Lu's composition for sixth grade

In daily study, work or life, everyone has the experience of writing essays, and they are very familiar with them. According to the characteristics of propositional writing, compositions can be divided into propositional compositions and non-propositional compositions. So do you know how to write a good essay? The following is the sixth grade composition of Lu compiled by me. Everyone is welcome to share it. Lu Sixth Grade Composition 1

Along the way, who has taken good care of us with good intentions, who has educated us tirelessly, and who has been with us inseparably. They are like the spring breeze and the warm sun, constantly giving me warmth and hope, allowing me to continue to gain.

You, my parents, were there along the way. It was you who gave me life and raised me from a baby waiting to be fed to a sunny and happy teenager. Prepare three meals for me every day so that I can have a strong body. Every day, you accompany me to sleep and spend sweet and happy nights with me. When I learn new skills and feel sad, you are always by my side. Because of you, I continue to feel family affection and warmth.

I have you all the way, my classmate. When I am in a low mood, it is you who makes me laugh with your fascinating jokes; when I need companionship, it is you who holds my hand and talks seriously. Listen to me and be my trash can; when I win the prize, you congratulate me immediately and share your joy with me. When I encounter a problem, you take the trouble to explain the topic to me. Because of you, I continue to gain sincerity and friendship.

I have you all the way, my teacher. When I was afraid and didn't dare to act, it was you who used the principle of "nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to climb" to regain my courage. When I was complacent about my achievements, it was you who told me that "pride makes people fall behind." Let me be a humble person. When I am sick, it is you who "fallen red is not a heartless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect the flowers." Like a loving mother, you give me meticulous care. Because of you, I continue to gain and gain insights.

You have been with me along the way, my relatives, teachers, and classmates. It is you who have left a profound mark on my growth path, giving me warmth and touch, companionship and harvest, thank you. Lu's composition for sixth grade 2

Today, my mother and I were walking home. On the way, we talked about what happened at noon, mainly like this:

My mother put two children together. Students who had just transferred from other places were called into the office and asked why they didn’t eat lunch. But the two of them didn't answer silently, not only lowering their heads, but also crying. Their mother said to them: "Look at me and communicate with me." Then their eyes looked at their mother, and her mother asked them again: "Don't you want to come to this class?" They nodded. At this time, I heard this sentence. I felt that they still missed their original school and class. My mother said to them: "It is not easy for you to come to this class. You must study hard and cherish it." Then , the mother called their parents. On the phone, their parents said that they would make a decision based on whether the two children performed well in the afternoon.

At this time, because the nap bell rang, their mother asked them to go to the classroom to sleep.

In the evening, when we were walking, I said: "Mom, what do you think of the two students at noon?" Mom said: "I think they are too squeamish and cry easily. Just like the children in kindergarten." I said: "They two are so disappointed. They come to school to study hard, not to make them cry. If they still want to go to their previous school, let them go back. "My mother said: "You are right, we don't come to school to cry, but to study." At this time, we walked to the door of the house unknowingly.

When I got home, I said to my mother: "I definitely don’t want to be such a student. Don’t be so squeamish. I must study hard, exercise my body, cultivate my abilities, and be a truly good student." Lu, sixth grade Composition 3

Books are the ladder of human progress. I have loved books since I was a child. They are both teachers and friends that inspire me to move forward. At the same time, I also grow in books.

The first book I read was Andersen’s fairy tale. I just regarded it as a short story. I only remembered the general content and did not think about the deeper meaning. Thinking about it now, I did read this book with profound meaning.

It was also in this book that I saw the grayness of the world for the first time. The pity of the little girl and the helplessness of the ugly duckling made me unforgettable. Their experiences made me think deeply. In thinking, I understood that I should not laugh at them. People should help others and understand that they are not the center of the world.

After I went to school, I began to read the four great classics. In "Journey to the West", the four masters and apprentices overcame many difficulties and dangers to learn the scriptures and persevered. "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" The world is divided into three parts, brotherly loyalty is the general trend of the world. The poignant love in "Dream of Red Mansions" and the 108 heroes in "Water Margin" left an indelible impression in my heart. This centuries-old scholarly fragrance made me grow up again and understand that no matter how hard we work, some things we still remain. Cannot be changed.

