Happy day

Today I got up at 7 o'clock. I was wearing a small flower skirt and two braids. I was dressed neatly and beautifully. I went to Learn to drive with my mother.

In Lantian Driving School, there are many people practicing driving. When it's my mother's turn to practice driving, I always go over to watch her practice and cheer for her! After my mother finished practicing, I started to do my homework.

At noon, my mother took me to her colleague Aunt Tang’s house for dinner. At Aunt Tang's house, I was even happier because she had a naughty little Qintian brother. He was in the same school as me, but he was in the third grade. We had fun playing, reading, and watching TV.

The happiest thing is that we are competing in singing songs, memorizing ancient poems, reading texts, telling jokes, and making sentences. . . . . . Both mothers were very, very happy.

After dinner, we are going home. We reluctantly said goodbye.

This is really the happiest day.

An unforgettable day

During the May Day holiday, I went to Zhangjiajie with my mother, Bingbing, Bingbing’s mother and a few others. One day I found very unforgettable. .

That morning, we got up very early, prepared the items we needed to take when going out as quickly as possible, and set off soon after breakfast.

What we want to visit is Huangshi Village. First, I swiped my card at the gate of the scenic spot, walked to a mountain road with the stone tablet "Huangshi Village" written on it, and started climbing.

Oh, there are so many people! This group, that group, we are the smallest group. The winding mountain road is paved with cool stone slabs, and it looks like there are countless steps upwards. The sun shines through the dense ancient trees, and the mountain streams that are sometimes wide and sometimes narrow are singing songs. It is like a paradise. !

Both Bingbing and I like to climb high and low. We sang as we walked, sometimes walking on the stone railings, and sometimes pulling the trees to the grassy areas, like little monkeys.

But I felt a little tired halfway through the walk. I was sweating all over and sat on a stone bench to rest. At this time, there was a drizzle in the sky, thin, dense, soft, and clear, with the original fragrance of nature, falling on my hair, face, clothes, and also falling into my heart. .

After a while, the rain stopped. We all regained our energy and kept climbing up. When we reached the mountainside, we saw a few Tujia girls setting up rental clothing stalls. I bought several pieces of clothing, and when I put them on, I looked a bit like a "Tujia girl". I sat on the stone floor, stood under the old tree, and took more than a dozen photos at once, which was very interesting.

I finally climbed to the top of the mountain and came to the "Star Picking Pavilion". I saw a vast sea of ??clouds all around, and the clear mountains and rocks in the distance disappeared and appeared. It felt like I was in a fairyland, which reminded me of Li Bai's "Dangerous Tower" He is a hundred feet high and can pick up the stars with his hands. He dare not speak loudly for fear of frightening the people in the sky. "But when you look up, the sky is still so high and out of reach. No wonder there has been a saying since ancient times that "the sky has nine levels."

We followed the original path down the mountain and saw many tourists sitting in "sedan sedans". The bearers carried the sedan chairs and walked quickly, much faster than us. Although my mother told me that this is their job, looking at their protruding bones due to years of weight bearing and looking at their backs, I still feel a little sad. I think if they lived a good life, they would definitely not do this. Work hard!

This day’s trip is really unforgettable for me!

She is so beautiful

I will go to the hotel not far from my home every Saturday Walk around the garden. Today, I came to the garden as scheduled, bypassed the exotic flowers and plants, and went straight to a big tree. The trunk of that big tree requires more than 10 people to gather around it hand in hand to hold it, and the branches are lush and leafy. There are many birds, visible and invisible, flying around on it, becoming little birds. of paradise.

At this time, a childish voice came over: "Look, Dad! There is an injured bird here, let's catch it and eat it?" "No, that's not possible! We should heal it , and then let it fly." When I heard this, I couldn't help but think of something that happened many years ago.

When we were in the sixth grade of elementary school, an American female student named Betty was transferred to our class. When she first came to our class, we were all shocked. We saw that she had blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and was quite tall. He is tall, wearing an orange T-shirt and jeans. After an introduction by the English teacher, we got to know her roughly. She walked silently to the last row and sat down.

