Select five 600-word high school summer vacation travel compositions.

? With the arrival of summer vacation, the barrier of summer has been opened. The following are five selected 600-word high school summer vacation travel compositions, which I carefully collected and brought to you. I hope it helps you.

High school summer vacation travel composition 600 words selected collection 5 articles (the first article)? Time always flies. In retrospect, it seems that yesterday was the time when I just finished the exam. Now, the summer vacation has passed half before you know it. In the first half of the summer vacation, I only wanted to finish my summer homework, not to review old knowledge and preview new knowledge. I'm at a loss. Therefore, I always remind myself that I can't waste any more time.

? During the summer vacation, many people will make a mistake, that is, staying up late and getting up late. In fact, I am no exception, so I wasted a lot of opportunities for morning reading. Now that I think about it, I am really stupid and lazy. It's a good thing I realized it long ago. There is still one month left, and I have to make good use of it. In fact, during the summer vacation, it is easy for us to lose ourselves. We don't know much about the good, but we know a lot about the bad. For example, bad habits such as disrupted schedules and uncoordinated eating habits. Coupled with the hot weather, you will become lazy. I don't think it's too late to save it, right? At least we still have time to change, so don't give up on yourself and don't think about it.

? Time is over, and our youth is almost over. In our youth, we should be happy and do what we like, and we can't leave regrets. This is the best. We're halfway there. Come on! We were young!

High school summer vacation travel composition 600 words selected collection of 5 articles (second article)? Autumn mornings are always so cold, and the carpet under the buttonwood is always golden. Whenever I see such a golden carpet, I can't help stepping on it. The soft feeling of stepping on it made me realize that autumn had come.

? Yes, autumn is coming. The withered grass on the grass, the golden leaves under the big tree and the wild geese flying in the sky that day are the best proof. I put on my coat and walked into the street. A gust of autumn wind blew, and I couldn't help wrapping my coat tightly. On the unknown tree by the roadside, a few dead leaves slowly fell. They are spinning and dancing in the air, which makes them tremble in the cold wind. I reached out and caught a fallen leaf. The dry texture is so clear that it looks like an old man's weather-beaten hand! So, I feel sad, because this thin leaf reminds me of the dying old man, reminds me of your pain, and makes me understand the sadness of "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night". I hate this bleak autumn.

? Unconsciously, I have walked into the field, which is indeed a completely different scene. In the field, rows of mature rice form a golden ocean. The wind mixed with fragrant rice filtered my heart and blew away all my melancholy and sadness just now. The people who cut rice in the paddy fields are all sweating with work, but their faces are filled with joy that can't be concealed. Yes, the efforts were not in vain. Sweat and hard work under the scorching sun finally brought fruitful results. Who would be unhappy? I seem to understand instantly: without autumn, how can there be the joy of harvest? No autumn, bring the warmth of spring? Without autumn, how can the seasons change? Isn't the fall of autumn leaves a kind of pride that "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more"? Autumn is a lovely season and worthy of praise. I like this fruitful autumn.

? Strolling home, there is a faint fragrance everywhere, refreshing, but I find that osmanthus has quietly bloomed. That little flower is like a sweet smiling face. It smells good! I greedily sniffed a few mouthfuls, and the fragrance of flowers immediately spread in my nose and mouth. Gradually seeped into my heart. I am intoxicated by the flowers and immersed in this beautiful autumn day. This pure flower language belongs to autumn, and this faint flower fragrance belongs to autumn. Autumn is so beautiful!

? Autumn is a harvest season, a season that makes us sad, but because of this, I gradually like this season.

High school summer vacation travel composition 600 words selected collection of 5 articles (third article)? Dawn: It was my first morning back to my hometown. Familiar and a little strange chickens and dogs bark at each other. A ray of sunshine squeezed in from the crack of the door danced irregularly on my face, and its transparent body was slightly fragrant with earth. It feels great. I stopped the naughty little guy with my hand, but I couldn't let the naughty little guy leave my body, and I barely did it. My eyes are still closed and there is a sound in my ear.

? Morning: It's time to wake up from my dream, sipping freshly brewed tea, and the faint green tea is stirred by a silver spoon. With the rising water vapor floating upward from the skirt, it fiddles with the refined dance, which is varied and amazing. A furry black and white kitten asked Bai to come to me gracefully. The origin of the name is because he has more black hair and less white hair, and I like the purity of white. What makes Bai Chao blow his own horn is that every work that can show a perfect posture always stops to take a picture and fiddle with a few hairs on his body. It also likes to rub it near my feet. I often touch its neck with my hand, and it will rub my hand. Brothers and sisters at home also like it. After a few days, it will be cooked. I shouted, "Come on, let go!" Although it runs, it is as light and elegant as a flying swallow. Once, it tripped over a stone and fell several times. I don't know which humorous brother exclaimed the image: "crazy bitch" and then the whole audience burst into laughter. After that, the little girl hid from her brother and sister for several days. Later, my sister carefully ate a few pieces of fish before it took effect. Of course, before it takes care of us, let's go to the kitchen and get the meat.

