How to write an essay on autumn harvest rice, description of autumn rice

Autumn harvest of rice. Today, the weather was fine, and our class went to the Yifeng base for outdoor activities, and one of the projects was rice harvesting.

When I came to the rice field, I saw a large area of golden rice from a distance, and when I got closer and took a closer look, the rice was not yet fully ripe, and it was still a little green. After listening to the instructor's teachings, I couldn't wait to pick up the sickle and cut off a handful of rice at once. I turned the paddy in my hand up, down, left and right, and studied it.

It turns out that the stems of the rice are crunchy and break when broken, the color is yellow-green, and the middle is empty, like the macaroni we usually eat. The leaves are thin and long, with a pointed tail and tiny sickle-shaped spines that can be scratched by it if you are not careful. The rice is bent at the end of the stem, and the rice hangs down in a line.

The husk of the rice is a bit hard, greenish-yellow, with a little small, fine prickly hair. Peeling off a green rice at the end of the end, there was some white water in it, and the rice grains were soft, and the instructor said that this was an unripe grain.

I picked a bundle of plump golden rice to take home and put it on the balcony to dry. The next day, the whole root became more yellow and the stems were softer and not as brittle as when they were first cut. With a gentle pinch of the hand, the shell of the grain opens to reveal a sparkling white grain, just like the rice we usually eat.

From this rice harvest, I experienced that the process from a single rice to the rice we ate had to go through so much time and manpower. This event has increased my knowledge and connected with life. I will definitely observe everything around me in the future.

The advent of bai fills the fields with laughter. You see, the persimmon is blushing, the rice is smiling brightly, and the orange? has become a "yellow-faced mother-in-law".

As soon as I walked into the rice paddies, the smell of rice immediately entered my nostrils. I heard my mother say: In the past, farmers used knives to cut rice, but now they use machines to cut rice, which is why they cut so fast.

At this time, I saw my grandmother drying the grain, so I hurriedly ran over to help. When my grandmother saw this, she gave me the rake and asked me to try it. Haha, I smug myself to myself:

I can play Zhu Bajie! I started drying the grain, and my mother asked me to even out the grain, and I thought: Isn't this easy?!

I divided five by two, and I was done hastily and walked away. When I entered the house, I realized that the grains had "run" into my shoes and stuck to my shoes!

I was so shocked that I immediately ran back to the place where I came, put the grain back, and then left with peace of mind. After a while, my mother came running over and said to me, "Lin Kai, come and see the 'good deeds' you have done!"

When I looked at it, I was terrible! I've made a mess of the grain, it's even more messy than it used to be! When my grandmother saw this, she shook her head and smiled bitterly, and gave me several demonstrations, and I really learned to dry millet.

It seems that the work of the peasants cannot be ignored either! Otherwise, how could we eat such delicious white rice now? We must cherish food!

Depiction of autumn rice:

In the golden rice fields, the hard-working farmers are working tirelessly to slowly harvest the ears of rice that are like the first mold, and the farmers are looking forward to a good harvest this year. In the belly of the rice field, the yellow and clear rice of the blind pants rises with the autumn wind, and the green vegetable field shines with crystal dew on the fat and tender vegetable leaves.

The fields were full of golden corn, like golden dolls, and the red sorghum was flushed. Every golden autumn season, the rice is fragrant, and the yellow, orange and orange rice fields are turning over the golden waves. The wind blew over the structure of the rice and stirred the rice complex.

I walked slowly in the eyes of the rice all the way to the youth of the rice.

The splendid rice fields, the bunches of full and full rice ears, carry the sustenance and dreams of farmers for a year. Autumn is the harvest season, it is the golden autumn season, when the autumn wind blows through the fields, blowing the yellow rice, the golden rice smiles and bends over. In autumn, the seedlings in the paddy fields are ripe, and the fields are full of gold.

In autumn, walk into the fields, the rice fields are a sea of gold. Autumn is the harvest season, the golden season, in the boundless rice fields, the rice is ripe, as far as the eye can see, the eyes are full of heartbreaking golden waves, under the sun, the more dazzling, as if the face is **. Look at the endless rice fields, the rice waves are rolling, a golden yellow, like a golden ocean.

Autumn is a happy season, a harvest season, but in my opinion, it is also a beautiful, pleasant season, to be pleasing to the ear, that is, autumn rice is better, rice is not only beautiful, but also useful.

Autumn has arrived, and a large field of rice with a golden sparkle shows its brilliance. Listen! A gust of wind blew, and the rice was organized.

Following the beat of the wind, each shaking their heads, forming a golden ocean, the rice, you touch me, I touch you, it's really joyful, sitting on the grass on the side, I close my eyes and enjoy this moment, listening to the rice scream! The sound of their chatter, as if they were in a concert, I had to listen with my heart and use my ears to appreciate the beauty of nature and the charm of rice.

The peasants and uncles came, and when they saw the rice harvest, they couldn't stop laughing, so they began to harvest, got out the seeds inside, and put the poles under the bridge.

I called all my friends and started the competition to jump down to see who could jump far (anyway, there is a pole below, which is quite soft), which made us play a lot, and we didn't go home until dark, although we were scolded by our parents, but we were still very happy.

Rice is amazing, beautiful, beautiful, and brings me joy and makes me happy.