A 600-word composition on travel notes for the second grade of junior high school (10 articles)

1. A 600-word travel composition for the second grade of junior high school

I went to Huangyao Ancient Town in Guangxi with my mother with great anticipation.

Huangyao Ancient Town is a paradise full of Lingnan style. Entering the town, there is a stream running through the town. There are some convex and concave stones on the water, forming a unique bridge. This is Huangyao's famous jumping bridge. When crossing the bridge, at a glance, the water in the river is light green, and the bamboos on the riverside are green, forming a beautiful landscape painting. Nature has painted it so that people are fascinated, like a gorgeous little poem. It lingers in my heart and I still can’t forget it.

In Huangyao, bridges are common. But there is a bridge that is the only way to enter the ancient town. Walking to the ancient town through a small crescent-shaped bridge next to the big banyan tree, you will see a unique pavilion standing beside the bridge. When you step into the streets of the ancient town, you can only use one word to describe it: "antique". There are ancient houses built on both sides of the gray stone path. The path seems narrow, but it has ulterior motives. I heard from my mother that there used to be frequent wars here, and this kind of house construction layout is very conducive to "street fighting." As we walked deeper and deeper, we saw advertisements and posters from the Republic of China on the houses beside us. Of course, this must be a forgery, because we can tell from the ink stains and color on the paper.

The long stone street has a strong aroma of black bean. Huangyao is a famous town rich in black beans. Huangyao Tempeh is distributed in multiple locations across the country, and its sales are on the rise. Sometimes from a side angle, the beautiful scenery of the town really looks a bit like the mountains of Guilin! Walking down the river, you can see some middle-aged women washing clean clothes leisurely. There are also small wooden boats moored in the river, giving it a bit of the charm of a Jiangnan water town.

It was late in the evening and the sun had already set. Looking at the classic picture of small bridges and flowing water, my mother and I reluctantly left Huangyao Ancient Town, one of the "50 most worthy places for foreigners to visit in China".

2. A 600-word essay on travel notes for the second grade of junior high school

I recall the tall osmanthus tree that played with me in front of the wide gate when I was a child, and the tall osmanthus tree that played with me beside the winding path. The smooth and rustic stone walls of my childhood, the slow-flowing, crystal-clear creek among the lush green grass. Everything here is unforgettable.

I still remember my hometown at that time. The environment was very beautiful. The slender green thatch danced in the wind on the land; the thick vines climbed up the thick tree trunks, greedily absorbing the sunlight at the top of the tree. , became stronger and stronger, and slowly bent down, turning into a natural "water curtain hole"; the thin little tree unfolded its petite green leaves, and gradually grew under the nourishment of the sun... …Just the beautiful scenery in the back mountains added a lot of fun to my childhood.

Walking in this quiet mountain forest, you will inevitably encounter small animals. If you are lucky, you may see little cicadas lying on the trunks singing, enjoying the sweet and delicious sap while enjoying the gentle sunbathing; the beautiful seven-spotted ladybugs are preying on the grass leaves that harm the plants. aphid. However, if you are not lucky enough, you can sometimes see a venomous snake with a fierce look lifting its front part and staring at you while you dig through the grass. It will make you get goosebumps and turn around and run away; Sometimes you will encounter poisonous spiders, they are very vicious! If you are bitten by one, it will not only be painful, but the bitten area will sometimes become swollen and black, and you may even faint.

In the bamboo forest in the back mountain, the most interesting thing is the bamboo blooming. Some people in our area say that bamboo hardly blooms in its lifetime, so few people see what bamboo flowers look like. For this reason, I would run into the bamboo forest and spin around for more than ten times. After a long time, I actually met it once. The lavender flowers were sandwiched with a bit of pure white, hanging on the bamboo joints, adding a bit of gentleness to the straight and upright bamboo, which made people look at it. A new look.

I spent a wonderful time here as a child, and I still remember it vividly and fondly of it to this day.

3. A 600-word essay on travel notes for the second grade of junior high school

After a long wait, I finally arrived in Beijing. Traveling with me was my good friend Huang Hai and his father. Beijing, a place full of ancient atmosphere, is also a symbol of modernization.