? Noon: At lunch, I don't know who started first and robbed my cousin of some meat. The little cousin also began to rob Lao Yao's younger brother. Lao Yao's younger brother drummed his cheeks, whispered something he didn't understand, and robbed everyone of their food. The funniest thing is that several brothers and sisters finally climbed onto the table, with a few leaves hanging on their faces and their mouths full. Another uncle protested in his stomach, screaming loudly, and he couldn't be more embarrassed.

? Afternoon: At about one or two o'clock after lunch, I verified an old saying: The weather is unpredictable, and the weather is changeable. Even if it rains heavily without saying anything, it is still as bold as our grandfather Sun's eyes. My sister suddenly ran out. I didn't even think about it, so I held up an umbrella and brought her back. I dripped deeply and shallowly on the dirt road, my feet were pulled out and covered with yellow mud. Another drop was washed white. Holding my sister's delicate little hand, I entered as soon as I pulled the umbrella. The rain splashed the fragrance of the soil and fell on the leaves a little, shaking their light dance: hanging flowers and small trees washed their faces, waiting for the moment when the sun shone after the rain, emitting their unique beauty.

? Night: Sleeping, quiet night, exudes a kind of quiet beauty, which makes people calm. The twinkling stars are like eyes, which make you deeply immersed in them and accompany them to sleep. The night is so gentle.

? Cold, insomnia.

? Get up and watch the rain.

? It's still light rain. I like rainy days and get wet, especially when I'm in a bad mood. It's just that it's night, otherwise I have to go out and take a good bath. Why don't I go out at night? Because I'm afraid of the dark. I was like this when I was very young. Maybe I'm used to it! However, sometimes I prefer to stay alone in a dark room. I like it even though I'm scared. I don't know why, when it comes to darkness, I think of Haiyuan love, the lonely child, the child who tries to pretend to be strong. I sympathize with her, know her and like her, although she is a character in the novel. I think, maybe I have been included in the plot of a famous detective Conan! I can't see through Ashala's melancholy eyes, but I know her shallow smile ―― she won't choose to escape again, she will become strong. I firmly believe that. Is she still studying the antidote to APTX ――4869? Or Xu Bule. I think she should learn to relax and let nature take its course. As I said, Ashara is pretending to be strong, but in fact she is a fragile and sensitive child. Zuyuan and I are children from two different worlds, and it is impossible to know each other, but I do know her. I wonder if she knows I exist. O salad, I; Me, zuhara ...

? It's raining hard. Looking down from the balcony, it was dark; Look up, it's the same. There are no pedestrians or cars in the community, and there is no light in any window of the opposite building. I can't help shivering and being scared for no reason. Suddenly feel the speed of time. I remember when I was in junior high school, the teacher often nagged about the senior high school entrance examination in front of us. I didn't think so. I thought it was far from me. However, I'm in the second grade now, and I'm halfway through junior high school. I tried my best to keep it, but it still walked slowly. Me too. I walked on the road of youth, slowly and carefully, and walked through the rest of my youth ... Facing time, I was only silent and powerless.

? I lay on the windowsill, thinking, and fell asleep in a daze.

? When I woke up, the rain had stopped. I looked up at the luminous watch. Oh, it's already 2: 25.

? It didn't rain, everything was very quiet. I feel very helpless. I want to listen to music, but I am afraid I will burst into tears. I am destined to be lonely all my life. So, I have to get used to it. Just get used to it.

? Go to sleep.

? Autumn once a year. This is really important. Autumn wind blows slowly into Luoyang city. One morning, Zhang Ji opened the window, and a rustling autumn wind blew to Zhang Ji. This bleak autumn wind actually reminds Zhang Ji of his hometown and his loved ones. Zhang Ji calculated carefully that since he came to Luoyang, he has not been home for several Mid-Autumn Festival. I've also thought about it: Every Mid-Autumn Festival, every family will help the old and take care of the young, climb high and look far, eat moon cakes and taste melons and fruits, so many ideas come to mind. ...

? So, I wrote a letter from home, telling my family that I was safe and trying to communicate with my relatives. However, there are so many words to write that I can't express my feelings on paper, but after all, it is "a letter from home is worth a ton of gold"!

