当老师的指导语一出,我很快地就进入了魔法壶的故事当中。第一幅画:我正走在一条两边长满绿树的石子路上,路的尽头是一栋飘着袅袅炊烟的房子,应该是家的方向,似乎那里也正有人在等我回去。房屋的背后是连绵起伏的青山。但是内心真的很平静,我正以壶中我的眼来看这一切,对于魔法师的到来也是浑然不知的。第二幅画:一天过去了,这时候我才发现我已经被抓进魔法壶里了,眼前是琳琅满目的水果,身后是温馨的粉色小床,可我的内心依旧觉得孤单,于是 When the teacher’s instructions came out, I quickly entered the story of the magic pot. The first picture: I was walking on a stone road covered with green trees on both sides, the end of the road is a house with curled up smoke, it should be the direction of the home, it seems there are some people waiting for me to go back. Behind the house is rolling hills. But the heart is really calm, I am looking at all this in the pot of my eyes, the arrival of the magician is also unknown. The second picture: one day passed, this time I found I have been caught into the magic pot, in front of an array of fruits, behind the pink bed is warm, but my heart still feel lonely, so