Mushroom picking

In the early days, there was a spring rain that was as expensive as oil. Spring and moisture all things, the grass turned green, the trees turned green, and the mushrooms in the woods were fat and big. The weather is fine this day.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the rabbit mother wants to bring the rabbit to the white mushroom to pick the mushroom. It is very happy in vain. It is very good! "Great! Great! I went to pick mushrooms with my mother!"

They came to the forest, the trees in the forest were lush, the birds sang on the branches, the flowers were not far behind, and the forest was decorated with colorful colors. Looking at the big mushroom here, and looking at the big mushroom there, I was so happy that she picked it up. Soon, I filled a large basket of mushrooms.

The sun is slanting west, and my mother is affectionately: "Baby, enough. Let's go home."

"No, no. There are so many big mushrooms." Not only did he refuse to go back. The rabbit mother gave a small basket in vain.

Very excited in vain. Suddenly, she found a large cluster of colorful mushrooms on the side of a large tree. It was dazzling and fascinating in the west sun. In joy, running wild, reaching out and preparing for picking.

"Stop. Can't pick! White!" Mom shouted.

Surprised in vain, stunned, and it took a long time to come back to God: "Why can't you pick it?" muttered in vain.

"Children, these mushrooms are poisonous, and eating them makes people die!" Mother said patiently. "The better the color of the mushroom, the more toxic it is. It must not be confused by its appearance."

"Hey." In vain, he suddenly realized his tongue and shook his tongue. I thought: If it wasn’t for my mother’s reminder, it would be miserable. She sincerely admire her mother's life experience.

The sun is going to fall, and the mother of the rabbit and the white harvest with a heavy harvest go home. On the way, I remembered what my mother had just said, and she lamented in her heart: "In the future, you can no longer be confused by the appearance of things, otherwise you will even pay the price of life!"

The dinner time is up, the white home is full of the rich flavor of the mushroom, and the family is at the table, and it is delicious.

Instructor Zheng Shizhen

Nanjing Nanhua Experimental National Primary School: Zheng Shizhen