Excellent essay on walking

In daily study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition requires a complete chapter structure, and we must avoid the appearance of composition without ending. So the question is, how to write an excellent essay? Below are the excellent essays on walking that I have compiled for you. You are welcome to learn from them and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you. Excellent Walking Essay 1

After dinner, my mother took me for a walk, walking east from the back door of the community and going around in a circle. She said that I would lose weight and walking would help with digestion.

This road is eerie. Although there are street lights, the light is very weak. Some are still flashing, and some are not lit at all. There is a smelly ditch on the roadside. The garbage inside was as numerous as stars in the sky, and it gave off a disgusting stench.

There are quite a few houses, but few of them have lights on. From time to time, a dog barks, and suddenly a bird flies by. There were very few people on the road. Occasionally, a series of footsteps could be heard, gradually moving away...

As I walked, the street lights were gone, making the path even more eerie. Suddenly, a pair of shiny emeralds were staring at me, and I couldn't help but gasp, but I didn't know it was just a black cat. I couldn't help but hugged my mother's arm tightly and leaned closer to her.

"Ah..." I exclaimed. There was a house on the side of the road, covered with wall-creepers. A wooden door that had been broken into disgrace was swaying in the evening wind; There are a few iron pillars on the windows, a bit like a prison cell. The whole house seemed to be shrouded in darkness, and I seemed to see the plot in a cartoon: dark clouds were floating above the house, it was raining heavily, there were thunder and lightning, and the wind was blowing "whirring". I didn't dare to look and turned my head to the side.

In the sky, an incomplete moon feebly cast a touch of desolate white moonlight on the earth. I looked at the field and suddenly remembered one thing: Wasn't this a cemetery before? I shuddered and felt panicked.

After walking, I finally reached the main road, where there were bright street lights, at least it wasn’t that scary.

I will never come to this place again next time! Excellent Walking Essay 2

Life is not simple, so I try to be as simple as possible. Take a walk and watch the noise of the world.

When the ancients took a walk, they invariably admired the moon and expressed their homesickness. Most of them "walked with each other in the atrium." From the corner of their eyes, they looked at a bright spot in the sky and said, "The courtyard is as empty as water." When you touch your sleeves, lean on the railing, or raise your eyebrows, you can always see a bright moon between the bamboos and cypresses. After looking at it for a long time, I thought of my own experience and looked back at thousands of mountains. There is no exception to the leisurely nature of walking. When you are undressing and about to fall asleep, you look up and see the soft breeze blowing in the thin willows and the bright moon entering the west window. Your heart cannot be as calm as the water on the surface. Taking a walk under the moon is often written into poems by the ancients, engraved in their hearts and reflected in their minds.

Now, that leisurely worry no longer exists, but there is more worry. When I asked, I didn’t know what I was worried about. People in the world always have a strange look of being preoccupied and repelling others. Even taking a walk is as serious as going to a meeting. People in the world will also look up and see a bright moon, but the moon is neither bright nor bright. There is no such brightness as "suspicious of the Yao Tai mirror, flying in the blue clouds". It's funny that even the moon is sad? If someone is elegant and refined, and stops to watch the moon, passers-by will see surprise and curiosity in their eyes.

The world is so tacky that even a third-rate star with heavy makeup can be called "clouds like clothes and flowers like face," and those classical beauty charms have been completely lost. Lu Yao once said: "People nowadays would rather pay attention to the trivial matters of a third-rate star than the ups and downs of an ordinary person's heart." Nowadays, even walking doesn't feel like a pastime.

People's hearts are thousands of miles apart. People have made this simple life unsimple, and even walking has lost its original meaning.

Life is not simple, so try to live it with your heart. Life was simple, but now it is even more difficult. Our hearts are close, but now we are thousands of miles apart. Excellent Walking Essay 3

Early mornings on weekends are a good time for young people to sleep in, but I squeezed in time to go for a walk under the pressure of study.

It was spring, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants. I breathed the air of nature and felt extremely comfortable.

