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Octagonal


Saturday, October 22, 2005 Weather: Sunny

Today is a day off, get up early, I will do my homework, but it is not the case in peacetime, because today I am going to do one thing, hey, don’t tell you.

More than eight o'clock, when my mother packed up the housework, we set off. What we have to do is go up the mountain to pick the octagonal. This is my first time. I have no joy in my heart. In the past, my mother always did not. Let me go, after I can, in front of my partner, I can show off myself, and it is no longer a nerd in their eyes. When I came to the octagonal forest, the octagonal trees here rose from the ground, like a soldier with a spirited spirit, and a special octagonal slope. Looking down, it’s really scary. If you accidentally fall, you won’t know. Where did you fall? I chose a octagonal tree with a lot of knots. I climbed up agilely, but I could shake it and make me dizzy. I quickly grabbed the trunk and waited for the tree to stop shaking. I chose a tree. I sat down and finally I could pick this fat and cute guy. When I picked up a small bag, the place where my hand was buckled had already been picked up. I had to stand up and my hand just had to reach into the distance. I was dizzy and came to me. I quickly sat down again. I really want to slide down the tree, think about the partner, and look at the simple mother, I, and calm down. I was about to sigh, I suddenly remembered a good idea, so I quickly sneaked off the tree, and found a tree with hooks in the woods... I came to the tree again. This time, I can easily relax, the tree grows and the hand comes. . Looking at my "long hand", there is really a feeling of fishing in Jiang Taigong. I can't help but pick up the song. I am proud of my cleverness. I reach out and hook a branch. Oh, my mother, my hand is going to touch. It was actually a black horse cell with a big fist. I couldn't help but make a big chill, and my hand hurriedly took it back and hugged my head. A few wasps flew out, I didn't dare to go out, I wanted to cry, but I prayed but occupied my heart. I don't know how long it took. When I found out that my ears didn't move, I slipped down the tree, I was covered. Cold sweat. Fortunately, prayer has played a role. They cannot bear to be kind to me. But I never dare to provoke them half a step.

It was not until the evening that our mother and daughter came home. I only picked up half a pocket. Although I was not half of my mother, I was still very happy.

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