Choose 500 words of strawberry composition.

In daily life or work and study, everyone has dealt with composition, which can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is a 500-word strawberry composition I collected for your reference only. Welcome to reading.

Choose strawberry composition 500 words 1 February 1. When the strawberries are ripe, my mother decides to take me to milk strawberries. I am very happy! Mom said that the place to pick strawberries was the experimental farm in Shaxi.

I got up early the next morning. I didn't even have breakfast, so I set off with my mother. ...

At the destination, many parents also came early with their children.

I am very happy to hear that there will be a competition before picking strawberries. The game begins. First, no one gives an egg and then draws on it. Whoever breaks the egg will be eliminated. Some children's eggs were crushed before they started painting. Haha, I drew a sun, a meadow and a child. As a result, I won the game. The prize of the competition is a sticker.

After the warm-up match, you can start picking strawberries! I took a big basket and kept picking it out there. Many parents have come back to life. I think my basket is not big enough. I exchanged it for the largest one. Some parents are so greedy! Pick one and eat one. It looked delicious, so I ate one too. How delicious! The more I eat, the more I want to eat. I tried to keep my mouth shut and then went to pick strawberries. I picked a big basket of strawberries, and some parents only picked about 10. I am in high spirits. When my mother saw me picking a big basket of strawberries, she gave some to her parents. I asked my mother why she gave her strawberries to others. My mother said, "Don't be too selfish. If parents step on so few strawberries, aren't they afraid of being called selfish? " I listened to Binbin nod.

After picking strawberries, my mother bought a potted strawberry for me to plant. I'm so happy!

Last summer vacation, my mother and I participated in a parent-child activity-picking strawberries. The scene at that time is still fresh in my memory.

The sun was scorching that day, and the ground was almost scorched, but the sunshine did not weaken my interest in picking strawberries with my mother.

When we came to the strawberry garden, we saw semi-circular strawberry sheds made of plastic films, one after another, like white hills. My mother and I each took a bag and went into the strawberry shed to pick strawberries. The strawberry shed is very warm, and it feels like walking into a tropical rain forest. I looked down and saw that strawberries were of different colors, some were like red agate, some were pink in red, and some were white. The shapes are also different, some are round, some are like small triangles, some are flat, and some two grow together. The strawberry shed is still full of strawberry fragrance. It's like soaking in a sugar jar, My Sweetie's.

I was picking while walking when a bright red strawberry smiled at me, as if to say, "I am big and sweet, come and pick me!" " "I turned my attention to another extra-large strawberry. It seemed unconvinced and said, "What's so good about it? Look at me, bigger than it! "! Let me see these big strawberries. They're all cute. I don't know which to choose. I had to take them all off. I first took the strawberry handle, pinched it with my nails, and then turned my hand. The strawberry fell into my hand and became something in my bag. I left one and right one, and in a short time, I filled the bag.

After picking, my hair and clothes were soaked with sweat. Only then can I feel the hardship of farmers' uncles growing grain. In the future, I will cherish the grain and prevent the sweat of the farmer's uncle from flowing away in vain.

Strawberry is one of my favorite fruits.

The other day, my mother said that she would take me to the countryside to pick strawberries at the weekend. I was very excited and kept asking my mother, do strawberries grow on trees like apples? Mom smiled mysteriously and said, you will know when the time comes. Finally looking forward to the weekend. The weather is like my mood. Wan Li is sunny and pleasant. The grasshopper flies to February. We drove to the Sanbao Strawberry Garden. I was surprised to find that the strawberry tree was not full of strawberries as I expected. What you see is a white greenhouse. They are very close. I quickly bent down to go in, and a sweet smell went straight into my nose. I saw a green carpet dotted with red gems.

