A model essay on the beauty of labor in China's dream [4]

Number one: I've been waiting for the Chinese dream for a long time? May day? International Labor Day has finally arrived.

Early in the morning, I was too excited to sleep. Because of this small holiday, my family will go to my grandmother's house, so that I can have fun again. Along the way, I don't want to enjoy the beautiful scenery and colorful scenery. I just want to fly to my grandmother's house as soon as possible. When the car stopped at the gate of grandma's yard, I saw many people picking tea in the tea garden through the window glass. Oh, it turns out that spring is also the season of tea harvest!

Full of green Tea Garden, rows and rows. From a distance, it looks like a green carpet. A breeze is blowing, and a faint fragrance is refreshing and intoxicating. Tea pickers are laughing from time to time.

As soon as I got off the bus, I shouted for my cousin to teach me how to pick tea. We all came to the tea garden with a small laundry basket. Wow! How fresh the air is here! I saw a little green bud dancing with the wind like a flower fairy. Really beautiful! At this time, my cousin solemnly demonstrated: First, gently pick tea leaves with your fingers, don't pull hard; Second, you can't pick big tea leaves, you can only pick two pieces with one heart. ? After reading my cousin's teaching method, I couldn't wait to pick it up. Because this is the first time to pick tea, I am in high spirits. I picked a lot in a short time, and I was flattered by the results of my labor. Tired of picking, I still played hide-and-seek with my cousin in the tea garden, and I had a great time, let alone how happy I was!

This? May day? I not only learned to pick tea, but also enjoyed the joy and harvest brought by this beautiful tea garden.

Chapter two: Chinese dream, beautiful working women, essay model, legend, the emperor rode an elephant to patrol Guilin. The elephant suddenly fell ill and there was no medicine to cure it. Guilin people cured the elephant. The elephant was very grateful to people and didn't go back to court. The emperor saw it and stabbed the elephant to death. More than a hundred years later, the elephant turned to stone. So it's called Elephant Trunk Mountain.

Today is May 2nd. We are going to Guangzhou by bus. There are my father, my mother, me, my parents' colleagues and my daughter. I called her sister. When we arrived in Guangzhou, we had dinner in advance. I feel full after supper. We went to the airport. After I went to the airport, I saw how spectacular the airport was! Soon, we got on the plane. I am sitting on the plane, feeling scared, nervous and happy! After a while, the plane took off, and I was even more afraid and nervous. Mom said there was nothing to be nervous or afraid of. If anything, it's flying! When it was in the car. I listened to my mother's words, and my whole body relaxed quickly. My father said I was not afraid and nothing would happen. At Guilin airport, we all got off the plane with our luggage. At the airport, we followed the guide out of the airport, and then a guide came. I call her Wang Dog Meat, which means to bring my cousin. What do you call Miss Guilin? It's called Sister. What do you call Sir? Then call me brother. The tour guide said that Guilin girls should be careful when they see people with big bellies and glasses! Dad said we were all pregnant, and the tour guide said, Sister, whether you are married or not, just walk over and take it away.

Then we go to have dinner. After that, we went to bed On May 4th, we went to Qixing Park again today. How did Qixing Park come from? There are seven mountains, which are connected together, so it is called (Seven Star Park). Here is a sea of people, beautiful mountains and rivers, birds and flowers, and extraordinary excitement. We walked to the front and there was a natural air conditioner, which was a big hole. We went in, it was really cool! When we came out and walked forward, we saw pandas again. It was really cute, but on the last day of its sleep, we went to the last scenic spot (Yinziyan). It was spacious, but the air was not good, but it was quite fun.

My May Day passed like this!

Today is May Day, a national holiday for working people. Grandpa decided to take his family to Zeya Mountain. Grandpa said: Go to nature to wash your lungs and fight? Sars? . Wan Li is clear and sunny. Along the way, we saw tall mountains, towering trees and waterfalls, and clear streams were surrounded by green grass and beautiful garlands. Walking into nature, the fresh air is suffocating and very comfortable! Finally arrived at the destination-grandpa's farmer friend's house.

The two sisters of the host family, Lv Xiao and Xiaoqiu, are walking out with baskets. I asked curiously:? what are you going to do？ ? My sister told me that this is a meaningful activity organized by their school-picking tea on Labor Day. My sister also invited me to attend. I came to the tea-picking place with great interest. I saw green eyes, a tea garden, full of big brothers and big sisters picking spring tea. My sister began to tell me how to pick tea carefully. After my sister taught me by hand, I also picked a bag full of light green tea.

Although I was hot, tired and thirsty in the process of picking tea, I still felt very happy when I saw my labor income. This May Day makes me very happy and meaningful.

Chapter four: Chinese dream, labor beauty, essay writing, model essay Today is May Day, which is the International Labor Day. My father and I asked my cousin to dig bamboo shoots, and my cousin readily agreed. Neither my cousin nor I have dug bamboo shoots. This is the first time. Of course, it is very novel.

We came to the mountain next to my cousin's village. But the weather was not beautiful. On the way, it began to rain in Mao Mao. But this did not weaken our interest in digging bamboo shoots, but strengthened our will, because as the saying goes: like mushrooms after rain? Hmm! We climbed the mountain with difficulty, and sweat was mixed with rain.

Dad is General Iron. Clear the way. Go ahead. In a short time, it opened the distance. ? Wow, so many bamboo shoots and chicken heads! ? My cousin and I looked up. Is it in front? Exploring the road? My father's crying. When we arrived, he was holding a big bundle of bamboo shoots and chattering about something. But we got nothing. I was so anxious that I scratched my hair hard that I thought, why can't I dig bamboo shoots? Maybe I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I accidentally fell down and bled. I beat my chest and shouted, God, why are you bothering me like this? I am also a human being and the master of all things. Why don't you give me wild vegetables and give me a fall ? At this time, I am extremely annoyed. Dad said to us: Why don't you go on? Maybe you'll get something. ?

? All right. ?

? Cousin, look at bamboo shoots. ? After a few steps, a prey came into my eyes, and I was very surprised.

? I have prey too, cousin. ?

Before long, our bamboo shoots can be compared with dad's. We are very happy.

I finally understand that you can't dig bamboo shoots after dad. Go to the front to get something. ? Go your own way, don't follow suit. ? This is a little truth I realized in May Day labor today.