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A summer vacation to start again, I just want to take this ease my mood after a few days, mother had already ordered a devil training, learning to swim, it is a big test for me, because I'm a landlubber ", again afraid of water, so my mother didn't let me learn. The first day of learning to swim came. I change my swimming trunks, before she went to the swimming pool, see those who like fish swimming in the swimming pool, I also can't wait to go to swim, but I think of the last time I choked to the taste of water, the in the mind just can't help playing the "back". After a while the coach just call me I just slowly underground water water, then the coach told us to hold back water 20 seconds, heard the simmering water two words, my heart more nervous, because every time I suppress water are choking, I looked around, others are easily head bowed his water, I had to hold his head drill into the water. All of a sudden, I took a big breath of my mouth and swallowed it. It was a terrible taste, but I took it for twenty seconds. Swimming coach we do next foot posture, everyone has to do to coach, and I thought this would certainly make a big joke, to me, and soon everyone shots to the eyes of envy, I made a foot position earnestly, coach had said that I do very standard, heard the words, the rock of my heart finally down. The time for learning to swim was two hours, and the time soon passed, and the adventure of a class was over.

I finally tasted the sweet and bitter swimming. It is not so easy to learn one thing, but as long as you work hard, you can learn it.

Summer vacation life has quietly come to our side, when I saw the students throw rubbish casually, I will be thinking, why so much rubbish around us? It is because these people are not protecting the planet, protecting the ecology and protecting the environment. If we use litter as a habit, our beautiful city will always be a haze.

When we're traveling, don't litter. See aunt of painstaking cleaners, cleaning for us, they are in the middle of the broad road of meticulous, work hard to help us build a better living environment, especially those who drive, don't go to trash outside the window.

You trash it doesn't matter, but, but the cleaners aunt risked his life in the middle of the road to traffic to pick up the garbage, looking at their hard work under the hot sun back, my heart involuntarily aunt of the hard up the heart of admiration. So we must protect the environment, low-carbon life. Why is that?

Because our earth needs us to love, let us start from the small things around us, cherish the resources, make our life better!

One day during the summer vacation, my mother went to work. I was alone at home and wanted to help my mother with the housework. Sweep the floor, mop the floor, wipe the table, and get the water. I finally found out how hard the cleaning ladies worked, and we kept making the garbage. Protect the environment, from me, to make every citizen a good habit of protecting the environment.

Labor is the most glorious, "he" is not shameful, also not ashamed, just see you willing to do. Students, and ordinary and extraordinary only one step away, starts from me, from our side every detail, let you and I together, together create a low carbon life.

During the summer vacation, our family came to the spring city, kunming. There, we had a memorable day.

That day, came to the stone forest, we ride a tour bus tour guide walk while we speak: "there is a special ethnic minorities speak, they call girl ashimar, call the little girl a kitten, the little boy is called the dog, called big boy AHeiGe, white brother, brother jen..." I know a lot of knowledge.

To the stone forest, into the door, greeted the pieces of rock stone curtain, rolling mountains like a pair of good sisters in lined up to sing, and in the stone mountain below a piece of green lawn, lawn with a stone, a look at carefully, that stone engraved with the words, also read: as long as "love" you don't walk on us.

Before we knew it, we came to the incarnation of aemma, and there was a small basket on his shoulder, which seemed to be climbing up the hill. The guide said there was another fairy tale in it, so I asked my mother to take a picture of her in asma.

Guide and lead us to the conscience, the conscience stone is made up of two pieces of towering stone happily hold up, looks pretty triumphantly, heard that bad conscience of people pass through here, the "noble" stone will fall down and hit him to death.

We then went to the stone of cat and mouse, the cat is looking for a mouse, the mouse is hiding behind a rock, its tail has been eaten by the cat, the cat cried: "where are you? Fast die." So the mouse sang: "why is it always me?" Very interesting.

We went to see the polite stone, the elephant stone, the lungstone... The stones here are really weird.

At noon, we went to dinner, went to the food, and finally went to the hospital to soak the feet...

Apart from the separation, I still left the beautiful stone forest.

This summer holiday, I went to grandma's house again. My cousin and I played with gold. It's raining, I and my cousin head set a plastic bag and ran to play in the open water wars, the adults we can't get, only then is willing to go home in the rain like a drowned rat. Sometimes I took out my "sword" (made of wood), one by one. When I was nie, my cousin got up and started to crack. My cousin and I used to laugh. However, playing table tennis with my grandmother is an interesting thing to enjoy.

There is a table tennis table on the playground of grandma's house, and I always play with my grandmother. Grandmother played ball, waist bent, eyes staring straight at the ball, the appearance of a face of self-confidence, serious, that look like is to be a fierce competition, let me feel that my grandmother is a veteran table tennis. But my serve technology is top-notch, and my grandmother is always busy. Grandma had just started, and the ball was under the racket. Occasionally grandma would touch the ball, but the ball was so clever that the bird didn't know where to go. When it was grandma's turn to serve, it was always soft. I came for a smash and grandma lost. My grandmother, who didn't care about losing or losing, always laughed and laughed, and made me laugh unaccountable. Winning is a common thing and sometimes I lose to my grandmother.

On the day of the outside, there was another thing that I was so sure about -- mountain climbing. Every evening, the sun sets and the moon hides in the mountains, shaming up like a maiden on stage. My father and mother took me to the hill, although it was only a hill, not as tall as mount Everest, but the scenery was beautiful and pleasant. The green trees in the mountains were green and green, and I could not see what was hidden in them. The air on the mountain was very fresh. It was sweeter than drinking honey, and it was always sweet to the bottom of my heart. The people who climb the mountain have a good laugh, and they are very happy, and they watch the beautiful scenery in front of them. A scene one thing is let me happy, happy, climb a mountain of fatigue, like the mountains that layers of mist, a little bit of light, to a little bit, a little lost... At that time, I was so carefree and carefree! Happiness is as big and full as the mountain of mountains in the middle of the d)www.1mi.net(ay, and I'm holding on to it.