Roasted corn_450 words
One afternoon, my father said he wanted to give me roasted corn, I was very happy, so my father and I went to their own reclaimed land to break the corn, the corn in the ground grows very big, we choose a few ripe corn to break back.
To rely on the corn first have to solve the problem of the stove, so we found four bricks in the yard, with four bricks to build a stove, the left side to put two, the right side also put two, the distance in the middle is more than a foot.
The stove is well built, and then we found a few dry wood and paper, the dry wood on the stove to build a good, with the paper on the bottom of the point of light, and so a while after the fire extinguished, left the coals of the fire, with chopsticks through a good corn, ride on the stove to start roasting.
Dad said while roasting: "Roasted corn to have patience, but also pay attention to the fire, often turning, do not bake paste." Examined more than ten minutes later, I smelled the smell of corn. Dad said roasted. We tasted very fragrant.
I think the corn that my dad and I roasted is extraordinarily delicious than the ones bought on the street. This may be the fruit of our own labor.
Comments The article is well-organized and the language is simple and natural. The young author is good at observation, is a person with heart in life. This is an inspiration to some of our children who have nothing to write about. It's not that there's nothing to write about, the key is to see you pay attention? Attention? In fact, your life everywhere interesting things, happy things, sad things, happy things, annoying things, heart things ------- hope that we do a life of intentional people.
I love to eat corn 350 words essayToday I went back home with my aunt and uncle, all the way to see the fruit, a green crop field from a distance, close to see a full corn cobs, it is drooling.
Then I remembered the roasted corn.
As soon as I got home, I went straight to the backyard and used bricks to build a rack for roasting corn.
Then I broke a corn myself.
Put on the shelf, ready to start grilling, Minqi did not take the fire things, so I picked up some wheat stalks, back to the grill, just ready to point, I suddenly remembered that I did not take the matches.
Hey! I'm not going to be able to get a match for it.
So I had to take the matches again in a hurry, and this time it was all right, and I gently scratched the matches and put them under the straw.
The fire slowly got bigger.
Wow! I was so excited, I was so excited, but suddenly there was a voice: "Hurry up and add firewood", so it was my uncle who shouted.
But I was so happy that the straw was almost finished, so I added some twigs to the straw right away.
In a few moments the fire became more and more intense.
"Snap" sound, a corn kernel into a popcorn, and then a burst of tantalizing smell coming out of the nose, with a lot of experience, I know that the corn is cooked.
So I rushed to take down from the grill, peeled the skin, only to see a grain of yellow corn appeared in front of my eyes, a bite of sweet with a slight paste flavor, very tasty.
Eat barbecue essayToday is the weekend, we decided to go out to eat some good food, where to eat it? Finally we decided to go to the Golden Hans Beer City to eat barbecue.
By noon, I set off with my dad and mom.
We came to the Carrefour supermarket, which is the biggest supermarket I've ever seen, with all kinds of daily necessities.
We took the long escalator to the Golden Hans Beer City on the third floor of the Carrefour.
Wow, it's so big here, with all kinds of snacks and refreshments in the center, and there are so many kinds of juices alone, such as pineapple juice, hawthorn juice, orange juice, and so on, which is really rich.
We first found a seat for four and sat down.
At this time a waiter came over and served us menus, we ordered two adult meals and one children's meal.
Then took our own plates for juice and various snacks.
I had pineapple juice, my dad had orange juice, and my mom had hawthorn juice.
We also took watermelon, oranges, bananas and other fruits to form a fruit platter.
In a short while, it was time to serve the roast.
In a normal restaurant, the waiter serves the food on a tray.
Not so here.
We saw many waiters wearing bowler hats and suspenders and jeans, dressed as American Western cowboys, with long braziers in their hands, wearing all kinds of barbecue, coming to our table and cutting a slice of barbecue for each person with a knife.
Each waiter had a different piece of barbecue on his hands, including barbecued chicken wings, barbecued beef, barbecued salami, barbecued chicken hearts, and barbecued cod, as well as barbecued bananas, barbecued pineapple, and barbecued corn.
Before long, my plate was piled high.
My favorite, grilled chicken wings and grilled corn, I was full in no time, and there was still a lot of grilled meat left to come up.
After the food was all served, I was so full I couldn't eat any more.