The "hissing" cold wind flew past my ears from time to time. Although it was spring, the wind was still very strong. With the wind blowing, I saw a light and delicate bird in the distance. The little umbrella was a dandelion. It was swaying in the wind. It just flew three meters away, and was blown to five meters away by the wind. But it was not discouraged and flew in the same direction. It flew higher and higher, and flew higher and higher. Faster, why is it flying so eagerly? So anxious? So eager? I fell into deep contemplation... Finally, I understood that the reason why it was so eager, so anxious, and so eager was because it had only one thought in its heart - I want to fly to my mother's arms, because it has an eternal heart. A pure heart that never gives up, is not afraid of difficulties, is not afraid of obstruction by the wind, hits the south wall and never looks back!

I once again fell into deep thought. In order to fulfill her wish, Dandelion would not stop her pace even if she was shattered into pieces, and she would do her best to achieve her ultimate goal. Compared to me, I am very ashamed. I often give up because I am teased, insulted, bullied, laughed at, and encounter setbacks. I hang my head every time and never resist. Therefore, my classmates always laugh at me. From now on, I will hold my head high, fight, be tenacious, and work hard to pursue my dreams. I will not give up because of others. I will not lose face because I am not as handsome as others. I will not lose face because I am fat. I want to own myself. Your own dream!

During this walk, I not only experienced the infinite scenery, but also learned what the ultimate purpose of human life is. I am grateful for the inspiration given to me by nature. I love nature! I love walking! Excellent Walking Essay 4

There is always a straight road in my heart.

On the way forward, there are indispensable doubts and ridicules, indifference and hardship, savoring life, savoring failure, savoring the ups and downs, reaching a given state, surrounded by no one, lonely, tired, but, really Did you win?

Even if you are the richest man in the world and have reached a level beyond the reach of others, you are still running. That way no one can match you. But on a person’s road, there is an unknown ahead and a void behind. No one can Share this "success" with you, but will you be lonely or not? On this never-ending road, you are far ahead, but there is no direction and no warmth. When you enjoy the glory, there is only endless ahead. I have seen you clearly - you are wrong.

Running is undoubtedly a complimentary word, and running forward is a "duty" that everyone must fulfill. People firmly believe that if you don’t advance, you will retreat, but some people say that life must be sprinted with all strength? I'm afraid no one can say this. The scenery on the road is actually worthy of our stop, or in other words, we can move forward in another way, even if it is slower - taking a walk.

On the road of life, running is important, but the highest state of savoring life is to feel with your heart. Yes, you should feel the world with your heart, the grace along the way and every small stumbling block you encounter. , and even feel the so-called pain. In fact, pain is not impossible to feel, but running is a process of all-out effort. There is no time to take into account those things outside the body. There is only one road in front of the eyes, even though this road is impassable. If you think about it carefully, walking is relaxing and a time for a person to rest. If a person has been running for a long time, his body will have been scarred by time. Walking is also a kind of aftertaste, recalling what he has done in the past. of every thing. Savor every minute and second of the past to see if you have lived a fulfilling life. Only when a person learns to walk can he look up to the future and bow to the past.

Walking is not only a kind of liberation, but also a kind of thinking model that is deeply ingrained in our hearts. Learning to walk means learning how to look at yourself, how to make yourself better, and how to surpass yourself. Even how to achieve yourself

Sometimes, walking is also a kind of success. Excellent Walking Essay 5

As the saying goes, if you walk a hundred steps after a meal, you will live to be ninety-nine. After dinner at home, go for a walk in Honghu Park with your father, mother, grandfather, and grandma.

In the evening, the sun sets over the mountain. Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, I walk on a clean path. The trees on both sides are lush and green, forming two green barriers. The fresh air and the chirping of cicadas from time to time make people feel fresh and comfortable.

Today’s temperature is obviously lower than the previous few days, and people feel much cooler. The cool evening breeze blows on the face, making people feel refreshed and extremely comfortable.

On the grass, the grass stretched and lay lazily in the refreshing day, but the flowers still danced with the wind freely; in the slightly dim sky, each one called me. Unknown birds hurriedly flew before our eyes, reminding us of the word "tired birds returning to their nests".

Step by step, unknowingly, we have walked a long way and arrived at the Buji River. Unexpectedly, after years of renovation, the water quality of the Buji River has improved. The turbid and black river water has become crystal clear, and the once muddy river bottom has turned into a cement river channel. The garbage all over the river bed is gone, and the pungent smell has disappeared. Although there is still a slight smell occasionally, it is not a big deal, which is a surprise.

