How to write a composition if you don't want to travel?

1. Reasons for Not Traveling Composition 508 When you hear about traveling, everyone will definitely say, "Go, go!" But I 100% don't want to go to this "Xiamen trip", not because I am stupid, but for the following reasons.

This time we are traveling with a group, and we will take the bus when we get off the plane. You don't want to think about it. Although I don't get airsick, I get carsick. After arriving in Xiamen, it will take a long bus ride. Oh, I didn't know people had car phobia. Moreover, the last thing that should happen happened-squeezing the bed with my mother. Last time she squeezed the bed with me, I didn't sleep well all night, and the dark circles came out the next day!

Because I want to travel, I can't enjoy the spicy hot pot and barbecue in Chongqing! Damn it! Knowing that she is a sister from Sichuan (Chongqing belonged to Sichuan when I was born) and my motto of "not spicy, not eating", she asked me to go to Xiamen. Too much, too much, too much! !

Going to Xiamen, going to seaside A, I wonder if there will be a "spicy sun"?

Fourth, I went to Xiamen for four days (it should be counted as four days, leaving on Saturday afternoon), and I won't be back until Tuesday night. Oh, bad luck. Four days can't surf the internet, four days can't publish articles. Did I miss some articles? I'm going to see the growth and cocoa PK, and I'm going to see the willow. Are they still gossiping?

Fifth, the worst thing-I can't log on to "Wang Chuang" myself, but I can also look at the literature club and my wallet. However, even if Coco helped me log in and got a score of 10, how could I possibly know the information she got? I don't have a mobile phone, and my mother won't lend it to me. What a nuisance!

2. If you want to write a travel note, but you didn't travel, how do you write it? Just as everyone was swimming in the ocean of knowledge, a harsh sound of mobile phones interrupted my thoughts. Then a loud voice began. I followed the sound, and it turned out that an aunt was answering the phone. She has a hoarse voice and chats aimlessly with her friends. The harsh voice broke the original peace. I thought to myself: alas, hurry up and end the phone call! Thought of here, I ignored her and continued to read my own book.

Ten minutes later, my aunt was still talking about her "phone porridge", and it became more and more serious. At this time, everyone cast a dissatisfied look at her. I'm a little impatient, too, thinking, why is this man so rude? Public places should be quiet, especially libraries and reading rooms. Even the children in kindergarten know this truth. Alas! These adults.

About half an hour later, my aunt was still chattering and splashing water. I have no choice. I strode up to my aunt and said to her, "Aunt, this is the library. Please speak softly. " Aunt ignored me. I repeated that she gave me a white look and turned to continue her "hateful behavior". At this point, I was really angry, and a nameless fire burned from the bottom of my heart, but I held back my anger and went to the library staff to explain the situation to them. With the help of the staff, I finally stopped the aunt's behavior. She blushed, bowed her head and quietly left the library amid everyone's contempt and ridicule.

3. How to write a trip to the ecological park in the composition of traveling abroad?

Today, my mother and I went to the ecological park happily with enough food and a newly charged camera.

After half an hour of turbulence, we finally came to the gate of Egret Island Scenic Area. We crossed the "first look at the sky". There are many tall Metasequoias here, which cover the sky and leave only a path in the sky. It's beautiful! It's very cool here because the strong sunlight is blocked by the big trees. Mother appreciates this place very much and takes many photos here.

After passing the "first sight", we came to the "interesting bridge", where there are many grotesque small bridges, including steel wire bridges, rope bridges and wave bridges. . . . Although there are many bridges, I only dare to walk two or three of them, but my mother is different. She dares to cross any bridge. For example, the steel wire bridge that scares me the most, she is not afraid at all. She hung up the ring with her hand and slipped away in a few steps. I admire her deeply!

Then we went to the "racecourse" and "playground". I cried and played with a small plane in the playground. My mother laughed at me all the way, and I couldn't wait to find a gap to get in. Today, I lost face.

