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.
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 mom and I were in a very pleasant mood, it was annoyed by the 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.
2. Write an essay in the style of "A Walk",400 or more
A New Home
At last, we've finished moving. I'd like to take a walk while my family is resting, and I'm curious to do so. The first thing you need to do is get out of the house and get out of the neighborhood.
The street is very unfamiliar, and the trees seem to have been planted not long ago. The branches are not prosperous leaves are not lush. Roots also stained with the ground with a very different color of soil. This is the first time I've ever seen a man with a gun in his hand.
The people on the street are very strange, not in the ordinary sense of the word strange, but a kind of dress with, texture are different, and even temperament and look different from the usual kind of strange. The first thing I realized was that the city was developing rapidly, and there was a huge influx of people from the countryside into the city, and I had entered an area where the city people and the countryside were merging. I had entered an era where a new era and an old era met. This is a new era. A time of great integration of people and classes. A familiar and unfamiliar era.
The long-lost bare-shouldered daffodil flashed across the crosswalk, leisurely and unhurriedly, as if in the ridge of his hometown. Do not avoid pedestrians to put urine aunt eyes straight ahead of the unknown place. Children holding a small wooden stick, shouting around the legs of adults, playing. There is no endless stream of vehicles, as if it is very quiet, wantonly life noisy crowd, but also seems to be so noisy.
No longer have the mood to walk. Possessed entirely of people *** bomb tinnitus and palpitations.
Go back. Now there is no place where the heart can completely let go of the open space of the walk?
Bracket did not read the walk can not be imitated, make up a piece of nonsense, chat to put together brackets finish.
3. to "walk" as the title to write a composition, 500 words copy of do not comeWalking
There is a square near my home. Although it is called Quicksand Square, it actually belongs to the middle school next to it. The south side of the square is equipped with two basketball hoops, basketball hoops in the middle of an open-air theater, the square is surrounded by a lot of large trees and trimmed very beautiful 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 is not wrong, the gatekeeper how can not understand the mood of the people?
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 door, which is owned by the gatekeeper, it is often dragged by the chain, usually very gentle, but today somehow became fierce. 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, the dog pursued me, and 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.
It was an amazing walk!
4. How to Write an Essay on the Topic of Walking
It's been a long time since I went for a walk with my mother; I was confined to a room, imprisoned in the prison of knowledge. I looked out of the window in fascination, although it is winter, but the window is as light and sprightly as spring, I was determined to go outside for a walk to relax, and more importantly, to get a warm ...... The sun is warm and soft, the sky is blue and pure, countless green leaves clattering and shaking in the air fluttering like countless transparent little palms, that The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services. That is the extension of life, isn't it? The river flowed softly and brightly, and the grass on the bank was even greener and the flowers even redder, as if they were also celebrating the arrival of my mother and me. Faced with everything around me, I suddenly felt the meaning of my life and appreciated the gift of life. My mother and I walked across the field arm in arm, and I felt how familiar this gesture was! When I was young, my mother held me like this. I can't help but feel that there is a most precious thing in the depths of my heart that is a mother's love. Mother in my sick with alcohol cotton rubbed forehead moment; mother for me to repeat the dull monotonous monotonous can not be monotonous, simple can not be simple action; mother for me to explain the English problem in detail when ...... how many days and nights, how many minutes and seconds! My mother has really paid too much for me! My heart can not help but rise up a wave of inexplicable sadness, I saw carved in the mother's forehead fine crow's feet, I saw the mother's head sparse white hair, I took my mother's slightly old hand, thought of my mother how many hair for me and white! There are a few wrinkles for me! I held my mother's hot hand, the heart rose up a warm feeling, hope that time is fixed in this wonderful moment. But time is going to pass after all, I walked with my mother for more than half an hour, and then turned toward the path home ...... I was confused and shouted "Don't go, stay a little longer!" I looked up sharply, I was still imprisoned in the sea of questions ...... It was already more than 5 o'clock in the morning, my mother had already gotten up, I said to my mother, "Let's go for a walk!" I have opened the shackles of the mind, holding my mother's hand step by step out of the door, towards ......
5. to walk as the topic of the essay 500 words, to be handed in this afternoonUsually because of my mother's busy work, I also have a heavy school in the body, and each other have no time to spare time to go for a walk, and our conversations are confined to the usual everyday trivia, naturally, the distance between the heart of the distance. Sometimes I would suggest to my mother to go for a walk, but I was too tired and wanted to rest or there were still a lot of chores at home that I didn't finish, so I politely refused. Today, when we ate dinner was about to be busy with their own time, the mother suddenly proposed to me to go to Tang Lei canal walking idea, I was a little surprised, but still quickly agreed.