After entering junior high school, I was fortunate enough to read books such as "Childhood" and "How Steel Was Tempered". The tragic childhood of Gorky was described in the book, but he was not repaid by fate, knowing that it would not help. , but we pick up the rubbish ourselves. Unlike us, the flowers in the greenhouse disappear when the wind and rain blow. And he is a strong man who dares to fight against fate. And Paul Korchagin is a brave man. He is not convinced by fate. After many twists and turns, he uses his own will to defeat fate. I learned from them that even though some things are impossible, we still have to fight for them. Growing up all the way, the only thing that made me feel the true meaning of growth was the fragrance of books that accompanied me along the way. Books allowed me to see different scenery as I grew up.

The fragrance of books along the way makes me grow, and I will find more truths in books. Road Sixth Grade Composition 4

Every time, when I sit on the spacious and bright BRT, watching the scenery on both sides passing by the window, when I stroll on the quiet and beautiful paths of the campus , when I feel the warm breeze blowing on my cheek, when I sit quietly in the trapezoidal classroom of the school, watching the sunlight penetrate the glass and shine on the snow-white wall, I often think of what my father gave me. I talked about his childhood years, his long and arduous path to school during his childhood years.

I heard from my father that my father went to junior high school at the age of eleven because of his grandfather’s eagerness to see his son become a successful actor. His home is more than 20 miles away from the school, and he has to walk all the way. Since it was too far away from home, I had to live on campus and go back and forth once a week. Every Sunday morning, my father always walked towards school carrying several kilograms of rice, two cans of salted vegetables and simple clothes. Because of my young age, small stature, and the need to pick things up, it always took five or six hours to arrive. It was fine when it was sunny, but when it rained, I was soaked to the skin, and my pants and shoes were all covered in mud. It would be even worse if it snowed, with ice and snow, rugged and steep mountain roads, and my father fell down countless times on his way to school! If I accidentally break the vegetable can, it will be even more difficult. I will have no food to eat for a week...

Now, my way to school is countless times better than that of my father. Although my home is a bit far from the school, the transportation is much more convenient and faster. Sometimes I take the BRT, sometimes my father drives me to and from school, and sometimes I take a lift from my classmates’ parents. I no longer have to deal with the sun and rain on my father’s way to school, and I no longer have the hunger and fatigue that my parents experienced on their way to school. My road to school is as wide and flat as the newly paved asphalt road.

Some people say that childhood is like a song. I think that my father’s childhood years are like the bitter notes in the song, and our childhood years are like the cheerful notes in the song! Lu's composition for sixth grade 5

In the morning, God still didn't put away his big bag of salt. The white snowflakes were flying in the air, turned around gracefully, and landed perfectly.

In the afternoon, my dad said he would take me to Qinhe Embankment for skiing with his friends. I agreed, but in my heart I was totally unwilling because I am naturally timid and would not even go out at night. I don’t even dare to drink water. But in order to prevent everyone from seeing my joke, I had no choice but to bite the bullet.

When we arrived at the embankment, there were already many people skiing. I saw some people sitting on a piece of plastic paper. All they had to do was lean back, grab the plastic bag with both hands and slide, and in the blink of an eye, they were under the embankment. Some people couldn't control the plastic bags well and rolled down the embankment like a ball.

I glanced at the bottom of the embankment and couldn't help but take a breath. It was completely unreasonable for me to sit on a plastic bag and slide down the embankment. I watched others slide down the embankment one by one, but I still had no determination to get off the embankment. For me, this was like chasing a duck, but in order to prevent others from laughing at me, I had to take a gamble.

I sat on the plastic bag reluctantly. I was very nervous at this time. I closed my eyes tightly and grabbed the plastic bag with both hands until it was wrinkled and even my palms became sweaty. I tried my best to lean back and lift my legs. After a while, I felt my body sliding down quickly, and small snowflakes kept floating towards my face. I thought I had the "sled" under control and opened my eyes. Unexpectedly, I fell off the track with a slight movement and rolled down the embankment. Although I look very embarrassed, I am still very proud! I shook off the snow on my body and climbed up the embankment. I took another look at the white bottom of the embankment. The fear and fear in my heart disappeared instantly.

In fact, when you face difficulties and try bravely, you will gain better results. Isn’t the same principle true for skiing? We will only make progress if we try bravely, and those who are daunted by difficulties will never grow. I'm glad that I bravely slid down the embankment... Road Sixth Grade Composition 6

There is a road downstairs in my house where the street lamp stands.