At four o'clock in the morning, the three of us got up and prepared to watch the national flag raising. The sky outside was still so gray, and the air was filled with a cold breath, which made me feel a little bit scared. Although it was very early, there were still many people, probably to watch the flag raising. It was still early when we arrived at the square, and my eyelids were fighting fatigue. After waiting for a long time, it finally arrived at 5:20 - the time to raise the national flag. A neat team came towards us, their steps were so neat, their voices were so loud, and their bodies were so upright! I couldn't help but be moved after seeing it. When the national flag was raised, my heart was filled with pride. The flag was raised to the top and the flag-raising ceremony was over, but my mood had not completely calmed down. The sun went to work and we went back, but I was still recalling the solemn scene just now.

When I came to Beijing for the first time, I had to go to the Forbidden City, the Temple of Heaven and the Great Wall, majestic ancient palaces. Following the tour guide’s explanation, I seemed to have walked into hundreds of years ago and saw The scene where the emperor lived and handled state affairs.

"You are not a hero unless you visit the Great Wall." I have never been a "hero" before, but today I finally am! Arrive at Mutianyu and take the cable car straight to the Great Wall. ah! I was stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of me! White mist enveloped the mountains, a pair of eagles circled in the sky, and the Great Wall appeared and disappeared in the mist, as if it was playing hide and seek with us. By the time I climbed to the top of the mountain, I was already panting from exhaustion. I thought to myself: The ancient people were so powerful. They built the Great Wall on such a steep hillside. It was really great! But I still don’t know if ancient people were afraid of heights?

After three days of leaving early and returning late, I visited almost all the classic ancient buildings in Beijing and learned a lot. I also made a special trip to visit Tsinghua University and Peking University. I hope I have the opportunity to come here in the future. study. This trip to Beijing was very short and I was a little reluctant to leave it, but I believe I will come again. Beijing, wait for me!

4. A 600-word composition on travel notes for the second grade of junior high school

In the spring of March, Miss Chun has quietly come to the world with light and healthy steps. The ice and snow melt, spring returns to the earth, and the water and sky are blue. The high sun shines brightly and warms people's hearts. A soft spring breeze blows in the face, mixed with the fragrance of earth and the bright flowers. I embarked on a journey to Panshan with my mother and relatives.

On the road, there are rows of trees, some of which have just sprouted buds; some have grown branches; some are already full of green, giving people a brand new feeling. At the foot of the trees are patches of green grass, all spreading their blades and dancing gracefully!

The nearly three hours of journey passed by unknowingly. We parked the car in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain and started our climb up Panshan Mountain.

After entering Panshan, my eyes were first attracted by several large red characters at the door, which read: Panshan Tourist Scenic Area, a place visited by Emperor Qianlong 32 times. Feelings should be expressed.

After continuing to move forward, steps paved with one-meter-long stones appeared at our feet. Looking at the endless steps, I couldn’t help but sigh: "Ah, it’s so high and so good." "Wow!"

I took the lead and ran up quickly. After about ten minutes, I turned around and looked back. My mother had disappeared. In order not to let her fall behind, I walked away. Stop. The uncle who caught up from behind said: "Let's go first. The dozen or so people behind have been divided into two groups. One group is about to catch up, and the other group is behind the group!"

Don't look at the mountain. It's not that high, but it's not easy to climb the main peak, because you have to climb over five peaks of different heights, and there are no roads on the way, just boulders half a man's height. We had to encourage each other and encourage each other. Help. If you are tired, take a rest. If you are thirsty, drink some water. After nearly four hours of hard climbing, we finally reached the top of the mountain and rang the safety bell.

After this journey through the mountains, I finally understood: As long as you don’t give up, you will eventually succeed!

5. A 600-word travelogue composition for the second grade of junior high school

What kind of place is that? It is a beautiful scenery praised by the ancients; it is a fairyland that everyone yearns for; it is a place I long to reach. I don’t know when, maybe it was a poem I saw in a book or a glimpse in a travel magazine, I had a small wish - to visit the West Lake.

