I am looking forward to visiting Huangyao Ancient Town in Guangxi with my mother.

Huangyao ancient town is a paradise full of Lingnan customs. Entering the town, there is a stream passing through the town. There are some stones from scraggy on the water, forming a unique bridge, which is Huang Yao's famous jumping bridge. When crossing the bridge, at first glance, the stream in the river is light green, and the bamboo beside the river is green, which constitutes a beautiful landscape painting. Nature makes it fascinating, just like a beautiful poem, which makes people forget it.

Bridges are very common in Huangyao. But there is a bridge that is the only way to enter the ancient town. Cross a curved "crescent" bridge next to the big banyan tree and go to the ancient town. You will see a unique pavilion standing by the bridge. Stepping into the streets of the ancient town can only be described by one word "ancient style". On both sides of the gray stone road, there are old houses. The path seems narrow, but it has ulterior motives. According to my mother, there used to be wars here, and this kind of building layout is very conducive to fighting "street fighting". Going deeper and deeper, I saw advertisements and posters of the Republic of China posted on the house next to me. Of course, it must be a fake, because it can be seen from the ink and color of the paper.

Youyou Shiban Street has a strong flavor of fermented soybean. Huangyao is a famous town rich in lobster sauce. Huangyao Douchi is distributed in many places, and its sales volume is on the rise. Sometimes from the side, the beauty of the town is really a bit like the mountains in Guilin! Down the river, you can see some middle-aged women washing clean clothes leisurely, and a small wooden boat with sails is moored in the river, which has a little charm of Jiangnan water town.

In the evening, the sun has set. Looking at the classic picture of a small bridge flowing water, my mother and I reluctantly left Huangyao Ancient Town, one of the "50 Most Worthy Places for Foreigners to Visit in China".

2. 600-word travel notes on the second day of junior high school.

I also recall the tall osmanthus tree playing in front of the wide gate when I was a child, the smooth and simple stone wall killing time on the winding roadside, and the clear stream flowing slowly in the lush green grass. Everything here is unforgettable to me.

I still remember my hometown at that time, the environment was beautiful, and slender green thatch danced in the wind on the land; The thick vines climb the thick trunk, greedily absorb the sunlight at the top of the tree, become more and more solid, and then slowly bend down to become a natural "water curtain hole"; This thin little tree spread its petite green leaves and grew up gradually under the sunshine ... but the beautiful scenery on the mountain behind added a lot of fun to my childhood.

Walking in this quiet mountain forest, you will inevitably meet small animals. If you are lucky, you may see cicadas singing on the trunk, enjoying sweet and delicious tree juice and gentle sunbathing; Beautiful ladybugs prey on aphids that harm plants on grass leaves. But if you are lucky enough to pull open the grass, sometimes you will see a fierce-eyed snake lift its first half, vomit a snake letter and stare at you, giving you goose bumps, crossing its legs and turning and running; Sometimes you meet poisonous spiders. They are fierce! If you are bitten by them, it will not only hurt, but sometimes the bitten place will be swollen and black, or even faint.

Among the bamboo forests in Houshan, the most interesting thing is that bamboo blooms. Some people in our country say that bamboo hardly blooms all its life, so few people see what bamboo flowers look like. To this end, I also ran to the bamboo forest for more than a dozen laps. After a long time, I really met him once. Lavender flowers are hung on bamboo joints with some pure white, which adds a little tenderness to the whole tall and straight bamboo and makes people look brand-new.

I spent a wonderful childhood here with me, which is still fresh in my memory.

3. 600-word travel notes on the second day of junior high school.

After a long wait, I finally came to Beijing. My companions are my good friend Huang Hai and his father. Beijing, a place full of ancient flavor, is also a symbol of modernization.

At four o'clock in the morning, all three of us got up and were going to see the national flag being raised. It's still so gloomy outside, and the air is mixed with cold breath, which makes me feel a little scared. Although it's still early, there are still many people, probably to see the flag raising. It's still early in the square, and my eyelids are struggling with fatigue. After waiting for thousands of times, I finally waited until 5: 20-the time to raise the national flag. A neat team has come, their steps are so neat, their voices are so loud and their bodies are so straight! I can't help but be moved by it. When the national flag was raised, my heart was full of pride and pride. The national flag has been raised to the top, and the flag-raising ceremony is over, but my mood has not completely calmed down. The sun went to work, we went back, and I was still thinking about the solemn scene just now.

When I first came to Beijing, I had to go to the Forbidden City, the Temple of Heaven and the Great Wall, magnificent ancient palaces. With the tour guide's explanation, I seem to have entered the scene where the emperor lived and handled state affairs hundreds of years ago.

