Wandering narrative

Everyone has been exposed to composition to some extent, especially narrative, which is more common. The central idea of narrative is generally contained in concrete materials and expressed through vivid descriptions of people, things and things. So how should the narrative be written properly? The following is my carefully arranged drifting narrative, for reference only, hoping to help everyone.

Drifting narrative 1 Our second project in Anhui is drifting in Shanxi.

It is said that rafting is very sunny, so we chose to go rafting at 5 pm. My father, mother and I put on life jackets and went kayaking. My father sat in the bow, and my mother and I sat side by side in the middle of the suit. I began to drift. I was very excited when I first got into the water. At the first waterfall, we rushed down with the help of the coach. How exciting! Then we entered the gentle current area, and my mother and father paddled hard. Row and row, and look at the scenery along the way. There are many small fish in the water, which are very cute.

At about the second waterfall, we were ready, and under the command of the staff, we rushed over smoothly. Along the way, the water was deep in some places and shallow in some places. I don't know how long I rowed until I reached the last waterfall. This time I changed seats with my father, and I sat in the bow. This waterfall mouth should be the most exciting. At the moment of rushing down, a big wave came and we were soaked to the skin.

This is my first time drifting. It's exciting and fun

Drifting narrative 2 During the summer vacation, my father took my mother and me to go rafting in Lishui. That day, we had dinner and walked to the ferry in the cool wind.

When I arrived at the ferry, it was hazy and I vaguely saw the boatman waiting on the bamboo raft. As soon as we got on the boat, the boatman tied some thick ropes to a motorboat and went upstream. I sat in the bow and looked around. The green hills on both sides of the ship are continuous and reflected in the lake. The lake is clear and calm, just like a mirror, and the beautiful scenery makes me relaxed and happy. The ship's side was splashed with water. Looking back, the stern raised long ripples, like a dragon following. Looking at this beautiful scenery, I can't help but stretch out my feet and let the cold lake wash my feet, just like a soft little hand scratching my feet. Unconsciously, the ship has been driving for 20 minutes. At this time, the bamboo raft has been separated from the motorboat, going down the river and returning to the original road. The boatman shook his oars and the bamboo raft moved slowly. Out of curiosity, I came to the stern to help the boatman row. I tried my best to paddle, but the raft didn't move forward at all, just spinning in circles. When the boatman saw this, he quickly helped me adjust my direction and let the bamboo raft go forward. Just as I rowed hard, the boat had reached the crossing, and I ended my activity reluctantly.

This rafting is very interesting, and I will go again when I have the chance.

Drifting narrative 3 During the summer vacation, my father and I went to Huxiaoxia in Tonglu to experience drifting.

As soon as we arrived at our destination, the seven glittering Chinese characters "Roaring Tiger Gorge" came into view. Everything was ready, and everyone stepped into the kayak in an orderly way and began a drifting journey.

I have long heard that the drifting here is unusual and exciting, but I don't think so. Think about drifting in other places before, just like walking on the ground, just to see the scenery. However, this idea was quickly "drowned" by the spray in front of the kayak.

When the first slope came, I was "wandering" when I was suddenly choked by water, and my nose was sour. I looked at my father at a loss, but his face was covered with "smog" at the moment. He snapped, "Why are you so careless? What if you fall? Grab the handle! " I just started to say, "How could I fall down …" Then there came an urgent cry for help: "Help! Somebody help me! " When I looked intently, there was a capsized kayak in front of me. At this time, I put my hands on my life jacket and firmly grasped the handle.

Seeing the second slope close at hand, my heart was pounding. "come on! Coming! " The second slope arrived as scheduled, so I was a little nervous and closed my eyes. A wave suddenly hit me on the head, and I ate another spicy noodle. It's really hard! Looking back carefully, the wave just now was really fierce and hurt my face. However, this did not make me flinch, but aroused the long-lost emotion in my heart.

