Top 10 Finest Descriptions of Vegetable Gardens

At our house, we grow various types of plants and flowers in the garden, but dad still allocates a piece of land next to the pond to grow vegetables. I love admiring the vegetable garden every beautiful morning.

The small garden is not perfectly square but has a gate and a fence to protect the vegetables from chickens and ducks. Every visitor admires the smooth, lush garden, filled with all the necessary vegetables for the family. The sun is rising high, the winter sun is pale enough to melt the night dew and make the small garden appear even more mystical. On the smooth, fertile soil, dad divides it into many plots, each growing a type of vegetable.

The winter vegetables are growing well. Here are the white cabbage heads clustered together laughing joyfully. There are also lush green lettuce leaves full of vitality. Over there are the large pumpkins as big as fists, with shiny skins and smooth, long leaves swaying in the breeze. And here, the big cabbage leaves are as big as soccer balls, with many open leaves still dewy.

In a small corner, tiny coriander, basil, parsley, and perilla plants stand modestly in a square. Some chili plants with small, colorful flowers, and green and red chili peppers mingle with each other. At the end of the garden is the residence of the green gourds and the twin squash sisters, along with their plump, furry offspring.

Dad splits bamboo to make trellises for the family's gourds to climb. Many colorful butterflies are fluttering around, from this squash flower to that pumpkin flower, sucking sweet nectar, making the garden scene more lively and beautiful. Everyone in my family has put a lot of effort into cultivating and caring for this vegetable garden.

Every morning, I usually go to the garden with dad to visit and breathe the fresh air. Thinking about meals with raw vegetables or delicious pumpkin and gourd soups cooked by mom, I realize the huge benefits of the vegetable garden. I will help my parents take good care of the vegetable garden.

Speaking of vegetable gardens, how could I forget about our neighbor's garden next to our house? That garden always looks beautiful with lush greenery.

Mr. My's vegetable garden occupies quite a large area, rumored to be about two acres. He grows all kinds of vegetables and fruits. From afar, the vegetable garden appears as a smooth green carpet. Stepping into the garden, I immediately encounter rows of lush Chinese cabbage. The Chinese cabbage plants stand tall with their juicy green leaves. Next to them are rows of crisp lettuce, fresh and green, followed by aromatic herbs such as basil, coriander, water spinach, and mint... Each row runs parallel to each other without a single withered leaf.

Alongside the onion and garlic rows are tomato and eggplant plants. The ripe red tomatoes lie close to the ground, while the eggplants dangle from their trellises. Mr. My's garden also features a small pond surrounded by water spinach. The white flowers with purple streaks sway gently in the breeze. On the surface of the pond float clusters of pumpkins, intertwined together.

The yellow flowers blending with the green leaves create a striking contrast, making the pumpkin patch stand out. Fluttering butterflies atop the flowers create a very picturesque scene. At the end of the garden are rows of sugarcane and banana trees, their leaves rustling in the wind with heavy fruits. Mr. My is always diligent in the garden, watering, controlling pests, weeding, and fertilizing... As a result, the vegetable garden always looks lush and the family enjoys prosperity all year round thanks to the vegetable garden and fruit trees.

I really admire Mr. My's garden. On beautiful days, I often visit his garden. Sitting by the pond, I watch the fish frolic in the water or observe butterflies flitting around the flowers, feeling truly relaxed and comfortable.

Behind our house, there is a spacious piece of land where we usually grow vegetables. In a short period, our family has managed to create a thriving vegetable garden.

This piece of land used to be home to some fruit trees, but after a severe storm, the trees were uprooted, leaving it vacant. It remained empty for quite some time until my mom came up with the idea of turning it into a vegetable patch for the convenience of having fresh vegetables closer to home, saving money on buying vegetables, and ensuring they were free from pesticides. Everyone in the family agreed.

One Sunday, my dad stayed home to dig up the remaining tree roots. Since the soil was quite hard, he had to bring in some soft soil. Meanwhile, my mom and I picked up stones and weeds. In no time, the empty plot of land turned into rows of neat vegetables, with seeds and seedlings prepared in advance by my mom. While my mom and I were planting the vegetables, my dad's task was to fence the vegetable patch with wire mesh to prevent chickens from digging up the newly planted crops. My mom prepared various types of vegetables, including Chinese cabbage, kale, some onions, and a mixture of lettuce, cilantro, and basil...

