A junior high school composition about Labor Day, 800 words.
"Labor Day" hasn't arrived yet. I'm thinking about how to have
A junior high school composition about Labor Day, 800 words.
"Labor Day" hasn't arrived yet. I'm thinking about how to have a meaningful Labor Day. After discussing with my parents, I decided to help my grandmother pick tea on May Day.
On the morning of May Day, it is still not bright. I walked briskly to the tea garden with a small bamboo basket, breathing fresh air and listening to the cheerful calls of unknown birds. Walking into the tea garden, I saw rows of neat tea trees with dew rolling on the green tea buds. I smell the tea gently, and the fragrance is refreshing.
When I was intoxicated with the fragrance of tea, grandma picked some tea buds. I quickly pinched the tea buds with my fingers and thought it was easy to pick tea leaves. When I was secretly pleased, my grandmother said, "Xinxin, you picked tea in the wrong way." While demonstrating, grandma went on to say, "Keep your eyes on the tea bud, gently pinch the tea bud with two fingers, and then gently pull it." As soon as I saw it, my hands kept picking.
At first, I felt very relaxed. After more than an hour, I picked half a ridge of tea buds and felt a little discouraged. At this time, the power of the sun appeared, and I felt my back burning and the sweat on my face kept dripping. I hurried to the shade, took a sip of water, took a rest and continued to pick tea. Only then did I realize the hard work of picking tea.
Near noon, I picked more than half a basket of tea. Although a little tired, I feel very happy when I look at the fruits of my labor. When I got home, I poured the tea into the bamboo basket and threw away the broken buds with my grandmother. Only selected tea buds can be fried. After dinner, I watched grandpa stir-fry tea. Grandpa said while frying: "The first step in frying tea is to kill green, the second step is to knead green, and the third step is to make incense."
I saw grandma burning a big iron pot with fierce fire. Grandpa quickly wiped the tea oil all over the pot, immediately poured the tea buds, and kept beating the tea buds with his hands. When the tea buds are hot and soft, they are immediately poured into the bamboo board, and grandpa keeps rubbing them hard to make the tea green. At this time, the room can smell the thick tea fragrance.
After taking out the tea buds, pour them back into the pot. At this time, you can only fry the tea with a small fire. Because tea burns easily when the fire is big. I saw grandpa holding the tea with his hand and rubbing it. Half an hour later, I heard the rustling sound of the iron pot. Grandpa told me, "The tea buds have dried up." I saw grandpa's hand was flushed with hot iron pot and his face was covered with sweat. The second step of frying tea leaves is kneading.
Suddenly I heard grandpa say to grandma, "burn incense with a big fire." At the moment when the fire broke out, a smell of tea came to the nose. After the tea is fragrant, pour it into a bamboo tube and cool it.
Today, I picked tea and watched fried tea, only to know that tea is hard-won. When people serve a cup of tea with clear soup and fragrance, do we ever know the hardships of the whole process? I deeply realize that only through hard work can we have fruitful labor results. Labor brings us everything, and only when there is labor can there be rewards and gains.
On this festival, I wish you all a happy Labor Day! I welcome every student to my home!
The second junior high school composition about Labor Day, 800 words.
Many happy things happened during the May Day holiday. There are two things that make me not only experience the hardships of labor, but also participate in beneficial social activities and practices.
That day, the weather was fine, and the bright sunshine poured on the earth without stint. I'm going to pick peas in the wheat field with my cousin! Along the way, the leaves of elm are green and black, and the leaves of willow are green and shiny. From a distance, it looks like a layer of green gauze, which is beautiful. I picked a willow branch at random, tied it into a wreath and put it on my head. In the distance, several flowers are competing for beauty, while the grass is quietly sticking its head out of the ground.
In a good mood, humming songs, cycling back and forth on the pastoral path. At the destination, I picked a small flower and asked my cousin, "What kind of flower is this?" Cousin said, "This is pea flower." I carefully observed that this flower is purple, the stamens are white, and it also exudes a faint fragrance. Cousin introduced: "This kind of pea flower is dried and brewed with boiling water, which can diminish inflammation and is good for the body. This kind of flower is hard to find, so be careful not to waste it. " I pick a pea flower willy-nilly, and sometimes I break its stem with too much force. Cousin added: "You can't pick unopened peas, which is harmful to your health. Also, you can't pick it with brute force. If you break the stem, the pea flower will not bloom next year. You should pinch the bottom of the pea flower with your nails. " I learned from my cousin's appearance and picked a lot in a short time, which improved the efficiency a lot and won't break the stem.
