Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise 1 In the long river of memory, I have a unique paradise, that is, the ocean library of books.
Every time I finish my homework, I will go to my paradise as long as I have time. Every time I go in, I am so familiar. Stepping on the antique stairs, you are greeted by a sea of books and knowledge, which records 5,000 years of civilization, the long history of the Chinese nation and the spirit of China.
In the book of teenagers, DuDu brought me into her happy kingdom; Xiao Doudou took me into the Eight Snow Gardens; Harry Potter took me into the secret room; The Monkey King brought me into water curtain cave; Bronze brought me into their small village.
I remember a sunny Sunday in Wan Li. I went into the library happily after breakfast. I took a copy of Little Doudou and put it on the shelf by the window. I am like a greedy spider, sucking the delicious food in the book. I forgot time and hunger and was attracted by one book after another. I didn't realize it was late until it was dark, and I couldn't bear to put down my book. As soon as I got out of the library, there was a drizzle in the sky, which soon wet my hair, but I was still refreshed, because my heart was full of books, which enriched my knowledge, cultivated my sentiment and broadened my horizons.
Books are the ladder of human progress, and books are the ocean of knowledge. I can't extricate myself, addicted to the ocean of knowledge, addicted to the plot of the story, addicted to the joys and sorrows of the protagonist.
I like my unique paradise, because it brings me happiness, knowledge, strength and hope, and I travel freely in this paradise of knowledge.
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise. When it comes to heaven, people often turn to exciting amusement parks, fruitful orchards and splashing beaches, but my paradise is grandma's vegetable field. Listen to me next!
Grandma's vegetable field is very large, with several acres of land. Morning glory and pea flowers scrambled to climb the fence, and purple and pink flowers bloomed on it, adding a touch of color to grandma's garden.
In spring, the flowers next to grandma's vegetable garden are in full bloom. Come on, let's build a beautiful little garden in grandma's vegetable field! When my sister gives the order, my sister's followers have to obediently follow. We pulled out a lot of wild flowers and weeds from grandma's vegetable field and transplanted them into a clearing in grandma's vegetable field. But the next day, a group of hateful chickens ate all the flowers and plants in our small garden! Therefore, my sister and I held a grand funeral for them!
In summer, cicadas call lazily in the trees and butterflies dance on cauliflower. Yi Yi, Xin Yi, help pull out some vegetables in the vegetable field! But we don't know which is cabbage and which is spinach, so we have to pull it out casually. Grandma laughed and cried after seeing it.
In autumn, corn grows vigorously and becomes a good place to hide and seek! If you happen to wear yellow clothes, that would be great! Hiding in the yellow corn bush, it seems to be integrated with corn, and almost no one can find you. Finally, I couldn't find the person I was looking for, so I had to shout where are you? I can't find you! There you are, grinning in the cornfield.
In winter, the vegetable garden is white. Snowflakes seem to have covered the vegetable garden with a silver blanket. Snowman, I'm coming! My sister and I ran to the garden with buckets and shovels. We had a snowball fight and made a mini snowman there and had a good time. Although our hands are red with cold, we don't care at all. I asked my mother mischievously: Mom, what color is the snowflake? Mom said without thinking: white. No, it is red. Look, my hands are red!
Grandma's vegetable fields have unique scenery all year round. Everything is revived in spring, full of vitality in summer, pleasant in autumn and snowy in winter. Grandma's vegetable field added a touch of bright color to my childhood.
Write a composition about My Paradise in about 500 words. Childhood is like a beautiful song, and this song is drawing to a close. When the last key falls, our childhood is over. ...
I still remember my childhood paradise ... that was my grandparents' yard. Because my parents go to work, I have been living in my grandparents' house. I didn't leave there until I was six years old.
I remember it was a sunny morning, and there were no children to play with me. I had to dig a hole more than one and a half meters deep in grandpa's yard, and then I went to do other things. However, not far away, I heard a bang, like the sound of a big pumpkin falling from the sky. "oh! I want to eat pumpkin! " I hurried back to the hole I dug. There were some pumpkins in it. Grandma didn't see them when she was hanging clothes, so she fell in. I asked my grandmother, "Grandma, are you going to make a pumpkin?"
