In life, work and study, everyone will inevitably come into contact with compositions. Compositions can be divided into narrative essays, expository essays, practical essays and argumentative essays according to different genres. In order to make it easier and more convenient for you to write essays, here is the essay on jujubes that I compiled. I hope it can help everyone. Jujube Shooting Composition 1

Looking at the few big red dates floating in the porridge, it reminds me of the scene when I went to my mother’s hometown to hit dates on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

That was my first time to hunt dates. I went to Kongjia Temple with my two cousins ??and a few adults. The adults spread big nets under the jujube trees, climbed up the trees, held long poles, and knocked down the jujubes. My sisters and I carried two small baskets to pick up the big, red dates. When the basket is full, put another basket into the sack prepared in advance.

We also ate a few dates, they were so sweet! I heard from my mother that the dates grown in her hometown are all natural, without pesticides or pollution. She also told me that red dates are a good fruit that can be eaten as a snack and are good for physical and mental health.

At this time, the adults had finished harvesting the dates. They were talking and laughing, bending over and carefully picking the dates that had slipped through the net among the fallen leaves. This scene reminds me of an idiom: return everything to the warehouse.

We also played for a while, and we saw a big grasshopper, about ten centimeters long! We chased and caught it, but the cunning big grasshopper still ran away from our eyes.

Tired from playing, I sat under the jujube forest and seemed to see my mother, who was as old as me, playing happily under the jujube forest. Maybe these jujube trees were planted by her and her sisters when they were young, or maybe they were planted by her grandma and her generation!

I heard from my father that when he was in school, there were many jujube trees on campus. Now only a few solitary trees remain. Every autumn, before the dates are ripe, they are beaten up by passers-by or children.

It was getting late, we harvested several sacks of dates and returned home with a full load.

Maybe it’s because of the sweat from labor, maybe it’s because of the joy of harvest, maybe it’s because of the red dates, we are all full of energy and our faces are glowing! Jujube Shooting Composition 2

One evening after the rain, the air was particularly fresh. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky has turned orange-red, dazzlingly red; the leaves have just been bathed and become extremely green, dazzling green. The breeze blew slightly, and the leaves swayed. Suddenly, I found a tree with countless big, round fruits on it. From a distance, it looks like little stars shining with red light, ah, it’s dates!

At this time, everyone suddenly came up with an idea - to shoot dates.

I was dancing with excitement. At this time, my uncle brought a long bamboo pole and a basket. I took the long bamboo pole and came to the foot of the jujube tree. I stretched the bamboo pole up the tree and hit it hard. With a "pop" sound, a branch fell in front of me. I was startled and almost smashed my foot. arrive. At the same time, the crystal clear water drops on the leaves also fell down, showering me all over, so cool...

This time I have experience, I first armed myself A big turtle in a basket stretched the bamboo pole up the tree, and then beat it hard. "Crack, crackle," the rain wrapped in the dates and fell down like rain. If I hadn't been carrying a basket, I would have had several bags smashed out of my head. I hit one bamboo pole after another, and the dates fell one after another until the ground was almost covered, as if the ground was covered with a layer of red carpet. We all cheered and went to carefully select the dates on the ground...

We ate the dates and laughed happily! Jujube Shooting Composition 3

On Sunday, my mother, sister and I Let’s go to Liujiaxia together. When I got off the car, I saw green mountains, lush woods, and fields with potatoes, corn, sorghum, etc. in front of me. Colorful wildflowers bloom around the fields, and there are many criss-crossing canals that irrigate the vast fields.

I heard from the adults that now is the season when dates are ripe. My mother suggested: "Why don't we go beat the dates ourselves and eat them!" My sister and I cheered happily: "Okay!"

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When we came to the jujube forest, jujubes like rubies hung among the lush green leaves. Accompanied by a wisp of breeze, bursts of jujube fragrance hit the nostrils, making people salivate after smelling it.

I couldn't wait to pick up a branch and hit it on the jujube tree. However, I was too small and didn’t hit it. So, I jumped up again and hit the tree. The dates were still hanging firmly on the branches, and I was already panting from exhaustion. When my mother saw me like this, she smiled and said, "You can't reach it. I'll climb up and beat it, and you and your sister will be responsible for picking up the dates." I nodded obediently. Mom quickly climbed up the jujube tree, carefully moved to a thicker branch, pointed the stick at the place with the most jujubes, and hit it hard. There was only a "rustling" sound, and the big, red dates fell like raindrops, and some even hit my sister and me. We danced and cheered: "Oh! Eat dates! Eat dates!" My sister picked up a date, rubbed it in her hands, then stuffed it into her mouth and started eating it. My sister and I knelt on the ground and happily picked up dates. After a while, we picked up a big bag.