The last level of drifting is of course the most challenging-a three-meter-high slope. The tourists nearby are shouting be careful! My heart is in my throat. Very close! Very close! Our kayak splashed across the sky. Unfortunately, I didn't see this spectacular scene, and my eyes were closed all the time. As soon as I turned around, my father scraped my little nose with his hand and said with a smile, "I like that you dare to challenge like this!" " "

After an hour and a half, Hu Xiaoxia's torrent adventure finally ended, and my hanging heart gradually calmed down. ...

Drifting narrative 4. The Cunninghamia lanceolata River is laid in Guizhou. I heard that Shibing is a city of drifting, and I think the drifting there must be very exciting and fun. So, my parents and I went rafting in the fir river.

We took a five-hour train ride from Guiyang to Shibing, arrived at Shibing, and took a bus to Baishajing Resort by Wuyang River for one night. I sleep in running water at night, but my heart has already drifted.

In the morning, I was very excited. I followed my parents to drive to the drifting point in the Chinese fir valley. Two people, a kayak and a pole, put on their protective clothing and began to drift. The starting point of Chinese fir river drifting is shoal, and the water is extremely clean and crystal clear. The current is relatively gentle, so you can enjoy the scenery by lying on the kayak. On both sides of the river are continuous mountains, high and steep, with lush trees and vines and picturesque scenery.

Not long after drifting in a kayak, there were some rocks in the middle of the river. The slow current is a little urgent, and the kayak will be washed into the depression of the rock by the current carelessly and get stuck in the middle of the rock. If you don't steer with a pole, the canoe will be washed into the shallows or floated into the river, and the low branches will pass over people's heads, but the canoe will not go in circles. The splashing water poured into the kayak, and my father and I were soaked to the skin. Dad simply took off his clothes and got into the water. As soon as he entered the water, he jumped on the kayak like an engine. He didn't float in a canoe, but floated on the water by grabbing the canoe's ear.

About an hour later, I saw someone capsizing on the shore. Looking closer, it turned out that someone at the barbecue stall on the shore was deliberately splashing water on the passing canoe and overturned it. My father and I also joined the capsizing, and every kayak was not spared this "disaster". The boat capsized and people fell into the water, but no one was angry and laughter resounded through the valley.

Talking and laughing, we unconsciously entered the area where the water was very fast. My mother asked me to sit in a kayak with her, and I'll take the helm. After rowing for a while, the kayak suddenly stopped. It turned out to be riding on a big stone. We moved around and finally got off a big rock. Unexpectedly, I finally got down from the rock, but I was caught by two other rocks, and it took a lot of effort to break free. It's really depressing

The canoe rowed forward for a while. I heard the waterfall. I looked ahead. All the boats in that place are gone. I doubt that I will rush down the waterfall. I'm scared to think of it. Canoeing slowly approached there, and I realized that this was a man-made water slide with a natural drop, and the stone in my heart finally fell to the ground. This is really an exciting place. With a scream, the kayak slipped down, and I opened my eyes. The waves rolled and splashed, flooding into the boat like a flood. The whole kayak is filled with water. It's really a big river outside the ship and a small river inside the ship.

During drifting, the current is very fast. Sometimes, it is necessary to hold a pole against the rock to avoid collision and capsizing. Sometimes, the poles have to be put away, and the kayak hits the rocks in the rapids between the rocks. I don't know how long it took, the canyon disappeared, the river widened before our eyes, and we finally narrowly won the finish line.

From the beginning to the end, I was full of energy, but after landing, I was exhausted, my limbs were weak, and my back ached. But I had a good time, I was very happy, and it was no big deal to be tired. Cunninghamia lanceolata, I will definitely come again sometime.

Drifting narrative 5 Today, my parents and I went rafting in the glacier. Because it takes an hour to get to my destination, I decided to have a rest so that I can use more energy when rowing.

Finally arrived at my destination, I jumped out of the car happily, changed my life jacket, took my ticket and went to the queue as quickly as possible. After a while, the car that came to pick us up finally came and we got on the bus. Soon, at the place where drifting began, we moved a kayak and put it on the water.