Another thing is that my mother and I visited the Wujing Taihu Stone Market. That day, the weather was fine. There are no trees on the roadside, but some grotesque Taihu rocks are replaced. I can't help saying, "Ah, there are so many Taihu rocks here!" "Mom said with a smile," what you see is only a small part. Compared with the Taihu Stone Market, it is really nine Niu Yi hairs. "After listening to my mother's words, my curiosity became stronger and I couldn't wait to arrive at once. After ten minutes of turbulence, I finally came to the Taihu Stone Market. I was shocked as soon as I entered. The rocks in Taihu Lake are varied, dazzling and breathtaking. Look, there is a huge stone like two dragons, walking in the clouds. This stone carving of Taihu Lake is exquisite and lifelike, just like the real thing.
There is a Taihu stone over there, much like an old turtle, with several small turtles crawling slowly on its back; Some are like naughty monkeys, jumping back and forth in the trees; Some are like an eagle flying freely in the sky; Some are like elephants, holding their noses up and howling ... I am fascinated by the natural temperament of Taihu Stone, shocked by its pristine beauty, and completely immersed in the ocean of Taihu Stone. "The Taihu Stone here is very famous. Mainlanders and even China people come here to trade. Each Taihu stone is worth 10 thousand pieces! " Mother sighed. I asked my mother, "How did these Taihu stones come out? Use an excavator? " "No, you can't use the excavator. It is easy to dig stones and damage the machine. Every stone was dug out by workers with shovels! " "What, how tired that should be." "Yes, every Taihu stone here embodies the hard work and sweat of thousands of workers in Qian Qian!" I think Taihu Lake is beautiful at this time, and those workers are even more beautiful!
Through the above two things, I understand the hardships of labor. Not everything is there. You must work and create by yourself. Everything is hard-won. Only by working hard to create and paying hardships can we get rewards.
The third junior high school composition about Labor Day is 800 words.
The footsteps of May Day are getting closer and closer to us, and grandpa's birthday is coming quietly.
On May 2nd, I went to celebrate my grandpa's birthday with joy and excitement. I have been hesitating about what gift to give grandpa these two days. After all, this is his 70th birthday! I thought about it and didn't know what to send. The very next day, I was looking for something in the box and accidentally found some health care products for the elderly. By the way, isn't it a beautiful gift to choose one of these health care products and then buy a wrapping paper for yourself? I got up and ran to the stationery store to choose a beautiful wrapping paper, and then bought two exquisite birthday cards with music. I wrote these words of blessing on this birthday card: "Grandpa, on this special day, I put my blessing in your glass, wishing you a happy birthday, good health and abundant financial resources!" " "At home, I found three tools, scissors, tape and glue, and started to work. However, after a long time, the gift was ready. I took the gift and looked around to make sure it was all right before I put it down.
I got up early on May 2nd, knowing that today is my grandpa's birthday, and I did my homework at home in the morning. The whole morning passed in a flash. At noon, we went to a restaurant to eat. There are so many people, whether from their own families, the countryside or grandpa's old friends. Our room is very big, but we still can't sit down, so we went to the lobby to reserve seats. Good, good, really lively, I can't help but sigh. I have a gift for grandpa in my hand, and no one dares to give it. Finally, I waited for my sister to send it with me. We gave the gift to grandpa together. Grandpa was very happy and read my blessing to everyone. Everyone praised me for my good writing.
In the evening, we got together again, and the cake ordered at home arrived. We asked the chef to divide the cake into six parts and put these six parts on the six tables where we ate. Our children want to play a practical joke. First, we each take a piece of cake, then we put some cream on our fingers, and then we put cream on each other's faces when they are not looking. This game has become a common occurrence in our games.
Time flies and it's all over. We left reluctantly.
Lying in bed at night, thinking about today's day, I couldn't help laughing. I don't know when I fell asleep In my dream, I saw my grandpa's happy expression when he received my gift, and kept saying that I was a good grandson.
