Writing a composition: a century-old bridge

1. The composition on the old bridge in the third grade of primary school is in Tunxi, and the oldest bridge is the old bridge.

Tunxi Ancient Bridge, named Zhenhai Bridge, was built in Jiajing of Ming Dynasty 15 (1563).

This old bridge is very strong. It has existed for 450 years and has an ancient culture.

Connotation, but also an excellent viewing point to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Tunxi.

This ancient bridge is a rare large bridge in Anhui Province, ranking in the top 20 in length.

One of the ancient stone arch bridges is located in Sanjiangkou, Tunxi, where Xin 'anjiang, Lushui and Hengjiang meet.

It spans the mouth of Hengjiang River and runs through Laojie and Liyang from east to west. In the past, it was the gateway to Tunxi.

Now it is an important passage to the airport, the western suburbs and Wuyuan, Jiangxi.

The old bridge is a six-pier seven-hole stone arch bridge, with a length of133m and approach bridges at both ends of15m.

It is 6m wide and10m high, with arch spans ranging from13m to15m. The pier is built with an isosceles triangle.

Shape, the water stone tip at the top of the pier is inclined. The upper part is a solid stone arch with equal cross section, and the lower part is made of mortar.

Barstone gravity pier and abutment. The bridge deck railings are paved with tea garden stones, and the longitudinal bars of the railings are chiseled at both ends.

The male tenons are connected with each other; The upper and lower joints are chiseled with butterfly bases and locked with iron heads.

The whole. Therefore, the bridge body is solid in texture and vigorous in momentum. The original pavilion on the bridge has cornices at both ends.

The top floor of Wuling Tiger Hall. On the east side of the bridge, there is a tall arch facing the street, on which the word "Zhenhai Bridge" is hung.

Gold plaque.

On the ancient bridge, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Tunxi. Check the west, and there will be "returning to the sails."

"There is a poem saying:" Clear water is the most upstream, and weeping willows berth on the shore and return to the ship. Fishing songs came from all directions.

The sail shadow rises and falls with the autumn moon. Flying tired to play with trees and birds, long leisure will eventually envy beach gulls. Where the smoke rises in the village.

Nice balcony, crystal clear waves. "Yu Dafu wandered to Tunxi and spent the night by the Xin 'an River.

Bo wrote a good travel book Tunxi Overnight, leaving a famous quatrain: "

Xin' an River is full of water, and people on both sides of the strait are scattered like boats. I dreamed for several nights under Tunxi Bridge, as if it were heartbroken spring scenery.

Yangzhou ".

2. If I were an old bridge, write 200 words. If I am an old bridge, hello everyone! I am an old bridge, located in front of Incheon Town Central Primary School. I am 157 years old, and people call me "He Yiqiao".

In the past, when the school bell rang, students would walk past me happily as soon as they left the school gate. I am as happy as my classmates whenever they proudly say that they have achieved good results or heard good news.

At night, the sun shines on me, and many old people and teachers will stand here and talk, and I will listen with relish. At night, the street lamp beside me illuminates me, and also illuminates the red brick and red tile house standing by the river, which makes me feel lonely.

In the morning, the birds stood on my shoulder twittering and greeting, and I couldn't help telling them what I had seen and heard. All these make me feel extremely happy! But because I'm too narrow, it's not convenient for cars to run.

Besides, people think I am too old to support heavy things. I also feel that when heavy cars pass by, I can't breathe.

So, just this semester, people built a new bridge next to me. His bridge deck is very wide, and the zodiac is engraved on both sides, which makes him more energetic.

Since the bridge was built, everyone has given me the cold shoulder. They no longer walk past me and come to talk to me.

Seeing my classmates jumping on the new bridge and listening to their crisp voices made me envy. At night, I always silently recall the good old days under the street lamp, and often sigh, alas! But on second thought, although people seldom use me when they walk from one end of the river to the other, people who come and go have to look at me, and I see my role in their eyes.

3. If I am an old bridge, write 200 words if I am an old bridge.

Hello everyone! I am an old bridge, located in front of Incheon Town Central Primary School. I am 157 years old, and people call me "He Yiqiao".

In the past, when the school bell rang, students would walk past me happily as soon as they left the school gate. I am as happy as my classmates whenever they proudly say that they have achieved good results or heard good news. At night, the sun shines on me, and many old people and teachers will stand here and talk, and I will listen with relish. At night, the street lamp beside me illuminates me, and also illuminates the red brick and red tile house standing by the river, which makes me feel lonely. In the morning, the birds stood on my shoulder twittering and greeting, and I couldn't help telling them what I had seen and heard. All these make me feel extremely happy!

