Enter the sixth grade composition 1 Our comprehensive practical activity this week is to visit Shuicheng. We organized many students to walk into the wholesale market of dry goods and aquatic products.
When I got there, the first thing that caught my eye was rows of neat five or eight stalls, followed by delicious dry goods with seafood flavor, which really made people salivate.
I picked up a prawn, looked at it first, and then added it. It smells delicious! I quickly put the shrimp in my mouth and began to taste it slowly. Observe carefully while tasting: the dry goods here include white shrimp, red shrimp and black seaweed. There are many unknown foods.
There are also various handicrafts made of shellfish that our children like. There are trumpet made of conch, necklace made of small shell and wind chime made of small snail. I can't put it in my hand. Our children had a good time. Some people hold shrimp, some hold yellow croaker, some touch seaweed, some pick up long eels and compete with themselves ... they are very happy.
Such activities let us better understand all kinds of aquatic products in our hometown. Also let us know why there are so many foreign tourists visiting Zhoushan. It turns out that Zhoushan shenjiamen is one of the three largest fishing ports in the world, and it is also the location of a large-scale wholesale market without water city. We are proud of our hometown!
Looking forward to next week, every child in our Class 2 (3) can bring his favorite dry goods to school for comparison, looking forward to …
I once read a sentence: "Huangyao ancient town, like a thousand-year-old collection of poems, has been forgotten on the secluded shelves of the library." When people inadvertently walk by and open this beautiful chapter, they will be immediately conquered by its quaint and elegant style. " Today, my parents took me to Huangyao ancient town, which is called "dream home".
The ancient town of Huangyao has a history of nearly a thousand years. Huang Yao in the misty rain is simple and fresh, solemn and profound, just like a beautiful poem rippling in the mountains. Walking into the ancient town, the scenery of "small bridges and flowing water" can be seen everywhere. The towering ancient banyan trees, clear springs and houses with yellow walls and black tiles have witnessed the long history of the ancient town. In Huangyao Ancient Town, every step you take can make you feel the prosperity of the ancient town, and a feeling of being practical, simple and indifferent will arise. Leisure, tranquility and complacency are the characteristics of life in the ancient town. The clear stream flows through the ancient town, and the karst landform gives the ancient town a wonderful landscape, which has a history of nearly a thousand years, so the town is even older. There are natural stone platforms by the stream for people to wash clothes and fetch water. Rocks of different shapes can be seen everywhere in the ancient town, and the shapes of stone snakes and bats are lifelike. Suddenly, I shouted, "Mom, I stepped on a fish!" " "When my mother heard the sound, she saw a fish-shaped stone three feet long on Qingshi Road. After thousands of years of wind and rain, it was still green, as if it were rolling in a solidified stream. I jumped excitedly step by step, trying to get a little happiness from carp crossing the dragon gate.
When I came to Luotian Mountain, I saw streams with small bridges and continuous arches, which looked like aqueducts in ancient Rome from a distance. On the bank of the stream, there is an ancient banyan tree, its huge trunk extends to the stream, and its air roots hang down from the air and take root in the water. Walking on a row of stepping stones across the river, two or three water ducks who know spring were startled. Trees on the water, ducks on the water, bridges on the water, on a shallow silver stream, reflection, truth and illusion are integrated.
Finally, we came to the ancient stage. This is a pavilion-style building with cornices and upturned corners. The footings are inlaid with large blue stone slabs, and the stage is supported by eight wooden pillars, and the beams and pillars are carved with dragons and painted with phoenixes, with exquisite designs. Pushing open the mottled old wooden door, standing on the ancient stage and watching the crowds coming and going, I seem to hear the music of babbling, as if I saw the bustling audience and actors performing on the stage. ...
Nowadays, this ancient town in a boudoir radiates dazzling light: Hong Kong dramas Tea is the Home of the Strong and Wine is the Wine at Home have made her famous and become a hot tourist attraction, pushing this thousand-year-old town to the world.
Being in Huangyao ancient town, I seem to be walking in Shangri-La, a fairyland on earth and a dream home. ...
