Writing Mashan's composition in the third grade

Today, the weather is clear, there are no clouds in Wan Li, and the warm sunshine shines on the earth, which makes people feel very warm. After getting up with my grandparents, I did a little trimming, and then embarked on the journey of picking bayberry. We are going to Mashan to pick bayberry.

Mashan is not only famous for its peaches and Lingshan Buddha, but also for its Myrica rubra. Whenever early summer comes, people from all over the world flock to Mashan to pick bayberry. This year, I am one of them.

along the way, we talked and laughed, and soon we arrived at Mashan. I got off the bus and went up the hill.

there are so many arbutus on the mountain! Yangmei, which is the size of a ping-pong ball, looks like a red pearl from a distance, and it looks like a spark all over the sky. It is covered with branches and the branches are bent. After careful observation, I found that all the surrounding trees are red bayberry, while all the trees are purple bayberry. I quickly called grandpa and asked him to pick sweet arbutus at the top of the tree. I was willing to stay under the tree and help him pick up the fallen arbutus. After our careful cooperation, we picked two baskets of arbutus in the morning. In the afternoon, I thought: I should practice by myself and pick some bayberry. So, I took a stick and hit the sweet bayberry on the top of the tree. In a short time, I made a small basket.

it's two o'clock. it's time for us to go home. I reluctantly left. On the way home, the wind of the lake is blowing, which is refreshing. The lake beats the rocks on the shore, as if we were leaving outside.