Beautiful things, like gorgeous fireworks, always appear at that moment, enchanting and shocking, but always disappear in an instant, clean and tidy. As Mr. Zhu Ziqing wrote in "Hurry", "Come in a hurry, go in a hurry". Although the moment was short, it was enough to leave a permanent impression on my mind.

When there was no sound of cars passing by on the highway, I put down my black pen, stuffed the paper I had just written into my schoolbag, and then gently opened the balcony door.

The soft evening breeze is fresher than air conditioning. Moonlight enveloped the city. Occasionally, a light-footed wild cat passes by under the dim street lamp. There are always several shops in the street with lights on all night. Is it a delicious KFC that doesn't close the door, or a convenience store that is open 24 hours a day?

Wait, I think I smell something. I shrugged my nose. Yes, it does smell good. I think it's floral. Light, very elegant. I glanced at the courtyard, but now I stopped on an incomplete flower bone. In the bright moonlight, it shook. Is it greeting me?

The flower that can still smell so fragrant at night should be "cordate telosma".

I decided to wait for it to blossom.

The fragrance of flowers constantly edifies me, and I watch. Memory can be traced back to six years ago.

I remember when I was in the first grade, I joined the Young Pioneers and was the first in my class. When my brothers and sisters tied red scarves on us, I was so happy that I wanted to shout "I became a young pioneer!" " "So people all over the world can know.

At that time, I put on my red scarf early every morning and didn't take it off until I took a shower and slept at night. ...

How time flies! After leaving primary school and just entering junior high school, I am still so ignorant. Now, it will be the second day of junior high school ... those wonderful moments are still fresh in my memory.

The fragrance of flowers caught my attention again. The flower bones have become fuller. The fragrance is also a little stronger. I secretly refueled it. Finally in full bloom. One petal after another bloomed at an imperceptible slow speed at that moment. That moment was really beautiful.

The most beautiful moment in life may be accidental or inevitable, but cherish and remember it anyway. Because, a moment is that moment, and a moment has passed.

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Article 2: Beautiful moments.

There is always too much beauty in the world. Happiness is made up of beautiful moments, but beauty is so short-lived, as if it only takes a blink of an eye, just like passing clouds, without a trace. ...

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I lived in my grandmother's house until the New Year.

Once after school, I didn't rush to do my homework when I got home, but leaned against the door frame and stared at the sunset. ...

Grandpa came out of the house in a hurry, as if he had gone shopping. Walking to the door, I suddenly heard grandma's voice: "Wait!" " Grandpa stopped to look back. Only to see my grandmother running out of the kitchen in a hurry, standing beside my grandfather, gently and slowly patting off a dirty thing on his body. Grandpa seemed to be stunned ... then, gently and slowly, he picked a pile of hay on grandma's head.

Four eyes are opposite, and their eyes are full of softness-the setting sun reflects their figures-in their eyes, only each other is left, as if

If you have each other, you have the whole world.

After more than 40 years of ups and downs, all the hardships seem to have melted at this moment.

However, this moment is short. After this moment, it seems that everything just happened is just an illusion-grandpa hurried out of the door and grandma returned to the kitchen trembling.

Don't ignore any beautiful moment around you, because it will be our eternal happiness. ...

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Article 3: a beautiful moment

"Ah-ah-"I heard a heartbreaking cry. I felt a twitch in my lower abdomen, which made her very painful. My mother kept turning over on the delivery bed, her clothes were soaked with sweat and her eyes were blurred. Mother used up her last strength and shouted "doctor, doctor …" The little nurse rushed over and hurriedly pushed her into the operating room. I am so scared in my heart: "Mom, you must hold on!" " "

After struggling for a while, my mother woke up, her hair stuck to her cheeks, and the heat was unbearable. Having a baby is like the death of a ghost. Many mothers break up with their children at the door of life and death. My mother must break through and give me a happy family. At this time, my mother stopped shouting and saved her strength for the baby. My mother calmed down and recalled the scene before giving birth. ...

Seven hours ago, at about 3: 30, my mother turned left and right in bed, feeling that she had to go to the bathroom. In a panic, he accidentally bumped into the table, and the baby in my stomach, that is, I, felt violated and kicked around in her stomach. ...

My mother came to the hospital six hours ago. In the delivery room, she was fidgeting and preoccupied.

