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Fourth grade harvest essay Part 1Middle school! Like a brand new layer in the building of life, middle school has come quietly and noiselessly, and with it, the harvest and growth.
On the weekend, I was hesitant: "Should I go to the restaurant with my parents first? Or do the homework for the activity class first?" I chose to do my homework for my activity class first. I chattered to myself, "I'm in middle school now, and it's of the utmost importance that my homework be turned in on time. Besides, the homework is easy, isn't it just juicing purple kale with alcohol and adding various ingredients? Simple as death!"
Within seconds of starting the experiment, my "easy as pie" philosophy went out the window. First, I had to chop the kale to smithereens, and before I knew it, my hands were sore and aching, but most of the kale refused to be chopped and bounced proudly around on the chopping board or on the floor, despising me. What could I do? The purple kale on the floor, by a pair of sore hands, was picked up on the chopping board, ready to take the next round of attack. This time, I have two hands to hold two kitchen knives, the blade of the rapid rise and fall, and after this round of stubborn resistance, purple kale was finally defeated by me, turned into a pile of crumbs.
Don't think the storm has passed, the following is to smash the purple kale. At first, no matter how hard I pounded, the purple kale is not a little juice, add in alcohol did not reverse the situation, but hard, desperate pounding ah pound ...... Five minutes, six minutes, seven minutes, eight minutes, in the ninth minute, the purple kale finally all into a thin mud, I slightly harder, a lot of juice will keep coming out, finally the most difficult to get through!
Alkaline water, pure water, white vinegar, all ready, when I poured them into the purple kale juice, the color immediately changed, there are green, red, purple ...... As if the blooming colorful fireworks, in the celebration to me!
After this successful trial, I harvested the joy, the independence into the heart, hold on to the persistence, and y remembered: "to use your energy!" , and all of this is growth, growth of body and mind, I believe that in such growth, I will certainly sharpen myself, and strive to the highest peak of my life, head held high.
Fourth grade harvest essay Part 2Today, I finished my homework, went downstairs to play, and found that my good friends are not there, so it's a bummer! I had to look east and west and wander around the yard.
Walked for a while, suddenly heard a rumbling sound, like thunder, look up, only to see an airplane is flying overhead. The airplane quickly disappeared, but left a white smoke trail on the blue sky, which refused to dissipate for a long time.
I came to the field of playing fitness equipment, saw a few young boys sitting on the walker swing, although it is blind play, but I still see them one by one laughing very happy.
I sat next to the concrete flower beds, looking at the small trees from not far away from the small birds, they swished to the bushes in the grass where they jumped happily, and from time to time with a sharp little beak on the ground a few pecks, leisurely. A breeze blew, the grass and trees issued a rustling sound, next to a row of moonflower, the leaves are a little yellow but the canopy above actually still open some beautiful moonflower, swaying in the wind, adding a piece of winter vitality.
The wind blew over, I was a little cold, I have to go home, here although I can not see the spring butterflies, smell the summer flowers, eat the autumn fruit, but I still feel a piece of harmony and tranquility.
This is just an ordinary one winter, as long as you love life, you will harvest a little bit of happiness in the ordinary!
Fourth grade harvest essay Part 3On the road of life, some people harvested joy, some people harvested knowledge, and I harvested success.
I remember when I was in the second grade, the class was popular roller skateboard, and my dad bought me one.
The first day I was happy to go to practice, just started to learn, my father pulled my hand and slowly slid forward, my father told me the essentials of skateboarding: "Eyes looking forward, legs naturally apart, body stand firm, the front leg to master the direction, backward shaking to give the wheelboard power, forward ...... "
The next day, my father asked me to go alone to practice, but I can not always grasp the balance, I want to go east, the wheelboard but west, I want to go forward, the wheelboard is not moving, as if intentionally against me. I fell several times and my butt hurt.
On the third day, my excitement was gone, and I refused to go downstairs when it was time to practice the wheelbarrow, so my dad saw what I was thinking and asked me, "Yue Yue, why don't you go practice the wheelbarrow today?" I beamed and said, "Dad, I keep falling, I don't want to practice." Dad smiled and said, "You can't give up on anything, as long as you keep at it you're sure to succeed." So I gave myself another boost and went downstairs to practice. "I fell down again with a bang, but I got up with the pain and kept practicing.
After a week of hard work, I finally learned to rollerblade. When I skate freely, I feel like an Olympic champion.
By learning to rollerblade, I learned a truth: no effort is too great, if you work hard, you will surely succeed.
The fourth grade harvest essay Part 4
Have you ever climbed a mountain? Mountaineering is a sports program that exercises your willpower. Mountaineering not only allows you to see the natural beauty of nature, experience the mountain's lofty steep and tall. Mountaineering, not only need their own courage, but also need a lot of patience, but also need us to be strong, indomitable. Mountaineering is very fun for me, I still remember when the mountaineering thing that thing.