Grandpa heard this and ran to me and asked, "Pumpkin? Where did you get the pumpkin? " "Grandpa, here is a big pumpkin. Her name is grandma! " "What? Your grandmother is a pumpkin? I have to look at it quickly! " Finally, grandpa saved grandma. He said he thought grandma was practicing rolling! Because of this, grandma's leg is broken, so it will be fine to keep it for two months.
As soon as grandma's legs healed, I pestered her to play with me and tell me stories. Finally, she didn't put it away. She was lying on a long chair, trying to change her posture, but she forgot that the chair was narrow and fell off it again. This is not good. Mom and dad know. I was scolded, but I was happy to think: another pumpkin fell to the ground.
When I was six years old, I was pulling out the flowers my grandfather planted outside the door. Father came and said he would take me to the estuary. No matter how I cried, I went anyway.
Now I'm back here, it's another day full of flowers and a very sunny morning, pestering my grandmother to tell stories, although my mouth is not so neat.
Six years ago today, I left here. Today, six years later, I am back here. The piano next door played again, with a beautiful melody, and finally the keys fell quietly. ...
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise. In April and March, the grass grows and the flowers bloom. In this vibrant season, I came to the place where I grew up and brought me happiness, that is, the children's park.
Entering the west gate of the park, the lush evergreen trees come into view, and the flowers on both sides compete for each other, which makes people dizzying.
Go north along the stone road in the park and come to the goldfish fishing pool. I can't wait to pick up the fishing rod and bait and start my trip to Jiang Taigong. Fish are always greedy. As soon as they put down the bait, the goldfish gathered around to bite. When they saw the fish biting the hook, I quickly lifted the pole. Ha ha ha, the greedy man wagged his tail and jumped into the bucket. So I happily caught one, two, three fish! .
Of course, there are many amusement facilities in my paradise. Sky plane, pirate ship, bumper car and flying chair are all places where I can play. Through the long corridor of the park, I boarded the sky plane in the East Square of the park. With the roar of take-off, I got into the pilot who defended my country.
Unidentified invading aircraft found ahead! Press the red button, the plane will instantly rise to the highest place and move at full speed; Press the green button, lock the invading enemy aircraft to launch missiles and expel them. I flew to the scene, enjoying the happy time of flying in the sky, and gained a sense of honor in defending my motherland.
Then, I boarded the pirate ship and started sailing in the vast sea. The pirate ship swayed up and down. Although it is dizzy and its center of gravity is unstable, I still hold the rudder tightly, with the left rudder full and the right rudder full. Ha ha ha, I braved the wind and waves and went forward bravely!
In my paradise, you can hear laughter across the sky, and you can enjoy the gorgeous scenery of the four seasons; You can fly like an eagle or swim in the deep sea like a shark. It is really hard to forget!
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise. This winter vacation is a bit special. Because of the COVID-19 epidemic, we all stayed at home and couldn't go out. Therefore, the balcony has become my paradise.
There are so many interesting things on the balcony! There is a pot of evergreen trees, a pot of "smooth sailing", a bottle of green basket, a bottle of wintersweet, tortoise, shrimp, tadpole, a toy hut and a small bookshelf!
In the morning, I stood on the balcony and watched my parents go to work. When my mother comes downstairs, she always turns around and waves to me and says, "Go home and remember to study hard!" " I will immediately run to the small desk and start my homework for the day; After lunch at noon, I came to the balcony, lying in the toy hut, with soft plush toys on the pillow, smelling the flowers and basking in the sun, squinting slowly and falling asleep; Afternoon is my busiest time. When I woke up, the first thing I did was to water the flowers and help them tear off the dead leaves and throw them away. But my mother said that you can't water the flowers and plants every day, or you will drown, so most of the time I can only talk to "little watermelon" and "little melon". Don't think "small watermelon" and "small melon" are delicious. They are my little turtles. When we went out to play last summer, I pestered my mother to buy it for me. They are beautiful. One is pink on the back, and the other is blue. Sometimes when the weather is cold, a person will feel scared at home. At this time, I will forget my fear when I talk to them. Of course, when I talk to them more, there is no topic. After all, this is just my "one-man show". At this time, I can only find a book from the small bookshelf to read. Reading is the most time-consuming thing, because I often finish reading a book before dark, and the footsteps of my parents come home on the stairs.
Balcony, my indoor paradise, I really like you!