Three hours ago, my mother's stomach began to twitch, and I couldn't wait to come out at once. A convulsion began to attack her weak body. Mom is struggling, as if she saw me, like an angel. ...

Now, my mother is lying on the delivery bed and begins to imagine me. Big eyes or small eyes? Is it single eyelid or double eyelid? Does it look like me? Just then, I heard the doctor say, "Let's start!" " They gave my mother an anesthetic, and my stomach was so bored that I had to come out. At this time, a doctor patted his mother on the shoulder and said, "Be sure to push!" " "They had to call me out, but I miss my life in the womb very much at this moment. After all, people have been here for ten months! I'm not in a hurry here, but the doctor outside is in a hurry. I stamped my feet outside, and my mother was sweating profusely. Hey, it's okay! I came into this world like a slide. The sunshine outside is so dazzling that I can't open my eyes. ...

A few minutes later, the nurse held me in her arms, walked up to my mother and said softly, "It's a boy." My mother hugged me, and the golden sun shone on my pink body. Suddenly, she burst into tears of joy. At this moment, my father came over and smiled brightly at me. I am also very happy, but I can only express my inner joy by crying ... At this moment, I realized the beauty of life, and this moment will be printed in my mind forever.

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Article 5: The most beautiful moment

Life seems long, but it's actually short. That is, it is composed of countless moments, and those moments may be remembered in my mind forever.

It was one night, and the whole family was watching Extraordinary 6+ 1 on the sofa. Today's protagonist No.2 is a short girl. She performed a dance as soon as she came up. It looks beautiful. We all think there is nothing unusual about this. After all, everyone who can get on this stage has some technical content, but we were surprised by his communication with the host Li Yong. She was deaf and took the wrong medicine when she was 3 years old. Since then, she has fallen into a silent world. Her parents didn't let her learn sign language, but let her learn lip language. Today, she came to thank her mother Li Yong showed a video in which a girl learned to sing with a musician. Singing is really simple for ordinary people, but it may be more difficult for a deaf-mute girl. She can't hear or understand music. It's really hard. When the girl came out, she stood in the center of the stage in a long white dress and sang emotionally: There will always be someone to accompany me and comfort me when I am sad. ...

Yes, the girl's voice is not nice. She has left, but who can question her love for her mother? Who can not shed tears at such a touching moment? I hope this moment will be fixed forever!

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Article 6: the beauty of that moment

There are many things in the world that can bring beauty to our eyes, but one kind of beauty can affect people's hearts. That happened this summer vacation, which made me feel like a clear spring flowing through my heart, clear and fresh.

I participated in Linjiang Flower Summer Camp in the summer vacation, and fate brought us children from all directions together. On August 1st Army Day, Teacher Sun, the instructor of the base, decided to take us to carry out a meaningful activity-to visit the graves in Linjiang Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery. In order to remind us of our painful experience, the teacher specially prepared Wowotou for everyone, which was our only food that day.

The leader of our group is a chubby little girl. I can't name her, but you can tell from her figure that she must be a glutton at ordinary times. She took a dozen steamed buns from the group from the teacher, took out the food bag from her schoolbag and wrapped it carefully.

In August, the sun scorched the earth and the blue sky was cloudless. The earth is like a steamer, and the soil in the field is smoking. Not far away, there was a sharp cicada singing. We climbed mountains and mountains, sweating like rain, dragging our tired bodies forward.

We finally arrived at our destination, and it was already lunch time. We are so hungry that we can't wait to eat three bowls of rice at once. The students can't wait to stretch their arms to find the team leader for dinner. The fat girl was surrounded by a large crowd.

I'm weak, and I can't compete with boys for jobs. When it was my turn, there were only two poor little wowotou left in the team leader's hand. I am a little disappointed, but I have no time to think about it. Anyway, talking is better than nothing, and there won't even be one in the future.

I tried my best to reach it, but I tried so hard that one of the wowotou fell to the ground. Oh, this lunch is going to be ruined! A cold sweat broke out on my forehead. At this time, the leader of the fat girl was quick of eye and load, and went forward to pick up the Wowotou, only to see that it was covered with dust particles. The team leader patted the dust off the top of the nest with his hand and said to me, "This is dirty. Give it to me."