You are not a hero until you reach the Great Wall. I wasn't a hero before, but today I am! Come to Mutianyu and go straight to the Great Wall by cable car. Ah! I was stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of me! White fog hangs over the mountains, a pair of eagles hover in the sky, and the Great Wall appears and disappears in the fog, as if playing hide and seek with us. When I climbed to the top of the mountain, I was panting with fatigue. I think the ancients were really amazing. It is great that the Great Wall was built on such a steep hillside. But I wonder if ancient people were afraid of heights.

I went out early and returned late for three days. I have almost visited the classic ancient buildings in Beijing, learned a lot of knowledge, and made a special trip to Tsinghua and Peking University, hoping to have a chance to learn in the future. This trip to Beijing is very short, and I am a little reluctant to part with it, but I believe I will come again. Beijing, wait for me!

4. 600-word travel notes on the second day of junior high school.

In the spring of March, the spring girl has quietly come to the world with a light and healthy pace. Ice and snow melt, spring returns to the earth, clear water and blue sky. The sun hanging high is radiant and warm. A soft spring breeze blows head-on, mixed with the fragrance of earth and bright flowers. My mother and relatives and I embarked on a journey to Panshan.

On the road, rows of trees have just sprouted; Some have sprouted branches; Some are full of green eyes, giving people a brand-new feeling. At the foot of the tree are patches of green grass, each with its leaves stretched and dancing!

Nearly three hours' journey passed unconsciously. After we parked our car in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, we opened the curtain of climbing the Panshan Mountain.

After entering Panshan Mountain, my eyes were first attracted by several red characters at the door, which read: Panshan Tourist Scenic Area, the place where Emperor Qianlong visited 32 times. You should express your feelings.

After moving on, a one-meter-long stone step appeared at our feet. Looking at this endless step, I can't help feeling: "Ah, it's so high and steep!" " "

I took the lead and ran up quickly. After about ten minutes, I turned around and looked back. My mother has disappeared. In order not to let her fall behind, I stopped and left. The uncle who caught up behind said, "Let's go first. A dozen people in the back have been divided into two groups. One group caught up and the other group fell behind! "

Although the mountain is not that high, it is not easy to climb the main peak, because you have to climb five peaks with different heights, and there is no road on the way, only pieces of boulders half a person high, so we should cheer each other up and help each other. Tired, have a rest, thirsty, drink some water. After nearly four hours of hard climbing, we finally climbed to the top of the mountain and rang the peace bell.

After this trip to Panshan, I finally understand: as long as I don't give up, I will succeed in the end!

5. 600-word travel notes on the second day of junior high school.

What is that place? It is the beauty praised by the ancients; It is a fairyland that everyone yearns for; This is a place I am eager to reach. I don't know when it started, maybe it was a poem I saw in a book, or a glimpse in a travel pictorial. I have a small wish-to visit the West Lake.

In the evening, I arrived at the destination of this trip-Hangzhou. After I checked into the hotel, I tossed and turned in bed, longing for the next day. The morning sun shone on my face and the sound of "ding" woke me up. After several struggles, I got up and got out of bed to welcome a beautiful day. Crystal clear little chaos is very cute in a porcelain bowl. I don't need any side dishes, and the delicious little chaos is enough to satisfy my appetite.

Let's go Visit the West Lake. Sitting on the boat, we set sail. Even the occasional lotus leaf, or one or two waterfowl on the lake, made me excited for a long time when I first got on the boat. I can't bear to see the once jasper lake rippling by us. Gradually, when all the enthusiasm faded, I was a little tired, looking at the endless lake and the surrounding green hills. I wonder if people in the past looked at the West Lake quietly on the boat like me.

Why not sit in a quiet place and look at the West Lake for a long time and appreciate her myriad gestures? To smell her fragrance; To see her capital; To understand her. If so, can I also appreciate the word "Bug II" and meet her boundless beauty?

Looking at the crowd on the shore of the lake, everyone seems to be rushing with the crowd involuntarily, but it seems that they are just rushing to punch in. The broken bridge has almost become a human bridge. Maybe it's because I have no fate with West Lake, and I can't appreciate the elegance of broken bridges and snow.

Back to the shore, there is an unspeakable feeling spreading in my heart, and there is a feeling of astringency in my heart. How happy would it be if I could sit by the lake until I got tired of seeing her?

Living in a fast pace, it seems that we are always chasing fast, doing problems fast and traveling fast. As soon as we turn on the mobile phone, Baidu wants to know something. In the past, there was a plaque for laundry called Huanxisha, so why is there no plaque called washing machine now? Undeniably, the fast-paced life does bring us a lot of convenience, but we also lose many opportunities to feel life at the same time. So if you have time, remember to slow down and feel life with your heart.