We got on the boat. First of all, kayaking is carried out in the swimming pool. Later, we kayaked to a slope. When I went down the slope, the water splashed on the boat and into my eyes, which made me unable to open my eyes for a long time. Then, the kayak drifted to a wide stream, and many people were fighting for water. Some are spraying water with water guns, some are splashing water with helmets, and some are carrying water with paddles. Finally, after several thrilling slopes and winding waterways, we finally reached the finish line!

Today's drifting is really exciting! I will come again in the future!

Drifting narrative 6 She leaned gently against the wall brick, her eyes lingered on the ground, swept over and over again, and kept fiddling with her fingers thoughtfully. At first glance, a lady, this is your future deskmate A Ying. I remember a famous person said that we should look at the essence through the phenomenon. A Ying is like this. I mistakenly arranged you together. After a few days of running-in, her "essence" was undoubtedly exposed! Her personality is straightforward and bold, and she criticizes everything that goes against common sense. The standard action is to get up angrily, wave your arms at a person twice and kill him with your eyes, then start talking. Her power is even worse than the atomic bomb after the explosion, and the mushroom cloud covers the whole class! Sometimes, she sits alone with her chin tilted and her eyes staring into the distance. Her eyes were obviously vacant and helpless, so she didn't move. You want to know what kind of person she is Until one time she told a sad story. A family of five drifted away, poor and happy, and a gas explosion took her father's life. Since then, her family has become helpless and strong. When Ying tells this story, you wipe the tears off her face with your school uniform. She was helpless, sad, determined and had a panoramic view. Two people, under the lilac tree, faint fragrance, faint sadness, the wind is dancing, where are your thoughts!

Time is not a good medicine for pain. Only by facing it bravely can we get out of the shadows. A Ying proved her bravery in her first year of high school. She always brings you joy, replaces all difficulties with a smile, replaces complaints with enthusiasm, and dispels the haze with sunshine! You are glad to meet her, because she let you know what masculinity is.

Drifting narrative 7 is getting farther and farther away from the days of drifting in Dongjiang, but the impression is getting clearer and clearer. When I think about it, there are often miracles and surprises between surplus and water.

Arriving in Zixing Dongjiang River in Chenzhou, it was noon after a rain in early summer. The washed Dongjiang River is crystal clear, green and pleasant, and exudes indescribable nature and freshness. It makes us feel refreshed as if we were in a natural oxygen bar.

Known as "the first eco-tourism drift in China", the Dongjiang River rafting is 28km long with a drop of 75m, with 108 beaches, which is very breathtaking. The tour guide told us humorously that you can enjoy the unique mountain scenery of Dongjiang without climbing the mountain. Everyone will become a "wet" person first, and then a poet.

Ten of us jumped on the rubber boat one after another, and before we were seated, clouds of silvery white water splashed down the sky. Tourists from neighboring ships quietly attacked us with water guns and water scoops, which made our heads and bodies wet. Sister Li, who is in the same boat, is a very smart and fun person and automatically acts as our military commander. Under her leadership, everyone was childlike, shouting, and some even took out "weapons" that had already been prepared. At that time, the dock seemed to be boiling, and everyone shouted and laughed, splashing joy and passion. Go straight to give a good beating.

The water war seemed endless, and it soon reached the drifting point. The boatman reminded us to fasten our seat belts early. Along an artificial passage about 300 meters long, the rubber dinghy swooped down, and suddenly the waves splashed and broke up, and the companions kept screaming.

Before the mood calmed down, the rubber boat arrived at Hukoutan. Dongjiang rapids harvested a 3-meter-wide sink here, which looks like the opening of a kettle, hence the name Hukoutan. The current in the lake mouth beach is fierce, and the ship floats on the waves for a while and sinks to the bottom for a while. Clusters of waves are beating our hearts up and down, and we are at a loss. In dancing with the waves, we began to experience the excitement and excitement of drifting.

