A composition for walking

In ordinary daily life, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. According to different genres, composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is my carefully arranged walking composition, welcome to share.

Walking composition 1 In the evening after dinner, the afterglow fell on our shoulders, and the warm and soft pale pink sunset covered the sky. Mom, my brother and I are walking under the flashing neon lights.

I used to take electronic products with me at home, but my brother clamored to go out to play by car, so I had to be taken out for a walk by my mother. Just down the stairs, I took a long breath of fresh air and looked at the sky. Suddenly I felt that the evening sky was beautiful and poetic, and my mood relaxed at once.

By the roadside, Petunia with a big mouth has shown everyone the beauty of spring, and the dog's tail grass leaves wagging its small tail without weakness.

The younger brother who just got on the bus rushed forward like a happy little boy and ran forward like a pony that took off the reins. My mother shouted at him, "Slow down, slow down, there's a car …" I chased him and stopped the car. "Mom, did you hear that?" She scolded.

My heart is full of spoil. The younger brother turned to his mother and shouted, "Mom, hurry up …" The crisp baby voice flashed across the sky. Turn around and ride forward. I followed, and my mother trotted slowly behind.

Crossing the road, my brother almost jumped out of the car. My chubby little hand took my mother's big hand, and I pushed the car behind. After crossing the road, my brother drove his little BMW at full speed. I ran after him, followed by my mother and me!

On a quiet night, a bright moon rises slowly from the mountains in the east, gently opening the clouds, shyly revealing a round face and sprinkling a touch of green light on the world.

At this time, people often gather under the big paulownia tree in front of the door, talking and laughing while they are busy. The moonlight shines on people through the cracks in the big paulownia tree, like putting on a silver dress.

At this time, grandma likes to hold me and walk slowly on the path paved by moonlight. Talking about those ancient legends while walking: Chang 'e, who stole the fairy medicine, was imprisoned in the lonely Guanghan Palace; WU GANG was punished for cutting down the laurel tree that could never be cut down; Yutu plays for Chang 'e in Guanghan Palace.

Look up at the bright moon when I was a child. How I want to fly to the moon, see the beautiful Chang 'e, sympathize with the suffering WU GANG, and the lovely little Jade Rabbit in Doby! However, the moon is so far away

It was late at night, and as I walked, I thought about those touching legends until very late.

Walking composition 3 We walked in the park: me, my mother.

Mom doesn't want to come out. Because she is too fat, she will be a little tired when walking, and Han will catch a cold if she eats too much. I said, because you are too fat, you should walk more and lose weight. Mom agreed and went to prepare. Mom, besides eating now, how can anyone not be fat?

As soon as I entered the park, I saw many people walking around the park with brisk steps. There are grandparents with gray temples, young people who come for a walk when they are full, and children like me, even younger than me ... There is an old man with three silver balls in his hand, spinning back and forth clockwise, and I am dizzy and haven't stopped. An old woman clapped her hands back and forth, about thirty times a minute! Mom followed them, too Look at the front, look at the back, how interesting!

Suddenly, I heard beautiful music, which was very nice. I slowly search with the music. Ah! I found the background music that used to be Tai Chi. They had a good time, so I rushed to play with them. Have a good time. At first they didn't find me, but they played hard, and then they began to pay attention to me. I guess they must be thinking: when did the child come? Well played. I'm glad to have a good fight. Slowly intoxicated in the world of self. My mother is also studying hard and intoxicated.

I am learning slowly, thinking quickly and being intoxicated quietly.

On a hot summer night, my mother and father went for a walk in the park. We came to a big tree.

I looked up and saw a big spider web between the branches of this tree. I also saw a black, fat and scary spider weaving a web. I carefully observed the process of its web-weaving. First, it spits out a thin thread in its mouth. As long as the wind blows, it will drift to another place with the wind. This will soon weave a warp (or weft), and sometimes the wind will blow away the thin thread spit out by the spider's mouth! But the spider is not discouraged, and still repeats the action just now, meticulously weaving and strengthening the warp and weft of the spider web. After a while, the spider may be tired and rest in the middle of the net.

Suddenly, a hateful mosquito ran into the spider web. It struggled desperately, and the spider web shook violently. At this time, the spider quickly climbed over and caught the mosquito. After a while, the mosquito stopped moving. So the spider began to enjoy this delicious dinner slowly.

