Essay about Dongxing Old Street in Neijiang

Beautiful Dongxing Old Street

Today, my father took me to Dongxing Old Street. The first thing I saw

was the crowds of people coming and going. The colorful clothes in the store dazzled me

and the flavor stalls on both sides of the street were even more eye-catching. It's hard to resist.

We continued walking forward and saw an old uncle making various

animals with syrup. There are noble peacocks

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there are cute little fishes, there are vigorous dragons, and

there are beautiful phoenixes? The old uncle put the sugar Get into the pot and light the fire.

The sugar gradually melts and turns into sticky syrup. Scoop up the syrup with a spoon,

Concentrate on painting, your hands fly up and down dexterously, and flutter left and right, as if you are reciting a poem

While painting, sometimes you are focused, sometimes elegant and unrestrained, completely Indulge in your own

world and forget everything in the world. His dragons are so lifelike that every last detail appears. The two claws

are one behind the other, the arc of the body is not rigid at all, it is graceful and rounded, and the tail is high

high and seems to have a hint of arrogance.

My sister and I were competing to see who could smoke the loudest. I walked over confidently and

did it with my hand.

With a "whoosh" sound, the turntable spun rapidly. , I shouted loudly:

"Dragon,

Dragon, dragon?"

Sure enough, with God's blessing, the pointer slowly stopped on the dragon's picture

case. My sister patted her chest and started to twitch, but as a result, she got a small butterfly

. She pouted, with a look of disdain on her face. While I wasn't paying attention, I secretly broke off half of the faucet's head. I was very angry and ran after her. She ran and made faces at me. The old streets echoed with the sisters’ playful laughter.

Unknowingly, we ran to another road, where there were clusters of flowers

Next to each cluster, a gust of wind blew, and the flowers swayed in the wind, as if they were dancing. The trees are tall and straight, like a strong young man. Butterflies dance on the flowers. I

I really want to catch a butterfly and play with it. A butterfly stopped on a leaf and gently flapped its beautiful wings.

I approached it tiptoeing,

slowly stretched out my hand.

It flew lightly, flapping its beautiful wings in the air. I was a little disappointed, but

I didn't give up.

My sister also joined in catching butterflies.

We are prepared to attack from both sides.

We walked over quietly and slowly closed our hands while she watched. I finally caught it

but seeing how pitiful it looked, I had no choice but to let it go. It dances in the wind against the sunshine, as if saying goodbye to us.

I hope Dongxing Old Street will become more and more beautiful and everyone will live a happy life