The rubber dinghy bumped all the way to the shiplift beach. According to the boatman, there are rapids and dangerous beaches everywhere, and they will capsize if they are not careful. It can be said that it is the most intense place for Dongjiang rafting. Someone joked: no, but the tiger's mouth fell into the wolf's den again. Dongjiang at this time is like a naughty little tiger colt, throwing joy at it and running forward. Suddenly, the ship hit a boulder and tilted 80 degrees in an instant, as if it were about to be overturned by huge waves. Everyone is wobbling, just holding on to the safety rope. Fortunately, the master held the bow firmly, like an animal trainer with an answer. Only when he saw the boulder and skillfully used a bamboo pole did the boat float down smoothly. At a close call, we all raised our fingers and praised the master's boating skills and psychological quality. The master has only a smile on his bronze face. Perhaps, after so many storms, the boatman master has reached a calm state here.

The water follows the mountain, and an open field as flat as a pool is displayed in front of you. The Emerald Valley is here. I saw the virgin forests on both sides of the strait embracing each other, with green mountains and green waters. From time to time, there are springs and waterfalls flying in the air on the rocks, like rain curtains hanging on sunny days. Vines twine between trees, blocking the sun, which is not only far away, but also makes people feel a little cool and quiet.

Looking up at the mountain scenery and looking down at the water color, we walked into a landscape corridor. Quietly boating, wandering in the surrounding scenery, let your eyes wander and your thoughts fly. This scene should only exist in the sky, and it is suspected that the heavens are falling. Friends in the same boat are constantly admiring, and they must have become the poets mentioned by the tour guide.

There are scattered families on the waist of the distant mountain from time to time. The boatman said that this is a Yao Caotang. I don't know who is sighing: living in it is really a fairy day. Indeed, in my spare time, it seems very free and easy to cultivate myself there. It's just that we've been walking in traffic and feasting for a long time, and we really want to stick to the lonely moon and breeze all day long. I'm afraid few people can do it.

After more than three hours of ups and downs, drifting with the tide, we reached the end of the swallow row.

Time flies, the deceased is like this. More than three hours is as short as 30 minutes. When I got on the speedboat and left, I couldn't help looking back at the Dongjiang River drifting, only feeling that my thoughts were still swimming in the passionate and beautiful Dongjiang River.

On this day, my mother said to me, "Let's go rafting in Toulongxi, Sizhou!" I jumped three feet for joy.

We soon arrived at our destination-Longxi. Armed to the teeth, we put on helmets, protective clothing, got into a kayak and started our drifting journey. My mother took photos with her mobile phone while enjoying the scenery along the way. As for me, I'm a little smug, smug about keeping the first place for myself.

But soon, the people behind will catch up with us. "Down the river, it's too slow." I muttered to myself. Passing 18-wheeler, the tourists in the back appeared beside us, and my mother and I rowed as hard as we could. In a short time, our faces turned red and sweat came out from our foreheads. We immediately reached the second intersection, and a large splash rushed to our kayak like a hungry beast, and a chill came over our face, which made us feel a little refreshed. At this time, I looked down and found that my pants were wet and our kayak slipped into some naughty water dolls.

We have made great efforts to continue to advance to the finish line. The last intersection is the emergency waters. With a whoosh, our kayak was washed down by the rushing water, and huge water splashed everywhere. Unsuspecting, we were splashed by the sudden water and became a veritable "soaking chicken".

But when I looked back, there was no one there. I shouted happily: "Yeah! We are the first! "

Drifting narration 9 Waterfall Valley Drifting Paradise is located in Tianhu Ancient Waterfall Scenic Spot, a hot spring in Conghua. Its mountain streams are deep and hidden, and the mountains are dense. There is a nearly vertical mountain at the foot of Toujia Mountain, which forms a "leaky waterfall", leaning against the fence, flying over the water mist, the wind shaking the jungle, roaring and stirring, and becoming spectacular. Waterfall Valley is 2 kilometers long and has 6 rapids, with a maximum drop of 4 meters. Waterfall Valley rafting can not only appreciate the excitement of boating, but also feel the wonders of virgin forests and everything in nature, which is amazing.

