Everyone has written a composition in daily life or work and study. With the help of composition, you can vent your feelings and adjust your mood. I believe many people will find it difficult to write a composition. Here are 6 travel compositions I have collected. Welcome to read them. I hope you will like them. 1
During the May Day holiday, our family of three drove to Luoyang, Henan Province and visited the surrounding scenic spots.
First, Xiaolangdi Project
On May 2nd, it was a sunny day, and we visited Xiaolangdi Project on the main stream of the Yellow River, 4 kilometers north of Luoyang.
standing on the dam in the scorching sun, watching the water flowing and the waves surging under the dam, I was deeply touched: although the Yellow River is our mother river, the flood of the Yellow River has caused people in the neighboring areas of the Yellow River to suffer constantly. This huge project, second only to the investment of the South-to-North Water Diversion Project, mainly focuses on flood control, ice prevention and siltation reduction, taking into account water supply, irrigation and power generation. After 11 years of construction, it basically relieved the threat of ice flood in the lower reaches of the Yellow River. It also used its silt reservoir to intercept sediment, carried out water and sediment regulation, slowed down the elevation of sedimentation in the lower reaches of the river bed, and also met the needs of downstream irrigation and urban water. It is also an ideal peak-shaving power station in Henan power grid. When I heard the introduction of the spectacular scene of Xiaolangdi releasing water from June to July every year, it seemed as if there were big waves rolling in front of my eyes and the majestic momentum of how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven.
I'm looking forward to this day ...
II. Thousand Tang Zhi Zhai
Thousand Tang Zhi Zhai is located in tiemen town, Xin 'an County, Luoyang. It is known as the Epitaph Museum, which is a part of the garden "Zhelu" run by the late Kuomintang uprising general and famous patriot Mr. zhangfang. It is one of the concentrated places of existing epitaphs and stone carvings in China, and there are countless stone tombs in it. Among them, Tang Zhi is the most abundant. These epitaphs record all kinds of people and their social, political, economic, military, cultural, diplomatic and other aspects. Qian Tang Zhi Zhai can be said to be a stone carving Tang book, the most primitive file of the Tang Dynasty, a magnificent picture of the life of the Tang Dynasty, and a history of the evolution of calligraphy in the Tang Dynasty.
"Who is not a passer-by, the flower is the master" is the most famous pair of couplets among thousands of Tang Zhizhai. This couplet was written by zhangfang, the owner. It is very reasonable to read it carefully: "The clouds turn into rain silently, and the flowers bloom intentionally." In this busy world, who is not a passer-by? Only flowers and trees are the only static things in this world, and they are the masters of the earth.
Third, the cherry ditch
"Cherry is delicious but hard to pick" is a phrase that I have memorized since I was a child. However, until today, I deeply realized the truth of this sentence.
when we stepped into the cherry ditch in Matou Village, Wutou Town, Xin 'an County, Luoyang, the farmers picking cherries were still sweating, despite the cool breeze. Because small red cherries can only be picked one by one, and those cherries that grow on tall branches can only be picked through ladders.
Looking at the red cherry on the top of the tree, I was lost in thought: Isn't the bumpy road to success as difficult as picking cherries? As long as you are willing to jump, three feet above your head is success. 2
During the summer vacation, my parents took me to Xiamen, and I was so excited to visit such a far place for the first time.
Xiamen is an island city, and Gulangyu is a beautiful island. As soon as I landed on Gulangyu Island, I felt that I came to a world completely opposite to our Xi 'an. It was so quiet and clean, away from the noise and dust of the city. I can't bear to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing those who are resting and those sleeping flowers and plants.
Gulangyu is not very big, but it has the reputation of "piano island", because there are about 6 pianos on the island, and you can hear elegant piano sounds from time to time when you walk on the shady path with green trees. It's really a kingdom of music here: every tree is hung with "silvery white music scores", and a gust of wind blows, and the "music scores" ripple with the wind, like dancing happily. Long air roots come down vertically from different heights, like fairyland. I cheered all the way, stood on tiptoe to touch the tentacles of fairyland, and drilled my head in the tentacles, letting them "scratch" my hair. I run in the road unscrupulously, touching the buildings with different styles and the exotic flowers and trees in my eyes from time to time.
At noon, the sea turned red under the sunshine, and the beach gradually became lively. Facing the sun, we stood on the beach. My mother and I excitedly took off our shoes and simply buried our feet in the sand. It was like a fire burning under our feet, which made me jump from the beach and bury my feet in the sand again and again to feel the smell of the sand. My parents and I were lying on the beach together, scrambling to scrape the sand together in piles: we piled up the Great Wall, houses, mountains and highways ... There were many shells of Beckham in different sizes and shapes on the beach, and I decorated our "works" with shells. We laughed and cried happily and rolled on the beach, completely ignoring the sand in our hair and clothes.