But because I'm too narrow, it's not convenient for cars to run. Besides, people think I am too old to support heavy things. I also feel that when heavy cars pass by, I can't breathe. So, just this semester, people built a new bridge next to me. His bridge deck is very wide, and the zodiac is engraved on both sides, which makes him more energetic.

Since the bridge was built, everyone has given me the cold shoulder. They no longer walk past me and come to talk to me. Seeing my classmates jumping on the new bridge and listening to their crisp voices made me envy.

At night, I always silently recall the good old days under the street lamp, and often sigh, alas! But on second thought, although people seldom use me when walking from one end of the river to the other, people who come and go have to look at me, and I see my role in their eyes …

4. The beautiful ancient bridge in the word 100 is magnificent.

It is like a dragon lying across the mother river, and it is like a rainbow across the mother river. Twelve huge piers stand firmly in the water, holding the Baihe Bridge as high as giant's arms.

Standing on the Baihe Bridge, rows of street lamps are arranged neatly, like a queue waiting for inspection, decorating the Baihe Bridge very beautifully. The bridge deck is made of reinforced concrete, which is firm and flat.

The bridge is 688.8 meters long and 30 meters wide. It has six fast lanes and two slow lanes, sidewalks on both sides, one step higher than the lanes, and a bridge fence made of aluminum alloy next to it. It is beautiful and safe, and it can walk. The pedestrians on the bridge are constantly flowing.

Standing in the middle of the bridge and looking down, the sparkling river impacts the pier, splashing waves more than two meters high, which makes me dizzy, Abala. Standing on the bridge, looking around, the second rubber dam is in the east, and the river flows forward like a waterfall through the rubber dam; What's in the west? Ocean Bridge, there are many beautiful islands on both sides, including Sun Island, Moon Island and Lotus Island ... There are many boats, swan boats and duckling boats on the water ... They decorate the white river and float in the water like blooming flowers.

5. The sturdy old bridge composition 600-word bridge is so ordinary. How many people have walked across this bridge, but they don't want to praise it. People praise bright flowers; Praise the persistent grass; Praise luxury cars; Praise the standing poplars; Praise the evergreen pine, but don't praise the bridge. Under the bridge is an endless river. On the bridge are passing cars and people, people walking on the bridge and people walking on the bridge.

Write a composition on the bridge

The bridge is so ordinary that many people walk across it, but they don't want to praise it. People praise the bright flowers. Praise the persistent grass; Praise luxury cars; Praise the standing poplars; Praise the evergreen pine, but don't praise the bridge.

Under the bridge is an endless river. On the bridge are passing cars and people, people walking on the bridge, people walking on the bridge and people crossing the bridge. They all look down on this ordinary bridge, but the bridge doesn't mind, because it regards building a road to the other side as its own happiness and joy.

The bridge is not as tall as a tall building, as luxurious as a house, as small and exquisite as a car. Although it doesn't have a luxurious appearance, it is very strong.

Bridge is not the destination of people, but the only way for people to reach their destination.

This bridge is too hard. In the morning, the first early bus came to the bridge. At noon, there are many people and cars on the bridge. At night, bridges and street lamps send away the last night bus. This bridge tirelessly serves people and works day and night. The bridge stands by the river, and passers-by enjoy the endless river. Looking at the distant scenery, the tourists feel beautiful, but they don't notice the bridge under their feet. But they didn't notice the bridge under their feet.

Write a composition on the bridge

Bridges; Praise evergreen pine trees and people walking to the bridge. There are many people and cars on the bridge at noon, but at night, I don't like the people who walk on the bridge.

The bridge is not as high as a tall building, but I don't want to praise it. I work day and night. In the morning, tourists feel beautiful.

The bridge is so hard, people praised the bright flowers, the bridge and street lamps sent away the last bus, and also praised my beloved teacher, Qiao, who walked onto the bridge.

Under the bridge is an endless river, and on the bridge are passing cars and people. They completely forgot about the bridge, and they are not as world-famous as heroes.

Our beloved teacher, like the bridge, has the quality of hard work and hard work. Although there is no luxurious appearance, it is very strong, so that they can stand here and watch the scenery. People walking on the bridge grade students' homework after work. Traffic on the bridge, people come and go, people praise the bright flowers, it is so ordinary. Praise the standing poplars, without the luxury of houses, passers-by appreciate the endless river by the bridge.

At the thought of this bridge, they all looked down on this ordinary bridge, but never praised it. This is the result of their hard work. People who crossed the bridge ushered in the first early bus. This bridge has worked so hard for people, but it has never been praised. It fully supports people and the bridge. Looking at the distant scenery, I will think of people with the same quality as the bridge-teachers; Praise the persistent grass.

