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The composition of helping parents collect wheat in the fourth grade 350
Dad called me in the morning and asked me, "Are you going to the countryside?" I think: there is nothing interesting at home, so it is better to go to the countryside to experience a different life. So I said loudly, "Go!" Dad said, "I can't play this time." I have to help my uncle collect wheat. " I smiled and said, "No problem, it's a piece of cake."

When we came to the field, the wheat had been harvested. I looked at the golden wheat and felt that all the wheat were smiling at me like little dolls. When I was in a daze, my father called me and I woke up. Dad asked me to help grandma cut wheat. Grandma said, "No, children can't cut wheat, it will hurt their hands." I said, "Grandma, believe me, I can do it." Dad also spent a lot of time persuading grandma. Dad taught me how to use a sickle first, and told me how to cut without hurting my hand. I asked my father, "Why not use a harvester?" Dad said: "there are only a few harvesters in the countryside, which can only be used by a small number of people. Others can only harvest themselves when the weather is good these days."

I followed my father's example, holding wheat in one hand and sickle in the other. I pulled it obliquely from the root of wheat and cut it off. I thought it was easy, so I began to compete with my father. After a while, I only cut it in half, and I was so tired that my back ached and I was panting. But I looked at grandma and dad. They didn't complain about being tired. They only had a bumper harvest and the joy of Hanshui. So I bent down again and began to cut.

At home, grandma took out bottles of drinks from the well, and I took out a cup, ah! How cool! Yeah, it's a natural refrigerator!

This is really an unforgettable rural life!