I am very excited about seeing the beach and the sea for the first time, for fear of missing any place. I pulled up my parents and flew to the seaside, letting the sea breeze blow my hair and let the sea drown my ankles. In front of my eyes, the waves are surging with white spray. Those waters, like white dolphins, rushed to the shore and held the boat by the sea in their arms. I rushed to catch it and catch the white singing waves. However, the waves swooped back and took the waves away. We play games with the waves, and the sea water rolls up and high waves come to us round by round, so we run away quickly. Sometimes the waves are too big and the sea water wets our whole body. Looking at each other like a drowned rat, we laughed loudly.
we took a yacht and sailed into the shallow sea. The water was crystal clear. I clearly see all kinds of small fish and crabs swimming in the water. I stretch out my hand from time to time to try to catch them, but these clever creatures always swim quickly from my fingertips. I tried again and again on the side of the yacht. I almost slipped into the water and was grabbed by my quick-eyed father and dragged into the cabin.
White clouds are still fluttering in the blue sky, seagulls are still flying freely on the water, and my parents and I want to have fun here. When I was a child, I watched the Spring Festival get-together one year, and the dance "The Spirit of Sparrows" deeply attracted me. A graceful dancer danced, and her gentle and vivid dance made me feel the beauty of art. My mother told me that this dancer is Yang li Ping, a Yunnan Bai dancer. From then on, I learned about Yunnan, and I yearned for a visit to the south of the colorful clouds.
Last National Day, I finally realized my dream of colorful clouds. My mother and I went to the first stop-Dali. According to the tour guide, the natural scenery of Dali can be summarized as a picture-a picture of wind, flowers, snow and moon: Xiaguan wind, Shangguan flower, Cangshan snow and Erhai moon. I can't wait to jump into the painting.
in the morning, we went straight to Cangshan. Looking up at Cangshan Mountain, the mountain is steep, rising from the ground, with rugged rocks and shady trees. We took a cableway car and reached an altitude of more than 3, meters in one breath. Overlooking the mountains, the legendary jade belt cloud appeared magically: a milky white cloud belt between the mountains, long like a brocade woven by a fairy, floated halfway up the mountain, and we seemed to have entered a fairyland. We continued to climb, riding the wind and stepping on the clouds. From time to time, there were a few birds chirping, as if cheering for us.
Walking, there was a faint whish in the distance. We all hurried to speed up our steps, and I trotted all the way to act as Depth Charge. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and a torrent rushed down the cliff. Under the irradiation of the sun, it seemed to be a color rehearsal in the air, and generate, like a giant dragon spitting pearls, rushed into the pool and stirred up boiling waves. There are three characters engraved on the mossy stone wall-Ximatan. I put my hand into the pool, and a cold feeling spread all over my body in an instant, and the fatigue of climbing the mountain suddenly disappeared. While speaking, we came to the peak of Cangshan Mountain. Under the blue sky, the surrounding peaks are connected together like a strong team. Erhai Lake at the foot of the distant mountain is like a silver ribbon winding from the distant sky. Erhai Lake is like a dressing mirror. The white clouds and green hills all over the sky are all in the mirror. The clouds are wandering, and the mountains are upside down in the water. The colors are green and poetic. Bai people's houses around Erhai Lake guard this beautiful landscape, and the landscape here suddenly adds a little popularity and vitality. At this time, I suddenly thought of the poem of Du Fu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty: "once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.."
In the following days, at Shimonoseki Pass, the refreshing wind blew on my cheek; In Shangguan, I lay on the vast grassland full of flowers and looked at the blue sky and white clouds. By the Erhai Lake, under a full moon like a jade plate, I think the world is so quiet and beautiful ... I love Cangshan Erhai Lake, and I love the beautiful scenery in Yunnan. Today, my mother and I went for a walk at the pier in Shiyan Village. Unconsciously, we came to a seaside platform.
it's a sunny morning, and the sea is shining with golden light under the sunshine. In the distance, several green hills are vague and looming, almost integrated with the horizon, leaving only a golden and faint outline. Look, there are several small fishing boats on the sea ... How beautiful!
At the seaside, I found a sand pile, which looks like a dragon lying on a plate. I call it "Wolong Hill". I took off my shoes and climbed the "Wolong Hill". The place on the dragon's tail of "Wolong Hill" is still easy to step on; When I reached the dragon body, I didn't step on it for several times and almost fell; When it comes to the dragon's neck, it has been changed to crawling; When I reached the faucet, I simply slipped down like a slide. I played from the dragon's head to the dragon's tail and from the dragon's tail to the dragon's head several times. "Wolong Hill" is full of my footprints and my laughter. After I got off the "Wolong Hill", my body was really dirty: my head, clothes, neck, pants, pants and socks were all covered with sand. It took me a long time to clean up the sand on my body. Although I became a "sandman", I had a good time.
