As soon as I entered the Baomo Garden, I saw the boiled water of the fish. I smell the flowers and hear the birds whispering and flute. When I think of the water that was drunk by the wind, I immediately say, "Water is an eye, a mountain and an eyebrow." I was intoxicated by the scenery!

I rushed to the pool with a bag of fish feed and sprinkled some fish feed. The fish swam quickly again, vying for fish feed. But they were in a hurry to pat the water, and I was soaked through. I went to another fish pond. The fish here are very clever. I throw fish feed one by one, and I can unite when I eat one by one!

My mother and I went to the fish pond again. I caught several fish in a row and then set them free. So I continued to catch fish, and suddenly I saw three fish, not two, and one seemed to be dead. I will follow them. The big fish put the dead fish on the bottom of the water, and the other swam around. Soon, the dead fish was saved. I watched them until they disappeared from my sight. Then I realized that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.