It turns out that strawberries grow on land and their leaves are not that high. Branchlets stick out from the stems and strawberries grow on the branches. Some strawberries are ripe and red, which is particularly attractive; Some still wear turquoise clothes and grow in a hurry; Some have not yet borne fruit, quietly opening small white flowers and letting hardworking bees collect honey in the stamens. My mother saw me standing there and shouted, "Why don't you pick strawberries quickly?" I just came to my senses, picked up the bucket, bent down and rushed to pick it up. The lovely strawberry doll came to see me and poked its head out of the leaves. I parted the green leaves, carefully picked fresh strawberries and put them in my bucket. Soon I picked a small bucket full. I picked up a strawberry, put it in my mouth and took a gentle bite. The sweet taste makes me memorable.

Holding a bucket of strawberries, I can't wait to go home and invite everyone to taste the fruits of my labor. I am very happy today!

On that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my mother made an appointment with my uncle in advance to take me to Shuangshan Island to pick strawberries.

We started early that morning, and the weather was fine. I am looking forward to seeing those delicious strawberries. I must take a steam ferry to Shuangshan Island. This is my first time to take a boat. The wind on the river is cool on my face and I feel good. My mother told me that the ship crossed the Yangtze River and reached Shuangshan Island. Soon we reached the other side. When we got off the boat, we began to blindly look for a greenhouse for growing strawberries. My uncle drove for a long time and couldn't find it. I almost lost confidence. Only after my mother asked an old woman did I know that we were going in the wrong direction. My uncle immediately turned around and flew to the strawberry shed. After getting off the bus, my mother said a few words to the old man who looked at strawberries and took me into the strawberry shed with my basket. I'm glad to see those big, red and delicious strawberries. My mother said I could eat, so I picked one and stuffed it in my mouth. It is fragrant and sweet ... I look at the big and fragrant strawberry, and my mouth is watering. I only eat them. I eat while picking. It is too hot in the greenhouse. I took off my coat and tied it around my waist. I ran around looking for red strawberries. Soon I was full, so I chose half a basket with my mother. My mom said that's enough. Time to go home. Walking out of the greenhouse, I feel very cool outside. My mother paid the old man who looked at strawberries, and we went back the same way.

Today is my happiest day. I finally saw with my own eyes where the strawberries grew, and finally picked them and ate them myself. I made an appointment with my mother that I would study hard and take me to pick strawberries next year.

After a 40-minute drive from Hefei, my family and I finally came to Changfeng, the strawberry holy land.

I can't wait to get off. There is a cartoon sculpture of strawberries at the gate of the park, which is lively and lovely. But I don't care about that. I'm going to pick strawberries in the garden. I walked into the strawberry planting shed with a basket on my arm.

Wow! What appeared in front of us was a row of green plants. Looking intently, the green vines are dotted with strawberry flowers, and the eyes move down, and attractive strawberries hang on the top of the vines. Looking at strawberries, my eyes lit up. I picked a big, red strawberry, pulled out its pedicle and swallowed it in one gulp. Suddenly, a sweet juice spread between the lips and teeth, which was very delicious.

So many delicious strawberries, take them home and taste them slowly. Let's go I rolled up my sleeves, hunched my back, picked a big red strawberry, and I was full of energy, as if I had inexhaustible strength. One, five, ten ... There are more and more strawberries in the basket. I am like a balloon with a hole in the needle tip, slowly and slowly venting. I just think the basket is heavy, but I'm still picking and choosing. Tired, put down the basket to catch my breath and rub strawberry juice on the leaves with your fingers. Unconsciously, glittering and translucent sweat hung on the tip of my nose and glanced at the basket. Fresh strawberries have "occupied" more than half a basket, and everyone's face is full of smiles.

Back pain and numbness in the legs. I crouched down and looked at strawberry fields in front of me. Suddenly, my eyes were attracted by a strawberry flower. What a beautiful flower! Six white petals set off the golden stamens, pure and lovely. When a flower dies, it will become a coveted strawberry.

