At this time, she had already run to the side of a large windmill, which was made of wood.

The four fan blades were also painted with color paint.

At this time, she looked at the sky and saw that the fire cloud was “burning” and was “flourishing”.

She quickened her pace and ran to a small bridge.

She turned back and went home.

Suddenly, she pulled herself back from her imagination.

Running | Crescent · Grade 5 She trotted all the way into the park.

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Below was a stream, and there were some flowers beside it.

The clown made people laugh constantly with a series of clumsy movements there.

On both sides of the stone slab in the park are many osmanthus trees.

At first sight, it was an acrobatic performance, and she stopped.

At the end of the performance, she continued to run.

The windmill was on a grass, many people were running and playing on the grass, and some people were taking photos beside the windmill.

It was very good.

The flowers were red and yellow, and there was a little smell.

She remembered that when she was a child, she caught a small carp while playing with water by the stream, The little carp is yellow and black.

Now she runs to see that the little carp is still there, but it has become a big carp.

There was a little yellow purple in the corner.

A clown was juggling there, and several people were tumbling on the trampoline.

On the way, some adults played with children, some elderly people walked, and some people came to run like her.

Driven by curiosity, she ran over.

One after another, the osmanthus flowers give off a strong smell.

All kinds of fire clouds had different shapes, which made her imagine: some were like a horse, some were like flames, and some were like a smiling face.

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She was about to pick one and smell it, but she was stopped by noises.

Looking at the big carp, she smiles.

By KingWay