Speaking of the most ridiculous thing today, when I crossed the "fun bridge", I really couldn't hold my urine, and there was still a long way to go to the toilet! So, I crept across the bridge and peeed in the pool under the cover of a big stone pillar in front. Fortunately, there was no one else at that time, otherwise I wouldn't be ashamed to die! But this scene was witnessed by my mother. She also photographed the whole process with a camera and showed it to my grandmother when she came back. I was so ashamed that I hid in my room for a long time and dared not come out.

Today's trip to the ecological park is really fun!

I'll take you to play. You don't want to play. Today is Saturday. When I was asleep in bed, my father rushed into my room and pulled me out of bed.

I saw him smiling and said to me, "Do you want to go to the playground at noon today?" When I heard that I was going to the playground, I was full of energy. At noon 12, my father and I finished lunch and went to the playground by car.

Finally I got off the bus and saw the playground for the first time. Very lively. I urged my father: "Buy coins to play ~ ~ ~!" "Dad said," okay. "

Dad bought a nice coin, and I didn't care. I grabbed the first-hand coin at once. I ran to the pirate ship from the beginning, and I immediately spent 10 coins in it.

I felt extremely curious as soon as I entered. The pirate ship "opened" and swayed, making me dizzy. I shouted, "Wow! ! ! Good * * *! " The hair floated back in an instant. Five minutes later, the "pirate ship" stopped. I feel sorry and satisfied. Unfortunately, I only did it for five minutes, which is not enough. Satisfaction makes me feel very * * *.

Where are we going next? Some people are talking about bumper cars, and I want to seize the opportunity this time. I came to the bumper car park, where the children and their parents played. This scene is really true! So, I asked my father to come and play with me.

Children 5 coins, adults 10 coins, I take the blue bumper car, and dad takes the orange bumper car. As soon as I got on the bumper car, I started the bumper car and rushed to my father's bumper car. Bang, my father's car took a sharp turn and crashed into the wall. My father always smiles, and I think he gives me love.

Later, he rushed over like me and bumped into each other. Go around and have fun.

After returning home, my father asked me, "Did you have a good time?" I lied to him: "Not bad."

In fact, my heart is very high and very satisfied. I think he made me very happy, got the children's laughter and left me a happy childhood.

What makes me happiest is that my mother and I went to the window of the world to play all day. I'm so happy!

Just arrived at the gate, a glass-like Roman pyramid came into our eyes, engraved with the four characters "window of the world", how majestic the word is! I thought. Around this pyramid, there are fountains more than two meters high. It seems that these four words are more brilliant!

I finished watching it at the gate. We bought tickets and hurried into the window of the world. The first place we visited was the Guili Palace in Japan, where the styles of tea tasting, cup washing and tea pouring were introduced. Because of this, I understand the style of Japanese tea tasting.

Then, we visited some sculptures, such as the World Trade Center, the Japanese Palace and other famous buildings.

In this way, we arrived at 1 1: 30 in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, we saw this in the place where the forest shuttled. I said play, I can't help it. My mother and I will play this game soon. Wow! How fast! My heart goes up and down, relax, get nervous again, relax, get nervous again, ... my heart fluctuates like this.

6.250 words summer composition, don't travel on a summer day.

Shu huakai

One day in the summer vacation, I went home with a tadpole. A garbage truck is driving ahead.

"Tadpole" said, "Go and pick up the car." I said, "Don't go, it's dangerous!" But he has rushed to the garbage truck.

He is getting closer and closer to the garbage truck, ten meters, five meters, one meter, and he is caught! He proudly turned around and confessed to me.

Hands.

At this time, the car was driving to a concave place and the tadpole suddenly fell to the ground. People have fallen.

The bicycle was dragged away by the garbage truck because the brake line hung on the garbage truck. I see it. Laugh.

I can't even talk.

