Autumn Thoughts It's already December, and the leaves on the trees have long been withered and yellowed, but there are still most of them hanging on the branches.
At night, in the dim streetlights, what I saw was a tree of golden splendor, and for a moment, I was frozen. Looking at the fairy tale-like golden tree, clattering and flapping his branches and leaves, I actually had a kind of tears to fall moved.
I always thought that the fall, dead leaves, just represents the depression and loneliness. Autumn wind and rain sorrow kill, the ancients for the description of autumn is also mostly so: Overview of the state of the fall, its color is bleak, the smoke faye cloud convergence; ...... its gas cold, cold, acupuncture people's muscles and bones; the meaning of the depression, the mountains and rivers are lonely.
Gu its for the sound is also, bleakly, hooting and hollering. Listening to the sound of autumn, watching the leaves fall one by one, is a farewell, but also the exhaustion and fading of life.
Bleak, reluctant and helpless always lingers in my mind. I appreciate the wind and clouds in the fall.
I am enamored of her elegance and vulgarity, but at the same time always inevitably fall into the bleak mood. And today, this splendor, suddenly gave me a feeling of strength.
The tree, a man, persistent almost stubbornly stood there, with a branch full of gold, strong in the wind. It turns out that the fall is also rigid.
It is persistence and endurance. Flowers in the autumn wind This year's autumn came early, but as a woman's lotus step swaying, the gorgeous yellow leaves can not bear to fall, I do not know what the red vines climbing the hedge wall called, every time I walk on the path, can not help but look at the stop, I think my look must be joyful, in the ancient poems rendered in the desolate autumn, there is such a passion *** how the color does not call for a person! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
As if the winds of autumn also love this season, soft and warm. The sunlight is just right to warm my *** skin, the whole person can not help but intoxicated.
So I smelled the fragrance of the chrysanthemums, which are "smoky, colorful and fragrant". Since Tao Yuanming sang about chrysanthemums, "the chrysanthemums are open in the forest, and the pines are crowned with rocks.
After Tao Yuanming sang about chrysanthemums, "The chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, the pines crown the rocks, and the chrysanthemums are the confidantes of the ancient Chinese literati. Imagine a night of frost full of blue tiles, bananas do not show, lotus defeat lotus withered, red withered green fall, but "chrysanthemum stamens only full of branches", will be how the surprise it.
No wonder the Ming poet Gaoqi in the "autumn color pale people want to be drunk, cold incense cold butterflies" in the fall to sit on the quiet Xuan Poetry. At this time, if there is wine, there is a confidant, chanting the wind and the moon, put the chrysanthemum, opposite is the beloved, almond eyes, peach gills, willow eyebrow cherry lips, finger delicate, smiling like spring, or he is a long eyebrow, starry-eyed slightly drunken, fluttering sleeves, the scene is how to be the style of a thousand it.
Of course, it is best to find chrysanthemums in a place where the sky is clear and the water is beautiful, and enjoy the fun of life, which is not a taste that can be experienced by ordinary people. Su Shi praised the chrysanthemums, "the light muscles and weak bones of the chrysanthemums are scattered, and even the golden stamens of the chrysanthemums are in full bloom", writing out the chrysanthemums' elegant and florid gestures, and the poet Qu Yuan, "Drinking the dew of the chrysanthemums during the morning and dining on the fallen flowers of the chrysanthemums during the evening", completely and utterly taking the chrysanthemums as a sap of life to be sipped and to become a fragrance for the generations to come, writing out the ultimate charm of the chrysanthemums. The ultimate charm of the chrysanthemum.
Li Shangyin's "dark and pale purple, melting and harmonious yellow" drew out the chrysanthemum's gracefulness and softness. In ancient times, women were smart and sentimental, and also used chrysanthemum as a metaphor for their hearts, such as Zhu Shujin, who said, "The earth flower can be white and red, and the late season is still able to love this work.
