Composition in the sixth grade of primary school

In normal study, work and life, everyone will be exposed to writing to some extent. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is the composition I collected for you in the sixth grade of primary school. I hope it will help you.

The composition of the sixth grade of primary school is 1 "sand, sand, sand" ... The spring rain is falling, and the thin rain is pounding the earth. The spring rain is continuous, the snow and ice in the north melt, and there is plenty of rain in the south. On a sunny morning, we met some classmates riding bicycles, so we set off.

Swimming on the road in the country, the fresh air comes to my face, and the warm spring breeze pours the smell of soil into my nose, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. On both sides of the path, towering trees danced with the wind and rustled, as if welcoming us.

At the foot of the mountain, we will climb the mountain. When everything is ready, we will set off with great interest. The kerbstone at the foot has been for some years, covered with moss and with a long luster. The grass also sticks its head out to observe new things in the world. Some grass grew on the road, and passers-by couldn't bear to destroy this new life, so they all crossed it carefully. "Glug" ... Hey, who is this singing gentleman? Oh, it's a mountain spring. Without the cold in winter, the ice in the mountain spring has become spring water. It flows through cracks, depressions and silt. The gurgling mountain spring is singing the songs of spring happily there, expressing the joy of spring coming. Birds in winter have returned to their nests. They shuttle back and forth between the nest and the Woods to consolidate the nest. Sometimes they stand in the treetops, talk in the wind, and sometimes they hunt in the leaves. Busy life seems to make them breathless. After a while, we reached the top of the mountain, stood at the highest place and looked into the distance. Cars as big as ants come and go on the road as thin as silk. Large and small hills are covered with green shirts and dotted with sporadic flowers.

There is a park on the top of the mountain, which is said to have just been built. The huge park is covered with turf and there is no noise at all. But there is one difference. In the center, there is a large flowerbed. The flower bed has two floors, and the lower floor is full of all kinds of flowers, which is the invitation of spring. Peach blossoms and pear blossoms are in full bloom. Red is like a beating flame, pink is like a baby's face, and white is like a pure winter snow. Intoxicating, intoxicating, fragrant, full of the breath of spring. Crazy and intoxicating. Big stand on the grass, after the baptism of spring rain, pulled out the green branches and buds. That kind of green is bright green and open green. The sun is shining. We should go home.

Winter has passed, and spring has long been unable to restrain its curiosity and quietly came to the earth. This is a season in which everything recovers and a hundred flowers blossom, and it is a beautiful season.

Spring rain is like a careful village woman, washing away the winter fatigue for the sleeping earth; Spring breeze is like a hard-working girl, covering the earth with colorful and charming clothes. This is a wonderful spring, with warm sunshine, like white clouds of cotton candy in My Sweetie, green grass and bright flowers, forming a bottle that people can't help but want to go for a spring outing. Going for a spring outing, you can see flowers and plants sticking to your post every day, which can be said to be birds and flowers. People can't help but want to sing a beautiful poem: swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. If spring is not good, everything is brilliant. ...

With butterflies flying and birds chirping, we arrived at Beichen Mountain in Tongan District. When I got off the bus, there was a "tick". A pearl-like raindrop hit a young leaf and then rolled on my head. Before I came to my senses, the raindrops jumped down. One, two ... everyone posted colorful and various "mushrooms". Shit!

I didn't bring rain gear, so find someone else to support me!

Just do it. Soon, I found it. But I can't help myself. I'm kidding. I have no umbrella. Teacher Shi asked me to hold an umbrella with her for a while. An aunt asked: Am I Teacher Shi's daughter? Look!

Teacher Shi is too kind to our class!

The air here seems to have been washed, so fresh!

The scenery here is also quite good!

Covered with grass, crowded flowers and scattered branches, the green is shining and bright. Colorful flowers have their own postures.

Some hold their heads high and show noble and elegant posture; Some seem to be observing insects on the ground with their heads down; Some buds are in full bloom, as if they were exploding at the touch; Some people don't look up or bow their heads, just stand there and gently nod to the tourists who come to Beichen Mountain ... If you look closely, you can see that the light rain that just played bungee jumping stops on the bright petals, and it is shone like a sparkling gem by a little sunshine. Some roll with leaves, as if a group of happy elves are playing with slope equipment-slide. After walking for a while, I saw the waterfall. The water flowing down from above is like a group of children playing, and some rocks stop them, beating white waves and laughing. ...