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise. The lotus pond in my hometown is my paradise. It is quiet but not noisy, full of energy but not ostentatious.
In spring, the snow melts and everything recovers. Occasionally a few tadpoles swim in the lotus pond. The sparkling river reflects the blue sky like a mirror. I stirred the river, which was cold and cool. At this moment, my sister came. She pointed to the distance and said, "Look, brother! Dragonfly! " I looked around and saw a dragonfly standing on the sharp corner of a small lotus leaf. It is really "Xiao He only shows sharp corners, and a dragonfly has long stood on it". Ah, how touching!
In summer, the warm sun shines lazily on the body, and a green world is panoramic. There are several frogs on the lotus leaf, and the air is filled with the fragrance of lotus. There are several long clouds in the blue sky, and dragonflies are also increasing. Some danced in the air, some swam in the water, some stood on lotus leaves ... We sat on the boat and picked lotus leaves. The wild lotus is bright green and the lotus is as white as snow. A bite is sweet and crisp! In the evening, the air is mixed with flowers and moisture, moist and fresh, sweet and warm. Close your eyes, the lotus pond in the evening is so dark and quiet, with occasional insects and birds singing, and life is so affectionate.
In autumn, the weather gets cold. When I walked to the lotus pond, I only saw a piece of residual lotus. The fruit trees along the river absorbed enough water and produced big and red apples. Apples grown at home are very healthy. You can eat them when you pick them from the trees. Apples are crisp and juicy, and they can be made into juice! In autumn, we don't like drinking water very much, only drinking apple juice! ,
In winter, the north wind whistling, we and adults get on the boat, adults dig lotus roots in the river, and we transport them on the boat. After we get the lotus root, we will wash it in the pond. When we have dug enough lotus roots, we will draw them back and put them at home. Although it was farm work, we had a good time. In the evening, adults make lotus roots into ribs lotus root soup and add some river crabs. Don't look at these two dishes, they are actually delicious!
When I came to my paradise, I understood a famous saying: there is no shortage of beauty in the world, but there is a lack of eyes to find beauty. Dear friends, open your heart, release your passion and find your own paradise!
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise. When it comes to heaven, I believe everyone thinks of amusement parks, rooms full of toys and so on. There are no toys in my paradise, only books by my loyal friends. You must have guessed where my paradise is. Yes, that's my study.
Walking into my study, you will see a big corner desk in the corner, which is made of wood and the color of logs. There are many grids and drawers on the table. I classify study books and tutorial books. There are learning tools on the desk. Next to the desk is a bookshelf, and the books on it are arranged neatly according to the types. There is also a rattan chair swing by the wall, which is made of rattan. I like reading in this rocking chair best. There is a mural on the east side of the wall, which is full of ink paintings. Next to the ink painting, there are four characters, which are quiet and far-reaching. Under the mural, there is a guzheng, which is my favorite musical instrument. Bookshelves, desks, rocking chairs, guzheng, beautiful and exquisite wallpapers and murals are greeted with a strong antique atmosphere, as if returning to ancient times. Learning in such an environment is really refreshing!
Whenever I am free or finish my homework, I will open a book and sit on the swing chair and read it quietly. I may have no clue at first, but as long as I calm down and continue reading, I will travel in the ocean of knowledge and feel the happiness that books give me. I made many good friends from books, such as: friendly rats and kittens; Smart and brave Robinson; And want to be a golden bell jar for children. They brought me into the story and experienced many interesting things together. When you have questions, you can find the answers from books. When you encounter difficulties, you can find solutions from books. Books will never turn your back on your friends.
The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house. Let's feel the happiness brought by books together! This is my study, a paradise that can give me happiness and wisdom.
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise. My paradise is forest park. There are beautiful scenery everywhere, and I often go there for a walk with my friends.
In spring, the forest park is full of vitality, and everything is so beautiful. Look, the blooming winter jasmine is waving to us with a smile, as if welcoming us. Look at this tree again. Peach blossoms hang gracefully on the branches, like fairies on earth. There are cherry blossoms as white as snow in the distance, crowded and crowded. It's really lively! Every flower is competing in my paradise, which makes me dizzying!
