Weekend diary (300 words, usually at home)

As follows:

On a weekend morning, my father pulled me out of bed. It turned out that today we were going to climb a mountain to watch the sunrise.

Under the leadership of my father, we arrived at the foot of the mountain smoothly. I looked up and saw that the mountain was as tall as a giant. He stood majestically. He seemed to be laughing at us: You can climb up. ? I determined my climb. It was okay at first. The flowers, plants and trees were still sleeping. I asked about the very fresh smell, so I climbed up hard. After finally reaching the mountainside, I was exhausted and panting.

Looking at the place where the top of the mountain is still far away

I feel very discouraged. The sky started to get bright and the sun was about to come out. The clouds on the horizon slowly turned pink. The most beautiful scenery was right in front of me. I mustered up the courage to continue climbing up.

Finally I reached the top of the mountain, the breeze blew, and I suddenly felt less tired. At this time, the clouds in the sky became more and more red, and the sun also emerged from behind the clouds

It was red and very beautiful, and my father and I couldn't help but be fascinated. It turns out that all the effort is worth it. The sunrise was beautiful and it was such a joy to climb up.