By late afternoon, the vegetable garden was complete, and my mom carefully watered it. Due to the dry weather, we had to water it regularly every day. Just a few days later, the green shoots of vegetables started sprouting, and weeds also began to grow. Whenever I came home early from school, I would go to the vegetable garden to weed and catch pests. When the vegetables were thriving, my mom started fertilizing them to ensure they grew well and healthy.

Thanks to the collective effort of the whole family, we now have a thriving vegetable garden with a variety of vegetables. My mom no longer needs to go to the market to buy vegetables, and we don't have to worry about pesticides. Chinese cabbage is used for soup, lettuce and cilantro are eaten raw, while other vegetables are used for cooking fish soup. Sometimes, when we have an abundance of vegetables, my mom would tie them into bundles and give them to our neighbors, who always praise the freshness and taste of the vegetables.

I'm very happy that our house has such a vegetable garden, and my mom and I will take good care of it to keep it green and healthy.

One late weekend afternoon, I had the chance to go to the vegetable garden behind our house to help my mom pick vegetables for dinner. It had been a long time since I had the opportunity to admire the vegetable garden that I had neglected for so long.

Our house allocates a piece of land next to it for growing everyday vegetables and other crops. In the late evening sunlight of a summer day, the green color of the leaves, the plants still radiated vitality. Thanks to my mother's meticulous care, the plants remained fresh and healthy.

The garden is divided into two parts separated by a small dirt road lined with bricks as a pathway. On one side, my mother grows everyday vegetables to ensure food safety for the family. The types of vegetables are changed and rotated according to the seasons. This fall, my mother chose to plant water spinach, followed by cowpeas. Along the fence are green beanstalks, and some gourd vines are climbing without fear of falling.

The fresh green leaves still glisten with the drops of water my mother had just watered them with, as she does every day. A few nasty worms were intending to destroy these leaves with their ugly holes, but my mother discovered and caught them right away. Those worms would be punished, becoming delicious meals for our adorable little chickens.

On the other side, my father has specially laid concrete floors to place decorative plants and flowers that he loves. While the predominant color on the other side is the lush green of the leaves, here it is very colorful. There are red, green, and white colors of hybrid roses that my father worked hard to obtain.

The large pots are home to orchids or known as peace lilies because of their white sail-like flowers, long-lasting perennial trees. Above them is the habitat of plants in small, cute ornamental pots like spider plants, lady's slipper orchids, and even Thai silk trees.

Two different areas but they create richness and attraction for the garden. It provides the family with delicious food, it's my dad's refined hobby, and it's my childhood playground. I love going to the garden to catch worms to help my mom or to water the plants for my dad, but mainly to sit under a tree somewhere to read a story, in the cool breeze.

The garden changes every day, every season a different color, but always fresh and full of life. I'm always proud of my family's garden.

Each of us is born, grows up, and matures with our own preferences, ways to relax. Some choose to listen to music, watch movies; stroll the streets or go on long trips. As for me, a countryside girl, I have an intense love for the backyard garden. Gazing at it, taking care of it gives me a sense of comfort, relaxation as if my soul is released into the wind. Especially, every morning, the garden seems mysteriously beautiful.

It will be a wonderful Sunday that I look forward to. Not sleeping in, I wake up to welcome the dawn, admiring the quiet scenery in the early morning. I step into the vegetable garden while the sun is still sleepy, the backyard is still lazily buried in thin mist, enjoying the fresh air, the familiar smell of grass and trees.

The gentle morning sun rays are like golden threads scattered over the earth, awakening all creatures. No longer mysterious and blurry, the green garden still retains the morning dewdrops. The sunlight inadvertently and intentionally shines, making them sparkle, glitter like precious crystals. Everything is ready to welcome a new day.