In a blink of an eye, summer has come, and morning glory is blooming everywhere, with red, blue, pink and lavender ... they are like small horns. As soon as the wind blows, a wonderful symphony is played. When I came to the lake, I saw the shy lotus blushing, the green lotus leaf was like a big disk, and several naughty children were sitting on the boat peeling the lotus to eat! A breeze blew, and the graceful girl Liu spread her long green hair and danced in the wind. Ah, the paradise in summer really makes me feel very comfortable!
Quietly, autumn has arrived. Chrysanthemums in the forest park are in full bloom, some are as bright as fire, and some are as graceful as girls. Look at that maple tree standing by the road. It is fiery red, and its leaves are spread on the ground like small palms, like a golden carpet on the ground. The fruit on the tree is also red, like a small lantern. With a slight sniff, the fragrance of fruit wafts everywhere.
When winter comes, most trees lose all their leaves, leaving only bare trunks. But the beauty is still there. Looking closely, plum blossoms stand proudly and bloom in every corner of the forest park, which can not help but make people feel the beauty of winter.
No matter what season, the forest park has pleasing scenery. Shall I show you my paradise when you are free in the future?
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise. I long to live by the sea. Looking at the rough sea, I will naturally be open-minded. When the waves hit the coast, it will definitely make people feel shocked. And every time I go to the bookstore, it's like being in a quiet ocean. Bookstore is my paradise, where I can read a lot and feel life.
As Tagore said: "The library locks the boundless and rough sea and makes it as silent as a sleeping child." Bookstores are far more powerful than libraries. Among all kinds of books, there are heavy and ancient sleeping history, advanced modern technology, simple short stories and complex modern civilization.
When I walk into the bookstore, I always carefully put away my impetuous heart and carefully choose the story behind each word. In the paradise of the sea of books, every time I read, I feel sincere in playing with innocent children; Every time you read a book, it's like having a heart-to-heart talk with an old man and touching the silence between the lines. Every time I read a book, I feel that the warm words are familiar to my loved ones. Every time I read a book, it's like having a heart-to-heart talk with my friends, and my thoughts are endless.
I often walk into the bookstore on weekends, put aside the shackles of time, taste the broadness of prose and read the profundity of poetry. I don't often buy books, because even if I own books, I may not be able to own their contents. In the bookstore, I can communicate freely with books. As the saying goes, "distance produces beauty", I prefer to explore in the sea of books.
There are many readers who have the same hobbies as me, either standing by the bookshelf and enjoying Chun Xue, or sitting on the recliner and reminiscing about human accidents. Not as noisy as the commercial building. It's quiet here, even if the foothold is people in various postures. I have no leisure to sit on the sofa and read while drinking tea. But here, with a book in your hand, you will get serious, follow the context of the book and quietly go deep into the essence of the book.
Walking into a bookstore is like facing an ocean of knowledge. Overlooking, listening to the sea, diving and playing are precious experiences, and I am willing to stay in my paradise for a long time.
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise. In Haiyan, I have my own paradise-vast fields and magical Tayu Bridge.
Tayu Bridge is very long, with one end connected to Changshanhe Village, the other end connected to Liyuan Village in Yuanhua Town, and the old harbor in the middle. It is a bridge connecting Haiyan and Haining.
After finishing my homework every day, I go to Tayu Bridge with my brothers and sisters. Sometimes it occurs to me: Why is Tayu Bridge called Tayu Bridge instead of Slide Bridge? It's not called a cross-sea bridge. I want to call it sliding bridge, because we slide down the mountain, which is very cool, just like riding a jungle roller coaster (super roller coaster); I want to call it the cross-sea bridge again, because Haining and Haiyan are separated by a river, which just connects Haiyan and Haining. Isn't this a sea-crossing bridge?
I will also play with my dog Dodo and my brother Chen Chen in the fields next to Tayu Bridge. We are flying in the green fields, attracted by the barking of the puppy! Brother Chen Chen said, "Look, there is a red thing over there. It looks like a monster!" " ! Ha ha ha ha ha! I smiled and said: this is obviously a red silk plastic bag! We ran to the river with a smile. At this time, a cool breeze blew to us, as if Miss Chun were saying: Spring has come! Suddenly, we stood under the high communication tower and looked up, as if the communication tower were going to fall down and hit us. If it is, I have no signal! We went to Tanobe again. It was fun to throw stones and wood into the river.
This is my paradise! My Tayu Bridge and the field world beside it!
