On that day, the teacher asked us to look for the footprints of spring in the school. We walked around the campus, looking east and west, and chatting while watching. Suddenly I saw an old tree with new leaves. The leaves on the tree are tender and lovely. At this time, I heard someone say something delicious, and I also remembered that my mother once said that the young leaves of elm trees can also be eaten, so I carefully looked at the trees next to me and thought, Is this elm? With this in mind, I picked some leaves with my hands and put them in my mouth to eat. Just then, the teacher came over. I said to my teacher as if I had discovered a new continent, "Look, teacher, this elm tree is going to blossom." The teacher said, "This is not an elm tree, but a locust tree." I was startled and immediately vomited what I had just eaten. My confusion made everyone laugh.

Although I ate it once, I couldn't change the taste of spring.

A few days ago, I saw a small peach growing on the school peach tree, so I picked one and tasted it in my mouth. Ah! So sour.

Although I ate the peach by mistake. I still like spring!