We came to the field with buckets and stood in front of a cornfield. I immediately felt the joy of harvest. I can't wait to find a big corn, finally break it off and peel it hard. It was noon, the sun was very hot, and the sweat on my body kept coming out. How hot it is! I was still struggling to harvest corn, and the leaves of corn rubbed against my arm, and immediately there was a red scar on my arm, which hurt like a knife. I suddenly felt the hard work. I'm so happy that I finally finished harvesting the corn. I thought, how hard it is!

As the saying goes, no pains, no gains. It's true. Labor is hard, but the harvest is sweet, which reminds me of learning. I think: if you want to be a promising person and become a pillar of the country, you must study hard without fear of difficulties.

On Friday night, my parents had something urgent to go out and have a good meal, so my mother assigned me the task of washing dishes. I thought: this is really a good opportunity to exercise myself.

I turned on the tap, picked up the rag, picked up a bowl, and prepared to clean the inside of the first bowl with the rag. "Wow-",I let out a bitter cry. Tap water is as cold as ice! Looks like I have to hurry. I quickly cleaned the inside of the bowl, then wiped the edge of the bowl with a dish cloth, and then turned the bowl upside down to scrub the bottom. I took a bath for all the dishes according to these three steps. It's time to wash the spoon next. I carefully scrubbed the front and rear ends of the spoon with a dish cloth, and washing the spoon was relatively simple. Finally, I put a pair of chopsticks in the center of my palms and rubbed them repeatedly. Haha, chopsticks are washed like new, too. Then I dry the bowls, plates and spoons with a rag and put them in the cupboard. Okay, mission accomplished!

As the saying goes: labor is the most glorious! Labor is the foundation of human existence and continuity. Without human labor, there would be no food and clothes. The joy of labor is like pomegranate fruit, red and dense, just like a child showing his teeth and laughing happily! Labor is really a pleasure!

3. The feeling of labor is 300 words.

Everyone should learn to do housework, so the teacher asked us to help our parents do some housework.

Early this morning, I watched my mother get busy again. Beads of sweat ran down my cheeks, so I took this opportunity to help my mother lighten the burden. I got a mop, and I'm going to help my mother mop the floor. I picked up the mop first, carefully put it in the water and washed it for a long time before taking it out. I dragged a 1000-pound mop to the living room, dragging it left and right. The living room is just a water room. It suddenly occurred to me that I forgot to dry the mop. I hurried to the bathroom. Who knows, there was too much water in the "water room", and my feet slipped and I lay on the ground. My mother looked at me with distress and said, "Go and change your clothes first!" "strike!" I pouted and said.

Mother said, "Go dry the mop and clean the restaurant. Don't go on strike. This is the homework assigned by the teacher! " "I crustily skin of head agreed. After drying the mop, mother went to clean up the mess. I dragged the four corners clean first, and as a result, I stepped on the garbage and stained the four corners that I just cleaned. I postponed it again. The mop is dirty, which makes the original clean place dirty. I hurried to wash the mop, and it took me a long time to come out. After about 5 minutes, I was almost exhausted, but thinking of my mother's busy figure on weekdays, I didn't know where it came from, which made me determined to continue working. Generally, it's almost done. I washed the mop again and dragged it a little. Then go and ask mom to have a look. "Corner, corner, and the northernmost corner, yes, that's it. .. "under the guidance of my mother, I dragged out a lot of rubbish, which was either candy paper or happy fruit shell, or happy fruit shell was peel and paper. I throw these things around on weekdays, and my mother never complains about being tired every time she mops the floor.

I made up my mind that I must do more work within my power in the future to lighten some burdens for my mother.

4. Write three hundred words on the topic of labor, and write the harvest of scene labor.

Summer vacation is happy, interesting, colorful, with ups and downs. In my summer vacation, there is such a thing.