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise 1 1 When it comes to paradise, you will definitely think of a fragrant paradise with flowers, or a lively playground, or a beautiful West Lake, where people can indulge in it.
But for me, it's not like that at all. My paradise is a place where people can exercise and strengthen their physique. As you must have guessed, it is the playground of our school. There is a basketball court next to the playground, surrounded by dense trees. There is a bunker in the corner of the playground for long jump and shot put. In the middle of the playground is a wide lawn for playing football. The most striking thing on the playground is the runway, which is used to practice running.
Of the four, I like the runway best, because I run in this place and practice running here. Every day after school, I will go running in the playground, and I won't miss a day. I remember one time, when physical education class went to class, Mr. Lou asked us to play the timed 50-meter race. There are four people in each group, making ten groups. Our group has Mao, Xia Yixin. I posed and held my breath, with my left hand in front, my left hand behind, my left foot in front and my right foot behind. It was only when Teacher Lou gave the order that we ran out like an arrow leaving the string, and it was almost the end. The second time I ran, I got the spirit of 12. When I ran to the finish line, I found Mao, Xia Yixin still running desperately behind. I am in high spirits, thinking: how hard you work will pay off!
In your opinion, it may be an ordinary playground, but it has brought me countless happiness and happiness, growing up in happiness, which is also my favorite place to go, and I love my paradise.
My grandmother's house is a house with a front yard and a back yard. My sister and I go there for a period of time every winter and summer vacation. My sister and I call it a happy paradise.
Last Spring Festival, my parents took my sister and me to my grandmother's house early. I miss the swing and lovely ducks grandpa made for us in the backyard. When I first arrived at my grandmother's house, I couldn't wait to see them in the bamboo forest. I haven't seen them for a long time. They seem to have grown up a lot, with white feathers and pink soles and their necks swinging back and forth. That's to welcome us!
I especially like the backyard. My grandfather planted a lot of vegetables in the backyard that I can't name, and the beds in the vegetable fields were neatly arranged, green as if I were in spring. I kept asking my mother the names of these dishes, including Chinese cabbage, green vegetables, lettuce, mustard, celery, green garlic and radish ... At the end of the vegetable garden is a bamboo forest, and my grandfather separated the vegetable field from the bamboo forest with a fence, in which four ducks and two hens were raised. I remind grandpa to pick up eggs every day. Ducks lay eggs in every corner of the bamboo forest every day. Picking up eggs is like treasure hunting, which is particularly exciting. Ducks like green leafy vegetables very much. My sister and I rolled a mustard leaf of my grandfather to the root. Later, my mother asked us to find old leaves under each dish and pick them to feed the ducks. In fact, there is another group of animals living in the bamboo forest. They are sparrows, stealing grandpa's food. I said these sparrows were not good, but my grandfather said it didn't matter. In any case, grandma and I can't finish these dishes. My grandfather is so good!
Every day after dinner, I start to make a fire. Grandpa piled the old bamboo in an artificial pond without water. He got ready first, chopped the firewood into pieces, then put it in the shape of a torch, put leaves on it, lit it with a lighter, and watched it gradually change from a small fire to a raging fire. His heart is full of a sense of accomplishment. I continued to chop wood, my father added firewood, my mother sat by the fire, my sister sang and danced, as if it were a bonfire party, and our laughter echoed over the yard. ...
For me living in the city, my grandmother's yard is full of freedom and joy, which makes me yearn for it!
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise. My paradise is a small park in my hometown, where the environment is beautiful and it is a good place for people to play after work and study.
The park is full of tall trees, such as pine, poplar, begonia, apricot, peach and apple trees. When spring comes, the park is always full of refreshing flowers, and peach blossom, apricot blossom and winter jasmine are in full bloom. There are many flowers that I can't name, and they are scrambling to add luster to nature with the seasons. In spring and summer, every time I walk into the park, colorful flowers are dazzling and overwhelming. Autumn, this is the world of fallen leaves. Thick fallen leaves are as soft as stepping on a thick carpet.
Park is not only a beautiful environment, but also a happy paradise for children. There is a rockery in the corner of the park. Climb the rockery and get a panoramic view of the park. Whenever I come here, I always see bold boys, climbing up and down like monkeys and moving like lightning.
