Yellow River

Today we came to the Yellow River Beach and saw a lot of jujubes and trees planted along the Yellow River, making people look endless, really beautiful!

When we walked to the Yellow River Beach, my father saw the water and couldn't help but wash his feet. He took off his shoes and walked toward the water. He said to us in soft mud: "Do you want to come? The mud here is comfortable." After that, he used a long wooden stick to reach into the water to measure the depth of the water. Seeing that the water is not at the bottom of the stick, Dad will put his foot in it with confidence and wash his feet in the winter. I and a few sisters saw itchy, and I wanted to try it. We took off our shoes. Dad met us over there. I carefully put my foot out. I didn’t expect the mud here to be so comfortable, my feet. I didn't want to go back there, it was soft.

After that, we played a few small games on the shore, and we also folded a few boats into our mother's river. Looking down the stream, everyone smiled happily.

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