To prepare for rafting, we took rowing palms, helmets and life jackets, and then walked down the steps to the starting point halfway up the mountain, waiting for rafting. Drifting is two kilometers long, and the trees on both sides of the river are covered, which is very exciting. After about ten minutes, when everyone arrived, we put on life jackets, helmets, paddles and got ready to go. The staff released water above the river, and then the "waterfall" rushed down, and the river was filled at once. We lined up to board the ship one by one. It's my turn to get on the boat with my father. The staff pushed the boat out, and then we set off! We are chasing each other. How interesting! Dad didn't sit down properly when going downhill, and almost fell down. I smiled from ear to ear. Then I went down a slope and saw my good friend Haohao. I quickly threw my helmet at them. Haohao also threw his helmet at us and fought a water fight to make them flee. When I got to the rapids and got ready to slide down, I quickly grabbed the seat belt next to me. The ship went down the river and almost capsized. I feel very excited! We stopped at the waterfall area where the gap was too big, because it was dangerous to slide down, so we had to go down and float. When we came down, we started again. As soon as we got on the boat, the river washed us down the hill and hit our mother's boat. As soon as Hao Hao saw us, he put his head into his life jacket, like a lost turtle. After drifting for about an hour, we reached the finish line.

This is my first time drifting, and I think it is both exciting and fun!

Drifting narrative 10 in the morning, when I opened my hazy eyes, I heard the clear chorus of birds; See the light of the sun; Breathe fresh air; I feel the breeze caressing my cheek. Suddenly, my pajamas disappeared without a trace. Lying in bed, I remembered yesterday's trip to Zixi, Fuzhou with my family, and the happiness on the road.

In the morning, after making full preparations, we headed for Dajue Mountain, with beautiful scenery along the way. Castle peak, green trees and red flowers complement each other and come into view. Tourists seem to be walking in a painting. When I arrived in Dajue Mountain, I sucked the fresh air greedily, just like a bird flying freely in nature. Let's take a tour bus to the ropeway ticket office first. The tour guide told us seriously that rafting is a dangerous activity, so tourists must be more careful. However, we know that there are tigers in the mountains, and we are inclined to the tiger mountain. I was very nervous when I first got on the ropeway, but I gradually got used to it. Bird's-eye view of lush trees, mixed with large and small rocks, blooming wild flowers dotted with green lakes. It is really picturesque! Finally, this is an antique house. Walking in, I found that this is a naturally formed cave with several tall Buddha statues in it. These Buddha statues are so lifelike that I don't know which master made them. After meditation, I washed my hands and ate something. After dinner, we took the cableway down again and lined up to play rafting.

Let's put on our helmets and life jackets and get ready to go. My uncle and I are on a rubber boat, and now the drifting trip officially begins. We came to the first landslide, and when we rushed down, I let out a scream. I have always felt that I am not afraid to shout. I thought it would be all right to rush down, but I didn't expect there to be a big stone waiting for me below. The ship was loaded with a big stone with a bang, and the waves rushed up and touched me from head to foot. After several impacts, another landslide appeared! This landslide is higher, longer and more dangerous than the last one. This time, we fell sideways. When the ship sank, the water came towards me as if to swallow us up. My ears, nose and eyes are flooded. I quickly wiped my eyes with my hands, put my hands back on my hands, and waited for the next landslide. Finally ushered in the biggest gap, it is as high as 17 meters, which is the most dangerous landslide! Maybe God also worried about us. Beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks and turned into rain, hitting us. With the screams, I rushed down, and the stone knocked us stagger. How exciting!

Ah, when I looked back, it turned out that an elder sister had fallen down because she didn't grasp it. Fortunately, she was not injured, and only another sister was left on the boat. Sister panicked and probably thought I was the only one on the kayak. What if she loses her balance? Just then, a brother who didn't know her climbed down from his boat. What a help!

