【摘要】在平日的学习、工作和生活里，大家总免不了要接触或使用作文吧，写作文是培养人们的观察力、联想力、想象力、思考力和记忆力的重要手段。一篇什么样的作文才能称之为优秀作文呢？以下是作文地带为大家精心整理的内容，欢迎大家阅读。【篇一】劳动乐趣英语作文
You must have made it! No matter what you are doing, solving problems when doing homework, cooking your first meal without paste, or your little invention is praised by the teacher... These will bring you endless fun. But in my memory, there are many fun and interesting things, among them, the most difficult thing for me is to do farm work in my hometown when I was six years old - cutting rice. When I was six years old, my mother took me back to my hometown. At that time, it was autumn, and the farmers in their hometown were busy cutting rice. As soon as I got out of the car, I saw the farmers working hard in the fields. I really wanted to help them. So I quickly ran to my grandfather's house and said, "grandfather, I'm going to help farmers cut rice, OK?" My grandfather saw that I was so active. Without saying a word, he immediately took two sharp scythes and went to cut rice with me. When we got to the field, my grandfather first taught me how to use the sickle. Grandfather said: "take the sickle is to force, to grasp the strength, to make the sickle flexible, not too rigid, otherwise it is not easy to cut." After listening, I nodded to my grandfather. I went to an open space again and practiced according to what my grandfather said to me just now. After a while, I was sweating. When my grandfather saw it, he said painfully, "granddaughter, stop practicing and have a rest." I said to my grandfather, "grandfather, it's OK. You see the farmers are so hot that they don't rest. Why don't I practice?" After a while, I finally learned to cut rice. So I went down to the field. As soon as I got to the field, I felt strangely hot. At this time, I really wanted to escape, but when I saw my grandfather's affectionate eyes, I felt a force supporting me, as if to say to me: "child, we must persist, we can't be knocked down by this small difficulty." So I regained my confidence and, like a farmer, grasped the rice straw. Then I waved my sickle and cut it toward the bottom of the rice straw. With a "brush", I cut off the rice in my hand. I cut rice one by one as before. I don't know how long it took before I stopped and wiped my sweat. I have cut more than half of the paddy field in front of me, and the rice cut behind has been piled into a hill. This is just like the scenery described in the poem "watching mowing wheat", which I have learned now. It describes the scene of farmers cutting wheat in the hot sun and shows the hardships of farmers' life. Later, looking at my achievements, I was very happy, more confident and full of hope to cut rice. At this time, a red and yellow butterfly with gold powder flew past me. When I saw such a beautiful butterfly, I put down my sickle and ran to catch up with the butterfly. Grandfather immediately stopped me and said, "what's the matter with you? You've run to play before you finish cutting the rice. Go and cut it quickly." I was so ashamed that I immediately ran to pick up the sickle and continued to cut the rice. I don't know how long later, I finally cut the rice. This is the first time in my life that I cut wheat. I admire myself for being able to do it so well. I not only learned to cut wheat. Also realized that the labor brings me happiness, more importantly, in the labor I tasted the joy of innovation!【篇二】劳动乐趣英语作文
On Monday morning, as soon as I came to the classroom, I was attracted by two sets of flowers in the biological corner. Last week, Mr. Huang has dressed up our classroom, and the two sets of flowers add a beautiful look to our classroom. After lunch, Mr. Huang led the students to have a big cleaning. Everyone's interest is so high! Pull up the sleeves, lift the water, wipe the windows, sweep the floor The teacher told us to clean the second half of the classroom first. We quickly moved the tables and chairs to the front, cleaned the paper scraps on the ground, poured down a small amount of water, sprinkled some washing powder, and brush them with a broom. The noise was like a pleasant song of labor. At this time, we saw that the water on the ground became dirty. After a while, the teacher and we dragged the floor clean with a mop, We'll move the desk and chair back. Then we wash the first half of the classroom, and the students are still as energetic as they were just now. In less than an hour, we washed the floor of the classroom white, white, spotless, the windows clean, looked like a bright mirror, and the porch and the teaching room tiles were also cleaned very clean. Although the students' clothes are dirty, the classroom is cleaner and brighter. Looking at the neat and beautiful classroom, we all laughed with heart.【篇三】劳动乐趣英语作文
Labor creates life and happiness. Speaking of labor, I think of that time when I picked apples. One autumn, my mother, father and sister and I went back to our hometown. My grandfather said to my sister and me, "the apples are ripe. Let's go and pick them." My sister and I agreed. To the apple field, where the sun can be really hot, like into the oven, the apple trees can be neat row by row, like rows of soldiers, and then look at the apple in the sun, the apple red, like a red faced child, can be naughty. We started to work. I grabbed the apple and pulled it hard, but it was broken. I picked and picked, and I broke several apples. Look at my sister. She fell several apples like me. Look at my grandfather again. He didn't break an apple. I asked my sister to go to find him. We asked, "grandfather, how can't you break the apple?" Grandfather said with a smile: "as long as the apple up, the apple will fall down, the strength is small, light handle will not break." My sister and I suddenly realized that we had picked a lot of apples. I picked the biggest apple and showed it off in front of my sister. My sister spat out her tongue to me angrily. I finished picking the apples on this tree. I wanted to pick the apples on another apple tree, but I had to go from here. I had to squat down. When I was about to touch the branch, my grandfather yelled, "don't move." Grandfather said: "if you break the buds, you won't be able to produce apples next year." I finally passed. We picked four baskets of apples. We went back and gave our neighbors some apples. We were very happy. This let me know that labor is very hard and we should cherish the fruits of labor.