It is a small rectangular garden about ten square meters wide. The lush vegetation is like a symbol of overflowing vitality. Not tall shady trees, nor the glamorous elegance of flowers, I love the vegetable garden precisely because of its simplicity, elegance, and tranquility.

Although with a modest area, the garden does not appear inferior. There is a rich variety of vegetables. It is scientifically arranged, divided into rows, making it easy to distinguish between different types. Here is the realm of fragrant herbs: from purple basil on top, violet underneath, growing in clusters competing to grow taller. There is also basil with its graceful posture, long hair flowing in the wind. Then there are coriander, basil, mint... Named “fragrant herbs,” this place exudes the characteristic fragrance of each species, together affirming the “family name.”

Over there, there is a row of red amaranth. Few vegetables have a different color from green, but there is a species of amaranth with red leaves. Amaranth tastes delicious, boiled with water spinach is the top dish in the summer. Boiled amaranth dipped in fish sauce, tamarind sauce creates a refreshing sour taste, irresistibly delicious. Besides, my mother also planted a few chili and lime trees, making the garden even more lively. The refreshing scent of lime, the bright red chilies also contribute significantly to the family's meals.

Chili is indispensable for my father in every meal, while lime has many uses, from leaves to fruit: squeezing juice, seasoning, chicken meat cannot be without lime leaves. Next to the wall, my mother has set up a frame for creeping spinach. It wraps around the wooden posts, roadside, like the mischievous youngest sibling in the big family.

Having today's vegetable garden is all thanks to my mother's single-handed efforts in planting and caring for it. My mother is always meticulous, diligent in watering, fertilizing, and catching pests to keep the vegetable garden green and healthy. I also want to help my mother, but I only have Sundays. Therefore, breaking free from the chain of thoughts, I begin the work of a gardener: truly passionate and enthusiastic. My face still radiates sunshine, the sunlight getting stronger and stronger, as if it is burning with my simple passion.

A vegetable garden, a place that few pay attention to, a morning vegetable garden that few recognize its beauty. But in my eyes, it is a symbol of warm affection, a peaceful place waiting for me to return to. The vegetable garden is not only beautiful, but it also has many practical uses, and taking care of it is also a way to improve mood. You guys should try it out.

My house is in the city, the land is not very spacious, but my father still likes to allocate about a few dozen square meters to grow vegetables. Dad said: 'Back on the battlefield, I always craved vegetables. Now that I'm home, I have to grow them for good nutrition.'

So our little lovely garden at home is always lush. My parents divided it into rows, the top touching the fence. Around the garden is enclosed by a fence, a few chickens circling but cannot get in. The outermost row is aromatic herbs, spices. Everyone in my family loves to eat, so we plant the outer row for easy picking. Basil, basil, perilla, cilantro, sawtooth herb, onions, garlic, chilies… every plant, every vegetable is lush green.

The second row is turnips. My father likes to grow the type called “egg turnips,” the bulbs are not big but look very cute. Dad said: 'This type of turnip has thin skin, no fiber, sweet taste, stir-frying is delicious, and pickling is excellent too.' The third row is planted with rolled cabbage. Everyone loves the sight of the cabbage rows. The cabbage rolls are round and big like hats, very solid, I feel very heavy when carrying them. My mother often prepares some cabbage, one meal at our house only finishes a corner, the rest is given to our neighbors.

The last vegetable row in our garden is my favorite. My father only planted six cabbage plants in this row. But they are huge, each plant is as big as a bucket lid. One plant my father left to bloom for seed production, while the others, when matured, my father cut them down, dried them, then compressed them into a big pickle.

The winter vegetable crop is about to end, and dad has prepared for the spring-summer vegetables. Every morning, my dad gets up early to water the vegetables. The vegetable rows are all taken care of by my father's hands, so every row is fresh, lush green. Everyone praises my father for being skilled at gardening. My mother said that since my father came home, we haven't had to buy vegetables, and we always have fresh vegetables for every meal.

I really cherish our home vegetable garden. Every time I help my mother water the vegetables, I feel very comfortable and relaxed.