She handed me another clean steamed bun in her hand. I froze, and suddenly I had a strange feeling in my heart. I forgot to decide whether to reach for it or not. I just looked at the chubby girl with my eyes. I didn't like it just now, but how did it become so cute and beautiful now? Even the wowotou in her hand now looks very fluffy and sweet.

It's been some time since I came back from summer camp. Many happy and difficult times have been forgotten, but the image of that fat girl is deeply left in my mind. I still don't know her name. She really taught me a lot at that moment.

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Article 7: Beautiful moments

The wind is whistling in the ear, and the cool wind is rippling at the tip of the nose. When you open your eyes, people become so small, and the house seems to be enchanted, which makes it much smaller, just like coming to Lilliput. Beautiful gardens are mixed with vibrant green, colorful houses are embedded in the city like candy, and traffic is like a small river. Everything looks amazing ... what a wonderful moment to open your eyes!

"Ah ..." Screams became the accompaniment here, and the roar of the machine stirred the eardrum. Don't get me wrong, this is not the place, this is the location of the roller coaster in Happy Garden. At the moment, I'm standing here hesitating whether to play or not.

Looking up at the roller coaster galloping on the track like a dragon, it looks great, but it's a pity to sit on it. But the screams of excitement stirred my cells, and the wonderful expressions when everyone got off the bus made me eager to try. Finally, I decided not to play now that I'm here. It's a pity.

After a hard wait, I finally got a seat on the roller coaster! The staff fastened my seat belt carefully and seriously, and warned me to be safe and not to move, so I went to find someone else. I resisted the tension and excitement in my heart and looked around carefully, but suddenly the scene began to shake and there was a roar in my ear. The roller coaster has started!

I don't know when I mentioned my voice. It's a little dry. My wandering hands clung to the handrail for fear of falling, and my eyes closed consciously. People screamed in my ears. At first I chickened out, but later I joined them. I don't know where my courage goes. At this time, I wish I had more hands to hold the handrail. With my eyes closed, I just feel the car spinning and I don't know what I'm doing. I was just screaming, screaming in despair, and I don't know what happened. I can't stop screaming, like a soprano. It was dark in front of me, and I kept my eyelids closed, afraid to open them.

Suddenly, I felt the screams in my ears stop and the car seemed to stop moving. What happened ... I want to open my eyes and see what happened, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'm hanging upside down in the air. I'm naturally afraid of heights. A strong uneasiness hung over me, but then the car moved again.

After a while, the car stopped again, and the breeze caressed my cheek as if to comfort me. The cool air rippled on the tip of the nose, and it smelled sober, which made me relax a lot and made me wonder where it was. After a few minutes, I finally restrained my fear, got up the courage and opened my eyes: people became so small, and the house became much smaller, as if by magic, as if I had come to a lilliput country. Beautiful gardens are mixed with vibrant green, colorful houses are embedded in the city like candy, traffic is like a river, and everything is amazing. Unfortunately, before I could enjoy the scene, the bus started again. ...

At that moment, I knew that it was not bad to be at a height. Looking at the scenery from a height is really unique!

Good moments are extremely short, but while bringing me good memories, they also tell me that defeating yourself means defeating everything.

How can you forget such a wonderful moment! It will be engraved in my memory and become eternal in my life!

Grade three: Yao Wang.

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Article 8: Unforgettable moments; I am sloppy; Beautiful spring; This is a successful attempt; (Cheng Zhuoqi)

Unforgettable moment

Life will experience many things. Some things will be looming in my mind, while others are fresh in my memory, as if it happened yesterday. In the third grade, there was one thing that I will never forget today.

That morning, my mother said to me, "Son, it's raining today. Please take an umbrella before you go!" " "As for you, in order to get to school early, you turned a deaf ear to what your mother said, scraped over, didn't care at all, picked up your bag and left. In the morning, the sky is still clear in Wan Li. Who knows, in the afternoon, the sky will be overcast. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help frowning and thinking, Oh, my God! This day … this is such a bad day, how can I go home! Will it become soup chicken? After a while, I comforted myself in my heart: nothing, it doesn't mean it will rain, maybe it will rain when I get home!