I would rather hold the fragrance of the branches of the old, not with the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind," said the same with the chrysanthemum of the lonely and proud of the world, and Li Qingzhao, "DongLi wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance of the sleeve" ambiguous has been on the chrysanthemum from the heart of the favor. In any case, the ancient writers have written about the fragrance of chrysanthemums, the style, the heterogeneity, and the oddity, and have decorated the world of chrysanthemums with an unlimited style.
Only Tang Huang Chao "chrysanthemum poem" "soughing west wind planted all over the yard, the stamens cold incense cold butterfly is difficult to come; in other years, if I am the green emperor, and peach blossom a report open" and "not after the assignment of chrysanthemums" "to be in the fall to the September 8, my flowers bloomed all the white flowers brake; rushing incense array through the Chang'an city full of gold armor" in the chrysanthemum flowers given to the heavy killing gas, it is a palpitation and fearful. I am a weak woman, it is difficult to see the chrysanthemum as a golden helmet and iron armor.
And "how many end of the world has not returned to the guest, all borrowed hedges to see the autumn wind," really want to see the frost and stand independent branches of the chrysanthemum, so that they can walk alone to complete the journey of life. Chrysanthemum since there are so many meanings, its name must also be the superb and ethereal, named after the color of the flower: "empty valley clear spring", "yellow warbler out of the valley", "jade crab ice plate", "green and red dress", "green and red dress", "green and red dress", "green and red dress", "green and red dress", "green and red dress", "green and red dress". The first is the "Crown", and the second is the "Crown", and the third is the "Crown".
Or to the petals to identify the shape and name such as: "wind hibiscus", "Pine Forest hanging snow". There are also flowers in the shape of the name such as "gold thread hanging beads", "ten zhang curtain", etc., as well as historical figures and stories named, such as "Chang'e to the moon", "Xiangfei Drums", "Xiangfei Drums", "Xiangfei Drums", "Xiangfei Drums", "Xiangfei Drums", and so on. "Xiangfei drums" and so on.
In short, behind a flower hides people's countless wishes and aspirations, which makes people reverie. Chrysanthemums have a lot of practical value in addition to ornamental and immersion.
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Autumn wind, autumn rain and sadness of the people Geese over the autumn sky night is in the center of the back of the pond wind is clear crazy years like an arrow a few things autumn moon and autumn night and autumn day long. The night is already deep, people do not sleep. There are a few stars outside the window, the bright moon is full, but it is bleak, cold. The bright moon which will solve the heart of the people who hate, and still through the clouds will be the 10,000 points of clear light diffused in the high place is still luxuriant green tree tops, the distant rolling hills in the night more cold pale, according to the west wind inadvertently whisked through the fence wall in the day in the green green vine.
It's late at night, and I can see a few fireflies inhabiting the weeds, cowering, perhaps dreaming a dream about summer. The starry night sky, actually flew a goose, afraid to leave the group lost companion, hovering, circling, occasionally heard a sound or two harsh honk, cut through the clothes of the night, suddenly swept through the treetops, abruptly disappeared.
At this time, the ears vaguely came from the sound of silk and bamboo, listen carefully, but it is that kind of melancholy cold, such as marble columns mottled diagonal lines. Who is the woman of the house will be that brocade popping, low told me: the fall is coming.
Autumn is coming, Dongting Lake water overflowing with autumn tide, between the rise and fall of how many heroes and heroes. Although the autumn wind is such a soft and spineless, still blowing down the Dongting Lake once leafy trees, you listen: that fell into the yellow earth of the leaves swirling and stirring the sound of the sound is like a sword and a gun, ten thousand horses Xiao Xiao? You see: that stand water.
2. Recently participated in a hike, the teacher asked us to write a hiking article, the topic of the teacher said to have a newUnforgettable Zhao teacher Hunan Huaihua City People's Road Primary School Fifth grade (3) class Duan Jiajia Once upon a time, there are many teachers have taught me, and my most unforgettable teacher is Mr. Zhao.
Mr. Zhao has a head of black curly hair, a pair of eyes, looks particularly amiable. Ms. Zhao was our homeroom teacher and taught us from first grade until fourth grade, and Ms. Zhao was so nice to any of us.
