Mushroom picking

In a dense forest, there are rabbit mothers and three little rabbits - snow, flowers and ash.

Spring is here, the flowers are open and open, and there is aroma everywhere; the grass is green and swaying in the wind, they seem to feel the warmth of spring.

One morning, the rabbit mother went out to pick mushrooms with three little rabbits. They looked carefully at the mushrooms in the forest, and the time passed slowly. They had a lot of mushrooms. The sun father also climbed high. Mother Rabbit said: "Children, we should go back to lunch." The three little rabbits answered in unison: No! no! We have to pick more mushrooms. ”

At this time, Xuexue saw that there were several large, red mushrooms under the big tree. It ran quickly and plucked. The rabbit mother also followed the past, and quickly said: can not be taken, can not be picked. ”

Xue Xue asked inexplicably: "Why can't you pick it? You see that the mushroom is beautiful and fresh, and it is delicious to pick it up to make the mushroom soup."

Mother Rabbit said: "Don't look at it fresh and beautiful, it is poisonous."

Xuexue listened to my mother's words, and seemed to understand what it was like. I quickly stepped on the mushrooms with my feet.

Huahua asked: "Snow and snow, why did you step on the mushrooms?

Xue Xue said: "I stepped on it, and others will not come to pick this poisonous mushroom."

After listening to the snow and snow, my mother praised the snow and snow as a good boy for others. I want to learn from flowers and ash.

The third year of the National Primary School: Jiang Yixin