My harvest composition

In life, work and study, everyone has written a composition, and you should be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is a kind of speech activity with strong comprehensiveness and creativity. So how to write a general composition? The following is my carefully arranged harvest composition. Welcome to draw lessons from and refer to. I hope it helps you.

My harvest composition 1 If you are not careful, you, my daughter, have grown up and entered adolescence. I, your mother, have reached the middle age of my life.

I used to think that you were still an inexperienced child, as simple as a blank sheet of paper. Simple me, face you with simple mind and simple language.

Daughter, you have always been a beautiful, kind, docile and lovely little girl in my eyes. But I gradually found that you, smart, also have your own troubles, troubles and secrets, and no longer communicate with me wholeheartedly. The language I love sometimes doesn't please you, and you show rebellion and resistance. My life has encountered unprecedented resistance, which comes from your heart.

Daughter, you have your own thoughts, your own preferences and your own personality. You are no longer a simple little girl in my eyes, you have grown up. I look at you and everything around you with calm eyes. I face you with the idea of carving a boat for a sword, and our distance will get farther and farther.

I try to adjust my mind, learn from you and get close to you. I will read your favorite books carefully. I will search the movies you have seen, discuss with you and approach your world. Friends around you, whenever there is an opportunity, I will invite them to my home and treat them warmly. . .

Gradually, I feel that you no longer reject me. You are accepting me and the language I love. In you, I regained my confidence.

Your growth is my trouble. My troubles stem from simplicity. Facing you, my daughter, you have taught me a lot. Love is human nature. True love is love, which can be understood and accepted. True love needs to be learned.

When people reach middle age, they are not confused at forty. Confusion once came from misunderstanding in the mind. Facing your growth, I have gained something.

Thank you, daughter. I wish to grow and harvest with you all the way.

My harvest composition 2 A beautiful and substantial semester has passed, and we are about to usher in a brand-new semester.

During this time, I am like a seedling, constantly absorbing the nutrition brought by books, growing sturdily and learning a lot of knowledge.

In Chinese class, I learned more about Mao Zedong's great feelings and poet's elegant demeanor. Know the importance of reading and many famous aphorisms; When I was in the fifth grade, through the lesson of "Enlightenment from Fishing", I understood that morality is just a simple question of right and wrong, but it is difficult to practice. ...

In math class, we learned more about fractions, and learned the addition and subtraction of fractions with the same denominator and different denominators. Learned to use scores to indicate the size of the possibility. ...

In English class, we learned a lot of new words and got a better understanding of the pronunciation of letter combinations. ...

I clearly remember the famous writer Cang Kejia said, "Reading is like climbing a mountain. The higher you climb, the farther you can see; " Reading is like working hard. You sweat more and gain more. "Yes, on our learning path, only if you are more diligent and diligent than others, can you walk in front of others, climb the highest mountain first and reach the other side of success!

This is my harvest!

My Harvest Composition 3 Today is March 8 Women's Day. As soon as I got up, I picked up the small gift I made-Hualan, which I gave to my grandmother and my mother. ...

The most unforgettable thing is that I learned to wash clothes. At noon, we have dinner and adults are watching TV. I thought there were still some clothes to wash, which were usually washed by grandma and mom. Today is Women's Day. Why don't I wash them and surprise them later?

So I started. I rushed to the second floor in three steps and made two steps to "spray" water. After the water was put in, I put four more spoonfuls of washing powder, and after mixing it evenly, I washed it. This is my first time to wash. I used to wash like my mother and grandmother, and I didn't miss a place. I washed very clean. Then I remembered my mother's words. The most important thing in washing clothes is the neckline and cuffs. So I brushed and brushed these key parts, and then washed them again and again with water until there were no bubbles, which was considered as good washing. After washing clothes, my hands are very tired.

After I hung up my clothes, my grandmother came over and said, "Who washed the clothes?" I chuckled and said, "Far away, just around the corner, who else but me?" Grandma said excitedly: "You have grown up, and Yolanda has grown up!" My heart is full of sweets, as if I had won the battle.

Today can not only let my mother and grandmother have a good rest, but also let me learn to wash clothes and feel the hard work of women. What a great harvest!

My harvest composition 4 20xx65438+1October 13 is the day for our primary school students to give speeches. It has been several days since our winter vacation final exam. During this period, the teacher gave the students an assignment-"My Growth", which I thought was optional, so I went to school empty-handed, which was the first time since I entered school. I'm ashamed.

Ding! Ding! It's time for the speech. Students who are prepared are full of pride and self-confidence, while students who are not prepared hang their heads and dare not look up. In this way, we all sat under the stage and listened to the speeches of individual students. They were so earnest and devoted that I listened with relish and almost forgot myself.