Suddenly, I remembered something, stopped laughing and shouted, "Master, stop the car, it's on the bike!" " "

At this time, "Tadpole" got up and caught up without any pain.

Maybe the driver heard my scream, or maybe the driver felt something was wrong and the car stopped. department

When I got off the plane, I saw a bicycle hanging on the car, and a student-like person was chasing after it. Guess.

What happened when I arrived? I said to the tadpole who ran up, "Your doll doesn't know the traffic rules. Pull the cart."

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The tadpole didn't speak, so he took off his bike and buried himself in repairing the brake line.

The driver asked, "Are you hurt?"

Tadpole only noticed himself: the old monk lost a large piece of skin and his trousers were torn, that's all.

The child couldn't be more interesting. However, I didn't laugh. At that time, laughing at others was not a friend.

The driver saw that he was seriously injured and turned to drive.

On the slope, Tadpole and I slowly pushed the bike. I said, "It's too dangerous. I told you not to pick up the car."

If you don't believe me, you really won't cry until you see the coffin. "

The tadpole didn't speak, but turned around and gave me a hard look.

7. How to write a tourism composition in the third grade of primary school Today we went to Zhangjiajie, where the scenery is beautiful and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. As soon as we got off the bus, we walked into Zhangjiajie.

As soon as I entered, I found that one mountain was taller than the other, one tree was greener than the other, and one stream was clearer than the other. The tour guide said that as long as we go straight along this Jin Bianxi, we will come to the "Four Gates Surrounded by Water". That's our destination. Why is this stream called Jin Bianxi? Because there is a rock like a whip, it stands beside this stream, so this stream is called Jin Bianxi. My father and I walked behind. Some of these grotesque stones are like the Monkey King, some are like Tang Priest, some are like Friar Sand, and some are like Pig Bajie's wife ... Zhangjiajie is really amazing! I saw Mr Zhang Qiliang and director Li Ningbo playing with water, so I took off my shoes and walked down. Ah! Cold water, slippery pebbles, really cool! How comfortable! I also catch small fish with Director Li!

There are many places to play with water along the way, which is really fun! But there are also many disgusting caterpillars. We came to a place called Changshou Spring, where there was a faucet. The dragon spouted spring water from its mouth, and people drank happily there. I went to play in the stream and fell down. Half of the trousers are wet. Then I got my pants wet in another place. What a pity! However, the principal invited me to eat a cucumber and a bowl of pueraria powder. It tastes great!

This time, my pants are wet. What a pity!

8. Write an article in the present perfect tense in Grade Two. Don't travel suddenly. One day, a power shocked me, a magic attracted me, and a teacher touched me. That day, the sky outside the window was gloomy and gloomy. My mother gave me a listening card and asked me to take a composition class. To be honest, I don't want to go. It bothers me to think that this cram school has a composition to write besides the school composition. But my mother advised me, how do I know it's not appropriate if I don't try? How do you know you are not successful if you don't work hard? Life is such a process of getting back on the road after repeated setbacks. Actually, I didn't quite understand what my mother said, but I went anyway.

I can't forget the smiling kind teacher and the lively and lovely classmates. The teachers here no longer bind our thoughts. The thoughts here make us forget the six elements of composition, and the learning atmosphere here is full of relaxation and pleasure. I learned for the first time that "writing is telling stories". That day, I finished my composition in class for the first time and achieved good results. When the teacher looked at me with a gratified smile, I looked at the sky outside the window as if there was a colorful cloud, which was my longing.

9. 500-word composition of summer fun

Life in summer vacation is colorful, interesting and unforgettable. The most interesting thing is to catch mussels in the country.

One day, I saw menstruation's big white geese always barking with their long necks stretched out, so I asked my cousin, "Why do these big white geese always bark' Oh, oh, oh-'? Aren't they full? " Cousin said, "They are too greedy!" "Then what do they want to eat?" "Their favorite food is mussels." "Little clam shell! Where is it? " "There are some in Xiaohegou, and I am too lazy to catch them." "alas! To catch? I just want to have fun! " My cousin couldn't beat me, so he had to promise to take me.

