Story composition that is not worth going to the country.

Travel story tabloids consist of 300 words.

During the holiday, the whole family went to go on road trip and met a boy who asked for a ride in Chengdu Expressway Service Area. The boy introduced himself as Song, a junior. He also showed us his ID card and student ID card. Song's polite speech left a good impression on us, so we agreed to his request.

Along the way, my family and I talked a lot with this young man we just met. After arriving in Xi, I had to part ways with Song Xiao. Before leaving, Xiao Song suddenly offered to invite us to dinner. He was a little embarrassed to explain that the treat was to thank us for taking care of him along the way, but because of limited funds, we could only find a small restaurant with good reputation from the Internet.

We were very moved and went to the appointment with pleasure. After a simple meal, we said goodbye. Before I left, I slipped 500 yuan money and a business card into Song's backpack, and then I forgot about it.

Not long ago, a stranger suddenly added me as a WeChat friend. After verification, the other party suddenly sent me a WeChat red envelope and left a message saying "Happy birthday to Jiajia!" Jiajia is my son's nickname, which happens to be his birthday in the solar calendar. I opened the red envelope in surprise. The amount is 500 yuan. I opened the other person's head and looked at it carefully. It turned out to be Xiao Song! Song said that after dinner that day, he only had less money than 200 yuan, and had planned to stay in Xi 'an for a day or two before going back to school. I didn't expect to get my generous gift. He not only successfully traveled to Xi 'an, but also went to Xianyang. After returning to school, he has been working part-time, not only saving enough money for his next trip, but also giving Jia Jia a birthday red envelope (Jia Jia revealed his birthday when they chatted).

I can't help asking him why he insisted on inviting us to dinner when the funds were already insufficient. He told me a story.

Shortly after entering the university, Xiao Song joined the school's donkey friend club and became fascinated with travel. Because I am a student and my family is not rich, I can only choose the way of poor travel. After a long time, I summed up many strategies to save money, such as evading tickets at scenic spots, taking a ride and staying at villagers' houses. ...

Once in Zhengzhou Expressway Service Area, Song Xiao met an enthusiastic Brother Hu, who drove a Land Rover and wore top sports equipment. So Song Xiao went over to strike up a conversation, hoping that the other party would give him a ride. Hu Ge readily agreed. Along the way, the two chatted very speculatively, and Hu Ge invited two meals. When leaving, Brother Hu said seriously, "Young man, please invite me to dinner."

Song Xiao thought he heard wrong. But Hu Ge insisted, and Xiao Song reluctantly agreed. Brother Hu chose a hot pot restaurant nearby, ordered tripe, fish balls, beef and mutton and various vegetables, and then buried himself in eating. Song also accompanied him with many worries. After dinner, Song crustily skin of head took out his wallet from his pocket and settled the bill, feeling wronged and resentful. Brother Hu seemed to understand his emotions, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young man, traveling is a good thing, but eating, drinking and having fun is not necessarily a good thing." I have been listening to you say what others have given you all the way, but I don't know what you have done for others. If you feel so comfortable but have no gratitude, what can you do if you travel all over the world? "Say that finish, Hu Ge drove away, and Xiao Song ended his trip ahead of schedule and bought a return ticket with only a few tens of dollars.

Xiao Song said: "Since then, I have been reminding myself to travel with dignity. I no longer evade tickets, and my sole purpose is to save money. And I have developed a habit of inviting everyone who has helped me to have a meal, even if it is only a roadside stall in 10 yuan. "

Thoughts on 700 words (present situation and history) in the composition of You Han Gu Guan

On New Year's Day, seven of us went to Hanguguan for a trip. I have long been eager to go to Hangu Pass, because I know from the book "The Warring States" that Hangu Pass is one of the earliest Xiongguan fortresses built in the history of our country. It used to be the ancient battlefield where war horses neighed, and it is known as "one person can keep it, and ten thousand people can't force it". It is the birthplace of the Tao Te Ching written by Laozi, a great philosopher, thinker and founder of Taoism in ancient times.

Through the window, I saw cars parked on both sides of expressway. Needless to say, they all traveled to Hanguguan, and it took a lot of effort to find an empty parking space. After getting off the bus, looking around, there was a sea of people, and we crowded into Hangu Pass with the crowd.

Dawn platform: the dawn will never stop.

Just entering the customs, I heard a rooster crowing while walking. Strange, is there a chicken farm here? So, I pulled everyone together and ran away when I heard the sound. At the foot of the mountain, I saw a poem written on a sign:

Jimingtai

The cock crows between heaven and earth,

The pastoral escape of Hanguguan.

