A diary describing the watermelon field of my grandmother s house

During the summer vacation, my mother and I went to my grandmother's house.

One morning, as soon as the sun's father-in-law showed a smiling face, the big rooster crowed "oh, oh, oh", urging me to get up quickly. Today I promised my grandparents to go to the fields to help them find their "treasures". What "baby"? You'll know it when you look at it.

When I got to the edge of the field, the dew on the grass soaked my shoes. I saw that there was not a single treasure in the field full of grass and watermelon vines, watermelon, where is the watermelon?

I started looking, and I found one end of the field and found the other, and all I saw was a few small watermelons. I was very angry and said, "No."

I sat on the side, watched my grandmother bring out a basket full of watermelons, and thought to myself, "Where are all these watermelons hidden?" Did you deliberately play hide and seek with me?

At this time, I was not convinced, and continued to search. "Oh no" I stepped on a watermelon, which cracked with a "bang" and a stream of sweet watermelon juice flowed under my feet. Ah!

I accidentally stepped on another one, and the watermelon was like a "bomb" ambushed by the sergeants, and I stepped on several in a row, and when I picked it, I broke several of them. Grandma said distressedly: "Don't pick it like this, the watermelon is very crisp, come and grandma will teach you how to pick it."

It turned out that the watermelon was hiding under the lush watermelon vines and grass, and then looked at the big round watermelons all around, and it was like magic. This is a treasure that my grandmother has worked hard to grow.

I was not afraid of being tired and helped my grandmother find a lot of watermelons, and I had a very interesting morning.

Early in the morning, Feng Yike and I got up and went to my grandmother's house to play. As soon as we arrived at my grandmother's house, we ran in excitedly. My brother opened the door of the chicken coop, and the chickens rushed out!

There are seven chicks in the chicken coop, a small flower chicken and a small yellow chicken. They love to eat corn, and I just sprinkle the kernels on the ground and the chickens come and grab the kernels. When the chickens were full, they obediently went back to the chicken coop. It's so cute.

We also went to the neighbor's mulberry forest to pick mulberry leaves. Today, I am so happy because there are enough mulberry leaves for the silkworm babies to eat.

A month before I planted watermelons, I planted 60 watermelon seeds in my grandmother's small garden. I go and look at the watermelon seeds every morning. On the first day, the watermelon did not sprout. On the fifth day, small green sprouts grew in the melon field, and I counted them.

One, two, three, and have three small buds. I thought to myself: it must have been a night of summer wind that woke up the little bud.

I watched the little buds grow day by day, the leaves grew bigger and bigger, and the rattans grew thicker and thicker. Today, I was surprised to find beautiful yellow flowers blooming in the melon patch. The faint floral fragrance attracts many small bees.

Little bees work diligently collecting nectar in the stamens. I wish I could grow a few large watermelons on the vine.

As soon as I saw my mother's soaked rice and the table full of dumpling leaves, I knew that the Dragon Boat Festival was here again.

When I was a child, I didn't know the origin of the Dragon Boat Festival, but I only knew that every year the family celebrated the Dragon Boat Festival as solemnly as the New Year. Later, I only knew a little about commemorating Qu Duanwu and eating zongzi is the main custom of our hometown. As soon as May arrived, the family began to soak glutinous rice.

Mom usually prepares a pot of rice for soaking, and at the same time puts the dumpling leaves in water to soak it, maybe the soaked glutinous rice will be more sticky, I remember my mother has been doing this for many years.

The day before the Dragon Boat Festival, my mother began to make zongzi by hand, and I occasionally made trouble, trying to learn to wrap them, but every time I failed. It seems that making zongzi is not simple.

I don't know anything else.

When writing a diary, we should pay attention to three issues: format, content, and writing method. So what is the format of a diary? When primary school students write a diary, they generally write down the month and day in the first line, and when they first write a diary, or write the first diary in the new year, or write a separate diary, they should write the year, month, day, day of the week and weather conditions in the first line.

A title should be written in the test-taking diary or a relatively complete diary.

A diary is for yourself to see, to record your mental journey, and others can't teach you.