The fourth junior high school composition about Labor Day is 800 words.
The annual May Day International Labor Day is coming again. When I saw the deeds of "model workers" on TV at the National May Day Model Workers Commendation Conference, I had a lot of reverie.
Some people use their holidays to travel, some choose to get together with relatives and friends, some choose to watch TV, play computer or rest at home ... but there are still some people who deserve our admiration-doctors, policemen, bus drivers and so on. -those who give up the opportunity to reunite with their families because of work needs and stick to their jobs in obscurity. In sharp contrast, those "fake beggars" who used to be all over the streets and lanes wanted to get something for nothing and made their own wishful thinking.
I remember seeing such a small group of people squatting on the ground, kneeling on the ground, with a box in front of them, at the gate of the shopping mall, next to the hospital and on the steps of the overpass. Others knelt on the ground and bowed their heads and said nothing. There is a false advertisement in front of them, saying that their parents are seriously ill or their brothers and sisters have a car accident, etc., in order to cheat others' sympathy. On weekdays, these people are idle and only know how to have fun and don't work, but whenever they get a so-called "job", they immediately get flustered and dress themselves up as beggars or beggars without any flaws. Kind passers-by met their pathetic and ragged appearance, so they took out money to help them, put it in the box in front of them, and then watched their performance. I'm so grateful. I bow my thanks. At the end of the day, sometimes there is too much money in the box to hold. By the time they get off work, they put the money in their pockets and become another look-suits and ties, going in and out of large shopping malls and squandering the fruits of a day's "labor". The same is true of pickpockets. Those who are not caught are lucky, and then continue to rack their brains to conceive tomorrow's "work." The next day, they appeared in the same way and continued their "labor".
These people have to make us think deeply: if all people, like this kind of people, build their own unearned happiness on the sweat of others, where is their conscience? What is the development of society? What kind of work is there? In our booming country, positive energy will always prevail. As long as you work hard, you will get unexpected gains. I advise those who get something for nothing, stop at the brink and start over! You see, every year, groups of glorious model workers emerge from all walks of life. They are role models for us to learn, and they are our mirrors. Before, I also gave love to the former. Since the deception of these people was exposed, I have a new understanding of such people. I hope that there will be fewer and fewer people in the society who get something for nothing, and more and more people who are down-to-earth and diligent. Prodigals, use your own hands to create your own bright future!
The fifth junior high school composition about Labor Day is 800 words.
Many things have happened this Labor Day, but if you want to say something interesting, you must catch crabs.
On the night of Labor Day, when the bright moon is in the sky, Yin Hui is full of countryside, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. My parents and I came to our destination-a crab farm behind my grandmother's house with flashlights and plastic bags.
In the moonlight, I saw a shallow pond as big as a football field sparkling, and there were many green reeds around the coast, like a pile of green walls around the crab pond.
It's quiet around. As soon as I arrived at this "paradise grass pond", my father greeted the owner of the crab, and then took me and said, "Jin Fei, at this time, hairy crabs are foraging and perching on the beach." I raised my flashlight and pointed at it and said, "Look!" "Ah, so many!" I clap my hands in surprise.
Crab's beach. Some are as sneaky as devils entering the mountains, and some are lurking in the grass as if waiting for an opportunity to grab food. Seeing all this, I can't wait to walk quickly towards them. I can't wait to open my bow and catch a few at once. When dad saw this, he shouted, "Slow down, slow down!" " "At this time, I was still able to take care of this and stepped on it." Ah! " I shouted, "Crab! Crab! "Mom and dad rushed over and helped me catch the hairy crab that was desperately running away under my feet. Dad smiled and said, "Boy, there are eight taels. "Put it into the fish basket.
My mother patted me on the shoulder and said, "Dear daughter, when catching crabs, you can't shout, it will scare them away!" " "I nodded in confusion. Then I searched again with confidence. I think if I catch one, I'm afraid I can't catch the second one. Hi, I found another big crab. It crouched beside the aquatic plants, as if it were playing hide-and-seek with me.