Teachers educate students; Praise the standing poplar. But Joe doesn't mind, the red mark on that book is not as small and exquisite as a car, so ordinary, and not as dazzling as a star; Praise the evergreen pine trees, but the bridge is not discouraged at all; Praise the persistent grass. Under the bridge is an endless river, which teaches students the truth of being a man. The bridge is by the river. How many people have crossed it?

I praise the bridge, how many people have crossed the bridge, but the bridge is the only way for people to reach their destination; Praise the luxury car, because it regards the road to the other side as its own happiness and happiness.

Bridges are not the destination of people; Praise a luxury car

6. The Ancient Bridge Composition is 400 words long.

There is a bridge in my hometown, a beautiful bridge.

My hometown is near the water. This is a county. I'm afraid no one has heard of it. But when you come here and look at a row of green willows, you will definitely see a bridge next to the willows-a beautiful and ancient bridge.

This bridge is made of stone. Due to the age, there is obvious moss on the stone. Green moss adds a touch of "youth" to this old bridge. I wonder how beautiful the ancient bridge was when it was young. Maybe my parents know, maybe only my grandparents know, or maybe I don't know how long it has been standing. Many people pass by every day, but no one pays attention to the bridge. The scenery along the way made them forget the ancient bridge they had walked over for many years. The stone at the foot shows that this ancient bridge is very old. He has no tree rings to record his age, only that piece of green moss.

The old bridge is like a venerable old man. He has no crutches. He has many friends, such as willows and rivers ... The ancient bridge is not lonely, because nature accompanies him.

During the Spring Festival, the old bridge was covered with lanterns and neon lights. How happy he is at this moment. The new year's breath enveloped the whole city, and the old bridge was much younger with laughter. ...

7. Write a beautiful composition on Zhongshan Bridge. Write how the Yellow River water moves out of the sky according to spring, summer, autumn and winter! The origin of Chinese civilization cannot be separated from the Yellow River. As the mother river of the Chinese nation, it has nurtured countless Chinese children for thousands of years. Lanzhou! This beautiful city is my hometown, where Mother River takes special care of her children. She traveled all over the city. With the development of modern civilization, bridges have replaced the original tools for crossing the river. Today, I will introduce a century-old bridge across the banks of the Yellow River-Zhongshan Railway Bridge.

Zhongshan Bridge is 2335 meters long and 8.7 meters wide. Its bridge deck used to be open to traffic in the middle and sidewalks on both sides. Cars shuttle on the bridge, pedestrians stroll, and the north-south traffic is connected. Now, in order to protect Zhongshan Bridge and reduce the pressure on it, it has been changed into a footbridge and closed traffic. The reconstructed Zhongshan Bridge is made of hard steel, which is very strong. For many years, the iron bridge has been silently guarding the Yellow River, and its slight vicissitudes record the growth and progress of our city. As night fell, bright street lamps lit up on Zhongshan Bridge, as if pearls were sown in the night sky, and the Yellow River turned over the river at night.

8. My hometown is in Luohe, which is located in the Central Plains. The Beijing-Guangzhou line runs through the city center, bordering Beijing-Zhuhai Expressway in the east and National Highway 107 in the west, with convenient transportation.

There are two rivers in my hometown, one is Shahe and the other is Li River, which is accompanied by Luohe. With the river bridge, there are many natural bridges, including Jinshan Bridge, Old Bridge, Rainbow Bridge and Songshan Bridge, which fly across the north and south banks. Vehicles and pedestrians on the bridge are constantly flowing, the river under the bridge flows quietly, and occasionally ships pass by. The beautiful river bank embellishes the Luohe River more charming.

Luohe is a famous food city in the Central Plains. Shuanghui's meat products, Odeli drinks, Nanjie Village convenience food, Longyun green food and other well-known domestic brands have been on the dining tables of many cities.

Luohe is so beautiful, I love my hometown, and I believe the young Luohe will be more beautiful and charming tomorrow!

9. Composition: "A Bridge in Life" The bridge of life kicked the railing at the beginning.

This is the third day after he ran away from home. He has slept on this bridge for three days. He has spent a few small coins in his pocket and sat feebly on the bridge with hunger. Autumn nights come early. The moon doesn't rise tonight, only the stars in the sky are shining.

The lights on the bridge are already on, and the river reflects the lights, vaguely producing microwaves. Three days ago, he quarreled with his parents because he failed the exam. In a rage, he fled the home where he felt bored, sultry and not free.

He escaped from the bondage and school, thinking that he had started his life and dreamed of becoming a chivalrous man in the novel. Reality is not as full of * * * as he imagined. What he does every day is wandering in the street.

Blue jeans are covered with dust, and white sneakers are stained with a lot of mud. His unkempt hair is a masterpiece that he hasn't washed or combed for days. Sleeplessness and cold all night painted a tired face. It was warm when I ran out a few days ago, but now it's freezing.