If I keep eating, my stomach will explode! I was so full today that I didn't feel hungry until the evening, and I couldn't even eat dinner.
Although the barbecue meat is very delicious, but can not eat often, because these foods are meat, eat more easy to get fat, on their health ...
Essay Title I like cornI like corn Once mid-autumn arrives, the corn in my hometown is ripe.
As far as I can see, the boundless verdant cornfields are beginning to turn grayish-yellow, and in the cool autumn winds, "Shalala" chanting, a harvest scene.
Looking at not only remembered when the corn is not ripe.
In the spring, the field sown on the full corn seed, in the spring manna feeding, corn sprouting, growing a piece of tender green leaves, within a month, the corn seedling will be half a man high, thick corn stalks in the dew of the moisturizing, look extraordinarily spiritual.
The narrow leaves are like green ribbons, dancing in the breeze.
After careful care and absorbing the essence of spring, it was summer in a flash, and the whole field became a sea of green.
As the breeze blew, the corn leaves rose and fell, like waves in the sea.
The waves are green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green, green.
Look carefully at the waves, near the bright green, a little farther away from the bright green, and then far away from the dark green, one layer after another, and finally connected to a piece of the blank with the blue sky.
In June and July, the corn stalks will proudly put the light green cob in the waist, which is the hope of the harvest ah! In the fall, the corn is ripe, the golden yellow corn field seems to be a huge carpet spread on the ground.
In the fall when the corn is ripe, when the farmers see these huge corn, they all have a joyful smile, they can not wait to break off the delightful corn, put into the empty car, slowly behind the tricycle has been piled up like a small mountain, the driver had to go home a trip to put down these corn, and then come back.
Although this process is very tired, but they always have a smile on their face, so they make a trip back and forth to pass the hope.
The corn is golden, and it's a favorite.
Stepping into the corn field, wrenching a few picked fat dolls into the basket, although the whole body by the corn leaf brown pain and itch, but the happiness of the heart so that I forget the difficult.
Wrenching corn is fun, and there is more art in corn.
Corn contains a lot of nutritional health care substances, in addition to carbohydrates, protein, fat, carotene, corn also contains riboflavin and other nutrients.
Experts on corn, rice, wheat and a variety of staple foods such as nutritional value and health effects of the various indicators of comparison, the results found that the vitamin content of corn is very high, for rice, wheat, 5 to 10 times, and the nutritional value of special corn is higher than ordinary corn.
For example, sweet corn protein, vegetable oil and vitamin content than ordinary corn 1 to 2 times higher, "life element" selenium content is 8 to 10 times higher, which contains 17 kinds of amino acids, 13 kinds of higher than ordinary corn.
I like the corn in my hometown, and I like the fields that feed the corn in my hometown even more.
Grandma is over 60 years old, but she is still as flexible when she breaks the corn.
She grasped the connection between the corn cob and the stalk with her left hand, and clutched the cob with her right hand and pressed down hard.
Snapped, a fat corn cob was broken off, and Grandma casually threw it into the basket.
Then she grabbed a stalk of corn on the side with her left hand and clutched the cob with her right hand, and with a pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop.
And the unburdened corn stalks swayed easily behind Grandma.
I saw the itchy palms, just like my grandmother, break up, who knew with a soft muffled sound, the corn cobs are drooping down, but it is on the stalks refused to come down.
I twisted as hard as I could, or no use.
In the end, I had to follow the example of the mouse and use my teeth to gnaw down the corncobs.
I didn't realize that this nibble had a new discovery: the original juice of the stalks is still sweet! The grandmother saw, laughed so much that tears flowed out.
She greeted me into the side, and told me the trick of breaking corn, one should be tight: the left hand to grasp the stalks and corn cobs of the joints; two should be fast: the right hand force should be sudden, the action should be fast, so that the corn can be broken down.
If the movement is slow, the juice at the connection between the corn cob and the stalk slowly flows out, and it will be difficult to break down.
I can't believe that there is such a thing as breaking corn.
I followed my grandmother's example, my left hand grasped the stalks, my right hand suddenly downward force, only to hear the snap of a crunch, ha, I broke off the corn cob! Snap-snap-snap-that's the ensemble my grandmother and I were having in the cornfield yet...
3000 word essayWhat do you want an essay about? I wrote one, I don't know if it meets your requirements Mom, I want to hear you laugh I am a deaf person who has been living silently in this world for 20 years.