At night I arrived at the destination of this journey - Hangzhou. After checking into the hotel, I tossed and turned in bed, eager for the next day. The early morning sun shines on my face, and the sound of "ding bells" wakes me up. After a few struggles I got up and got out of bed to face a beautiful day. The crystal clear little chaos is very cute in the porcelain white bowl. No additional condiments are needed, the fragrant little Chaos is enough to satisfy my appetite.

Let’s go! Visit the West Lake. Sitting on the boat we started sailing. When I first got on the boat, even the occasional lotus leaf or one or two water birds on the lake made me excited for a long time. I couldn't bear to see the ripples on the lake that looked like a piece of jade being stirred up by us. Gradually when all the enthusiasm dissipated, I became a little tired and looked at the endless lake and the surrounding green mountains. I wonder if people in the past were like me, quietly looking at the West Lake on the boat.

Why not sit quietly and watch the West Lake for a long time, to appreciate its myriad gestures? To smell her fragrance; to observe her talents; to understand her thoughts. If so, can I also appreciate the word "worm" and appreciate her boundless beauty.

Looking at the crowds of people on the lakeshore, everyone seemed to be moving involuntarily with the crowd, but they seemed to be visiting quickly just to check in. The broken bridge almost became a human bridge. Maybe it’s because I have no connection with the West Lake and can no longer appreciate the splendor of the broken bridge with remaining snow.

When I returned to the shore, an indescribable emotion spread in my heart, and I felt astringent in my heart. How happy would it be if I could sit by the lake forever until she and I are tired of each other and then leave?

Living in a fast-paced world, we always seem to be chasing speed. We need to answer questions quickly and travel quickly. If I want to know something, I can open Baidu on my phone and know it immediately. In the past, there was a brand name for laundry called Huanxisha, so why is there no brand name for washing machines now? It is undeniable that the fast-paced life does bring us a lot of convenience, but apart from the convenience, we also lose many opportunities to experience life. So if you have time, remember to slow down and experience your life with your heart.

6. A 600-word essay on travel notes for the second grade of junior high school

In the golden autumn season, the fruits are abundant and the chrysanthemums suddenly bloom, making people intoxicated by the beautiful autumn scenery; the sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the cool breeze blows. Refreshing. On such a beautiful day, the school arranged an autumn outing, and the students were so happy that they cheered.

Early in the morning, we set out. The students were walking in a long queue on the road. They were particularly eye-catching among the noisy crowd. People all looked at us strangely. The team flags of each class were raised high. The students talked and laughed along the way. Although their legs were a little numb, the students still enjoyed it.

After walking around the winding mountain road for about an hour and a half, we came to a "Y"-shaped mountain pass. Looking down, we had a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of the entire county. After crossing the mountain pass, we arrived at our destination - Dayanwan Leisure Villa. What came into view were the pavilion-style buildings and the flowers, plants and trees everywhere, just like entering a fairyland on earth.

It was already close to noon, and everyone was hungry, so they took out the snacks they had prepared and shared them together, talking and playing happily. Some students were lying leisurely on the hammocks, and some were We were playing hide-and-seek, and there were classmates who had gone to the back mountain to enjoy the scenery.

It's our turn to have lunch.

As soon as the dishes were served, the students rushed over to grab them. One classmate grabbed it and was about to put it in his mouth. Another classmate snatched it back with chopsticks, stuck out his tongue, made a face, and then slowly Tundi put the stolen "trophy" into his mouth. The students who didn't get it had to wait dejectedly for the next dish to arrive. In this way, every dish was eaten by us greedy cats. By the time the last dish was served, the table was already empty, and the students attacked again like the last dish...

Look , classmates, look at me, I look at you, touching my round belly, burping: "My belly is almost bursting!" "Hahaha!" With these conversations and laughter, we left the villa, Looking forward to coming here again on my next autumn trip.

7. A 600-word essay on travel notes for the second grade of junior high school

During this summer vacation, I read "Journey to the West" again. The reason why I read it again is because the story of this book is fascinating and the characters are very vivid, especially the four protagonists.

