Saturday, August 27, XX weather: Sunny
On August 1, my parents and I went to my uncle's house far away in the countryside to experience rural life. When I got there, I happened to meet my uncle picking grapes in the field. I didn't care about rest. I learned that my uncle carried a basket, took scissors, and didn't forget to lead a dog. As soon as I was ready for my worries, I followed him to the grape field with great interest. When I got there, everything was not as simple as I thought, but one question after another called me. After walking for a while, I couldn't lift my feet and walk. I still felt a little sinking. It turned out that the rainy days had made the grape field muddy. When I turned to ask my uncle to support me, I found that my uncle had gone away! I couldn't help shouting. I stared blankly at the two meter high vines. Without beating my back, I thought, "what if I get to the fork in the road with such dense and tall grapes? Forget it, I'd better push the content of this page back to you by" read. 4hw. Com. CN ". I saw my hands firmly grasp the thick and strong vines and jump up. After a few minutes of" fierce battle ", Finally pulled out his foot. Just as I was about to climb the vines and return by the original road, I was desperate again: the road could not be seen at a glance. At my "snail crawling" speed, I'm afraid I can't go back until tomorrow morning. I don't want to spend the night where the hell doesn't lay eggs. When I was in a dilemma, I thought of the dog I brought -- Maomao. I quickly untied the rope and whispered to it: "go and call your uncle. If you succeed, you will be a great hero!" it seemed to understand me and rushed out. After a while, my uncle came with a basket full of grapes. Seeing my funny look, he joked, "what are you doing? Even juggling?" then he laughed. I was so angry that I burst into tears. Seeing the scene out of control, my uncle comforted me again and again. Who knows, I cried even more. In desperation, my uncle had to pick a big grape and put it into my mouth. I stopped crying and quieted down. At this time, "Hoo Hoo" he blew two loud whistles, and another tall and powerful hybrid wolf dog "Scud missile" ran over. "Sit up and let it carry you back," said my uncle. "It?" I cried in surprise. "Yes, how about it!" "can it carry 60 kilograms of me?" "sure!" my uncle said and carried me to the dog's back. The wolf dog carried me all the way to my uncle's house. Oh, don't say. It's really good to ride a dog. If you have conditions, you can also try the taste of "flying dog upper body".