It was the beginning of the fall season and the weather was slightly cold. I walked side by side with my mother in the street, sniffing the pungent flavor of the air, looking at the street traffic scene, I can not help but show a bitter smile, the city's bustle and hustle seems to leak a certain emptiness, like perfume smells too much, will be very pungent, right. Then my mother and I slowly walked to the closer to home Tang Lei canal.
The night of the Tang Lei canal sleeping in a dream, like a mysterious lady is waiting for us to come, long street lamps, long road, everywhere like we show her mystery. Occasionally, the middle-aged and elderly people who walk fast for fitness hurriedly pass by, and there are also the small couples whispering in the grove. My mother also wanted to walk as fast as those fast walkers. I stopped her, I said to her; "Mom, we do not often come out for a walk, there is no need to go to the gym like them, once or twice does not work." Mom laughed and said, "Yes, life is too busy, which have time to go for a walk every day, not to mention fitness, but also quite envious of those who have retired from work." I also smiled and said, "You smell the Tang Lei canal trees to block those nasty exhaust it, the air here is much cleaner." "Yes, it's much better." Mother said while naughty running forward a few steps jumped up to try to reach the leaves in front of the tree, a moment and then counted the grid to jump forward a little bit of behavior to scare me.
I rarely see such a lively mother, usually she is very serious. I may have paid too little attention to my parents' behavior. They are under so much pressure and rarely have a moment to decompress. Thinking of this I said to my mom, "Mom, let's race to see who gets to the bridge first." Before my mom could respond, I ran out of the room. She took a moment to catch up with me. I first to the bridge, mom panting after catching up and laughed and said "you this girl is too bad, want to exhaust mom is not." "Which has ah, this is not to let you reduce pressure it, but mom you still style not reduce when chasing me to play homework skills ah." "Stinky girl nonsense, when I was a child ah can run more than this." "Oh, then you to tell me." In the night beautiful and peaceful Tang Lei canal next to my mother and I carefully told the story of the heart.
Autumn winds, the road home we face the dim street lamp slowly walking, the leaves were sent to the autumn wind on the shoulders of the mother and was sent away. I can't help but feel a sense of pity in my heart, my beautiful mother and I can accompany you around how long it will one day I will leave you to open their own world. Maybe I can't think too far ahead there are such beautiful moments now is enough. Although I can not do away with the hustle and bustle of the city, but can seek a peace of mind is also very good. The world is so busy with its own life that it has no time to realize what the most important things in life are. So we miss a lot, lost a lot of good. But still longing for "wishing for a long time, thousands of miles **** Canyuanjuan" of good wishes.
I wish people had more of a life of precipitation, less of a life of impatience. The most important thing to remember is that you have to be able to get to know the people you are talking to.
! My father and I ate dinner and went for a walk in the street.
The wind was blowing, blowing the branches of the trees "snap", "fluttering", startled a group of birds. The traffic light flashes endlessly, giving people a warm reminder. On the street, the sound of yelling, but pedestrians are very sparse. The street lights are on early, but the pedestrians are very late.
The afterglow of the setting sun was eventually swallowed up by the darkness. At that moment, the cool wind came. It brought coolness, but also brought the demon of environmental pollution - the garbage bag. I could clearly see the garbage bags laughing in the wind, as if laughing at our stupidity and ignorance.
The wind continued to blow, and the dust blinded me. I rubbed my eyes and asked my dad, "Dad, where is so much garbage here." "Oh," said my father, looking around, "it's the pedestrians who throw it away." "Hoo--" The wind was still blowing, a little more furiously than before.
"Uh-huh," I agreed, but then thought, "I don't seem to see any cleaners these days. So I asked my dad again, "Do the cleaners come to clean a lot these days?" "No, somehow I haven't seen a cleaner these days." Dad said, also confused. "Oh, so that's it, this street, it's because of the unconsciousness of the pedestrians and the lack of cleaners that it's so dirty." I mumbled. "Hoo-" the wind blew harder, blowing people dizzy, we had to go home.
Yes, it's the pedestrians who litter, those garbage bags blowing in the wind, that directly contribute to the street's filth. And the cleaners - our street guards - are to blame. It is their work of irresponsible and only seek to work in a haphazard mentality, so that the street garbage can not be dealt with in a timely manner, and everywhere to annoy people.