We especially like Mr. Zhao. Once, after class, I was playing on the playground, but accidentally, fell, fell all over my body pain, and my wrist fell out of blood, classmates saw, rushed to take me to the office to find Ms. Zhao.
Mr. Zhao first looked at my hand and said, "Does it hurt?" I said, "It can hurt." "Bear with it for a while, I'll take medicine to rub it for you."
Ms. Zhao said from the drawer out of the red potion and cotton swabs, Ms. Zhao with cotton swabs dipped in some red potion, carefully give me the medicine, while on the medicine and blowing the wound, for fear of making me hurt. After applying the medicine, Ms. Zhao kindly said, "Duan Jiajia, you have to be more careful in the future, don't go to play later, take a rest in the classroom."
After two days, Ms. Zhao asked me again, "Duan Jiajia, is your wound ready? Do you want some more medicine?" I said, "Thank you, Teacher Zhao, my wound is almost healed." Teacher Zhao smiled and said, "That's good, otherwise I was worried."
I said, "You care so much about me, the wound must be healing faster." I smiled happily.
Mr. Zhao, is my most unforgettable teacher. But what I want to thank most is the teacher who taught us English--Mr. Zhou.
I can never forget my teacher's care and help ...... I remember when I first started sixth grade, I was still an introverted boy, and I simply couldn't talk happily with my classmates like others. Until I met Mr. Zhou, my blood seemed like the waves of the sea heaving, constantly boiling.
Perhaps it is the teacher's face and amiable, perhaps it is the teacher lecture is very lively it, Zhou teacher let us memorize the text, desire to knock down the fear, I memorized very fluent, won a piece of applause from the classmates. The teacher asked me to sit down, and then kindly asked me, "What's your name?" My face immediately turned red, but my heart flew up to the sky with joy: because the teacher asked me my name, it showed that she already had a good impression of me! Finally, I thought: since it's a teacher, I should think of it as a family! So I said loudly, "Lu Si Yuan!" In my workbook, my teacher's first comment to me was; Lu Siyuan, good recitation skills, teacher remembered! I thought: Teacher, I love you.
It was your encouragement that made me more confident in my studies. However, there were times when my teacher criticized me.
Because I wrote the word regression, the teacher asked me: "How to write bad, I can not understand, this is 'heavenly book'?" I quickly shook my head and said, "I ...... I will write well next time!" "Then you write well next time oh, be serious, pay attention, or let you rewrite." The teacher said kindly.
I said, "Oh!" At that time, my words had improved, teacher Zhou would draw seven, eight stars on my workbook. That star twinkled in my heart, more beautiful than a rainbow, inspiring me to study harder.
After the final exam, I was surprised to find that I scored 90 points in English! After seeing this quite high score, I was 100% satisfied with myself! But the teacher said, "Do you want to hit you ten times, so low score!" I was puzzled. When I got home, I told my dad what happened and he said, "Yeah! It is right to beat you.
Why be satisfied with the status quo? You should never be satisfied, only then can you climb higher ah!" I suddenly realized that the teacher is really well-intentioned ah! Ah! Teacher, your love is as colorless as water, as ordinary and indispensable ah! Do you know? I would like to gently pick a piece of the sky, but it is so far away, how can it compare to your kindness; I would like to gently pull down a cloud, but how can the cloud compare to your purity; I would like to gently pick a flower, but how can it compare to the colorfulness of the colorfulness that you have given to my life? Finally, I would like to say, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou!" My teacher From first grade to fourth grade, our class changed 2 language teachers, and the one who impressed me most was the current teacher, Ms. Huang. She is of medium build, with a head of short brown hair that just covers her ears, looks very spiritual, thick eyebrows and a pair of all kinds of godly eyes, roughly she is nothing special, a closer look, yo, Ms. Li's eyes will speak, in class, as long as which student deserts or small talk, her two eyes glared, as if to say, "How do you talk small talk again. "
The class immediately quieted down, and sat upright. Mr. Huang also has a mouth that can talk sense, there are students who are not disciplined, the teacher is here to talk sense.