We braved the scorching sun and heat to come to the mountains. I saw a clear river hidden in the shade, a few small fish playing around the water plants, and a few sparse pebbles lying on the soft beach by the river, but I didn't see any mussels. The beach is empty, with only a few holes. I was wondering when my cousin suddenly swooped down and magically took out a clam shell the size of a ping-pong ball. "Why don't you look for mussels?" I didn't answer him at this time, but kept saying, "Wow! Are you doing magic for such a big mussel? " "What, you are looking for it on the beach!" I was dubious and thought, "There's no harm in trying. Maybe I can find it! " I saw some big stones on the beach, thinking that mussels were hiding below, so I pushed them hard. I thought there were many mussels under them. I searched for a long time before I found a small mussel with a big fingernail. With this experience, I continued to move stones and really caught a few small mussels. Just when I want to show off to my cousin, my cousin has "succeeded". I said shyly, "How did you catch so many? Teach experience? " "Mussels like water and sand. You see there are some small holes in the sand near the water, and mussels are inside. " After listening to my cousin's words, I suddenly realized that I ran to the water and found a small hole. Digging hard, a clam shell was exposed, and I quickly caught it. After a while, I also caught a lot of mussels. I was so happy that I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

At sunset, we returned home in triumph with two bags full of mussels.

10. Composition "I don't want to write a composition" and I hate writing a composition.

Write a composition, huh! What are the advantages of writing a composition? I just said some nonsense there. Only fools like to write compositions! What's the big deal about writing a good composition? My mother and teachers criticized me countless times for my poor composition. Anyway, I don't understand why they attach so much importance to composition.

Alas! "Write a composition today, free proposition." The teacher asked us to write another composition. It's really depressing What should I write?

When I got home, I opened my composition book, took out my pen, held my chin in my hand and looked blankly at the scenery outside the window. Oh, how can I live in the future? I write composition, composition, composition every day! Even writing in the toilet. How hard it is to live a chic life. I dare not look at my parents' hopes on my shoulders. Why didn't I read more books in primary school? It is really "hate less when using books".

I woke up suddenly, wiped the saliva at the corner of my mouth and looked at the watch on my wrist. This is not good. It's already 6: 30, and it's still delayed 10 minutes. I thought of another classmate in my class. Why does he or she like writing so much? Writing is obviously a kind of torture! Does he (she) like self-abuse? What a headache! I sigh.

My eyes turned to the composition book and said nothing. Write what? I don't want to write, but I have to. Not writing will affect my junior high school/high school/university entrance. I'm still young and don't want to ruin my life like this.

Write it! I encourage myself to write a good composition. However, I hesitated again. Can I write it well? Can I have confidence in myself? Can I make progress to surprise the teacher? Can I live up to my parents' hopes? May I? I asked myself over and over again. I lowered my eyelids. No, I can’t .

Are you sure you can't? No, I can’t . No, you are wrong. You can. May I? Yes, you can.

I can. ! I was shocked by the idea myself. Yes, man, you can. Why do you think someone in your class wrote such a good composition? Is he (she) smarter than you? No, no. You are all equally clever! He (she) has been trained. He (she) hated writing like you at first, but he (she) was determined to write a good composition. Dude, you should make up your mind to write a good composition like him (her), because composition is very important.

Write it! I made up my mind. I looked at the scenery outside the window, raised my pen and flew over the paper, describing in detail the scenery I saw when I was in a daze. I used rhetoric for the first time. Looking at my composition, I have a feeling that I have never had before. For the first time, I feel how wonderful it is to write a composition. It turns out that writing a composition is so simple.

The next day, the teacher read my composition as a model essay in class and praised me for my great progress. My classmates turned to me one after another, and I smiled proudly.

I am proud of myself.