1 We walk to school every day, and everyone is the same. But how many people pay attention to the road under their feet? I went to school late in primary school, so naturally I don't have to worry about going to school.
So I had a leisurely breakfast, read a book for a while, and then walked to the station while enjoying the scenery, without worrying about being late for school. In the car, I watched the scenery outside the window to relieve boredom.
I've always been comfortable. I am familiar with the route from home to school, and even memorized the name of the station.
I remember everything on the road, and I know where there are Woods and hills. I spent six spring and autumn periods.
I am in middle school, and I am very nervous about my studies. Every morning at six o'clock, the alarm clock will wake me up from my dream on time.
I got out of bed and hurried to have breakfast. Class starts early and is as slow as before.
After breakfast, I had no time to digest the rice, so I grabbed my schoolbag and rushed out of the house, just like catching a train. When I arrive at the station anxiously, I have to endure the "suffering" of waiting for the bus, fearing being late and being criticized by the teacher.
In the car, I dare not neglect listening to English and reviewing my lessons. Occasionally, when I am not busy, I will look at the fleeting strange scenery in front of me, but I am no longer familiar with the grass and trees, mountains and rivers. ...................................................................................................................................
But I'm still as tired as before. Once in a while, I get exam results, and I'm no longer disgusted or annoyed.
Even if you are tired, there will be no burden, and even if you are bored, you will not repeat your grades. In the few months of junior high school life, I seem to have grown a lot.
From primary school to junior high school is a process, a process of growth. In three years, I will take every step steadily.
I am on the road, on the road to growth, on the road to maturity. This road will not be smooth, but I will go on with my perseverance and confidence! On my way to school, there is a short forest. Every day, I step on the beat of one second and hurry by. I never stop and don't even have time to take a look.
One day, we finished school after four classes. Although it is late autumn, the noon sun shines warmly from head to toe. Walking into this small forest, the wind blew gently. I saw some leaves dancing with the wind, flying around like golden butterflies, and then dancing "ballet" and falling to the ground.
I leaned down and picked up a leaf from the ground. It was beautiful. I spread out my palm, put it in my palm and appreciate it carefully. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and the leaves slipped from my hands. I was about to catch it, but it flew higher playfully.
I think it is more beautiful to let it dance lightly in the wind. The ground is covered with yellow leaves and a quilt.
I walked on it and the leaves rustled. I deliberately stepped on it and made a rhythmic sound of "sand, sand, sand". I stepped up my pace and walked faster.
Suddenly, my eyes flashed. What are those? When I took a closer look, it turned out to be a wild chrysanthemum next to each other. They shook in the wind as if nodding to me. I looked at the chrysanthemum and smiled. They are blooming one after another, golden yellow and orange. Petals are slender and oval, and there are some stamens in the middle of the flower. I touched them gently with my hand, and these lovely chrysanthemums shook gently.
I think how lovely these leaves and chrysanthemums are. It turns out that they are so beautiful on their way to school. Why have I never found them? On the way to school this evening, my cousin and I went to Lizhi School to make up lessons. An unexpected thing happened.
The thing is: when I am ready to go out, I will ask my cousin to go to school first and tell him that I won't go by bike. My cousin walked out the door, and I walked out without hesitation.
But just as I was about to step out of the door, I was stopped by my mother: "Go by bike with my cousin." A mother's life is inviolable.
So I turned around and slowly pulled the bike out of the door. I only heard my cousin mutter, "It's a lie."
I thought, "Are you kidding? My mother told me to ride. " I ignored him.
I suddenly remembered what my cousin did to me not long ago: he asked me to chase him by bike, but I couldn't catch him. Later, he stopped and I caught up with him, but he locked his bike again and asked me to watch the car, but he ran away.
Well, now I can have a chance to teach him a lesson. I saw my cousin walking to the right.
We often take this road because it is close to the school. I just followed him in the opposite direction and then turned left.
I rode slowly to school. I saw my cousin waiting for me in front of a shop selling steel bars.
I thought: He rode so fast that I couldn't catch up with him. Now I'm going to give him a taste. So when I arrived at my cousin.
I immediately concentrated all my strength on my feet and pedaled my bike hard. The car soon passed my cousin. My cousin also chased me desperately and shouted, "Super!" But I can't catch up.
