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In this season of autumn breeze, we ushered in the 61st birthday of the motherland, and I would like to say to the motherland: Happy birthday!

Today, I came to the street with my parents, and the street was really full of lights and traffic! The warm sun shining on the human body further exaggerated the festive atmosphere, my mother held my hand, and me? Hold Daddy's hand!

It's a harmonious family. From time to time, the people on the street cast envious glances, as if they thought: How nice it would be if my family and I could do the same!

When we arrived in the city, my mother led me to a clothing store, where I was met by a smiling aunt who smiled at us and said, "Wow! What a harmonious family!

Shopping for clothes? I smiled and nodded. My mother said to my aunt if there was any suitable clothes for me to wear, and the aunt wore my mother to a clothes rack, and then picked out a piece of clothing, checked it on me, and then said to my mother:

How's this one? My mom smiled at me and said, "What do you think?"

Me! Not bad! Anyway, I look good in anything!

Whatever! I said nonchalantly. Mom smiled at me:

You go and give it a try! I nodded. At this time, my father said impatiently

What to try, you are not idle! My mother said angrily: "Are you so impatient to accompany the baby out to buy clothes?"

How did you become a father! My dad looked at me and said helplessly, "Oh."

I was glad to hear that, because they loved me so much! "That's it! How much does it cost?

Mom asked. My aunt said to my mother: 60 yuan!

My mom said to her, "50! To sell or not to sell?

The aunt said helplessly: "Okay! "My mom took out $50.

Auntie took a handy bag and put it in. And he said to me, "Huh?

For you to come back often in the future! I nodded, hehe! The first one went so well!

Later, we went to another store and bought a pair of pants.

In the companion of the sunset, we bathed in the washing of the morning glow, in which the 61st birthday of the great mother also came to an end, and we stepped on the morning glow to return home. We are very happy on this National Day!

Write something that you find funny, haven't you left the house? Liang Cha's construction of this world is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of eyes to discover beauty, you can definitely write it with an oak, you don't have to rely on others, come on!

The autumn sky is very high, as if Pangu is still holding the sky and the earth; The sky was so blue, it was as if a painter had painted blue paint in the sky.

Autumn is the harvest season. Soybeans, corn, and sorghum are all ripe, and they are so tired that they bend over.

The autumn sky is very high, as if Pangu is still holding the sky and the earth; The sky was so blue, it was as if a painter had painted blue paint in the sky.

The leaves of the poplar tree are a little yellow, and when the autumn wind blows, the poplar tree sways, as if it is old, and it can't stand on the fruit, leaving the sweetness to people, but it is gradually yellowing and aging.

In the lawn of the campus, the grass sneaked out, like a green uniform for the earth; The beautiful school building whispered to me, "I'll shelter you from the wind and rain, you have to study hard." "The scenery around me seemed to say to me

We've got the results, do you have them? Let's race! ”

Only the willow girl bowed her head and was silent, very sad and sad. The crops comforted her: "Although you have no fruit, you have a beautiful figure, and you bring beauty to people." The Willow Girl finally smiled.

Autumn is so beautiful, I love it!

Autumn view.

Autumn is coming, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the leaves are starting to change.

When the wind blows, large leaves fall from the trees, and the ground is full of dry leaves, and when you walk on it, you make a "quack".

Sound. There is a lot of rain in autumn, and it is always tick-tock, which is harmful.

I can't go anywhere. But the air is fresher and no longer dry.

Now, as soon as the rain stops, the autumn is crisp and beautiful.

Autumn is the harvest season, and the fruits are particularly abundant. There are red apples.

Fruit, sweet pear, sweet orange, orange and orange.

Banana....... I love bananas the most, I can eat one banana in three bites.

I love this fruitful autumn.

Holding it up, stacks of heavy poems, caressing the ink marks that have been soaked over the years, smelling the faint ink fragrance emitted between the lines, an inexplicable sentimentality breeds naturally, I have never had such a feeling, and I never thought that I would be so stranded in my memory. Now, the sound of crisp raindrops lingers outside the window, so elegant, so leisurely, so soft, and so sentimental. I was silent, meditating, what faded the color of my life?

What faded the ink of my emotions.