On a sunny weekend in August this year, my good friend and I made a bright appointment to climb the mountain in Baiwangshan Forest Park. Mother was very happy and carefully prepared many delicious foods for us.
Although there was a traffic jam, we were both very excited. We couldn't help thinking, singing, playing and having a good time along the way.
Unconsciously, I arrived at Baiwang Mountain and looked at the rolling mountains from afar. The mountains are shaded by green trees, and Baiwang Mountain stands tall under the shade of pine and cypress. Our hearts were filled with happiness at once, and we immediately got up and followed. The mountain road is getting narrower and more rugged, and there is only one dirt road covered with pebbles by tourists. You can only climb up bit by bit with branches and big stones. It's really hands and feet! Soon I was sweating and covered in dirt. But we were still very excited and kept climbing, and soon we reached the top of the mountain, leaving our parents far behind. We finally reached the top of the mountain and stood on it. The breeze dispersed my sweat. The weather is cool and pleasant. Looking into the distance, the beautiful Beijing city came into view, and I found the architectural symbol of my home.
After a while, we started down the mountain, looked at the calligraphy works of the ancients along the way, ate all the food and reluctantly left Baiwang Mountain. Although I am very tired, my heart is full of joy of victory. I think a firm step is the ladder to success this time.
This feeling of success has always been unforgettable for me, and it has always inspired me to take every solid step in my future life and strive for new progress.
Since childhood, I have experienced many things and received a lot of education. But the experience of climbing mountains and the education I received at that time still make me unforgettable.
It was a spring morning, my brother and aunt and I went to visit "Qinglong Mountain", which is a beautiful and high mountain. We set off when we were ready.
We walked through the green Woods, waded through the clear river and came to the foot of the mountain along the winding mountain road. My brother and I started chasing each other and soon climbed halfway up the mountain. By this time, we were all sweating and panting, so we sat down to eat some biscuits, drink some water and have a rest. I said to my aunt, "I'm so tired that I don't want to climb any more!" " "My aunt came up to me and said," This can't be done! We can't give up halfway, we must climb the mountain. "My younger brother also came over and said," Sister, we must stick to it and not back down! ""After listening to my brother's words, I was full of strength and stood up and continued to climb to the top of the mountain. Crawling, I feel backache and foot pain. Looking up, there is still such a long way to go, and I really don't want to climb again. But seeing the beautiful flowers looming on the top of the mountain, I was excited again. My brother and I encourage each other. Finally, we climbed to the top of the mountain. The beautiful scenery on the mountain is in front of us, and we won! Standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, I suddenly remembered a Tang poem I learned-"But you can broaden your horizons by walking up a flight of stairs for 300 miles".
At this time, I finally understood a truth: as long as I can persist, I will succeed! Since then, whenever I encounter difficulties, I will think of this mountain climbing experience.
Mountain climbing is my favorite sport. Because I like it, I go climbing whenever I have the chance. I have climbed too many mountains and can't remember too many experiences. But once, I still remember it clearly. This is my first time to climb a mountain.
The bright sunshine filled the room that morning. At this time, my father and I are ready to set off. On the way, I asked my father what mountain we were going to climb! Dad smiled and said, "Of course I climbed Baita Mountain." I jumped for joy.
When I arrived at Baita Mountain, I was eager to try, but my father said, "Let's make a bet, shall we?" I casually replied: "Good! What bet? " Dad said, "See if you can persist in climbing to the top of the mountain!" " "I said," what's the difficulty? Bet 100 yuan. Let's get started! " Dad just smiled and didn't speak.
When I started climbing the mountain, I didn't feel tired at all, so I thought I would win.
Just halfway up the mountain, I am very, very tired, but I will never bow my head, so I keep walking. Finally, I really couldn't hold on, so I said to my father, "Dad, I won't climb." Dad said, "Then don't forget my 100 yuan!" In normal times, I am a notorious miser, let alone 100 yuan, even 1 yuan. But now, since I promised, how can I go back on my word? I had to stomp my feet and say to my father, "Well, I'll give you money when I get home."