I looked back at him and smiled. I'm glad to see him out of breath.
Let him taste it this time. I stopped at the corner of Fourth Avenue by bike.
At this time, my heart melted and I thought, give him a chance. But this sly guy, very clever, didn't come to me directly, but hid behind a black car in front of him.
Trying to sneak up on me? Unfortunately, I have met him. Because there are two roads in 04 Street, separated by a green belt, and trees are planted on both sides of the green belt.
I will ride on the left side of this road. I looked back at him while riding.
Cunning cousin, clever, walked to the right of the road, and there were some small trees in the middle, which were blocked by cars and pedestrians. He wants to use these to hide.
Walk and run to the left at once. I hurried to speed up and always kept a certain distance from him.
At the first crossing on 04th Street, I slowed down again. My cousin approached and said calmly, "Do you still get on the bus? Forget it. "
He said angrily, "You ride so fast. How come? " Cousin refused to get on the bus.
I thought, "I may arrive at school soon, so I won't get on the bus." I ignored him and continued riding.
Ready to go to the second intersection, I stopped to wait for him again. He still refuses to get on the bus.
But walked quickly to school.
2. On the way to school or on the way to school 350 words in grade five are on the way to school.
It's another cold day. The cold wind whistled, and * * *' s hand seemed to be scratched by a knife. I couldn't help pulling the scarf around my neck and sighed: "I have been in the remedial class all morning, and now I can go home from school!" " " .
When I looked up, a string of red lanterns caught my eye. Only then did I find that red Spring Festival couplets and red lanterns hung at the door of shops and corners of streets, forming a string of bright red lines and jumping in the air, which seemed to add a touch of warmth to the cold winter. That's right! In two weeks, the Chinese New Year will be celebrated! As soon as I thought of the coming Spring Festival, I was so excited that I boarded the bus happily.
It may be noon, and there are not many people on the bus. I am standing next to an aunt's seat. On this day, the car was surprisingly quiet and there was no noise. However, suddenly a voice broke the quiet carriage: "Tut-tut ..." It seemed to be a squeak. I followed the sound, and it was the aunt next to me. I saw her sometimes looking out of the window and sometimes taking out a cloth bag with plastic bags. I saw that she would slowly put her wrinkled, red-faced hands into a wrinkled plastic bag ... The plastic bag contained a few small pieces of rock sugar ... She put the rock sugar in her mouth, pursed her cheeks, ate "intoxicated" and made a "tut tut" sound in her mouth. Her face seems to be full of satisfaction and happiness.
I can't help but feel shocked. Did she ... did she eat this? The Spring Festival is coming soon. Don't you think this aunt only has a few pieces of rock sugar to eat? I can see that my aunt is a stranger, and her eyes are full of curiosity and longing for Beijing. ...
At this time, a well-dressed young man in the front row could not sit still. He took off his headphones and glared at me. He must be disturbed by this rude voice. Aunt didn't see the young people's eyes full of contempt and disgust, but she still reached into the shriveled plastic bag again and again. ...
Finally, the young man could not sit still. He went up to his aunt and said, "Can you keep quiet!" " The boy's crying frightened his aunt. She paused for a moment and said hesitantly, "Then ... then I won't eat." As he spoke, he carefully stuffed the plastic bag into the cloth bag and looked out of the window ... there was no sound in the carriage.
In this silence, the bus came and I got off. The red in the street seems to be dazzling. In Beijing, that aunt's life is too difficult ... shouldn't we respect her? These strangers in Beijing deserve respect, don't they? I wrapped my coat tightly and walked towards the cold wind. ...
Carrying a heavy schoolbag, standing under the bus stop sign, finally, the bus came. I got on the bus, turned on MP3 and listened to pop music.
When the bus stopped at the next stop, a middle-aged woman came over. Now think about about thirty or forty years old, ragged and shivering in the cold wind. There is a cotton-padded jacket for men, which has faded after a long period of friction. If it's a "cotton coat", it's too big, and it can probably wrap most of the body. The blue-gray cloth was torn and mended countless times, and the lines on several patches were exposed. There is not a complete cloth on it, but flowers and ashes are randomly added to it, which reminds people of the exposed and dense cracks in the arid saline-alkali land in northwest China, which are the scars of the land, but this cloth reveals the scars of people's hearts.