After a while, I came to the lake in the park and saw a few people around the lake enjoying night fishing. Looking towards the fish pond, I saw glowing fish floats floating on the water. Due to the darkness of the night, the fish floats are gleaming with light, like stars scattered on the lake. They float slightly on the water, which is very eye-catching.

Suddenly, the light of a fish float flashed, and someone lifted the fishing rod upwards and slowly pulled it toward the edge of the pool. A fish kept flipping back and forth on the water. I really saw the caught fish, and I was as happy as the fisherman.

Just walking and looking like this, a long time passed without realizing it. When we got home, we realized from our tired feet that we had walked a long way today. Excellent Walking Essay 6

I like walking. Walking not only relaxes me, but also allows me to learn many words about nature.

It’s New Year’s Day every year, and now there’s New Year’s Day. On Sunday morning, I walked on the path. Even though it was a Sunday, there were still many people who got up early for a walk.

I continued walking forward aimlessly, and suddenly I was startled by the sight in front of me - it was a very flat grassland, with a ray of golden sunlight shining on it, and small grasses. The clumps and clumps are all very green, so beautiful that even the idiom dictionary cannot find a word for it.

I couldn’t stop for this little bit of green, so I had to keep walking forward.

But I didn’t take a step without feeling like a walking zombie - although I was walking, my heart was in that small piece of green. I shook my head vigorously, trying to forget this piece of green, but this piece of green still occupied my brain.

I thought: Just go to a more beautiful place than that! I started running towards the grove, I was walked by the grove again, I was fascinated by the grove again, but as soon as I walked out, I thought of the grassland again. I ran towards the grass again, the grass was still the same grass, and the sunshine was still the same sunshine. I started walking around the meadow.

I suddenly felt that the grass on the meadow was like a child, and the ray of sunshine was like my mother. I smiled and continued walking around the meadow.

Round after round, point after point. I reluctantly returned home, opened the composition book, wrote down everything I saw during this walk, wrote down the grass, and named it "Walking"

Yes, mother's love Just like the sun is so great, but the sun cares for the grass, while the mother cares for her children.

I love walking! I love grass! I love my mother more! Excellent Walking Essay 7

After dinner, I was alone and in a good mood, so I thought of going for a walk on the trail.

Speaking of the trail, it is just a stone road with bushes growing on both sides. A hollow stone pillar gate divides the boundary between the primary school and the middle school. Who knows when it was built.

I walked on this road, and what followed me was the silent night and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves. Hey, I don’t know when, several sweet-scented osmanthus plants were planted in an orderly manner on the side. Unfortunately, the sweet-scented osmanthus trees had withered and were spread all over the ground. I stepped carefully on the stone slabs, for fear of trampling on these yellow and petite corpses. Walking on the golden path paved with sweet-scented osmanthus makes the words on the stone slab under my feet appear clearer and stronger, Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan, Tang Yin. One after another, famous calligraphers with profound attainments in calligraphy have generously and powerfully interpreted the word "文海" in multiple versions.

In a blink of an eye, after reading all the famous writers, I have reached the end of the road. In front of me is a hollow gray stone wall. Looking around again, everything is so quiet and retro.

Turning around and walking back, I could no longer appreciate the calligraphy art because of the intoxicating twilight: dark green leaves, brown-black tree trunks, and crimson plastic runway. Everything was so comfortable, so refreshing and pleasant, so refreshing. ah!

Beyond the fence is the highway, which looks so simple under the light of the street lights. Occasionally I drive by a car or walk by a person, and I just feel that the campus is so quiet! So charmingly quiet! There is only me and this world, only music belonging to nature, only jewelry belonging to nature, ah - what a harmony! I have to admire the miraculous craftsmanship of nature, such as osmanthus, green leaves, vines, etc. It matches the modern architecture very well!

Just like that, I was immersed in the twilight of the campus, and just like that, I walked back to the classroom from the intoxicating twilight! Excellent Walking Essay 8

The sun hid in the mountains and the sky gradually darkened. My parents and I took a walk on the path.

Dad originally drove out, but after listening to mother’s advice, the car was parked in the park.

This path is very narrow, with only tall trees and lush bushes on both sides. There are no traffic lights, no vehicles, no cool breeze, and no sound of rain. It seems that we are going to keep walking like this. On this short but endless path.