I remember when I was a child, I wrote a composition entitled "If I were given three days to hear" - "If I were given three days to hear, I would treasure these three days very much.
"On the first day, I would listen to the sounds of nature, the birds singing in the trees, the robins singing, the wind, scraping, the rain, clattering ...... that would be my happy day.
"On the second day, I'm going to listen to what's being said on the TV news, so I'll get more cultural knowledge, political knowledge ...... It's a day of watching and listening at the same time, and surely that's another happy day for me.
"On the third day, I want to listen to the laughter of my parents and loved ones, because I grew up under their careful care, and got a lot of love from my parents and loved ones, and their voices are the most beautiful voices in the world, so I must listen to it, and always remember the sound of their voices, and when I grow up to pay them back properly!" The essay was very short, but it was praised by the teacher.
Later, when my mother saw the essay, her eyes were red, and she held me tightly in her arms, and the hot teardrops dripped down on my hair and on my ears ...... Parents are the most worthy of love in the whole world, and it was they who brought me to earth, and it was they who raised me.
But deep in my heart, the people I hate the most are also them.
I blurrily remember that I heard voices when I was very young, but then I don't know why, I was different from other children, I couldn't hear any voices! I lived in a world of silence! I asked my dad, my grandma, and my mom over and over again.
Dad just looked at me, Grandma just shook her head, and Mom told me that when I grew up I would be able to hear voices.
So I quietly looked forward to growing up quickly.
From the time I can remember, my parents had very little time to be at home, often working outside, and I was with my grandmother on weekdays.
Grandma kept me on a tight leash.
She wouldn't let me go out of the house to play, and she wouldn't let me watch TV, so the only thing I could play was to ride the little wooden horse.
There were no other playmates, except the wooden horse.
Sometimes when I am really bored, I will quietly play with the rice in the bucket and the water in the water tank.
Once I scooped all the water in the tank to the ground, and jumped around on the water with my bare feet.
This drove my grandmother crazy.
Now I know that when other children were young, their grandmothers would tell them stories, but I couldn't hear them, so I couldn't tell them even if they had a lot of good stories in their stomachs.
But my grandmother also has a way, when I see me shouting and screaming, my grandmother will sometimes fry Luo Han beans for me to eat, sometimes boiled peanuts for me to eat, sometimes fried pancakes for me to eat.
At that time, I gathered around the stove cheerfully watched and ate ...... After all, Grandma's eating pattern is not much, and she also has chores to be busy, slowly, her trick is not working.
And I am more yearning for the world outside the gate.
One time, when my grandmother was not paying attention, I sneaked out.
All of a sudden, a warm and gentle wind came to my face, and the sky outside was so big! There is a river in front of my house, the river is full of water, and there are white waves, the waves beat the shore boat, the boat swaying ah swaying.
In the river, there are groups of small fish swimming freely, and from time to time, the mouth to the surface of the water to spit a small bubble.
There are rows of willow trees on the riverbank, and the birds are hopping around in the trees.
I sat on a rock by the river, my feet into the soft river water, the river kissed my little feet, so comfortable! I closed my eyes, as if I heard the sound of waves lapping at the side of the boat, the sound of small fish blowing bubbles, the sound of birds singing in the trees, and the sound of the wind telling stories in my ears ...... Just as I was intoxicated, someone suddenly picked me up from behind as if I were pulling out a kitten, it turned out to be Grandma.
With the experience of escaping from home once, I can no longer shut down my pursuit of freedom.
From then on, the river will often appear in my free play.
With a thin bamboo pole to tease the water to swim in the small fish and shrimp, with a straw bolt tree climbed the asphodel and praying mantis, fishing for a few on the surface of the water to eat a few prickly diamonds to eat, pulling a few bushes in the tender needles to chew, digging a few soil in the ridge grass roots to taste, the taste of the fresh and sour and sweet, don't mention the beautiful flavor.
Sometimes I come home soaking wet, sometimes I come home full of mud, and I can't avoid a beating from my parents.
It's not that I don't remember the beatings, it's that the temptation of the outside world is too great.
Finally, one day something happened.
The mischievous and playful me, more and more will open up a new playground, that day I jumped to the shore of the boat.
I have never played on a boat, I do not know how excited ***! The boat was swaying with the water like a cradle, and my heart was swaying with the boat.