It’s so fun to beat dates! I tasted the big and red dates and found them particularly sweet. Jujube Shooting Composition 4

I haven’t been to my grandma’s house for a long time, and now I finally have the opportunity to go and have fun during the summer vacation.

As soon as I entered the door, my cousin ran over and pulled me and said: "Sister, there are a lot of dates there." I looked in the direction he pointed, right? There were so many dates on a jujube tree that the tree was bent. Grandma said: "There are too many dates. Come and pick some today!" "Okay, okay." I added, "I like to do this best." As I said that, I started to work.

I took the plastic bag and walked to the tree. I found a place with dense dates, carefully held a date between my index finger and thumb, and pulled it gently, and the date became my "captive".

"Ouch," Dad screamed as if he had been hit by a stone. "What's wrong? What's wrong?" Everyone swarmed over. "I was bitten by an insect and it hurt like hell." Dad said while blowing on the bite area. Grandma told us: "There is a kind of bug on the tree. It is very painful when bitten. You should be careful." "Huh?" My mother is more timid than me. "I won't pick it anymore. You go ahead." Why is it like this? If there are insects, we go on strike collectively. Do you want me to pick so many dates? I'm not very busy. So I racked my brains to think of a way, and suddenly an idea flashed in my mind: beat it with a stick, knock down the dates, and then pick them one by one. Yes, just do it. I quickly ran into the house and took out a few of my cousin's toy spears. "Use this to knock down the dates and then pick them. This way you can avoid being bitten by insects." After saying that, I started to work. My mother saw that I was not bitten by insects, so she also worked with me. After a while, only half of the dates on the tree were left. "Hey, stop fighting and leave some for us." Grandma said. We stopped and harvested 3 bags of dates, and finally returned home with a full load. Jujube Shooting Composition 5

When I was about 4 or 5 years old, I went to my grandma’s house to hit dates. It was so fun! That day, I went to my second aunt's house. The tree in her house just reached the second floor of my second aunt's house. The dates on the tree were so green and big that I was drooling.

The second aunt came, and after I called "Aunt", my aunt went to the room and got a bamboo pole and said the topic: "Let's go to the second floor with aunt to beat dates." Then she gave it to each of my mother and the others. I gave them a plate and said the topic: "Pick up the dates." I said the topic: "Let them compete to see who can pick up more." They agreed.

My aunt and I went up to the second floor. I picked up the bamboo pole and beat it on the tree, and the dates fell to the ground one by one. Dad and the others scrambled to pick up jujubes below, with happy smiles on their faces. They seemed to feel the good times of their childhood.

After we finished beating dates, we came down from the second floor. I also had a happy smile on my face. I started to evaluate, one was the father, the second was Sister Ye Hong, and the third was the mother.

My aunt washed the dates she brought and put them on a plate. We all ate them happily together. We named this kind of dates "the dates brought by joy" Happy Dates".

I was very happy on this day, because it was the happiest day for me, and my parents were also the happiest day. Jujube Shooting Composition 6

Yesterday, we went to play in our new home in Liangzhu.

The new home has a large yard. The yard is surrounded by low shrubs, except for a tall jujube tree, which is very eye-catching.

The jujube tree is almost as high as a three-story building, and its branches are also very strong. Among the lush leaves, chubby jujubes hang on the branches, bending them. Looking at the green dates one by one, my greed was hooked and I couldn't wait to taste them.

In order to fulfill my wish, my father borrowed a long bamboo pole from the neighbor to beat dates. Dad and I held the bamboo pole together, approached the jujube tree, and then swung the bamboo pole vigorously to knock the branches. The leaves made a "clattering" sound, and then the dates on the tree fell to the ground in pieces, like hail. My mother and sister who were standing next to the tree scurried away with their heads in their arms, and I hurriedly hid in a safe area. Suddenly, my father let out a scream. It turned out that his foot was hit by a jujube. This was really "hitting your own foot with a jujube"!

Some of the dates on the ground were too ripe, so they were smashed to pieces when dropped. Others, although they did not fall into mud, had a few cracks. My sister and I picked it up happily, and after a while we picked up a large box.

My sister quickly took a green date from the box, took a big bite of it before washing it, chewed it in her mouth, one after another, and kept eating it with her two little hands. I'm also grilling it, as if I want to eat more. In order to prevent her from having diarrhea, we quickly put the dates away.