Jane Na Xiang magically,

Anecdotes throughout the ages constitute beautiful conversation materials.

I'm mom, fourth uncle and fourth grandmother! Isn't this the story of Meng Changjun's "cock crow and dog thief" during the Warring States Period? I immediately told them this story with everyone on the steps: "Listen to me, this place was an important place for Meng Changjun to escape from Qin during the Warring States Period. They escaped from Qin with the method of' crow and dog thief' ... "At the top of the mountain, my story was over, and everyone knew the story of' crow and dog thief'.

When I arrived at Jimingtai, I saw Jimingtai's pavilion. There is a stone tablet in the middle of the pavilion, on which the story of Ji Ming's dog thief is written. The pavilion is painted with pictures of the story of Ji Ming stealing dogs, which reminds me of the story of Ji Ming stealing dogs again and rekindles my fascination with the story of the Warring States Period. I decided to read the story of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period again when I got home.

The cock crow keeps ringing in my ears. I ran to the "rooster" statue, but it couldn't send out the sound source. Where did the cock crow? Finally, I found the corner in a very hidden place on a tree. So this is it, which makes it hard for me to find it! I also heard my mother say that in the temple next to the "rooster", people put one-yuan coins into a small hole, and when one is put in, the rooster crows. Because someone has been throwing, there has been a rooster crowing. Ha ha! Because of the story of the cock crowing and the dog stealing food, the cock crowing attracted many tourists. It's true that roosters sing all over the world!

Taiji Palace: the Source of Taoism

After that, we came to Taichu Palace. Legend has it that Yin greeted Lao Tzu to Hangu Pass, saluted Lao Tzu and begged Lao Tzu to write a book for him, so Lao Tzu wrote the Tao Te Ching with 5,000 words here. It turned out that people built the Taichu Palace here to commemorate this event. Therefore, the outer wall of Taichu Palace is covered with Tao Te Ching. Looking at the Taichu Palace from a distance, there are unicorn, lion, tiger, rooster, hunting dog and other rare birds and animals on the eaves, with different expressions. Walking into the main hall, I saw Laozi, the Eight Immortals crossing the sea and all kinds of immortals, which were very vivid and unforgettable, so this place also made me unforgettable.

Entrance building: Xiongguan fortress

Out of the Taiji Palace, go straight to Guanlou after the Sutra Pavilion. There are four closed buildings, two on both sides and two on the middle. This is the only east-west passage in this area. Standing on the third floor, I looked west and saw a valley with steep cliffs and many peaks and rocks on both sides. How nice! One person guards it, and ten thousand people can't force it! My mother told me that Hangu Pass is the throat from Luoyang in the east to Chang 'an in the west. It is known as "Tiankai Hangu Zhuangguan, the eternal Chen Jingbei".

In Hanguguan, my favorite places are Jimingtai and Taiji Palace. These two places not only remind me of the story of the Warring States period, but also let me deeply understand the story of "cock crow and dog thief". Taichu Palace reminds me of the Tao Te Ching we have studied, and I have seen the true face of Laozi. This trip to Hanguguan on the first day of the Lunar New Year really benefited a lot!

Hanguguan, you are like a diplomat of Lingbao. You let the world know Lingbao. You are like the treasure of Lingbao. You lead Lingbao to the world. Beautiful Hanguguan, I love you!

The 800-word composition tells the story of several places in Hangu Pass.

Ha ha! School exchange, goodbye! I have been traveling these days! Speaking of which, it's really a long story

On August 2nd, we came to Hanguguan with our guide aunt. I've heard the saying "One-handed, Wan Fu is beyond reproach" a long time ago. Today, I finally understand. There is a big gossip on the gate of Hanguguan, which is not spectacular, but it is very imposing.

After seeing this aggressive door, I can't wait to get in. As soon as I walked in, I felt a sense of retro. I saw a "monster" like crane, bird, bird, bird and bird. The tour guide said, "This painting represents good luck." Following the guide's footsteps, we came to the Fu Ling Monument, which seems to have experienced many ups and downs, and the things on it are already blurred. The tour guide aunt said: "The monument was dug in the Tang Dynasty, which can be said to have a long history. It is precisely because of this monument that Tang Xuanzong began to pay attention to agricultural development. "

Then, we came to the middle, and there was a big wishing tree with a red wishing rope hanging on it. So I went to worship a wishing rope, and I made a beautiful wish. I really hope it can come true (hehe … it's a pity that I can't tell you what I did, because it's impossible to listen to others).

Listening to the tour guide's explanation all the way, it turned out that Laozi was the famous book "Laozi" written in Hanguguan. This book is second only to the Bible abroad. In Hanguguan, the image of Laozi is also enshrined. At first, I thought Laozi must be very serious, but after seeing him, I think he is a very kind person!

