Composition about picking oranges

In daily study, work, and life, when it comes to composition, everyone must be familiar with it. Composition is composed of words, a style that expresses the meaning of a theme through human thought and language organization. . Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? The following are the essays about picking oranges that I have collected for everyone. They are for reference only. You are welcome to read them. Composition on Picking Oranges 1

Late autumn and early winter are the best seasons for picking oranges. In order to enrich the children's spare time, the family had already agreed early on that the whole family would go to the orange garden to pick oranges on their days off.

On the last Sunday in November, the weather was particularly sunny, and the sun was already smiling on the earth early in the morning. Just after 7 o'clock, my brother, sister and I drove from home under the leadership of our parents. In the early winter season, the temperature outside was already very low in the morning and there were not many pedestrians, but it was warm inside our car and everyone was chatting and laughing. Unconsciously, the car stopped at a place called a farm. People were waiting for us there and when we got off the bus, they took us straight into the orange grove.

As soon as I entered the orange garden, I was shocked by the scene in front of me! Wow, there are so many orange trees, it’s almost as far as the eye can see! The golden oranges look particularly bright against the dark green leaves. It is like a doll with a smile on its face, lying heavily in its mother's arms, waiting for our arrival! I walked into the orange tree, and touched the oranges on this tree, and then touched the oranges on that tree. I held them with both hands, fearing that they would fall from the tree accidentally. Suddenly, I only woke up from the excitement when I heard the people there saying that orange picking was starting now. I immediately picked up the bamboo basket on the ground and started picking oranges with my brothers and sisters. Since we are small and cannot climb trees, we can only pick oranges hanging from the branches.

If it is a little taller, I will jump with both feet, grab it with one hand, and then take it off with the other hand. When I picked the first orange, I was very excited. Moreover, I also found that they were very cute, big and round, like a big apple. I liked them very much! I was afraid that I would not find it when I put it in the bamboo basket, so I put it in my pocket. I picked one after another, liking each one more than the last, and my pockets were full in no time. The children were busy running among the orange trees, and soon everyone filled the bamboo baskets. As time passed, the activity of picking oranges came to an end.

On the way home, I was thinking that what we brought back was not just baskets of oranges, but also a kind of joy! Composition on Picking Oranges 2

Today, the autumn air is crisp and clear. Our little reporter is going to Huanglong to pick oranges.

When we arrived at the orange garden, we were like birds out of their cages, heading straight to the orange garden. Look, several orange trees are clustered together, and the green leaves are like lively elves. When the wind blows, they dance happily in the air; they are also like pieces of bright green emeralds. Among the patches of green, there are dots of golden oranges, and the golden oranges are like small lanterns. How charming this orange garden is!

There was an old lady who gave each of us a bag. When I was about to pick, I suddenly heard a voice: "Pick up to 20, pick up to 20!" I thought to myself: 10 yuan can buy a lot of oranges sold outside! The owner of this orange garden is too stingy! No, I must pick a few more. "

I started to pick, and I saw a big, round orange. I ran over quickly. I held the orange branch in my left hand, pinched the orange in my right hand and turned it around a few times, and the orange fell off. I put the orange in the bag and then picked another orange in this way. I picked it in a hurry and broke the peel. It was a pity that this big orange was easy to crush in the backpack. , it’s better for me to put them in the bag. When I picked more than a dozen, I put the bigger oranges without any green on them into my backpack. In this way, my backpack became heavier and heavier, and the oranges in the bag became more and more heavy. It’s getting less and less. I heard again: “Everyone can eat as much as you want. "I didn't want to eat it at first. I wanted to take the orange home for my parents to eat. But my stomach started to feel unsatisfactory. I swallowed my saliva, couldn't wait to peel a golden orange, and broke off a piece of it. I couldn't wait to put it into my mouth. Suddenly, a sweet and sour juice flowed from my throat, and my whole body felt very refreshing. I finished eating this golden orange and started to count the oranges I had. "One." , two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... Thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four. "I picked thirty-four. Hehe, Yang Yixing only picked twenty." The young reporters from Wangzhai Education Group gathered. The young reporters from Wangzhai Education Group gathered. "I ran back in a hurry.

I came back with a full load today. I picked so many oranges and I know how to pick them well.

This is such a happy day. ! Composition 3 of Picking Oranges

One morning during the winter vacation, the weather was really nice and the sun was shining brightly. My father and mother and I drove to the Shuidongpo Forest Farm in Gongzhuang Town, Boluo County to pick oranges.

We were talking and laughing along the way in the car, and the branches and leaves of the small trees on the roadside were blown by the breeze, as if to say: "Hello, kid." "I also nodded lightly.

After a while, we arrived at Shuidongpo Forest Farm. I couldn't wait to get out of the car and ran into the orchard. At first glance, there were patches of yellow oranges everywhere, and the green leaves were very beautiful. The trees are covered with oranges, some are yellow, some are green, and some are half yellow and half green. Some grow in the most conspicuous places, and some are hidden in the leaves. It seems like children are playing hide and seek. I picked an orange and tasted it, ah! It tastes so sweet.

