Kneel for composition 15

When I first arrived in Badaling, Beijing, I fell into the overlapping thick green. The car is on the road, with high ridges on both sides. Compared with the mountains in Shaoxing, it is indeed much more magnificent here.

Finally, the Great Wall appeared, winding in the thick green, which triggered the thoughts of many heroes throughout the ages.

Badaling Great Wall is the north gate of Juyongguan. The east gate says "Copper Lock for the North Gate" and the west gate says "Juyongguan Town". Yanqing District in the north and Zhen Xuan Town in the west, hence the name "Badaling".

I feel very cool after getting off the bus. The mountain wind dances with the Great Wall, and my aloof personality sets off its momentum.

The stone steps of the Great Wall are very high, so it is a little difficult to step on them, so you have to bow your head to climb them.

Badaling Road is extremely wide, allowing five horses to run side by side. The whole city wall is paved with granite strips and special city bricks, and guarding the city can be described as "indestructible".

Holding the stone fence, I feel cool. There are enemy platforms, cribs and hiding holes along the city wall, and there is a drainage system, about ten paces away.

The drainage system is at the foot of granite, and there is a square hole. The mountain wind is pouring in, and it is cold from the feet to the hands. Seen from the railing, the winding Great Wall extends to the end of the sky. After thousands of years of wind and frost, it hits the solid tower, and the bricks become smoother and finally smoother.

In those days, the sword and shadow seemed to flash before my eyes, the steeds that went straight to the battlefield seemed to gallop in front of me, the shouts and screams of those years seemed to reverberate in my ears, and the bonfires of those years seemed to burn in front of my eyes ... How could I not give in to the freedom of "holding the lute on the fortress and returning the camel to my hometown", how could I not give in to the heroic spirit of Li Zicheng who captured Badaling and entered the Great Wall, and how many heroic sons and daughters watched the history of the ages?

When I came to the Great Wall, I had to climb Hero Slope, but when I climbed it, my back was wet. The originally slightly flat road is getting steeper and steeper. I just feel untenable, so I have to clench my fist and go forward. My palms are already sweating.

Climb to the later, the calf has no consciousness, only feel a twinge of pins and needles, arrived at the hero slope, just feel exhausted, Shan Ye breeze from the city wall mouth in, Mao Zedong's inscription "He who does not reach the Great Wall is not a hero" in the mountain wind is particularly eye-catching.

In the distance of the Great Wall stands a huge sign, which reads "OneWorld, One Dream", with "One World, One Dream" in English below and the Olympic logo on the left. In 2008, we are all looking forward to it, and a dream will stand on this treasure of China.

Coming down from the Great Wall, the sun is just overhead. It's time to have dinner under the Great Wall. I want to have a big meal, because I am tired and hungry, but the food here is too salty to swallow, so I can only eat a bowl of miscellaneous sauce noodles.

In the afternoon, the Great Wall is still magnificent. Some things in the Great Wall Museum are imitations. I have little interest except swords, armor, cannons and huge models of the Great Wall.

At night, I was still thinking about the Great Wall. My transparent heart turned into rain and dripped on the thick wall.

An article on scenery (model essay)

Living Art-Yandang Mountain

Located in Yueqing City, Wenzhou, Zhejiang Province, Yandang Mountain is known as "the first famous mountain in Southeast China", and it is said that "it is illusory not to visit Yandang". There is a lake at the top of the mountain along the lake hill at an altitude of more than 1040 meters, where reeds flourish and the grass becomes a swing. Yandang Wild geese fly here every autumn, hence the name Yandang.

Since the return of Yandang Peak, the strange peaks and rocks, quiet caves, clear waterfalls, deep valleys and cultural relics of Yandang Mountain have come to my mind from time to time, which often makes me think and taste quietly. I always feel that the whole Yandang Mountain is a "living" artistic masterpiece.