Tang Sanzang was very kind. How kind could he be? Even if there is a monster that wants his life, he does not agree to kill the monster and claims that "God has the virtue of good life". Isn't this funny? But there is something about him that we all admire, that is, he has clear goals and perseverance in doing things. He clearly knows that the road to the west is difficult and his life is in danger at any time, but he still continues to move forward without any intention of shrinking. This kind of courage of "knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, but preferring to go to the tiger mountains" is worth learning.

Sun Wukong is loyal and responsible to his master. Even when his master punishes him indiscriminately, he will endure the pain and tell Bajie and Sha Seng to take good care of his master. If Sun Wukong had not been brave and resourceful and charged forward on the way to learn the scriptures, this thrilling journey to learn the scriptures would probably not have happened. No one is perfect, and Sun Wukong also has very obvious shortcomings: he has a bad temper and likes to raise his tail. But he is still my favorite protagonist.

Zhu Bajie is eloquent and smart, but he is lazy and always feels that he does more and gets less. The sight of him dividing his luggage and returning to Gao Laozhuang every time he encounters danger makes people laugh.

Sha Seng has always been unknown, hardworking and loyal to his master. But Sha Seng only obeyed the instructions of his senior brother, second senior brother, and master. He was a hardworking old scalper who never complained.

After reading "Journey to the West", I thought of studying. Studying is like trying to obtain the true scriptures. In school, there are all kinds of people, some are like Zhu Bajie, lazy and careless in everything they do; some are like Sha Seng, sincere, honest and down-to-earth; some are like Sun Wukong, lively and resourceful; some are like Tang Monk, Be kind-hearted and never get discouraged. If we can all be like Tang Monk, Sun Wukong, and Sand Monk in learning, with persistence in learning, and with the spirit of fearlessness and perseverance like them, we will definitely achieve success.

8. A 600-word essay on travel notes for the second grade of junior high school

My hometown is Shangyu, where the scenery is charming and it is a beautiful place. Don’t believe it? I’ll take you to see it!

When the warm spring breeze blows all over the earth, spring comes to my hometown. The first thing to wake up is the green grass; the birds also wake up, singing cheerful songs and jumping around on the branches; the creek is not willing to be lonely, singing songs all the way to the sea. Immediately afterwards, peach blossoms, apricot blossoms, winter jasmine... all rushed to bloom. Looking from a distance, the red ones are like fire, the white ones are like snow, and the pink ones are like clouds. It's so refreshing.

When the sun shines brightly on the earth, summer comes to my hometown. Under the scorching sun, adults hide in air-conditioned rooms and dare not go out. The flowers all drooped their heads and curled up, and the puppies stuck out their tongues and hid in the shade of the trees. Only the cicada tirelessly shouted: "It's so hot! It's so hot!" Only the little fish were happily in the river. Swim around. Before their parents woke up from their nap, the children took off their clothes one by one and jumped into the river to swim and play. There are also some children hiding under the shade of the trees to catch insects! Everyone has forgotten to go home!

When the geese fly south and the yellow leaves are flying, autumn has come to my hometown. The fields in autumn are full of fruits.

In the rice fields, the golden rice bent down. The farmer uncle followed the harvester enthusiastically and filled bags after bags of millet. In the orchard, uncles and aunts are busy putting fresh oranges, chestnuts, grapes... into exquisite boxes and sending baskets to all parts of the country.

When the north wind howls and the snowflakes dance, winter comes to my hometown. After the heavy snowfall, the ground seemed to be covered with a blanket of snow. My friends and I had so much fun building snowmen and having snowball fights on the snow!

My hometown has charming scenery all year round. I love my hometown!

9. A 600-word composition on travel notes for the second grade of junior high school

"The wind blows through the green grass, and Moni Mountain stands in front of me." When I first heard this grassland-flavored song, I felt longing for it. I imagined what the scene would look like with that body that reached into the clouds, supporting the grassland. Finally—this year during the holidays, the family got a chance to take a drive. Along the way, the scenery was a bit monotonous and desolate, which made my eyes hurt. The guide pointed to the horizon ahead: "That's Moni Mountain." I opened my eyes wide and looked at the mountain at the junction of heaven and earth. It was brown with some green. “Many people come here because of its reputation, but leave disappointed,” the guide added. disappointment? I was a little surprised.