Mr. Li is very concerned about the students, often remind us to cross the street must be careful, after school to go straight home, can not go to the Internet cafe to play games. I remember one time, a student in our class did not go straight home after school, to the evening, or no one, his parents called Ms. Li, but the teacher Li was anxious, she could not even care about eating, busy looking around, or did not find, until 9:00 pm more than the students themselves to return home, it is to go to a classmate's home to play.
Tell Ms. Li that she was relieved. The next morning got the teacher to find that classmate talked.
Ms. Li also has some strange tricks in teaching, for example: if we test well, she rewarded us with books and pens ah and some candy. She not only imparted to us knowledge, but also teach us how to behave, saying that only those who can do will do the truth, she is usually very strict requirements for us, everywhere for our sake.
I like my teacher Li. My teacher My teacher has big golden eyes, long black shiny hair, red lips and high nose, my teacher loves us, cares for us, loves us, just like our real parents, she is my teacher Tan.
She always smiles when she meets people, which makes people know at a glance that she is an amiable teacher. The teacher took care of us in life.
At that time I was only 6 years old, I tripped over a small stone, the right side of my head bleeding. The pain I cried, the teacher saw, immediately ran over to help me up, asked: "Does it hurt? I'll send you to the infirmary."
After saying that, I was sent to the infirmary to rub red potion, when I was still sobbing. I was talking to other little students.
3. essay on hiking, must be 500 wordsA hike
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"Where is spring? Where is spring? Spring is in the verdant mountains and forests, where there are red flowers ah, where there is green grass, and the ...... "Along with the pleasant song, in this sunny weather, our school's hiking activities began. We marched to People's Park in a neat line. Students were carrying bulging schoolbags with joyful smiles on their faces. We all took a light step, and all along the way, we only heard the sound of laughter.
The long way, more reflect the fun of hiking. After more than two hours of "fierce battle", finally successfully reached the People's Park. After choosing a good location, the students were already sweating profusely. After drinking a few sips of water and eating some food to replenish their energy, the students dispersed in twos and threes. With money in their hands, they wandered around, looking for happiness and ***. Wandering around, the park probably *** bumper cars, leisurely carousel, daunting pirate ship, relaxing double bicycle and naughty animal monkeys and so on. The variety is fascinating and varied.
East to see, west to see, I came alone to the bumper car railings, here is already a sea of people, whether it is to play or watch, all cheering, bumper cars can sit two people, a person open a person stepped on the gas pedal, cooperate with each other, and other people collide, can *** it! At first I watched from the sidelines, I felt unbearable, very scary, do not dare to play. With their screams louder and louder, my heart is more and more itchy. Finally, can not resist the temptation of it, I boldly open a game, with Sui Xinyue for the company, we work together very well, successfully played a game, the feeling is really like the driver in the car, too good. Then, I played a merry-go-round, sitting on it, really have a kind of horseback riding in the prairie feeling, but the wooden horse is high and low, very elegant, sitting on it, I feel that everything around me is gentle, all the troubles behind me. We also played a lot, are very ***, very enjoyable.
Time flies, we have to go back, the thought of such a long way, everyone is sighing. Along the way, has been "to the end, is the victory" in the encouragement of me, although everyone sweating, but, I think, maybe this is the real "hiking" trip.
4. hiking essay 800 words (to fine, do not write like a tourist) help ah write half a day no ideasTwo days of the Games ended. Although the Games are almost all play, however, it is quite tiring. Tomorrow is hiking, my mood is very excited. Because I've never hiked before, I think it's fun to experience it for the first time. I think the scenery on the way is very beautiful and we can talk and laugh. What a happy day it would be! I fell asleep in a daze thinking about it.