Yandang Mountain is a masterpiece of this artistic bonsai, with its towering peaks, steep and steep, varied and endless. These peaks are amazing and almost "alive". Walking into Dalong Waterfall Scenic Area, standing on the bank of Jinxi River and looking deep into the valley, I saw a mountain peak standing in the deep valley, with the peaks slightly separated and the valleys slowly intersecting, which looked like a giant "scissors" from a distance, hence the name "scissors peak". Walking around this peak and that peak along the mountain road can be said to be a change of rhythm. After watching Scissorhands, he walked a hundred paces into the valley and stopped to watch the mountain peak. Scissors become lifelike "woodpeckers". From this, a hundred steps forward, looking up at the peak, is the graceful image of the ancient beauty Wang Zhaojun when she left the fortress. Say goodbye to "Zhaojun", make further progress and turn around to see the peak. The original "Zhaojun" has now become a beautiful "peacock". Walking slowly along the winding mountain road around Scissors Peak, you will see sails, Tianzhu, bears and other shapes constantly appearing on the peak from time to time. It is amazing that this mountain peak is alive to such an extent. Scissors peak changes during the day, while Lingfeng not only changes during the day, but also changes at night, which is more poetic and imaginative.

Lingfeng in the daytime, a towering peak stands in the valley, with a huge gap from the peak to the bottom, which divides the peak into two parts, and small peaks are attached to it on the left and right sides in turn. From a distance, it looks like a pair of folded palms, also known as folded palm peak. There is a cave between the palms, which is 1 13m high, 76m deep and 14m wide. There is a thousand-year-old temple-Kannonji, named Guanyin Cave. The change of Lingfeng at night is amazing. When gazing at Lingfeng on a bright night, there is a poetic picture in the dim moonlight. Huge palms for a pair of affectionate couples; Jinjifeng became a "parent" who peeked at intimacy and attachment; Double Everest became a kind old woman and formed a family full of fun. The "flexibility" of Lingfeng night scene also lies in that it can be suitable for tourists with different identities to watch. When the first lover looks at the mountain peak, the mountain peak is a pair of lovers tryst under the moon; When the soldiers in armor looked at the mountain peak, it was a farewell couple; When couples who love each other look at the peak, that peak is a couple who meet again after a long separation. The flexibility of this peak is so amazing.

Yandang Mountain is not only a "living" mountain peak, but also a "living" waterfall, of which Dalong Waterfall is the representative. At the pole of the deep valley in Dalong Waterfall Scenic Area, a huge waterfall as high as 100 feet, like an iron casting, spans two mountains, just like a huge waterfall blocking the deep valley. Dalong Waterfall flies down from the top of these three cliffs in thousands of feet. Looking up from the bottom of the valley, the waterfall falls from the sky like a dragon, which is spectacular. The "living" of Dalong Waterfall can move with the seasons, sunny and rainy. In summer and rainy season, Dalong Waterfall is like an angry white dragon. Accompanied by fierce thunder and the brightness of lightning, it penetrated the rich clouds, split the cold cliff, swooped down screaming, cut the heart of the pool, rushed out of the Longtan, rolled in the pool and headed for the stream. In winter and dry season, Dalong Waterfall is like a changeable pearl, hovering from the clouds, turning into a gorgeous rainbow under the sunshine and hanging in the valley. In the spring of March, Dalong Waterfall is like scattered beads, delicate and elegant in the air, gently floating down, and after a few feet of exit, it becomes a hazy smog, sometimes like a thin layer of white gauze. The white gauze turned into light smoke in the falling. At this time, it is confusing whether Dalong Waterfall is water, cloud, smoke or fog. Dalong Waterfall is such a "living" and fickle dragon.

However, the masterpiece of nature, Yandang Mountain, is "alive" because it needs people to imagine and feel with their thinking, just like other artworks. Only in the feeling of people's thinking can they "live" and become real works of art. Like a green olive, someone needs to chew it to taste it. Without human feelings, mountains are still mountains, water is still water, and vegetation is still the original vegetation. Therefore, you must go to Yandang Mountain with "feeling".

Yandang Mountain is a living masterpiece of art in my mind.

China is a big country with a history of thousands of years. How many tens of thousands of years of labor experience and life wisdom have accumulated, and today's human civilization has come into being. Countless Chinese sons and daughters have overcome countless diseases and saved countless lives from the brink of death in these vicissitudes.

This is an isolated "spring", and our streets and alleys are covered with slogans such as "Overcoming SARS with One Heart". Busy pedestrians are rarely seen on the way to and from school. Most of them stay at home, afraid of catching SARS. The noisy streets in the past disappeared and were replaced by terrible peace. At this time, inspiring words and poems praising the white soldiers can be seen everywhere on TV. Indeed, at this critical moment, party member, our producer, and her family, the soldiers in white, are fighting for everyone. They are fighting against diseases that people all over the world hate. They soothed one green life after another, and it was white that accompanied the patients out of the SARS isolation area. But have you thought about those people who support the work of medical staff behind their backs? Didn't they go through a more severe test?