Simply two feet directly on the side of the boat, the body of a squat all the time, let the boat shaking more violent it! Suddenly, the river climbed into the cabin, my foot slipped, fell into the river, the river wrapped me tightly, in front of a piece of green in front of my eyes, not long after, I know nothing ...... When I woke up, I found myself lying on the grass, surrounded by a lot of people are looking at me, grandma on the side of the crying.
In the evening, my parents came back, and knowing this, my mom also cried, and my dad kept frowning.
After dinner, the family gathered around, as if discussing something, I just had to be on the sidelines and obediently watched them talk until very late at night.
The next morning, my mother dressed me in neat and nice clothes, and took me to a kindergarten not very far from home.
There were a lot of children in the kindergarten, and they all looked at me curiously.
We went into the office, and the teacher inside seemed to know mom, and she shook her head at us.
It was as if mom had been here a long time ago, and the teacher kept rejecting her.
Then mom led me to the teacher and asked me to bow to her.
I bowed obediently and smiled at the teacher.
At that time, I had a big brain, a small round face, thin eyes, a flat mouth, and two dimples when I smiled, and the most eye-catching thing was the two big and round ears on the side of my head.
Seeing me, the teacher's face is also smiling, but also bent down to pull my big ears.
Soon the teacher frowned again and said something else to my mom.
I think the teacher must have been saying, "We can't teach your child because he can't hear, and we really can't take him.
"No matter how much mom said, we ended up walking out of kindergarten.
We didn't go home, and mom again...
Footsteps EssayGrowing years are like running water, coming and going in a hurry.
Unconsciously, it is again the time of the year to change.
On the side of every child like me, there are joys and troubles irrigating our growth.
Happiness and worries are always two inseparable souls that shine on each other.
Almost all people do not want troubles to stay around, they just want to be happy and think that without troubles, happiness will always be with them.
There are also people who feel that there is no happiness in the world, that fate plays tricks on them at all times, and that the worries that fill their minds prevent them from imagining what happiness looks like.
But I do not think so, the Creator created the two poles of things: light and darkness, black and white, good and evil ...... only happy and troublesome together, in order to have a remorseless growing experience.
Growing up happy, missed? Hurriedly passed a year, when the clock struck zero, I grew up again.
Count the happy things of the past year, at first really can not think of.
Think again? There is! Participate in the school's military training, really interesting! School organization to go on an autumn excursion, play so happy ah! Also went to see the concert, the scene is really exciting ah! And every time I do my homework, I'm always twice as fast as the other students, and I'm already reading an extracurricular book before anyone else has finished! There are also competitions to win awards; to make new friends; festivals to receive gifts when ...... seriously think about it, just so just one year, my growth record has added so many bright and shiny stars.
This is not the "sea of learning" can learn the knowledge of literature, not in the Olympic math can understand the solution to the problem, this is like candy sweet happiness.
I still have the stubbornness of the unconvinced, and mischievous rebellion, in the growth of the brightly catching up with the footsteps of growth, hold on to the bright years.
When I think about it, I giggle, the original growth of happiness did not slip away, all by me in the bag.
I was as satisfied as candy and couldn't wait to get to my next destination.
Are the troubles of growing up a joy or a sorrow? Everything has its flaws, and it's the flaws that make it truly perfect. It's the worries that make the otherwise colorful path of growth even more gorgeous.
Growing up, is to say goodbye to the past, to say goodbye to all that I am attached to, do not want to give up.
Childhood memories of the past, each of which makes us happy, let us move.
Dolls, ice cream, merry-go-round, these beautiful things in the growth will be left behind us.
Suddenly waking up from a dream, I cried for my mom.
Mom said, I grew up, to be independent, can not rely on others.
The partners around me and I grew up together, I found that they understand me less and less, and often say bad things about me; teachers are not as concerned about me as before, but there is more and more do not understand ...... I experienced a lot of things I am afraid of, I hate, and I do not understand why there are so many people against me.
My troubles can not be counted, can not be rationalized, but it is this trouble taught me the knowledge that happiness can not give me: strong, understanding, tolerance ...... It is like a cup of tea, just tasted bitter, but the aftertaste is endless.
The footsteps of growth continue, it can not turn back, and do not need to turn back.
Only understand that you can not grow up for the second time, in order to grow up properly, not to live up to these years of years.
