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Making friends in the mountains


When you walk into the grove, you will give the breeze a hug. The wind is filled with the scent of earth and lily. In the evening, it’s cool!

Not for play, not for distraction, not for appreciation, just to make friends with everyone, I walked into this lush forest and found friends. That grass is the first new friend I have to pay. Hey: Lawn, you are like a living Lei Feng who has been dedicated to dedication. Have you stood on this land for more than ten years? How much green you give to everyone, the fragrant fragrance drifts into the distance, you are lying flat, staring up at the sun, the moon, and the white clouds in the sky. The moon is missing, the tide rises and falls, and the geese go to the geese. Only you are still there.

Into this piece of the sea, the bee kisses my cheek, the mosquito sucks my blood. Every flower is my family, they send infinite fragrance on the face, every flower wants to hug me, I lay in the sea of ​​flowers, close my eyes, quietly blend into the soil, my feet become a flower stem, Gradually plunged into the soil, and connected with the family, inseparable, my face turned into a petal, absorbing the essence of the heavens and earth; hands turned into leaves, blood became the water of flowers, spinning and flowing in the flowers.

Everything in this forest, I want to be friends with them, I enthusiastically started to introduce myself: hello, tall trees! I am a happy little girl, are you willing to make friends with me? Hello, hard stone! My name is Ma Yuyuan. Would you like to make friends with me? Hello, hordes of larvae! Do you need me to teach you the numbers? Hello, withered yellow leaves! What dance are you dancing, how charming, can you teach me?

Picking up a lily petal, and picking it up, a scent of fragrant scent came over; picking up a piece of gravel and looking at the beautiful patterns, I saw the magical mystery of nature.

At this time, time is up, I should go back, I waved reluctantly, new friends, I will come to see you! The returning bird flies overhead, the sun slowly falls, so I say goodbye to my new friend...

Fuyang City, Zhejiang Province, Fuyang City, Fuxing Yongxing Guoxiao sixth grade: Ma Yuyuan

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