Every time we go to school, we usually pass by Mr. Chin Hanh's garden. It is quite a spacious garden, estimated at about one hectare, planted with various fruit trees arranged into long rows that look very beautiful. But perhaps the most attractive, catching the attention of everyone passing by this road, is the area planted with various vegetables running parallel to the main traffic axis of the commune.

This garden plot is covered with lush greenery all year round, smooth and vibrant with various types of vegetables: cabbage, turnips, green mustard, Chinese kale, cilantro, water spinach, tomatoes… With these two plots, Mr. Chin can harvest over ten million dongs each year. The economic efficiency is really unexpected. Mr. Chin said: 'Growing vegetables is very hard, kids! You have to know the season, predict the weather… to know when to plant cabbage, turnips, when to plant green mustard, Chinese kale, broccoli…

It not only requires soil preparation techniques, seed selection, fertilization, and irrigation but also requires diligence and perseverance in caring for them. For vegetables, the soil must be loose and keep the proper moisture. On sunny, dry days, you have to stay in the garden, watering two or three times a day, tirelessly before you can earn that money, kids!”.

One day when I and Thanh were coming home from school, we stood admiring the garden for a long time. Mr. Chin said: 'You two go around to the gate, push the door open and enjoy yourselves.' We were overjoyed, rushing into the garden to see the beauty of the vegetable garden up close. Standing outside, I thought the vegetable garden was narrow. Only when I got to the middle of the garden did I realize how wide it was. The garden is surrounded by a sturdy barbed wire fence. Inside, along the rows, every ten meters, there is a standing post connected to each other by a nylon string tied with dry leaves and torn palm leaves. Just sitting inside the house, grabbing the string and pulling hard, all the chickens would panic and run out of the garden.

Looking at the rows of Chinese kale, mustard greens, each leaf as big as an adult's hand, spreading wide to cover the entire ground, Mr. Chin said: “These rows, in a few days, will be ready for harvest.” Next to the sweet cabbage row is a row of broccoli in the flowering stage. At first glance, the broccoli looks like clusters of tied-up cockscomb flowers but not red, they are ivory white. There seems to be a layer of golden powder sprinkled lightly on the flower's surface, looking very attractive.

Going through all the cabbage rows, I encountered a row of cilantro, only about twenty centimeters tall, crowded together reaching up high to find the sunlight. I stooped down to pluck a bit of leaf, a pleasant fragrance wafted over, strangely appealing, reminding me of the meals my mother often bought cilantro for, stacking each bunch on plates of fried meat or mixed into salads to make the meal more appealing and tasty.

Seeing us standing mesmerized, staring at the vegetable rows, Mr. Chin smiled and said softly: “You kids really like growing vegetables, don't you? Every day after school, come here, I'll teach you how to grow each type of vegetable, help your parents improve their meals. Passion for something will surely make you successful! When I was your age, wherever I went, if there was a garden, I'd stand and watch, eagerly ask how to grow, it's only by doing that I learned how to cultivate and prune various types of vegetables. Seeing you kids love the vegetable-growing profession, I'm very happy!”.

Goodbye, Mr. Chin Hanh, we're going home. As we walked, our eyes seemed glued to the vegetable rows, unwilling to leave. I wish that one day I'll have my own garden, a few small vegetable plots, beautiful and lush green like Mr. Chin's. I will definitely make it happen!

That day was a Sunday, and I intentionally woke up early to admire the beauty of the garden. And the image of the garden on that morning was unforgettable.

I woke up when the rooster at Mr. Tu's house had not crowed yet, stood up and opened the opposite window to the garden, stretching to inhale the fresh air. The cold of the autumn morning made me shiver, so I quickly put on the nearby coat and stepped outside. Outside, a thin layer of mist covered the entire garden, giving it a mysterious and ethereal color. The cold of autumn combined with the fresh air made my soul relaxed.

Up above, the lazy sun had not yet ventured out from its warm cloud blanket to shine its rays down on the world. I followed the path from the house to the garden. At this moment, the vegetable beds were still resting, and a quiet atmosphere enveloped everything, with dewdrops still lingering on the vegetable leaves.

The sun woke up, bringing the first rays of light to the world. The playful sunbeams danced on the vegetable beds. The sunlight shining on the dewdrops made them sparkle and shimmer like rare crystals. The vegetable beds turned to welcome the first warm rays of the sun.

