Spring outing, spring is coming, the spring is bright, the new grass shows green, the beautiful flowers are open, we want to go outing. On Sunday, April, we set off early by bike, with bottles of champagne, beer and bags of cake, bacon and boiled eggs, walking along the winding path of the field, across the grass, walking on the road, willows are green, swallows fly back and forth, birds are like musicians, singing melodious songs in the trees, butterflies are like colorful dancers, flying here and there We breathe the fresh air deeply and laugh heartily. When we got to our feet, we left our bicycles to a bicycle repair shop and began to climb the hill near the top of the mountain for a picnic under a leafy tree.
After the picnic, we drank and ate, talked and laughed. We stood with our hands akimbo in the breeze, enjoying the beautiful scenery, and then we lay on the grass and talked about our life. At what time in the afternoon, we came back, with mild green on our backs and fresh in our hearts.
Last Thursday, we held a class meeting to discuss where to go for spring outing. We came up with several options, such as boating, mountain climbing, going to the amusement park. Finally, we decided to climb the mountain the next day.
We set out early in the morning to climb the mountain. We enjoyed the warm sunshine and beautiful scenery. But when we got to the top of the mountain, we were shocked to see garbage everywhere, such as bottles and banana peels.
Then we began to pick up the garbage and put the garbage in the recycling bin and non recycling bin nearby. We were tired, but happy.
Spring outing spring is coming. The spring is bright, the new grass is green, and the beautiful flowers are blooming. We want to go for an outing.
It was Sunday, April, and we set out early on our bicycles, carrying bottles of champagne, beer and bags of cakes, and we rode bacon and boiled eggs along the winding paths in the fields, across the grass and on the road. Willow trees are green, swallows are flying around, the sky is flying up and down, birds are like musicians, singing sweet songs in the trees, butterflies are like colorful dancers, here and there, we breathe, we come to the foot of tiger mountain, breathing fresh air, heartily laughing. We put our bikes in a bicycle repair shop and started climbing up the hill near the top of the mountain.
We had a picnic under a leafy tree. We stood in the breeze with our hands akimbo. At about five o'clock in the afternoon, we lay on the grass and talked about our life and study.
We came back with a mild green on our back, full of freshness in our hearts.