I still keep spitting water bubbles in my mouth, as if to say, "See if you can catch me." This time, I changed my strategy and tactics. I pressed my hands into a cover, used the crab's back to hold it down in lightning speed, making it unable to move, and then quickly pinched its back with my hands. I was just about to throw it into the fish basket. Who knows, this stubborn hairy crab struggled desperately, kicking its eight feet like fists, trying to clamp me with pliers. It was really scary. I don't care whether I like it or not. As soon as I gritted my teeth and put it in the basket, I immediately covered the hole. "Hey, caught, caught ..."
I shouted and jumped, as happy as the Eighth Route Army won a great victory. Mom and dad smiled, too.
The more you grasp in this way, the stronger you grasp and the more comfortable you grasp. One hairy crab after another became my captive. I caught twelve in about an hour. My parents and I caught up with 37. The uncle at the crab farm also said that we caught a lot of big crabs. Haha, we came home with a full load. On the way home, mom and dad smiled and said, "Daughter, we'll catch it next time." This really hit my heart. I repeatedly shouted: "Good, good!" .
This is the most interesting thing in our Labor Day. Now I sleep at night dreaming that I catch crabs.
The sixth junior high school composition about Labor Day, 800 words.
May 1 day, the weather is very cool and the wind is blowing gently.
In the morning, I get up early. As soon as I opened the window, I saw the flowers looking at me in dismay. Their faces were listless and dusty. It turned out that the weather was dry these days and the flowers were not watered. So our family decided to change a new dress for the garden.
After the division of labor, my father and I cut off the dead branches and leaves first. Then, we took the sprinkler out of the toolbox, put one end of the sprinkler on the faucet and began to clean the dust on the petals and leaves. With the beautiful song of water ticking, the trees spread their waists and swayed gently, and the flowers opened their smiling faces and sang beautiful songs, which made people never tire of listening.
"Wow!" I screamed. It turned out that I accidentally pointed the tap at myself and the water spilled on me. My skirt and coat suddenly got wet, and I became a drowned rat. Everyone present froze at first, and immediately laughed when they saw my embarrassment.
Mother said mischievously, "Oh, it doesn't matter, labor is the most glorious!" " Grandma smiled gloatingly and said, "Look at you, all thumbs." . "My face turned red in an instant, burying my face in it, ran into the room, put on clean clothes and started working again. After more than an hour of irrigation, I finally finished the task, and my father and I were so tired that we were sweating.
Dad saw that the boards in the garden yard were uneven, so he suggested, "Daughter, let's go to the furniture store and buy a paint brush to brush the floor of the yard." "good!" We went straight to the nearby shopping center.
After buying the paint, I opened the paint jar first, then stirred the paint jar evenly with chopsticks, dipped a little paint in the brush and began to brush. Unfortunately, there is only one brush, so my father and I have to take turns working. "I brush, I brush, I brush!" I hummed a tune, and with the cheerful rhythm, I made the brush dance. It took us more than an hour to finish brushing, and we were so tired that our backs ached. However, we are glad to see the fruits of our labor.
Today, I spent a happy and full day with the garden. I've learned that no matter what I do, as long as I have determination, persistence and fear of hardships, I will definitely reach the other side of success.
The seventh junior high school composition about Labor Day is 800 words.
May, in addition to bringing this bright sunshine, cold ice cream, and the wind of labor spirit, also followed! Speaking of May, the first thing I think of is May Day. After all, this is the first day of May, a festival for hard-working and laboring people. Every year on Labor Day, people want to go out to play during the holidays, which makes the scenic spot crowded and as lively as the temple fair during the Spring Festival. However, those workers still stick to their posts, just chatting with colleagues and gossiping during the break. Although it is Labor Day, it is strange that people don't think of labor first.
On may day, our school also began to have a holiday. Although all the students either go out to play or stay at home, I want to do something more meaningful on May Day. After careful consideration, I decided to start cleaning from my own home. "How can you sweep the world without sweeping a house?" Although I am eager to try to help those who are still working in the street, I decided to start with the little things in front of me and look at the garbage piled up at home before the holiday. Sweep the floor, mop the floor, wash clothes, clean windows ... I'm tired before I finish a set of labor. By the time I packed the players, the day had passed. Looking at the bright and clean home, a sense of pride arises spontaneously, although it is very tired. Although I feel a little tired after cleaning all day, I plan to carry out such environmental protection activities in my community tomorrow. My creed is never to give up easily. Although it may not bring much help to those workers, I still want to continue to work hard for my original goal!