In the afternoon, the teacher also took us to the lecture hall to listen to other students' speeches. The atmosphere is full, and each one is better than the other. What impressed me more was the debate. The teacher asked the students whether they should be exposed to electronic phones. As soon as the words just stopped, the pros and cons said their own benefits. Their voices are louder and louder, and they are very lively.

In fact, as a bystander of the speech, I also want to express my personal views. Now our motherland is in a period of high-tech development, and electronic products have spread to everyone, regardless of adults and children, men, women and children, because mobile phones can contact the feelings between you and me and are convenient. You can spend money on shopping on your mobile phone without leaving home. Most importantly, owning a mobile phone can also bring entertainment to everyone. It's nothing to watch a video. However, I want to say that no matter how good the mobile phone is, it must be measured and self-disciplined, so that it can play its due role.

My harvest composition 5 During the winter vacation, my biggest harvest was learning to fry eggs.

I beat the eggs in a bowl, stir them evenly with chopsticks and add a little salt. Then put oil in the pot, then put the pot on the liquefied gas stove, turn on the electronic switch, and small bubbles suddenly appeared on the eggs. I fried it for a while. Oh, no, some eggs spilled oil. In desperation, I remembered that my mother lit a small fire every time she fried eggs. How can I light such a big fire? I immediately turned down the fire. I fried it several times. I tasted the eggs, but I didn't feel good enough. After a while, I tasted another one and thought it was not yet time. In this way, I fried and tasted it, and I couldn't tell whether it was raw or cooked. So I called my mother. My mother smiled and said, "You are too impatient. You have to wait until the eggs turn golden and smell like eggs. " So, I started frying again and slowly found that the eggs gradually turned golden yellow. I tasted another one. Wow! It is delicious.

At this moment, my mother came over. My mother tasted my fried egg and said, "Not bad, not bad."

I succeeded in frying eggs for the first time

My Harvest Composition 6 Harvest is the result of cultivation, and harvest is the fruit of the tree of growth. Only with hard work and sweat will it blossom and bear fruit.

I used to be a timid girl, afraid to learn to ride a bike, skateboard or roller skates. However, one thing completely changed me.

"whoosh!" Dad passed me on a brand-new bike. "Great!" I clapped my hands and cheered because my father bought me this car. Yellow body, red basket and small black wheels, what a perfect combination. "I want to learn to ride a bike." I couldn't restrain my excitement and got on the bus at once. The car was very disobedient and danced "swing dance" in front of me. With a bang, the car fell on me. "It hurts!" I helped the car up and patted the dirt on my body. "I don't want to learn, it hurts!" "I am so changeable. I study when I am happy and flinch when I am unhappy. However, when I looked up, I faced two cold faces. I also want to learn, but I got on the bus and looked at them with pleading eyes. My mother came to me and said, "I've learned, and my pocket money has doubled." "If you can't learn, you won't have to eat at night." I am a "penny fan" and I am happy at the sight of money. For pocket money, work hard! I can't stop imagining how others ride bicycles. As soon as the foot leaves the ground and pushes up, it fails without stepping on the pedal. Once again, although I stepped on the accelerator this time, I didn't ride a few steps and the car fell down again; I fell down and got up again ... I rode many times, my legs were blue and my hands were worn out. I endured the pain and continued to practice. Finally, after the nth time, I learned to ride a bike.

Isn't this the case with many things in life? After you have done the same thing countless times, your scars are no longer scars, and your pain is no longer painful, because they have become your medals of success.

My harvest composition 7 My mother signed up for a swimming class at work. Her mother said that the coach was too lazy to meet people and had to let me be her little teacher. I am usually taught by others. Now I'm going to teach my mother. I am so excited.

I trained my mother in the way my coach used to teach me. First, I taught my mother to float. At first, my mother was too timid to let go. I told her to relax and imagine her body as if she were lying in a warm bed. Finally, under my guidance and intimidation, my mother finally overcame her fear of water and learned to float. How many meters can she float?

Then, I will teach my mother foot movements. I told my mother that the foot movement is very important, because the body moves forward by pedaling, so the foot movement must be done correctly. Let me demonstrate the action of my feet first. Foot movements are divided into "receiving, separating, kicking and clamping". I did it back and forth many times, and then let my mother do it. Then, I helped her practice on the shore. But as soon as she entered the water, she was in a mess, and with great effort, she could only make short progress.

Hey! This is casting pearls before swine. I'm so tired that my hands are sore. It seems that it is not easy to be a little teacher. Finally realized the hard work of the teacher at ordinary times. I will study hard in the future so that the teacher is not so tired.

My Harvest Composition 8 On a breezy and brightly lit night, my parents and I came to Vientiane City to play.

