On Friday afternoon of winter vacation, my mother and I were going to climb the mountain. We walked for two or three hours, but there was not a mountain. I was very upset.
When going out, my mother put apples, melon seeds and books in a pocket. When walking, I can read them while eating. When we walked out of the gate, it was drizzling. My mother and I insisted on going out and walking on Yuhu bridge. Cars came and went on the bridge. There were many fields under the bridge. There was a river in the middle. The river was very muddy. Boats were still driving on the river. When we walked across the bridge, I saw that the mountains had been dug flat and there were few trees. If we went on like this, there would be no tree, a mountain No, how do people live? We should cut down less trees and plant more plants so as not to cause great disaster.