After that, I contacted other partners who still had nothing to do at home and persuaded them to participate in this community practice one by one. We walked in the community with our own labor tools and singing songs. Although there are some minor cases, the situation in the community is better than we thought. It is because of the casual labor of workers who still don't rest on holidays that the present community can still be beautiful.
The club work was a complete success, and there was no great achievement, but we still participated in the work, which is enough. We don't have to make achievements to participate. We only took part in the work. On the way back, when we wanted to buy water, the aunt in the store gave it to us enthusiastically and said that she thanked us for helping her clean up the garbage before. This activity not only paid physical and mental labor, but also received thanks from others. I feel very satisfied.
The eighth junior high school composition about Labor Day is 800 words.
The long-awaited May Day has finally arrived. This is our golden holiday! On the first day of May Day, I learned a lot! The day before May Day, I carefully read the Notice of May Day Activities issued by the school. When I looked at it, I finally found that it said: There is China Classical Game Exhibition in Haier Science and Technology Museum. I was so happy that I thought if only I could go! There must be many interesting toys there, and I believe I can increase a lot of knowledge there! I ran to my mother excitedly with the activity notice, and my mother thought twice and promised to take me! I was so happy that I didn't fall asleep that night. I've been thinking: Haier Science and Technology Museum must vacate a big room and put all the classical toys from China there. Maybe we can have some fun ourselves! I got up early the next day and looked out of the window. The weather is fine, and it's sunny today. I washed and ate in a hurry, and we started the first day of May Day.
My mother and I first went to the museum to see the exhibition, and then went to Haier Science and Technology Museum. I was attracted as soon as I entered the classical toy exhibition hall. Wow! I am dazzled by so many toys. I thought to myself: The ancients were really talented and invented so many toys. I want to show my skills. I must untie all these toys.
I looked around first and found that China's classical toys are also learned! For example: Kongming Suo, Jiu Lianhuan, Tangram, Huarong Road ... China's classical toys have also spread abroad, and many foreigners can't get rid of them. Some of their toys are based on China toys.
I quickly found a place to sit down. We found a toy called "Liantao" to play with. This toy consists of four circles with the same size and four sticks with different lengths. One by one, it is built into the shape of stairs, supported by sticks, and then a rope is put on the first stick. The game is to let us pass the rope through these circles and sticks. My mother and I first analyzed the structure of this toy and began to untie the rope. We wound the rope four times, but it was still in its original position. We let the rope go around again, but we can't get out. My mother and I racked our brains and couldn't figure out a way. Ah, it's really "he who has no long-term worries will have near worries." Finally, my mother and I had no choice but to find an uncle over there, and he helped us solve it. I looked at it and thought: in my mother's eyes and mine, this rope can't be untied, but in my uncle's hand, it's easy to untie. This is really "things in the world are never absolute, and the results vary from person to person." After carefully observing my uncle's movements, I put on the loose chain cover again.
After I untied it, my mother bought me a maze elephant. It looks like an elephant, and its whole body is red, which is the same as the rules of the game.
The day passed quickly! On this day, I learned about the history of classical toys in China, and learned that people in ancient China were very clever. They invented many different intellectual toys with their brains. It shows the wisdom of the ancient people in China.
The ninth junior high school composition about Labor Day is 800 words.
"Labor", a strange and familiar word, has long forgotten its most authentic and simple meaning when I live in the city all the year round. The occasional arrangement of the hut and the rare washing and washing dishes at ordinary times have become the typical examples of "bitterness" and "fatigue" in my heart until the early summer of that year. ...
I remember what it was like in May and June. Pottery is surging in the wheat field, a fragrance full of happiness and satisfaction is flowing in the warm air, and busy figures are swaying everywhere in the wheat field. All this shows a message that makes everyone's heart beat faster: the wheat is ripe!
That day, the sun was shining, even a little dazzling, and my father wanted to take me back to my hometown to watch the farmers harvest. Unfortunately, the wheat at home has already been harvested by the hard-working grandmother and carefully dried and stored. I squatted on the ridge with some regret, tearing at a straw bored, looking up at the seemingly endless fields covered with straw, which covered the earth with gorgeous harvest costumes like a golden carpet.
