“What a beautiful day, the sky is so blue!” Mum woke up in the morning.
“Happy National Day!” dad stretched himself on his bed. “I have a great idea,” said dad. “Why don’t we go to the countryside?”
“Hooray! What a great idea! I want to go to the Beijing Hongluo Garden, climb Hongluo Mountain and pick apples!” I shouted excited, jumping up out of my bed.
In a very short time, we got ready for everything. Dad drove us to the highway. The sun was high in the sky. Everything was glittering in the sunshine. We talked and laughed all the way.
One hour later, the beautiful Hongluo Garden jumped into our view. We all love the garden, and always have a good time there. It is situated on the foot of famous Hongluo Mountain (the Red Snail Mountain) and the northern shore of the Hongluo Lake.
We couldn’t wait anymore and set out to the Hongluo Mountain. As soon as we got into the mountain gate, a large bamboo forest came into our view, “They are very old, planted in the Yuan Dynasty.” Mum told me. We were all surprised at such green and flourishing old plants.
Then, we quickly walked into our favorite lush forest. There were thousands of old pines. They were all very tall and pointing straight into the blue sky. The air was so crisp and fresh. Dad took a deep breath and sighed with contentment, “we are taking a forest bathing!”
Soon, the path led us halfway up the mountain. “What a beautiful scene!” I said happily. Looking around, we were standing on the green mountains. We could see two glinting and sparkling lakes at a distance in the sunshine. We were all very excited and took pictures one by one.
At last, we got to the Heaven Gate. The wind was so strong, but the scenery was even more beautiful. Mum picked a bouquet of wild purple flowers and gave them to me. “Wow! How lovely these flowers are!” I said and held the beautiful flowers in my arms, enjoying the delicious smells. Meanwhile, mum took a picture secretly of me, which will be my favorite forever.
After we enjoyed the beautiful sunset, we set out to go down the mountain. Suddenly, dad shouted with his finger pointing to the sky, “Look! How beautiful the clouds are!” I looked up and saw three big white clouds floating slowly in the blue sky. “I have not seen such beautiful clouds since I came back from Yunnan!” said I.
It was such a happy National Day! I will never forget it all my life!
北京首都师范大学附属试验小学六年级（2）班 刘佳 （本报小记者）