Time flows like an hourglass, sometimes as slow as an old man walking, sometimes as fast as a plane flying. It's lunch time in a blink of an eye. The delicious food is a series of dishes, and the table is full of various dishes; The dining table was full of cheerful laughter ... white clouds dotted the blue sky, flowers dotted the green grass, and smiling faces bloomed on our faces. The good times have passed, but my good mood will not. I show a sweet smile. ...

Spring has come, and everything has become so full of vitality. On Saturday morning, I was very excited when Teacher Zhang said that he would take us for an outing in Shang Huashi. I can't wait to go downstairs and start queuing.

Singing and laughing all the way. Soon I came to the foot of Longlin Mountain and saw a peach blossom full of buds looking at me, as if to say, "Welcome to be a guest here." Looking up to the mountain, I saw that the lush trees were all pink. I was curious and accelerated my pace, but I saw that many peach blossoms had already opened. It looks like a wisp of rosy clouds in the sky from a distance. The peach blossom in the breeze dances like a pink butterfly, which is very beautiful. Take a closer look. Peach blossoms look small and exquisite. White is added to the pale pink of five petals, and yellow stamens are dotted in the middle, which is very lovely. It's refreshing to look down and smell the flowers. I can't help but have the desire to pick a flower, but I can't bear to part with it. I quickly followed the team forward. When I came to the waist, the rows of apricot trees on the opposite mountain were all white, as if it was winter again, and snowflakes once again put on white clothes on the mountain. I was dreaming when I suddenly heard my classmates exclaim. I suddenly came back to reality and heard voices. It turned out to be apricot flowers with pink petals. Although the petals are clustered, the number of petals is small, about seven or eight! When it is quiet, apricot flowers seem to be dressed in white. When the wind blows, apricot petals fall with the wind, and like a flying white butterfly, close your eyes. I seem to see a woman in white dancing, because the dance is so beautiful that the attracted butterfly can't help dancing for her. We walked on and soon came to the top of the mountain. Looking around, lush trees and bright flowers hang over Suide City, which seems to be full of vitality. Looking down from the mountain, there are some colors in the green forest, red, white, pink and green. So many colors make up a beautiful ink painting. It's so beautiful.

It's time to go down the mountain. Xx and I walked slowly. The breeze kisses my face from time to time, and the wind is accompanied by bursts of flowers. Then I walked along this avenue, and flowers greeted me. It is really comfortable. I don't think I want to leave. I wish I could walk in this paradise on earth. Finally, I went down the mountain and went home one step at a time.

Composition 4 of the sixth grade of primary school "It rains in the Qingming Festival", and it rains in the Qingming Festival. It exaggerates the mist and gloomy atmosphere, and brings people sadness and sadness. Because I miss my hometown, my parents and I went to a beautiful country outing.

Along the way, the spring is bright and full of vitality. Let us suffer from infection, I can't help but whisper: "Thousands of miles sing green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags." In the mountain village, thousands of miles away, flowers are blooming, singing and dancing, lush forests are everywhere, and the water color in the rice fields in the distance reflects the brilliance of the sky, showing a piece of white. Birds on the mountain are cheerful and crisp, and the drizzle is like a cloud, floating gently. This is really "green hills are there, green hills are there, and the rain is like Zigui smoke"! We enjoyed the beautiful scenery and walked forward with great interest. At this time, two innocent children caught our attention. They chase and play by the roadside and fly kites in the warm east wind. "The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind." I recited poems, and these two lively children added some vitality to the beautiful spring.

"Yellow silk virgins are full of fresh flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. Butterflies dance from time to time, charming and just crying. " We walked into the farmhouse garden, and we were amazed by the beautiful scenery. Both sides of the path are full of flowers, and the flowers are bent down. Butterflies in the game come and go among the flowers, hovering and dancing, persistent and unwilling to leave. The free oriole makes a charming and gentle cry in the tree, and the sound is so harmonious and pleasant. This state is both amazing and comfortable.

We came to the stadium again. It is really "endless grass on the plain, which comes and goes every season". The lush weeds in the field wither and flourish every year. When the spring breeze blows, it thrives and is full of vitality. It's gray and wild, and the wind blows the grass very low, and you can see cattle and sheep. The fields are endless, a breeze blows, the grass falls, and flocks of cattle and sheep appear, adding infinite fun to the quiet fields!

