Tell me about a thrilling experience when I was a kid. It was the summer vacation of my second grade of elementary school, and I went to the countryside with my good friends, and we were running around in the grove, not hot at all, woods

Tell me about a thrilling experience when I was a kid.

It was the summer vacation of my second grade of elementary school, I went to the countryside with my good friends to play, we were running around in the grove, it was not hot at all, the grass in the woods was not high, we looked for "hair cone" inside, grabbed "wild grapes" to eat, and played happily.

Opposite the grove is the village vegetable patch where adults work. The good friend was happy to see her parents in the vegetable patch too, and was going to find them. But there is a ditch between the woods and the vegetable field, in fact, in the current view, the ditch is only 1.5 meters wide, but for us who are only in the second grade, it is still very wide. To get around this ditch, you have to walk a long way. I didn't want to take a detour to the vegetable field, so I told my good friend that we would arrive when we went through the ditch, so how fast. A good friend said that this ditch is full of mud, how to get past? I saw that there was mud in the ditch, but it was neat and smooth, and I said it was okay, this mud is porcelain, can step on the past, good friends still hesitate to go down. I volunteered to walk into the ditch, and took a big step, "poof", I fell into the mud, I panicked, wow! This mud is really not porcelain, I want to pull out my legs, but I can't pull it at all, the most terrifying thing is that I am actually sinking down! When my good friend saw me like this, he was scared and crying, and ran to the vegetable field to find the adult. I thought I was finished, I was only eight years old, I might be dying, and I was crying. The mud was no longer on my chest, and I kept waving my arms and struggling, when my good friend's father ran over, and a few adults from the same village, they grabbed my arm by the ditch and pulled me up together, and I could feel me being pulled out like a big turnip. The adults couldn't stop laughing, laughing at me like a little mud pig, and I cried even louder.

My mother also heard the news and rushed over, very anxious, but when she saw me in the mud, she got angry again, grabbed my arm, dragged me home, and asked me how I got it while walking, I cried and said the situation, my mother said angrily, where to go? Do you know how deep this mud pond is? No problem drowning a toddler! As soon as I heard it, I cried even harder. On the way home, I met the neighborhood bride, saw me like this, laughed, said this shape is good, this small mud skirt is really beautiful! I was amused again. When I got home, my mom pressed me directly under the tap and rinsed me. Rinse while counting down me.

This is my thrilling experience, which I will never forget.