(2) The red apple is as cute as my sister's shy smile! Those apples seem to say, little master, come and pick me!
(3) Thank you! The little mouse just wants to eat it. Suddenly, Miss Cat stopped it and said fiercely, I picked these apples, they should be mine, and you, hehe! When Miss Cat spoke, she swallowed the mouse in one gulp!
Miss Qiu came to the orchard again. There are many fruits everywhere. Oranges are red, persimmons are ripe and apples are red. Red apples are like small lanterns.
(5) The first class is Chinese. In the quiet and beautiful classroom, the teacher is writing the word apple. Suddenly, the stupid wolf shouted: no, no, the apple is round and sweet.
But apples won't bear fruit until September. Autumn in September, autumn is crisp, Newton will not enjoy the cool again.
However, no one knows whether the next miracle apple will hit me, which is a fleeting unknown!
(8) Apples are red like children's round faces; Pear yellow; Grapes, more crystal clear, really like carved with crystal; Jujube also playfully escaped from the embrace of the mother tree; Big persimmons are crowded on the shelves like small lanterns.
(9) Apple is sweet, hawthorn is sour, ginkgo is bitter, pepper is spicy, durian is smelly, and even dust has its own unique choking smell.
Grandpa quickly bent down to pick it up, and those apples rolled around as if deliberately aimed at him.