Today's Tomb-Sweeping Day makes me realize the simple and interesting life in the countryside, how beautiful the countryside is, and the countryside in April presents different scenery everywhere.

The last light of the sunset sank. The air is dignified, like a dusty old house, dignified, sad and gloomy. The breeze around the branches, like naughty children, makes the young leaves tremble in early spring. Everything is wet, crowded streets, bicycles in front of the door, hanging banners and serious people. As Bai Juyi said in Wild Hope of Cold Food: "Crows and magpies make trees faint, and those who eat cold food cry on Qingming Day. The wind blows paper money in the wilderness, and the ancient tomb is covered with green grass.

Pears reflect poplars, full of where will you go. Spring is so strong that I can't cry, and people who rustle in the rain will come back. "Everything is thinking, and we convey a cold breath.

Today, our China Merchants Boy Scouts went for an outing in Lanxi Valley.

Lanxi Valley is a very beautiful place. First, we gathered in the clubhouse of the second phase of Lanxi Valley. We are divided into four groups, and my group is the fourth group. I first got a brand of Group 4 as a sign of our activities, and then I went to the place where Group 4 was located. Everyone in our group got three cards, and the activity stipulated that each boy scout should take pictures of the plants shown on the three cards he took away. The names of the three cards I divided were camphor tree, safflower and laurel with red back.

Red-backed laurel is easy to find. I found this plant behind the stream and photographed it immediately. The red-backed laurel tree is finished.

It is hard to find a big red flower, which is characterized by stamens outside the flower, long stamens on the pedicel, hairy and dull. I found the sign that said "Qiu Feng" for the first time. There was a neatly trimmed plant, and one of the flowers caught my attention. The characteristics of this flower are very similar to those described in the picture, except that the stamens are not outside the flower. I thought it wasn't a big red flower. Dad said that the big red flower was going to wither, but I was dubious.

The last and most difficult goal is to shoot camphor trees. The picture shows that the camphor tree can reach 50 meters. I found two giant trees in a row, but these two giant trees did not cause "giant tree hegemony" after all. Finally, I took one of the photos.

At that time, I was still dubious about the big red flower photos I started shooting. I really want to find a plant that looks more like the big red flower in the photo. Walking, I found another big red flower, but because it grows on the cliff, it is difficult to photograph it. I have to take some photos from a distance.

We followed the fourth group to the first phase of Lanxi Valley and also participated in mountaineering activities.

I felt very tired when I went up the mountain, but the scenery in Lanxi Valley was so beautiful that it always attracted me to climb the mountain. Finally, I climbed the whole course easily.

After going down the mountain, we will meet at the clubhouse. Each Boy Scout handed over the photos he had taken with reference to the photos to the activity group. Each group chooses a team leader to participate in the picture recognition competition and answers the picture names displayed on the computer screen. Finally, our group won the fourth place. Although we only ranked fourth, every boy scout who participated in the activity got a gift. I still feel very happy.

Our trip to the Blue Valley is over.

It's clear in Wan Li and Wan Li today. My mother and I went for an outing to find the footprints of spring. The breeze blew all the way on my face, soft and soft, like my mother's hand touching me.

Spring is colorful. Golden rape is yellow like a butterfly, which looks like a golden coat on the earth from a distance; Pink peach blossom looks like a little girl's blushing face, and looks like a touch of Xia Hong in the sky from a distance; White pear blossoms are as white as snow and look like flawless clouds in the sky from a distance; Green wheat is like jade, and green makes your eyes look like a green ocean from a distance; With and without names, wild flowers of various colors are scattered in the grass like little stars. Rows of geese are lined up in the sky like "people" and "one", roaming freely in the sky like a broken kite ... The earth is decorated with this beautiful color, like a colorful carpet, and like a spring scene painting with heavy makeup.

Spring has a taste, and rape blossoms exude a strong fragrance; The fragrance of peach blossoms can hook people's souls; Pear is sweet and fragrant; The wheat field is full of fresh breath ... all kinds of fragrant smells are refreshing and intoxicating.

