Because there are mushrooms under the pine tree, we went straight to the pine tree halfway up the mountain. The sunshine in early autumn is very warm, because it rained just the day before and the air is very fresh. Each of us picked up a stick and walked carefully. My parents used to think I was afraid of danger and never let me pick mushrooms. This year is my first time picking mushrooms, and I am very excited. When I came to the pine forest, my father told me that mushrooms grow easily in wet grass and pine leaves, so I pushed them aside with a stick and looked for them slowly, and told me to follow them and pay attention to safety. I carefully fingered the grass with a stick as I walked, but I couldn't find it. Suddenly I heard my father say loudly, come on, here's one. I rushed over. Sure enough, a small yellow umbrella stood on the pine needle leaves on the ground. It's really beautiful. I took it off excitedly and put it in a plastic bag beside me. We walked on, and soon my father found another one, so did my mother. I am in a hurry. Why can't I find it? I stopped and searched carefully from near to far. Suddenly, an umbrella head leaked from the green moss under a pine tree not far ahead. I found it. I ran over screaming. This is really a ... I picked it up and was about to turn around. I found another one beside me. I turned around and there were a few more. I shouted excitedly. Here's a pile. My parents hurried over and saw several. Dad says it's humid here and mushrooms like to grow in piles. There should be some around here. Let's find them again. Sure enough, we found many mushrooms in this small piece, and I also found two other kinds of mushrooms. My father told me that the yellow mushrooms were found first, and the sharp red mushrooms were picked later. This kind of mushroom is more delicious than yellow mushroom, and it is not easy to get worms. There is also a kind of gray mushroom with thin umbrella leaves, which is poisonous mushroom and must not be eaten. That's great. I not only picked mushrooms, but also learned a lot.
Finally, the bag was full and we went home. At home, grandma praised us for picking up more. Grandma dried the mushrooms and told me to stew them for me next time. I think it will be delicious, because I picked it myself. Looking forward to that day coming soon!