Dad walked fast and rushed ahead alone. The mother and daughter left behind and walked slowly. "Who is chasing you?" My mother suddenly said something, which woke me up from my deep thinking. When I looked closely, I saw that my father was indeed making a gesture of "escape".

The sky is getting darker and darker, just like the coals used in barbecues. There were not many pedestrians on the road, and now there are even fewer. As the night progresses, there is less noise and everything becomes deserted. Quiet.

Suddenly, a drop of water appeared on the back of my hand, then two drops, then three drops. Dad ran back and drove.

My mother covered my head with her hands and hid under a big tree with lush leaves.

I raised my head and looked at the strong tree and anxious mother with childish eyes. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and strips of water poured down, but my father still didn't come back. The weather changed at any time. I looked at my mother for a long time, and suddenly I felt that I was everything to my mother now.

Soon, my father’s car turned around from the intersection. My mother couldn’t help but pick me up and ran into the car so quickly.

Looking at the drops of rain on the car window, and then at the sweat on my parents’ bodies, I was speechless and my mind went blank.

The rain gradually stopped. On the leaves, the last drop of rain was still thinking about whether to go home, but I realized that I had been in the home made up of the strong bodies of my parents. Excellent Walking Essay 9

I don’t know when, I fell in love with walking. The kind of walking with family and friends on the streets of a noisy city, and your heart becomes peaceful and peaceful. I later discovered that walking alone on the mountain road and listening to the sounds of nature was what attracted me the most!

This year’s Chinese New Year is not as lively as in previous years. Many people have their own homes in the city. The mountain village that used to be full of laughter during the Chinese New Year has become quiet! I had nothing to do that day, so I looked out the window. The golden rapeseed flowers and the livid mountains attracted me. When I walked across the bridge, I heard the gurgling sound of water under the bridge. The sleeping fish jumped out of the water from time to time under the sunshine, and the birds were as noisy as ever.

Unconsciously, I walked to a small road. This road is so familiar yet so strange. It's always been there, I just haven't set foot in it before! I couldn't wait to walk down. Rapeseed flowers ran across my fingertips, and the green leaves on the trees caressed my face. The trees here hung too low, like an old man in his dying years. I was so ashamed to see the bees working hard among the flowers! A mountain suddenly towered before me. Climbing it was an elusive goal of mine as a child. Now that I have grown up, I no longer feel that way!

I continued to walk forward, and there was still the sound of gurgling water and rapeseed flowers all over the mountains and plains. Really stale. I suddenly felt relaxed, in the embrace of nature, and my stress melted away. I continued to speed up and enjoy this happiness.

When I reached the end of the road, I knew it was time to go back, and I waved goodbye to it. Running back in a hurry.

I used to come to these places with my friends to play and have fun. But missed so much.

That day, I met it again. Although we had met before, we didn't know each other. Now I really feel its charm, it represents the beauty of nature!

Walking in the mountains, walking in the noisy city. The mind is as calm as water, free and at ease! Excellent Walking Essay 10

One night in the middle of summer this year, I took a walk with my parents. Everything was very quiet and comfortable.

The faint fragrance of flowers lingered around me, the sunset surrounded me, and the fresh air filled the park. I ran forward happily and saw such a scene: a little boy was fat and tall, but could not take a single step. Not running, riding steadily on his father's shoulders. I watched and said nothing. Not long after walking, a burst of noise attracted me.

I dragged my parents to a corner of the park. There were many grandparents here. They had beads of sweat on their faces, but they were all smiles. I got in front of a group of grandparents, and when I saw it, I saw that they were doing something fancy. Playing shuttlecock!

After a while, a small competition officially started. The white-haired grandfather bobbed the shuttlecock in his hand twice, smiled slightly, and threw the shuttlecock upward. The shuttlecock plummeted, shining in the air, like a little fairy. At this time, the white-haired grandfather raised his head slightly, put his hands on his hips, and raised it slightly. Hey, the shuttlecock just landed on his side. The grandfather pushed forward and landed on a man with hair. The shuttlecock gracefully drew a perfect arc in the sky at the feet of grandma who was dark and laughing heartily. The grandma chuckled twice, and kicked the shuttlecock to the other grandpa at lightning speed. In this way, they remained happy, and I kept walking and kicking the shuttlecock with them...