In the following days, none of her classmates talked to her. The reason was very simple. After all, our English was not very good, and she could not speak Chinese. She only occasionally talked to the English teacher. One day, I was walking towards the school gate with some classmates. On the way, I saw a dying bird lying on the ground. I picked it up and everyone started talking: "Take it home and cure it." "No! Let's grill it tomorrow!" "Yes, that's it!" At this moment, Betty came behind us and snatched her away with lightning speed. The bird then ran away quickly. We chased after her, but we were still far behind. Finally, she ran into the mall and disappeared into the crowd. "Damn it, he ran so fast!" "No, Lu Junjie, you can't even catch a bird." "It's really selfish. I want to take it for myself. After all, we discovered it first." We cursed for a while and then They dispersed in a hurry.

After a few days, we gradually forgot about that incident. One day, I came to school early. It's very strange today. Usually there is no sound of birds, but today there is a faint sound of birds. Maybe I heard it wrong. I slowly walked into the playground. There were only a few people in the playground at this time. Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure. She was stroking a little bird with both hands. Then she flattened her hands and threw the bird upwards. The bird flew up and circled above her head, staying there for several minutes. Gone.

This scene is so beautiful, not only the way the bird flies up and flies away, but more importantly, she is so beautiful!

Thoughts on reading "Anne of Green Gables"

Recently I read a book called Anne of Green Gables and was very moved. After reading this book, I was deeply moved and felt that it was indeed a touching story about friendship, responsibility and love. In the book, Matthew and Marilla, the brother and sister of Green Gables Farmhouse, decide to adopt a boy. Unexpectedly, by an unexpected combination of circumstances, a red-haired girl who loves fantasy and chatters endlessly is sent to the orphanage - Anne. Her unique personality makes her frequently get into trouble and make people laugh. She changes the brother and sister and affects their love. Anne was smart and hard-working, and passed the university with her own efforts, but she gave up her studies in order to take care of Marilla.

After reading this book, I fell deeply in love with this fantasy-loving girl with personality. She was immersed in her beautiful fantasy all day long. In her imagination, the cherry blossoms were her Snow Queen and the apples were her girls in red; the naughty creek laughed under the ice and snow; she also imagined her shadow and echo as two close friends to whom she confided her thoughts. ...Reading these innocent and romantic fantasies of Anne, I felt myself being brought into a wonderful world by Anne, where I felt another kind of magic and happiness. In fact, I am also a girl who loves fantasy and often have many wonderful and sweet dreams. I like to look up at the white clouds in the sky, and unknowingly I am the white cloud; I like small animals, and often talk to them affectionately, which makes my mother laugh at me for being a little fool... Now, I have found a girl who loves fantasy more than me. Annie, I want to be friends with her.

Anne is an orphan. Her life experience and experiences are very unfortunate, but she is not defeated by this misfortune and pain. She is optimistic and positive. With her hard work and diligence, she passed the Queen's School and also obtained a bachelor's degree. She won the Alferi Scholarship and relied on her own efforts to make her dreams come true one by one. Thinking about myself, every time I encounter a math problem, I want to shrink back and don't want to think more, so these "blockers" also block my way forward. Anne definitely doesn't want to make friends with such people, so I will be like Anne in the future, not afraid of difficulties, overcome these "blockers", and make my dreams come true as soon as possible.

Annie is like a bright light, lighting up the direction of my efforts and lighting up my heart!

Picking fruits

Yesterday afternoon, my grandma drove her motorcycle back to her hometown in Longdu to clean up the house while we were not paying attention. I haven’t come back for lunch today.

The weather was already very cold, and it was drizzling outside. We were very worried about grandma being frozen, so we decided to drive to pick her up.

As soon as I entered the village, I saw patches of green guava. The second aunt asked, "Are there any guavas now?" "Yes!" Mom said. I asked: "Second aunt, do you want to eat it?" Second aunt said: "Yes, and we have to pick it ourselves, okay?" We all said: "Okay!" When we arrived at grandma's house, we asked if there was anything we could help with. Grandma said: "No, I have already done everything." "Then let's go buy guavas quickly." We said in unison. Grandma said, "Then let me talk to the guava grower." As soon as grandma and aunt finished talking, we ran over quickly and said to aunt, "We want to go to the field to pick it ourselves." Auntie said, "Okay, I'll take it. Just put it in a bucket." Then, we went to the guava garden with my aunt, and she opened the door and said, "There is a lot of moss inside, so be careful."

As soon as we entered the guava garden, we could see it. We saw guava trees, which were full of many big and round fruits, as if they were saying to us: "Want to try it? It's delicious! It's sour and sweet." Looking at these guava trees , my mouth watered, and I wanted to take a bite of it first. We picked them separately, sometimes here and sometimes there. After a while, I picked a lot. At this time, because the ground was slippery, I accidentally fell and it hurt. Later we went to our aunt’s house to weigh the fruit and asked my mother to pay for it. Then we went home.