A walk, an encounter, a question, an answer, friends, more to observe what happens around you, although you may not be able to stop those bad things, but you will benefit. People in adversity, without superhuman perseverance and self-confidence, it is difficult to get out of the self-enclosed circle, often in the past will become a loner, away from friendship, affection and love, and will even lose themselves. But life is so unpredictable, when the adversity of people, feel no confidence in survival, to choose to die, life will also give a ray of hope, so that he climbed to the edge of happiness, breathe the breath of happiness. Don't look at the time is short, but this is life gives us the opportunity, if we can seize the moment of opportunity, may be able to achieve our life's glory. Unfortunately, the reality is that people are often easy to ignore this opportunity, just when you hover and hesitate, the opportunity is like a meteor in the sky, as in a split second disappeared, leaving only a regretful sky, let you cry, let you repent. Opportunity always favors those who are prepared. Even if we are still in adversity, we should not give up hope for the future. We must always wipe away the tears from the corners of our eyes and be ready to fight again. Life is a battle, in which we must not only play the role of commander, but also a good combatant. In maintaining a high *** at the same time, we need to formulate a realistic combat plan, in the full analysis of the enemy, we need to recognize their own advantages, through a reasonable layout, the inherent advantages into a magic weapon to defeat the enemy. Life in front of us is always a profound philosopher. What he says and does at any time, we have to think carefully and use our wisdom to accomplish. Life is not an easy horse to tame. If you are a good Bole, it can carry you to get the true experience of life; otherwise in front of the stallion, you can only ever be a foot soldier, can not experience the heroism of the stallion galloping the sands. Fly mood, do a happy person. This is the life we all look forward to. Those who are hovering on the edge of happiness, I hope to give themselves a little courage, with a true heart to move themselves, with enthusiasm to incite life, we can cross the threshold of happiness, enjoy the sunshine and rain of life.
8. to walk as the theme, write a diary, highlighting the strong affection, 500Spring rain, fluttering down an endless, vast wilderness a dense, shrouded in the brick houses under the curls of smoke suddenly left and right, floating, spiraling up, in a while, it will be with the spring rain into one.
Standing alone on the roof above the small sparrow, chirping and screaming, wounded thighs a few drops of blood along a feather that will come off and down, the small lips licked the old scars on the new wounds, and then added just laid a few blood with the soft egg. But I favor the season of rain, wandering in the rain that can not be grasped.
When the rain falls from the sky, open the umbrella, although it has been carefully avoided, but there is still rain drifting into the small red umbrella, wet clothes. At that time, I was always walking along the field path without fear, but the rain fell more without fear, tick tock, invisible, incited my heart a kind of hopeless bleakness and sadness.
Walking in the rain, always thought to look for a warmth in the rain "tick tock", but also always in the rain fell in that moment, all the past days of winding thoughts, but also in that moment without a trace, only turned into a light sadness, or a trace of shallow depression. The first time I saw this, it was a very good thing that I was able to get a good deal on it.
I hope to return to me, is the most calm state of mind. Because I can't help but understand that the heaviest disasters in life, after all, you have to bear them yourself, and you can't just ignorantly go to worry, go to melancholy.
Even if the daily long sigh, is not helpful. Thus, the rain has become so magical again, as if the extreme warmth, watering a tired heart.
Because I once tasted a little bitter, or sour, but I remind myself that I must remember that so many things can not be grasped, including the slightest sourness and bitterness, let it be like the rain on the edge of the umbrella, in the oozing heart of the natural flow down. Cool rain quietly coated with the dust of the mind, look up at the sky where there are stars of rain down, hit the heart curtains when the chest is inexhaustible sadness, a burst of inexplicable excitement surged, tears will hit the piece of tender yellow youth.
I like this understanding of the rain, such as like the heart of the admiration of the great man, I look forward to that beautiful rain, such as looking forward to the beauty of the dream from afar. In a flash, time passed like running water, the rain finally fell, a turn of stubborn turned into the cluster of spring, this season's rain, gentle and lingering, cold and pure love, walking in the rain, the heart floating in the - damp clouds and isolated from the world of the mountains, and that isolated from the human condition.
Not close to the door, gently open the heart, the water is also giggling, jumping, swinging countless ripples, dreams! Like the moon at the tip of the tree, Phi supporting the thin wings of the veil, want to cover but also shy peep at the rain in a ray of sunshine! I understand the rain! I love the flowers in the rain even more! I love this season and everything in it, even the faint sorrow in the rain. I want to fold a bouquet of peach blossoms, but I am afraid that the flowers withered too early; I want to fold a branch of spring, but I am afraid of hurting the youth; hesitate again and again, or fold a willow branch! As nature gives itself a crutch to continue to survive.
The second favorite walk in the rain. There are no words to describe the beauty of walking in the rain.
Rain, is the spirit of the sky, she fluttered down from the dome of the sky, bringing the silence of the sky, take away the dust of the world. Rain, dashingly falling from the sky; I, walking in the rain, feel the temporary peace of mind.
Rain, pattering in the sky; I, walking in the rain, experienced the hazy beauty of the rain. Rain, beeping and flying from outside the clouds; I, walking in the rain, understood the decline of human feelings and the coolness of the world.