A small walk made me marvel at the colorful, happy and carefree life of the elderly. Let me lament the lazy children in today's life. Yes, we must take a break from the tedious study and let life become poetry. Excellent Walking Essay 11

Today, after dinner, my mother and I went for a walk outside. As we walked, we suddenly walked into a maple forest, where I saw many scenery. Now, let me share it with you!

Walking into the maple forest, just as the great poet Li Shangyin said, "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk"! There is less and less sunlight in the woods. I don't know whether it is because the sun has set or because the leaves here are too dense.

After a while, a gust of wind blew down some leaves, and the falling leaves made a "rustling" sound. I thought to myself: "This is obviously spring, why do the leaves of the trees here fall off?" Come down? It's obviously spring!" Mom seemed to see through my mind and said to me: "Don't mind so much, let's play together!" After a while, I picked up a piece of advertising paper. I quickly folded a plane and it flew out. When I went to pick up the plane, I suddenly saw a person. That person was skipping rope. The rope of the skipping rope rustled the leaves on the grass. ring. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over and blew the leaves everywhere.

Walking a little further, I saw a wide lawn. The grass on the lawn was green, as if it had been painted with green crayon. It was really a beautiful oil painting! After a while, I smelled a refreshing smell, which was the fragrance of grass.

As I walked further, I looked more and more carefully. I found a few drops of dew on the grass blades. I also saw a little bee on a flower, which was humming and singing. , is busy collecting nectar. After a while, I found that the dewdrops on the leaves were gone, so I wondered if the bees were drinking the dew? It must be a very sweet and delicious wine.

The sky was getting dark, and it was time for me to go home. I looked back at the ray of light on the horizon and reluctantly returned home. Excellent Walking Essay 12

Walking on the wide road, the breeze blows on your face. Look up at the sky, blue sky, white clouds. The weeping willows on the roadside have sprouted tender green buds, and the birds are singing heartily. There are red flowers and green grass under the trees. Looking around is a green wheat field. The breath of spring is everywhere. Spring is the season of sowing hope. Sow the seeds of hope in spring, and they will bear fruit in autumn. The same is true in life. If there is no hope in the heart, where will success come from?

After passing the traffic lights, people passing by stopped and waited: they could turn left, turn right, or go straight.

The numbers on the display jumped cheerfully, as if greeting people cordially. We will encounter many such crossroads in life, and different people will make different choices. There is no right or wrong, right or wrong. Because none of us are in it. There is a busy scene at the roadside construction site. A very large community is being built here, but last year it was still desolate. On the same road, the scenery remains the same in some places, but it is completely different in other places. The same is true for the path of life. The times are different and the scenery will be different.

The vegetable market is very busy. Beautiful music seems to help people eliminate work fatigue. There are gentle light music, and even more cheerful "Gangnam Style". All kinds of people have satisfied smiles on their faces, as if they are enjoying the prosperity and hope this city brings to them. There are all kinds of items on the stalls, fruits, vegetables, eggs... The elderly people setting up the stalls are from the surrounding countryside. They are simple, kind and honest. Even though I work hard every day, I still enjoy it.

In fact, life is so simple, natural and real. I like walking and the scenery along the way. Excellent Walking Essay 13

The tapping of high heels, the rustle of running shoes, the unique dull sound of leather shoes falling to the ground, the silhouette of a car driving away, the speeding bicycle, the roar of a motorcycle Start-up is all part of life. We are stubbornly surrounded by something. We always seem to be going straight, rushing from node to node in order to circle the world we have earned.

On the road of life, you should move forward bravely and run towards the established goal until you achieve success. Adults continue to inspire everyone with these inspirational words and use them as motivation for their busy lives. What should you do if you succeed? Being satisfied with the status quo and staying there is obviously not in line with the original intention of "moving forward bravely", so running towards the next goal again does it mean that you will chase non-stop throughout your life and live in "imminent success" and "success".

This is too boring. Why not slow down, appreciate the scenery along the way, and savor every detail of life in the most relaxed and elegant manner, without being obsessed with speed or the so-called "success" at the end. No matter how fast or slow you go, you will always reach the end. Use the extra time to slow down and appreciate the warmth and warmth of human relationships, to feel the passing of spring and autumn, to savor the world of flowers and bodhisattva leaves. It's so much better than rushing on the road.