The next day, I brought an umbrella, milk, lollipops, bread, two bottles of water, and band-aids as requested by my teacher. When I was afraid of the road is very boring on the hand with the mp3. I ate a full breakfast to the school stand in line, the teacher on the podium with a microphone grunted half a day to say before the start, began on the road everyone is happy and happy, laughing and joking, I listened to the music and the beat of the step in the team with a brisk pace. Unconsciously we have walked five or six kilometers almost past the Yanjia River, I began to feel less relaxed feet a little sore. Some of my classmates began to cry out that their feet hurt, but we still insisted on moving forward. Gradually we went up the hill along the highway. Roadside of the orange tree more up, basically every room next to a large orange tree, the tree is full of golden fruit, we look at the orange straight drooling, but still bear forward who did not go to pick one. On the road my feet are very painful, and even some people's feet are grinding up blood blisters. But we still insisted on walking the teachers in order to encourage us to say: "not far away is about to arrive only 30 minutes away." We were all very happy and hoped to reach the end soon. At this time I remembered the poem: "On the other side of the mountain" ------ When I climbed the top of the mountain that tempted me, I again and again drummed up the confidence to go forward
------ In the non-stop over countless mountains, you will ultimately climb to the top of such a mountain ------ We have worked hard to cross one road after another and finally saw the end of the road. We immediately ran and cheered like wild horses. It was like we were in a whole new world. The playground was not the same as our school, the track was paved with coal ash and there were many small stones on it, and the middle of the track was only soil and grass without a piece of brick or plastic, so it seems that the condition of our school is much better than theirs, we should cherish it! We sat on the playground to eat bread, drink milk to replenish energy and then rest, back when a small number of people could not hold out any longer, some people's shoes worn out, some people's feet rubbed out the blood blisters, took the bus back home. But most of them kept walking. The afternoon sun was hotter and more tiring than the morning. On the way to rest a few times before barely to the experimental junior high school everyone sitting on the playground all one can not get up.
This hike was particularly tiring, but we persevered. The first time I saw the movie, I was able to get back to the school in one piece. This reminds me of what people often say: how to see the rainbow without experiencing the storm. In learning, we can succeed if we persist in our efforts.
5. Is there any essay about not going to the desert hiking 600 wordsAfter the desert trip After the desert trip, the little camel finally understood that the hump, paws and eyelashes, which he found very ugly, had such a great effect.
One day, the camel went to the river to look in the "mirror" as usual. When it saw the high hump, big and thick paws and two layers of eyelashes in the "mirror", the more it looked, the better it looked, and it couldn't help but hum a little song.
"Yo, so it's the big handsome guy! Long time no see!" The little red horse scoffed. "You don't underestimate these ugly things, they can be very useful!" "Don't tease, so ugly!" The little red pony said with disdain as she skimmed her lips.
"If you don't believe me, take a walk with me to the desert!" "No problem!" They walked into the vast desert. The little red horse only walked a few steps, the paws of the feet y sunk into the loose sand, while the little camel was at ease and leisurely walking miles! At that moment, a gust of wind blew, the little camel hastily bent down, closed his eyes and nostrils.
The wind and sand passed, and the little camel's nostrils and eyes did not enter a little sand; the poor little red horse, his eyes were confused by the wind and sand, and his nostrils and mouth also entered the sand. The little camel rushed to help it blow its eyes.
Walking along, the little red horse was already hungry and his stomach was grumbling. "Brother, are you hungry? I'm already starry-eyed!" "I have enough nutrients and water stored in my ugly hump!" The little red horse finally realized that the ugly hump, paws and eyelashes had such a great function.
From then on, the little red horse never laughed at the little camel again.
6. Write an essay on the day I went hikingThis day was unusual because the school held a "hiking" program. The students were not afraid of the dozens of kilometers. The students were not afraid of the dozens of kilometers. We were not afraid of the distance of a few dozen kilometers. We headed towards the destination ......
Our seventh grade class can be said to be "high morale" along the way riding the wind and singing, chasing the sun to see the scenery. The road under your feet is muddy. But did not stop us from moving forward. But the "spring rain" this does not follow the rules of the uninvited guests in an instant extinguished our enthusiasm. We ran in the rain with umbrellas, the air seemed to become muddy, and irritation arose. The team was full of complaints: "Why haven't we arrived yet? I'm exhausted ......" I thought we might not even make it to our destination. Everyone was tired. Just when I wanted to give up, an inexplicable force supported us and we kept shouting, "Come on, come on," so we held on. I saw the brilliant light radiating from the destination in the distance. Before seeing the clear sky appear after the storm. All to be brave to hold on to.