That year, it was autumn, many people say, autumn is a good season for mountaineering, I also think so, autumn mountaineering, you can experience the freshness of the autumn wind, experience the warmth of the sun. At that time, my father and I prepared our things and went to the foot of a mountain. The mountain is not too high, but not too short, Dad pieces of tools out, and then bring the necessary things.
I followed my dad's request, so I looked at the big mountain. Dad took my hand, and kept climbing forward, climbed a few steps, Dad said to me, "Children, the next . It's up to you to climb it!" I heard, a little scared, but still nodded, I looked ahead, the goal is not very far from me, I think, as long as I am brave to climb up, maybe I can reach the end.
I stepped on that hard rock, my hand has been tightly gripping the stone, all the way up, climbing, climbing, my feet are particularly sore, a pain into my nerves, I can not stand the pain. After that, I instantly wanted to message a little, but I didn't dare to, because the bottom was so far away from me on a flat bottom, I felt like an abyss of ten thousand feet. I was so scared that I said to my dad, "Dad, I can't hold on!"
When my dad heard that, he got serious, "Don't give up, you must hold on, or you might fall down!" When I heard, I felt very afraid in my heart, so I gathered courage and kept climbing forward, I don't know how long I was afraid to reach the end of the line, I think maybe it was my perseverance that made me reach the end of the line. We should be persistent in everything we do and not give up halfway.
Fourth grade harvest essay Part 5In the fall, another harvest season, I came to the old family village. In the field, the golden wheat here and there, like the waves of the sea, a wave. The red buckwheat is dancing happily and lightly in the breeze. That a large corn is standing on the corn stalks looking far away, waiting for the farmers uncle's harvest it.
That day, with my eyes open, I followed my mom, dad, and grandpa to the cornfield. Mom said to me, "Today, there is a difficult task - to break the bag of rice!" As soon as the words fell, I immediately came to the spirit, two eyes wide open, surprised expression of a trace of excitement, I thought: breaking packet of rice this kind of thing I have never done, must be more interesting than catching grasshoppers and then grilled its thighs to eat it.
I was very naughty and said, "Yes mom sir. Please give me half an hour and I'll definitely take care of half the field!" Dad said: "You do not even know how to break, so confident?" He said, "Hmph, isn't it just a matter of breaking a bag of rice? What's so hard about that?" I said, and began my action. I broke off a corn in three tries, and I tore off its skin as hard as I could, as if I were treating an enemy, and then threw it heavily to the ground. This took fifteen seconds at the most, and at that rate it was more than enough for a field, not to mention half a field.
I excitedly held up the peeled corn and called out, "Look, this is what I peeled, how, the technology is not bad, right!" Just when I was complacent, my mom said, "You're not breaking it right, you should break the cob off and leave its "coat" on the stalk." I turned to the corn and said contemptuously, "I don't believe it, you little corn is so difficult to deal with." After that, I buried my head and worked hard again. China Education Digest‰ Perhaps the corn was angry, and when I broke it off, I brought down two pieces of coat. So I looked at how the big mom broke it, hoping to learn some techniques.
Just see the big mom first "coat" from the body of the corn layer by layer off, and then a hand grabbed the corn cob, and then hard to break, the corn will be obedient to fall down, I also learn to do a few times, and slowly also hold the trick. One morning passed, although I only broke seven ears of rice, but my hands are already raw and painful. However, when I look at the rough hands of my father and his wife, I can't remember what it was like to have to deal with farm work.
After returning home, I ate the ears of yellow corn, which seemed to be sweeter than the usual KFC fast food, because not only is there the sweat of the farmers, but there is also a small part of my contribution.
4th Grade Harvest Essay Part 6"Whoo, whoo, whoo ......" With a few roosters crowing, I opened my hazy sleepy eyes and stretched my back. Mom shouted downstairs, "Hurry down for breakfast, the bus to Changzhou is leaving!" I then suddenly remembered that today our Rudong Daily small reporter group was going to Changzhou Dinosaur Park. Instantly, my spirit, quickly put on the clothes, three steps and two steps downstairs, hurriedly wash up, breakfast did not eat, let my mother sent me to the school gate. At this time, there have been a lot of small reporters like me in the eagerly awaited to pick up our bus.
Along the way, we talked and laughed, and unknowingly arrived in Changzhou. First, the teacher took us to see a four-dimensional movie, the movie can be exciting. We were all transformed into the movie pterodactyl rider, a moment to fly up to the clouds, a moment to fly swept the sea, He Xu orange sitting next to me, she held my hand tightly, in mid-air someone is spraying water to us, behind the hands of us pointing and jabbing, the chair in the front and back and forth shaking left and right, we look at the same time, while screaming. It was my first time to see a four-dimensional movie, and it was a real eye-opener! Happy time is always short, do not know half an hour has passed, we reluctantly out of the movie theater.
Then, we came to the "wing flying". This program is grouped, I and Wang Ge Yu, He Xu orange, Wang Zhou Qi group. I grabbed the handle tightly with both hands, and flew high in the air for a while, and low for a while. Wang Ge Yu kept shouting: "Do not stop ah, I want to sit all day and all night ......" and motion sickness, I have long been dizzy, hate to stop immediately.
