Walking
There is a square near my house. Although it is called Quicksand Square, it actually belongs to the middle school next to it. There are two basketball hoops on the south side of the square, and in the middle of the hoops is an open-air theater, surrounded by many big trees and beautifully trimmed flowers and trees. In the center of the square is a green grass and a wide track. This is the place where students do recess and sports activities.
The square is closed and open to the public from Monday to Saturday, and people often walk and run around the square and the track in the morning and evening, or rest on the chairs under the trees. Square regulations do not allow access to the grass, but some people still can not resist the temptation of the grass, always involuntarily go to the inside to play ball, take a walk, or groups of people sitting on the grass and chatting ......
Tonight, I came to the square with my mother and a walk. We are walking along the flower beds around it, cold a voice exploded overhead: "Inside the grass, immediately give me out! The kid in the middle playing with the ball! Come out now! I'll split the ball!" Wow! I'm not going to be able to do that!
It turned out to be the square gatekeeper again issued a warning! But those people do not care, continue to sit on the grass to rest, anxious gatekeeper with a flashlight from the house to the square in the middle of the rush, people then scattered. Originally, my mom and I were in a pleasant mood, we were annoyed by the horn noise. I thought: the grass needs to be protected from trampling and stepping on, and the gatekeeper's intentions were good, but he shouldn't have been so mean about it! Our small town can be active place is too little, people want to come to the grass after dinner to relax and relax there is nothing wrong, the gatekeeper how can not understand the mood of everyone?
Slowly, I got tired of walking, so I took a break and waited for my mom at the gate. There was a dog there at the gate, owned by the gatekeeper, it was often yanked by a chain, usually very docile, but today it somehow became vicious. I walked carelessly to the door not far from it, and when I was about to pass it, it suddenly jumped up and lunged straight at me. Ah! It was not tugged by the chain! I was so frightened that I ran hastily to one side, and the dog pursued me so hard that a cold sweat broke out on me. At that moment, the gatekeeper bellowed, and only then did the dog stop and back away.
I told my mom about it, and she said to me, "If you don't mess with it, it usually won't bite you!" Oh! But I didn't mess with it.
What a scary walk that was!
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2. Description of the walk essay 500 wordsI like to eat dinner and walk alone in the neighborhood, such a feeling makes me very comfortable, perhaps I feel, this should be called reflection! Because I sit downstairs on a small wooden bench every time, and then silently think about what I did today, whether it is right or wrong.
Where is the mistake. After thinking about it, slowly walk around the neighborhood to see if the flowers are growing well, when this flower will open, those grass need to be watered, which flowers are about to wither; which trees are going to germinate, which trees are going to grow new leaves, I will look in the eyes.
Although the back of the neighborhood is a piece of wasteland, but above the parked cars, sand is also quite a lot, there are times when I will write my ambition on it, but I understand that the mouth of the long, if there is no action, is also useless. Look at those gorgeous car, feel like it's time to work hard, just like the "father" in the words I mentioned: "If I do not work hard now, grow up nothing, even their own children can not be raised."
"In the future, when there is money, we must fulfill my father's wish and buy a new car for her him!" When walking to the center of the road, on both sides of the willow tree, there is a tree, I call it "peace tree (flash classroom resources network hTTp:WWw.FlASHkJ.neT)" for that the pit of the tree is full of letters, those letters are my blessings to the family, "I hope they will always be safe? Peace forever?" "May God enlighten me to learn on my own.
O(∩ seventh grade ∩)O~~." And so on and so forth.
There are times when a person speaks secrets alone to a tree and I think, "Will it blossom into a tree of secrets?" I naively believed that one day a blue letter would appear in my tree pit. One always walks in silence "Is this the way of life? Loneliness? Loneliness? Loneliness? Sadness? And finally, to be famous and known all over the world? I do not know."
But I believe that efforts, there will always be results, even if it is an iron tree, there will always be a time to bloom. Unconsciously, I feel that I have grown up a lot, suddenly understand everything in the world, perhaps this is called "epiphany"! I will come to walk every day, every time, I feel that I am growing up, walking, perhaps for me, is a great pleasure in life.
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3. Description of the Sunday walk essay 500 wordsWalking that is the beauty of the scenery, obsessed with the former destiny, the wind and rain scattered, floating where. Walking walk is a circle, there is no midpoint, put the beautiful things in the center of the circle, even if you do not want to meet, but also so beautiful. From night to dawn, from freezing to warm spring, from a second to a lifetime, endless, always walking always walking to the end of the road, more than the cycle. The significance of walking lies in the companionship of people, holding hands and enjoying the beauty of the roadside. The significance of the walk is also that the record of their own and rely on people walking through the good times and remember the good things to let themselves for walking through the good things and moving life.
