200-word composition for primary school students: harvesting corn

During the National Day holiday, my mother and I went to my grandmother's house to collect corn.

We came to the hillside with tools. I saw endless corn. I feel a little surprised. I saw so much corn that it grew taller than me. I finally started fighting.

I walked briskly into a field. There are two or three corn cobs on each thick corn stalk. The corn cob is wrapped in green clothes and has golden hair on its head. They look so cute!

I quickly broke off a corn and put it in a bag. 1 hour later, the mouth is dry. I finally know the hard work of the farmer's uncle.

In the evening, grandma cooked a pot of corn, smelled the fragrance, drooled when she looked at it, ate it in her mouth and enjoyed the fruits of her labor, but the feeling of eating it was different.