We rushed to the calm lake and paddled hard. I finally saw the finish line, so I paddled desperately to get ashore as soon as possible. But at this moment, someone attacked us, and we showed no weakness. We splashed water with them. Although we are soaked, we are still very happy. Finally, at the end, we took a hot bath, drank a cup of ginger soup and reluctantly left.

Ah! Drifting is really an activity that challenges the limits. After this activity, people will cherish life more!

Drifting narrative 1 1 Nanjiang Grand Canyon is the most famous drifting scenic spot in Nanjiang. Anyone who travels to Nanjiang must go rafting there. The exciting rafting attracts thousands of tourists.

One day in the summer vacation, my family visited the Nanjiang Grand Canyon, which is my long-awaited wish. Along the way, I kept singing like a happy bird. After riding for more than an hour, I finally arrived at the scenic spot, and I could hear bursts of laughter from inside. Mom smiled and said, "I'm timid, so I won't go rafting to take pictures of you two."

My father and I bought tickets and went to the drifting entrance. I watched someone else's boat float down from above, splashing white waves, and thought: What a big wave! Will it capsize? Dad looked at me with a nervous face and smiled and encouraged me to say, "Don't be afraid, I have a father!" " Come on, put on your life jacket. "When our ship started to set off, the waves were still small, and then the current became bigger and bigger, the waves became higher and higher, and the speed of the ship became faster and faster. Dad was careless, and the boat almost hit a big stone in front, which scared me into a cold sweat. Fortunately, the tourists next to us pulled our boat and we saved the day. At this time, the big brother on board picked up the water gun and sprayed me. I quickly hid, but I was still sprayed red-handed. I immediately fought back, and a burst of cheerful laughter echoed in the blue sky and white clouds.

The most thrilling moment came, and our boat rushed down from the highest point. I closed my eyes and put my hands around my father's waist. It feels like falling from the sky. Suddenly, I heard a bang and the boat landed firmly in the pool below. Suddenly, water splashed everywhere, and my father and I became two "soaked chickens".

At this time, my mother "clicked" and the beautiful moment was immediately fixed in the summer vacation of 20xx.

Drifting narrative 12 During the 11th holiday, our family organized a rafting trip to Siming Mountain. After a three-hour journey, we finally got there. I flew over and saw that the river in Siming Mountain was very clear and the water journey was very long. My sister and I are in the same boat, but neither of us can row a boat. After my father's guidance, the boat can finally row forward. But my brother tried to catch up and was about to catch up. We had to rush forward to avoid their attack.

But as soon as we get to the slope, we will rush down, but our clothes are already wet. Just as we were resting, they rushed up and threw water at us, getting our clothes wet, and we also attacked them.

But we couldn't spill it, so we had to run forward to increase the water in the boat, but they chased me and pushed me into the water. Another time, they rowed faster than us, but they waited for us on the shore, but they spilled a big bucket of water on our heads and then added a lot of water stains to our boat. We got off the boat and poured out the water bit by bit. We rowed forward quickly, but the hateful stone kept us from crossing.

The exit is coming, but my sister and I still want to play, so we will wait for our mother in the back. During this time, I saw a real water war. They filled water with hats and threw people at each other until one of them gave up.

Ah! Siming Mountain is really fun. Let me feel the feeling of falling into the water there, and understand that only unity can row a good boat.

Drifting narrative 13 I still remember the first time you set foot here. I remember your expression changed from expectation to disappointment. I know your goal for the senior high school entrance examination is not B. You missed your dream A because of laziness. You have been frustrated, but you can only swallow the bitter fruit you have brewed. So when you step into B's campus, you tell yourself that this is a new starting point. Even if you can't stay far ahead on this runway, you will never give up halfway!

You walk on the plastic track of playground, basketball court, teaching building, gymnasium and laboratory building. Everything in this school is too strange and insignificant for you, but you seem to be ready to meet it, whispering "Come on, I'm coming!" " "With this determination, you walked into the teaching building and saw her in the corner next to the classroom.