Every summer, it is the harvest season of corn. This year, I went to grandma's house with my mother to help break corn. Outside the cornfield, I saw them standing motionless; Walking into them, you will find that there is only one corn cob on each corn stalk. They are like a group of hide-and-seek children, hiding in corn leaves and sticking their heads out from time to time, as if they were spying on this beautiful little village. In the morning, the air is fresh, and I am clamoring to break corn. My grandmother had to follow me, put on long clothes, trousers and socks and told me to put on this suit. I was only * * *. In such hot weather, you must get heatstroke in this suit. Grandma said, "There are bugs in the ground that bite people." I have to put on long clothes and pants. I carried a basket, and my grandmother took me to the cornfield and taught me how to break it. Wow! There are so many clothes on the corn doll, layer after layer. After peeling the corn, a golden corn doll appeared. Corn kernels are golden yellow, like little pearls. When it is broken gently, the corn will be separated from its clothes and thrown into the basket. I am very happy. Look at grandma, she has broken three corns. Looks like I have to refuel. Then I started to break the second and third ... the first row and the second row. This second row is not as easy to break as the first row. I asked my grandmother what the reason was, and she said, "There are some differences in corn varieties this year, so that line was better than this one." I broke a few, my hand hurts, and I really want to give up. But look at my grandmother, there is a lot of corn in her basket, but she keeps breaking it, and I regain my confidence. Struggling to break off one corn after another, the * * * spicy sun rose from the back of the hill, and I was sweating profusely. The back of my hand was flushed with insect bites, and my palm was flushed with fatigue. Grandma and I didn't go home with a basket full of corn until noon, but the corn was too heavy. I could only carry five or six, so I had to carry my small basket in batches and walk back and forth four or five times. Back home, my hands hurt, my shoulders hurt, and it was still very hot. I immediately washed my face and ran to the electric fan to deal with it. On the other hand, grandma went to the kitchen to cook.

My mother told me that when she was a child, she had to walk dozens of miles to school and home every day. As soon as she got home, she put down her schoolbag and went to cut rabbit grass with her sisters. She didn't go home until dusk. When she got home, she helped her grandmother cook. In summer, I also help grandma break corn. The bug is biting, and there's nothing I can do. No matter how hot and tired I am, I must do it. At that time, there was no electric fan to blow. After a while, the hot corn was cooked and I ate my own corn. I am in high spirits. Although very tired and hard, but also very happy.

I thought it was easy to do farm work, but it was not easy to do it. This time, I came to grandma's house to help her break corn. I have a deep understanding. I really feel the meaning of the poem "It's noon when weeding, and the grains are unpalatable". Every grain is hard to come by. It reminds me of myself. Often waste food and don't cherish it. I'm really ashamed. Now I know that food is hard to come by. In the future, I will cherish every grain, cherish all the fruits of my labor, not waste, not destroy, and cherish public property. This is the harvest of my labor. Yixiaoxi

5. Labor practice is about 300 words. It has been more than two months since school started. We have been looking forward to the arrival of labor practice week. Finally, in early February, 65438+,we waited for the long-awaited labor practice week. Everyone was assigned to different departments and began to work hard.

We 12 students were assigned to the canteen affairs office of the logistics office. At first, everyone thought it would be hard in the logistics department, but after five days of exercise, we got along like a family with the teachers in the logistics department.

During this period, we are tired, laughing, happy, and complaining about cleaning ... but after these experiences, we will still be happy: looking at our own labor results, we will still feel that "labor is the most glorious."

65438+February 65438+June, the school was informed that an investigation team composed of representatives from the Municipal People's Congress, education, culture, health and other departments would visit our school in the future. How can you not pay attention to the arrival of distinguished guests? Although the campus is already very clean, the teachers and students of the school are still outside, cleaning and sorting things out ... Our classmates who participated in labor practice in the office, under the arrangement and guidance of the office teacher, swept the corridors, aisles, stairs, platforms and scrubbed walls of the canteen. At first, we all felt too cold to reach out. But later, we worked harder and harder. We all work hard, actively cooperate with teachers and clean up with them. After working for a long time, we all giggled!

A week passed quickly, and today is the last day of labor practice week. We are reluctant to part with it, because we have learned a lot in these short five days, and we unconsciously regard the office as our second home.

When we were cleaning, the teacher once said, "Workers are the most glorious, and those who really want to work are not afraid of hardship and fatigue." This sentence has always inspired us to complete the task explained above perfectly.

6. Four-level labor sentiment about 300 words labor sentiment

With the tense mid-term exam in the past, we ushered in May Day!

