How to write a composition about visiting the morning market?

After six o'clock this morning, my mother and I went to the morning market. The morning market was crowded with people, full of excitement and shouts. There are many fruits in the market, including red apples, purple grapes and Huang Chengcheng pears. ...

We came to the apple stand. This is an uncle in his forties. When he first came to his booth, he was fascinated by these attractive apples. As soon as my uncle saw us, he said hello: "Look, my apple is sweet and fragrant."

"How much is a catty?" Mom asked.

"Seven cents." Uncle said with a smile.

We chose some white ones and some red ones, each as big as a fist. We asked for two Jin. When I was picking apples, I looked up and found that my uncle's pants and shoes were covered with mud, and there were cracks in his hands, just like an old bark.

Looking at my uncles, aunts, grandparents who sell things in the morning market, I think: they work in the fields every day, and they have to go to the city to sell vegetables before dawn. It is not easy!