"Let's clean up the straw together!" Xiaowen next door smiled and held out his hand. Healthy wheat skin, pure Ming Che's black eyes and golden fields set each other off. The words sound just fell and Xiaowen dragged me into the field. She skillfully tied up a bundle of straw and looked up at the blazing sun. I crustily skin of head and tied the straw like Xiaowen. "Hey, it's not tied like this." "Hey, you made a mistake again!" ..... Xiaowen patiently pointed, big beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead, and his hands were a little overwhelmed. I only feel that my fingers are itchy with straw, and my arms seem to be filled with lead. Sweat has soaked my clothes and flowed into my mouth along my cheeks, salty and slightly bitter. The whole person seems to have accidentally fallen into the river, soaked to the skin and extremely embarrassed. Originally beautiful sunshine, but now unexpectedly vicious, I almost have an impulse to rush into the refrigerator to cool off the heat.
I don't know how long it took. In my opinion at that time, I'm afraid it was centuries old. Xiaowen and I finally packed the straw and sat on the ridge to enjoy the cool breeze in the field. I suddenly feel that the neat straw in front of me is like a strange work of art, golden and neatly arranged, as if it is full of the sweat of workers and shining, like, like a monument to praise workers and laborers.
Labor is an instinct of "facing the loess and facing the sky", an insistence of "no pains, no gains" and a joy of "no pains, no gains", which sharpens everyone's body and mind. I stood on the ridge of the field, and a song I learned as a child inexplicably sounded in my ear: "Labor is the most glorious, and labor creates happiness." ...
The tenth junior high school composition about Labor Day, 800 words.
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the anniversary of the struggle for freedom of working people all over the world, and the entertainment day where we students can relax the tense study atmosphere-"Labor Day" has finally arrived.
Recently, I was worried that there was nothing to entertain on May Day, so Longchang Property posted an activity about "Celebrating May Day and welcoming the Olympics". I persuaded my father to sign up, and maybe I can go home with the first prize! Dad finally agreed happily.
At around 8 o'clock on May 3, Longchang Community became lively. People who take part in activities and come for sightseeing are all dressed in festive costumes and come here in an endless stream. The sound of gongs and drums, firecrackers, and joy came and went, and the whole community was filled with a boiling and festive atmosphere. At about 8: 30, firecrackers exploded in the square of the community, and fireworks went straight into the sky with deep joy, and his long-lost happiness broke out in the air. The horn rang, the tambourine rang, the music played, and the yangko team danced with the deafening sound of gongs and drums, like sparks, which were flashing pupils; Like a shower, it is a rapid drum sound; Like a skirt, it is a happy dance step. This yangko immediately warmed the cool air, enlivened the dull atmosphere and excited the tired people. Dancers' colorful costumes and cheerful dances make the streets more cheerful.
Five minutes later, the sound of gongs and drums faded away, and the host quickly announced: "The annual big get-together of Longchang Community officially began! Players who participate in' double leggings' should be prepared. " My father and I were among them. After hearing a gunshot, we cooperated as perfectly as possible and ran forward. However, the first time I played this game, I really couldn't adapt. At this point, my hands and feet are as stiff and numb as robots, and I can't even walk.
Fortunately, my father kept pulling me, did not give up halfway, and insisted on running to the finish line. Although we didn't become champions, we were still very happy. We learned a wonderful winning plan. The fourth event is "dragging the ball". The rule of the game is to drag a ping-pong ball with a ping-pong bat. You can only hold the racket with your hands, and you can't touch the table tennis, otherwise it will be considered illegal. The first player to reach the finish line is the champion. My father took part in the competition for me. As soon as the gunfire rang, my father rushed out like an arrow leaving the string and ran at the front. However, to my surprise, someone else's ball fell many times, but my father's ball stood firmly on his racket. Is it because dad has any stunts? From my careful observation, it turned out that it was dad who pressed the ball with his hand, so he had to be so steady. I am complacent, thinking: my father's ability to carve insects is still seen through by me. How can no one else know? It seems that I am really smart! However, it's better not to be found, and you can win the prize! When I looked up, my father proudly came to me with the first prize that I could only hope for. I am really ecstatic.
Around us, every day in our lives, there will be many happy things happening. As long as we observe carefully, you will feel that happiness is always around us!