After returning home, we looked it up online. It turns out that spiders are natural web weavers, and the web spun by spinning silk has high strength and elasticity. No wonder mosquitoes, flies and other small insects can only become a good meal for spiders if they hit the cobwebs!

The composition for a walk is breezy tonight, and my mother will take me for a walk in the botanical garden.

There are so many people in the botanical garden! Some tourists walk on the sidewalk; Some run on the runway; Some tourists are looking at the beautiful lotus flowers by the water, and I am instantly attracted. Wow, this is beautiful! In the faint moonlight, the squeezed lotus in that pool looks different. Some lotus flowers, like shy little girls, are blushing and hiding behind a big bright green disk; Some dress up like slim fairies in front of the calm "mirror". The small drops of water on the lotus leaf rolled around. Ha! This is so interesting. I was fascinated by this beautiful lotus. A gust of wind blew, and the lotus danced. I couldn't help jumping up. ...

Tired of jumping, I lay on the grass and rested, listening to my mother tell me childhood stories ... Suddenly, I looked up and saw many stars blinking at me, and the bright moon was shining gently. But just when I was fascinated, my mother said it was getting late, so I had to say goodbye to this beautiful scenery reluctantly.

Every summer night, whenever I see lotus flowers, I will think of walking with my mother. The moonlight was so gentle that day, and mom's story was so unforgettable!

On Saturday night, my mother and I went for a walk.

We walked to Longquan Bridge. I saw a big pond under the bridge, surrounded by a circle of willows, and every two willows had a street lamp. The light of the street lamp is reflected in the pond, flashing like a ball.

My mother and I came to the playground. There are many people exercising there. Some people are dancing, some are playing ball, and some are doing exercises on fitness equipment. I also chose a fitness machine to play with, and my mother was dancing with those old people. Soon, I met my good friend Mo Ziyue, and we played games together. While we were playing, a group of children came to join us. We really had a good time!

Time flies. It's already ten o'clock. I said goodbye to my friend. My mother and I went home another way.

We passed a small forest, where it was very cool. Many people will enjoy the cool here during the day. Now, it is quiet.

We came to a gazebo, where several old people sang and enjoyed the cool. Mom also comes here to listen to music. Once upon a time, my mother sang with the old people here! However, I quickly dragged her away because I wanted to sleep.

We walked and walked, fighting eyelids and yawning all the way.

When I got home, I took a comfortable warm bath, lay in bed and fell asleep soon.

I really like walking with my mother!

Composition for Walking 7 Hugo once said, "Books guide me to walk in other people's souls". Reading is like walking. Reading a good book is like walking in a beautiful place.

Walking in the book seems to purify our hearts. Gorky once said that "books are the ladder of human progress". I think walking in books is a growing process; Walking in the book is a road where we can run and play happily. In the book, we grew up slowly ... and in the book, I met him and met him.

He, a man who knows astronomy above and geography below, once worked out in a hut that the world would be divided into three; Empty city plan, he knew that Sima Yi was cunning and resourceful, so he calmly took a piano, put it on the tower and began to play ... Today, I walked with him on a long road.

Attacked by Cao Cao, he now takes refuge in Liu Biao and is stationed in Xinye. Cao Cao sent General Xia Houdun to attack Xinye. At this time, he has invited Zhuge Liang. Zhuge Liang set an ambush in Xinye, and ordered Zhao Yun to lure the enemy deep and then attack with fire. Xiahou Dun really understood. Go home after defeat. Today, the sunshine is warm and soft, the sky is blue and pure, and the river is clear and bright. I also walked with him on a long road.

Because I walked in the book, I learned the truth and knowledge of life and the joys and sorrows of the world ... Walking in the book, I saw beautiful scenery, which often benefited me a lot.

Yesterday morning, after our family woke up, we had some breakfast and then went for a walk in the field. The scenery along the way is very good, the air is fresh, green everywhere, and there are some hardworking villagers. The village is a quiet scene.

