有趣日记700字篇9

One Sunday my mother (Mother) had (made) me take my little young brother tothe a trip to the country. She bade me take good care of him.

While we were walking along the road, the sun was shining brightly and thebreeze was blowing gently. We saw the beautiful flowers smile (smiling) at usand heard the birds sing (singing) their sweet songs on the trees. The scenerywas indeed very pretty (beautiful).

When we felt tired, we returned home. We saw Mother (our mother) wait(waiting) for us at the door.