bamboo forest

In June, after a few pattered rains, the sun pulled out the clouds and smiled. I went to the bamboo forest alone.

The bamboo forest in the morning is fresh, sunny, white clouds. Walking alone in the bamboo forest. There is no scolding by the adults, the punishment of the teacher, the noise of the children, some flowers, weeds, birds, I am carefree, and even forget myself. It is a piece of paradise, pure land.

The sun shines on the leaves, and the grass shines through the green light, showing a vitality. It is not a pearl, not a jade, nor a treasure, but it is precious in my heart than the pearl jade.

I gently touched them and carried it into my arms. I treated it like my parents. We talked very well, as if I were not a child, but an adult, an old friend, and its kindness. I look forward to melting my little heart so that I don't know my name. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the earth. The sullenness of the bamboo forest green in front of me is like a thick lake reflected in front of my eyes, shaking constantly, and it seems that I am angry.

I am very happy to visit old friends today. I gently waved and said goodbye to my dear friend.

First day: Xiang Nan