Mountain Flowers in Hometown _ Narrative of Junior High School

I believe everyone is familiar with the composition, especially the widely used narrative. Narrative is about the experience in life, and it should express the author's true feelings about life. So how should the narrative be written properly? The following is the narrative of my hometown mountain flower _ junior high school that I collected for you. Welcome to learn from it, I hope it will help you.

Every time my mother tells me about her hometown-Gulin, I am full of curiosity and longing for everything about Gulin, and I want to unveil its mysterious veil. Finally, as I wish, during the Chinese New Year, my family and I embarked on the road of ancient forest.

We took a bus from Kaikou to a place called "Huopan". Because the mountain road is rugged, cars can't get in, so we all get off and walk. I thought I was taking an ordinary dirt road, but I didn't expect to climb a mountain after a section of dirt road. I went climbing with many friends and climbed some hills, so I'm not surprised to climb mountains. However, when I came to the foot of the mountain, I was shocked by the cold of the mountain itself. The mountain is so high; The mountain is so big; This mountain is so majestic.

When I was still intoxicated with the magnificent landscape of the mountain, my mother suddenly patted me and said, "Look, my brother is on the mountainside. What are you still looking at here! " "I looked up at the hillside, naughty little cousin is waving to me! I took a deep breath and began to climb. The mountain road was so slippery that I fell several times before climbing to the top. When I reached the top of the mountain, the fog was so thick that I couldn't see ahead at all. Most people squatted on the ground to rest, but grandpa stood on the stone and looked into the distance. Suddenly, grandpa smiled and said, "here we are, we are home, and home is just ahead." "I feel that my grandfather is very excited when he speaks. I looked forward again and again, and I seemed to see several houses in the dark. That's really Gu Lin. According to my statistics, there are only 12 households with a maximum of 60 people. I didn't know that humans still lived in such a place.

After a whole day's travel, we are all exhausted. I sat on the steps to rest, and it was getting dark. My brother came running with a little yellow dog in his arms. He said that this dog is a little bitch, which my grandfather brought from my grandmother's house. I have some sympathy for this dog, so young, I have to face such a life.

It's time for dinner. I walked into the hall and felt how dark it was. At this moment, I discovered that these are two Yi Deng's rooms. My heart seems to have been bitten by something, and I always feel that the meal that night is tasteless. After dinner, I was bored. There is no TV, no novels and books, and even if there is, there is no suitable lighting to watch. I had to play with my brother and the little yellow dog. My brother suddenly asked me, "Sister, grandpa said this puppy has no name. Let's give it a name! " "I really couldn't think of a suitable name at that time, so I said to my brother perfunctorily," Just call it Xiao Huang! " "

The next day, we went to the graves of grandparents. I feasted my eyes all the way. It's really a natural virgin forest. From time to time, several monkeys are singing. The plants there are also very beautiful. I also picked some special leaves and brought them back as bookmarks.

It was already noon when I came back, and the sun came out. Yesterday, perhaps because of the weather, I didn't pay attention to the people's clothes here. Today, I found that they are dressed simply. When I first came here, I always felt that something was missing here. Now I understand that there is no school here. I sat outside the door fiddling with my watch. Two girls my age have been hiding behind the door to see me. I waved them over. One ran away quietly, and the other came nervously. I took a look at her. Her clothes are covered with patches and her hair is a little unkempt. Compared with me, the gap is too big. I asked her politely what her name was, and she said her family called her Zhao Di. I think this name is very strange: why does a girl take such a name? Later, she told me that she had no brother. In the eyes of her family, only men can continue the incense. The family wanted her to have a younger brother, so they called her younger brother. I nodded inexplicably. I took out a novel with me and handed it to her. She shook her head. She said with tears, "I didn't go to school." Only boys can go to school here! " She ran away crying. ...

My heart is shocked. Here, there are many children who have never been to school like her, and they can't get a good education at the golden age. Isn't it doomed that they will live at the bottom forever like their parents?

Before I left, I remembered the little yellow dog. I told my brother, "Let's call her' Hua Shan'!" My brother is still chanting this name over and over again. I think: Like the children who are out of school here, they are forgotten mountain flowers. They are desperately growing up and want to get rid of this bumpy road of fate. I prayed silently for them in my heart. No one knows when they will get rid of this fate. ...