The ……” on the path that “ takes in country hum move ditty, prep against breeze, hearing a flower sweet, bath is in warm and bright sunshine. I am listening to ringing and euphonic twitter, carefree ramble is in home town is extensive and on beautiful open country. I go together with the grandma vegetable plot plants dish, do not carry in the heart have many happy.
“走在乡间的小路上……”哼着小曲，迎着微风，闻着花香，沐浴在温暖灿烂的阳光里。我听着清脆悦耳的鸟鸣声，无忧无虑地漫步在家乡辽阔而又美丽的田野上。我跟奶奶一起去菜地种菜，心里别提有多开心了。
The grandma takes prong adroitly, turn over turn up the soil, loose loosen the soil, doing the preparation that plants dish to work. My at a loose end does not have a thing, play removed mud, came with clay an intimate contact. See I am stained with the little hand of clay then, grandma already good energy of life says comically again: You forget “ oneself are to work, help rapidly digging pit. ”“ is good strap! I promised ” readily. I use hand digging pit at once, two, not a little while, the small hole with a deep shallow depth appears before. I let grandma examination, look whether pass a barrier. After the grandma looks, burst out laughing: “ you are really fierce, well together, make you whole become a piece of pitted face. ” grandma comes over to make the land afresh smooth, tell me, the span of hole wants well-balanced, hole is dug a bit smaller, best a bit straighter. Plant dish to still so much discusses a composition investigate, make me big open horizon really. I furl arm, dig a hole to come. A minute, dichotomy bell …… went ten minutes, kongfu does not lose an observant and conscientious person, I had dug hole eventually.
奶奶熟练地拿起耙子，翻翻地，松松土，正在做着种菜的准备工作。我闲着没事，玩起了泥巴，和泥土来了个亲密接触。看到我那沾满泥土的小手，奶奶既好气又好笑地说：“你都忘记自己是来干嘛的，赶紧帮忙挖坑吧。”“好勒！”我爽快地答应了。我连忙用手挖坑，一个两个，不一会儿，一排深深浅浅的小坑出现在面前。我让奶奶检查，看看能否过关。奶奶看后，哈哈大笑：“你真厉害，好好一块地，让你整成一张麻子脸。”奶奶过来把地重新整平，告诉我，坑的间距要匀称，坑挖小一点，最好直一点。种菜还有这么多讲作文究，真让我大开眼界。我卷起袖子，挖起坑来。一分钟，两分钟……十几分钟过去了，功夫不负有心人，我终于把坑挖好了。
Begin to plant dish, I am learning the appearance of the grandma, put food gently in hole, helping dish young plant cautiously with left hand, the right hand moves dirt to dish root, squeezing ramming of earth of reoccupy double handgrip, miao Ting letting dish stands rise. Did not plant a few dish, I am tired streaming with sweat, get on a toward the face with the hand, became floret cat immediately. I complain: “ hey, tired dead I! Ground of ” grandma sincere words and earnest wishes says to me: “ you ah, live the garment to stretch one's hand at ordinary times the meal comes the day of dehisce, understood the hardships of labor now. A minute cultivated, just have a minute of results. ” is final, I and grandma water dish together. When I irrigate the water in the bucket to dish seedling slowly, extend of meat young plant opens pale green small leaf, smiling to thank with me it seems that.
开始种菜了，我学着奶奶的样，把菜轻轻地放到坑里，小心翼翼地用左手扶着菜苗，右手把泥土拨到菜根上，再用双手把土压实，让菜苗挺立起来。没种几棵菜，我就累得汗流浃背，用手往脸上一抹，马上就成了小花猫。我抱怨道：“哎，累死我了！”奶奶语重心长地对我说：“你呀，平时过着衣来伸手饭来张口的日子，现在明白劳动的艰辛了吧。一分耕耘，才有一分收获。”最后，我和奶奶一起给菜浇水。当我把桶里的水慢慢浇向菜苗时，小菜苗伸展开嫩绿的小叶子，似乎在微笑着跟我道谢。
In sunshine beamed below, meat young plant is in thrive. I as if the folk song that heard shiny green vegetable garden to singing a bumper harvest, await the arrival of the crown of the year.
在阳光的照耀下，小菜苗正在茁壮成长。我仿佛听到了绿油油的菜园正在唱着丰收的歌谣，等待收获季节的到来。(文/戴韬杰)