6. 600-word travel notes on the second day of junior high school

In the autumn season, with fruitful results, chrysanthemums suddenly open, and people are intoxicated in this beautiful autumn scenery; The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the cool breeze is blowing gently, which makes people feel refreshed. On such a beautiful day, the school arranged an autumn outing, and the students cheered because their coke was broken.

Early in the morning, we started. The students lined up on the road like long queues, which stood out in the noisy crowd. People are giving us strange looks. The flags of each class are held high. Along the way, the students talked and laughed. Although my legs are a little numb, I still enjoy it.

Bypassing the winding Panshan Highway, I walked for about an hour and a half and came to a "Ya"-shaped mountain pass. Looking down, you can see the whole county. Passing through the mountain pass, we arrived at our destination-Dayan Bay Leisure Villa. What we see is a pavilion-like building, with flowers and trees everywhere, just like entering a fairyland on earth.

At this time, it was close to noon, and everyone was hungry, so they took out their snacks and shared them, saying that they had a good time. Some students lie leisurely in hammocks, some students are playing hide and seek, and some students go to the back hill early to enjoy the scenery.

It's our turn to have lunch. As soon as the food was served, the students swarmed, and one student grabbed it and was about to stuff it into his mouth. Another student grabbed it back with chopsticks, stretched out his tongue, made a face and slowly put the "trophy" in his mouth. Students who didn't grab it had to wait for the next dish in frustration. In this way, in the end, every dish was swept away by our greedy kittens. When the last dish was served, the table was empty and the students attacked like the last dish. ...

You see, classmate, you look at me, I look at you, touching your chubby belly and burping: "My stomach is going to burst!" " ""Ha ha ha! "With these jokes, we left the villa and look forward to the next autumn outing here.

7. 600-word travel notes on the second day of junior high school.

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

Tang Sanzang is very kind. How kind? Even if a monster wanted to kill him, he wouldn't agree to kill him, and claimed that "God has the virtue of good life". Isn't this interesting? But he also has something that we all admire, that is, he has a clear goal and perseverance. He clearly knows that the road to the west is very difficult and his life is in danger at any time, but he has to move on and has no intention of retreating. This kind of courage of "knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and leaning towards tigers in the mountains" is worth learning.

The Monkey King is loyal and conscientious to his master. Even if Master punished him indiscriminately, he would endure the pain and ask Bajie and Friar Sand to take care of Master. Without the Monkey King's courage and wit, it is estimated that there would be no such thrilling journey. No one is perfect, and the Monkey King also has obvious shortcomings: he has a bad temper and likes to be cocky. But he is still my favorite protagonist.

Pig Bajie has a glib tongue and a flexible mind, but he is lazy. He always feels that he has done more and got less. Every time he is in danger, the picture of him preparing to divide his luggage and return to Gao Laozhuang makes people laugh.

Friar Sand has always been unknown, hard-working and loyal to Master. But Friar Sand only obeys the orders of the Big Brother, the Second Brother and the Master. He is a hard-working ox.

After watching Journey to the West, I thought of reading. Learning is like learning the true classics. At school, there are all kinds of people, some of whom are lazy and do everything so-so; Others are like Friar Sand, sincere, honest and practical; Some are like the Monkey King, vivid and resourceful; Some are like Tang Priest, who are kind-hearted and never discouraged. If we can all become Tang Priest, the Monkey King and Friar Sand in our studies, and have their persistent learning and indomitable spirit, we will certainly succeed.

8. 600-word travel notes on the second day of junior high school

My hometown is Shangyu, where the scenery is charming and it is a beautiful place. Don't believe it? I'll show you!

When the warm spring breeze blows all over the earth, my hometown welcomes spring. The first thing to wake up is the green grass; The birds also woke up, singing cheerful songs and jumping around the branches; The stream is unwilling to be lonely, singing all the way to the sea. Then, peach blossoms, apricot blossoms and winter jasmine ... all rushed to open. Looking from a distance, it is as red as fire, as white as snow and as pink as chardonnay. It's refreshing.

When the sun shines on the earth, summer comes to my hometown. In the hot sun, adults hide in air-conditioned rooms and dare not go out. Flowers droop and curl their heads, and dogs stick out their tongues and hide in the shade. Only cicadas tirelessly cried, "it's so hot! It's so hot! " Only small fish swim happily in the river. The children took off their clothes one by one before their parents woke up from their nap and plopped into the river to swim and play. There are also some children hiding in the shade to catch bugs! Everyone had a good time and forgot to go home!

When geese fly south and yellow leaves dance, autumn comes to my hometown. The fields in autumn are fruitful. In the paddy field, the golden rice bent down. The farmer's uncle enthusiastically followed the harvester and packed the millet bag after bag. In the orchard, uncles and aunts are busy putting fresh oranges, chestnuts and grapes into exquisite boxes, and then sending baskets to all parts of the country.