There is a river at the foot of the rockery. Whenever you pass by, you can see small fish swimming around happily. I always stop at this time to catch one and take it home. In summer, beautiful white geese and lovely ducks also like it here. Sometimes, we crouch by the river and feed ducks and white geese with steamed bread and vegetable leaves. They know us well and are never afraid. Once, a few friends and I just squatted down, and they swarmed and kept shouting: ga ga ga ga ga, as if to say: feed me, feed me! Even the arrogant mother white goose changed her old attitude, kept silent and went forward bravely. The more anxious they are, the less we give. They jump up and down, and we laugh our heads off. Stumbling along.
On weekends, the park is very lively, with people dancing on the Little Square and singing and playing chess under the pavilion. At this time, our children will be more active, and we can run and jump freely here, without scruples or worries.
Here I can enjoy life and feel the beauty of nature. I like it here, my paradise!
Write my composition about paradise in about 500 words 14 My campus is located in the embrace of the beautiful moat of Juguo. There are my footprints, my stories and my growth. Campus is my paradise.
There are four bright and spacious buildings and a wide and clean playground in our campus. The campus is surrounded by green trees and flowers, which is very beautiful.
In spring, Mr. Chun came to my campus by white clouds, warmed our frozen faces with soft breath, helped us take off our heavy cotton-padded clothes with slender hands, and put on new clothes for flowers and trees. The whole campus is full of the breath of spring, and everywhere is full of vitality. We sang and danced on campus, and the campus became our paradise, full of vitality.
Cicada, the messenger of summer, squeaked to report to us. Summer is coming, flowers are redder, grass is greener, butterflies are flying, as if playing with classmates. From morning till night, my classmates and I study and make progress together in this paradise of red flowers and green leaves.
Unconsciously, the hawthorn trees on campus are full of fruits. Autumn has come, and Ginkgo Garden is like handfuls of small yellow fans leaving mother tree's arms, fluttering and falling to the ground, which is really beautiful. At this time, we will make a creaking sound when we step on it. Some students also picked up some ginkgo leaves to make beautiful bookmarks. Ah, the golden autumn moistens our hearts, and we laugh and grow together in the golden paradise.
Autumn quietly left, and naughty brother Dong came. He whistled and scattered heavy snow all over the sky, making our heaven crystal white. We seem to have entered the silver fairy tale world. We are running, jumping, making snowmen, having snowball fights and laughing in the campus.
Ah! My campus, you are so beautiful all year round. Here are my growing footprints, my happiness and dreams. You are my paradise, and I will always like you!
Write a composition about 500 words about my paradise 15 My grandmother lives in a small mountain village in Ruyang. There are mountains and waters behind her house, which is beyond description. It was my childhood paradise.
In spring, everything recovers, the ice and snow melt, and flowers smile on the green carpet all over the mountains and make the green carpet more beautiful. The spring breeze is blowing gently, which makes me feel particularly comfortable. At this time, my friends and I will go to the back mountain to climb the mountain and play hide and seek. In spring, all the animals wake up. When we go to plant trees in the mountains, we often see weasels, rabbits, grasshoppers, sparrows and other small animals. When the small tree grows up, we can enjoy the cool under it, and the squirrel has a new house.
At the turn of spring and summer from solstice, we will plant crops such as watermelon and melon.
In summer, my friends and I played a water fight and caught fish and shrimp in the stream beside the village road. I found some stones of the same size by the river to play gobang. When the watermelons and melons are ripe, we will put the watermelons into the natural refrigerator and ice them for half a day. It tastes sweet and refreshing!
In autumn, wild vegetables, golden corn and fiery sorghum are all our playmates. When these crops were ripe, the adults began to be busy again, and we spent night after night in the fields. Xia Hong in the distance and the returning birds are our good friends.
In winter, the back hill of grandma's house is more beautiful. The endless snow covered the mountains, as if they were covered with a white fur coat. Legend has it that if someone is sick, he will plant a soybean seedling on the mountain, then cook the snow in a pot and let the seriously ill person drink it, and his illness will be cured. Please don't try! Because when I was a child, I thought: if you plant all the soybeans in the ground and sell them in bottles, wouldn't it be a way to get rich? So, I sold the snow water in a bottle. Soon, many parents of children came to my house to complain. All right! The result can be imagined! My young mind has been greatly traumatized.
This is my childhood paradise, deeply hidden in my memory. Come and have a look!