Because of the rest on Monday, I felt nothing to do after finishing my homework, so I wandered around the living room! My mother was very impatient with me and said, "Son, since you are so free, why don't you give our house a general cleaning?" Labor day is for work! "I thought to myself: I have nothing to do anyway, so just pack up! Just do it, my mother and I will act at once!

I took out my broom and began to sweep the floor. My eyes look left and right, looking for rubbish hidden at home. I suddenly found a snack bag and threw it away after eating it. I immediately swept it into the dustpan with a broom. In the following time, I put some rubbish wandering in my house into the trash can!

Next, I'm going to mop the floor. I wet the mop first, then drag it back and forth meticulously, from the balcony to the bedroom, from the bedroom to the living room, and then from the living room to the kitchen. After dragging, I also checked it carefully! After that, I will start cleaning the tables and chairs. I will wet the towel first, sprinkle some detergent on the items to be cleaned, and then start cleaning seriously!

However, one morning, our cleaning was over. Although I am very tired, I still show a knowing smile when I look at the achievements I have gained after my labor!

7. Composition on labor (300 words) The speed limit for 300-word argumentation is 5 minutes. People have been learning to do all kinds of things all their lives, and I am no exception.

Among so many things, what impressed me most was that I learned to wash dishes. When I was in the third grade, many children of my age could do some basic housework, but I could do nothing but fold the quilt.

Mom and dad look in their eyes and are anxious in their hearts. They decided to let me learn the simplest housework first-washing dishes. Hearing this, I beat my chest and replied in the loudest voice: "No problem, it's my treat, just wait for you to eat in a clean bowl."

At the beginning, I brought a lot of unwashed bowls and put them in the pool. I followed my mother's example, turned on the tap and washed it slowly for several times. I washed it and wiped the debris off the bowl by hand. It went well at first, and many sundries on the bowl have been cleaned up.

I turned off the tap. I proudly thought, "Now there is only detergent left. I used to listen to my parents saying that it was difficult to wash dishes. I didn't expect so much. "

I was just about to get the detergent when my hand slipped and the bowl exploded on the ground. I quickly picked it up and thought, "This was an accident. This poor bowl was the first victim, but it can't be my fault. Failure is the mother of success. " Then I picked up another bowl to wash.

This bowl seems to be doing the right thing for me. It keeps slipping. I haven't washed it for a long time. When I was in a hurry, my hand was released and I only heard a bang. The result can be imagined.

I just woke up from a dream and picked up the bowl on the ground. Unfortunately, it was too late, and the bowl fell into a "hemiplegia". I beat a retreat in my heart and thought, "If this continues, I will break a pool of bowls."

At this time, my mother came in and asked me with a smile, "Is the bowl ready? Your father and I are waiting to eat with the bowl you washed! " . I hung my head in shame and replied, "No, I can't always do the dishes."

Mom saw it and said, "Don't worry, I'll show you." After that, my mother picked up the bowl, skillfully washed it with water, then put on the detergent, carefully cleaned the sundries by hand, and finally washed the detergent with water.

I carefully observed my mother's movements, only to see her clean the bottom of the bowl, and then wipe it round and round. My mother said to me, "the oil bowl is not easy to wash." After listening to this, I suddenly realized, thinking: "No wonder the first bowl is easy to wash, and the second bowl is not easy to wash." After that, I learned to wash like my mother, all thumbs. Although the dishes I washed were not as good as my mother's, I was still very happy.

Then I washed all the dishes in the same way as before. Looking at a pile of clean and comfortable bowls, my heart is full of joy.

From this dish washing, I not only know how to wash dishes, but also know that practice makes perfect! As the saying goes, "Labor Day" is glorious. Today, I really want to try the taste and happiness of labor. Come to the place where Ximen Food Market sells bean products. The area there is small, but there are many people.

I managed to squeeze into my aunt's booth and had a hard time getting me to run all afternoon. I'll put down my "luggage" and take out my baby-the power amplifier, because my voice is low and there is a lot of noise inside, hehe! Pull it out. When I started my business, I shouted "Tofu is 4 yuan!" "When I called, other vendors stared at me with surprised eyes, which made my shy little girl blush.

