One diary

Today, my mother took me to my brother's house to play. As soon as I entered the door, I was attracted by a tall tree.

This big tree is lush, like a big green umbrella. Look closely, there are still a few small fruits hanging in the leaves, some of them are black, seemingly a small grape, but not like it. My second monk can't figure it out – what is it?

Regardless of the three seven twenty-one, I carefully picked a small fruit. The fruit is red, full of thousands of "疙瘩", I thought: this little fruit is red, like the face of a little girl, must be delicious. I washed the little fruit and put it in the mouth. "Yeah! So oh!" I shouted.

My brother ran over and I quickly asked my brother: "Brother, what are these fruits? Also, I ate a red fruit, how is it so so? Is there some black hair on the tree, is it rotten?"

"Ha ha ha!" Brother laughed. "Do you know? The red fruit is called mulberry. The tree is a tree that specializes in mulberry trees. It is different from mulberry trees."

My brother went on to say: "The mulberry you eat is still not cooked, the black one is cooked. The mulberry can still make blood, cure all diseases, don't believe, you taste it." Saying, picked a big, black mulberry and handed it to me. .

I can't wait to pick up the crystal mulberry, look and see, and eat the mulberry. I tasted it in detail, and I fantasized that I became a flower butterfly and danced in the place where the garden was full of mulberry. The sweetness of the mulberry has moistened my whole body. A mulberry made me deeply immersed in the dream world.

After a while, I came back to God. I ate one after another of the mulberry, my tongue was purple. These mulberries make me feel good.

Today, I tasted the mulberry, I am very happy.

Third grade: Tang Luoqi