With a doll in her shriveled hand, she stood timidly in a small corner as soon as she came in-obviously, even I noticed the eyes of people around me. How to describe it? Well, I've seen that look before, just like a hunter looking at an injured rabbit with pity. But more people's eyes are disdainful, even calm, unexpectedly calm! As if she were like the air, I was silent ... I thought they would be able to watch a fugitive chasing a woman with a knife in his hand, and they wouldn't change their minds, as if they didn't have these in their eyes. They will sit quietly, then have tea and say, "Oh, where were we?" "By the way, today's coffee is a little overcooked."
I hate them very much, but I have to admit that I am one of them. I don't have the courage to face her, and even watching her panic makes me feel guilty. The child in her arms is in a similar situation to her. The clothes on my body are obviously cut and sewn with old cotton-padded clothes worn by adults. A pair of bare feet, both of which were dyed black by mud, and there were blood stains on the soles of their feet. Two big eyes are full of hungry eyes, and they look at the people around them with curious and timid eyes. He seems a little excited. Maybe he has never seen such a big scene. When he was excited, he clutched his mother's arm tightly. From his eyes, I saw the gap between him and each of us. This is an abyss. Although we are so close, our hearts will not be together. Isolated from the unimaginable pain he experienced, isolated from the indifferent eyes of the world, which seemed to ask, "What did I do wrong?"
I didn't stay in this doubt and got off the bus ahead of time, but I won't forget that look and will always remember it in my heart.
3. Beautiful scenery on the way to school. Don't "on the way to school", in spring, in the city. Focus on the beautiful scenery on the way to school. On my way to school, there is a small forest. Every day, I hurried past it without stopping or even looking at it. One day, we finished school after four classes. Although it is late autumn, the midday sun shines from the beginning. I feel feverish all over. Walking into this small forest, the wind blew gently. I saw some leaves dancing with the wind, flying around like golden butterflies, and then dancing "ballet" and falling to the ground. I leaned down and picked up a leaf from the ground, which was beautiful. I spread my palm out and put it in my palm, enjoying it carefully. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and the leaves slipped from my hands. It flew higher playfully. I thought it would be more beautiful to let it dance lightly in the wind. The ground is covered with yellow leaves and a quilt. I walked on it, and the leaves rustled. I deliberately stepped on it and made a rhythmic sound of "sand, sand, sand". I stepped up my pace and walked faster. Suddenly, before my eyes, I took a closer look, and it turned out that one wild chrysanthemum was next to another. They shook in the wind as if nodding to me. I smiled at the chrysanthemums, which bloomed so brilliantly, one after another, golden yellow and orange. Petals are slender and oval, and there are some stamens in the middle of the flower. I touched them gently with my hand, and these lovely chrysanthemums shook gently. I think. .
4. Writing composition: "On the way to school" composition requirements: 1. The word count is 300 words. 2. Sentences are fluent. Every morning on your way to school, I get up and walk to the balcony. Before I stepped into the balcony door, I was confronted with bad fresh air, cold and cold, as if everything had changed. Fog is like a thin veil, covering the earth, houses and houses in the distance. I see a green meadow nearby. I jumped down the stairs, walked in the thin fog, and breathed greedily. At this time, there are not many people in the street, and there are even fewer vehicles. There is no traffic at night. There are crystal dew rolling on the grass next to it, which really looks like a "crystal ball". Soon, I arrived at Chunhua Square. There are many early exercises here. You see, these grandparents seem to be a group of healthy and active teenagers! Because they all have a young heart. Unconsciously, I went to the side dish market outside the school. People often pick vegetables to sell. How clever these people are-some parents send their children to school just to buy food. Listen, the little girl next to me sat on the ground and shouted, "Come on, come on!" " I chose this dish. Very fresh. Come and buy it ... "Before the little girl finished, an aunt next to her also shouted," Come and buy it. Not expensive, good and cheap! "Constant shouts, coupled with sirens, the roar of starting cars, and the sound of bargaining, constitute a Road Symphony. Huh? Why are there so few students here? Oh, no! I should go to school. Good morning, goodbye.
