One diary

Although I was dreaming of dreaming, I also stumbled into my mother's rushing footsteps, sometimes awakening me, my mother's quick and powerful footsteps, my alarm.

After lunch, I started a day of learning and embarked on the ocean of learning. When I set foot on the school bus, I heard the laughter of the classmates. They each said that they were at home, and even the drivers were no exception, and they talked to them. I came to my seat, opened the window, and looked at the scenery. The road was not close to the sound of a beeping car. The pedestrians on the road were wearing cotton coats and quickly left. I saw several people on the opposite square doing morning exercises. There are a few thin fogs on the square where they condense, and they can't be dispersed for a long time. It was this mist that turned into a beautiful landscape on the field. A car ran fast, but behind it left a black smoke, which was blown into the sky by the wind, becoming a dark cloud, and there was a maintenance in front of the window. Bar, however, a few young people climbed from the maintenance bar. At this moment, a car flew away, leaving the young people with smoke, and the young people ran quickly. Ugh! Seeing this not only took a sigh of relief for them. Ugh! Why cross the past! Too dangerous! Why do they have to make fun of their lives! I really don't understand.

The school bus set sail! There was a breeze blowing in front of the window, and I couldn't help but hit a beggar. The wind contains the aroma of the earth. A breeze blew, the branches swayed with the wind... When I got to the station, I got off the bus, but I didn’t know what I was doing, screaming...

There is a scene in front of you...

Sixth grade of Yanli County Experimental Middle School, Dongying City, Shandong Province: Zhou Yubao