"There are so many strawberries here!" I looked inside, and my mother had started picking strawberries in another strawberry planting shed. I stood up and followed suit. Another "struggle", we successfully harvested two baskets of strawberries, both panting.

When I left, I took another bite of strawberries. It can be said that "this taste is only available in the sky, and it is rare to taste it on earth"!

I think of strawberries bought from other places, sweet, but without this unique and simple taste. Of course, labor is priceless, and food picked with both hands cannot be delicious.

Last summer vacation, my mother and I participated in a parent-child activity-picking strawberries. The scene at that time is still fresh in my memory.

The sun was scorching that day, and the ground was almost scorched, but the sunshine did not weaken my interest in picking strawberries with my mother.

When we came to the strawberry garden, we saw semi-circular strawberry sheds made of plastic films, one after another, like white hills. My mother and I each took a bag and went into the strawberry shed to pick strawberries. The strawberry shed is very warm, and it feels like walking into a tropical rain forest. I looked down and saw that strawberries were of different colors, some were like red agate, some were pink in red, and some were white. The shapes are also different, some are round, some are like small triangles, some are flat, and some two grow together. The strawberry shed is still full of strawberry fragrance. It's like soaking in a sugar jar, My Sweetie's.

I was picking while walking when a bright red strawberry smiled at me, as if to say, "I am big and sweet, come and pick me!" " "I turned my attention to another extra-large strawberry. It seemed unconvinced and said, "What's so good about it? Look at me, bigger than it! "! Let me see these big strawberries. They're all cute. I don't know which to choose. I had to take them all off. I first took the strawberry handle, pinched it with my nails, and then turned my hand. The strawberry fell into my hand and became something in my bag. I left one and right one, and in a short time, I filled the bag.

After picking, my hair and clothes were soaked with sweat. Only then can I feel the hardship of farmers' uncles growing grain. In the future, I will cherish the grain and prevent the sweat of the farmer's uncle from flowing away in vain.

In the morning, our family of three just arrived at a company, and before we could catch our breath, my mother couldn't wait to tell us that she would take my grandmother and me up the mountain to eat wild strawberries. I was ecstatic, hurried to the house with a basket and a small basin, and went up the hill happily.

Along the way, we saw many wild strawberry trees: some were "early-blooming red berries-outshine others", while others failed to bear fruit. These are only enough for us to eat, but we can't take the whole basin off and take it home to share with you. We are not discouraged. Listen to my mother, there are two wild strawberry trees in front of me. Because of the ventilation there, they bear fruit earlier than other trees every year. There may be some there. So we set off again with great interest.

When we got there, we were completely disheartened because all the wild strawberries there were gone. I went back with a feeling of loss, but unexpectedly, things changed again. We found that some wild strawberries were ripe. Seeing this, I quickly went to the bottom of the ditch to occupy a wild strawberry tree and began to look for it carefully. Not much, but there are one or two, which will be enough for a while. Just when I was about to get home, I saw a wild strawberry tree just about to pick it, but it was bitten by a wild bee on it. It seems to be afraid that I will rob it. In an instant, my face swelled up quickly. Because the pain was unbearable, I cried on the way, and I couldn't persuade it. My mother threatened me: "The more I cry, the more my face hurts." At this time, my crying stopped at once, the mountain quieted down again, and we went home.

Picking wild strawberries this time is really interesting, but my face is still red and swollen! Swelling around, I think this is quite interesting.

A 500-word composition about picking strawberries 8 "La la la, I am an expert in picking strawberries …" We are at my grandfather's house in Quzhou, and we are going to pick wild strawberries.

Walking on the mountain, there are many flowers and plants beside the winding path, and colorful flowers appear in early summer. Walking into the field, a smell of earth wafted over, and a large green grassland added infinite vitality to the earth.