Winter came to my hometown when the north wind roared and snowflakes danced. After the heavy snow, the ground seems to be covered with a snow blanket. My friends and I made a snowman and had a snowball fight in the snow. What an interesting time!

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

9. 600-word travel notes on the second day of junior high school

"When the wind blows across the grass, Mount Mani stands in front of you." When I first heard this grassland-flavored song, I yearned for it. I imagine, what kind of scene would it be if the body rose into the clouds and propped up the grassland? Finally-this holiday, the whole family had the opportunity to drive. The scenery along the way was a bit monotonous and desolate, and my eyes hurt. The guide pointed to the horizon ahead: "That's Mount Moni." I opened my eyes and looked at the mountains at the junction of heaven and earth, some green, brown and yellow. "Many people come here, but they are all disappointed." The tour guide added. Disappointed? I'm a little surprised.

Sure enough, as he said, I was really disappointed that the car stopped at the foot of the mountain. The beauty in my imagination doesn't seem to match the cold and towering scene in front of me. "Since I'm here, I should climb to the top of the mountain to have a look." My father greeted me, "Go! Maybe the scenery at the top of the mountain is different. " With some hesitation, I followed in my father's footsteps. Along the way, there are occasional monotonous bird calls and occasionally a few cold rocks. The guide is in front, and we are behind, all the way silent. "Here we are!" My father gave a cry and woke me up.

The wind at the top of the mountain is a little cold, so I wrapped my coat and looked up. Suddenly, I was shocked! I never imagined that my vision could be so wide and my sight could be so far away! The vast plateau stretches endlessly to the intersection of heaven and earth, like a poem, singing on the Mongolian plateau, which seems to have an end and seems to have no end. It is also like a drum, knocking into my heart, seemingly silent but actually speaking. Looking back, a wide river looms large! "That's the Yellow River." The tour guide said calmly. And I can't calm down: Yellow River? Yellow River! Unexpectedly, the Yellow River is at the foot of Mount Moni! This river carrying Chinese civilization is at my feet, so near and so far away. The tour guide also told the story of Mount Mani, which used to be the battlefield of Zhao, and the Great Wall of Zhao stayed here ... I listened carefully, my thoughts churned and my heart surged.

I am immersed in this magnificence, and I am also immersed in the beautiful story of Mount Mani. For a long time, I couldn't calm down. At the moment I went down the mountain, I suddenly had some different feelings: I used to follow the beauty, but I almost gave up halfway, but in the end, the beauty came back inadvertently. How many things are like this in the world? Yes, insist on beauty, beauty, and beauty will definitely show!

10. A 600-word travel essay in Senior Two.

Another May Day and a lively Confucius Temple. In the evening, my mother took me to the Confucius Temple.

As soon as we stepped into the scenic spot of Confucius Temple, my mother and I crowded into the crowd at Wendeqiao. There are so many people on the bridge! You are next to me and I am next to you. Everyone is talking and laughing. Looking at the Qinhuai River, the whole is like a footbridge.

After crossing the bridge, I saw colorful lights, and the characters in Dacheng Hall were bright and dazzling. A large starry sky hung in front of the store, flashing, like a pair of small eyes watching passers-by curiously. Hundreds of floodlights lit up Confucius Temple Square like day.

The Dacheng Hall exudes colorful light, so I went in out of curiosity. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a bronze statue of Confucius in the center. I saw his hands in front of him, his left hand on his right hand, staring at the front, with a solemn expression. There are many stories on both sides. For example, heavy rain is used to control water, but floods are choppy. At this time, Dayu took the rural elders to control water together. They acted quickly, built a wall and finally reached a level.

Further inside, surrounded by two corridors, this is the tablet of Confucius' seventy-two sages. Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all there. I saw a huge portrait of Confucius in the museum. I saw him holding a book in his right hand and a fist in his left hand behind him, as if he were thinking while reading.

Although there were many sages in Dacheng Hall, there were more sages in Gangnam Palace Garden. Just entering the door, you can see the Chinese characters of Gongyuan in the south of the Yangtze River, the ancient imperial examination room in China, and there are two burly generals standing on both sides of the door. Finish them carefully, with bright eyes and cold expressions. On them, it is also written to seek talents for the country and learn from the Ming Dynasty.

These eight big characters. Seeing this, I am glad that there are many talents in the Ming Dynasty. Here I see the tables arranged neatly, and the examiner's seat is at the top. He stared around for fear that someone would cheat. There was silence in the examination room, only the sound of a brush swishing.

Confucius Temple has won the love of Chinese and foreign tourists for its antique flavor.