Did you see it? It's that road, the road surrounded by solitude between grass and trees, shining like the Milky Way under the stars and lights. It was very quiet there, with a few birds chirping from time to time, lingering in my ears like echoes in the deep mountains and old forests for a long time. Taking a step forward with a rich mood, it feels like falling into the Milky Way, being sucked into a black hole, seeming to be isolated from the world, leaving only a silence that needs to be savored.

The night is still there, and the path spreads forward covered with dots of starlight. Everyone knows that the trees, flowers, and grass on the roadside have fallen asleep, and no one wants to keep company and chat with the tireless road. It's just that Feng'er is still awake and whispering to the side. What did it say to Xiaolu? It seems to be telling it to give up, and sometimes it even roars and tears. However, the path was still straight. Ren Feng'er tried his best, spoke sincerely, and remained unwavering despite all kinds of obstacles. The path is still crawling forward with all its strength, rushing forward with all its strength, running and crossing, struggling with righteousness, perseverance like a burning fire, and unshakable determination. It doesn't know what's ahead, it can't see it, but it has a belief that if it has worked hard, its end point will shine brighter than the stars along the way.

Still moving forward, non-stop. Through the faint light, you can see the bricks on his body. Those bricks are full of scars and mottled colors. You don’t know where those scratches come from, you don’t know what they have experienced. You only know that they have accompanied the path through countless spring and autumn periods, experienced countless winds and rains, and suffered countless thunder, lightning, and hail attacks. However, they are not afraid, they are not afraid, they will continue to move forward along the path, using their deep and shallow scars to testify to their efforts.

At a glance, the front is flat, is that true? No, it's not. There may be a lot of gravel ahead, maybe a steep slope, maybe a big river, maybe a dead end, but as long as you have faith, work hard to move forward, grit your teeth and persevere, and keep extending, extending, you will eventually reach the garden of the rainbow.

Look, it’s the light of the rainbow. It’s at the end of this road. Just work harder and you’ll be there... Road Sixth Grade Composition 7

Life is more exciting with dreams, life is more exciting Dreams are more glorious, and the motherland is more prosperous and powerful. Dreams give each of us wings to fly and guide us in the direction of progress. The dream is ahead and the road is at your feet.

Holding a copy of "As a Young Man, Truth, Goodness and Beauty Accompany Me in My Journey" is a joy to behold. It is like the sun shining brightly, illuminating every corner of the soul; it is like a clear spring, sweet, washing away every dust in life; it is like a gentle breeze, caressing every desolate place on the road to growth... It tells us to carry forward traditional culture , traditional culture guides people to yearn for a better life and pursue a life that is moral, respectful, and moral, and forms a positive and good life. It also tells us to love life, love nature, feel the infinite happiness in the world, and feel that people The motivation to move forward is just like the ballet princess Li Yue in the book. Although the disaster took away her left foot, she never gave in or gave up chasing her dreams. It also taught us to be grateful.

Gratitude is a virtue and a behavior. Because of gratitude, life becomes colorful. Because of gratitude, we know how to repay and tolerate others. Stephen Hawking in the book is almost paralyzed, but he still survives He has a grateful heart and still loves his relatives and friends. This book also tells us a lot...

Every young man has every hope, and hope requires hard work to practice. It is possible that the dream will come true. In life, we must be compassionate. For example, on the bus, we should give up our seat to the old, weak, sick and disabled. When we see an aunt with children, we should also give up our seat. When crossing the road, we should give up our seat when we see an old woman. We should take the initiative to help her cross the road. When we see stray cats and dogs, we should also show love and often give them food. On the road of life, there are joys and sorrows, and we must learn to face them bravely. We should not be discouraged or discouraged by small things. On the road to the prosperity of the motherland, we can also contribute a little bit of insignificant strength to the motherland. We must pick up the garbage when we see it, we must not pollute the environment, we must not litter, we must care for the environment and the earth...

When young people are strong, the country will be strong. The dream of the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation is the dream of young people. The dream lies ahead and the road lies at your feet. Lu Sixth Grade Composition 8

Dad was in a very good mood today and took me out for a walk. On the way, we passed a spacious avenue——Sihai Avenue. There are green trees on both sides of the avenue. Looking from top to bottom, it looks like a sea of ??flowers and a paradise for people. Looking at it, this road is endless, just like the Great Wall with no end in sight.

