My national day
In my national day, I had reached my home. I left the school because all of my classmates had left the school. I do not like be alone. This vacation was special. I had my plan for my mom.
On the October the 1st, I would clime the hill with my mom because my mom always was stressful and unhealthy. I chosen the Fang hill which was an famous hill in our town. It looks like square so all it-Fang hill. We were climbing slowly. I think chatting was the most important things. When we had walked 200 meters, we saw a temple in our front. It was my mom’s favorite. She believed Buddha. We also could take a break. In the temple, there are many interesting and humor pictures on the wall. But there are only two Buddhist monks in the temple. One is young, the other is old. About half an hour later, we left the temple. We went on our journey. There are many kinds of flowers and trees cover the hill. The air is fresh. My mom was happy like the child. She had too busy to relax herself. When we climbed the head of the hill, the son was going down. We must go back quickly.
When we reached home, my father had prepared our supper. What a beautiful day!
