高高的青山、清澈的溪水、清新的空气不能只在我的梦里。我踏上旅程,到了我日思夜想的山里。一下车,新鲜的空气扑鼻而来。我贪婪地呼吸着,似乎要把这满山的空气都吸人体内。旁边的哥哥姐姐早就等不及了,纷纷跳下车去爬最近的一座小山。哥哥踩着石头,两三下就“飞”上了那个长满花草的小山。姐姐则小心翼翼,每走一步都停下来看看,生怕哪块石头松动了,她 Tall green hills, clear streams, fresh air can not only be in my dreams. I set foot on the journey, to the mountain I think day and night. Get off the car, fresh air from the nose. I breathed greedily, as if to take the air from this mountain all over my body. Next to the older brother and sister could not wait, have jumped off the car to climb a hill recently. Brother stepped on the stone, two or three times on the “fly” on the hill covered with flowers. Sister cautiously, stop at every step to see, for fear of which piece of stone loose, she