We all have a path of our own, that is our life path. The Four Seas Avenue is an entity, it is always straight, while the path of our life is virtual, it cannot be seen or touched, and it is ever-changing. Therefore, it is inevitable to encounter setbacks in life, but this is not terrible. As long as we have the perseverance to persevere, become more courageous with every setback, move forward courageously, and stand firm to the end like Hawking, Helen Keller, and Edison, we will surely be able to survive the wind and rain. Then I saw a rainbow.

On Sihai Avenue, there are street signs to help you guide the direction. If you go astray in life, you should exercise restraint and restraint rationally. You should stop your behavior and not continue to make mistakes. Only in this way can you walk your own path.

How great it would be if our road in life could be as broad and bright as this Four Seas Avenue! Lu Sixth Grade Composition 9

In the sixth grade, we moved from the main Langya Road Primary School to the Fuzuo Road branch. Leaving the familiar environment where I had lived for five years, I felt an indescribable sense of loss.

On the first day of school, I finally found the Fu Zuo Road branch hidden deep in a community. It is quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle. The campus is not big, but it is clean and beautiful. It consists of two small buildings at the front and back and a playground. The big trees are lush, the flowers are colorful, and the classroom windows are bright and clean. It is a good place with birds singing and flowers fragrant. But leaving the familiar campus, the nostalgia in my heart always lingers.

Unknowingly, it has been more than a month since school started, and the quiet and tidy campus has become lively, energetic and full of vitality because of us. Our faces are filled with happy smiles every day. Gradually, I started to like "Fu Zuolu" a little bit.

The teacher talks on the podium every day, which is lively, interesting and easy to understand. We listen attentively and enjoy it with relish. The friends are very close and have endless whispers... We study together, live together, encounter difficulties and face them together. The feeling I like has not changed at all, but there are more Fuzuo Road branches than before. Maturity and serenity.

Wherever there are beloved teachers and lovely classmates, that is our happy home. We study and live healthily and happily at Fuzuo Road. We are like seedlings, like grass, and like seeds. Under the careful care of teachers and careful irrigation, we thrive and enjoy ourselves. "Fuzuo Road" will witness our growth, our hard work, and our progress. I love our "Fu Zuo Lu". Lu Sixth Grade Composition 10

When I was young, I didn’t know what chess was, only backgammon. I always thought that chess was an elephant playing backgammon with its trunk.

One day, I was on my way home from school and saw a group of people under a big tree. I squeezed in and took a look. I didn’t know what it was. So he asked an uncle next to him: "What is this?" The uncle said: "That's called chess."

I said with confusion on my face: "Isn't chess like an elephant playing backgammon with its trunk? Why is this called chess?" The people around me laughed after hearing my answer.

I ran back home shyly. I saw my father cooking at home, so I walked over and asked my father what chess was. Dad said: "Chess is different from backgammon. Chess is a good leisure activity. It can make you think calmly." I thought to myself: It turns out that chess cannot be played with the trunk of an elephant. I said to my dad, "Dad, please teach me how to play chess." Dad said, "Okay, but you must memorize the moves of each chess piece first." I said excitedly, "That's great, Dad. Teach me how to play chess. Please tell me the moves of each move quickly. "Dad said, "Well, you can remember it. The horse moves toward the setting sun, and the elephant flies into the field..." Dad is afraid that I won't be able to remember it and then it will go wrong. Write a notebook for me. After carrying it for a day and a half, I finally got through it.

Dad asked me to carry it for him, and I recited it catchy. Dad said: "After you memorize this, things will become much simpler. The next step will teach you how to move the chess piece." Dad drew me the pieces of the chess piece for me to see. The next day, I made the move. I had to memorize the position of the chess piece, and my father asked me to demonstrate it to him. Because I was too hasty, I put the two chess pieces in the wrong position. But I corrected myself immediately, and my father told me that you have learned two-thirds of the things. The rest is just practice.

When I learned to play chess, I was so happy. Chess is not only a leisure activity, but also an art. Lu's sixth grade composition 11

The alarm clock is an extremely common necessity in life, and it is found in every home. But one thing about the alarm clock gave me an extraordinary feeling and made me realize how precious the value of life is.

