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Visiting Friends by the River".

One morning during the summer vacation, the breeze gently blew through the window, and the white clouds drifted overhead. Outside the window, there were a few small birds chirping. In the morning, it's quiet.

As I walked out the door, the sun shone on my face, carrying the fragrance of leaves and the smell of summer. Bringing nothing, just a good mood, I came to the Yellow River. Stepping on the colorful pebbles and listening to the sound of rushing water, I met the first old friend I wanted to visit.

That gazebo was the first old friend I was going to visit. Long time no see, dear gazebo, you are like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, standing by this river for hundreds of years, right? How many tired people and horses did you let quietly cool off and rest, you didn't complain, just quietly stared at everything on the other side of the river.

The years are long, the waves are gone, the bubbles are scattered, but you are still the same.

I sat on a meadow, quietly, as if I had become a small flower. The roots that grew under my feet slowly took root into the earth, my face became a flower heart, my hair became petals, and my arms turned into tender green leaves, welcoming the arrival of summer.

Hello! Crystal dewdrops! You're blinking mischievously, are you saying hello to me?

Hello, Golden Reeds! You're swaying in the breeze to dance with me. Hey, flying butterflies, what are you up to?

I'm guessing you're also enchanted by the beautiful scenery.

When the sun and the mountains embrace, it's time for me to go home. I reluctantly left my friends by the river, said goodbye to them, and brought back a good green mood in the sunset.

Visiting friends in the mountains.

When you walk into the mountain, you will be embraced by the breeze, which smells of dew and peach blossoms. Morning, so refreshing!

I didn't take a car, I didn't invite a companion, and I didn't bring any gifts, but I walked on a quiet gravel road with a good mood to visit my friends.

That little river is my best friend. Hey, Xiaohe, do you remember me? How many people's hearts are as pure as a mirror? You illuminate others as well as yourself.

Walking into this meadow, butterflies greet me, grass calls my name, and every flower is my confidant, they bring colorful colors. Every flower smiled at me, their smile was particularly bright in the sun, I sat in the sea of flowers, a breeze swept by, quietly as if I was also a flower dancing in the flowers with the rhythm of the flowers, and we started a ** dance conference with the accompaniment of the wind and insects.

Of all the things in this mountain, which one is not my friend? I greeted them cordially: Hello, verdant woods!

The colors on your body are like rendered colors. Hello, free birds! You fly so high, do you want the most beautiful scenery?

Hello, cute bugs! Your beautiful singing voice brings vitality to nature.

Slowly, the sun set, and a flock of homing birds swept over the cloud ridge. It's time for me to go home, I wave softly, say goodbye to my friends in the mountains, and bring back a good mood and good memories.

Hello, cute little frog, you are screaming, do you want me to sing.

Specifically, I can't remember.

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