There is a sound in spring. The fragrance of all kinds of flowers attracts hardworking bees, who fly in the flowers. Calling friends is busy collecting pollen and preparing rich food for autumn. The gentle wind blows the rape blossoms, and the clothes of Huang Cancan dance with the wind; Warm spring breeze blows on pink peach blossoms, and bunches of peach blossoms dance happily; The fresh spring breeze blows on the pear tree, like a pear with strings of small bells jingling; The warm spring breeze blows on the wheat seedlings, the wheat seedlings rustle, and the green sea makes waves ... All kinds of sounds are intertwined, like a beautiful spring symphony played by a spring girl.

Spring is a season full of hope. "The season of the year lies in spring!" The farmer's uncle is pollinating peach blossoms and pear blossoms. Looking at the flowers all over the tree, they laughed from ear to ear. Sweat drops from my face from time to time, which is the sweat of hope, pregnant with autumn harvest and autumn hope.

Spring is like a beautiful picture, colorful, changeable, unforgettable and amazing. What a beautiful spring!

What a beautiful nature, I want to write it down, draw it with my pen, and let this beautiful picture stay in my memory forever.

The sixth grade composition 7 "It rains in the Qingming Festival", and it rains in the Qingming Festival. It exaggerates the mist and gloomy atmosphere, and brings people sadness and sadness. Because I miss my hometown, my parents and I went to a beautiful country outing.

Along the way, the spring is bright and full of vitality. Let us suffer from infection, I can't help but whisper: "Thousands of miles sing green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags." In the mountain village, thousands of miles away, flowers are blooming, singing and dancing, lush forests are everywhere, and the water color in the rice fields in the distance reflects the brilliance of the sky, showing a piece of white. Birds on the mountain are cheerful and crisp, and the drizzle is like a cloud, floating gently. This is really "green hills are there, green hills are there, and the rain is like Zigui smoke"! We enjoyed the beautiful scenery and walked forward with great interest. At this time, two innocent children caught our attention. They chase and play by the roadside and fly kites in the warm east wind. "The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind." I recited poems, and these two lively children added some vitality to the beautiful spring.

"Yellow silk virgins are full of fresh flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. Butterflies dance from time to time, charming and just crying. " We walked into the farmhouse garden, and we were amazed by the beautiful scenery. Both sides of the path are full of flowers, and the flowers are bent down. Butterflies in the game come and go among the flowers, hovering and dancing, persistent and unwilling to leave. The free oriole makes a charming and gentle cry in the tree, and the sound is so harmonious and pleasant. This state is both amazing and comfortable.

We came to the stadium again. It is really "endless grass on the plain, which comes and goes every season". The lush weeds in the field wither and flourish every year. When the spring breeze blows, it thrives and is full of vitality. It's gray and wild, and the wind blows the grass very low, and you can see cattle and sheep. The fields are endless, a breeze blows, the grass falls, and flocks of cattle and sheep appear, adding infinite fun to the quiet fields!

Today's Tomb-Sweeping Day makes me realize the simple and interesting life in the countryside, how beautiful the countryside is, and the countryside in April presents different scenery everywhere.

The last light of the sunset sank. The air is dignified, like a dusty old house, dignified, sad and gloomy. The breeze around the branches, like naughty children, makes the young leaves tremble in early spring. Everything is wet, crowded streets, bicycles in front of the door, hanging banners and serious people. As Bai Juyi said in Wild Hope of Cold Food: "Crows and magpies make trees faint, and those who eat cold food cry on Qingming Day. The wind blows paper money in the wilderness, and the ancient tomb is covered with green grass.

Pears reflect poplars, full of where will you go. Spring is so strong that I can't cry, and people who rustle in the rain will come back. "Everything is thinking, and we convey a cold breath.

In spring and March, flowers are in full bloom, and there are vibrant scenes everywhere. Taking advantage of the beautiful spring, I went to Houyi Park for an outing.

Entering the elegant Houyi Park, eight big balls came into view, echoing the nearby "China Houyi Altar", implying that Houyi shot nine suns and benefited the world. Houyi Park has many related legends and has become an ancient and beautiful legend.

