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Composition for pic wild strawberries
In daily study, work or life, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, and they are all familiar with it. Composition can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is my composition on picking wild strawberries for you. Welcome to read the collection.

Picking Wild Strawberries Composition 1 There is a large area of wild strawberries 500 meters from my grandmother's house. In its heyday, I would go there to pick wild strawberries every weekend.

Last Saturday, I went to grandma's house. As soon as I got there, I grabbed the basket and went to pick wild strawberries with my grandmother.

Wild strawberries are big and sweet when they are ripe. There are some "hills" on the fruit, and there are prickly hairs on the stem, which hurts after stabbing. So be sure to put on thick pants, or you will be badly tied.

When I arrived at the wild strawberry field, I rushed over without waiting for my thick pants. After only a few tens of seconds, I jumped up and down and ran out, looking ridiculous. But before long, there were five or six bags on my legs, as red as burning charcoal. Grandma quickly put on thick pants for me and told me not to be in such a hurry next time. I finally understand the meaning of the sentence "You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient".

Officially began to pick, I took a fancy to a big red wild strawberry, immediately rushed to its front with wind speed, pulled it down at a fast speed, and immediately threw it into my mouth full of "saliva". How sweet! Just then, I saw many big, red "little faces" smiling at me!

I continue to choose them. There are more and more wild strawberries in the basket. I was so happy that I started the "sweeping system" immediately. My left and right hands started working at the same time, one left hand and one right hand. I threw wild strawberries into my mouth and wolfed them down. Grandma saw it and said anxiously, "slow down!" Slow down! Stop choking. " I nodded with wild strawberries in my mouth and grandma shook her head.

What a wonderful weekend! I like wild strawberries!

During the May Day holiday, we returned to my father's hometown-Jinhua Lipu. There are mountains and water, which is very interesting.

Among them, my happiest and most unforgettable thing is to find wild strawberries.

After more than three hours of long-distance running, we finally came to Jinhua Lipu. As soon as I got home and put down my luggage, my sister shouted excitedly, "Pick wild strawberries!" " "So we walked out of the house with a small basket and a hat.

Along the way, we talked and laughed and soon came to the foot of the mountain. Dad broke a branch for each of us, saying it was to drive away snakes and insects. Not long after going up the mountain, I heard my brother shout, "Wow! Come and see, there is a big piece of wild strawberry here. " We went up and saw that there was a big red "ball" the size of a crystal fairy. I can't wait to reach out and take a "little ball" away from my mouth. Ah, how delicious! So we all put down our baskets and started picking wild strawberries. Suddenly I saw a big, red wild strawberry in it and put my hand in it. "ah!" I only heard myself scream, and a thick and long thorn was directly inserted into my middle finger. It hurts. When my mother saw this, she hurried over, carefully pulled out the thorn, put my finger directly into her mouth and took a few sips. After spitting out some blood, she told me that the strawberry stems are covered with thorns, so be careful. Grandma took out her gloves and asked me to put them on so as not to be stabbed again.

We continued to walk up the mountain, and there were many strawberries along the way! In a short time, our baskets were full and our stomachs were full, and we accidentally harvested a lot of honeysuckle. We take it home and dry it to make tea. Drinking honeysuckle tea in summer can quench your thirst.

Although picking wild strawberries has been going on for some time, it is still fresh in my memory and unforgettable!

In the afternoon, dad suggested picking wild strawberries, and everyone agreed. "Go and pick wild strawberries!" I cheered.

At the foot of the mountain, the grandmother who picked tea leaves and pulled out wild bamboo shoots stared at a path at a glance and said, "There should be more here." We all followed at once. Will there be weeds here? That's what I thought. Suddenly I heard my grandmother and aunt say in unison, "Li Shuo, come in quickly, there are so many here!" " "I carefully broke the branches on the left and right sides with my hands and walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Walking in is another scene. In the vast green bushes, bright red and full fruits hung upside down, as if welcoming me. I picked it in a hurry, and a small wild strawberry fell into my hand. "ouch!" I was so excited that I forgot that this is a prickly guy. A barb bit my hand deeply. At this time, my mother came to help me pluck the thorns and said to me, "Wild strawberries are delicious, but there are tiny thorns on the stems and leaves." Delicious food is not easy to pick! "

Under the guidance of grandma, we picked a lot of wild strawberries, not only filled our stomachs, but also put on long thatched inedible stems and took them home one by one. Strings of wild strawberries are like strings of small red lanterns, swaying in the mountain wind. ...