Country home

I haven't been back to my home for a long time. In the past few days, I have been clamoring for my mother and want to experience life in the country. Mother had no choice but to promise.

In the morning, after two hours of driving, we went to the mother's hometown, Xidi Village.

In the afternoon, I went to the mountain with my brother and sister to pick up firewood and prepare firewood for cooking at night. We took a lot of bags and set off. The mountains in the country are purely natural. There is no first-level step. We have to grab the bag with one hand and grab the bamboo on the hillside with one hand and move forward step by step. After more than half an hour, we arrived at the place with the most firewood. Firewood is brown, like a dragonfly. I found it for a long time to find a point, look at my brother and sister, they are almost full. I was not willing to take it, but I actually caught a firewood. As the saying goes, it is easy to go downhill. As the mountain road was too slippery, I had to slide down. After sliding for a few more minutes, there was a ditch that stopped our way. My brother and sister jumped hard and jumped easily. I also learned how they looked, but I almost fell into the ditch.

The day in the country is really happy. Although I am tired, I really realized the fun of being a "countryside family."

Sixth grade: thriving