It began to rain after school. In order not to get wet, I had to use my coat as a raincoat and run to the station. I thought: it's just a little rain, and it can't stand in my way! After getting on the bus, I found a seat and sat down. How long has the car just driven? Yun seems to be sadder and crying more. The original light rain suddenly turned into a downpour. I watched the bean-sized raindrops falling from the sky and thought: Yes, yes, yes, yes, my mother's words are really effective. what can I do? It looks like I'm really soaked. I muttered to myself and frowned involuntarily. My expression was written on my face like words and was seen by an aunt sitting next to me. She knew what I was thinking like a loving mother and asked kindly, "Little friend, didn't you bring an umbrella?" I answered her morosely. I'm at the station. I was about to go home in the rain when a big umbrella blocked the rain beads that attacked me. I looked up and it was the same aunt. "Kid, let me take you home!" She said kindly. On the way home, raindrops always come at us, but they are blocked by menstruation's umbrella every time. The stagnant river blocked our way, but my aunt didn't give up her help and sent it directly to my door. My aunt waved goodbye to me. I looked at her distant back and was very moved.

I have never met this aunt. She helped me so enthusiastically ... What an unforgettable moment! Let me move for life.

Leisure me

Everyone makes mistakes when writing articles or doing homework, but I'm not that ordinary. What I wrote was just a thorn in my pen. Although I look ok, this "thorn in the pen" has ruined me. Most exams are really full of flowers. You can get high marks in this exam! I remember the teacher said that we must be serious when launching rockets, and we can't lose a word wrong, otherwise it will be over. But I have changed it for several years, and it is still the same old problem.

Last time we had a math test, the paper was very simple, so I was careless. After writing, I am still full of confidence in myself, and I will definitely get high marks in the exam. I can't let my classmates look down on me. This time, the overall idea is great. Let the math paper I ordered be posted on the ceiling, and don't say anything. After the examination papers were handed out, the students all scrambled to see what was wrong and what was right. But I dare not show the paper to others, otherwise how can I have the face to be the monitor! I looked at the wrong questions on the paper carefully. "Well, how can such a simple question be wrong?" I said to myself angrily, "either there is a calculation error or I didn't carefully examine the question." I really shouldn't have been careless at that time, causing today's consequences. "

Another Chinese exam was even worse. I only got 8 1 on the simple test paper. After class, the teacher called me to the office and showed me the paper. What a shame. I didn't carefully examine the question and wrote the word solitaire as association. Look at the question and write the answers in the article in a mess.

I am such a tiger writer that I can't change it. "When can I get rid of it!" I groaned.

Beautiful spring

Spring is the beginning of a year, and everything on the earth is full of vitality because of her arrival. Everything is reviving, singing and dancing everywhere, and the breath of spring is everywhere.

The mountains are full of life. Seen from a distance, this mountain is like a bamboo shoot rising from the ground, a green barrier. Look at the weeping willows, from the snowy winter to the embrace of spring. Spring makes the willow tree alive again, its "green"! Although Lao Song is strong and not afraid of cold, he doesn't like "heavy" winter and lifeless winter. It likes spring, because it is warm, it can make the surrounding greener, put its own life force soldiers here and give a flower and a grass.

The earth has also become vibrant. Walking into the small park at the foot of the stairs will make you relaxed and happy. On the ground, the grass is still as "yellow" as winter. Although the grass can't see its vitality on the outside, there is life sprouting below it. Open the grass that has been "frozen to death", and the new "green" has been drilled out of the ground, silently releasing vitality. From a distance, a red "little girl" has grown on the peach tree. She welcomes the spring sports with a red smile. That player is an energetic bird. They sang and played. Flying to this branch for a while, flying to that branch for a while, flying in mid-air with friends for a while, looking back at the roadside station, how like visiting a paradise.

With the arrival of spring, the lake has turned green. Under the sunshine, the lake is green and shiny, like a flawless jade. Fish swim freely in the water, how happy and beautiful.

Spring is so beautiful and energetic. It comes from lively animals and green plants.

This is a successful attempt.

That morning, my mother cooked an egg for me as my breakfast. I hit the egg hard on the table and its skin broke. At this time, I suddenly had an idea: this boiled egg is so fragile, how can we not let it fall black and blue? So I asked my mother to cook three eggs for this interesting experiment.

