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A 600-word composition describing the travel experience of the second day of junior high school

A 600-word composition describing the travel experience of grade one and grade two.

It seems that my father and his friends made an appointment to go to Qiannan Island a few days ago.

In the morning, we get up at 6 o'clock. Very early. We gathered for breakfast in the capital of the century. Dad's friends and children. There are many people.

We set off, and our cars lined up like an army. There are many scenic spots on the road, and I also saw the footprints of bicycle races. Along the way, we took photos, filmed, watched the scenery and chatted. So happy!

On the way, I also passed Fengjiagou. Isn't this teacher Feng's hometown? I really want to see it. But we can't. We have to follow the army. Further on, we arrive at the former site of China People's Red Army in Qiannanyu. I saw many things from my grandfather's time: sandals, mines, etc. We all took a photo as a souvenir.

Except this place, it's already noon 12, and it's time to eat. We found a place with mountains, water, flowers and grass. We began to weigh the shelves, mutton skewers, flesh and blood, roast chicken wings and so on. The staple food is cauldron dishes. Before the meal was ready, mother and son were playing with water. Still barefoot in the water, we step on the stone, or we will slip. Because the water in the middle is urgent, maybe someone will fall into the mud. We played for a while.

You can eat now. "Mutton kebabs! Who eats fresh mutton kebabs? " Uncle Zhang shouted. "I eat, I eat!" I took one at a time, and I gave one to everyone. "delicious! It smells good! This is really professional. " I praised. After we finished eating mutton kebabs, we began to eat cauldron dishes, so spicy! But it smells good! After dinner, we played for a while, took some photos, and then went home.

A 600-word composition describing the travel experience of Grade Two and Grade Two.

Hand in hand for a while, swim a journey, see a scenery and think for a while. -inscription

A breeze blew, and my thoughts floated with it, drifting to that August, that wonderful journey.

It was the summer vacation, and my family went to Fujian to visit Hakka earth buildings. When I got off the bus, I saw an old bridge, under which was a slowly flowing stream. Stepping on the ancient bridge, the mottled traces on the bluestone board are the footprints of the years. The willow branches in the distance caressed the fish in the water intimately. Running water across the ancient bridge, making a tinkling sound, reverberating in the ear, like a pianist stroking delicate strings, is refreshing. It is really a "small bridge flowing water".

Walking across the bridge, a magnificent building jumped into our eyes. It's a Hakka earth building, scattered like orange petals. Its shape is round, because the circle stands for "round and round".

Push open the old door, walk in the corridor and feel the rich folk flavor of Hakka tulou. Glittering water drops drop on the eaves, reflecting colorful brilliance under the refraction of sunlight. The door is wooden, a little shabby, giving people an ancient atmosphere. Old people and women are knitting clothes in front of the eaves, chatting at home, and children are playing by the pool. Their voices are intertwined with loud songs. The afternoon sunshine falls lazily on the mossy stone steps, giving people peace.

I walked around the earth building and heard a few birdsongs from time to time, a quiet journey. It was getting late, and I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the ancient tulou. ...

Hakka earth building will be a jewel that shines forever in my heart …

A 600-word composition describing the travel experience of grade three and grade two.

Travel to Guilin, Guangxi with my elders this year. Among them, I went to a place called Lingqu. When I come here, I feel that the water flowing down from the mountain is clear and sweet, and the water stored in the Lingqu can be crystal clear. When I take pictures with my camera, I feel like a landscape painting in front of me. Really beautiful!

My mother told me that it is winter here and there is less water in the waterfall. If it comes to summer and autumn, it will become more beautiful here. I really want to do it again at this time.

I found a special kind of water pipe in Lingqu. It's not like our water pipe. When the tap is turned on, water comes out. It was built by hand with bamboo sticks on the mountain. There is a relatively large wooden pipe at the source. As long as the water flows into the bamboo tube and is filled with water, the wooden tube will bow its head forward and pour the water into the set sink, so that the ethnic minorities living in the mountains can wash their clothes, cook and cook with it. I think the minds of ethnic minorities are too clever. I also want to learn a lot from them!

There are many pine trees here. When we were walking, I found many pine cones on the ground. I've never seen a real pine cone. I've read it in books or on TV countless times, but this time it's from me, and there are many, many, all over the mountain.

I suddenly feel like a little squirrel in the forest, constantly looking for food on the ground. These pinecones are hidden like treasures. When I found a pine cone somewhere in the forest, it was like finding gold. I cried with joy.

This kind of fish is called "giant salamander". According to the tour guide's uncle, this fish is a Paleozoic species. It is the first generation of primitive creatures that continued to multiply during the dinosaur period. Now it is a rare species protected at the national level. This fish with feet is the first time I have seen it. The tour guide said: If you want to lift this fish, you need at least 10 people's strength because it is so long. The giant salamander is a carnivore. It can only live so long by eating yellow croaker in the mountain stream every day.

I suddenly asked the tour guide why he was called giant salamander. The tour guide said: because it barks at night, it sounds like a doll, so people gave it this name.