Life is so-called live to the old, walk to the old, we can not go to a step? Walking silently through the classroom full of gunpowder flavor, walking silently through the days that people can not breathe, walking silently through their ideal hall. Time like a walk without stopping for a moment, youthful flower season is inevitably memorable, a past; looking back, such as a dream like poetry; walk, towards the strange scenery, to a warm embrace, to a warm family, to a classroom full of laughter, can we not go for a walk? After dinner, I saw a family of four on the side of the road, walking while full of laughter, it looks like this family of four how harmonious. Not long after, which the old man walking some tired, just then, the middle-aged man squatted down, let the old mother rest, on the back of his old mother to continue to walk. Another short while, the little boy also seems to walk tired, at this point, the little boy's mother to carry him up. For us to construct a harmonious walking picture.
Can we all go for a walk? Walking is the main content of free time. Walking as pure as blue, no greedy purpose; walking as flying butterflies and bees dance around the woods of life; walking as a spring, gently flowing through the heart; walking as a bird flying through the sky of the mind, active people's lives; walking as a beautiful music, blowing the horn of life; walking as a cleaner, quietly sweeping away the heart of the trouble; walking as a summer breeze, blowing away the heart of the cumulative cloud, people It makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they want it infinitely. Walking is a delicate flower, embellishing a wonderful life. Let life be filled with the joy of walking, dispersing the pain, strolling leisurely, gently roaming through the life of ...... everyone can go for a walk?
4. Walking essay 500 words, to have a description of the scenery and peopleThere is a square near my home.
Although it is called Quicksand Square, it actually belongs to the middle school next to it. There are two basketball hoops on the south side of the square, and in the middle of the basketball hoops is an open-air theater, and there are a lot of big trees and beautifully trimmed flowers and trees around the square.
The center of the square is a green grass and a wide track. This is where the students do their recess exercises and sports activities.
The square is closed and open to the public from Monday to Saturday. In the morning and evening, people often walk around the square and the track, run, or rest on the chairs under the trees. Square regulations do not allow access to the grass, but some people still can not resist the temptation of the grass, always involuntarily go to the inside to play ball, walk, or groups of people sitting on the grass to chat ...... This evening, my mother and I came to the square for a walk.
We are walking along the flower beds around it, cold a voice in the overhead blasted up: "Inside the grass, immediately give me out! The kid in the middle playing with the ball! Come out now! Believe it or not, I'll split the ball!" Wow! That's mean! It turned out to be the plaza gatekeeper issuing another warning! But those people do not care, continue to sit on the grass to rest, anxious gatekeeper with a flashlight from the house to the middle of the square, people then scattered. Originally, my mother and I were in a very pleasant mood, it was annoyed by this horn noise.
I think: the grass needs to be protected, can not be stepped on and stepped on, the gatekeeper's intention is good, but his attitude should not be so fierce! Our small town can be active place is too little, people want to come to the grass after dinner to relax and relax there is nothing wrong, the gatekeeper how can not understand the mood of everyone? Slowly, I got tired of walking, so I took a break and waited for my mom at the gate. There is a dog at the entrance, which is owned by the gatekeeper, and it is often dragged by the chain, usually very docile, but today it somehow became fierce.
I carelessly walked to the door not far from the door, when I was about to walk past it, it suddenly jumped up, straight to me. Ah! It wasn't yanked by the chain! I was so scared that I ran to the side, and the dog chased after me, and a cold sweat broke out on me.
At this point, the gatekeeper bellowed, and the dog stopped and backed away. I told my mom about it, and she said to me, "If you don't mess with it, it usually won't bite you!" Oh! But I didn't mess with it.
What a scary walk that was.
5. How to write a walk essay words more than 500The rain gradually stopped, watching a piece of leaves follow the wind away, caressing that inch of increasingly cold air. Unconsciously, even with the father with the wind went out ......
Autumn, it seems to be that summer frenzy after the cold period, is a day filled with flu, is the people think about the present and the past, the vicissitudes of the season of sadness. Bend down, gently pick up a fallen leaf, quietly listening, there is a small life in the breeding, it is it, singing a beautiful song; it is it, flowing with the endless blood; it is it, exudes a fresh incense ......
"It is so beautiful ah, although it has been in the fall, but Ren does not lose the beauty of the mood. " "Yes, everything has life, they are conceived, growing, inherited, endless ...... "Looking at the crisscrossing path, an old man and a small man silently praised. "Dad, go over and sit down." I pointed to the stone bench in the distance, "Yes!" "Well ...... it smells so good here, all kinds of floral scents intermingled really ......" Just walked into the stone bench, a floral scent came to my face, faint, but different.