I walked to the northeast of the park. There are bamboo forests, and the breeze blows, and the bamboo forests laugh and make a "splash" sound. The bamboo and silk are distinct and carefree, just like a fairyland. There is a minor in the distance, and I look for it in the sound. It turned out that the uncle of one and a half centuries was playing there with a bamboo leaf. I sat on the stone bench by the side of the road, listening to the wonderful music, watching the picturesque scenery and intoxicated with it. Go further, come to the water cruise area, stand on the arch bridge and look at the sparkling water. Cartoon cruise ships float on the lake, giving people a relaxed and happy feeling. They couldn't help singing Du Fu's poem: "Beauty is in old age, and fragrance comes in spring."

At the entrance to the west, 20 meters to the north, it is the only military theme memorial hall in China that shows the glorious history of the Central China Working Committee-the Central China Working Committee Memorial Hall. Walking into the memorial hall, I seem to have come to the red era of that year. The first exhibition hall is the resident simulation room of the revolutionary heroes of that year; The second exhibition hall displays some items left by revolutionary heroes; The third exhibition hall simulates a war scene, which reminds me of the years before the bonfire, and I am filled with emotion! Three state leaders, 100 generals, and more than 200 provincial and ministerial cadres walked out of here. In order to win the complete victory of the people's war and welcome the birth of new China, they made indelible contributions.

In the southwest of the memorial hall of the Central Working Committee, there is a pink and green area with colorful landscape trees such as weeping willows, cherry blossoms and elms, which dazzles me. Among them, Ziweihua impressed me the most. Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, praised Wei: "It seems that it is not as infatuated with beauty, but it is particularly inclined to show off. Who doesn't bloom safflower for a hundred days, Wei Zi won't last for half a year. " Looking at Wei Zi from a distance, it is as red as fire, which makes people feel their enthusiasm.

Inadvertently, I looked at the sky and it was already evening. The scenery in the park makes me linger. How beautiful! The sun has set, so I should go home.

In the sixth grade of primary school, grandpa walked away quietly with faltering steps in winter, and teacher Chun hummed a ditty to meet everyone. I heard that she had come to Meiyuan, so I hurried to date her.

As soon as I stepped into the gate of Meiyuan, I saw a lot of tulips, and I threw myself into her arms.

The grass is filled with tulip laughter, including "Everyone loves it" with yellow collar and red skirt, "American Dream" with red and yellow gradient clothes, and "Fan Yike" with pink color. Some of them are smiling and trying to bloom beautifully; Some only spread out a little, and the stamens inside are looming; Have a plenty of shy beauty, still hide half a face in front of us behind the guitar, and can't come out for a long time. ...

Watching, watching, I seem to be in the country of tulips-Holland, wandering in the ocean of flowers, as if I had become a tulip and danced happily with Miss Chun. ...

"Yang Yang, you see! There are tulips on the island in the middle of the lake! " My mother's shouts woke me up at once. I crossed the tulips and came to the arch bridge. I saw the "naughty" on the island in the middle of the lake, which was particularly dazzling in the spring sunshine. Surrounded by full of green, it is full of vitality: the grass sticks out its pointed head, tender and green; In the lake, colorful fish and dark tadpoles are swimming around with their tails wagging. Are you going to find your mother?

Walking down from the bridge, I plunged into the bamboo forest on the side of the road and looked around. Suddenly, my eyes lit up: "It's bamboo shoots!" You see, at the feet of several bamboos, the little bamboo shoots just broke free from their mother's arms and looked at the world curiously.

Walking out of the bamboo forest, several small trees in front of me once again attracted me. They show sharp buds, thin and small, which seem to fall off at a touch.

Nevertheless, they are not afraid, try to stretch their posture and greedily absorb the sweet rain and dew given by Miss Chun. A bud is a beating life, and countless lives tremble on every branch! .

After bidding farewell to the young trees, I climbed the hillside again on the stone road in the park. Looking down, the bustling crowd poured into Meiyuan, and everyone was full of spring. Clusters of tulips are connected together, like rainbows falling from the sky, and like the belt untied by teacher Chun.

Flowers, grass, people and lakes are intertwined into a colorful picture!

Teacher, spring is coming. I invite you to have a spring outing. ...

In Baihua Park, there is a famous boulevard with magnolia trees planted on both sides. It is really beautiful when it is in full bloom, and its smell is all over the city.

Today, I came here to look for spring.