Next, we looked at Laozi's desk. His desk is just a stone. This stone looks very smooth. It seems that Lao Tzu must study hard! There is a custom here: "touch along the circle of stones, and touch a circle is round and beautiful." Touching from bottom to top along the stone symbolizes rising step by step! "So, I began to feel happy and touched all the stones!

Later, we went to the stage where chickens call dogs to steal, and it was a close call. The city wall and the armory were like ... what a sumptuous meal!

Visiting Hangu Pass really made me gain a lot! Our long history is really not in vain! Learn from Laozi's humble style!

400-word travel writing, highlighting historical stories.

On Sunday, June 65438+1October1June 2009, I visited the beautiful West Lake with my grandfather, uncle and aunt. How beautiful the West Lake is! The beautiful West Lake is not only beautiful, but also very pleasant. There are many unique pavilions by the lake, which are in harmony with the large area of trees and flowers in the lake area. In the meantime, there is indeed a feeling of "paradise on earth". No wonder Su Dongpo lamented that "the West Lake is always more appropriate than the West Lake." It's a pity that it's winter, and I can't see the beautiful scenery of peach blossoms in Su Causeway. As you can imagine from the crowded buds of peach trees on both sides, the peach trees here are in full bloom in spring and March, and they must be particularly beautiful and spectacular. The beautiful West Lake has not only the love story of the beautiful white snake and Xu Xian, but also the imperial tablet written by Emperor Kangxi and Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty. There are also monuments built for many heroes and historical celebrities, which make people think. Qiu Jin, a woman of the Republic of China who died to overthrow the corrupt Manchu dynasty; Loyal national hero Yue Fei and his son Yue Yun. Song Wu, Zhang Shun, talented woman, Su Xiaoxiao ... The West Lake is really lively! Although it is the off-season of tourism, because it is Sunday and the weather is fine, there are still many people visiting the lake, including many foreigners of all colors. Cruise ships of different sizes are busy on the lake. Many waterfowl spread their wings for a while, and then gathered on the lake to play. Seeing their carefree scenes, I really applaud the ecological civilization in Hangzhou. Seeing so many tourists, the little squirrel in the tree ran down to join in the fun. Seeing their lovely jumps, tourists can't help but stop to see them in Doby. How big the West Lake is! The four of us walked south from Yongjinmen in the east of West Lake to Leifeng Tower, and then crossed Su Causeway from Leifeng Tower to Wang Yue Temple in West Lake, where we visited the tombs of Yue Fei and Yue Yun. When we arrived at the "Broken Bridge" in Bai Causeway, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. Although we visited the West Lake for more than seven hours, we only had a cursory tour. West Lake, I can't forget you! I will definitely come again during the summer vacation.

It's not worth visiting the garden. How can you make up a story composition?

The spring is bright and beautiful, and a hundred flowers are blooming. There are no clouds in Wan Li and Wan Li. On this day, Ye Shaoweng, a great poet, lived alone in his study, holding his arms on his chest and pacing up and down. Sometimes my eyes are closed, sometimes my brows are locked, and I really feel that there is no poem to write, which is very boring. He put on his blue robe and clogs and strolled to his friend's door.

He climbed the steps and pushed the door, but it didn't open. Then, I reached out and knocked, so I pushed and knocked. For a long time, I suddenly found a palm-sized lock hanging on the door. He smiled thoughtfully, shook his head and left. Not far away, I suddenly saw a blooming apricot blossom sticking out of the wall overhead, and two magpies were laughing on the branch, as if laughing at him. He couldn't help but stop and look at apricot branch, a charming child this spring. Looking at it, I couldn't help thinking: "This red apricot is as red as fire, extremely delicate, and the spring scenery in the garden must be more intense." My old friend seems to cherish the moss on the road in the garden, for fear that my wooden shoes will leave footprints on it and refuse me to leave the garden. "He smoothed his beard with one hand and put it behind his back with the other hand, carefully enjoying the apricot flowers.

It's not worth visiting the park.