When SARS launched a rampant attack on mankind, they sent the first batch of disaster relief drugs to the front line without hesitation. They have the noble quality of sacrificing themselves for others! Aren't they afraid of being infected with SARS when they walk into the hospital? Don't they want to live happily with their families forever? But their first thought is the interests of the urban people, and their first thought is to ensure the adequate supply of medicines in hospitals. If they don't send disaster relief drugs to the front in time, then the soldiers in white will have no weapons to fight the disease, and countless innocent lives may be played at will under the clutches of the virus.

In those extraordinary days, those selfless and fearless people risked their lives and sent batches of drugs to the anti-Africa front line for the safety of the broad masses of people and the happiness of one family after another. At this time, when countless lovely creatures came out of the isolation area of the hospital, they did not go to the deep white, but their faces were still filled with happy smiles, as beautiful as spring flowers and as green as spring life.

The spread of SARS has been brought under control. Looking up, we can see the blue sky, distant and pure ... this is a sunny sky in spring! Look, a flock of little pigeons are flying from a distance. They screamed and flapped their wings across the transparent blue sky, flying, flying, flying. ...

It's autumn and the climate is pleasant. During the National Day holiday, I invited my friends to show off and go to Haiyan, Zhejiang with my family to fly myself!

On weekdays, I am used to seeing the towering, rigid and dreary cement forests in big cities. Blindly gray tone seems a bit dull. The beautiful South-North Lake and the ten-mile-long embankment on the bank of Qianjiang River are increasingly prominent in my mind. The fresh and vivid texture has unique charm and fascinates me. On the A4 highway, my mood became very carefree. You see: the fields along the road are full of autumn fruits; The flaming maple trees are especially beautiful in the early morning sun. The sky is spotless, the clouds seem to become transparent, and the glory of the autumn sun is so gentle that it really makes people tremble. Breathing the fresh air with the fragrance of earth, it feels really different.

It is an hour's drive to Haiyan. Putting down our luggage, we can't wait to run to the seaside. This is the mouth of Qiantang River, where the world-famous Qian Jiangchao and its vast land and mountains originated. Last time we played here for half a day, we caught several pots of sea white shrimp and small crabs, but they also became "big faces" and "mud legs" one by one, which was still unsatisfactory! On the way, I said a lot about catching shrimp and crabs until he rubbed his hands. ...

When we arrived at the seaside, we found that the tide was high now, and the sea flooded the whole beach, so we couldn't catch shrimps and crabs. We didn't feel a little disappointed! The waves in the sea rushed to the bank, but there was no tide coming in. The sea is not blue, but it is yellow with sediment. After standing on the seawall for a while, I walked into the seaside park with my monitor. Hey, what's that? How did you jump from pebble to pebble? Oh, look clearly, it turned out to be a grasshopper! Looking at the green grasshopper, I can't help feeling itchy! I asked my mother for two plastic bags, one in my hand, and I used his karate to catch grasshoppers! We drive it to the grass first, and then, when we make full use of it, we jump up with our hands. Unexpectedly, the grasshopper jumped and flew, which startled us. The grasshopper flew a long way and landed on a clump of grass. We approached the clump of grass gently and looked carefully, and found that the grasshopper landed on a blade of grass. I gently put it in a plastic bag. Ah, it's stuck! Reach in and grab it. When you catch it, put it in another bag. With experience, we began to look for grasshoppers everywhere. Soon, due to our tacit cooperation, we caught dozens of grasshoppers. And Fang Chen and I have recovered our long-lost childlike innocence!

The next day, we drove to Nanbei Lake Scenic Area. The mountains and lakes in the north and south are not high, but the mountains are green and deep, but they are winding. It's much like the West Lake, but it's quieter and more rustic than the West Lake. You see, the weeping willows by the lake are slim and graceful, and the wind combs her beautiful long hair; The pine trees on the mountain are green and dripping, the autumn wind blows and the pine trees burst. Along the lake embankment, when I walked to the center of the trestle, I looked around: water on the left, water on the right, water in front and water behind, rippling blue waves without any pollution; There is a mountain on the left, a mountain on the right, a mountain in front and a mountain behind, and there is no earthy color; The sky above is blue, the clouds are floating quietly, and the bridge is covered with clear lake water. Water waves rise and fall silently, and there is silence between heaven and earth. Frogs and bird calls came from time to time from the Woods and islands on the shore. However, "cicada forest is quieter, Tongshan is quieter", which shows a magical tranquility between heaven and earth. The breeze is blowing slowly. The wind blows gently, clearly and slowly, without any arrogance or femininity. I can't help but stop, open my arms and close my eyes, and let the wind of mountains and rivers blow into my heart. At this moment, my heart is quiet and empty. I feel that I have melted, and I am integrated with heaven and earth and nature. ...