On Yulan Avenue, people who enjoy flowers jostle shoulder to shoulder, and there is an endless stream. There are young parents holding hands with their children, old couples with gray hair pushing wheelchairs, students in school uniforms, and middle-aged people listening to "Old People's Music" while walking. People walking on the avenue stopped to watch from time to time, picked up cameras one after another, and left the most beautiful moments of spring to friends and relatives around them.

The bustling crowd didn't affect my good mood at all. Take a deep breath, and the refreshing fragrance stays at the tip of your nose for a long time. I just wanted to sneeze, but I was worried about blowing the fragrance away like Lan Sixin.

Everyone praises the unyielding spirit of plum blossom cold ling blooming alone, and everyone sighs that the lotus flower is pure and flawless, but I don't know the enthusiasm of Magnolia, which is also intoxicating. The ancients were also impressed by the elegant demeanor of Magnolia grandiflora. There was a poem that said, "Pure as lotus dust, beautiful as white clouds. The breeze is fragrant and graceful, leaning against the railing. "

Look carefully, the elegant receptacle is like a goblet filled with wine at a court banquet; Thousands of flowers are bright and beautiful, blossoming upwards, like jade cut into thousands of pieces, crystal clear, adding a touch of youth. I not only want to, what is it like under the moon? On a windy moonlit night, it has to bear the touch of moonlight, and it is graceful and elegant in the deep blue sky, just like a magnolia fairy falling into the dust. In my eyes, Magnolia is more beautiful than the world famous flowers, and colder than the iceberg snow beauty.

Bypassing Yulan Avenue, clusters of delicate yellow flowers came into view: Isn't this the winter jasmine?

The branches of this winter jasmine are the color of spring, long, thin and dense, like a long-haired girl's version with a green and bright shampoo. The breeze is blowing, gently shaking and floating around, which is really beautiful. I walked a little farther, and the flowers were like delicate small speakers; Closer, each flower consists of six petals with a stamen in the middle. Only by smelling it carefully can you smell its fragrance.

Perhaps, some people will say that winter jasmine is too ordinary and not as beautiful as magnolia, so they would rather be remembered as a withered magnolia than forgotten as a bunch of ordinary winter jasmine. But I want to say that the flowers in spring have their own beauty, and it is this different beauty that has made this colorful spring.

After leaving Baihua Park, my skirt seemed to be stained with the fragrance of spring flowers, and even my breathing became extraordinarily smooth. Next spring, I will come to see the flowers and enjoy the spring.

One morning in Guangzhou, the sun was shining and spring was blooming. Me, the sun is shining and spring is blooming. My father and mother decided to climb Baiyun Mountain.

Sitting in the car, I saw all the blooming flowers, very beautiful: cherry blossoms, magnolia, red magnolia, peach blossoms and so on. We talked and laughed all the way and unconsciously came to Baiyun Mountain in Guangzhou.

How many people are here! My mother said, "Climbing the mountain is too tiring. Let's take the cableway. " "good!" I'll answer right away. We bought tickets and went to the queue. We waited in line for a long time and I enjoyed the beautiful scenery. Finally, it's our turn! I hurried in to feel the feeling of taking the cableway.

We soon came to the top of the mountain, which is called the national five-star scenic spot. I played here for a while, and the birds in the tree seemed to say happily, "We like spring! Spring is so fun! " With the singing of birds, we took the cableway down the mountain again. Fortunately, we came early, but there were more people in line than before.

I had a great time today. I really want to play again next time! One morning in Guangzhou, the sun was shining and spring was blooming. Me, the sun is shining and spring is blooming. My father and mother decided to climb Baiyun Mountain.

Sitting in the car, I saw all the blooming flowers, very beautiful: cherry blossoms, magnolia, red magnolia, peach blossoms and so on. We talked and laughed all the way and unconsciously came to Baiyun Mountain in Guangzhou.

How many people are here! My mother said, "Climbing the mountain is too tiring. Let's take the cableway. " "good!" I'll answer right away. We bought tickets and went to the queue. We waited in line for a long time and I enjoyed the beautiful scenery. Finally, it's our turn! I hurried in to feel the feeling of taking the cableway.

We soon came to the top of the mountain, which is called the national five-star scenic spot. I played here for a while, and the birds in the tree seemed to say happily, "We like spring! Spring is so fun! " With the singing of birds, we took the cableway down the mountain again. Fortunately, we came early, but there were more people in line than before.

I had a great time today. I really want to play again next time!