When we got home, my mother took a few guavas, cleaned them and cut them into small pieces, and then gave them to us to eat. We ate them with gusto. Although I was covered in mud and my hands were as cold as ice, I was very happy. Next time if I have a chance, I will pick the fruit myself.

Looking at the sea

I heard from my father that the sea is boundless and there is no end in sight. My curiosity makes me want to see it very much. After asking my father over and over again, my father finally agreed to take me to see the long-awaited sea on Sunday.

Is the sea what dad said it is? With questions in mind, I got into my father's car and drove slowly towards the seaside.

About half an hour later, we arrived at the beach. I stood on the beach and looked up into the distance, and saw a red sun gradually setting. Suddenly the rays of rays of light reflected the sea and the entire sky. The tide began to rise, the waves kept coming, and the calm sea became rough. The sea seemed to be angry, like a pair of huge hands, roaring and slapping the sea surface, rolling up rows of waves, like thousands of horses galloping, rushing onto the beach with lightning speed, and the beach was swallowed up by the sea water in an instant. I was so frightened that I quickly retreated to the shore.

Today, the weather is sunny and cloudless, and my father decided to take me to the "water park" for swimming. When I arrived at the water park, I saw, ah, so many people.

It was really a sea of ??people. My father and I went to play in deep water. My father said, "You put on a lifebuoy and let's swim to see who can swim faster!" I immediately agreed. (The little girl thought she was a permanent member of the Security Council.) As a result, my father swam very fast. After a while, he fell far behind me. I told him to swim slower, but he didn’t seem to hear me at all. I had no choice but to chase him, but it took me a long time to catch up. We went to play in shallow water again. My father let me get a swimming ring and helped me learn to swim with his hands. I was afraid of water and didn't learn it after learning for a long time.

We went to ride the big slide again. When we were about to fall into the water, my father pinched my nose and ended up taking a sip of water. I slapped my father angrily and vowed never to sit down again. It's a damn slide. Unconsciously, two hours later, my father and I left the water park.

This afternoon, my cousin and I came to Anxi. After riding for more than two hours, I was exhausted. But when we arrived at my aunt’s house, I saw the clear street in front of the door. When the stream gurgling at the bottom and the group of chickens eating, the ice melted away and the snow melted away from the feeling of exhaustion.

I walked into the farmyard. My aunt and the others were busy picking tea leaves. I put down my luggage and came to the yard. I stepped into the creek with my feet, and the cold water hit my feet. The coldness immediately washed away the heat and fatigue all over my body. I ran in the water and let the stream water splash all over me. It was so refreshing!

Then, I followed my cousin to the rabbit cage. I picked up a little rabbit and suddenly saw a little red on its forehead. I was puzzled at first and thought it was bleeding, but When I touched it, the fur was very soft and there was no trace of blood. I had to ask my cousin, and she told me that this was a mark for the rabbit. The one in my hand was called Little Baby, and then pointed to the little one with red spots on its body. There is a rabbit named Xiaolu, and there is a little black rabbit. He is the eldest among all the rabbits. Although he is older than his younger brothers and sisters, I heard that he is often bullied by his younger brothers and sisters.

At this time, a group of chickens, led by the hen, walked around me. When I saw the group of lively chickens, I really wanted to catch one to play with, so I walked over boldly. , I just stretched my hand forward to grab the chick's feet, thinking that I was done. Unexpectedly, the hen pounced forward desperately and pecked my hand so hard that I was swollen. I was really angry. Damn me! Suddenly, when I saw a group of chickens grabbing for food, I couldn't help but become intrigued.

I asked my cousin for some rice, and when I came to the chicken coop, I sprinkled the rice on the ground. Sure enough, the hen and the chicks walked away. I tiptoed to the one farthest from the hen. Next to the chicken, I saw the right moment and caught the chicken with lightning speed. Unexpectedly, the chicken's cry made the hen ignore the pecking and flew over with its wings. I learned from the experience. , abandoning the chicken and trapping it, this is really a deep love between mother and child. It caused me to "grab the chicken and lose a handful of rice", and my hand still hurt badly. I think it is better not to mess with the hen.

The air in the countryside is so good! Compared with the city, the beautiful mountains and clear waters here make me overwhelmed with beauty.