I hope everyone can come here to taste dates, which are natural, non-toxic and pollution-free! Jujube Making Essay 7

The footsteps of summer quietly go further and further away, and the flowers on the trees The cicadas made no sound quietly, but the dates on the tree at my grandma's house became more and more plump. Each date was yellow and red, hanging in groups on the branches, bending the branches under the heavy weight.

I reached out and picked a jujube that was hanging low, and took a bite. The jujube was crisp and sweet, but grandma said: "This jujube is not the sweetest, the jujube on top is even sweeter." "But the dates on top are so high, how can we pick them off? There is a ladder at my grandma's house, but I don't dare to climb. Grandma found a pole for me. I picked up the pole excitedly and started picking dates.

I first knocked the branch with a pole, but the jujube ignored me. Then I hit the jujube hard, and the skin and flesh of the poor jujube were split open by me. Neither knocking nor beating works. What should I do?

At this time, I noticed a hook in front of the pole. I was so anxious that I didn’t even see it. I might as well try it with a hook. I put the hook on the jujube, aimed at the connection between the jujube and the branch, and hooked it hard. The jujube immediately fell from the jujube tree and fell to the ground, still intact. yeah! I finally found a way to beat dates!

The more I hooked, the more energetic I became. After a while, the ground was covered with dates. The dates on the top were indeed sweeter than the ones on the bottom, probably because the sun was shining more fully. Of course, I was eating them. When I beat the dates with my own hands, my heart felt even sweeter. Jujube Shooting Composition 8

Yesterday, our whole family went to the countryside to hit dates.

At about 10:30 in the morning, my father, eldest sister and I arrived at the old house in the country. My aunt, uncle and others had already started. As soon as my eldest aunt saw me, she shouted: "Taotao, hurry up, hurry up. Come here and pick dates together." As soon as my sister and I heard this, we immediately went to the house and brought two pots, sat on the big plastic sheet under the steps and prepared to start picking dates. Dates.

A large plastic sheet was spread under the jujube tree. My uncle used a long bamboo pole to hit it. They also fell down and had to be cleaned out. I first grabbed a lot of stuff and put it in the No. 1 basin. I picked out the bad, inedible ones and leaves, and put the good and edible ones into the No. 2 basin. Of course, don’t forget to eat a few pills first to feed your stomach. Since we were sitting under the jujube tree, dates would hit us, and our heads and backs would inevitably hurt a little, but we had only one goal - to pick up dates. After a while, we had almost cleaned up the dates on the plastic sheet.

At this time, my father climbed up the tree along the ladder. After he stood firm against the trunk, he hit hard with the bamboo pole. Suddenly there was another "jujube rain" under the tree, and I had already I was scared out of my mind by "Zao Yu".

After two hours of fierce fighting, we finally picked up all the dates on the ground. Looking up, there were only a few dates hanging on the treetops, swaying in the wind alone. When I washed my hands in the creek in front of my old house, the lotus flowers smiled at me.

Jujubes are so delicious. I believe next year’s dates will be even sweeter. Jujube Shooting Composition 9

In my yard, there is a tall jujube tree. It is as big as me and has lush branches and leaves, which brings me a lot of fun.

Every May, small pale yellow flowers bloom between the thick leaves of the jujube tree, like little suns. Watching it every day makes my heart warm.

In August, the flowers faded, and there were small green bullets in the dense leaves. At that time, I began to take care of the jujube tree seriously, watering it every day, humming a song while watering: "Little jujube, grow up quickly, grow up quickly, fly into my little mouth..."

Under my enthusiastic care, the little dates grew up day by day, bending the branches, and their color also changed from green to red. I quickly pestered my grandma: "Come and beat the dates, come and beat the dates." I also forced her: "If you don't beat the dates, I will go up the tree to pick the dates."

Grandma couldn't stand my hard work. , said with a smile: "Okay, let's go and catch the dates." Now I was so happy that I helped my grandma pick up the plaques and gather the dates under the tree.

My grandma and I picked up the bamboo poles and started beating them. Our eyes were like radar, searching under the dense leaves, and found a few big ones. I held the pole steady with both hands, looked at the direction, and used all my strength to hit it fiercely. Give it a try, haha! A few big ones fell down and fell into the plaque: there was a clicking sound, like beautiful music. The more I hit, the happier I got. The dates fell one after another. I shouted happily: "Ah! It's like a light rain, such a big and sweet rain." ! ”

After a while, we were ready. There were three big baskets. I secretly took one, rubbed it on my body, and took a big bite. It was sweet and delicious. . Grandma shared the washed dates with her neighbors.

Dates can not only be eaten raw, but can also be used to make porridge and tea. We are immersed in the sweetness of dates all year round.