Perhaps the heavens were touched by our spirit. Put the sun from the dense dark clouds, in the bright sunshine, I realized that the rape flowers along the road so beautiful! The lovely flowers were close together, neatly lined up on the slope . From a distance, it looks like a sea of golden yellow, turning with the wind, and like a golden cloak, embellishing the monotonous uphill. I also saw an acacia tree on the side of the road that showed half of its roots but still stood on the ground. It was dying because of human destruction. But it didn't fall, even though it lost half of its roots and one-half of its grip, it still stood strong. The edge of the leaves on the tree has been withered, but still exudes dazzling emerald green ...... can not help but think of this scene, I should not learn the spirit of this tree through all the suffering? Is this a hint of flesh pain let me retreat? At once the vigor multiplied, fatigue has long since disappeared.
I have stepped through the stone clear spring, dreaming of Peachland with tenacity; walked through the White Emperor between the clouds, the incense burner purple smoke; past the blessed cave, swing outside the wall; I do not know what year it is, the destination has been in the stream head suddenly appeared. We all insisted on arriving at the other side of the success, students are smiling, as if there is a sweet, cool wind, swept through our hearts! Finally, we can "set up camp, rest and reorganize the army". Everyone took out the food hungry, food not willing to swallow, as if they can never eat as if full. But the time is in the students' laughter, wolf swallowed in the passage of time, turn the eye will be the original way back ......
"The first time into the jungle do not know the way, and then such as the jungle heart will be strong". The second time to walk that road doubly easy, the flowers fluttering butterflies accompanied us. I once again saw that tree, that beautiful rape flowers, and finally saw the school as home-like cozy ......
" Thousands of percolate though hard, blowing through the wild sand began to gold." Hiking - tired and grown up!
7. fun hiking essay how to writeSpring is here, everywhere a vibrant new weather: that pink noble graceful peach blossom opened the most beautiful smile of the year, the temperament of the elegant pear blossom is also open, and there is a faint aroma, really beautiful. We often see the artificial planting of flowers and plants arranged in a variety of graphics, although they are also beautiful, but less a vivid; that the countryside in the pear, peach blossom and a large wheat field of rapeseed is the real spring, in the land of natural nurturing, everything is so beautiful!
Today, we were again unexpected and surprised to get a hiking opportunity, we are going to play in ZiYing's pear and peach garden, to see the scenery, so that we can feel, contact with nature once. I was so happy and happily excited to have this opportunity.
We embarked on the long journey at 12:30 pm. There were 6 people in our group, they were Wang Huiyi, Liang Duanxiao, Feng Jinjing, Xu Haichao, Liu Jiaxian and me. We got on the bus together, I * sat with the window very lucky to see the scenery all the way. I saw the green wheat field, the green wheat field like layer after layer of waves, the car drove forward a bit, he followed the shake a bit, roll a bit, very orderly movement, it's amazing; it is also like a piece of jasper, quiet like a pond of water, flat like a mirror. There is also such a big piece of golden ocean, what is it? Ha! The original is rapeseed! Look at it, the golden light like the sun, just not too harsh, giving people a kind of peaceful and soft feeling.
Peach Orchard finally arrived, this is what we look forward to the moon, the car door opened, we were bored like a long time like a bird, crowded out of the car, lined up, put up the red flag, to the Peach Orchard set off. We are very excited, really hate to be dissolved immediately!
Dismissed! We rushed to find a favorable position. We finally found a piece of wind and water not too many people, spread the plastic sheet, and then sit up, take out the things, look up the scenery. These peach trees are all new varieties, short and low, I know that a peach is a peach, so I was very careful not to touch off a flower. Those red flowers like a baby's face, gently touch with your hand, like a child smeared with snow cream soft, with the nose to smell, the aroma of the nose. Ancient saying: "I don't know where the face goes, peach blossom still smiles in the spring breeze", now that I think of it, it's really something else. We in order to leave good memories, let one or two people to take pictures, blowing on the colorful bubbles, so that the scenery is more beautiful, plus the peach blossoms behind, it is as beautiful as a fairyland.