But my father said to me earnestly, "Danny, in life, there will always be people who give up halfway on a difficult road, knowing that they will see a bright future after walking this road, but they are unwilling to stick to it." Just like you are on the road of learning, it is very bitter and long, but after you walk through it, you will have a bright future. Bitter, sweet. How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? How can you see success without suffering! After the storm, the sunshine will always persist, and you are the winner. The same is true of mountain climbing. Only by persistently reaching the top of the mountain can we experience a kind of fun that we have never felt before! "
I am ashamed to hear my father's words. After many twists and turns, I finally reached the top of the mountain. The sky is so blue and the grass is still so green, but there is a kind of pleasure in my heart, which is the joy of success, the joy of hard work and the pride of seeing the rainbow after the storm!
At this time, I realized my father's good intentions: how to see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain, and how to see success without experiencing suffering. Sunshine is always after the storm!
From this time on, I deeply like climbing mountains.
On Friday, I made an appointment with my friend Tan to climb the mountain in north university of china this afternoon. At noon, I went downstairs with my mother, grandmother and aunt.
At the bus stop, there are still ten minutes from the appointed time. I called Tan Yusi, and she said she was on her way and asked me to wait a little longer. When I saw Tan coming towards me, I immediately greeted her and waited for the bus together.
As soon as I got on the bus, there were so many people on it. In order to facilitate our conversation, we walked hand in hand to the back door. After several stops, we found our seats. I took out MP3 players from my bag, each with an earphone, and listened to wonderful music together. Arriving at the east of Shengli Bridge, we changed to Bus No.835, talking and laughing all the way.
In north university of china, the campus is very lively. When I came to Erlong Mountain, Tan said it was her first time to climb this mountain. I walked in front, she walked behind me, and my mother walked behind. My mother always said to be safe.
When we climbed halfway up the mountain, we looked down. In the distance, it is foggy. Taiyuan is far away from us and can't be seen. There are also some places floating in the air like clouds, which are very beautiful. Tan Yusi couldn't help taking some photos with his mobile phone. We walked on the winding mountain road, and some small wild flowers were still very bright.
We had a rest in the pavilion and my mother prepared some snacks for us. Looking at the distant scenery, we feel that our horizons are broadened and the air is much fresher. If only we were in this environment every day!
On the way home, Tan said that he would go climbing with me next week. Of course, I am also very happy. I have a good partner to climb the mountain with, and I don't feel tired talking and laughing all the way.
My name is Parthenocissus, and some people call me Bashan Tiger, Jindi and Ivy. I am a grape plant, and I like to put my home on a drought-resistant wall.
The newly grown leaves are bright red, probably because I am not very good-looking, so I am not very noticeable. When I grew up, the leaves turned green, and people began to pay attention to me. The tip of the knife is facing down, so it is evenly spread on the wall, without overlap or gap. Maybe I was so beautiful that even Aunt Feng touched me gently. I greeted Aunt Feng with a smile!
Although I am a plant, I actually have feet. My feet grow on the stem, where there is a petiole on the stem, and there are six or seven branches on the opposite side, each of which is like a snail's tentacles. Filaments are as red as new leaves.
I have many feet and each foot has a different fate. When my feet touch the wall, six or seven filaments turn into small disks to hold the wall. Filaments used to be straight, but now they are bent. Pull my tender stems and let them cling to the wall. If you look at my feet carefully, you will think of the big claws of dragons.
If my foot doesn't touch the wall, it will wither in a few days, and then it will disappear. When touching the wall, the filaments and small disks gradually turn gray. Don't underestimate those gray feet. Those feet are strong on the wall. I can't pull out any of my fingers without exertion.
After listening to my self-report, have you deepened your impression of me?
There is a high and steep mountain behind grandma's house. The mountain is covered with all kinds of trees, which are lush all year round.
One night this summer, my father and I went climbing together. I thought it was easy to climb the mountain, because the road up the mountain was narrow but flat, so I thought it should be easy.
But sometimes my father and I come to the foot of the mountain and find that there is no way out, only a dry stream. The stream is covered with dead leaves, many grotesque pebbles and stones, and a puddle with only a little water left.
