National Day Tour

The National Day finally came under the expectation of people. For us students, holidays are probably the most enjoyable thing. Although my vacation is only three days, I went out to see the crowds on the street, and laughter and laughter were enough.

National Day morning, sunny days. I went to the City Museum, where I held a exhibition of works by famous calligraphy artists in the city. When you first went, tourists were still scarce. In fact, people in small places here don’t pay much attention to these. I stayed in front of each piece for a long time and watched it carefully. I saw some paintings depicting rivers and mountains, and the pavilions and horns were dignified and dignified, giving people a sense of oppression in history; some landscapes were ethereal, and the mood was ethereal, and a waterfall fell into the heart. Some words contain paintings, and the characters in the paintings are: characters that are various gestures, but they are assembled into a single outline. There are also calligraphy works written by Bogu couplets and famous poems... Everything that falls is surrounded by me. I seem to have been exhausted from painting and calligraphy, and communicate with them in that world. Later, a group of primary school students led by the teacher to visit this wonderful world. In the exclamation, they ran around, the camera flashed like a stage for the calligraphy and painting, and the children themselves squatted. The small mobile phone records the works that you are looking at. Some children are surrounded by the painter's grandfather, holding a pen and showing their talents, while the painter and grandfather just smiles and looks at these energetic future pillars kindly.

On the second day, it was still blue and picturesque. The hurricane took the clothes of the tourists and gave the refreshing to the earth. I came to the square, where the colorful little toys made the children look intent, and the old people stretched their hands and feet and danced squarely. The fountain and the joyful atmosphere sprayed the water column, like a road to flowers and flowers, and the sun was dressed up in a beautiful and festive way, leaping into the water, and then miraculously blending to produce a rainbow of practice, flying across the small fountain pool. The earth was spotted with bright colors.

In the park behind the square, the green ash lychee is quite strong, and the old people sitting under the shade of the shade sit and listen to the Cantonese opera. Self-directed singing, there are many old people who enjoy it. The wind blew through the lake, and the sound of the whole park overflowing with the sound of the music seemed to come from the depths of the memory in my mind. Many children have a game of laughing and playing with the paste, like I used to. Walking through the wide stone bridge, I saw the sale of balloons with the sale of dragon-shaped balloons. I couldn’t help but go back and bought one. The blue horns, the golden scales, and the slender body are not in the air! I hugged it and couldn't put it down. Bitan reflects the Tingting posture of the green trees on the shore. On the bottom of the tree, I met the red alumni of the older alumni.

On the way home, the balloon accidentally flew away. I looked up to it and ascended to the blue sky. It seemed that I saw the dragon of China’s dragons soaring in the sky, and the long stunned...

Junior High School, Guiping City, Guigang, Guangxi, China: Liu Jiehui