You must have made it! No matter what you are doing, solving problems when doing homework, cooking your first meal without paste, or your little invention is praised by the teacher... These will bring you endless fun. But in my memory, there are many fun and interesting things, among them, the most difficult thing for me is to do farm work in my hometown when I was six years old - cutting rice. When I was six years old, my mother took me back to my hometown. At that time, it was autumn, and the farmers in their hometown were busy cutting rice. As soon as I got out of the car, I saw the farmers working hard in the fields. I really wanted to help them. So I quickly ran to my grandfather's house and said, "grandfather, I'm going to help farmers cut rice, OK?" My grandfather saw that I was so active. Without saying a word, he immediately took two sharp scythes and went to cut rice with me. When we got to the field, my grandfather first taught me how to use the sickle. Grandfather said: "take the sickle is to force, to grasp the strength, to make the sickle flexible, not too rigid, otherwise it is not easy to cut." After listening, I nodded to my grandfather. I went to an open space again and practiced according to what my grandfather said to me just now. After a while, I was sweating. When my grandfather saw it, he said painfully, "granddaughter, stop practicing and have a rest." I said to my grandfather, "grandfather, it's OK. You see the farmers are so hot that they don't rest. Why don't I practice?" After a while, I finally learned to cut rice. So I went down to the field. As soon as I got to the field, I felt strangely hot. At this time, I really wanted to escape, but when I saw my grandfather's affectionate eyes, I felt a force supporting me, as if to say to me: "child, we must persist, we can't be knocked down by this small difficulty." So I regained my confidence and, like a farmer, grasped the rice straw. Then I waved my sickle and cut it toward the bottom of the rice straw. With a "brush", I cut off the rice in my hand. I cut rice one by one as before. I don't know how long it took before I stopped and wiped my sweat. I have cut more than half of the paddy field in front of me, and the rice cut behind has been piled into a hill. This is just like the scenery described in the poem "watching mowing wheat", which I have learned now. It describes the scene of farmers cutting wheat in the hot sun and shows the hardships of farmers' life. Later, looking at my achievements, I was very happy, more confident and full of hope to cut rice. At this time, a red and yellow butterfly with gold powder flew past me. When I saw such a beautiful butterfly, I put down my sickle and ran to catch up with the butterfly. Grandfather immediately stopped me and said, "what's the matter with you? You've run to play before you finish cutting the rice. Go and cut it quickly." I was so ashamed that I immediately ran to pick up the sickle and continued to cut the rice. I don't know how long later, I finally cut the rice. This is the first time in my life that I cut wheat. I admire myself for being able to do it so well. I not only learned to cut wheat. Also realized that the labor brings me happiness, more importantly, in the labor I tasted the joy of innovation!【篇二】劳动乐趣英语作文
On Monday morning, as soon as I came to the classroom, I was attracted by two sets of flowers in the biological corner. Last week, Mr. Huang has dressed up our classroom, and the two sets of flowers add a beautiful look to our classroom. After lunch, Mr. Huang led the students to have a big cleaning. Everyone's interest is so high! Pull up the sleeves, lift the water, wipe the windows, sweep the floor The teacher told us to clean the second half of the classroom first. We quickly moved the tables and chairs to the front, cleaned the paper scraps on the ground, poured down a small amount of water, sprinkled some washing powder, and brush them with a broom. The noise was like a pleasant song of labor. At this time, we saw that the water on the ground became dirty. After a while, the teacher and we dragged the floor clean with a mop, We'll move the desk and chair back. Then we wash the first half of the classroom, and the students are still as energetic as they were just now. In less than an hour, we washed the floor of the classroom white, white, spotless, the windows clean, looked like a bright mirror, and the porch and the teaching room tiles were also cleaned very clean. Although the students' clothes are dirty, the classroom is cleaner and brighter. Looking at the neat and beautiful classroom, we all laughed with heart.【篇三】劳动乐趣英语作文
Labor creates life and happiness. Speaking of labor, I think of that time when I picked apples. One autumn, my mother, father and sister and I went back to our hometown. My grandfather said to my sister and me, "the apples are ripe. Let's go and pick them." My sister and I agreed. To the apple field, where the sun can be really hot, like into the oven, the apple trees can be neat row by row, like rows of soldiers, and then look at the apple in the sun, the apple red, like a red faced child, can be naughty. We started to work. I grabbed the apple and pulled it hard, but it was broken. I picked and picked, and I broke several apples. Look at my sister. She fell several apples like me. Look at my grandfather again. He didn't break an apple. I asked my sister to go to find him. We asked, "grandfather, how can't you break the apple?" Grandfather said with a smile: "as long as the apple up, the apple will fall down, the strength is small, light handle will not break." My sister and I suddenly realized that we had picked a lot of apples. I picked the biggest apple and showed it off in front of my sister. My sister spat out her tongue to me angrily. I finished picking the apples on this tree. I wanted to pick the apples on another apple tree, but I had to go from here. I had to squat down. When I was about to touch the branch, my grandfather yelled, "don't move." Grandfather said: "if you break the buds, you won't be able to produce apples next year." I finally passed. We picked four baskets of apples. We went back and gave our neighbors some apples. We were very happy. This let me know that labor is very hard and we should cherish the fruits of labor.
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