Sure enough, as he said, when the car stopped at the foot of the mountain, I was indeed disappointed. The beauty in my imagination seemed to be inconsistent with the cold and majestic scenery in front of me. "Since we are here, we should go to the top of the mountain and have a look." My father greeted me, "Let's go! Maybe the scenery on the top of the mountain is different." With some hesitation, I still followed my father's pace. Along the way, there were occasionally a few monotonous calls of birds, and occasionally a few cold rocks. The guide was in front, we were behind, and we were silent all the way. "We're here!" My father shouted, waking me up.

The wind on the top of the mountain was a little cool, so I wrapped myself in my coat and looked up. Suddenly, I was shocked! I never expected that the field of vision could be so wide and far-reaching! The vast plateau stretches endlessly to the intersection of heaven and earth, like a poem, sung in the Mongolian plateau, which seems to have an end but also seems to have no end. It is also like a drum, knocking into my heart, which seems silent but seems to have a sound. Looking back, a wide river is in front of my eyes! "That's the Yellow River." The guide said calmly. But I can't calm down anymore: Yellow River? Yellow River! I never thought that at the foot of Moni Mountain is the Yellow River! This river carrying Chinese civilization is right at my feet, so close yet so far. The guide also told the story of the Moni Mountain area, which was once the battlefield of Zhao State, and where the Great Wall of Zhao State still remains... I listened carefully, and as I listened, my thoughts were churning, and my heart was racing.

I was immersed in this magnificence, and I was also immersed in the beautiful stories of Moni Mountain. For a long time, for a long time, I could not calm down. The moment I went down the mountain, I suddenly had some different insights: I originally came following the beauty, but I almost ended up disappointed in the middle, but in the end, the beauty came back inadvertently. How many things in the world are like this? Yes, insist on beauty and have beauty in your heart, and beauty will definitely appear!

10. A 600-word essay on travel notes for the second grade of junior high school

It’s another May Day, and another lively Confucius Temple. In the evening, my mother took me to visit the Confucius Temple.

As soon as we entered the Confucius Temple Scenic Area, my mother and I squeezed into the crowd at Wende Bridge. There are so many people on the bridge! You are next to me, I am next to you, everyone is talking and laughing, looking at the light scene of the Qinhuai River, the whole thing is like a human bridge.

After crossing the bridge, I saw colorful lanterns dotted with colorful lanterns, and the characters of Dacheng Hall were dazzling. Large pieces of stars hanging in front of the store are twinkling and shining, like a pair of small eyes curiously looking at the passers-by. Hundreds of floodlights illuminated Confucius Temple Square like daylight.

The Dacheng Hall was glowing with purple and red light, and I walked in out of curiosity. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a bronze statue of Confucius placed in the center. I saw him placing his hands in front of him, his left hand resting on his right hand, staring ahead with a solemn expression. On both sides, there are many stories. For example, heavy rains control floods, and the floods are turbulent. At this time, Dayu took the village elders to control the floods.

They moved quickly to build walls, and finally the water calmed down.

Going further inside, surrounded by two verandahs, these are the seventy-two sage tablets of Confucius. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones there were all put away. In the museum, I saw a huge portrait of Confucius. I saw him holding the book in his right hand, making a fist with his left hand and putting it down, as if he was thinking about something while reading.

Although there are many sages in Dacheng Hall, there were even more sages in Jiangnan Gongyuan. As soon as you enter the door, you can see the characters "Jiangnan Gongyuan", the ancient Chinese imperial examination room, and two burly generals standing on both sides of the door. Carefully hold them carefully, all of them have bright eyes and serious expressions. On them, there are eight characters written on them: seeking talents for the country, and selecting scholars based on the scriptures.

Seeing this, I feel happy for the Ming Dynasty's desire to recruit talents. Here I saw tables arranged neatly, with the examiner's seat at the top. He widened his eyes and looked around, for fear that someone would cheat. The examination room was silent, except for the sound of the brush swishing away.

The Confucius Temple has won the favor of Chinese and foreign tourists for its antique charm.