You can write a 400-word composition about what happened during the National Day.

Today is the sixty-second anniversary of the founding of our country, and we have a seven-day holiday. I have been looking forward to this day.

The seven-day long holiday has finally arrived, and the adults have arranged their own long holidays. Some are going to take their children to travel, some are going to visit their grandparents in the countryside, and some are going home to help their relatives with the autumn harvest ... but what about the children! Some parents are strict, some arrange composition, Olympic Games, dancing, English ... There is no rest at all, and every day is full and confusing. This year, my grandfather's requirements for me exceeded my expectations. I thought I would attend all kinds of cram schools like them. But grandpa let me arrange freely, and I really don't insist. So I finish all kinds of homework every morning and have a rest in the afternoon. Sometimes watching TV, sometimes playing chess, the most meaningful thing is to visit the calligraphy and painting exhibition, which let me know about China calligraphy with thousands of years of cultural history. I also visited the new city government and cultural square. Now the high-rise buildings of the municipal government are magnificent, and the music fountain in the cultural square is very different from the old municipal government. The new municipal government can see the great changes and development of Fuzhou, and also visited Fuzhou Park, where I played boating and enjoyed the beautiful season of golden autumn fragrance.

Ah! This year's seven-day long vacation, I arranged freely, not only learned knowledge that was not in books, but also felt particularly excited and happy.

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20 1 1 National Day South Guangdong Tour

Mom is a devout Buddhist. No, strictly speaking, she should be a bodhisattva. Originally a bodhisattva, he loves his family and neighbors. He also wholeheartedly asked the Bodhisattva to bless the happiness and safety of the whole family. Going to Nanyue on National Day every year is a compulsory course in our family. This year is no exception. Under the full preparation of my mother, a group of six people, my mother, my husband, my daughter Wei, my little sister and my driver, set off before 7 o'clock this morning.

My daughter Wei Yi is very happy on the road. This little guy, less than two and a half years old, chatters all the way, always trying to organize language to make everyone happy. The most ridiculous thing is that she said to me in a serious way, mom, my name is Wei, and my fart hit Wei ... Seeing that I was happy, she was even more excited, and asked my parents, aunts, uncles and others to repeat, laughing a lot ... accompanied by pistachios along the way, and soon (around 9 am) I arrived at Nanyue Temple, the holy place of the Buddha.

It's still fine today, but it's still cloudy, and it may rain at any time. Because of the weather and time. The six of us work together. The husband and the driver's brother accompanied their mother and Wei to the temple at the foot of the mountain to worship the Bodhisattva. Last year, they made a wish. My little sister and I immediately set off for Zhurongfeng at the top of Mount Hengshan in Nanyue, visited the Great Temple, worshipped the Bodhisattva, offered tributes and made wishes.

Little sister jumped for joy. Since she joined the Dawn Footsteps Team and became the pioneer of Yiyang Morning Running Team, that guy got up before five o'clock every day and ran rain or shine every day. As a sister, I only admire her, but I really have no determination to stick to it. However, today is the time for her to climb Hengshan after running in the morning of 185 and try it. Can you be unhappy? But I'm ashamed. I weigh 70 kilograms. I am usually a quasi-sub-health worker. Don't leave the bench and computer at work. I don't even want to move my ass when I eat and pour water. In order not to belittle my tall image in front of my little sister, I kept the momentum and followed her to the mountains. ...

Just entering the gate of Hengshan Mountain, under the guidance of a local handsome boy, I encouraged my little sister to go to the Martyrs' Temple by car. Hehe, I screwed up my little sister's feat of trying to climb all the way up. I can't bear to spoil her interest in climbing mountains. When I arrived at the Martyrs Temple, I didn't mention the idea of taking a bus. The two of us began to climb the path in tandem.

Look at the good scenery from time to time, capture some beautiful scenery, talk and laugh, and get up really easily. Not to mention my little sister, carrying a backpack of dozens of kilograms, full of incense sticks, tribute fruits and a thick coat, she was incredibly relaxed and kept me piled up under more than ten stairs. ...

I can't remember how many winding steps I took, how many times I stopped to have a rest, and how many times I ate the common dried tofu and tofu guy on Hengshan Mountain. When my stomach had a strange reaction, we finally reached the Mid-Levels Pavilion. I really can't climb, and my little sister can't accompany me, and my calf begins to ache and swell. At this time, it began to rain in Mao Mao halfway up the mountain, and each of us bought a red plastic raincoat and wrapped it around us. I took the opportunity to hint to my little sister that it was raining again and I couldn't climb any more. Why don't we take the cableway? My little sister saw that I was flustered and had to nod in agreement.

Only the whirring sound was heard, and the screams came and went. In less than ten minutes, the ropeway stopped at the worse gate. I am really grateful to the person who invented the ropeway, because with this lovely thing, how much less will my calf suffer?

When we reached the south gate, it rained even harder. Tourists from all corners of the country have basically unified their costumes at this time. Uniform red, blue and yellow plastic raincoats and rain pants. Walking on the road, that guy's posture is quite spectacular. My little sister plays around all the way, taking pictures, people, trees, flowers and me from time to time. Soon, we climbed Zhurong Peak.

Zhurong Peak is shrouded in white fog, which is really a fairyland on earth. Because of the weather, I can't understand the artistic conception that other mountains are short under the sky .. It's all white, where can I see the mountains clearly? We have to shout a few times to spit out the bad luck in the world. Sacrifice bodhisattva, offer tribute, burn incense and make good wishes.

Then ride down the hill to meet everyone. When I returned to Changsha, I happened to catch a sumptuous dinner. 20 1 1 National Day Nanyue tour is over. May the Buddha bless us and everyone be lucky!

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