After the new year, the spring girl came to the wind and sprinkled green and flowers all over the world. Spring has come, everything is revived and full of vitality, piecing together my fragmentary memories.
On a sunny day, everything began to sprout. In spring, the grass slowly pokes its head out, and the branches and leaves on the tree begin to sprout, and the buds are in bud. When I closed my eyes, I saw a lush scene: lush trees, patches of green grass, blossoming flowers and swarms of bees buzzing.
In spring, I came here with my children. It's not far from our home, just at the foot of the mountain in front of our home. There are grasslands, rivers, trees and flowers. We are lying on the grass, and the fragrance of flowers, grass and earth is mixed together, giving the nose a wonderful feeling. Green is the main color of spring, with various colors, such as aqua green, emerald green, oil green and light green. The newly sprouted buds are still green with yellow, and the flowers in spring are delicate, not to mention colorful, all pink, white and pink. Standing on the highland, the grass "grows higher and higher", and there is a feeling of surging. It seems that there are various colors of "fish" swimming around in the green waves. I don't know what that "fish" is.
The friends built a machine city with building blocks. A child said, "If only we could live in it."
I said, "Yes, I will be an engineer and build a house like this for you to live in." After listening to my words, my friends are of course very happy. A child said, "I want to build a house where there will always be spring, green grass, red flowers and butterflies, which is much better than your house."
In spring, our spring dreams, like birds, fly in this blooming grassland, and our naive fantasies and pure friendship will stay there forever. We always believe that nothing is unexpected, only impossible.
The fragrance of flowers, the green grass, the tall and straight trees, and the laughter of hee hee, we will hide the beauty and kindness of this scene in the depths of our hearts. Now, the flowers I can still smell and the laughter I can still hear are stirring my heart wonderfully. Looking back on all that, it is so natural, as if there is nothing outside the heart, and everything except spring has nothing to do with us.
How romantic the spring was when I was a child, but I bid farewell to my childhood in a hurry, leaving only fragrant memories. How I want to go back to my childhood, play with my friends and chat carefree.
The spring of childhood has evolved into a landscape that remains in my heart, and it will spread spring and laughter all the way in my future journey. Respondent: enthusiastic netizen | 2011-3-2019: 45.
When I think of my childhood, I immediately hear beautiful and interesting nursery rhymes, and grandma's kind and kind face emerges.
My mother told me that I grew up in nursery rhymes sung by my grandmother. When I first learned to speak, my grandmother always grinned, hugged me, took my little hand and gently sang, "Xiaoyao Xiaoerlang, carrying a schoolbag to school ..." She clapped her hands and sang beautiful songs. I am very naughty when I eat. I often run around and don't like to eat. My grandmother always follows me happily with a spoon and a rice bowl in her hand, and sings children's songs to me: "Little darling, eat quickly, carrots and scrambled eggs. Don't be picky about food, eat three meals ... "In my grandmother's song, I ate and grew up slowly.
My mother also told me that every night, my grandmother always held me in her arms and slept, stroking my back gently and humming a lullaby: "Shake, shake, shake to Waipo Bridge …" She sent me into a sweet dream with that gentle song.
On summer nights, grandma often takes me to the yard to enjoy the cool, watching the curved moon hanging on the horizon like a boat, and the little stars flashing, as if playing hide-and-seek with us. What a yearning night sky! I took grandma's hand and clamored to hear the story of the moon. At this time, my grandmother pointed to the moon and said, "The moon is curved, the moon is ... other contents can only be read after logging in." Interviewee: It's her | level 2 | 201-3-2812: 58.
Summer melody
Xue Jing from Class 6 (5) of Zhangjiagang Experimental Primary School.
When summer comes and summer vacation comes, tourism becomes the melody of summer. Everyone helps old people and takes young people to bus stations, railway stations and airports.