Then, we played the "King Kong" "haunted house" "indoor roller coaster". Among them, I think the most exciting is the "indoor roller coaster". We had to wait in a long line before we could sit on it. After the coaster started, it first climbed upward for a while, then suddenly rushed downward, and then twisted and twisted at a very fast speed, and all my ears were full of screams. At that moment, I feel like my heart is going to jump out, the soul is almost gone ...... after getting off the car, rested for a while to get over it.
Although this picking activity is only a short day, but gave me a rich experience, but also exercise my courage, really full of harvest ah!
The fourth grade harvest essay 7
In the road of growth experienced many things, there are success, there are failures, there are happy, there are sad, but there is one thing that I still can not forget.
I remember that it was a hot summer, I pestered my mom to buy me skates. Mom said: "Yes! When you are on vacation, you will buy for you. I heard this sentence again, then impatiently asked: how is this sentence again, you have used a few years, until now I still do not have a pair of skates, those younger than me will be skating, I can only watch. Mom really had no choice but to say: Well, in a couple of days I'll buy them for you. I was happy to hear jumped up, after two days I finally got my wish skates, I was happy to hurry to put on, but I can't even stand, accidentally fell down. I thought to myself: maybe it would be better if I walked. I didn't expect to fall again as soon as I lifted my foot, so I lost my confidence. At this time, my brother came over and said: Let me help you walk twice. My brother helped me walk and said, to the right, to the left, and then forward, follow my brother's request I have been working hard, not a moment's effort, I practiced a sweat, but I didn't give up, and still practiced hard, and finally I can skate up, and I felt that usually see other people skating always think it is a very simple thing, I did not expect to do it turned out to be so difficult. After a few more days of hard work, I can turn, uphill, downhill, I finally happy again.
After the storm will always be clear, the efforts in exchange for success, and it is my perseverance, I harvested success, harvested the joy of success.
Fourth grade harvest essay Part 8Today, I received a phone call from my mother after school (I went to the summer full-time care class), and my mother said: "Son, I have to work overtime today, and you can come over a little later to catch the knowledge". I put down the phone and said happily, "I can go catch robins today ." I was so excited that I ran to the Eastern District - my mom's law firm, ate a little rice and ran to the location of catching robins - the grove.
When I got to the grove I started my goal - to catch five robins. After a while I seemed to see a robin, so I asked my mother to shine a light on it, and it turned out to be the shell of a small robin! After another ten minutes, I thought I saw something moving, and when I got closer, it was a big hedgehog, which scared me. I used a long stick to press it, not let him run, and asked my mom to find a small bag to put the hedgehog in, but also thanks to a passer-by to help me and my mom, otherwise, we do not know how much effort and time to catch it.
In this way, I carried the hedgehog and brought it back home. When I got home I was afraid that it was hungry, so I hurriedly checked the Internet to find out what kind of food hedgehogs can eat, and it turned out that hedgehogs can eat both pests and fruits (not eat the skin), so I gave the hedgehog two small pieces of watermelon. Also I gave the hedgehog a little bit of water, because water is the source of life, long-term without water will die. Later, my mom and I decided to release the little hedgehog the next day and let it return to the bosom of nature!
Through this accidental harvest of hedgehogs let me know that many small animals, if we do not keep it well do not keep it, otherwise we may lose a living life from our side.
Fourth grade harvest essay Part 9What is the harvest? What have you harvested? Some harvest joy, some harvest knowledge, others harvest bravery, and I harvest success.
I remember when I was four years old, my mom bought me a "four-wheeled bicycle", one wheel in the front, three wheels in the back. I was so happy that I jumped up and down because it was my first bike. One day, my sister came to my house, saw the bike, and said to me, "Can you ride it?" "Just learning." I answered shyly. She said smilingly, "I'll give you the 'genuine' bike when you can." I was at a loss for words and asked, "Isn't this the real one?" "The real one is the one with only two wheels." She smiled. "Then I'll practice now." I said confidently.
As time passed, I grew taller. I had practiced the "four-wheeled" bicycle, and my sister gave it to me. I began to practice, I sat on the seat, holding the handlebars, pedaling, the handlebars sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, like a drunk. My heart was pounding like a rabbit. I tried my best to overcome the fear in my heart and calm myself down, and after a while, I mastered the balance. I thought to myself: riding a bike is too easy. Suddenly, the car tilted to the right, and I immediately braced my left foot on the ground and didn't fall. After a while, a small child blocked the road, I immediately tensed up, afraid of hitting someone, only to hear a "pop", I fell heavily to the ground, and suddenly my eyes were starry-eyed, the person and the car fell over, and my left hand also wiped off the skin, I stood up, patted off the dirt on the body, picked up the bike, and rode again. After falling over and over again, I finally learned to ride a bike. Even my sister gave me a thumbs up.
I harvested success, but success is to pay time, hard work and sweat. Only a minute of hard work, only a minute of harvest. I will always keep this in mind.