Whether it is happiness or worry, it irrigates my growth and is the nourishment I need.
How to write a third grade essay to tell my honesty storyElementary school is best for narrative essays, you can use the facts around you to become the theme, the requirements are three parts fact and seven parts fiction.
But for you can put yourself around some small things to recount some can, do not need to use how many gorgeous words to modify, can be most of the how many facts which can not be like a running account can be slightly modified.
For example, you can add prose, hyperbole, metaphor, couplet and so on.
You can have to raise the first suppression of the technique, simply put, first write you will not and then after some things you get some sense and then you know to be honest.
Example: 1. Like a flower, beautifully open in our hearts; honesty is like a star, shining in our hearts; honesty is like a small fish, swimming around in our hearts; honesty is like ...... But that time I lost my honesty.
It was when I was still in the kindergarten class, something happened in my hometown something happened in a cold winter.
This incident is still unforgettable.
In my hometown, when it snows heavily in winter, some people selling roasted corn, hot tea eggs, hot cakes, and so on, often appear at the gate of the house where I live.
On a Thursday, I was returning from kindergarten, and I passed a small store selling roasted corn, and my mouth watered at the smell of the corn.
Then, I hurriedly asked the grandmother for a roasted corn and ate it right away, without even paying.
Halfway through the meal, I remembered to pay.
So I started to look in my pockets, but I couldn't find a penny after a long time, so I hurriedly apologized to the grandmother who bought the roasted corn.
The grandmother was very kind and kind, and instead of scolding me, she said, "It doesn't matter, you don't have any money, go back and get it, then give it to me, I'll wait for you here.
"I heard, while thanking, while flying home.
As soon as I got home, I rushed into my room and looked for money.
But I couldn't find a penny for a long time.
It happened that a very good friend came to me to play in the snow, so I left the money behind and went to play with him.
When I got home after playing, I remembered that I hadn't found any money to give to the grandmother who hadn't roasted any corn.
So I asked my grandmother for five dollars to give to the grandmother.
But by the time I got there, the grandmother was long gone, and I didn't have my corn money to give to her.
I thought, "It's okay, the grandmother will come back tomorrow.
It's okay to give the money to the grandmother again tomorrow.
"I thought about this, and I went home.
But I never saw the grandmother again, and I never had the chance to give the money to her.
Through this incident, I realized one thing: honesty is sometimes a firm agreement.
What you set out to accomplish today, you have to accomplish today.
A covenant made to do something without canceling it has to be done.
If you set a date for returning it, return it on time.
If you don't keep your integrity and throw it away, then you will spend your days like years, be distracted, be absent-minded, and have trouble sleeping and eating. ...... Through this incident, I understood a truth, but I regretted it very much.
Regret what? Regret should not be dishonorable to run to go to play.
Until now, I still regret this thing.
2. Integrity is the most beautiful quality of human beings, the most holy flowers in the depths of the heart; integrity is the wealth of mankind, which can make the world a better place; integrity is the fire, we need to pass on the fire, which is a responsibility that we must shoulder in every generation.
Integrity, you do it? I have witnessed such a thought-provoking thing.
It was a Sunday when I went to buy a toy car for my brother.
In the toy corner of the mall I saw the big and small, chic car toys, so I was there to concentrate on the selection.
"Mom, buy me a car!" At this time a childish voice came into my ears.
I looked for the voice, a four or five-year-old boy was talking to his mother.
The little boy has a pair of big watery eyes, a jacket with a pair of jeans, looks especially nice and cute.
"Baby, take whichever one you want!" A middle-aged woman dressed in fashionable clothes, with a dazzling bag on her shoulder and 8cm high heels on her feet, emitting a pungent perfume odor, was pretending to be disdainful and said boldly to the little boy.
The little boy was moving this and that, and seemed to be in love with every toy car.
Suddenly, the middle-aged woman looked around, she saw that other customers were busy selecting goods, the salesman was busy introducing the goods, her cunning eyes flickered, so she quietly bent down, close to the little boy's ear and said gently: "Wait a moment you put the most expensive toy car in your pocket, you can mix through.
"When I heard that, I was furious and thought: where in the world is such a mom? I looked back at the little boy, only to see him blink and nod in confusion, but still put his beloved toy car in his pocket.