5. The third grade composition "On the way to school" is accompanied by autumn leaves on the way to school. I walk on this road to school on time every morning. My family lives half a kilometer away from my school, not far. I have to shorten it step by step with my feet every day. Rain or wind, spring, summer, autumn and winter, I left home and didn't meet the morning sun. In the evening, the sun has closed, and I am still studying high school courses in the classroom. The late autumn season makes me feel that a cold winter is coming. I left home this morning, and the scene outside told me that there was a heavy snow last night. I was shocked. This is the first snow this year. Maybe I went out too early, and the snow lay quietly on the ground without a footprint. I don't seem to wake up, so I can't leave. Leaning against the wall of the building, I walked carefully to school. There were many cars and people on the main road, and I was very disappointed when I stepped on the messy snow. I blame those people for stepping on the snow and losing their looks, but the snow is still lying there quietly, and cold wind blows from time to time. Snow doesn't seem unhappy at all, but it still lies there. It plays up the atmosphere of winter. I also imagined that at this time, although there are not many people on this road, it is sweet. However, the lack of colored lights on various buildings along the road is particularly conspicuous. Looking around, it looks like a night in a bustling city. Secondly, what is different today is that there is an extra ingredient "snow" in it, which makes me feel relaxed on my way to school, just like enjoying it. I made deep footprints in the snow. I didn't feel my feet frozen. Looking back on the road, this black footprint records me. On my behalf, I try to go to school every day to learn. I learned a lot about Xue along the way. I know. It is a great angel who is very pure and selfless in winter. It's almost time to go to school, and there are more people traveling. I pray that people will stop trampling on this angel in winter and keep it beautiful until the end.
6. Writing a composition: "On the way to school" On the way to school in the morning, I got up and walked to the balcony.
I haven't stepped into the balcony door yet, and the bad fresh air is coming, which is cold, as if everything has changed. Fog covers the earth like a thin veil, and houses, flowers and trees in the distance are immersed in it, only a green meadow is seen nearby.
I jumped down the stairs, walked in the thin fog, and breathed greedily. At this time, there are not many people in the street, and there are even fewer vehicles. There is no traffic at night.
The grass beside me was rolling with crystal dew, which really looked like a "crystal ball". Soon, I arrived at "Chunhua Square".
There are many people who get up early to exercise here, and they are also very active there. On the open space, a group of grandmothers and grandfathers danced with the rhythm of music with fans in one hand.
Everyone says "life lies in exercise"! You see, these grandparents seem to be a group of healthy and active teenagers! Because they have a young heart. Unconsciously, I went to the vegetable market outside the school.
People often choose vegetables to sell here. How clever these people are-some parents send their children to school just to buy food, so drop in.
Listen, the little girl next to her is sitting on the ground, shouting, "Come on, come on! I chose this dish. Very fresh. Come and buy ... "Before the little girl finished, an aunt beside her also shouted," Come and buy. Not expensive, good and cheap! " The endless shouts, coupled with sirens, the roar of starting cars and the sound of bargaining, constitute a "road symphony." Huh? Why are there so few students here? Oh, no! I should go to school.
Good morning, goodbye.
7. The composition "On the way to school" or "On the way home" describes the scenery and sets off the mood of the characters on their way to school.
On my way to school, there is a small forest. Every day, I step on the beat of one second and hurry by. I never stop and don't even have time to take a look.
One day, we finished school after four classes. Although it is late autumn, the noon sun shines from head to toe, making us warm all over. Walking into this small forest, the wind blew gently. I saw some leaves dancing with the wind, flying around like golden butterflies, and then dancing "ballet" and falling to the ground. I leaned down and picked up a leaf from the ground. It was beautiful. I spread out my palm, put it in my palm and appreciate it carefully. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and the leaves slipped from my hands. I was about to catch it, but it flew higher playfully. I think it is more beautiful to let it dance lightly in the wind. The ground is covered with yellow leaves and a quilt. I walked on it and the leaves rustled. I deliberately stepped on it and made a rhythmic sound of "sand, sand, sand".
I stepped up my pace and walked faster. Suddenly, my eyes flashed. What are those? When I took a closer look, it turned out to be a wild chrysanthemum next to each other. They shook in the wind as if nodding to me. I looked at the chrysanthemum and smiled. They are blooming one after another, golden yellow and orange. Petals are slender and oval, and there are some stamens in the middle of the flower. I touched them gently with my hand, and these lovely chrysanthemums shook gently.