Unconsciously entered the sixth grade composition 3, the bus has returned to the campus, and the day's trip has ended. Looking back on the happy manager that day, I was really excited and very emotional!
It's sunny in the morning. After getting on the bus, we listened to the music and enjoyed the scenery along the way, and soon arrived at the destination-Baimaiquan. As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a picture full of autumn: charming weeping willows, green springs, quiet ancestral temples, so many beautiful scenery that I couldn't see anything.
First of all, our army came to Longquan, and the spring water is really "thousands of feet to the bottom, swimming with fine stones, looking straight at it". Spring water emerged from the bottom of the pool like pearls, shining one by one, as if welcoming our arrival. Then we came to the ink spring, which gushed out like ink and was extremely elegant. People rushed to the pool to get water, hoping to get good luck from the ink fountain. Then we came to the well-known Baimai Spring, which was divided into three pools in the shape of a "pin", and the fish in the water swam happily around the bubbles.
Finally, we came to the shrine of Li Qingzhao, the most literary poetess in history. Looking at her thin body and sad eyes, I can't help but think of the famous sentence "curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers" After listening to the introduction of Li Qingzhao's life by the tour guide, I was even more impressed by Li Qingzhao's greatness. Think about the dark society at that time, and then think about Li Qingzhao's miserable life, and you can't help but have a yearning for life and a struggle against the dark forces.
Baimaiquan is beautiful, Qingzhao Garden is desolate, and Li Qingzhao is great. Recalling these pictures, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart. This learning activity has enriched our knowledge, broadened our horizons and relaxed our mood. I have to feel: learning activities are really good!
One day, I became a bug, a white fat silkworm. While foraging with my partner, I slipped and fell off a mulberry tree.
I thought I was dead, but I'm still alive. When I opened my eyes, I was in the depths of a narrow cave, and some candles were lit on the wall, which was emitting faint light. Where am I? I struggled to get up, and messy footsteps sounded outside. Then, the door was rudely kicked open and a group of black ants came in. Each of them is eager to try using a knife and fork. Obviously, I was regarded as their delicacy. I plunged into the guard who desperately opened the door and rolled out in one breath. Behind him came a binge drinking: "Chase!"
I wriggled in the ant nest in despair and bewilderment. There are more "holes" here than "three caves of cunning rabbits"! Finally, I escaped from the ant nest!
"oh! No! " I seem to be stuck in something, and the more I struggle, the tighter I get. I think this is a spider's web. Not far away, two green eyes lit up, eyes full of greed. I watched her coming towards me step by step, feeling the slight vibration of the spider web, and my heart was in my throat. She stopped in front of me as if looking at me. "You go!" For a long time, she said to me, "You don't look delicious, and besides, I'm full." She let me go. I can't believe it. I kept running until I couldn't see the cobwebs. I'm still shocked.
It's already evening outside, the red sunset has dyed the surrounding clouds red, and a few chirping birds occasionally fly over the quiet sky. Crickets sing elegant songs and fireflies play small lanterns. Night arrival. ...
Yesterday was a special day, because I participated in a meaningful social practice activity with my classmates in Class 6 (3) of Youth Palace-"Cherish life and walk into the fire."
At 8: 35 in the morning, we set off. I have been thinking along the way: what is the county fire brigade like? What are we doing there? With this series of questions, 20 minutes later, we finally came to the county fire brigade.
As soon as I entered, a huge red fire truck came into view, and some fire-fighting appliances were neatly placed next to it.
After we assembled, we went upstairs and visited the fire propaganda room. The wall inside is covered with all kinds of propaganda pictures about fire safety, introducing a lot of escape knowledge and fire precautions. Then, Uncle Huo asked us to pay attention as much as possible. Then, the fire uncle asked us to try to simulate the alarm, and then introduced us to the fire suit and told us a lot.
After the visit, we went back to the playground downstairs. Then, the fire uncle introduced us to the use of the fire fighting equipment and fire engines.
After the introduction, we started the following practical activities-wearing fire clothes. Hu Meng in our class was chosen by luck. When he put on his fire suit, he couldn't help being handsome and even posed several times.