[It's not worth going to the park (ancient poetry story) composition]

It's not cost-effective to visit the park (ancient poetry story). Shazitang Tianhua Boarding School 6 (back 1) Ban Bohan replied in spring that it's not cost-effective to visit the park when everything recovers (ancient poetry story). Flowers are blooming, mountains are green, and Shui Yang is a vibrant spring scene. There is a golden sun embedded in the blue sky, and several white clouds are floating in the air, like white sails on the blue sea. I took a good time to visit a gardener, who wrote the composition "Gardens Worth Visiting (Ancient Poetry Stories)" when he was in the sixth grade of primary school. I walked leisurely on the dark gravel road, with piles of grass and green moss in Kobanawa. I approached the garden and knocked on a simple door made of branches. There was another knock at the door in the distance, but no one answered the door for a long time. Maybe the owner of the garden is worried that I will leave footprints on the moss. I am disappointed and ready to leave. Suddenly, I saw an almond with a smiling face sticking out of the wall. I think the garden should be full of flowers, green trees and spring! I began to sing a poem casually: it's not worth visiting the park, but pity the dog's teeth, Chai Fei can't leave for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. It's not worth visiting the park. The composition is 300 words.

It's not worth visiting the garden. How can you make up a story composition?

The spring is bright and beautiful, and a hundred flowers are blooming. There are no clouds in Wan Li and Wan Li. On this day, Ye Shaoweng, a great poet, lived alone in his study, holding his arms on his chest and pacing up and down. Sometimes my eyes are closed, sometimes my brows are locked, and I really feel that there is no poem to write, which is very boring. He put on his blue robe and clogs and strolled to his friend's door.

He climbed the steps and pushed the door, but it didn't open. Then, I reached out and knocked, so I pushed and knocked. For a long time, I suddenly found a palm-sized lock hanging on the door. He smiled thoughtfully, shook his head and left. Not far away, I suddenly saw a blooming apricot blossom sticking out of the wall overhead. ...

It is not worth changing the word limit of story composition 100.

One day, I want to visit a great chess master at his home. His name is "Big Head". "Big Head" is also my chess friend. On this day, my flying pigeon sent a letter to Datou, which read: Datou, I came to your house to play chess, hoping to learn many of your "secret chess moves"! Give more advice. After a while, I received a letter from a flying pigeon with a big head, which read: Brother Ye, I'm glad you can come to my house. Please come quickly! I was so happy that I immediately changed my clothes and put on my favorite wooden soled shoes, ready to leave!

When I walked to his door, it was very different from five months. He actually built a yard, which was beautiful, but the door was broken. I stepped forward and knocked on his broken Chai Men. I knocked on the door for half an hour, but no one answered. I can only watch time pass slowly, but I can only wait. I knocked for another hour, but no one answered. I'm a little angry. I came all the way to find Big Head. He's not at home. I thought: Why didn't he keep his promise? At this time, I saw a pink apricot blossom sticking out of the wall on the right side of the yard. I think I might be bored in the yard and want to get some air! Thinking, I took a ladder, cut off the apricot flowers and prepared to put them in my yard. Hum, you broke your word!

Today, go home with a full load!

Who can rewrite the ancient poem "The Garden is Worthless" into about 400 words?

The rain that started last night in Mao Mao finally stopped. I opened the window and a breath of fresh air came to my nose. Looking at the beautiful scenery after the rain, I suddenly want to visit my friend's house. I haven't seen him all winter, and I don't know how he is now. I remember when we were at his house last year, we had a good time drinking, playing chess, chatting and reciting poems. Oh, great! And his little garden, not to mention how beautiful it is! After thinking about it, I put on my coat and clogs and hurried to my friend's house.

Along the way, bees buzzed and butterflies danced, and there was a scene of spring everywhere. Seeing this, I can't help speeding up my steps. After about ten minutes, I saw my friend's house. Near ... near ... closer ... at this moment, I seem to see all the love, the familiar faces of my friends and the smell of food and wine at the dinner table. I adjusted my clothes and stepped on the moss on the gravel road to my friend's door.

"Knock-knock-"I knocked on Chai Men, but nobody answered the door for a long time. Is it because my friends thought I was angry when I stepped on these mosses and deliberately refused to open the door for me? It's all my carelessness! What a bummer!

Just as I was leaving, there was a refreshing fragrance of flowers. Huh? Where did these flowers come from? I looked back, oh, it turned out to be an almond that had already stretched out of the wall. I was overjoyed by this red apricot, so I went to have a look. The flowers are red and white, and the petals are moist and transparent, sticking out of the wall. Looking from the garden, the trees must be covered with layers of apricot flowers, and the sun must be like dancing spring flowers. This apricot flower is not kept in the garden like other landscapes. As one of new things, it stands out from the wall. How vigorous the vitality of new things is!

The scenery in the garden must be beautiful, too: trees are shaded; Wildflowers are everywhere, with and without names, still flashing like eyes and stars; The water in the pond is crystal clear, fish and shrimp are free to shuttle and play, and colorful pebbles are clearly visible. ...

In this situation, I am full of poetry: "I should pity my dog's teeth and seal my hair, but I can't let Chai Fei go for a long time." But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.