Writing Mashan's composition in the third grade

Today, the weather is sunny, 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 tidied up a little, and then embarked on a journey of picking bayberry. We are going to Mashan to pick bayberry.

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

We talked and laughed all the way and soon arrived at Mashan. I got off the bus and went up the hill.

There are so many Yangmei on the mountain! Yangmei, the size of table tennis, looks like a red pearl from a distance, and looks like sparks all over the sky from a distance. It is covered with branches, and the branches are bent. After careful observation, I found that all the trees around were bayberry, and all the trees were purple bayberry. I quickly called my grandfather and asked him to pick the sweet bayberry at the top of the tree. I would like to stay under the tree and help him pick up the fallen bayberry. After our careful cooperation, we picked two baskets of bayberry in the morning. In the afternoon, I thought: I should practice by myself and pick some bayberries. So, I took a stick and hit the sweet bayberry on the top of the tree. After a while, I made a small basket.

It's two o'clock. We should go home. I left reluctantly. On the way home, the lake wind blew, refreshing. The lake lapped the rocks on the shore, as if we were leaving the house.