We set out from home, walked into the field at the eastern end of the village, and then bypassed a big orchard there. Walking, we came to the roof of our house. We saw grandpa and grandma sowing tomato seedlings in the field. Small tomato seedlings are fragile and can't stand the wind and rain. With a little care, they can't live. When we plant tomatoes, if the soil does not completely cover the roots of tomatoes, tomatoes can't absorb nutrients. In this case, tomatoes can't survive.

Then go down, we came to the bamboo forest in our village. Since we talk about bamboo, we should talk about bamboo wine in our hometown. The taste of bamboo wine is deeply loved by us. Whenever there is a festival, we will take it out and drink it. Today, we were brewed by Grandpa ten years ago. We cut down the bamboo and knock a hole in the bottom of the bamboo with a hammer. Then, bamboo wine will flow out intermittently.

This walk is really interesting!

After dinner tonight, my mother drove me, my sister and my grandmother to the square not far from home for a walk, just to digest.

When I first arrived at the square, my sister saw many people and screamed excitedly, as if to say, "There are so many people here!" As we walked, we saw aunts dancing in the square dance, children skating and uncles playing badminton ... At this time, my sister saw a place surrounded by many children, and everyone was playing fishing when I walked in. My sister refused to leave, so my mother had to play there with her, and my grandmother and I continued to walk and stroll. Suddenly I saw a particularly interesting game called drawing a model.

First of all, I chose a military model I like, and chose the color of paint for the photo. I first picked up a little blue paint and poured it into the painting basin, painted the helmet blue, the face light beige and the eyes black, and then painted the soldier's body and the gun in his hand black. Soon, my "military model" was completed, but my sister refused.

I had a great time tonight!

Today, I had dinner and my stomach was full. I wanted to go out for exercise, so I ran downstairs happily with my mother.

As soon as I went downstairs, there was a chill, the wind was blowing, and the branches on the tree were lying around, as if giving a performance. My mother took my hand and came to the street. The street is brightly lit, and the colorful lights are like day. The traffic lights on the road blink their eyes to remind people to obey the traffic rules and pay attention to safety. Walking on the pedestrian street, I said to my mother, "Mom, I recited the ancient poems for you a few days ago!" " ""good! "Mom said, so I recited it: Tang Luyan, a shepherd boy, scattered grass for six or seven miles in the wild, and the flute made the evening wind ring three or four times. Come back from a full meal at dusk and lie in the moonlight without taking off your hemp fiber. Mom praised me for being great!

We walked on and enjoyed the beautiful moonlight. The pines and cypresses on both sides of the flower bed are still green and stand proudly under the cold wind. Although the weather is a little cold, people are not afraid of the cold. People who come for a walk come and go in an endless stream. Some walked backward, some ran forward, some walked with swinging arms ... I also started all kinds of walks. I competed with my mother who walked fast. My mother walked in front, I chased after her, and soon caught up with my mother. I feel very comfortable. Looking at the beautiful scenery of nature and breathing fresh air really makes me feel relaxed and happy.

Unconsciously, my mother and I have returned to the community, and I feel warm all over. I must come out to exercise more in the future.

Walking composition 1 1 One day after dinner, my mother and I went for a walk in the street garden.

It's hot, but the night sky is full of shining stars. The moon, like a boat, hangs among a group of stars, which is very quiet and beautiful.

When I walk on the sidewalk, I feel less stuffy. There is a fresh feeling in the air, and the faint fragrance of flowers wafts from time to time in the distance, and my mood suddenly becomes very happy.

Soon, my mother and I came to the street garden. I saw a lot of excitement inside: crowds in twos and threes, vendors setting up stalls, colorful small commodities, and sometimes there was a voice of bargaining. Some people will stop and watch for a while, others will walk away without paying attention. There are naughty children, playing in the open space, some accidentally fell down and cried for their mother. I smiled and asked my mother if I was like this when I was a child. Mom smiled, right, right.

We walked slowly, and there were many old people singing and dancing in the middle of the street garden. I looked around and there was laughter everywhere.

Watching, walking and feeling, my mother and I were tired of walking, so we slowly went back the same way.

Walking tonight not only exercises my body, but also makes me happy. It's good to take a walk.

Walking composition 12 We walked by the sea: me, mom, dad and sister.

My parents don't want to come out. They said they were tired of walking and didn't want to go. I said just look at the scenery on the way and blow the sea breeze. Don't stay at home all day. At my request, my parents finally came out.

