Last Sunday, my mother and I were walking in the street and found a colorful flag flying in front of a building, which seemed to be engaged in activities. Take a closer look, there are five donation boxes painted with red hearts on the red carpet stage, with a banner floating on them, which clearly reads: sell things to donate to the poor and work together to create the future. Oh, it's a charity sale. My mother thought it was a good opportunity to hone me and signed me up without saying anything.
There is a long table opposite the stage, which is filled with our charity sale items, including fancy pens, colorful flowers and various books ... Wow, there are quite a few! Dazzled, when being pushed out of the table by the crowd, I grabbed an item and "escaped" from the crowd. Look at the flower basket in my hand. Every flower is tied with a pink greeting card. The content is: I wish you happiness! Well, I don't know anything about selling things with a rolling pin-but I can only cross the river by feeling the stones.
I found a crowded place and sat there shouting, but the voice was smaller than the buzzing of mosquitoes, and it was hard to hear myself. The mother on the side laughed out of breath. Well, it's her first time to get on a sedan chair by a big girl. At this moment, a little girl ran over and asked me in a childish tone, "Big Brother, how much does this cost?" "Two yuan." I also said the price was "good" in a friendly tone. The little girl handed me two coins while picking up a yellow flower, and her hands were warm. "Put the flowers in a vase when you go home." I smiled and said to her. The first transaction was successful. I was full of confidence and shouted. Someone really came to buy flowers, and my mother squatted down to help me collect money. "How much do these five flowers cost?" "Ten dollars." I answered with a smile. "How much is this bunch?" "Fourteen yuan, and here are two more." "This is fifteen yuan." ..... In less than half an hour, all the flowers in the basket were sold out. Count the money in the piggy bank, 56 yuan, and pour it all into the donation box. At that time, my heart was sweeter than eating honey, proud and excited.
Know nothing, cross the river with stones, big girl, little girl, pink.
Composition 2 "Long live Women's Day!" "Long live Women's Day!" A "turned serf" like at home. , is the annual "March 8th" Women's Day! Spray lotion and perfume in front of the makeup mirror early in the morning, as if to participate in a beauty contest. I can't help but say: smelly! "Hey, big sister, where are you going today?" I made fun of my mother. "Elder sister, a little aesthetic ability. Forget it, I won't tell you, this young lady has gone shopping! " I twisted my body and went out. "Oh, Xia Mingcong is in a hurry!" The practical homework assigned by Mr. Shu hurried out of the house. When I came to the street, there were beaming and beautifully dressed women everywhere.
"Just now?" Xia mingcong complained, "I bought 20 carnations and spent *** 10 yuan." "Wow, beautiful flowers can fetch a good price!" My flattery made him stop complaining. "You're late,' Make atonement by meritorious service', shout!" Xia mingcong said. I blushed for a long time before I was called "selling flowers." Are you a mosquito? "You are a mosquito! Yes, you try! " The argument is in full swing. Aunt asked, "Little friend, are your flowers for sale?" "This is for sale! It is for sale! A dollar. " We fought for an answer. "Which school and grade are you in? Flower seller? " "I am a fifth-grade student in a foreign language primary school, experiencing life!" We can proudly say. "Very capable!" Aunt bought seven carnations. "It's not easy to make money. In a short time, I sold 8 carnations and earned 4 yuan. " I am happy to say. However, Xia Mingcong poured a pot of cold water: "Don't be too proud, there are unexpected events in the sky, maybe these eight bunches of flowers can be sold." Really let Xia Mingcong be right. I sold eight carnations, and I walked from south to north and from east to west. I really didn't sell a bunch of flowers. "It's all your fault!" I stared at Xia Mingcong ruthlessly. "ah!" He looks very wronged. Think about it, who is prosperous in business! I will never forget-I sold eight carnations on Women's Day in ——20xx, and made money in my life. How hard it is to make money! It's hard not to do business. Teacher: A brief comment on Shu Xiaolian: The diary of a fifth-grade child tells the story of his experience of participating in practical activities with his classmates.
Fourth grade composition 3 "Bought flowers, bought flowers; Don't miss it when passing by! Sell it cheaply, come and buy it! " In Jiahui Supermarket Plaza, there were cries of selling, shouting and bargaining. We are very excited to hold a flower bazaar in a crowded square.
On the square, the bright red banner that reads "Zhongshan Road Primary School Science and Technology Group subsidizes poor students' charity sale" makes people shine. In the center of the square, green tables are next to each other, and the tables are filled with all kinds of potted plants. Several of our friends formed a group and stood at the table selling flowers. I saw Yang Xinrui and several classmates shouting loudly: "Don't miss it when passing by! "Come here to buy flowers. Buy a pot of flowers and send a love! " Soon, an old woman came over. She wanted to buy a pot of chlorophytum in Phnom Penh, but she couldn't carry it. Just then, an enthusiastic male classmate in grade six came over and said, "Grandma, where is your home?" Let me send it to you! "Said the sixth-grade male students, while picking up the reeds in Phnom Penh, chatting affectionately with grandma and walking to her house. I think, if I have that great strength, I will definitely help my grandmother send Chlorophytum home to Phnom Penh.
While the charity sale was still going on, an aunt came over. She took a fancy to a pot of chlorophytum, but she needed a bag. After Yang Xinrui and I heard this, we immediately ran to the nearby Sunshine Xinwei Store and asked the waiter aunt for a bag. We carefully put the chlorophytum into the bag, and my aunt left with the bag. "Yes, we can sell it for another 20 yuan." I am happy to say. After buying for more than an hour, all the potted flowers were sold out, and the charity sale was coming to an end. We moved the remaining pots of chlorophytum to the car and were ready to go. Teacher Wang said to us, "Your performance today was great. This charity sale sold more than 2 100 yuan. " We are glad to hear the good news.
This charity sale not only helped the poor students with our own strength, but also exercised the ability of our Zhongshan teenagers and showed the capable style of our science and technology students.
Grandma likes flowers very much and has planted many flowers. These cans won't fit in. They are all in a big box. Grandma said she would sell these flowers, otherwise there would be no place to put them at home in winter, and there would be flowers all over the house.
Grandma went to buy a lot of small flowerpots, planted the flowers in the big box into the pots one by one, trimmed them after planting one, and cleaned up all the flowerpots. It took about half an hour to plant a tree, and it took grandma about four hours to finally plant these flowers.
Although grandma explained that she would not keep these flowers in 2008, she still remembered the flowers she saw on the roadside when she went out by car. Grandma still wants to pick some of those flowers, but I have no time to accompany her.
I thought there should be some flowers online. Sure enough, there are really those flowers, but they are all seeds. Grandma said that if it is a seed, it will take half a year to grow taller, or it will be better if it has grown up. As long as they are buried in the soil, they will live. I've been looking for it for a long time, and it's all seeds
I also saw a flowerpot on the internet, which is the kind my grandmother bought. Grandma bought ten dollars, three dollars and ten cents online, but she had to buy nine dollars to get the postage. Grandma didn't plant it on a large scale, so it's not worth buying so many flowerpots.
Grandma sold four flowers, but only ten dollars. Grandma said that if they were too expensive, no one would buy them. If they are cheap, they can sell more. Although they can earn a little money, they still feel sorry for their grandmother. Standing for so long, sometimes I think, write more money to grandma, don't want to make her so tired.