Then, another escape drill was conducted. The students got into the "escape simulation tent" one after another, and I followed closely. It was dark as soon as I entered, and I couldn't see my fingers. I can only walk by feeling. The air inside is bitter, like dust inhaled from the nose. Silence brought depression to the people inside, as if isolated from the world. For an instant, I felt the horrible smell in the fire, because I had never felt this way before.
After a while, I came out and felt as if I had just returned to reality from my dream, which was very wonderful.
Finally, we also conducted a "fire drill". Uncle Fire first introduced the use of fire extinguishers, and then gave us a demonstration. Let the students experience it by themselves. Everyone crowded up and lined up. Unfortunately, there are so many people that I can't put out the fire with a fire extinguisher.
At 10: 00 in the morning, the social practice activity of "Cherish life and join in fire fighting" was successfully concluded. Although it's over, my heart is still full of aftertaste, and I hope I can come again in the future.
Junior high school life is like coffee. Bitter. Junior high school life. I wonder who touched the bitterness in the colorful world. Created you, coffee. I complain. My junior high school life is like coffee. Take a sip and you will feel bitter.
However, add some sugar to the coffee. Sweetness appears in your mouth. So you fell in love with it.
Life in junior high school is the same.
Pixing Dai Yue shuttles between classrooms, canteens and toilets in the school every day. He has to listen and take notes in class, and there are piles of exercises after class. He has to study by himself in the morning and evening. Nearly ten classes a day, he just does nothing, just sits uncomfortable and has to endure. I have to make up lessons on weekends. Learning is really difficult. Perhaps this is the direct reason why many young students are tired of learning and give up learning.
But my friend. Have you ever thought about the fun of reading? You will not hesitate to say: What's the fun of reading? Actually, reading can be fun. When reading, you can learn a lot of cultural knowledge to enrich yourself; You can learn the truth of being a man and make yourself cultivated; You can learn truth, goodness and beauty and make yourself temperament; You can also make many friends, so that you are no longer lonely. Why not do it?
Entering junior high school, maybe you are smooth sailing and everything goes well; Maybe you have a lot of troubles and worries. But under the interaction, help and learning between people, you will eventually have a lot of feelings: there is help in communication, disharmony in help, sadness in disharmony, and friends after sadness; There are also strong when frustrated, crying when strong, and joy after crying; If you lose everything that belongs to you, you will know how to cherish it ...
When you enter junior high school, no matter what your experience is, you will grow up day by day, get rid of naivety, put on maturity, bid farewell to childhood and move towards brand-new youth!
Entering junior high school, I wish you all the best and smooth sailing!
On April 22nd, the sun was shining, and the sun warmed the earth. Participated in the interview experience of Xinhua reporter entering the traffic police brigade.
In the accident handling hall of the traffic police team, we saw the window for receiving police and handling accidents, which is where the traffic police uncle usually receives police. Then, walking inside, we came to the "Traffic Accident Cases" exhibition board, where traffic accident cases from 20xx to 20xx were summarized. It's heartbreaking that a happy family was killed in a few seconds. We also learned the cause of the accident, and let me know that a small action can cause huge losses, even life safety.
After visiting the accident case display board, the experience I am looking forward to is about to begin. We will go to the crossroads as propagandists and be small traffic policemen. The traffic police uncle handed two groups of students a pile of safety knowledge leaflets and asked them to distribute them to passers-by to introduce the causes of traffic accidents. Then send two groups of students to stand at the crossroads. When the green light is on, they put down their small flags, and when the red light is on, they raise them. I was assigned to a team holding a small flag to command and guide passers-by to obey the traffic. When the red light came on, I held up the little flag and suddenly found three uncles running the red light. They didn't realize a car was coming. Fortunately, they ran fast, otherwise the consequences would be very serious. I really hope this phenomenon won't happen again. Life is the most precious thing among all treasures.
The traffic police silently defended our lives regardless of their own dangers, rain or shine. Here, I want to say: we should keep traffic laws in mind and put them into action, and call on everyone to abide by them together. Thank you, Uncle Traffic Police.