We came to the pear orchard, pear orchard and peach orchard is the opposite, pear trees have thick and sturdy branches, there are leafy trunk, but also very high. Snow-white pear blossoms are also competing to open, blooming how prosperous and flourishing! White like snow!
We also saw a lot of white sheep, sheep father, sheep mother, there are little lambs!
Time passes so quickly, in a blink of an eye to go back, I really do not want to go, and finally could not help but look back, ah! Spring scenery! Beautiful!
8. hiking essay 800 junior high school essayI don't know if you have a concept of 30 kilometers. 30 kilometers for a marathon or a race walker is really nothing. For them two or three hours can be dealt with the general training for us is a grueling and long journey.
On April 3, 2008, at 7:00 a.m. sharp, I came to school for a hike. We really had a great time that morning. For the long 30 kilometers, we did not have a trace of fear, but rather were full of interest. At 7:30 a.m., the assembly was completed and we officially set off.
After we left the house and jogged to the intersection, we were all joking that it was a marathon. The students next to us kept emphasizing that the marathon was more than 10 kilometers longer than that. And so, with the marathon talk, we hit the road. Thinking about the hiking trail, at least half of it was very familiar. Only it turns out that they were all passed by car, so I really don't know what this walk will be like. Early in the morning we were like little birds, we wanted to fly far, far away, to a place where we would never be disturbed. The morning sun was so nice and warm. Walking on the street is a pleasure. The fast pace of life usually makes us unable to stop to meditate and experience, and now we finally have the opportunity.
Unconsciously, we came to the Convention Center. Modern buildings, wide plaza. Despite passing by many times, there is no time when we can appreciate it like this. A little rest, we are on the road again. Licheng Martyrs' Cemetery, what a solemn and respectful place. Countless martyrs lie in state here. They sacrificed for this city, sacrificed for the people, sacrificed for the country. Offer a small white flower to express our high respect for the martyrs. Without them, we would not be where we are now.
The sun was rising and we were slightly tired. Lunch, on the other hand, is what everyone is looking forward to. After walking all morning, it was long overdue for something to replenish our energy. The sports committee, in an attempt to distract us, led the chanting of slogans. "Fighting Spirit, Casting Brilliance!" The uplifting slogan really helped us. Cheer up and keep on keeping on. Soon, we finally arrived at the lunch spot. Take a seat on the lawn and open your backpacks. The special lunch began. Everyone looked so cute as they wolfed down their food. After a short break, we were energized again. After the morning's journey, we were more confident about the afternoon's journey.
At 1.30 pm, we started to hit the road again. Again, like in the morning, we were in high spirits. But soon got tired. The spirit had lifted a bit. Before long, the feet started to hurt. Really didn't want to continue to finish the rest of the part. But looking around at my classmates, they were still persevering. Why can I not do what they can do? I have to persevere too. I definitely can't lose the face of Class 8. With this strength given to me by the students around me, I will persevere and make sure to finish.
When Yanshan Interchange appeared in front of us, there was a feeling of going home. We are back to the busy and noisy city. This is our normal life. But I was wrong, it was a long way from the school. My feet already hurt so much that I don't want to walk. The soles of my feet are afraid to land, so I can only drop the weight of my body to the sides of my feet. With classmates to predict this year's NBA championship, discuss the recent new car models ...... This is also just a distraction, so that the foot is not so painful.
Walking across South Hill Road, victory beckons. We are back again! Walking to the last intersection, the heart has long been unable to restrain the excitement. The school finally came into our sight. Entering the school gate, under the leadership of the sports committee, shouting slogans, using the last bit of strength, running into the school.
We did it! 30 kilometers, we measured with our feet. This 30 kilometers contains happiness, hard work. But we managed to finish. We hugged each other to celebrate the hard-won happiness. Each of us is a hero, each of us is a winner, each of us is a warrior of Class 8.
An extraordinary experience gave us a rare joy. That kind of joy is built on the unity of all people. As long as you insist, everyone is a hero!
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