"ah! You are happy to see it! " I only heard my aunt exclaim. I ran over and saw large tracts of wild strawberries in front of us. Wild strawberries hide under the leaves like shy elves and don't want to come out. Wild strawberries are green when they are immature. If you touch thorns, they will blend in with the surrounding green. If you eat them at this time, your tongue will be bitter. The marks on the leaves of wild strawberries are obvious, and the green and red ripe wild strawberries are in sharp contrast.

I jumped up like a hungry tiger. I picked strawberries, but I was also stabbed. Burning, a little painful. I took a closer look and found that there were thorns on the branches, which were sharp and a little bent. I picked up the wild strawberry and saw that it was hairy, like peas and seeds. I bite it down, and it tastes much more fragrant than strawberries in the greenhouse.

This time, I learned my lesson, moved my steps slowly, gently picked wild strawberries and opened them. There are ants and some insects inside. It turns out that after the wild strawberry is sweet, it becomes a delicious meal for ants and insects. Everyone ate while picking, and they had a good time and sweated.

Back to grandpa's house, we took out the results and there was a big bowl! This experience tells us that only hard work can bring sweet returns.

Today, our third-grade classmates went to pick strawberries, and we lined up along the way, skipping and chattering.

People come and go on the road, some go to work, some visit friends. ...

Finally arrived at the destination, the students walked with sweat, but when they smelled the attractive strawberry fragrance, no one shouted tired.

Walking into the strawberry garden, the first thing you see is more than a dozen greenhouses. With the teacher's permission, the students rushed into the greenhouse. They were afraid that the strawberry doll would be impatient. Some big red strawberries are like twins, others are like shy little girls. I bent down to find it. Whenever I see a big strawberry, I will carefully pick it off with my thumb and forefinger. In the process of picking strawberries, from time to time, several "little greedy cats" will eat strawberries and say, "How sweet!" After a while, many students piled strawberries in the basket into "hills"

Happy time is always so short, the strawberry picking activity is over, and we reluctantly left the strawberry garden. On the way back, I couldn't help but gently take off a "little green hat" on the head of a strawberry, and then slowly put the strawberry doll in my mouth. "wow! Very delicious. " A sweet and sour feeling goes straight to the heart. When I wanted to keep stuffing strawberry dolls into my stomach, I suddenly remembered what the teacher said: You can't eat more strawberries just picked, you must wash them with water before you can eat them. So I quickly put the strawberry doll in the basket. Finally, we arrived at the campus.

In this activity, I not only ate sweet and sour strawberries, but also experienced the happiness of labor, and I also knew the hard work of the farmer's uncle.

Today, my brother, mother and Shenyang went to the strawberry garden to pick strawberries.

Came to the strawberry garden, crossed two small ponds and found seven or eight greenhouses. Although the wind was biting outside, it was warm inside, so we managed to choose a greenhouse with more strawberries. Looking closer, the green of the shed is mixed with some red, which makes people appetite. I am like an eagle flying in the sky looking for prey. As soon as I saw the red strawberries, I rushed to pick them and threw them into the basket. The basket is getting full, and there are beads of sweat shining like diamonds on my forehead. I thought: I want to eat strawberries anyway, why not eat some first? I didn't expect these strawberries to be sour and sweet and very delicious, especially when they are ripe, they taste like cream.

I picked some strawberries like rubies and gave them to my mother. My brother and I eat strawberries while playing. My brother eats strawberries the most. When he saw one, he stuffed it into his mouth, even the green one, and his mouth was full. Fortunately, I found out and told him not to eat green strawberries. My brother and I continued to watch the adults running around the path in the greenhouse, busy looking for red and big strawberries. I was watching intently when suddenly my younger brother pulled my clothes and shouted Xiao Fa (Flower). Just when I was thinking about Xiaofa, a trampled little white flower appeared on the road in front of me. I told him it was a strawberry flower. He sniffed hard and told me that the hair (flower) of the grass fan smells good. He picked up the little flower and smelled it again and again.

Today, we return home with a full load. My brother and I munched strawberries in the car. How sweet!

