time! Even a few naughty boys poked their heads out to see the wonderful world outside and simply jumped up. Alas, they fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

"Stop!" As soon as the boss pressed the stop button, we immediately dragged the barrel to aim at the exit. "Rush ..." The sparkling rice poured down like a waterfall and soon filled the bucket.

"Son, you are hungry." The boss smiled and said, "I'll steam rice!" " "Half an hour later, a pot of delicious rice came out. Look! The swollen rice looks white, like a pearl, chewed in the mouth, soft, QQ-like, with a hint of sweetness!

"Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?" Every grain of grain is the painstaking efforts of the farmer's uncle, so we should cherish it!