My new friend.

My new friend Zhang Xiao comes from Class 1 (1) of Xizhong Middle School in Yangshan District, Wuxi City, Jiangsu Province. I entered this middle school and made many new friends. We laughed and helped each other. But she impressed me the most.

She has a real face, and her beautiful and exquisite calligraphy makes me envy and admire; When I am angry, sweet voice and comforting voice can always calm my confused heart. Listening to the sweet voice and feeling the temperature of those hands that hold me tightly, my heart is full of warmth. She, an ordinary girl, completely changed me.

I remember in the sixth grade, I was not a "good student" and I was not so conscious in my studies. But since I entered middle school, I made such a friend with her. I have changed, and I think I am making progress. This should start with that incident. ...

I failed in the exam that week. I think I failed completely. I did so badly in the exam for the first time. I am very depressed at this time, and I don't want to give myself a chance. She seemed to read my mind, so she came up to me and said, "Zhang Xiaoying, don't you want to give yourself a chance to start over?" After listening to this, I have a feeling in my heart: yes, life will inevitably suffer setbacks. How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? As the saying goes, sunshine is always behind the storm. Now, my mood has changed from depression to confidence.

She gave me courage and confidence; It's her. When I am lonely and depressed, the voice of comfort lingers in my ears. ...

Now, I stand in front of the mirror, and I find that I have grown up and made progress. This little effort comes entirely from her words. Without her help, how can I go from failure to success?

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell everyone that she is Yu Rujing.

Remember an unforgettable activity in China?

I remember an unforgettable Chinese activity, Zhang Xiao from Class 1 (1) of Xizhong Middle School in Shi Yang Province, Huishan District, Wuxi City, Jiangsu Province. I am very sorry. " This is what Teacher Ding said to us in today's Chinese class.

The recitation competition is currently held in the class, and the students who have recited well are selected for the "grade competition". It can be said that before this, I have made full preparations, waiting to perform my own "specialty" and show my elegance!

On Friday afternoon, the recitation contest officially began. I walked onto the podium one by one in the order of seats, and my heart couldn't help pounding.

Ah, finally it's my turn! The heart that could have been suppressed, now I can't control it no matter how I use it. Suddenly, my heart doesn't seem to belong to me, as if I have escaped from my body and got rid of my "claws". I thought: will I forget my lines? Will I lose face in front of my classmates? Will I? ...

With a "thumping" heart, I stepped onto the platform and recited the articles I had memorized with my partner Yan Fei.

"..." Hey, why doesn't Yin Fei talk? I wonder in my heart.

The students all looked at us with puzzled eyes. I really can't wait any longer. I'll go first. "The morning dew falls ..." I read it aloud. I don't know what the reason is, the heart that was originally separated from the body suddenly returned to the body, and it was calm again unconsciously.

Finally, we got 89 points and entered the grade competition. I am very pleased and happy.

It can be said that the recitation competition is a long-awaited competition, because there are opponents and competitions in it, and you can see your own level. It is also an addiction!

I'm waiting for the grade recitation contest! I hope to show my best style!

my friend

My friend Qiu Chuanghao, a friend of Class 4 of Dahao Middle School in Haojiang District, Shantou City, Guangdong Province, is an indispensable social activity for everyone. Everyone has a good friend. People without friends will be lonely, and I am no exception. I also have a very good friend. Her name is Tingting, and I met her online. I hate being late when I talk to her. I had an incident with her, and I still remember it deeply until now. Let me tell you what happened.

I remember it was summer, and it was very hot that day. I went to school early at noon, but the time hasn't arrived yet, so the school gate hasn't been opened yet. I stood there waiting for the school gate to open. After standing for 20 minutes, I was sweating like a pig, and the doorman came to open the door. After entering the classroom, I almost had a class. My head suddenly fainted, and I lay on the table to see if I could get better. At this time, a familiar voice said a word and asked me if I was sick. I looked up to see who it was. It turned out to be Tingting, the person I hate most. How can she ask me so kindly? So I asked her if she wanted to laugh at me. She said solemnly that she didn't want to laugh at you. After a while, she put some white flower oil on me and asked me if I was better. After school, she insisted on sending me home because I was dizzy. I couldn't argue with her, so I asked her to take me home.