Choose a 500-word strawberry composition 1 1 It was raining in Mao Mao this morning. Dad looked at the weather and said excitedly, "Let's pick strawberries today!" " "My mother and I quickly changed our clothes and sat comfortably in the warm carriage waiting for my father. Suddenly, the sound of "dong" turned out to be the door closing sound when dad got on the bus! Mom drove, and we started a wonderful trip.

We came to a beautiful small village. Looking around, I found everything there except no place to pick strawberries. When we were about to go home along the way we came, suddenly, a kind old man shouted, "Pick strawberries! 20 yuan a catty, sweet and sour! " So, my mother parked the car on the side of the road. We got off the bus, carrying colorful baskets and started picking strawberries in the greenhouse!

I squatted on the path in the middle of strawberry fields, and then carefully selected one by one. I saw a big red strawberry. I took it off and put it gently in a colorful basket. Mom suddenly "ah!" Suddenly, there is a strawberry bigger than a leaf, and it is red. I drooled and gently put it in the basket. My mother and I looked around and found a basket of strawberries. My mouth watered before the strawberries were washed. So, I secretly ate a strawberry, and my angry mother shouted, "Doudou, dare to steal strawberries!" " "I hid in the grass, afraid of being beaten by my mother.

Finally, we weighed a basket of strawberries, and the result was 45 yuan. I said, "How expensive!" Mother returned to the car with a bag. After a while, we returned to our warm home.

Strawberry picking trip, I really like it!

My parents took me to Shaxi this morning, because today my parents organized the parents of several students in my class to take our children to pick strawberries. I am very excited.

Just after nine o'clock, Zhang Xinkai, Tang, Jin and their mother all arrived at Shaxi High School where my parents worked. Mom and dad showed them around the campus, and the children were very happy. Zhang Xinkai also said that he would go to school here in the future.

Then, my father took us to the milk strawberry garden in Shaxi. Under the guidance of an aunt, each of us carried a basket and got into a strawberry shed. "Wow-"Rows of strawberry seedlings are covered with strawberries, red and green, and many, many, many more! Aunt told us that ripe strawberries are red, so we should choose this kind of picking, but we can't eat unripe strawberries.

After listening to my aunt's introduction, we began to pick strawberries ourselves, and the mothers were responsible for carrying baskets. We picked one on the left and one on the right. In a short time, each of us picked half a basket! Dad is busy taking pictures of us. He said he would send them to our growth file!

After picking strawberries, my parents took us to Shaxi Old Street. I used to play here, so I became a small tour guide and took my children to visit one bronze statue after another. My mother also took many photos with Tong Ren!

Then we went to the restaurant for lunch, and my father praised me for eating a lot today. Mothers say that because children work, play and eat together, they have a particularly good appetite.

After dinner, the children all went home with their mother. Mothers agreed to organize us to play together in the future and go to Jincang Lake next time. We are all looking forward to it!

Pick strawberries 500 words 13 On the second day of the Lunar New Year, my parents and relatives went to pick strawberries.

I found many small mounds in the strawberry garden, and strawberry trees grew on the mounds.

After a short rest, we began to get busy. We took some big pots and walked carefully into the strawberry garden. Look, the little strawberry is smiling at me! I held out my hand to take it off. Mother looked into her eyes and patiently said to me; "Don't pick it in a hurry, first look at whether the other side of the strawberry is red or not before picking it!" I listened to my mother's words and quickly turned over the strawberries. Strawberry seems very reluctant to show her snow-white belly, as if she were angry with me. I was so angry that I left this naughty strawberry. I searched carefully for a while and found a small and red strawberry. I went over to have a look. This is a red strawberry. This little strawberry is hidden between two green leaves, like a shy little girl. I really can't bear to take it off! I gently picked this little red strawberry and put it in the basin.