Li Ronghao sang in "The Book of Laughter and Forgetting": "If I don't find the answer, then I don't want to take a walk either." I don't think so. No matter whether you look for it or not, the answer will always be revealed in the end, so why not take a walk? Living is a big experience. If you are too obsessed with results, you will always abandon the precious feelings in front of you. It is better to take a walk on the long road of life and form a picture step by step.

Comments: A girl who is very good at science is very good at writing such philosophical articles. It's a good attempt. Excellent Walking Essay 14

At four o'clock in the morning, I sneaked out of the house.

There are still shadows of night on the silent streets, and in an hour they will be squeezed out of the sky by dawn. Sanitation workers are already at work, waving big brooms and grooming the streets. A down-and-out stray dog ??walked towards me. Its fur was dark yellow and sparse. It looked like a disciple of the "Beggars Gang". I saw it arching its head into the garbage pile, but it seemed that it could not find its favorite breakfast.

I continued walking, looking for those subtle corners in this familiar street. Ahead is the "extremely popular" small station. Whether it's a working day or a holiday, whether it's sunny or rainy, this place is always crowded, packed with people going to work, people going out to play, and even people just looking for shelter from the rain and sun. Come and go in a hurry on weekdays, I didn't notice that it had changed its appearance - the plastic transparent sunshade was replaced by a black opaque one to better isolate ultraviolet rays, but it obviously couldn't withstand the enthusiasm of the sun. After another day, Yes, the station will be as hot as ever.

I breathed in the fresh air, which was mixed with the smell of earth and the faint fragrance of flowers. In the bustling crowd, fresh air is a rare luxury. I was lucky enough to "steal" a few sips today, which can be regarded as "living up for the trip". The breakfast shop just across the street was already in operation. The boss has just come back from the market and is mincing the meat.

It turns out that the steamed buns here are made purely by hand, no wonder it has attracted neighbors from miles around. I never get tired of eating, and there is always a "long queue" at the door of the shop.

I walked slowly back to the community. The sun in the east was rising lazily, giving people who got up early a soft golden veil.

After finishing my walk, I opened the door quietly and smelled the aroma of egg pancakes. Mom is preparing breakfast in the kitchen, and the egg pancakes she spreads are the most delicious in the world. Suddenly, my mother spoke without looking back: "Stop hiding, tell me where did you go to do bad things this morning?" I smiled and said, "Go and steal the good things." Excellent Walking Composition 15 < /p>

"Ding dong" I heard the sound of raindrops falling outside the window. The sound of rain was particularly clear and green, like the sound of bees flapping their wings. When I closed the window, it was not like the violent storm outside, but the room was as warm as my mother's. My stomach feels like it's crawling.

The door gradually opened, and I felt a little bit panicked in my heart. It couldn’t be a thief. "Hey" shocked me. It turned out to be dad. He didn't bring an umbrella, and his body turned into a drowned rat. I hurriedly took the towel. In order to prevent catching a cold, I took out the quilt to cover him. He said: "We haven't gone for a walk in a long time, let's go for a walk."

< p>We each put on the equipment, like people going on a trip, let’s start the forest adventure now.

We walked into the forest, which was particularly fresh, with lush grass and blooming flowers catching our eyes.

Look! They are monkeys, and they are showing off their ability to live in the jungle - climbing trees. I watched them shuttle freely in the bush, and gradually became fascinated. Suddenly I was frightened and thought it was a tiger coming and said, "Are you looking at this monkey?" It turned out that the tiger was my father. I feel like he doesn't understand my pleasure.

We turned to another part of the forest and continued to move forward and saw a few dead trees. I stepped forward and took a closer look! It was a chameleon. I was amazed. My father also noticed it, so he grabbed it with his own hands and caught it easily. I found that the chameleon gradually disappeared in my father’s hands. It turned out that it had changed color. This was amazing. I hurriedly wanted to take a photo with it, like It was as hot as freshly cooked soup, so I asked my dad to help me take pictures. eggplant! I put the chameleon on the ground and ran to look at the photos. What? The chameleon is missing?

We continued to explore the colors of the forest. This walk was enjoyable and made me appreciate the wonders of the animals. I chose a small road, and the two of them went home happily, and the rain stopped making a sound.