Then, the uncle at the forest farm prepared scissors and a basket for us, and we started to cut oranges. I picked up the scissors and started cutting them with a "click, click" sound. I cut and ate at the same time. It was so delicious. . Uncle told us that the top oranges are the sweetest because they have been exposed to the sun for a long time. Dad climbed to the top with a ladder and tasted oranges from several trees. Finally, I finally picked the sweetest one, and a lot of it fell off as soon as I cut it. I picked here and there, and after a while, the basket was full of yellow oranges. I was very happy to see the loot come back loaded with rewards.

Today I finally understood what "you have to pay to get something." Just like the uncle on the farm, after hard work, he ushered in a bumper harvest. Composition on Picking Oranges 4

I like to eat oranges, and now is the season for oranges. Last week, my father took me to pick oranges. Along the way, we passed green cake-like hills, drove over banana-shaped bridges, and passed chicken intestine-shaped paths. Finally, despite my numerous inquiries of “Are we there yet?”, we finally arrived at a mountain pass.

I saw that this mountain is surrounded by mountains on three sides. The mountains are covered with rows of neat orange trees. The front, left and right are all yellow, which is very beautiful. "It's so beautiful." I couldn't help but admire it. "Of course, the places I brought you are all good places." Dad said proudly. "Bragging." I said happily.

As soon as I got out of the car, I couldn’t wait to pick up the basket and scissors. The administrator aunt took us up the mountain along the small mountain road. We are surrounded by fruit trees that are neither tall nor short. The oranges among the green leaves look so bright and plump in the sun, making people salivate. Looking at the orange trees all over the mountain, I asked my aunt curiously: "Do all these orange trees belong to your family?" "Of course, yes, they are my family's treasures." Auntie said proudly. Then my aunt told me to pick smaller oranges because the skin is thinner. I immediately came to the tree and looked for it carefully. The yellow and small oranges seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with me. After searching for a long time, I couldn't find them. The ones I found were all with a little green. Later, I simply went into the bushes to look for it. Yeah, so many yellow oranges are like little lanterns welcoming me. Smelling the fragrance, I couldn't help but eat one, it was so sweet. I picked and ate them at the same time, and I felt so good. After a while I picked a basket full.

It’s so fun to pick oranges. I will go there next year. Essay on Picking Oranges 5

Today is the National Day. My father, mother, and I took my sister and I on a farm trip to Qingjiang, so that we sisters could experience the life of picking oranges.

We drove along the Dongjiang Lake towards Qingjiang. After a while, I saw the Qingjiang oranges that I had been admiring for a long time. There are so many oranges in Qingjiang! There are orange trees on the roadside and on the mountains. When I opened the car window, the fragrance of oranges hit my face. I wanted to stuff a mountain of oranges into my mouth.

The destination finally arrived, and I couldn’t wait to jump out of the car. Said to dad: "Dad, let's go buy oranges and eat them!"

But dad said, is there anything in the world that can be obtained for nothing? It’s better to pick oranges yourself!

Our group came to the orange grove. The owner of this orange grove was warm and hospitable and immediately took us to pick oranges. Each of us took a pair of large scissors and started looking for oranges. I searched and searched, and finally found an orange tree that I was very satisfied with. It was all yellow, like three fairies descending to the earth. I ran to the orange tree desperately, waved the big scissors in my hand, and cut hard. The orangery was extremely quiet, except for the clicking sound of the scissors. I was tired of cutting, so I sat down on the ground, took an orange, peeled it open, and stuffed the orange segment into my mouth, wow! Is this an orange? Why is it sweeter than watermelon?

After picking the oranges, each of us was so tired that we were sweating profusely. However, I am still very happy eating the fruits of my labor! Composition 6 about picking oranges

Today, I went to the hometown of a friend of my father’s to pick oranges.

We drove and arrived at our destination in a short while. This is a small mountain village surrounded by mountains. There are colorful wild flowers on the mountains, including purple, white, red, and yellow... There are golden rice fields, green vegetable fields, and purple eggplants in the mountains. Swinging on the seedlings, orange-red persimmons hang high among the branches like small lanterns, and half-green and half-yellow oranges crowd the branches, bending them. There are picturesque autumn scenes everywhere.

I couldn’t wait to fly to the orange garden. Facing so many oranges, I was really like "a tiger eating from the sky - I don't know where to eat it." I started to pick oranges. I first spotted a bunch of oranges that were the yellowest, so I used scissors to cut off the bunch of oranges. , put it in the basket. I ran to the orange field below and found that the oranges there were more yellow, so I cut off all the yellowest oranges. In a short time we filled the two big baskets.

At noon, we returned home with a basket of oranges.

On the way home, I thought that autumn is really a harvest season. Composition 7 on Picking Oranges

It was a crisp autumn day with a cool breeze. My parents drove me to Sandu to pick oranges.

Along the way, I saw the golden rice and bent over with a smile. Looking from a distance, it looked like a golden ocean. A gust of wind blew the fallen leaves on both sides like colorful butterflies dancing in the air. There is another gust of autumn wind, and the air is filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, which is really refreshing!

