On the last morning of May Day, I was lazy in bed. My father told me to take me to the countryside to pick cherries today. I jumped up, packed my things and prepared to go.
There are many episodes on the road. There are many people. Our car is very slow. I am in a anxious mood and ask dad again and again, when will it arrive?
After more than an hour, I finally arrived in the countryside. I can't wait to get off the bus and go straight to the cherry orchard. Looking up, thousands of fruits hang all over the branches, making the branches fall and sway. The birds come to steal the bright red fruit like the eyes of a little rabbit with red fire in its mouth. We rush to the ground and break the fruit like the broken pearl. Round cherry makes people greedy. I picked one and put it in my mouth, nodding while eating, ah! How sweet the cherry is! It's a little sour. It's delicious.
I asked my father to help me prepare the chair and bag. I stood on the chair and tied the bag to my waist. I grabbed the branch full of cherries in one hand and picked the ripe cherries in the other hand. Soon, I picked all the ripe cherries in this forest. I went to another forest to pick them again. Soon, I picked a bag.
On the way home, I sing all the way!