Scene description of harvesting rice

I also learned to cut rice in my hometown. At that time, it was just the season of cutting rice. My grandmother and sister and I went to the field to cut rice. This is an easy thing for children who grew up in the countryside, but it is a new thing for me. I looked at the rice with a knife in my hand, but I couldn't.

You say, how can I be willing to cut off the rice that grows so well? Seeing that I couldn't do it, my sister said to me, "Rice needs to be cut. If you don't cut it, it won't grow so well in a certain period of time. "

My sister gave me a dirty look and said, "Rice becomes rice after processing." I see. Do it. I'll cut it. I'll cut it. Haha, I am not a fuel-efficient lamp either. Although it's the first time, I'm not bad at all. Maybe it's novelty. I persisted until the end, watching the fruits of my labor.