On July 27th, it was an exciting day for me. My family took a taxi with our luggage to the south gate intersection. The destinations of our trip are Wuyishan and Xiamen. The bus has stopped there. We packed our bags and got on the bus. I can't wait to check the number of people who are excited. Many people came: Chen Yuchen, Gu Xiaoli, Xu Yangfan, Cao Yifan, Lu Jiatian, everyone was a little bit at first. Small talk began. When we arrived at Shanghai Railway Station and got on the train, everyone was very excited. They asked each other about their homework ... At night, it was already late at night, and the adults were already asleep, but we were too excited to fall asleep. The train was very quiet, and I don't know who sent the signal. Someone sent a signal back in the dark, and everyone suddenly understood that they woke up. Then, the quiet train immediately stirred up. Xu Yangfan fell asleep, talking in his sleep; Chen Yuchen is still chatting with the fat girl in the opposite bunk; Gu Xiaoli leaned out and told me to play clapping games; Cao Yifan is also quietly talking to her sister; Lu Jiatian is a guy who can eat. He still has a chicken leg in his mouth ... This night, we agreed that whoever wakes up first tomorrow will be rewarded.
The next morning, everyone didn't wake up, still immersed in a sweet dream. If our parents hadn't called us, the train wouldn't know where to take us!
The speed of the train is getting slower and slower, and the train stops. Everyone got off the bus with their luggage. Wuyishan station arrived, and everyone was very excited. We were received by a short female tour guide with a dark face. A group of us followed her out of the crowded railway station for about 5 minutes, got on a tourist bus, took us to Wuyishan Scenic Area and got off. I saw four big red letters on a plaque that read "Wuyi entrance". That's probably where I got in. I thought to myself. As expected, I checked my ticket and walked halfway up the mountain along a bumpy stone step road. What appears in front of us is a map. The tour guide began to introduce that we went to Roaring Tiger Rock today, because there is a cave in the mountain, and whenever the north wind blows, it will make a tiger cry. So it was named "Roaring Tiger Rock". I sighed, because I was not lucky enough to see the hole and I couldn't hear the tiger whistling. The tour guide paused and continued to introduce: "This stone is printed with a map of Roaring Tiger Rock." The tour guide said, pointing to a huge stone covered with moss on both sides and printed with a map in the middle. This stone must have a long history. After years of polishing, some place names and routes on the map have become somewhat blurred. Our team continued to go up, and the children had already taken the opportunity of the tour guide to explain it to them. Not to be outdone, I soon caught up with them. But the next road is getting harder and harder: the road is less than half a meter wide and the steps are very high, so I may not be able to cross it at once. The plane of the steps is very small, which makes me go up one step and down two steps several times. I'm a little discouraged. After a short pause, I continued to climb in the hot sun. Today's sun is extremely toxic, which makes my arm burn. If I hadn't put on a little sunscreen, I would have become a "roast dog".
Many things happen. I finally climbed to the top of the mountain, panting with fatigue. Looking back, my parents still fell behind and missed!
As the saying goes, going up the mountain is easier than going down. Because the mountain road is steep, I climbed too fast when I went up, so I lost a lot of physical strength. I am really worried to see that everyone has climbed to the top of the mountain and is ready to go down after enjoying the beautiful mountain scenery. I don't know if I can go down the mountain. The task of going down the mountain is more arduous than going up the mountain. Suddenly I felt a pain under my feet, which was originally caused by sports shoes. It's too small, plus just now.
The downhill situation is what I expected, four words: terrible. I won't elaborate here.
After a simple lunch, we went rafting again.
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Unconsciously, it was already afternoon. After drifting, everyone happily returned to the hotel. In the evening, at the appointed time, everyone came to the restaurant on time. After a tiring day, the food is particularly delicious. After a simple wash, they fell asleep early.
The punctual service woke me up early the next morning. I opened my hazy eyes, stretched myself and got out of bed. After washing, we all went downstairs
After breakfast, we came to Wuyishan Scenic Area again. Today, our destination is Tianyou Peak.
Tianyou Peak is the first dangerous peak in Wuyishan, and a path leads directly to the top of the mountain. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the silver path twists and turns, just like a bony snake lying on the mountain. Through high-powered binoculars, we saw snowflake springs on the mountainside, many strange stones and hanging coffins on the top of the mountain. Legend has it that in order to preserve the remains of great men, ancient people deliberately put a boat-shaped wooden coffin and the remains together.
