Composition: Spring Journey to the Imperial Garden in the West

Spring, like a little girl, comes to the world quietly with light steps and a green blanket. Spring, like an outstanding painter, opens his colorful palette and makes the world full of vitality.

The willow tips are green, the grass is green, and the peach blossoms are red. In this season of renewal, the school organized a one-day trip to Xuanmen Bay Wetland Park for all teachers and students. When the students heard the news, they all jumped for joy

and the classroom was filled with joy!

Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, and finally looking forward to this day. Early in the morning on Friday, spring was in full bloom, and a few drops of spring rain fell from time to time in the sky. The students rushed to school in high spirits and in a happy mood. Before the time has come, the students are talking in various places, in small groups, chattering endlessly, and they don’t know what they are joking about. Around 9 o'clock, the students came to the playground one after another, stood in groups, in groups of seven and five, and set off soon. Along the way, vehicles kept coming and going, and the trees on both sides of the street looked tall and straight under the nourishment of the spring rain. Soon, after entering the gate of the scenic spot, a refreshing fragrance hit my nostrils. The teacher took us out of the car one by one, and the stone monument of "Yinggong Mountain" came into view, looking majestic.

Throughout the morning, we rested in a relatively spacious venue.

The vast sea lingers, the green trees on the sidelines line up quietly, and a few lively spring swallows hover in the blue sky. The students were admiring it. Some were playing with throwing red scarves, which seemed a bit vulgar, but still exciting and interesting; some were playing with the jumping rope, in groups of two or three, beating like an assembly line, sometimes alone. The feet, sometimes both feet, and sometimes both feet were jumping in turns, changing their positions from time to time, which made my heart move accordingly. A few people and I couldn't help but admire.

At noon, we lined up one by one, had lunch, rested for a while, formed the whole team, and set off. "Wow!" came the admiration of many students in front of them. Looking to both sides of the aisle, they could see the boundless and vast sea. Although it did not have the overwhelming momentum, it was still turbulent enough, and the sea breeze continued continuously. The wind blew gently, as if doing a welcome ceremony, and the waves beat on the shore, forming a beautiful music score. "The road is long and long." At a glance

at a glance, the sea is vast and the road is endless, like a "map of the great sea and the Great Wall." It took about two or three hours to travel, and I was on foot. Seeing how cute and ridiculous we were, the head teacher couldn't help but take out his camera and take a picture of the scene without missing a beat.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but whisper in my heart: "The sound of wind, rain, and joy can be heard in my ears; family affairs, national affairs, and world affairs, everything is worry-free"! We are like children who never grow up, so free and happy. At 13:13, everyone started to return to campus and got on the bus back. The trip was finally over. Looking out the window, in the fields, weeds like rice are swaying, as if they are saying goodbye to us. After driving for about 10 minutes, we left our destination and passed through the small cave. The tea gardens and fruit trees outside the window were so reluctant to leave and we would never leave.

At 13:45, we arrived at the school, but the beautiful plants and trees there still appeared in our minds. Thinking back on it carefully, it was both sweet and scary because we almost got lost on the way back. I took many photos with my classmates to keep these precious memories.

What a nostalgic spring outing!