Junior high school students write 600 words of grassland travel notes.

The first junior high school student writes 600 words of grassland travel notes.

During the holiday, I traveled to Longnan by car with my father, grandmother, father and friends.

Let's take the high-speed train to Lanzhou first and rent a car from Lanzhou. On the first day, we saw a grassland. My father said it was the Sang Ke grassland. My friend and I got off the bus and came to the grassland. The green grass is covered with dandelions and small red flowers. Like colored lace on a carpet. The grassland is like a green carpet, too big to see the edge. It's really spectacular! It's different from the grassland I've seen before!

Look! The beautiful prairie attracts lovely little ants. They are moving and preparing to settle down on this beautiful prairie. They may be thinking, this grassland is beautiful everywhere. Where is my home built? At this moment, the little ant stopped. Maybe their home is built here!

We stopped to take a walk on the grassland. I took a beautiful little red flower with my father's camera. It seems to be posing and saying, "Take more pictures for my companion to see." So I took a picture of Xiao Honghua and a man named Qiu Hua, not to mention how beautiful! But more beautiful is yet to come! You see, a man named Qiuhua has a small black butterfly with white spots on his wings and his wings are still flapping. It is really tempting!

We walked and walked until we came to the top of the mountain. From top to bottom, human beings seem to be just a walking ant.

Suddenly, a very loud voice passed by my ear. I quickly turned to look. It turned out to be a white horse with a Tibetan riding on it. Behind this white horse, there are two hounds and yaks in two teams. They really listened to their master!

Then I saw a cute little yak standing next to its mother. Look! She wears a beautiful little red bow on her corner! It looks so cute!

Father quickly took a picture of the little yak. I looked up at the sky. White clouds are floating in the blue sky, and the mountains in the distance are light green. Besides, we, cows, horses and sheep are pearls embedded in the green carpet. This beautiful picture is really beautiful!

This is really a happy and interesting day. I'm so happy to see so many little yaks and such a beautiful prairie. I sent photos in Gannan to WeChat group, and many people asked me where this is. I tell you, this is Gannan Sang Ke Prairie, which is the home of Tibetans!

The second junior high school students write 600 words of grassland travel notes.

"My heart is on the horizon, and there is a vast grassland on the horizon. Between the vast grassland and the sky, there are white yurts scattered by the river ... "Whenever the song" Hulunbeier Grassland "by Yang Di Zhuo Ma rings, I can't help but think of the beautiful Hulunbeier and the wetland park in Hulunbeier.

There are endless wetlands, beautiful flowers and lush trees. Walking up the stairs, you can see lovely green grass and colorful flowers. Butterflies are flying among the flowers as if welcoming us. There are many birds of different colors living here. Listening to the sweet birdsong, I seem to have come to the paradise of birds.

Walking up the steps, I came to the Wetland Park and got a panoramic view of Ergun. Looking around, white houses, dark green shrubs, silver rivers, green grasslands, golden rape flowers, blue sky and snow-white clouds form a beautiful picture.

Looking down, the horseshoe-shaped Ergon River divides the grassland into several pieces. At first, I only saw that the winding river was a big horseshoe. Then I took a closer look. Hey, every little bend in the river is a horseshoe. This is amazing.

The weather here is more magical. In the blue sky, a black mushroom suddenly appeared in white clouds, and then a small black mushroom appeared. The tour guide said: "It's raining, the black mushroom surface is a dark cloud, and the mushroom feet are rain." The surrounding white clouds, some like rabbits, some like puppies, some like ponies ... they are pushing "black mushrooms" and keep moving. After a while, "black mushroom" came to us, and the drizzle fell from the sky, as if playing with us. After more than ten minutes, the "black mushroom" disappeared naughtily.

Lying on the vast grassland, listening to the voice of Ma Touqin not far away, breathing the fresh air, looking at the blue sky, daydreaming for thousands of years, riding and archery like Genghis Khan, bowing and carving, I feel very comfortable.

The beautiful Hulunbeier intoxicated me.

The third junior high school students write 600 words of grassland travel notes.

On the grassland, I saw the rolling mountains like a jade belt; A large flock of sheep are grazing leisurely; Cattle are running; These horses are playing. There are unique yurts, sheepdogs and, of course, shepherds.

On the first night in the grassland, we listened to the herdsmen telling stories. They told many sad stories, which fascinated us. Herdsmen also remind us that it is very dangerous here, so we should always be careful. They say the scariest thing is at night. There may be wolves attacking us, we will be bitten by mosquitoes, and it will be even worse in the storm. The more I listen to it, the more terrible it becomes. I wish this evening would pass early!

The next day will come soon. What we play here is horse racing. We can also ride horses and camels. We can also milk goats and milk. Shaving wool is also fun! These things are hard to experience in the south. In order to better experience riding, I hired a horse trainer to ride at the racecourse here, which is also a dark horse farm. Before getting on the horse, the trainer told me some precautions. I got up the courage to get on the horse. At first I was afraid. Later, under the guidance of the horse trainer, I gradually mastered the essentials. I tightened the reins, picked up the whip and hit the horse, and the horse galloped quickly. I found it very interesting. Just when I was proud, the horse flew into a rage like crazy. When the trainer saw it, he gave a whistle. The whistle was like magic, and the horse stopped obediently. I kept practicing for a long time and finally learned it.

In the next few days, I experienced milking the goat and shaving the herdsmen. The herdsmen here are very hospitable. For the first time, I tasted steaming authentic horse milk and juicy roast whole sheep.

The trip to the grassland is really interesting!

The fourth junior high school students write 600 words of grassland travel notes.

Everyone has their own dreams. Some people dream of becoming a tennis player galloping on the court, some people want to be a singer with infinite scenery, some people want to be a teacher who teaches and dispels doubts, but I have a dream of running freely on the grassland. During the summer vacation, this beautiful vision is getting stronger and stronger, and the scene of the vast prairie running quickly often appears in front of my eyes. This wish has taken root in my heart, and I am longing for it.

In my dreams, I always dream of the beautiful prairie, which reminds me of a poem: "The sky is grey and the fields are vast, and the wind blows and grass sees cattle and sheep." In this desirable "paradise", I am most eager to see horses. Suddenly, a group of galloping horses appeared in front of me. All horses are fat and strong. Their fur has many colors, including brown, white and black. Strong horseshoes run on the grassland, making a gurgling sound, kicking their hind legs hard and running very fast. And that long furry tail, like a little girl's braid, keeps swinging and is as leisurely as a swing.

On the grassland, there are still many men riding horses galloping past, and the horse barked twice briskly and left me. I dreamed that I was riding a fine horse and running leisurely on the grassland. These green weeds also dance with the wind, showing a beautiful dance. Long-haired goats passed me in droves. Their steps are so neat and orderly. They are noble and dignified. Cows walk leisurely, bow their heads and eat grass. At this time, someone came to milk them. They contribute their own things, eat grass and milk.

In the evening, white yurts are sparsely dotted like pearls scattered on the green carpet. I lay comfortably on the grass, and the steed lay beside me, telling me: "The grassland is happy, and you can be free on the vast grassland. I was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in front of me and watched the happy eagle spread its wings and fight in the sky, flying towards its dream. Although this is just a dream, I would like to sleep in it for a long time.