When I arrived at my destination, I couldn’t wait to jump out of the car and ran towards the orange grove like a bird just out of the cage. The sight before me made my eyes light up. Wow, so many oranges! Yellow oranges hang on the treetops like small lanterns. I tried one, ah, it was delicious! Not long after, my basket was full, and suddenly I saw a "big king", which was a super big orange. Unexpectedly, my father also fell in love with it. At this time, my mother said: "Guess whether this orange is an odd number or an even number. Whoever guesses correctly will get this orange." I said it was an odd number, but my father insisted that it was an even number. . So, my father and I happily peeled the oranges and counted them, 12345....Haha! It's an odd number. I win. This orange belongs to me.

We returned home loaded with oranges. It was such a wonderful day! Essay on Picking Oranges 8

Last Saturday, the sun hung scorchingly in the sky, emitting thousands of golden rays. The road looked like a big steamer, and white smoke came out. The flowers, plants and trees on the roadside were all Lowered his head.

As soon as I finished class at the cram school, my mother came to pick me up. She said: "Now let's go to Xintong to pick oranges." As soon as she finished speaking, I jumped three feet high.

When I arrived at Xintong, I immediately took the scissors and the small basket, hummed a tune and danced a little and ran up the mountain. Looking at the oranges hanging on the branches like small lanterns, my mouth watered instantly. I immediately picked one and tasted it. Well, it tasted good, sour and sweet.

Half an hour later, the small basket was filled with a full basket. However, we only picked orange trees, and there were many fruit trees that we didn’t pick: kiwi trees, eucalyptus trees, etc. It's like a "Flower and Fruit Mountain" here, and we are like a group of monkeys jumping around on the mountain.

Finally, we went down the mountain and went home with the smell of autumn. Composition of Picking Oranges 9

One day in 20xx, I went to my countryside with my parents. On that sunny morning, we set off early. My mother and I sat in the car and stared at the scenery passing by in a daze outside the car window. My father had been driving to my hometown-Qingyuan Fogang.

After about an hour and a half, the car stopped, and my father said: "We have arrived in Qingyuan, let's get off the car." My mother and I got out of the car quickly, and I yelled as we got off the car. Auntie, we are here." Suddenly, a shadow flashed over. It turned out to be Aunt Li, the nanny who took care of me when I was a child. She happily picked me up and spun me around before letting me down. Because we only see me once a year, she always They were all very excited. Then, she chatted endlessly with my parents. I took a chance to walk around, but I didn't pay attention when I got off the car. Only now I discovered that my aunt had built a two-story small building next to the original small house. It was very beautiful compared with the surrounding houses. I immediately rushed to the top. On the balcony of the house, looking out from a high place, there is a field in the distance, full of crops, I don't know what they are, and in the distance are patches of fruit trees, green and comfortable to look at. At this time, the children in the village gathered together when they knew I was coming. They waved downstairs for me to come down and play with them. I quickly went downstairs to join their team and started chasing and playing around the house. After playing for a while, my aunt said to me: "Would you like to pick oranges with me?" As soon as I heard it, I said readily: "Okay!"

So, a group of us walked up the mountain I walked slowly along the path for a long time and arrived at the fruit forest I saw on the balcony. When I looked over, I saw a terraced field of fruit trees. There were many orange trees planted on the terraces. Each tree They are all hung with big oranges, so orange that when I see them I want to pick them off and take a bite. At this time, the aunt said: "You can start picking." I was waiting for this sentence. As soon as I heard it, I ran to a fruit tree with the most oranges and frantically picked the oranges, peeling them while picking them. Eat it with the skin on. The oranges here are sweet, rich in water, and delicious. I was picking and picking, and I found an orange as big as an apple. I was really shocked, but I couldn't pick it off, so I had to ask others to help me cut it off. When I was about to eat it, my aunt stopped me and told me Although big oranges look good, they don’t have as much water as small oranges, and the flesh of the oranges will be dry and not as delicious. It turns out there is still such knowledge. I picked a small basket and then felt very tired. Only then did I realize that my father hadn’t picked at all. He was just sitting by the forest lazily eating the oranges we had picked and sent over.

The countryside is so interesting, even an orange is as big as that! The countryside is so fun. There are many things you can’t see in the city. I really want to come here often. Composition 10 on Picking Oranges

Today at noon, we went to pick oranges to eat together.

My uncle drove the car very fast, and the wind doll outside the car seemed to be saying to us: "Pick a few oranges and let me try them. Are they sweet? Or sour?"

After a while, we came to the place where we picked oranges. I couldn't wait to get out of the car door and took a look, wow! There are so many yellow oranges, like little lanterns.

Many people came to my grandpa to get scissors. Because there were not many scissors there, my sister and I pulled out a few big oranges from the orange tree and ate them. I want to taste it

What would it be like to taste the oranges you picked by yourself? I took off the yellow coat and tasted it. It tasted sweet and slightly sour.

After a while, we picked four boxes of oranges.

I was so happy picking oranges today!