After this incident, I changed from hating her to being a good friend with her, and we are still studying together until now. We all have a common desire, that is, to be a doctor to save people.

Teacher, you have worked hard!

Wandering on the way to school, shuttling between classrooms. Time passed in the pages, and six years of primary school life ended in a blink of an eye. But when I am about to become a high school student, I still remember my alma mater, my former classmates, and my first teacher in middle school for three years-Teacher Ni Qinxiao. I have a deep attachment in my heart.

I will never forget my beloved teacher. Your figure often appears in front of my eyes, and your amiable smile is sometimes as broad as a raging sea, and sometimes as brilliant and heroic as a blooming flower. Your smile makes me face all kinds of difficulties bravely and let me grow up under your care. Whenever I do something wrong, the teacher will criticize me with a smile; Whenever I do something good, the teacher will praise me with an encouraging smile.

I will never forget my beloved teacher. Your earnest teachings reverberate in my ears, your beautiful words pour into my heart of knowledge like spring rain, and your unique teaching style is like a key to open my heart, teaching me to read, make sentences, keep a diary, recite ancient poems and read extracurricular books. I went from a naive and ignorant person.

I will never forget my beloved teacher. Your concern accompanied me to grow up in middle school for three years. I have been studying, living and playing games, getting along day and night, being inseparable, and making your efforts all the time. You taught me a lot about being a man in a simple way, just like the indicator light on my way forward in life, and gave me meticulous care. On the way of growing up, you sheltered me from the wind and rain, bathed me in sunshine and rain, and poured all your body and mind into us. Whenever I feel unwell and encounter difficulties and setbacks, I will think of your kind concern for me.

Teacher Ni, I graduated from middle school and will leave you reluctantly, but your smile, teaching and care will remain in my memory forever. I want to say thank you! You have worked hard!

memory

I just forced myself to turn off Q Q, which is still flashing desperately, and press the stereo that is playing beautiful music. That was not the case. The deafening ringing of the telephone sounded like a death warrant. I rubbed my ears damaged by the earthquake, grabbed the microphone on the table and asked grumpily, "Hello, who are you looking for?" My voice is lazy, without a trace of anger, but there is also a lot of anger.

"Hello, is this Ji Huijie?" The other person's voice is very cautious. I struggled to find the owner of this voice in my mind. The sound is familiar, but I can't remember it. But I can preliminarily confirm that this is a girl. I'm a little depressed. Under normal circumstances, when the first voice comes from the phone, I will recognize this person accurately.

"Hello, is this Ji Huijie?" The other party seems to know me. I wanted to think about it more, but a series of questions about inertia slipped out of my mouth: "Well, I am. But who are you? " Curiosity calmed me down gradually and said slowly.

"Guess!" The voice from the receiver suddenly brightened up a lot, which made my mood clear. But the brain seems to be stuck, and it refuses to show the man's face.

"Then try to say a few more words." I still don't want to give up and pursue the last chance.

"ah? You don't remember me! We used to be good friends! " She seems to be in a hurry. I can imagine her red face. I didn't forget my "correct job" either. I quickly searched my mind for answers with a "searcher", but thinking repeatedly and facing the computer for a long time gave me a headache, so I simply chose to give up.

I don't know, who are you? Her anxious tone just now seems to have infected me and made my words impatient.

"ah? Don't you remember? " Her voice was a little lonely, so I didn't have a tight heart, so I decided to reconsider. Before I finished thinking, the other party sounded a happy voice: "Think again, when I was in elementary school!" " "

My heart thumped. Isn't she my best friend in primary school-Monty? How can you forget her voice?

"Ah, it's Monty!" I'm really surprised, but not only surprised, but also very happy.

"Yes! You recognize me! " She was happier on the other end of the phone than I was.

Then we talked a lot of interesting things about our schools. The passage of time doesn't seem to add any strangeness to our friendship. Happy time in primary school is replayed like a movie. Unconsciously, a bright smile was deeply imprinted on our cheeks.

I cherish this memory deeply. That's what happened. When the cloud of the past clears, you will be greeted by another life, so don't be afraid to lose it, because you will have more than you once had.

Delete yourself ...