At first, my mother suggested that the smaller egg head should be washed down first. I threw it down according to my mother's method, only to see the eggs fly down like shells. Bang, the first egg sacrificed its young life for my experiment. The second time, I became cautious and thought: How can I keep the egg alive? How can we make the eggs not break and scatter when they are pinched? Spin ... yeah. So I turned the egg around and let go. As a result, like a meteorite, it slammed into the "earth" from the air and broke through the net. Needless to say, this egg also died heroically. I learned the lesson from the previous two times, and thought: Since the egg will definitely break if it falls like this, is it necessary to have a protective cover like people in science fiction movies? I picked up the last egg and said, "Eggs! You are my last hope! " I wrapped the eggs in layers of toilet paper, closed my eyes and threw them down. Bang, I was shocked, thinking it was broken again, but I was unwilling, so I opened the toilet paper and looked at it. Ah, the egg miraculously survived. "I finally succeeded ..." I cried happily.

This experiment is really interesting, and it makes me understand that if you want to succeed, you must try everything; When you don't understand the question, you have to explore and study it alone to find the answer that suits you and makes you satisfied.

That little yellow hat

In life, each of us has tried the taste of happiness. In class, you didn't bring a pen, so your deskmate lent you one. Being helped is called happiness. It rained suddenly, and you didn't bring an umbrella. At this time, my mother came to send an umbrella, and the concern of my relatives was also called happiness. I suddenly fell ill and had a stomachache in class. My deskmate brought you a cup of hot water and took you to the school hospital. This is also called happiness! Everywhere we live, we are surrounded by happiness and emotion.

On the way home from school one day, several of our close classmates went home together. We talked and laughed on the bus. Suddenly I felt it dripping on my head. I took off my little yellow hat and found it wet. I looked up again and found dew on the roof. The students also noticed, and quickly asked me what was wrong. In fact, I don't want to tell them, for fear that they will worry about me. But there is no way. ...

They asked me to squeeze into other places, but this idea was quickly rejected because there were too many people on the bus! Clever students immediately had a good idea, and they all put little yellow hats on my head. For a time, I was like a businessman selling hats. They joked with a wry smile: "Five dollars an hour! Pay us when you get off the bus. " There was a burst of laughter in the car.

Happiness is a stimulant, which can make you happy instantly; Happiness is an eternal fire that warms your heart forever; Happiness is a sail that allows you to sail in the ocean of love. I am grateful, I am happy!

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Article 9: Beautiful moments

The wind is whistling in the ear, and the cool wind is rippling at the tip of the nose. When you open your eyes, people become so small, and the house seems to be enchanted, which makes it much smaller, just like coming to Lilliput. Beautiful gardens are mixed with vibrant green, colorful houses are embedded in the city like candy, and traffic is like a small river. Everything looks amazing ... what a wonderful moment to open your eyes!

"Ah ..." Screams became the accompaniment here, and the roar of the machine stirred the eardrum. Don't get me wrong, this is not the place, this is the location of the roller coaster in Happy Garden. At the moment, I'm standing here hesitating whether to play or not.

Looking up at the roller coaster galloping on the track like a dragon, it looks great, but it's a pity to sit on it. But the screams of excitement stirred my cells, and the wonderful expressions when everyone got off the bus made me eager to try. Finally, I decided not to play now that I'm here. It's a pity.

After a hard wait, I finally got a seat on the roller coaster! The staff fastened my seat belt carefully and seriously, and warned me to be safe and not to move, so I went to find someone else. I resisted the tension and excitement in my heart and looked around carefully, but suddenly the scene began to shake and there was a roar in my ear. The roller coaster has started!

I don't know when I mentioned my voice. It's a little dry. My wandering hands clung to the handrail for fear of falling, and my eyes closed consciously. People screamed in my ears. At first I chickened out, but later I joined them. I don't know where my courage goes. At this time, I wish I had more hands to hold the handrail. With my eyes closed, I just feel the car spinning and I don't know what I'm doing. I was just screaming, screaming in despair, and I don't know what happened. I can't stop screaming, like a soprano. It was dark in front of me, and I kept my eyelids closed, afraid to open them.

Suddenly, I felt the screams in my ears stop and the car seemed to stop moving. What happened ... I want to open my eyes and see what happened, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'm hanging upside down in the air. I'm naturally afraid of heights. A strong uneasiness hung over me, but then the car moved again.