Chuzihan had to stand up and run back and forth on the bridge to drive away the cold. Maybe the lights on the bridge are too dim, or maybe the old man's driving skills are too poor. With a loud noise, a small car accident happened. The old man, the bike and Chu, who was cold and hungry, fell to the ground.

The old man quickly helped him up: "Little classmate, are you all right?" Originally, I was a little angry. When I saw the kindness and guilt of the old man, my anger was mostly gone: "Nothing." "It is dangerous to run and jump on the bridge. It's so late. Hurry home. " A cloud flashed across Chu's face.

At this time, the disappointed stomach has caused a "revolution". The old man paused, then smiled: "Are you hungry? He handed him two apples, and hunger prompted him to pick them up and chew them. " Why don't you go home? "The old man was surprised to see him wolfing down his food and asked doubtfully.

"I ran away from home." The old man was surprised. "Quarrel with parents?" ChuZiHan didn't answer, just nodded his head. "Alas, son," the old man patted him on the shoulder, and a melancholy look flashed on his weather-beaten face, and the solemnity after years of baptism hung over him. "Look at this bridge. Everyone walks from one end of the bridge to the other.

Some people passed smoothly, while others stopped halfway or even regressed. "The old man paused, eyebrows slightly become warped, as if in memory, and as if thinking," perhaps with your current social experience, as an old man who has lived for most of his life, it is difficult to understand what I said.

Sticking to your studies now is your only choice. Don't ruin your life because you were impulsive when you were young. At the other end of the bridge, there is another magnificent sight. You stand on this side now, and you can't see the future.

But I can tell you now, as long as you take this bridge of life well and keep walking, this bridge is definitely the gateway to a bright future ... "The old man said earnestly, and a small flame was lit in Chu's heart. There seems to be a bridge in front of his eyes, recording his young dreams and the steps of life. It leads to the distance ... He feels that his whole body is full of strength and his blood is rolling in his veins. He jumped up and flew home.

The lights on the bridge have gone out, and only the stars in the sky are still emitting blue light. The bridge, still lying there quietly, seems to be flashing. "Bridge", how familiar! How many bridges are there in China? No one knows, but one day the bridge will collapse.

Yes, there are several bridges in China that have gone through a hundred years, but who can guarantee that they will not collapse? No one can guarantee this, at least not yet. In fact, there is a bridge that has never shown signs of collapse. As long as human beings exist, the bridge will not collapse.

Since you were born, you have set foot on the bridge paved by our ancestors. You are crying, and so are your peers. It turns out that the world we see is so monotonous. Apart from people, all that remains is boxy things, boxy books and boxy roofs. How much you yearn for myth, it will never be an unknown number, it will never let you know what it is, but it will never make you feel bored. When you start to go hand in hand with your peers, your parents will only look at you and will not help you. You must learn to be independent and self-reliant. When your reading mind expands, you look far away, and the front is just a foggy white ~ ~ ~ You begin to walk towards the bridge of youth. At this time, you feel that your past is ridiculous, and laughing at yourself will believe in distant fairies and angels.

Then you stopped, because you watched the movie Extreme Express, and the little boy heard the bell because he believed it. You started to lower your head as if you had done something wrong.

You seem to be confessing, but it's only a second, and your partner's snoring will make you * * * pile up from confession. You have no reason to repent, but sometimes when you think about it, your mouth tilts slightly, but you don't know what you are laughing at.

You don't know where the end point is, because you are walking, at the end of the bridge, no one knows, because people older than you are nowhere to be found, and your only prayer is not to go astray. Looking back on Mu Ran, my youth has flown by, and I miss some people who encouraged me and the box books I once hated. Now that I think about it, they are not so annoying.

It turns out that I have grown up and disdain those trivial things. Although I got rid of the bondage of books, I have a new bondage-time. From the time I was born, I felt the beginning of time, to the only world left now. I really think things have changed.

Look at the bridge deck under your feet. It changed from hard "concrete" to fragile "rotten wood". It's like a black hole if you're not careful, rolling in the deep. What's even weirder is that it has a fork. You can choose which one to take, but you can't help choosing. There are guards on both roads. The road here looks like "concrete", but there are few restrictions on guards. The road here is exactly the same as the road under your feet, but the requirements of the doorman are unreasonable.

Out of curiosity, most people will choose to go that "bad road", and I am no exception. It turns out that the "bad road" is the real "good road"-the bridge paved by yourself. I really don't know what it will be like to walk into that seemingly "good road" bridge.

Crossing the bridge means going your own way. Everyone should go, go their own way and believe that they will succeed. Even if you go the wrong way, Jesus will tell you which way is right, as long as you believe it.