Because I was in the first booth, there were many people and I was as busy as a bee. An uncle came in with a list. He poked his head out, craned his neck, held his head high and looked at it for a long time before he came to me. I heard him muttering to himself. It is incredible that such a young child is doing business in the street. Then he picked up a pile for nothing and looked around for a long time. "3 pieces." I am very frank, and he seems surprised to say, "It's so expensive, but it's still cheap."

He won't look down on me. He tried to fool me. No, it's only three dollars, not a penny less. I'm a little angry. 20 Jin, right? I was shocked: "20 Jin, so much.

Is this what the hotel wants? "I grabbed it back and forth about 20 times with my' slim little jade hand', then weighed it on the electronic scale and pressed the 6 and 0 keys. I tell you, because I have been watching my aunt's business, I am so skilled! I packed everything for nothing, and my uncle asked, "How much is it?" I picked up the computer and used "Xiaolan Finger" to forget 60 yuan.

He took 60 yuan money out of his wallet and gave it to me. When I took the money, I was still thinking: Great! Hu, I am really something, and I am worthy of being a "leader".

Finish a business, don't say I'm really a little fast. Not only did I earn money, but I also got happiness in my work.

Another wave of people came, and I was in a hurry. It's really tiring to want this or that. Sometimes it's hot, and I can't even sweat, for fear that my business will run away! I'm tired but I don't blame anyone, because I'm happy.

The afternoon passed like this. Although I feel very tired, I am very happy. I also felt different happiness on May Day, which benefited me a lot. I understand that "labor is the only way to get happiness".

8. Four-level labor sentiment about 300 words labor sentiment

With the tense mid-term exam in the past, we ushered in May Day!

Because of the rest on Monday, I felt nothing to do after finishing my homework, so I wandered around the living room! My mother was very impatient with me and said, "Son, since you are so free, why don't you give our house a general cleaning?" Labor day is for work! "I thought to myself: I have nothing to do anyway, so just pack up! Just do it, my mother and I will act at once!

I took out my broom and began to sweep the floor. My eyes look left and right, looking for rubbish hidden at home. I suddenly found a snack bag and threw it away after eating it. I immediately swept it into the dustpan with a broom. In the following time, I put some rubbish wandering in my house into the trash can!

Next, I'm going to mop the floor. I wet the mop first, then drag it back and forth meticulously, from the balcony to the bedroom, from the bedroom to the living room, and then from the living room to the kitchen. After dragging, I also checked it carefully! After that, I will start cleaning the tables and chairs. I will wet the towel first, sprinkle some detergent on the items to be cleaned, and then start cleaning seriously!

However, one morning, our cleaning was over. Although I am very tired, I still show a knowing smile when I look at the achievements I have gained after my labor!

9. The workers in our class wrote 300 words. While drinking my drink, I poked my head out and looked around: some of the people coming and going were wearing suits and ties, but they were chewing a fried dough stick and grinning with their companions; There is a tall middle school student with a yo-yo in his hand. He looks "professional" ... It seems that everyone is very happy. May Day is really a good day.

But on this day when everyone was relaxed and happy, the voice of the broom sounded: "Swish, swish ..." Looking down, it was a cleaner, holding a hard broom in his hand, carefully collecting the leaves scattered on the ground. Seeing this scene, I looked at her with interest from the balcony. She is a female cleaner, only about 30 years old, should be full of hair, but there are faint traces of snow on her hair; Her skin is not very white, khaki, it must be because of the wind and the sun, it is very rough; Her clothes are also "peasant women", and she can't see the bright atmosphere of the city at all. Although she looks clumsy, it is not: she dances quickly with a broom in one hand. Soon, ugly pollution gathered around the place where she stopped, and the bucket in the other hand came together and filled with garbage. As soon as she turned around, the garbage went to heaven. I applaud her agility. Unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew and the leaves fell again. With the arrival of the leaves, there is also a bag of domestic garbage and a young Sprite drink bottle. Alas, this hard-won land was destroyed in an instant. What a pity! I look at others with contempt. I really want to criticize them, and then let them taste the destruction of the fruits of their labor. But look at the cleaner. She just shook her head helplessly and started her work again.

Cleaners, a part of the city, stayed in the city despite the wind and the sun, but others disdained them and turned their focused expression into a joke: "Sweeping garbage is so professional!" " "They don't want to think, if there is no them-cleaners, what will this city look like? Cleaners, workers around us, we should respect and deserve respect!