When I entered the shopping mall, the first thing I saw was high-end and expensive clothes, but all this didn't attract me at all, because I heard that there was a spacious skating rink here and it was really cold! This is the main purpose of my visit to Vientiane City.

Vientiane City has five floors. Where is the skating rink? I quickly found the sign and saw a "Ice Fen Vientiane" on the fourth floor, thinking: This should be an ice rink! Hurriedly took my mother and said, "Is there an ice rink here?" "You will know when you go up." Mother said softly. So we quickly ran to the fourth floor. I'm like a little rabbit running for it. When I found it, the scene really made me unable to describe it. The flawless white ice is so smooth and bright that it looks like a big mirror under the light. Some people in the skating rink struggled along the guardrail, and some people slipped and spun easily on one foot.

After the last game, we quickly put on skates, knee pads and helmets, and couldn't wait to walk into the stadium. I can't control myself on the ice. I walked slowly like an ant carrying food, but I fell down with my neck upside down. I am not discouraged. I learned to bend over, bend my feet and slide slowly around the guardrail. After hard practice, the skates began to listen slowly. I was able to leave the guardrail and slip a few steps. Mom and dad both gave thumbs up with a smile.

Two hours soon ended, and I remembered that I had fallen six times. No wonder my ass is sore on both sides, but I am still very happy, because I can leave the guardrail and slide slowly. This is my harvest. I think I won't fall so many times next time.

My harvest composition 9 was finished in a blink of an eye. I have learned a lot this semester and my writing level has improved a lot. I used to be a "shrinking turtle" when I dictated my composition. I can't think of anything to write, and I dare not write. After the training of the small reporter class, my composition level has been greatly improved and my articles have become beautiful. In the reporter's class, there are experts, scholars, famous teachers, editors, journalists, photographers, hosts and other teachers who give us lectures. Here, the school has also organized many times to collect wind, such as Puyang Green Manor, Handan Guangfu Ancient City, Longquan Reservoir and so on. What impressed me the most were the big locust tree in front of Puyang Green Manor and the three big ants beside the Music Square. ...

This semester, I wrote "Into the Green Manor" in the class of young journalists, which was selected and published in the Young Journalists' Daily. I won the first prize and the third prize respectively in the composition competition I participated in at school. This semester, I won the title of "excellent little reporter", and I will try my best to be elected as "star little reporter" and "top ten little reporters" in the future.

My harvest composition 10 "waste transformation" is coming to an end. During this period, I gained a lot.

I made a small thermos bottle in "Bottles and Pots Change", and put hot water on it when I got home, and the effect was good. I realized that the waste around me may become our unexpected new baby at any time! We just need to observe carefully and think more. In Old Clothes and New Baby, I made a dress and a quilt for my little mouse with clothes. I also realize that old clothes can have many uses. For example, I dress my brothers and sisters in clothes that I can't wear, make new slippers with old clothes, and wipe the floor with old clothes ... In "Shell Changing", I have a sharp edge and made a "colorful flower" and a little turtle. I also realized that all the shells and conchs I eat can be used as decorations, such as making a string of wind chimes with shells, making a pig or a turtle with shells. ...

My harvest composition 1 1 September, the farmer's uncle harvested crops; In September, many students gained knowledge.

September 1st is the first day of school. In the new semester and new atmosphere, our school has also undergone some new changes: learning slogans and famous sayings have been posted on the stairs of the teaching building; New vegetation has been added to the campus; Also added a new deskmate. I heard that my deskmate is still a schoolmaster!

For two weeks after the start of school, I almost reviewed at night and didn't go to bed until half past ten. Two weeks later, the first math exam came. I was a little flustered at first, but on second thought, there were fourteen people behind me following me day and night. What am I afraid of? I feel refreshed after the exam! But as soon as the exam results came out, I was dumbfounded: 96 points! I checked it carefully. What did I do wrong? It turned out that I lost four points in a calculation problem, and the reason for losing points made me feel particularly ridiculous-the score was incomplete! Oh, really wrong!

From this math quiz, I understand the importance of being serious, and at the same time, I have gained the fruits of success after hard work. Although it is not perfect, it is only the beginning, and I will continue to work hard in the future.

September of hard work, September of harvest! May hard work and harvest become synonymous with my life!

My harvest composition 12 I gained a lot, and the most impressive one was that I learned to ride a bike.