After a while, the car stopped again, and the breeze caressed my cheek as if to comfort me. The cool air rippled on the tip of the nose, and it smelled sober, which made me relax a lot and made me wonder where it was. After a few minutes, I finally restrained my fear, got up the courage and opened my eyes: people became so small, and the house became much smaller, as if by magic, as if I had come to a lilliput country. Beautiful gardens are mixed with vibrant green, colorful houses are embedded in the city like candy, traffic is like a river, and everything is amazing. Unfortunately, before I could enjoy the scene, the bus started again. ...

At that moment, I knew that it was not bad to be at a height. Looking at the scenery from a height is really unique!

Good moments are extremely short, but while bringing me good memories, they also tell me that defeating yourself means defeating everything.

How can you forget such a wonderful moment! It will be engraved in my memory and become eternal in my life.

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Article 10: the beauty of that moment

"Everyone loves beauty."

Yes, the love of beauty is innate. No one doesn't love beauty, and there's nothing wrong with it. In life, as long as you open your keen eyes and carefully discover every beautiful moment in life, life will become rich and colorful.

Everything loves beauty, including weeds with flowers. Turn around and look at those scenic spots, which are varied and graceful, attracting many people's attention; Then turn around and walk into the depths of nature. The fresh and clean space and the scenery of rural hills are even more fascinating. ...

Time flies, time is like water. Although it has been a long time, the projector in my mind can still bring out the charming scenery when I spent the summer at my grandmother's house and took a shower.

When my grandmother and I climbed the small slope, we could see a spring not far ahead, flying down the mountainside and surging, but when we got here, it was a little softer after being blocked and filtered by some rocks, but we could still hear the sound of the spring flying like thunder. I was immediately immersed in this picturesque beauty.

Grandma only left a sentence "You wash first, I'll go back first", and then slowly walked down the hillside, accompanied by a crisp cicada sound, and Shu Shu leisurely walked to the village.

I found a smooth and pleasing stone, sat down, put my foot into the clear green, glittering and translucent jade spring, and enjoyed this wonderful moment. After a moment's delay, I looked up at the sunset, blushed, smiled shyly, and lay lazily on the rock behind the spring, like a greedy baby, staring at the earth reluctantly and giggling. Her laughter changed the color of the spring and rocks, and the spring turned pink, and the rocks and trees reflected gold powder.

I stood in the water, and the water warmed by the sun reached my waist. The water drops are very disobedient, and they keep touching my skin, making me itchy and full of colors. What lovely water! How naughty! The sun just walked back a little, and immediately bounced back, but refused to go home, as if greedy for water, and had not played enough! The colors of rocks and trees are getting thicker and thicker, and I get dizzy when I get drunk!

I immersed my whole body in the water, enjoying the tenderness of the water and the caress of the sun. The quiet world has been broken, and the chirping sound, like a beautiful song against the setting sun and flowing water, has touched my heart, making such a quiet grove full of vitality and liveliness. What I can do now is to be quiet, not talk, and listen to the voice of nature patiently. I couldn't help but look at her again-the sun, hey! Little darling! Finally, she obeyed and walked home. Her little face is still so cute, and most of her eyes show attachment and disappointment. Oh!

I tried to float on the water, and my face was greeted by waves of warmth. A drop of nectar flowed into my thirsty skin and moistened me. The sun has gone down by half, completely immersed in the water, playing with it with nostalgia. I slowly closed my eyes, deeply intoxicated.

"It's time to go home-"is grandma's voice. Time to go. I deliberately slowed down and left the water gently, for fear of disturbing the underwater elves and the birds that have made their homes in the trees. I walked down the hillside with small steps and looked back from time to time. I found that the naughty sun will go home soon. She looks very human. I left, and her only playmate left, so I had to go home reluctantly. That's interesting. It's so innocent and lovely! "Ha, ha, ha-"There was a hearty and crisp laugh in the quiet Woods.

Birds, springs and Woods are still sleeping. Through the afterglow of the sunset, I solemnly say "goodbye" to them!

The scenery there is really beautiful, but I haven't been there since then. Because, now that grandma has moved away, the original harmonious and beautiful world has disappeared forever because of the construction.

That experience can only be a memory, but it will be my most precious treasure!

In fact, I think that even a moment of beauty can become an eternal memory!

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