"Huh, daughter you see!" Dad surprised to point behind the tree, "What is it ah!" I also curiously came up. "Che, what's there to see, it's not just some little kid carving a few lines!" Looking at the curved and twisted, childish font, I couldn't help but disparage a few words. "Look again clearly, who exactly is that 'little kid'!" Dad said with a slight warm anger, I couldn't help but be shocked, "What's the point of committing a crime, arguing with me over something so trivial!" While muttering, I surveyed the words behind the tree. "I can do it, come on! Huh, I'm familiar with the words ah, hmm, seems like I've seen it before." Looking at the font, he slowly got a bit thoughtful. "Remember it?" "Eh. Seems, seems like I wrote it." Embarrassed, he lowered his head. "Well, do you remember what you did in the first place?" Dad asked slowly.
"Uh, it seems like back then I didn't do well on a test, and you criticized me, and I was so upset, but didn't dare complain, so I ran away alone until you found me, and then I hurriedly carved these words and said that I'd do well next time! I had thought it was gone, but I didn't realize that now ...... "I slowly told everything," "Well, that's right, but that time it wasn't useless, at least from that day on, you grew up and understood, maybe it's all because of the belief that these few words gave you. You have to remember, nothing is impossible is, as long as you persist, exams are nothing, life is many exams, success or failure is not the key, as long as you try!" Dad said slowly. "Yes, insist, everyone can, dad, don't worry I will not let you down! Go for it!" I also secretly vowed that I would do even better than what I'm doing now! "Alright, let's go home!" "Uh-huh!" Walking, too, was an experience, at least it gave me something to gain! A small group of people slowly set off on their way home.
There is a touch of red in the sky, flooded with golden light, a wisp of afterglow reflected obliquely on the earth, immediately projected a circle of small red dots, slowly prolonged, towards the sky ......
6. I want to find essay on walking 500 wordsThis evening, it was cool outside, I walked with my father in the neighborhood. .
We walked slowly along a path. The path seemed especially bright today, and I looked up to see that there were many new streetlights in the neighborhood.
I thought: this is a lot safer for people to ride bicycles at night. The sky hangs a round of bright moon, she quietly laid a layer of silver shining blanket to the earth.
The moon is surrounded by a lot of twinkle twinkle little stars, they are listening attentively to the moon to tell stories. We walked up to a pomegranate tree, and when I took a closer look, it was covered with heavy pomegranates.
They were all the size of my fist, and some of them were already turning red! I really want to pick one down to taste, but only until the fall ripe to eat it. Without realizing it, we walked into the central landscape.
Suddenly my father said to me: "Hush! Look, there is a loach." I folded down a branch and handed it to my father, he put the branch gently into the water, trying to catch the loach, who knows it looks lazy, in fact, very flexible, the branch has not touched it, it ran away.
At this point, a security guard came to the scene. The light from the security guard's flashlight revealed that there was another lobster at his feet, and it was resting on a moss-covered rock in the water.
Dad and the security division of labor, he took over the flashlight to help the security guard lighting, the security guard gently walked over, swooping, but unfortunately only caught a handful of mud. We had to go home empty handed.
On the way, we found a good-sized spider that quickly burrowed into a rock crevice. Its entire body was the size of a ping-pong ball when its tentacles were open, and Dad said it was a poisonous spider.
I thought: it's not good to be bitten by it. So I hurriedly went around it and went home.
I found so many interesting things on my walk today.
7. Walking EssayWhen I got up early this morning, I saw the sun shining outside the window, and I couldn't bear to waste the good time.
So I immediately got up and went out. When I walked out of the door and breathed in the fresh air, it was as if I had entered nature myself.
There was no building in the way, no one in the way. Enjoy in this beautiful and fresh air.
In the meadow, the grass was stretching and the dewdrops were rolling on its body, crystal clear. I took the first step, the second step, the third step ...... light and light footsteps on the ground.
I was walking, scattering my bold side; I was walking, scattering my joyful mood; I was walking, scattering the wonderful things of nature. Unconsciously, I had walked a long way, and along the way, I passed many places.
And those places were beautiful big trees, tall and straight in my eyes. It was as if I was traveling in a bus, fast and agile, and all the sights swept through my mind.
Walking, can fill your temperament; walking, can delight your interest; walking, can melt your weak heart, make you strong. Walking, is a kind of how easy and pleasant movement ah! You just have to open your heart and mind to do it, you can enjoy the incomparable taste of happiness.
