Writing ideas: Labor Day composition needs to describe the process of one's own labor through details, and write what one did on May Day, such as sweeping the floor, folding quilts, watering flowers, washing clothes, etc. And describe your real experience and psychological activities. Finally, I can write that through a day's work, I understand the significance of Labor Day.
Composition 1: May1Sunday is International Labor Day. On that day, we will experience the happiness of labor with hard-working hands.
On May Day, I helped my mother do housework. I get up early. Although I am still sleepy, I have to do housework today. After breakfast, I started to work with a rag. My task is to clean all the cabinets at home. These chores can keep me busy for half a day. My cupboard is really dirty. I just wiped a cupboard rag. It's so dark. I rubbed it for half an hour, but there was still some dust hiding in the cupboard. I'm panting with fatigue. However, I still insist on wiping hard again and again until I clean the cupboard. Although I feel very tired, I still feel very happy when I look at the neat cabinets.
In the afternoon, my father and I planted some small melon seedlings in the small garden. We used hoes to loosen the soil, dug several big pits and carefully planted small melon seedlings. Looking at these small melon seedlings, I thought: I must take good care of them, let them thrive and eat these fruits and vegetables I planted as soon as possible. It must be delicious
Although labor is very tired, it is also happy. With hard work, there is the joy of harvest. Labor has created a happy and beautiful life for us.
Composition 2: 1 In the morning of May, I was still sleeping in my room. My mother pushed open the door and said, "Labor Day is here. Let's go to work! "
I got up quickly and was about to have breakfast. Hey, where is breakfast? So I asked my mother to teach me how to make breakfast. I searched in the refrigerator and found a bag of nutritious noodles and put it on the table. I poured some water into the pot and asked my mother to turn on the gas. Ten minutes later, the water boiled. I took out three bundles of noodles, put them in the pot and stirred them with chopsticks. After a few minutes, bubbles appeared in the pot, and then rose higher and higher. I was afraid that the water would overflow, so I amplified my voice and said, "Mom, come and help me!" " "She didn't say anything. She scooped some water from the porcelain bowl and poured it into the pot. The foam in the pot sank. Mother took out the noodles and put them in the prepared bowl. I took a bite and it was delicious!
When summer comes, we put away our winter clothes and put them in compression bags. Dad brought a vacuum cleaner, and I was surprised. What's with the vacuum cleaner? Isn't the house quite clean? I saw my father open the lid of the compression bag, aim the vacuum cleaner at the suction port and open the vacuum cleaner. My father asked me to have a try. I smoked for a while, and the bag became smaller and tighter. I feel great. Dad said, "This is to reduce space." Finally, dad put the schoolbag in the cupboard.
It is not easy to go to work on May Day.
Composition 3: Today is Labor Day. On this day, working people from all over the world will gather to March and celebrate, and I intend to work hard.
Early in the morning, I got up, and a little white fog lingered around the rising sun, yellow and red, just like tying a white ribbon around Sister Sun's waist. Enjoy the beautiful scenery and welcome the menstruation from Sichuan. Menstruation and his mother hurried out, leaving me and my father.
I shook my arm in boredom and lifted my heavy legs to the bedroom. Only then did I see that the quilt on the bed was messy and twisted together like a twist. I thought to myself, alas, my mother is gone, and the bed is so messy. Why don't I tidy up? Just thinking about it, I said to myself, "No! Mom came back, she must have thought it was arranged by dad, and I didn't get any benefits. " Just want to go away, then turned around and thought: Today is Labor Day, let's do some work!
I first came to the bed, took the pillows to the sofa respectively, and then put a corner of the quilt on the corresponding corner of the bed, as did other quilt corners. Then I determined the center of the quilt, and smoothed the wrinkled cloth on the quilt from the center up and down, left and right by hand, which looked cleaner. Then, I carefully put the pillow on the bedside, and then folded the extra quilt and put it under the pillow. Looking at his "masterpiece", I can't help but feel flattered.
On May Day, I tidied the quilt by myself and was praised by my mother. Ah! What a happy day!