Soon, I picked half a basin of strawberries. Suddenly, a little bee flew to me, and I was frightened. I quickly said, "There are only strawberries in my basin, but no strawberry flowers!" " "Say that finish, he hurried away. That was close! I took a deep breath, and now I'm still a little scared to think of it!

But when picking strawberries, I am the hardest one. You see, I have a basin in one hand and a strawberry in the other. Every time my mother puts the picked strawberries in the basin, I will add a burden. I've never tasted such bitterness! Really exhausted! But I still feel very happy. Although picking strawberry flowers has the greatest strength, it also gains the most. I am so happy to see my harvest. From this, I also realized that the original pay and harvest are the same. The more you give, the more you get. Picking strawberries is like this, so should learning.

This year's Spring Festival is the happiest one for me.

Today, my parents and I are going to pick strawberries. I can't help drooling at the thought of the sour and sweet taste of strawberries!

You must have never picked strawberries yourself, have you? Me too. Although I often go to the supermarket with my parents to buy strawberries, I have never seen how long strawberries are. What is the adaptive temperature of strawberries? What kind of soil should strawberries grow in? I know nothing about it, let alone picking strawberries.

My parents and I came to my dream strawberry garden to pick strawberries. After bumping on the road for half an hour, we came to the strawberry garden. Looking around, there are milky greenhouses everywhere. The temperature in the greenhouse is unusually high, but it didn't stop us from picking strawberries. Look at those strawberries! Red, I can't help but go up and take a bite, but there are also unripe strawberries.

Ripe strawberries are red, some are small, but they are cute, and some are slightly bigger, but I think: these big strawberries must be delicious, and I really don't know which one to choose. I ran over with a white plastic bag, and I felt a little busy running over. "ah!" I gave a cry. It turns out that some big strawberries have dense leaves and low leaves. The hotter they are, the less they know what to look at.

It's 43 degrees inside, and our foreheads are covered with sweat. My parents and I rummaged through them one by one to see which strawberries looked big enough. My mouth watered after seeing a basket of strawberries. I picked up a strawberry and put it in my mouth. "Mmm!" Sour and sweet is delicious, which makes people want to eat.

Although I had a busy day today, I was happy to see a basket of strawberries.

Picking strawberries 500 words 15 Now is a good time to pick strawberries. The weather is fine at the weekend. I drove my father's new car and went to the suburbs to pick strawberries with my family. I am looking forward to it ...

The road conditions in Beijing are really not so good. Many people travel on Saturday. This road is too blocked. I fell asleep before I reached my destination. After waking up, we found a restaurant to eat agricultural products and prepared to pick strawberries after lunch. There is a big square in front of the hotel. I ran wildly in the square, so happy.

There are many strawberry picking gardens in Changping area. We asked around and left, but finally we didn't know where we were. In short, there are many people and cars, so it should be a relatively concentrated place. The picking garden we went to was very big, with many greenhouses on both sides and different varieties of strawberries to choose from. We advanced a shed, and my mother asked me to pick it and taste it myself. I chose a red one for my mother to eat first, and my uncle next to me praised me, hee hee! Strawberries are really sweet, and there are many very big ones. Grandma, Dad and I each took a box to hold the picked strawberries. This is my first time to the strawberry garden. Everything I saw was novel. I still remember a scene of picking strawberries in Qiaohu.

Everyone is picking and eating in the strawberry garden. I just take care of the picking and follow my father. Because the greenhouse is closed, the temperature is very high, and it is airtight, it didn't take long for us to stay inside sweating. We picked three boxes and hurried out. When I came out for some air, my parents took me to a shed next to me and picked another variety. I find this seems to be more delicious, but I have already selected three boxes before, so I won't choose any more this time. Let's have one!

There are so many strawberry pickers in this place. After weighing the strawberries, we saw a large group of people coming out of a shed in the distance, each holding a box of strawberries. Today, our harvest is also very rich, and we personally experienced the fun of picking strawberries. We are very happy. We were all exhausted when we came back, and I fell asleep in the car again. ...