It's urgent to go to the farm with my parents and hand it in tomorrow.

Yesterday morning, the weather was exceptionally sunny. The school organized our whole grade to have an interesting extracurricular practice activity-"experience farming life".

I got on the bus with great expectation. We talked and laughed all the way. In a short time, we arrived at our destination. At first, we played some interesting games: 24 solar terms turntable, catching loach, making rings, drilling wells ... among them, rings and hemp fibers are the most memorable.

I didn't know that the farmer's uncle's hemp fiber was itchy, but I had to wear it every day. The teacher told us that this is the simplest shelter from the wind and rain in the countryside.

After that, we went to play ring games. I waited in line for a long time, and finally it was my turn. I was very excited at that time. As soon as I got the ring, I couldn't wait to throw it, but it was crooked and didn't cover it properly. I didn't give up. I tried twice and still failed. I can only sigh deeply and continue my farming experience.

Finally, what we experience is carrying a heavy load. Although the laundry list is empty, it is difficult for students to choose. It's really hard for these farmers to jump with heavy burdens every day. Through this farming experience, I deeply realized the hard work behind the farmers.

"After cutting the grain at noon, sweat dripped into the soil. Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard. " Isn't this poem about farmers a true portrayal of them?