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In the afternoon, everyone canceled the trip to climb the mountain again and started adventure rafting. Oh, but it can't be said to be an adventure, because the theme of this drifting is-water war. What exciting news! I am dancing with joy.
We all divided into groups, put on life jackets and boarded kayaks one by one. We are so excited that we are a little nervous. I picked up the ladle, adjusted the water temperature and got everything ready.
Four ships began to slide one after another, and the "crew" took water scoops and prepared to fight. Suddenly, with a "wow", a basin of water fell on the crew member Chen Yuchen, and the unfortunate woman immediately became a prisoner of the enemy. Not to be outdone, everyone decided to take revenge and began to scoop water with a water ladle, fighting back crazily. Pots of water fell on each other's heads one after another, and everyone was fighting like a bee. Everyone shouted with one voice. What I expected most happened: because of my provocation, both sides inspired a struggle without smoke and water mist! The crew of the two ships are not to be outdone, and they cannot be neglected for a moment. Suddenly, the water splashed all over the sky like a fountain, beating the beach like waves. At this time, people can't see things, but they are fighting with their sense of direction and intuition. As for their eyes, they have already been soaked by water and can't open them.
I remember later, I don't know who shouted "someone is coming behind", so I would rather believe that this war will never stop.
The two ships behind are slowly approaching us. Everyone immediately held an emergency meeting and agreed to live in peace. They attacked the two boats behind with Qi Xin. Everyone agreed at once.
Silence, or silence. At this time, everyone should be prepared for the war, and everyone is very quiet. Some of them are bailing out of the boat, some are recovering their strength, and some are sorting out the equipment that was embarrassing on the boat.
"coming!" A hero reminded us that everyone suddenly woke up and remained on high alert. When they approached, they pretended to be very enthusiastic and asked where they were from. After a thorough investigation, we learned that this group of people were not together. The boat full of ambitious young men came from Nanjing, and the boat full of shy young women came from Wuxi. Hey, they're neighbors!
A secret code touched the hearts of four boatmen. Everyone took advantage of the profits and started a surprise attack. "Rush", several pots of water fell on the enemy. The other party didn't know that we were insincere, so they ate our fist and accepted this extraordinary "meeting gift".
Or "Brother Nanjing" reacted quickly and fought back. We immediately became a "drowned rat". As for Sister Wuxi, it is really not interesting enough. We defeated the war before it started. Everyone thought it was not interesting enough, so they let them go and attacked brother Nanjing. Unexpectedly, brother Nanjing seized the opportunity, picked up the ladle, and took aim at the goal while we watched sister Wuxi go away.
With a swish, everyone became a drowned rat again, and their eyes were treated in the same way. But there are also brave people-such as my father, who quickly picked up the ladle and showed a "dead" expression on his face. Unexpectedly, he unexpectedly threw water at Brother Nanjing bravely. Brother Nanjing, who was complacent in the spring breeze, was suddenly splashed with a basin of water. A Nanjing warrior died heroically. Instead of saving him, people jumped into the rain, adding insult to injury and fighting back desperately, just like Gou Jian, the king of Yue, hated snow. The crew of one of the ships was far away and did not take part in the battle. They watched and laughed their heads off, and some people fell into the water to "steal joy"! What a cold-blooded war ...
After drifting, it seems that everyone still didn't enjoy themselves. They took off their life jackets one by one and dragged their clothes like landlubbers in the water. Very interesting!
In the evening, everyone had dinner together and arrived at the railway station on time. We are going to the beautiful Xiamen.
I took the train all night and came to Xiamen.
In Xiamen, we went to Gulangyu Island, Nanputuo Temple and visited Xiamen University. What's more exciting is that we took a ferry to see the treasure island in Taiwan Province Province, but we couldn't see the elegance of the island. ...
Time seems to pass quickly. The four-day journey is over. We flew from Xiamen to Shanghai and then returned to Zhangjiagang by bus.
I will never forget this trip.