Searching for the Foot of Spring

March in Yangchun is a good time to go out to search for spring. Teachers seem to understand our minds, organized the sixth grade students spring outing, to explore the footsteps of spring in nature.
Early in the morning, the students came to the school ahead of schedule and discussed the topic of “spring outing” in the classroom. Some students took out their cameras to take pictures in the East and take pictures in the west; some students poured their snacks on their desks to carry out “elimination activities” early; some students even forgot all about their early self-study time and took out poker cards to fight with their desks.
After breakfast, under the guidance of the teacher, the students carried their backpacks and hurried downstairs to the front of the car. The “belly” of this giant is not spacious, but you let me, I let you, one by one, get on the car in an orderly way. The bus started! The long motorcade traveled along the street, and our hearts were galloping along with it. In the carriage, the excited students took pictures of teachers, classmates and scenery with their cameras. At this time, I do not know which boy began to sing a song we are familiar with, so everyone responded, along the way floating our happy songs. Just as we were able to sing vigorously, the teacher suggested that we review the ancient poems we had learnt before so as to prepare for the poetry recitation contest. The ancient poems depict spring in so many colors that “Juju”, “Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple” and “Searching for Flowers by the Riverside” make the breath of spring more strong. Suddenly, a female student got sick, and all the students reached out to help. “Quick! Keep this mint candy in your mouth and you won’t get sick!” “Come on, take my medicine for carsickness! Make sure you’re ready soon!” “You face out the window! Breathe the fresh air out of the window!” Under everyone’s enthusiastic “service”, carsickness effect God. Strangely slipped away. What a false alarm!
I was enjoying the scenery outside the window when I suddenly felt a flash of light in front of me. I rubbed my eyes and fixed my eyes on a vast field of rapeseed flowers. The sun shined on the petals, and they became more and more dazzling and charming, like spring girls’brocade clothes woven for the earth. The beautiful golden color makes Mother Earth look much younger.
An hour later, we finally reached our destination, Sanhe Reservoir. When we got out of the car, we were like a group of newly emerged sparrows flying around curiously. The teacher had no difficulty in bringing us together. The distant mountains seem to be shouting to us: Children, welcome to nature! In a twinkling of an eye, we entered a forest. On one side are magnificent cliffs and rocky rocks. The mysterious caves witness the vicissitudes of the years it has experienced. At the foot of the mountain, there are thick reeds growing in clumps. The slender green leaves seem to show off to us: Look! How beautiful I am! There is also a trickle of springs, clear and incomparable, but they do not know where they come from. On the other side were innumerable trees, tall and straight, with the majesty of a general, standing beside the path in the woods. The teacher told us that the name of the tree was Metasequoia. Soon, we came to the dam. Green grass grew on the sloping dam. As soon as our toes touched their soft bodies, we were all energetic. We climbed up desperately in order to win the first place in the climbing competition. However, I just climbed half of the exhaustion, collapsed on the lawn, can only watch your classmates catch up with me, scrambling to catch up. Several male classmates won the championship, standing on the top of the dam cheering, the voice echoed between the mountains for a long time. I simply lay on the dam, looking at this wonderful spring scenery, is so pleasant.
Next, a poetry recitation contest was held among the sixth grade classes. Every class is arranged in a neat square array. Everyone is full of passion, describing ancient poems in spring one after another. The voice of reciting ancient poems is higher than one wave, and the call of spring is echoed between heaven and earth. Many students have come forward to use cameras to capture this happy time, fixed the happy moment.
Roaming in the natural embrace of the end of the journey, the students brought back a good mood. Goodbye! Rapeseed Flowers in Yanhe Field! Goodbye! Mountains in Sanhe Reservoir! Goodbye, Search for a Happy Journey in Spring!