This morning, it was sunny, and my father and I went climbing. At first, at the foot of the mountain, I couldn't help but sigh: "Wow, this mountain is so high, when can I reach the top!" " ""It will take about two hours. "Dad seems to have poured a basin of water on me.
"ah? Then let's climb quickly. " I ran and shouted, and my father followed me.
I walked up the stone steps, and from time to time several people came down from the mountain. My father and I watched the beautiful scenery on the mountain all the way and were tirelessly attracted!
Suddenly, I found that we had climbed halfway up the mountain. I am happy to say to my father, "Dad, we are halfway up. Can you have a rest? " Dad looked down the hill and said, "Of course you can have a rest!" "
After a short rest, we continued to climb the mountain. We climbed higher and higher and finally reached the top of the mountain. Looking down the hill, people are as small as ants, and the tall building is about the size of a book. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, the scenery is really beautiful!
Climbing mountains can really exercise and enjoy the beautiful scenery. Very interesting!
A 350-word composition about mountain climbing in grade two and grade three of primary school.
One Saturday morning, sunny and breezy, my father decided to take me hiking. We came to the foot of the mountain, dressed up and ready to climb the mountain. At this moment, I heard a voice, "Newspapers are for sale. Does anyone want to buy a newspaper? " I turned my head and saw a child carrying a small bag and selling a dozen newspapers in his hand. Behind him stood an uncle with a big pile of newspapers in his hand and looked at him with a smile. I think this should be his father.
My father and I walked up step by step, and I found the little boy following. He has been selling newspapers to mountain climbers. Halfway up the hill, I was sitting on a big stone to have a rest. The little boy came to me and said, "Do you need a newspaper?" "good! I want one. How much is it? " I answered him. "A 2 yuan." The little boy told me. "Here you are." I'll pass the money. "Thank you!" The little boy took the money and smiled.
My father and I sat on the stone and read the newspaper for a while, then continued to walk up the mountain. The little boy is coming with me, too. Suddenly, the little boy tripped over a stone. I quickly helped the little boy up and asked, "Are you all right?" "I'm fine!" The little boy smiled at me and replied. "That's right! Why did you come out to sell newspapers? " I asked with a curious face "We should donate the money earned from selling newspapers to children in poor mountainous areas to make their lives happier and let them go to school happily." The little boy answered me.
I walked up the hill for a while. At this time, my clothes were caught by branches. I was pulled by a branch and hit on the back by a branch. My father who walked in front saw it and encouraged me to say, "Never mind, try to climb up!" " "After listening to my father's words, I got up the courage, tore off the branches hanging in my body and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step.
At the top of the mountain, the little boy came up to me and said, "I'm going down the mountain to continue selling newspapers." Goodbye! " ""goodbye! "I looked at the back of the little boy and his father coming down the mountain and thought: He is about my age, but he can help others through his own efforts. I should learn from him. I also want to help children and people in need in poor mountainous areas through my own efforts. Although my ability is very small, I also want to try my best to make them happy!
A 350-word composition about climbing mountains in grade three and grade three.
On a clear Saturday in Wan Li, my grandparents and I went climbing. I walked happily to the mountain and came to the foot of the mountain. I rushed up the stairs and began to climb. At first, climbing the mountain was not too tiring. When climbing the mountain, my grandparents and I talked and laughed. After walking for about half an hour, the road began to steep and the stairs became slopes. I forgot to talk, and made my way to the top of the mountain step by step. Halfway up the hill, I was so tired that I sat on a big stone. At this time, an old man who was almost 80 years old said to me, "Are the children tired of walking?" You can't rest when climbing the mountain, otherwise your previous efforts will be in vain. "Grandma also pulled me up and said," Go, go, persistence is victory. "I stood up at once, and finally I climbed to the top of the mountain.
A 350-word composition about mountain climbing in grade four and grade three of primary school.
Today, my aunt, my cousin, my mother and my little sister went to climb the Phoenix Mountain. When we got to Phoenix Mountain, we ran first as usual. As a result, we ran and my cousin fell and cried. My aunt hurried up to have a look, and when my cousin's mood eased a little, we officially started climbing the mountain. At first, I walked slowly, and then I ran after them. When I was running, I found that Phoenix Mountain was full of dense forests, stones and streams, and even the stairs were covered with wet mud. When we step on it, we feel as if we are stepping on watered soil. We are crawling, and the two sisters just want to play in the stream for a while. My two sisters went to play in the water. Because I was wearing sneakers, I didn't go into the water. I just watched them play on the shore. I thought to myself, my sneakers are so good that I don't have to get into the water or get my feet wet. After playing with water, we started climbing again. We only climbed for a short time, and my sister is going to play with water again. This time my mother is going to play with water, so I have to carry my little sister's shoes and my mother's shoes in my hand. I thought, "well, I'm really unlucky." I'm going to lift two people's shoes now. If I wear sandals and my mother wears sneakers, I will throw all my shoes to my mother. " We continued to climb, climbed to a platform, and we began to play with water again. At this time, I also played. I played with rocks and practiced diving on the shore, and I succeeded several times. My little sister peed her pants while playing, so we had to go down the mountain. I'm really happy to climb this mountain.