Next, it's mom's turn to catch mudskippers. In the mud pond by the sea, if you see a thin figure jumping around, it is a mudskipper. Bullet fish, commonly known as jumping fish. Why is it called jumping fish? I don't have to say it. Mother looked at the mudskipper, and her fingers itched terribly, so she borrowed a large copy net from the local fishermen, took off her socks, and picked up a long stick to explore the road. Armed, mother went to sea. Mother lifted the net and rushed to the small fish, but always rushed to a distance of one or two meters from the small fish, and all the small fish jumped away. The most "stupid" small fish also "escaped" at a distance of thirty centimeters from the net. As a result, mom got nothing. Although my mother became a "clay figurine", she had a good time. 5
Look, all the students have small bags on their shoulders and a new trend-"beggar's hat" on their heads. Fully armed in a square array neatly arranged on the playground. Then you must be tempted to ask: where are you going and what are you going to do? Haha, to tell the truth, today all our classmates are going to Jinan Quality Education Base. As current graduates, we should cherish this opportunity even more and cherish every day, every minute and every second with our alma mater.
get on the happy bus and we will drive on the road leading to the "Happy Castle". After the laughter continued to ripple in the bus for an hour, we arrived at our destination-Jinan Quality Education Base. As soon as we put down our luggage, we had our first activity-zipper. This mountain is higher and steeper than the one we climbed in Changqing Quality Education Base. Of course, the scenery up and down is also serious and beautiful. We enjoy this natural "oxygen bar" to the fullest, especially after it rained yesterday. The air here is very fresh. After inhaling, it makes you feel refreshed. It seems that all the cells in your body are actively cheering.
Although we are all so old, we are all over 12 or 13 years old. We are all "old urchins". On the way down the mountain, some boys picked some wild flowers and skipped around to show them off to others. We all agreed: Don't pick wild flowers on the roadside! Lovely Niu Niu said to me with a bitter face: "The caterpillar that I finally caught was accidentally lost." We girls sang "The sky is full of sugar, even if it falls ..." Jiao Di MM actually said that I was dressed like a "slow sheep", but I didn't expect my sentence "Hi-sheep, sheep, beauty-sheep, don't look at me as a sheep ..." to lead the students to a climax. Along the way, we sang a string of songs.
Afterwards, we also visited the Cultural Corridor, Folk Art Museum, Zoo and Vegetable Plantation. The zoo is the most interesting place. We not only "played" the monkeys and fed the sheep in the pen, but also witnessed a "world-class sheep-sheep war". It turns out that sheep fighting is also an art: stand up, bang, and kneel on others' buttocks to express our opposition-hey, I am taller than you! . From these sheep, Miss Zhao and I seem to see the flock of Augustus. The "Blood Dinger" is fighting with a lamb, while the "Snow-rolling Nest" is standing on a hill piled up by several stones and watching the tiger fight. The little ewe "Golden Rose" is also "Bang Bang" to stop the fight. The most striking thing is that several sheep are "around the flower tripod".
Teng Teng said that her clothes were taken by Li Shi to tease the peacock. Not far away, Li Shi waved her red clothes and wanted Kong Ku to open the screen quickly, but the peacock didn't buy that. I don't know who said, "Peacock is ugly and won't open the screen." This angered the proud peacock. "Sasha Vujacic-"Peacock opened the screen arrogantly and slowly. "Goo goo-look at me. Who dares to call me ugly, sisters? I'll put on more POSE and take more photos!" This proud peacock.
Tingting asked me if I was playing High today, and I said loudly, "High, who says it's not High!"! 6
Beijing is a modern city, with high-rise buildings and heavy traffic. It seems that when you sniff your nose, you will smell "modern flavor". But when you get rid of the noise, you can see the elegance hidden in the old alley.
On the fourth day of the "Eleventh" holiday this year, my parents and I went to the front door. Instead of driving on weekdays, we chose cycling. "There are some things that you can't feel in the car," my mother said before leaving. My mother is a native of Beijing, and her understanding and feelings about the old hutong are naturally much more than my father and I. So, we followed the sound of car bells sprinkled by our mother all the way to the first "scenic spot".
Speaking of scenic spots is not correct in a strict sense, because there are still people living in these hutongs. The old bicycle by the side, the pony under the wall ribs, the window with paper, the iron gate with Spring Festival couplets, and the old yellow dog who only wants to leave his back by chance, everything here is very different from the "outside edge", but it is this one.