We climbed up the stream. At first, there were only a few small stones. Then, the stones became bigger and steeper, and there were more and more weeds. After a while, we were panting and sweating. At this time, my father and I found a tall willow lying on the road ahead. We can't avoid it, and it's hard to turn over. At this time, my father began to shrink back: "The front has already left, let's go home." But I don't agree: "Isn't it just a tree? I don't believe that we really can't get through. " Yes, I immediately climbed to the willow tree and found a small hole under it. I went straight through, regardless of the willy-nilly, but I didn't find a weed in front of me, so I almost fell down. Dad thought: since my son can go, of course I can go. So, dad went to the willow tree and jumped up with all his strength. Sure enough, he jumped on the willow tree. But dad was so heavy that the willows were rolled over. Fortunately, I caught dad and he didn't fall.
We made great efforts to reach our destination ... the cliff. It's a cliff, but it's actually a small canyon formed by mountains on both sides of the stream, but there is no gap in the middle of the canyon, only a big stone that has been recessed, and the stone is covered with moss. I immediately climbed to the front of the "cliff", stepped on the uneven stones on both sides, and climbed to the top of the "cliff" at once, but unexpectedly, it was easier to get up than to get down, and it took me a lot of effort to climb down the cliff. Because I can't see the road below.
After my father and I went down the mountain, it was already dark. I reluctantly looked back and thought, given another chance, I will definitely climb the mountain again.
Ah! Climbing a mountain is really not an easy task!
On a sunny May Day holiday, several of our classmates made an appointment to climb Beigan Mountain.
Early in the morning, I got up, took out my schoolbag and began to do my homework.
"We're going to be late, hurry up!" I screamed there. Seeing my mother going out by bike, I immediately picked up my backpack from my chair and ran out. "Wait a minute, it's still early. I'll take you there later. I'll go to the bathroom first! " A familiar voice rang out in my ear-it was my father. I said, "All right! Then mom, you go first! " Then he went into the house. After a while, I opened my backpack to check the food inside. When I opened it, I was surprised to find that it was empty, with only a camera and a hat. I turned and picked up the food. I packed my whole backpack in a hurry and rushed out of the house like a gust of wind.
Dad drove to the school gate to meet his classmates, and then took us to Beigan Mountain.
Under the Beigan Mountain, I saw a big list of martyrs. I am awed by the list of martyrs. Without these martyrs, we wouldn't have such a good living environment. We must not forget these martyrs. If it weren't for their hard work on the battlefield, our life now would be unimaginable.
We began to climb slowly. After climbing for a while, we went to a pavilion on the road to have a rest. Suddenly, all of us have light in our eyes, just like a dog sees a meat bone-a stall selling popsicles. So, all of us rushed to the stall selling popsicles. We ran happily to the pavilion with a popsicle in our hand and ate it quickly. Set off quickly again. Along the way, we talked and laughed, stopped and stopped, and unconsciously reached the top of the mountain.
At the top of the mountain, there are lush trees everywhere, emitting the fragrance of trees, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. I turned around and saw the beautiful scenery of Xiaoshan District. Rows of houses are orderly, guarding our beautiful home like giants. Roads extend in all directions, and many cars run on them, like bugs crawling on the ground. We saw a scene of prosperity everywhere in Xiaoshan. We should study hard and make more contributions to society in the future.
What is the green light on the kindergarten wall? Look carefully, it turns out to be Parthenocissus tricuspidata, a green waterfall.
From a distance, the leaves of Parthenocissus tricuspidata are next to each other, countless, like a green felt, covered with autumn wind and autumn rain, which makes people no longer feel cold. A slight breeze blew gently, and a long-withered leaf bid farewell to the branches, fluttered with the wind, no longer struggled, silently and eagerly embraced the roots that raised it, but was blown down on the hard concrete floor by the unwitting autumn wind. I stepped forward, gently picked it up and studied it carefully. Under the sunshine, the outline of the vein is clear, as if it were a charming picture scroll, scribbling its reluctance to the tree. I understand the expectation when it was blown off, and I also know the helplessness when it was abandoned alone on the cold concrete floor. So I respectfully hold a green leaf in my hand and put it back under the big tree, so that it can be turned into spring mud for my mother and melt happily.
Looking up at Parthenocissus is another kind of beauty, which makes people feel interesting. Pieces of leaves, like small slaps, play for autumn; It is also like a green flame, burning with the flame of hope, more vibrant. A breeze blew, and the Parthenocissus tricuspidata embedded in the window, like a green ocean, made waves.
How I envy the green leaves of Parthenocissus tricuspidata. It not only contributes to the tree, but also makes beautiful ripples in our hearts.