勞動(dòng)節(jié)見聞?dòng)⒄Z日記【10篇】(已修改)
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【正文】 勞動(dòng)節(jié)見聞?dòng)⒄Z日記【10篇】 On May Day, my uncle took me, my brother and other uncles, aunts, little brothers and sisters to a village in Saiqi to pick loquats. When we went, we were on the highway, so I wouldn’t get carsick. Then we got to the village. The road was very steep and the car kept shaking. I felt very unfortable. After a while, when we arrived at the village, we immediately went to the old lady’s Pipa garden we knew to pick loquats and eat them. Before going, she told us that we must pick the outer skin of loquat, which is very wrinkled. Loquat garden is so beautiful! Loquats gathered like going to the market. When I arrived at the loquat garden, I found that the loquat tree grew so tall that its leaves were almost the same as ordinary leaves. Why should loquat be wrapped in newspaper? It was to avoid being eaten by hummingbirds! I picked one first and ate it. Ah! It’s so sour. Then he and an aunt ate the fruits of other people’s work by the basket. In the evening, we went home after a big dinner. During the golden week of May Day, there are many new things. Although it’s only three days, I have many feelings in my heart When our family was walking down the street talking and laughing, we suddenly saw many people gathered together. What’s going on? I hurried to see that there was a disabled man with a broken leg who wrote chalk on the road. The words were neat and powerful, as if he were telling passersby his misfortune. He is so focused that he pletely ignores the praise or ridicule of passersby! Looking at an empty bowl next to him, my heart was sour. I hurried over and put in my only five yuan pocket money. Ah, he saw it! He looked up! The weather beaten face showed a beautiful smile. I understand. That smile is gratitude and fort. I feel a little sweet in my heart. This is the gift I received on May Day. His smile made me understand that there is true love in the world! As soon as I entered Yingze Park, a beautiful song came to my ears, and I walked over curiously. In a small pavilion, there are many old people gathered together. Most of these old people are over half a hundred years old, some have white hair, and although they are old, they are all in high spirits. A song aroused my deep thought: “wear a few more clothes, eat a few more meals, your son hasn’t left yet, you’ve already shed tears...” the sincere language and melodious song deeply moved me. The original old song was so beautiful. Unknowingly, I also hummed: “don’t worry if you travel thousands of miles ” Crowded into the crowded bus, she managed to grab a seat, so she sat down happily. When passing a station, a hunchbacked old woman came up. Before she could stand still, the car galloped up. She stumbled and nearly fell down. Just as I was about to get up and give up my seat, several passengers in front of me quickly stood up and said, “aunt, you sit here!” “Grandma, e to me!” “Aunt, sit down nearby!” Although the car is crowded, the people are very happy. This time, I saw that the sky outside the window was bluer and the flowers along the road were more beautiful! Ordinary and perfect human essence. My mother often said that I should take part in more labor because I live a life of reaching out for clothes and opening my mouth for food. No, that time grandma and Grandpa were going to pick vegetables in the field, I had a chance to work. Because the vegetable field was too far from Grandma’s house, grandpa took me by bike, an
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