My alarm clock is very ordinary: it is only the size of the palm of my hand, and it was given as a gift when I bought a desk lamp. It is very crude and inaccurate, so I have always ignored it.

However, after this incident, I had a completely different view on it. It was one morning, when it was just dawning, I turned on the light and looked at the clock, but my alarm clock read 10:35, so I expected that the alarm clock might be out of power. I thought: It’s not accurate anyway. If it runs out of power, it will run out of power. I won’t buy batteries.

At noon the next day, I accidentally discovered that the alarm clock was at 11:30. Well? Did I read it wrong yesterday? Can the alarm clock still run for one hour after the battery is out? I felt very strange, just very strange, and then I looked at it from time to time.

In the afternoon, I went to see it with curiosity again, eh? ! It's eleven forty-five! Another full fifteen minutes of walking! I feel very incredible. At this time, I couldn't help but observe carefully. It turns out that on the surface it looks like the watch hand is not moving, but in fact the second hand is still turning "click, click". It is just because of insufficient power that most of the time the second hand rotates in place and cannot move forward. After another two days, it never left again, perhaps because it had exhausted all its life-long energy!

Even clocks have the confidence to walk in desperate situations, why can’t we have it? As long as we work harder and be more enterprising, even if the time is very short, as long as we have worked hard and had it before, why is this not success? What about happiness? Lu's composition for sixth grade 12

Everyone has a dream since they can remember. From unrealistic to truly feasible, this dream will also change with the breadth of knowledge, but no matter how it changes, its nature will always be the same.

A dream is like a motor with unlimited energy. It will never stop pushing you. Even if you feel tired, it will still not stop until you get your dream...

I once read a book about how the brain works, and one of the chapters was about dreams. When we have a dream, the brain will plan a reasonable plan for you in a short period of time - that is, a road leading to your dream. There may be many difficulties and obstacles on this road, but as long as you have confidence and persist in working hard, this spirit is the most powerful shield. It will bring you closer to your dreams.

However, we often think that with this shield, we can definitely realize our dreams, but it is not that simple. In order to realize our dreams, in addition to having spirit, courage is also indispensable.

Talking about courage, I remembered one thing. There was a new rule in the class - in order to let students who love learning get good resources, our teacher decided to arrange seats according to credits. With that, my current favorite group is about to be split up. I can't help but feel a little sad thinking that this is my favorite group for six years. When I got home, I confided my difficulties to my mother. Instead of comforting me, my mother said sternly, "Such a small thing is worthy of your sadness. If you like your group, then others don't like hers? You can't just See the world with your own eyes and think from someone else’s perspective!” I wasn’t convinced at first, but then I figured it out. Why don’t we just change seats? The whole class has to be changed, so what is there to worry about? My mother said again: "If you don't even have the courage to change seats, then there is still a long way to go in the future. What should I do?" My mother's words woke me up. The long journey has just begun. Let us get rid of evil thoughts and fear. Keep your spirit and courage, then the road to your dreams is at your feet, please stride forward. Lu's sixth-grade composition 13

"If a bird wants to fly high, it first flutters its wings; if a person wants to make progress, he first studies." - Li Kuchan. "If you are determined to think about true character, you must work hard to study - Ruan Yuan."

The fragrance of books is the faint smell of ink in books, the flash of the author's inner soul, and the inner taste of books.

I don’t know exactly when the shadow of the book floated into my world. When I was a child? Or one day even smaller? I vaguely remember that at that time, the afterglow of the setting sun had not yet receded. My grandma held me and sat in the shadow of the setting sun, reading poems to me. She held a small book with yellowed edges, and the tone of the poem continued until I still remember: You can pick lotuses in the south of the Yangtze River, there are fields of lotus leaves, and fish play among the lotus leaves. The fish plays with the lotus leaves in the east, the fish plays with the lotus leaves in the west...

I still remember that the book I have read the most is "Water Margin". When I was a child, I read the illustrated version; when I grew up, in the third grade of elementary school, I read the juvenile version of "Water Margin"; during the National Day holiday this year, I opened the exquisitely bound "Water Margin" again, and it was still bustling. In Qingfeng Village, there are still those familiar people, it is still the flower monk who uproots the weeping willows, it is still the leopard head that mistakenly enters the White Tiger Hall, it is still...but everything reads differently from before. The years have passed quietly, and the smell of books has not changed, but the people who read books have quietly changed.

