On Sunday, my mother took Zi Yan, Wang Ming, Xiao Dong, Xiao Hong, Xiao Qiang to the orchard to pick the fruit.
In the orchard, red apples are like smiling faces, laughing and laughing, as if laughing: "I am mature, I am mature." Persimmons are not to be outdone, look, the persimmons on the persimmon tree are like red The big lanterns are mouth watering. Mature is not just apples, persimmons, even the "face" of pears has turned from green to white, the layer of skin is as thin as paper, it seems that through the peel, you can see the fresh and juicy flesh inside. There are a lot of grapes and oranges waiting for us to pick them up!
Wang Ming right handed the basket and came under a tall apple tree. He looked and said, "A big apple!" Wang Ming stretched his arm to pick the apple, but he couldn't pick it. He had to pick it up. Toes, stretched his neck, and finally picked up the big, red apple, and he was very happy. Wang Ming thought: I picked a few more apples! So he picked one after another. After a while, the basket was filled with big, red apples. Mom, Xiaohong, Xiaoqiang, you pick one, I pick one, and I picked a few baskets in a short while.
Look, from the tree fluttering and falling leaves, some dancing like a butterfly, and some like a bird flying wings. Zi Yan holds a book in one hand and picks up a yellow and yellow phoenix leaf in one hand. The phoenix leaf is like our hand. A beautiful smile appeared on the face of Zi Yan. Xiaodong ran from a distance, and kept saying: "I picked up a ginkgo leaf and I picked up a ginkgo leaf."
In the autumn orchard, there is a thriving joy everywhere. The autumn orchard is full of children's happy laughter. The autumn orchard is full of laughter from the farmer's uncle. Autumn orchard...
