I am a stick of corn. My brothers and sisters and I grew up in fertile farmland. The sun nourishes us, the rain and dew bathe us, we slowly grow up and bloom, the wind pollinates us, and we gradually become fuller. When I was just a seed, my master planted me in the field and watered, weeded, dewormed, and fertilized me every day. It was very hard. Now that I have grown up, the time has come to repay my master. I am very happy. Waiting in the fields for the master to harvest us.
The day of harvest finally arrived, and I saw the master coming to the field with a big bag. The master didn’t notice me, so he walked past me and took away my other brothers and sisters. I rushed towards the master with all my strength. I waved my "hands" and shouted, but my strength was too little and my voice was very low, so I was left in the ground by the careless owner. At night I was lonely, and I cried sadly late at night. At this time, my good friends, Cricket and Grasshopper, jumped up and down to comfort me. They encouraged me and said: "Don't be sad. The master will come again tomorrow. He will come again tomorrow." There is hope, just wait patiently”! The cricket and the grasshopper left. I felt infinitely lonely and sad. The moon and stars looked at me so lonely and sad, and cast their loving eyes on me. There was nothing they could do. At this moment, a mouse that was out looking for food saw me and gnawed at my body. I was shaking with pain. Sister Moon couldn't bear to watch and covered her face with a cloud veil.
The next day, the owner did not come. I listened to the Grasshopper and waited patiently. Who knows, the master has not come yet on the third day. On the afternoon of the fourth day, a little boy and his mother came. They came to the fields looking for corn left behind. As soon as I saw it, my hope was rekindled, and I shook the branches and leaves desperately and called them. Finally the little boy found me and shouted, Mom, there is a big ear of corn here. Then, the little boy put me into the bag. I found that there were many brothers and sisters in the bag who had been forgotten by the owner. We were excited and excited. Hug each other.
I said goodbye to the fields and came to the little boy’s home. Not only was I happy, the little boy and her mother were even happier because they also tasted the joy of the harvest