The weather is fine and windy, but not too big. My mother put her sister down and let her run. I chased her on the beach, where we ran all the way.

We took off our shoes and played with water on the beach. You throw them, I throw them. As a result, my clothes were all wet My sister said that if I had known, I would have brought my bathing suit. Now my clothes are all wet and there is sand. It's so uncomfortable! My parents laughed.

Later, there was a disagreement: my father wanted to go home, and I wanted to wait for a while, until the sun went down. My dad said, go home early! Otherwise, everyone will get sick! I said, anyway, I won't go to school tomorrow, and you won't go to work. Wait a little longer! I discussed with my father and let my mother decide. My mother thought about it, patted my father on the shoulder and said with a smile, it's rare to come out today. Let's go back after the children watch the sunset! Father said helplessly: well, forget it, I'll listen to you, but don't blame me for not reminding you. Don't blame me for being sick! I jumped for joy.

In this way, we snuggled up and sat on the beach, watching the sunset fall and shed the afterglow all over the ground. It feels so good!

Walking composition 13 Autumn night, osmanthus fragrance, my parents and I went for a walk by the West Lake.

We arrived at the West Lake, where there were many people. Some are tourists, some are taking pictures, and some are just taking a walk like us. In summer, the lotus leaves in the lake are dense, and several lotus flowers appear in the middle, which can be described as "the lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely bright, and the lotus flowers in the sun are red"; But now, there have been no lotus flowers and lotus leaves in the lake for a long time, only some yellow stems are left, which is particularly lonely in busy nights.

What a lively autumn night!

Walking, walking, we came to the lakeside pedestrian street. A cultural feast of the Southern Song Dynasty is being held here. Poetry, wine, scented tea, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, opera, song and dance ... take us to feel the ancient and modern inheritance of Southern Song culture.

What a lively autumn night!

One step north along the pedestrian street, we came to the entrance of Dongpo Grand Theatre. There is a sea of people there. In addition to the people who came to the cultural exhibition, many people came to see the premiere of the musical Legend of the White Snake. In the northwest corner of Yueyinchi, there are art exhibitions such as children's song poetry recitation and block printing, as well as the scene of Su Dongpo and Huang Tingjian playing chess, which makes us seem to have entered a time-space fantasy.

Walking in the moonlight, my parents and I returned to the modern times from the Southern Song Dynasty and the prosperous charm of Hangzhou.

It just rained lightly in the afternoon. The air outside is fresh.

In the evening, grandma took me for a walk. I smelled a faint fragrance as soon as I went out. Grandma and I set off happily. The busy sun on the horizon shines on us with its last ray of warm gold. Soon it gradually sank to the west and it became dark. The high street lamps on the road illuminate the night and show its light. The night has also become bright.

The wind, gently flapping on my face, just like my mother's gentle hand stroking me. The grass on the grass is still full of small drops of water, just like crystal clear diamonds. "Cricket-",what's it called? In the past, it turned out to be a cricket. Look forward, ah! What a big bridge! I ran to the bridge and sat on it. Cool and comfortable! Residents nearby are enjoying the cool, chatting and playing chess by the bridge. What a lively scene!

How happy it is to take a walk!

Walking composition 15 this afternoon, my mother and I went to the amorous feelings garden.

As soon as I entered the gate, I heard the sound of erhu in the distance and someone was singing. My mother told me that this is Shaanxi's Shaanxi opera. When I walked in, I saw two grandfathers playing erhu, and an old woman singing Shaanxi opera with a microphone in her hand. I listened for a while, but I didn't understand. My mother and I went to another place for a walk. A grandfather is playing the clarinet. Further on, some old people are singing Shaanxi opera. My mother said that this grandmother sings better than the grandmother in front, and I think so, too.

We came to the bridge and saw the fish in the water. I waved and the fish ignored me. I found a little sister fishing with a branch beside me. I told her that your branch was too short, so I might as well go fishing with a willow branch.

I tried to cross the river, but I couldn't, so we had to retrace our steps. We walked along the road by the river, and my mother said we would go to my left. I asked why, and my mother said she was afraid that I would fall. On the other side of the river, the scenery here is really good, next to the green hillside. We had a rest here. I played with a child until it was time to go home, and we were reluctant to leave.