A book of "Water Margin" accompanied me through my childhood, and will also accompany me to another stage. Inadvertently, I found that the books in the bookcase had "changed their appearance". They were no longer the fairy tales or compositions they were before. Instead, there was a hint of plain and philosophical fragrance, which led me to follow Cao Wenxuan to visit " "Thatched House"; it accompanied me and Bing Xin to gaze at "Stars and Spring Water"...

Books have been my good friend since childhood. Without books, it is like a dish without salt, which is difficult to swallow. Having a book is like adding ketchup to French fries, making them even more delicious! Road Sixth Grade Composition 14

I received the long-awaited good news. Zhangping’s first expressway is finally open! I was so excited that after eating, I asked my father to take me for a spin. The car slowly drove onto the approach road, which had some curves, so my father had to slow down. After a long circle, I finally came to the toll station and successfully took out the card. I thought: I used to take out cards on the highway, but today it was a little different. This was the first card in my hometown.

We got on the highway, but it was too fast. Dad accelerated to 130 miles, as if he was racing. After 8 minutes, a big sign came into view. There were only 2 kilometers left in Suban. Wow , so fast. If we took the old road in the past, it would have taken more than 10 kilometers in Suban. How could it be so fast? The expressway is really convenient. My father decided to go to Longyan at the last minute. I was both happy and surprised to be able to meet my brother again! The car was speeding on the road, and I suddenly thought: Huh? Can we live on the highway? There is everything on the highway, including restaurants and places to stay. How pleasant it would be if we really lived on the highway! Get up in the morning and go shopping on the expressway, come back to the service station for lunch at noon, go out for fun in the afternoon, and come back at night... There is no need to issue a card, and there is no need to pay tolls. However, this is not realistic! I have to go to school! Dad has to work too! When I came back from my reverie, I was only more than 10 kilometers away from Longyan. I couldn't help but sigh: It's so fast! Zhangping and Longyan are within an hour's living circle.

At this time, a dog appeared on the highway! Scared me to death! Why are there dogs on the highway? I looked around and found that it was like this! The guardrails on the expressway were too low and not dense, so the dogs came in. Maybe it was because the newly built expressway was not standardized. Of course, there are some farmers who don't understand traffic rules and will run to the highway if they want to take a shortcut, so

There should be better regulatory measures!

I feel that I have gained a lot along the way. Road Sixth Grade Composition 15

In fact, there is no road on the ground. When there are more people walking, there will be a road - Lu Xun. We look at and walk on the road every day, but few people notice the changes under our feet, as if everything is taken for granted.

In my hometown - a small village in the mountains, there is only one road leading to the outside world - my grandfather called it a small trail. The trail is not small. It becomes wider when there are more people walking on it. It can accommodate a carriage. Follow this winding trail over the mountains and walk for more than 3 hours to reach the town. The villagers buy daily necessities from the town and then walk for more than 3 hours back to the village. This way, day after day, year after year, we arrive. In my father's generation, the hard-working villagers paved this trail with gravel, so in the rainy season it was no longer muddy or bumpy, and it became more like a road. It was also at this time that my father took our family out. I went outside the village to pursue a better life, so I left my grandparents and childhood playmates. Our family moved to another city and started a new life. When I arrived at a new place and a new school, I was no longer on the alleyway. The roads in my world suddenly turned into hard and flat cement roads and asphalt roads.

Walking on the flat cement road, looking at the neat landscape trees on both sides of the road, I think of the winding trails in my hometown. It turns out that the road is not just about walking. With the progress of the times, it can be built.

During the Spring Festival this year, our family took the train home to celebrate the New Year. The road that the train travels cuts through mountains and rivers. The one that passes through the mountains is called a tunnel, and the one that builds a bridge from the cliff is called a sky road. After getting off the train, the expressway we took the bus on also had tunnels and bridges. One of the tunnels passed through the mountain in front of my hometown village. After coming out of the tunnel, the car seemed to be traveling in the air. I looked away from the car window. Looking around, I could vaguely see a strip of white cement stretching towards our village. Ah, that village in the mountains was finally no longer a "paradise", and the winding trail that grandpa said had become history.

I know that it is a road leading to a better life, carrying the dreams and hopes of countless people in the mountains!