? When delivering the letter, he carefully opened the sealed letter with trembling hands, read it word by word, for fear of missing something, and did not forget to say a few words when delivering the letter. After the messenger left, Zhang Jiwang looked at the back of the fading messenger, and his eyes were full of tears. His heart ran back to his hometown with the messenger and returned to his relatives. At this time, his heart felt a strange pain. Yes, he is a wanderer, he is a wanderer with pure heart! Looking at the distance, he is melancholy, longing, missing his hometown, thinking about it, thinking about it. ...

? Whenever I want to write something, my eyes always wander, and my attention may be stabilized because of you. More often, I will observe carefully. You are lucky to be my focus.

? I am impetuous, absentminded and nervously wandering in the streets of campus, repeating my life without disturbing me. One day, you quietly caught your attention. Suddenly, I found you. It was a beautiful spring. You were dressed in plain clothes in the middle of this grass that was almost integrated with you. You were a little shy like a girl, just like hiding in the seeds of love. My steps began to slow down for you.

? After a few months, I found that you are much more mature, showing your head and tail in this green color. I am always deeply attracted by you, and finally I am moved to laugh. Do you feel it? Subconsciously, I saw you put your shoulders together. You are always shy. I dare not ruin this beauty when I see anything.

? It's another sunny day. I finally have time to enjoy everything about you. You pick up bunches of pink flowers. Not much, just opening up bit by bit. These little flowers are surrounded by you tightly and rationally. See you proudly look up at everything. Did you give her vision?

? "Bang", a stone fell among you. I saw your's body rippling away from the middle, and you covered your shoulders again. Ah! So you're connected. Wow!

? I looked up and saw a little boy. He looked at these "waves" and clapped his hands and cried, "Ah! Like the sea! How beautiful! "

? The child's hasty behavior made me see beauty from another angle.

High school summer vacation travel composition 600 words selected collection 5 (4)? My father runs a plastic granule factory. This summer, I experienced my first part-time job there.

? As soon as I arrived at the factory, the dust came on my face. I immediately put on a dust mask. Going further into the workshop, I saw piles of garbage everywhere. The machines here make deafening noise, and the workers there are working in full swing.

? My father gave me the first task of shoveling particles. There are a bunch of particles on the ground, and I'm going to shovel them to the next frame. I think it's too simple! I couldn't wait for the workers next to me to demonstrate, so I picked up the shovel and began to work. I didn't expect the shovel to be much heavier than I thought. I put the shovel in the particle pile, stepped on it with my foot and lifted it with all my strength, but at this time the shovel seemed to be filled with lead and could not be lifted at all. I finally brought it up. When my hand shook, the particles inside were scattered all over the floor, and the workers next to me laughed. I am very annoyed. However, once cooked twice, I soon understood the essentials. In a few minutes, I was already sweating profusely. After working for about 40 minutes, I can't do it anymore. I ran to my father's office and asked to change my job.

? Dad patted me on the shoulder with a smile and said, "The first time was good!" " The next task is to distribute epidemic prevention materials to workers. "According to my father's request, each worker needs a bag with seven masks and three pairs of gloves. I count carefully and pack carefully. Finally, it took an hour and a half to distribute the materials of 40 workers, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. This job looks simple, but it also needs great patience!

? The first day working in my father's factory exhausted me. But look at those workers. They get up early and work hard. Look at my father again. It is difficult to manage so many things all the time. Dad gave me 60 yuan to work, and I took it out to buy popsicles for the workers. I am very happy to see them talking and laughing at dinner.

High school summer vacation travel composition 600 words selected collection of 5 articles (the fifth article)? After the holiday, our family decided to visit Tazigou.

? We drove to the gate of Tazigou, and we walked into the mountain. First of all, the mountain comes into view. These mountains rise from the ground, with different shapes, and extend into the distance with continuous ups and downs. We began to climb the mountain, along the stone-paved mountain road, through the lush forests, enjoying the touch of the warm spring breeze and listening to the gentle songs of birds. We stopped and walked and finally climbed to the top of the mountain together. From the top of the mountain, you can see the city in the distance.

? We walked down the hill along a path until we came to a river. Seen from a distance, it looks like a silver belt. Ding dong ding dong, I was attracted by the sound of the river. I couldn't wait to run to her side and bend down to look. The water was crystal clear and even the tiny sand at the bottom of the river could be seen. My mother told me that these are spring waters, which are rich in minerals and can be drunk. So I gently picked up some water and tasted it. Ah! This is so sweet that it tastes better than any drink I have ever had.

? Walking down the mountain, we came to a farmhouse, and the host warmly entertained us. The master also brought us his orchard. The melons and fruits here are fragrant and colourful. The host told us that they are all planted by themselves, pure natural, and guests can pick them at will. We not only experienced the natural scenery, but also tasted delicious fruits. We really glad you came!

? Yamazaki trees are green, springs are tinkling, and fruits are fragrant. Walking into this tower ditch is like walking into a continuous picture.