At that time, my mother bought me a brand-new bike. I was very happy to see it, and I was bent on learning to ride a bike, so I asked my mother to teach me this beginner. Mom showed me how to ride a bike first, and I can't wait to ride a bike quickly. I sat up like my mother, but I didn't know how to balance. I always wobbled and fell down before I could sit still. I didn't lose heart. Later, I went up and fell down, and gradually mastered the balance, but I still pretended to knock and wrestle. Slowly, I began to be disappointed, lost confidence and didn't want to learn. My mother encouraged me when I was depressed: persistence is victory, and failure is the mother of success. Don't give up halfway Come on! I believe you can do it! After listening to my mother's words, I thought: Yes! How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Mom's right. I will continue to learn to ride a bike! I am full of confidence. Finally, I learned to ride a bike.

In this incident, I gained a lot and learned: a pay, a harvest. To learn every skill well, you have to pay a price to succeed.

My Harvest Composition 13 At the end of last year, I signed up for the 5th Young Talents Piano Competition. The teacher carefully selected a lively Napoli dance for me. Listening to the beautiful demonstration performance, I imagined myself performing in the center of the stage in a white gauze skirt, and my heart was full of yearning. I began to study and practice seriously according to the teacher's requirements. Everything went well before, but after practicing for a week, I found that one paragraph was always out of step. The final exam is coming, and there are endless papers to write every day, which makes me very upset. One night, I saw that the hour hand had pointed to 10. I have played this song twice, but I still can't play that part well. I impulsively threw away the book and shouted at my mother, "I don't want to take part in the competition!" " "Mother said nothing, silently put the book away. The next day, my mother downloaded MP3 from the Internet and played it to me again and again, making me beat the rhythm repeatedly with the metronome. I slowly found the feeling. Every time I practice the piano, I will put 10 playing cards on the piano. Every time I play a card, I turn it over. When my hands were sweaty, I wiped them with a towel and continued to practice until I turned over all the playing cards.

I finally look forward to the day of the game, and it's my turn to play. Looking at the judges and the dark parents and classmates, I could hear my heart pounding and my palms sweating. Hard work pays off, because I usually practice very hard. Although I was nervous, I played steadily.

A week later, the good news came. I actually won the gold medal in Group A of primary school. Holding the fiery red award certificate, I am filled with emotion: when encountering difficulties, don't give up easily, as long as we persevere, we will win. Through this piano competition, I gained persistence.

One evening in my harvest composition 14, I was lying on the balcony, listening to the "ding-dong, ding-dong" wind chimes, and I couldn't help grinning, and happy memories came to my mind.

That time, I took part in the composition competition. I was both excited and nervous when I got the title. I went to the table and had a small idea, then I buried my head and wrote. When I wrote down the topic, I was inspired by generate, and my brain turned quickly. Some good words and sentences flashed in my mind. Beautiful words are played on the page like lines of notes, and like a gurgling stream flowing happily from my pen tip, the pen dances gracefully on the paper, making a rustling sound. Every time I write a wonderful place, I will still admire it from time to time and indulge in the words.

The 500-word article will be finished soon, but my arm is lazy, like a sandbag, sour and painful. I bite my teeth and insist! Hold on! Although the pen rolled on the paper several times, it can't be anticlimactic! When the perfect period is drawn on the paper, the article is finally completed in one go.

A few months later, the happy old man brought me a surprise. This article won the second prize in the competition. Happiness gushed from my heart like a flood, and my heart was as sweet as honey.

Sow in spring and pay hard sweat. Harvest in autumn and taste the sweet fruit. I got the pleasure of writing.

My Harvest Composition 15 As the saying goes, "No pains, no gains". As far as harvest is concerned, I did gain a lot this summer vacation, but the biggest gain was learning to ride a bike.

On the sixth day of summer vacation, I returned to my hometown, where there are many green plants, good air and more charming scenery. I greeted my grandparents near my home. I can't wait to pull my father to teach me to ride a bike. Father was very frank and agreed at once. I pushed my bike into the square. My father showed me what to pay attention to. When my father gestured with his hands and feet, I tried, but I was afraid of falling, once or twice. The father nearby said, "If you are not afraid of falling, it will be difficult for you to learn. The more afraid I am, the more afraid I am to try. " . As soon as I hear it, say it quickly and try again. After getting on the bus, I couldn't catch the front of the car and fell down again, but I didn't give up. So I fell down again and again and practiced for three days. I finally learned to ride a bike. At noon, I observed that there was no car on the road, so I rode my bike on the road. Suddenly, a car rushed out of an alley. Although the driver's uncle stopped the car, I turned a corner because of nervousness and a layer of skin on my leg was wiped off. When I got home, my mother's eyes were full of heartache in order to deal with the wound. Does it hurt? Mom asked, it doesn't hurt. Mom said: riding a bike is about proficiency. Although you can ride in the square, it is different on the road.

In this hot summer vacation, I not only learned to ride a bike, but also understood the truth that "as long as I work hard, iron becomes a needle".