350-word mountain climbing composition in grade five and grade three of primary school
On Saturday, it was sunny. My parents and I went to climb the Siming Mountain in Zhangxi. There are eighteen bends in the mountain road along the way, so two cars should pass carefully when they meet. It took two and a half hours to drive to Zhangxi. We had lunch at a farmhouse first, and then went climbing nearby. Unknown flowers are everywhere on the mountain, and bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest are pointed out. We also found that there were many wild onions on the roadside, and there was no bag to put them in. I simply turned my hat into a vegetable basket. There is a strange stone on the mountain. On the front, it has several cross sections, as if someone had erected them. Seen from the side, it has several vertical parts. What a wonderful work! According to the local people, many monks lived here more than 1000 years ago, so there are many cliff carvings left on the stone, some of which we don't know. There is a group of people picking cherry blossoms. I asked them curiously what they were doing. They said they would make cherry blossom cakes. I think this cake must be beautiful and delicious!
On this day, although I was carsick and allergic to pollen, I still got the beautiful scenery on the mountain.
350-word composition for climbing mountains in grade six and grade three.
On New Year's Day, the sun was shining, and my uncle took my sister and me to climb the "Orange Mountain". It is said to be Orange Mountain, but there is not even an orange. Uncle said that in order to facilitate the nursing home, a large area of green orange trees were all cut down. Our party came to the foot of the mountain and climbed up the hillside excitedly. My sister and I are like wild horses, and we can't wait to run to the top of the mountain at once. On the way, we found a lot of khaki reeds, and it was perfect to use them as team flags, so my sister and I took the lead and proudly led the way with reeds. Unconsciously, we reached the top of the mountain and looked around. In the distance, by the roadside, clusters of furry candles are waving to us happily. My sister and I couldn't wait to fly over, picked a few and blew them hard. Suddenly, there are many plush floating in all directions, like snowflakes flying all over the sky. Very interesting! Why are they called fur candles? I think it looks like a candle! I heard that hair wax can stop bleeding and make medicine ... amazing!
350-word mountain climbing composition in grade seven and grade three of primary school.
It's a fine day today. Dad said, "Let's climb the mountain of Jiulong Lake after lunch." Suddenly, my heart is like a surging wave, dancing with excitement. Haha, I haven't been here for a long time. The air is fresher and the sun is brighter than before. The sky is so blue, the clouds are so white, the mountains are so green, the water is so green, and we are so small. We climbed slowly, and the mountain road ahead was relatively flat, which made us feel relaxed. The more we go up, the steeper the mountain road, and our physical strength begins to overdraw, especially my mother, who has been lacking in exercise. I am so tired that I use all my strength to climb to the top of the mountain, and my parents are far behind me. "Wow", the landscape picture is presented in front of us: the mountains are embracing each other, the blue waves are rippling, and the lakes and mountains set each other off, which is really picturesque! We had a rest at the top of the mountain, and my mother sighed, "This is natural reproduction. Inhale, inhale again ... I really can't bear to leave. " When we went down the hill on the boulevard, we listened to the birds singing on the branches, enjoyed the breeze in the mountains, felt the rustling of the branches and bathed in the sunshine passing through them.
Mountain climbing can not only exercise, but also enrich my after-school life. This is killing two birds with one stone.
A 350-word composition about mountain climbing in grade eight and grade three of primary school.
During the winter vacation, my father took me to climb the mountain. When I came to the foot of the mountain, I looked up and said, "Ah, it's so high!" Dad said, "No matter how high it is, we will climb it." So, I quickly stepped forward and quickly left my father behind, thinking happily: actually, climbing the mountain is quite simple. While enjoying the scenery along the way, I hummed a little song. On the roadside, there is a large area of yellow leaf grass. Although winter still lingers, the trees are extremely lush, the sun shines through the leaves, and the spots are mottled. All the small yellow flowers on the roadside are hidden in the short-leaved grass. A cool breeze blew, and the flowers shook their heads feebly. On the way, the tea tree is dotted with small white camellias, and the petals are like little sparks, emitting a faint fragrance. I climbed to the top of the mountain with a scent. At this time, I was sitting on a big stone like a pool of mud, panting, and the cool mountain wind went straight into my nostrils. Suddenly, I feel cool and comfortable all over.
Standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, the surrounding mountains seem to be much shorter. Those tall buildings are piled up like building blocks, and streets run through them like belts.
Mountain climbing is a test of our perseverance. Only by climbing hard and not afraid of fatigue can we finally see the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain. Being a man is the same, persistence is victory, and only the person who laughs last is the winner!