Walking is such a high-minded, windy and moonlike activity. Everyone can enjoy such fun, just they will not appreciate, do not know how to appreciate, as long as you are willing to experience, find, in fact, happy on your side.
Walking is another elegant sentiment. When you are unhappy, walking makes you happy and refreshed.
It stabilizes your emotions and makes you confident. When you encounter difficulties and setbacks, take a walk and all difficulties are left behind.
Walking at different times and in different seasons, you feel another kind of happiness. Spring walks, as if the heart of the flowers bloom, open your heart, look at the eyes to appreciate the colorful world.
Summer walks, the hot sun, drive away the freezing of your mind. Autumn walks, autumn high, in the farmland, enjoy the beautiful scenery, the falling leaves, your distress also drifted down all over the place.
Winter walk, in the white world, leaving your footprints, but also left your back. Let's take a walk together and experience the joy from it.
8. imitation Mo Huaiqi wrote "Walk" about 500 wordsMy family has a habit of going for a walk together on Friday nights, talking about the heart and so on.
After a week of intense study life, it is very wise to go out for a walk, which makes me feel relaxed all over, and don't have to think about anything, but the time of the walk is like sand, the more you go to hold tightly, the faster it flows, and in a short while this time will be fleeting. Quietly, quietly, leaving only a trace of sadness in the heart.
I can't help but sigh in my heart: time flies. Now go out for a walk, laughter but mixed with seriousness and sadness.
A serious question lies ahead, that is, my future. But the sadness is only because time flies and my parents are getting older.
I can no longer ride on my father's shoulders, and I can no longer return to that carefree childhood. When I was a kid, the happy family of three went out for a walk after dinner, and it was so enjoyable! My father and mother each took me by the little hand, in the reflection of the street lamps, the more obvious happiness.
Suddenly there is a small fork in the road, a small road, a big road. I wanted to take the small road, the small road can go through the park; but my mother wanted to take the big road, she felt that the small road is not safe.
And the burden of choice fell on my father's head, after a short period of reflection. Eventually chose the path, but said to me, "To keep you from running around blindly, ride on my shoulders."
Said pulling my hand, one hand lifted me onto the shoulder. Father's head is not very tall, but the body is very strong, the shoulder is no exception, riding on it is very secure.
I was like a captain of the ship, holding a tree branch pointing forward, my father also pointed in the direction of the direction I went, very powerful. My father was very careful with each step, as if he was carrying the whole world on his back.
I grabbed his big ears with both hands and walked with a smile. Slowly, I grew up.
Now, I still keep the habit, and still walk with them every Friday. Now we once again came to the then small fork in the road.
My father asked, "Do you take the path?" I could see obedience in his eyes and I turned my head to look at my mother. Mother did not speak but looked at me.
This time it was my turn to choose, I thought for a moment, thought for a while. With my index finger, I pointed to the avenue, "Go through here! It's flat here."
With that, I took their hands and walked toward the distance. At this time I felt, this hold in the hands of the real sense is so strong, the father felt the weight, heavy.
At that moment, it was as if I was holding the whole world in my hands.
9. write embankment walk essay 500Essay: embankment walk after dusk
I walk with my mother I like to walk after twilight, shoulder to shoulder with my mother, along the former River North Road, the park along the Nantang River. We walk and talk, from parents to the world's strange news. The concept of life, values, everything.
Walking is something that started only in the last year or so. Before that, we didn't walk. The reason I started walking is because I've gotten "fat".
I don't know when I started, but my belly is slowly bulging, my body is gradually rounded, and my bones are gradually disappearing. Look at me get fat, mom is very worried, afraid that my young age on the "three high". So she every day in my ear drumming: "eat less, more exercise". Then later simply forced me to go for a walk, but also said what "walk after meals, live to 99."
Looking at the scale on the daily right turn of the needle, I also have to admit that I am really "overweight". In order to the flowers of the motherland can grow up healthily, I finally listened to my mother's advice, began to "neck twisting, *** twisting, do exercise." In fact, it is not difficult to walk, mainly because I used to be too lazy, not willing to open their own two legs. Now I can't do it anymore. Good thing my mom is also physically active and accompanies me every day. So after dinner, people would see us strolling down the boulevard. More than an hour, less than 20 minutes or so.
Walking more, we would walk and chat while enjoying the scenery. Spring flowers bloomed, lotus red ...... rising tide, the river is almost overflowing the embankment; style city that side of the bush there is a picture of five oxen inlaid in marble, exquisite ......
Spring and summer, we measured the earth under our feet. Walking became our habit. And I burned up body fat and sprinkled songs and laughter along the way in a whispered conversation with my mom.