Driven by curiosity, I quietly followed them.
When they got to the cash register, the little boy touched his pocket unnaturally and looked at his mom.
His mom, on the other hand, scowled at the boy, imploring him not to touch it.
Just as they were about to leave, the little boy exclaimed, "Auntie, there's another car!" The little boy took the expensive little car out of his pocket and handed it to the cashier's aunt.
His mom was stunned and so angry that she couldn't say a word, her face was very ugly and she looked helpless.
Seeing this scene in front of me, I smiled gleefully.
The honesty of that little brother y moved me.
The little brother is so small can do honesty, which not only gives his greedy mother set a good example, but also tells us: speaking honesty is not divided into age, honesty is the traditional virtues of the Chinese people, we should spread it, let it carry forward, let the seeds of honesty blossom and bear fruit!
It cried out for help while clawing and scrambling in the water.
Just then, a big lion happened to be drinking at the water's edge and saved the little mouse.
The little mouse shook the water off his body while sneezing and said, "Ah ...... ah ...... ah, thank you big lion ...... ah sneeze! ......" The lion said, "The little mouse mouth is quite sweet ah! But ...... today I am hungry ...... how to do ah?" The little mouse scared straight shivering, busy saying: "The big ......
All the way to the song "Oh, rush to the mountain to go!" The students like just out of the cage of the birds like cheering to the back of the mountain run.
Along the way, we talked and laughed about "crazy" life, the birds were stunned, the rabbits ran away, and even the busy bees were forced to withdraw from the position.
Once at the top of the mountain, everyone is crazy to play up, crawling and rolling, simply everything, you see - some rolling on the lawn, some in the fierce guerrilla warfare, there are three or five around a piece of poker, there are braided wreaths, there are "lazy"! "girls so sex lying on the lawn sun ...... "Wow, a lot of small red fruit, why not ...... "" "Ouch! ", heard this sound, I forced to hold back laughter, busy turned around, rushed to my side Xue Yuqing Yang head: "How, I said well, my 'fixed pitch' quasi-wrong.
"Indeed, that little red fruit is not impartial, just hit Tan proud of the door of the head.
I can no longer hold back, "giggle" a laugh out, around a few girls can not care about the image of a lady, a burst of laughter.
Tan proudly found that I am a ghost, they will fight to launch a counterattack, he quickly picked the red fruit, and threw it at me, his gang of "brothers" also came to help, "bullets" to my attack, "red fruit war" more and more, and the "bullets" to me. Red fruit war" intensified, even on the sidelines to watch the war, Mr. Liu also could not hold back, joined the war.
All of a sudden, gunfire, killing sound, really can be described as a sword.
Finally, I don't know how, Mr. Liu became a target, the war directly evolved into a "bullfight".
"Ladies and gentlemen, please watch the exciting *** wrestling match.
"Natsuki took the microphone in her hand and acted as a live commentator.
"This is the last match of the year, and the two competitors are Lu Wentian and Yang Ling.
They can be over five passes and through the heavy selection selected out of the top experts, in the end who is the annual champion, please wait and see!" "Ready, start -" only to see them all staring at each other, no one dares to act rashly.
This lasted several seconds, suddenly, Lu Wentian an arrow step rushed forward, but Yang Ling agile to the side of a flash, Lu Wentian fell a "dog gnawing mud", so that the students laugh.
Lu Wentian climbed up from the ground, gritted his teeth, and glared angrily: "Ah - look at the trick!" He rushed directly to the front of the "sweeping leg", but I know that Yang Ling's foot work is very good, and then jumped, dodged a bullet.
After dozens of rounds of fighting, both sides are greatly injured.
At this point, Yang Ling took advantage of Lu Wentian's unpreparedness, and quickly went to hook his legs, Lu Wentian was not expected, a stumble, four back on the ground.
This naturally caused another round of laughter.
"Congratulations to Yang Ling for winning the championship!" "Kirikou Kirikou Kirikou!" Only to see a few humanoid monsters with pheasant feathers on their heads, brown leaves on their bodies, and swords on their waists sprang out of the bushes.
"Ah, the savages are coming!" Everyone panicked and ran to tell the others.
"Close ranks!" The teacher ordered, we had to take a few lingering return home, while walking and singing "Walking in the countryside on the road ......" we step all the way to the spring breeze, sprinkled all the way to the song.
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