I think how lovely these leaves and chrysanthemums are. It turns out that they are so beautiful on their way to school. Why have I never found them?
8. Composition Xiao Shu and I asked for a primary school composition and completed it according to the prompts. One day, on my way to school with Xiaoshu, I saw a Xiaoshu being blown stagger by the strong wind. I thought; "This little tree is too poor, huh! Let me help! " I didn't pay much attention to this day's class, just thinking about Xiaoshu. Finally, after school, I flew to the small tree and straightened it. But as soon as I let go, the little tree came again. I was in a hurry and suddenly thought of a way. I ran to the door of the store and bought a rope, and found a wooden stick to hold it down. I water the young trees every few days. A week passed, and the young tree was straightened, and there was no need for ropes and sticks. Under my careful care, Xiao Shu is more energetic! It seems that it is not all the same. Change it yourself.
9. Write a 400-word composition (describing the scenery or things on the way to school).
Every day when I walk on my way to school, I always look around. I found pedestrians on the road in a hurry.
I saw people rushing to work and school on the road. Some people listen to music while walking, and play it several times from time to time; Some people wriggle around like they are sick. They are people who exercise while walking ... I look to the right and find a person walking slowly like a turtle. It seems that he is not afraid of being late for work at all. How strange! The car on the left flew past me, followed by the bus approaching the station. People ran to the station to get on the bus, and then the bus left, and those who didn't get on the bus followed. Suddenly, Jiang and his mother came from behind on a battery car. Suddenly, they overtook us, leaving only Jiang's voice calling me and their distant back. Some people walk very lightly and quickly; Some people, in order not to be late for work and school, saw a red light at the crossroads and were afraid of being late. They didn't stop, so they got up the courage and rushed over. They are too brave to commit suicide by running a red light. !
Alas, passers-by in the morning are really in a hurry!
10.600 word composition "Beauty on the Road" can be written on the way to school or on the way to school. This can also be written as Zhou's sudden longing for real life. It is like a melodious song. This song has been writing about happiness and warmth day and night since it entered the vast sea of people. It contains everything, and beauty is also in life!
What is beauty? No one knows its true meaning! Although beauty is invisible, we can see it with our eyes, smell it with our noses, hear it with our ears and touch it with our hands. At the same time, we can feel with our hearts ... perhaps it is the melancholy of "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night"; It may be a perfect circle, which can inspire people to explore its mystery constantly; Or maybe it's just a simple person's kind smile. ...
In people's minds: beauty is to lift your arm when you fall, give you your seat in the car and help you in the rain ... beauty once appeared around us, and we missed the opportunity to seize it. Now it's circling around us again. When we wake up from a dream, how it hopes that we can cherish it!
"Spring mountain is as dull as a smile, summer mountain is as green as a drop, autumn mountain is as bright as makeup, and winter mountain is as bleak as sleep." It is seasonal beauty; "The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. Compared with West Lake and West Lake, it is always appropriate to make up for it. " This is the beauty of the country. The flowers and plants beside the expressway are beautiful scenery, the neat streets on the street are beautiful environment, the cleaners who clean the ditches are beautiful dedication, and those who wait for the station to maintain order are beautiful in their hearts!
Beauty is in life! It depends on life. Love exists in our beautiful and splendid life ... In life, harmony is beautiful, tacit understanding is beautiful, nature is beautiful, simplicity is beautiful, creation is beautiful, and sublation is also beautiful. Think about it. What is the image of a beautiful woman in your mind? Calm down and savor the beauty. Seems to be the embodiment of everything. Do you think so?
People will always get tired of this unchanging life, but who really had the idea of pursuing and discovering beauty from themselves in the past? People who only complain about life will never find beautiful things, beautiful scenery and beautiful hearts in life! If you really want to find beauty, please don't miss it again, which may help you reduce a lot of regrets ... even if you don't find it, it will still be waiting for you, waiting for you to discover its charm!
Friends, are you awake? Are you convinced by invisible life? If your answer is yes, let's ride the wind and waves, catch up with the footsteps of beauty with strong will, discover the true meaning of beauty and leave beauty in life!