Rain, clattering and splashing down from the heavens; I, walking in the rain, realized the strong shock of the soul! I love walking in the rain. The beauty of walking in the rain, wonderful! The love of walking in the rain is entwined! The heart of a walk in the rain has its ups and downs! The body of a walk in the rain dances in the wind! The soul of a walk in the rain flies with the wind! Walking in the rain, I forgot all the loneliness, loneliness, misery, trouble in the world ...... Especially three or five colleagues, one or two good friends, while walking, while God chat, both exercise, but also relaxed mood.
I like to walk in the rain, the feeling as if in the dream world floating, floating .......
9. to "walk with my mother" as the theme of a compositionTonight there is a moon, the moonlight is very beautiful, the moonlight of the river, the breeze, rippling clear ripples, the river on both sides of the willow, gently swaying, together with the moonlight fluttering, I decided to go for a walk with my mother, my mother is busy in the kitchen, the tableware issued a clanking ringing, as if a beautiful music, my mother due to the work of the busy, long time no go out for a walk, the mother of the mother's work, the mother of the mother's work, she has not gone out for a long time. I have not been out for a walk for a long time due to my busy schedule.
"Mom, the scenery is so beautiful today, let's go for a walk." When his mother heard, her face immediately bloomed a sweet little nest, I can see that the mother is very happy, with a joy that can not be hidden, he quickly agreed to say, "Good, let's go!" Although the moonlight is bright, but out of the door, a cold wind blew in my face, so I could not help but shiver, my mother saw the heartbroken, said: "How so do not pay attention to their own bodies? Should add more clothes."
Said his jacket draped over my body. The moonlight sprinkled on the creek, with the river undulating, rippling, as if a milky white silk in the river winding fluttering.
All around are very silent, my mother held my hand tightly, as if afraid that I will slip away, I feel a little rough feeling, it turns out, my mother's hand has long been engraved with the traces of the years, that a prominent vein of blood, is always a constant source of energy to me to convey the energy of love, even if it is in the cold winds sweeping the present day, my mother's hand is still warm and baked. I walked with my mother and talk about learning, talk about life, my mother also told me from time to time all the truth of life and interesting stories, she smiled in the cold wind, but also give me a sense of dependence, her image in the cold wind is how tall ah, I looked at my mother fondly, the bottom of my heart swirling with a stream of warmth, full and warm, the night is quieter, the road is almost no pedestrians, my mother turned back from time to time to me will smile, she She kept saying, "I'm really happy today, really!" Looking at my mother's pleased smile, I feel solid and warm, walking, we walked to the bridge, the cold wind on the river so that I shivered, my mother's heartfelt and kindly put me in my arms, my heart suddenly surged a stream of warmth flowed through the whole body, we held the railing, looking ahead, the front of the gurgling water, gentle and beautiful, and the near willows and sycamores verdant and upright, and the moonlight constitute a picture of a I pay attention to the mother, he looks very happy, from time to time issued a cheerful laughter, looks very young, although the mother has exceeded the age of confusion, but the eyes are still very bright, sparkling with love and hard work, although the corners of the eyes around the wrinkles, but this does not affect in the slightest his eyes in the wordless and joyful radiance, the moonlight at this time such as a beauty wearing a veil, bright-eyed and white-toothed, a little shy, and the moonflower pool is the flowers, the moonflower pool is the flower, and the moonlight, the moonflower pool is the flower. In the moonlight pool, it is the time to bloom, the flowers are like a beautiful colorful haze falling into the earth, she raised her pink smile, showing a shy smile.
"Tired, go back!" My mother said, I could not restrain the tears in my eyes, pulled my mother's hand, and walked on the road home. Under the moonlight, my mother and I leaned together, the moon tonight is particularly charming and beautiful!!!.
10. Use the detailed techniques of the article "Walk" to write a compositionYou junior 1 it!
I got up early this morning, only to see the sun shining outside the window, I can't bear to waste this beautiful 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. On the grass, 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 ...... brisk and light footsteps on the earth. I am walking, scattered my bold side; I am walking, scattered my joyful mood; I am walking, scattered the wonderful thing of nature.
Unconsciously, I have walked a long way, and on 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 scenery 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 do it with an open heart and mind, and you can enjoy the taste of incomparable joy. How high-minded and windy walking is. 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, walking, all the difficulties are left behind.
Walking in different periods, different seasons, you will again feel a kind of happiness. Spring walk, as if the heart of the flowers bloom, open your heart, look at the eyes to appreciate the colorful world. Walking in summer, the hot sun drives away the freezing of your mind. Autumn walks, high and clear, in the farmland, enjoy the beautiful scenery, the falling leaves, your distress also drifted down all over the place. Winter walks, in the white world, leaving your footprints, but also left your back.
Let's just take a walk and experience the fun from it
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