I learned Chinese from the mountains and forests
It is another day when the grass is green and the orioles are dancing wildly. I secretly made an appointment with my friends and rode a bicycle to a mountain forest filled with greenery and jade.
Our intrusion broke the silence of the mountain forest, and countless birdsong rang in our ears, bringing indescribable joy. I just feel that my heart is close to nature!
I have sat in suffocating classrooms countless times, looking out the window at the chimneys spewing black smoke, and describing the melodious chirping of birds with boring brushstrokes. But little did I know that the sounds of nature here can never be described as real, even if they are experienced from articles by famous writers. I have written countless times about the gurgling water and the withered red flowers with sentimental feelings. Who would have thought that there is always such a voice in the soft soil in the mountains and forests: "Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers." There have been countless times. I have sung for freedom and praised happiness every time, but I have never listened to nature so carefully. When the birds return to the nest, the warmth shown by the mother feeding the chicks; the tenacity and unity shown by the ants working together to carry the food; the intricate connections created by the trees, grass and vines... How can all of this be simple? Simply understand it from the textbook? Even the wonderful strokes of creating flowers may not be able to explain the mystery of this magical nature.
If it hadn’t been for that trip and that “daring” move, I wouldn’t have been so excited and happy to write the words that made me so excited with the writing style of flowing clouds. I wouldn’t have relied on this To praise myself, I proudly and faithfully said: "In the vast mountains and forests, in my close relationship with nature, I discovered a lot and understood a lot. I understood this famous saying with the purest heart: 'Chinese The connotation is equal to the denotation of life. '"
Who dares to deny: Chinese language comes from life.