After reading the Badaling Great Wall, I feel that it is about 200 words.

Time flies, and now I am no longer the little girl who can only know the world in TV dramas and books. I am glad that the world is so beautiful, and I can go on like this. Now think about it, the initial understanding of the Great Wall should be in the TV series "Meng Jiangnu Crys for the Great Wall". At that time, I was more in awe of its architecture than how sacred it was. As the lyrics say, it is flesh and blood, and the 10 million poor people in Qian Qian are the support of its body. Later, I learned more about the Great Wall in books and on TV, and I wanted to see it, not because Chairman Mao said that he was not a hero who could not reach the Great Wall, nor because it was an outstanding representative of China's historical and cultural heritage, but because I had a feeling that I wanted to see it, just wanted to see it, that's all. I remember very clearly that when I was studying tourism geography in senior two, I always fantasized about pictures of all kinds of beautiful places and that I could go there. I once made an appointment with my deskmate to go to college together ... In the third grade, I was one step closer to my dream of going to college. I want to go to too many places. Perhaps, people never know how to be satisfied. When I filled in my volunteer, my family asked me to choose one of Beijing, Shanghai and Hainan. At first, Shanghai was the first place I didn't want to go, because it was not in my dream (for no reason). In the next two places, I chose Beijing, where there are many places I want to go, although I want to go to Hainan to see the sea ...

Anyway, what I want to say next is my first experience of going to the Great Wall.

As I said before, I have long wanted to go to the Great Wall. The first semester in Beijing soon entered winter, and the idea of going to the Great Wall was always in my mind, but I didn't go because all the trees in the north "hibernate" in winter. Time flies, so the second semester comes. I think spring in Beijing comes faster than in Qinghai. It seems that all the trees germinated and all the flowers bloomed overnight. In this spring season, going out for a walk is everyone's wish. I was very excited when I was studying in Tianjin. I want to come to Beijing to play with me when I want to go to Tomb-Sweeping Day. First of all, I can meet friends I haven't seen for a long time. Second, because we all want to go to the Great Wall. So, during the holiday in Tomb-Sweeping Day, the trip we said we were going to start immediately.

The excitement before going.

We got up early that day. Although I, a little guy who used to sleep late, chatted with friends I haven't seen for a long time the night before and didn't want to get up early, I still left my warm little bed behind when I thought of coming all the way to find my friends and the Great Wall I was going to visit. At seven o'clock in the morning, I went out to buy breakfast and walked to wait for the bus. I have to say that when I wait for the bus, my heart is half cold: there are so many people waiting for the bus, and every time the bus comes, it is basically full. We waited and waited, and finally got on the bus around 10: 30. As soon as we got on the bus, we were pushed to both ends of the car. She is in front of the car and I am in the back. The road was crowded and bumpy, and I stopped because of traffic jams from time to time. Several people in the car chatted without saying a word. What I can feel is that they don't necessarily know each other because the tone of the language is different. However, at that moment, I didn't sleep well the night before, but I was sleepy in this case. I decided to go to bed, although I was surrounded by strangers, I was still standing. When I was half asleep for nearly an hour, someone was pulling my arm. I thought it was here or my friends crowded next to me. It turned out to be a man in his thirties. He said, girl, please sit here. He pointed to his seat and prepared to stand up. Scared me, I said you're welcome, thinking: did I do anything indecent just after sleeping? For example, my high school deskmate drools, or leans on the shoulders of strangers. . . Then he called the woman next to me, but I sat in the man's seat and smiled. Bad guy or not, I'm really tired. Seeing the man get up, I smiled and said thank you and sat down. Later, I learned that they were husband and wife. When I saw that I was sleeping with my head on the armrest and my schoolbag on my back, I thought about letting me sit and sleep. There are still many good people. . . . . In this way, I was lucky enough to have a seat. They got off the bus and said goodbye before I could give it to them again. Suddenly, I was completely sleepy and felt that the world was so warm. Meeting is fate. No matter whether we will meet again in the future, there will be the back of that kind couple in my diary, which will teach me that I will never take the bus or subway again, never again!

At the foot of the Great Wall

Finally, the car stopped at the foot of Badaling, with the warmth inside and yearning for the ancient Great Wall. I was really excited when I first got there. I have been taking pictures as a souvenir and got something called "Hero Card" at the ticket office. Excitement takes over everything.

the Great Wall

I have to say, I was deeply impressed by its precipitousness. In some places, almost people's feet can step on my head. If there are no iron handrails on both sides, I'm afraid I don't have the courage to go on. Climbing hand in hand with friends, the vegetation on both sides of the hillside is dotted with the majesty of the Great Wall. I drank a lot of water and it was hot enough that day. Standing on the Great Wall under the scorching sun, I feel even more presumptuous. It's still hot after taking off the coat, probably because there are too many people crowded. Finally, we arrived at a beacon tower, trying to find a beacon tower to blow the wind, but it was already occupied by others. My friends and I had to wait there. Finally, we caught a wind outlet to blow the wind and take photos to see the elegant demeanor of the pass opposite. On the way to by going up one flight of stairs, I thought about giving up. I can't stand climbing my legs and feet for long. But the thought of finally coming to see those old people with silver hair kept me going. Every time you go up a step, you will see different scenery. Maybe it's the same as life. Every step is progress. You will meet different people and things. They are the scenery and harvest of our life. My friends and I have been holding hands, talking and laughing, and taking pictures from time to time. I suddenly thought of a sentence. What matters is not how beautiful the scenery around you is, but how important the people around you are. Friends are indispensable people in our lives. They are the most beautiful colors in my youth. I still remember what we said at that time: don't go until you are old, even if you are old. It's nice to have tourists, friends, feelings and a good mood along the way.

return

It was dark soon after I got on the bus and went down the hill. I talked a lot with my friends on the bus. I talked about this day and our past. Speaking in a dialect, others may not understand us, and they may look at us differently, but if we don't stop being crazy, we will get old (hee hee,,). It seems that the fatigue along the way has eased a lot at that moment. In short, a day is happy, worthwhile, fulfilling and unforgettable ... If there is an opportunity, I want to go again, preferably in winter. I want to see the Great Wall in winter, look for a winter memory, and harvest a winter memory that belongs to visiting the Great Wall.