Chinese'', a profound word, is everywhere. It is like a sweet glass of wine, which makes people memorable; Like a clear spring, it moistens our dry heart; Like a beautiful landscape painting, an ugly duckling flew into my jungle. I pity her inferiority and delicacy, I appreciate her frankness and frankness, and I cherish and comfort her wet wings more. Can you believe it? Such an ugly duckling will really become a proud white swan in the dense jungle. As if you were there!
China people are having an outing. When I was in the third grade, my teacher took us for an autumn outing in Baishishan. Maple leaves are as red as fire all the way, falling magnificently, which reminds me of a poem by Du Mu,' Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. A journey, a beautiful scenery. We finally came to the top of the mountain and had a panoramic view. I finally tasted Du Fu's' Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that all other mountains appear in the sky. ! Chinese is like nectar, which moistens my heart all the time!