Collect 550 words of Xiaomi's diary.

A few days ago, it was sunny and sunny, which was a good time to dry millet. I also finished my homework at home. So, my father asked me to help him dry the millet together. I immediately agreed, and quickly started drying the newly harvested millet on the concrete floor with my father.

Dad picked out the millet and poured it on the concrete floor. I picked up a big rake to scatter the millet. I rake the millet into continuous hills. Like the waves of the sea, one after another. After the millet was spread out, I rested. After a while, I picked up the rake and turned the millet over, changing its original shape and ups and downs. It feels like this millet has come alive. They are running wildly. ...

We were busy all day and the sun began to set. Dad brought a dustpan and told me to go with him to pick up the millet. He pushed the millet into the middle with a dustpan himself. I'll push the millet in with a rake first. Then, I use a big broom to sweep up those who "don't want to return to the team" and let them return to the big army. Dad kept pushing the millet in the middle with a dustpan. Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed ... Time passed slowly, and the millet was gradually swept up and piled up by my father and me. These millet were swept into a "long dragon". Then, my father brought an extra-large plastic paper and covered the "Long Dragon" as a quilt. So they won't feel cold. Then, we put some bricks on the edge of the plastic paper and covered all the millet in the plastic paper, as if afraid that they would run out. In this way, my father and I put away the millet together. Mission accomplished. A smile appeared on dad's face. I also smile.

Looking at the fruits of my labor, my heart is full of joy.