Sister cabbage stretched herself, swaying gently in rhythm with the wind, keeping pace with the morning exercise. After a while, my mother appeared, holding a watering can. Mom started watering the vegetable clusters. I also helped my mother, putting on gloves and starting to catch pests and pull weeds for the vegetable beds. The vegetable beds seemed to dance with joy, thanking me and my mother for helping to eliminate pests and diseases. In the brilliant autumn sunlight, the image of the lush green vegetable beds looked truly beautiful and vibrant.

I really enjoy taking care of and admiring the garden scene in the early morning. The vegetable garden provides our home with a lot of fresh vegetables with high nutritional value.

I love gardening. That's why the front garden is my favorite place.

Our garden is about two meters long and roughly one and a half meters wide, used for growing vegetables. My dad carefully built a wooden fence around the garden to prevent stray cats or dogs from damaging it. The garden is divided into separate beds. The first bed is used for growing herbs and lettuce. The young green lettuce plants look deliciously inviting.

The second bed is for growing Chinese cabbage, with the tall cabbage swaying gracefully in the cool breeze as if dancing to welcome the day. The third bed is for growing mustard greens, tall plants with fresh green leaves. The last bed is for growing water spinach.

Spring arrives, and the young sprouts begin to awaken, breaking free from their old brown shells to burst forth with vitality. During this season, there are no water spinach or mustard greens, only lettuce and herbs thrive. In the chilly spring air, the lush green of the lettuce plants looks stunning!

Spring passes, and summer arrives. This is the season for water spinach and mustard greens. Eating a bowl of fresh water spinach or mustard greens in this season is so refreshing. On hot dry days, it's important to keep the vegetable beds watered, or they will wither.

Autumn follows in the footsteps of summer. Autumn with its warm golden sunbeams, not too bright like summer nor too gentle like spring, the autumn sun is sweet as honey, helping all the vegetables to grow. Finally, the cold winter arrives. In that harsh cold, all the vegetables nurture new shoots, waiting for the warm spring to awaken.

I cherish our garden because it provides a significant income for my family.

We have a tiny, lovely garden, only about 15 square meters, but it's packed with various vegetables. My mom says that homegrown veggies are safer than store-bought ones. So, she takes great care of the garden every day. Whatever season it is, my mom plants the corresponding vegetables. That's why we don't have to buy veggies from the market.

Our garden is next to the pond in front of our house, which makes it convenient for watering. Near Tet, my mom plants peas, Chinese cabbage, lettuce, and coriander alternately. Mom's cabbage rows stand tall and neat, surrounded by large, smooth lettuce leaves, making our small family garden always vibrant. In the early evening, I often help my mom weed while she diligently waters the vegetables from the pond. That's why our vegetables always look lush and green.

When it's time for onions, my mom buys seeds and grows them. Because of her soft, fine soil, the harvested onions are large, and when cooked, they have a delightful aroma. Around our small garden, my dad weaves many trellises from bamboo to prevent chickens and ducks from damaging the veggies. Thanks to my parents' efforts, our garden thrives all year round.

In summer, my mom plants sweet potatoes, which can feed the pigs and provide fresh, green vegetables for our family. Mom says that stir-fried sweet potato leaves with garlic and ginger are delicious. Under my mom's skilled hands, everything she cooks is tasty and tempting.

Sometimes, my dad brings home pumpkin seeds, which grow large and abundant. Every year, we can't finish eating them all, so we give some to our neighbors. Although our garden is small, it's diverse, perhaps because it's near a water source, so the vegetables never suffer from drought.

Whenever I see my mom digging in the garden, I always rush over and grab the shovel from her to dig. Mom laughs as I struggle with the heavy tool. Everyone who passes by our little garden praises my mom's gardening skills and the variety of plants she grows. Since we can't consume all the vegetables, my mom sometimes picks them to sell at the market and buys snacks for me. Or she gives them to our neighbors.

I love our tiny family garden because we don't have to buy vegetables throughout the year. It makes our family meals more abundant and safer.