Diary of primary school students drifting in summer vacation: 6 articles with 400 words.

# Diary # Introduction Drifting, originally a primitive way of wading, became a real outdoor sport after World War II. I have prepared the following contents for you, hoping to help you.

Diary of a primary school student drifting in summer vacation, 400 words.

Life in summer vacation is full of challenges, so I challenged drifting. My father and I came to Anji. I saw beautiful scenery, winding mountains and rivers, and a wisp of Koizumi flowing down from the mountain can be seen everywhere on the roadside, reaching out and touching it, making it cool. Surrounded by mountains, a drifting general pass stands out. After buying the tickets, we took a bus from the ticket office to the starting point. The bumpy mountain road made my heart jump into my throat, for fear that the car would fall off the cliff accidentally.

I arrived at my destination in about half an hour, put on my life jacket and helmet, and started a thrilling drifting journey.

At first, it was a smooth road, and several strangers mixed together and splashed water. What impressed me the most was the first level: a woman was in the way. Thrilling index: five stars. A staff member with a dignified face hooked our kayak with a long bamboo pole and dragged it down the mountain with great strength. The moment I fell into the "cliff", I held my breath and closed my eyes, as if the air had condensed. Grab the handle of the kayak with both hands and get ready to scream. The wind whizzed past my ears. After a few seconds, I landed safely with a bang, splashing and coming back to life, and a hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

With my previous experience, I gradually got bolder and joined their war from time to time, using my helmet as a weapon, scooping up a spoonful of water and throwing it at them. Suddenly the adults are all wet, like a drowned rat. Then I quickly hid behind my father, safe and sound, and secretly laughed.

Then we went down the mountain four times and passed through a tunnel about 200 meters. Time passed unconsciously like this. Two hours later, we finally reached the finish line. My father and I were reluctant to go ashore and embarked on the road back. Goodbye, General Guan!

I will come again!

Drifting is so exciting!

The second diary of primary school students drifting in summer vacation: 400 words

One night during the summer vacation, my father, mother and their good friends boarded expressway and rushed to the Stone Man. It took three hours to reach the destination. We found a hotel and stayed. The next morning, we went rafting in Shirenshan Grand Canyon. First come, first served, this is the rule of the game. So, we started to line up, and finally it was our turn, but some friends of Dad didn't get up. So, only the following people took part in drifting: uncle, aunt, aunt's daughter, father, mother and me.

Drifting has begun. I asked the "Hercules" who sent us the boat to push our boat hard, and the boat slowly slipped to the beginning of the first "slide". I shouted with excitement, as if I were hoarse. Because this is my first time drifting, when I passed the "slide", the "soldiers" on board were in a mess and vulnerable. I played the "slide" several times in a row, and the boat was on fire. I estimate that I have skated for two kilometers. We met a "pirate ship" and the people on board were very skilled. So, we started a big struggle. Just as I was about to open my mouth to scare the enemy, a water bullet first shot into my mouth. I was so angry that I gave them a bomb, too. In this way, we "photographed" me and "exploded" me. Finally, they "bombed" us and then "flew away" immediately. We had to start skating again until we reached the shore, which ended the "Long March".

Three primary school students' summer vacation drifting diary 400 words

Finally, I hope that today, my mother will take me to Fujian Changtai for rafting. I'm so happy! It takes more than four minutes to drive from Chenghai to Fujian Changtai. The scenery along the way was beautiful, but I was too excited to enjoy it. Finally arrived at Tianfu rest stop at eleven noon. After lunch there, we went straight to the drifting hotel.

Wearing life jackets and helmets, the staff told us some precautions, holding bamboo poles, and we dragged kayaks into the water in pairs. I was so excited, but my mother kept saying that I was scared. At first, my mother and I didn't know how to control kayaking. No matter how hard we paddle the bamboo pole, the kayak still rotates 360 degrees on the water. Later, an uncle told us the skills. The bamboo pole must be rowed in the opposite direction before the kayak can move forward. Finally, our kayak is moving forward! When we came to the drowning area, the kayak sank rapidly along the current. My mother and I grabbed the kayak and shouted excitedly. Suddenly, the canoe was stuck on it by a stone and could not move. Several kind uncles and aunts came to help us drag, and the kayak left the stone and returned to the water. We rowed across the wide water, slid over several watersheds and finally reached the finish line.

Back to the drifting hotel, we took a bath, put on clean clothes and got on the return bus!

Diary of four pupils drifting in summer vacation, 400 words.

One day in the summer vacation, my mother said, "Let's go rafting!" " "I am very happy. After several hours' drive, I finally arrived at my destination-Dongjiang rafting. The water there is green and clear; The mountains there are continuous and falling together; The trees there are all over the mountains and lush. We got on the rubber boat and put on life jackets. As soon as we sat on it, we were carried away by the water and covered in water, like a drowned rat. Later, we fought back with a ladle and a water gun. As we fought, we walked slowly forward. We slowly entered the dam, and grandpa told us not to fight. The noise seemed to subside and the dam began to release water. We walked down the slide, and the rubber boat rushed down with the swift river at a very fast speed. We grabbed the rope one by one and leaned forward. We walked past screaming in the mist. After a while, we entered the gentle zone, the current was slow, and the kayak became smooth. I don't think there is anything to be afraid of. I picked up the water gun and fired at it. While having fun, grandpa said, "Be careful, there is a whirlpool ahead." I got nervous and grabbed the rope. The kayak turned several times in the whirlpool and almost turned a few somersaults. Fortunately, the old man has rich experience. He told us to get down, held the bamboo pole by ourselves and told his disciples to row hard. We finally rowed out, and everyone was very happy. Experienced one shoal after another, one gap after another. Finally arrived at the terminal, ending this exciting drifting.

Diary of five pupils drifting in summer vacation, 400 words.

My aunt and I went to Lushan to play. In the evening, we went to Jiujiang and lived at the foot of Lushan Mountain. I fell asleep in anticipation.

The next morning, we went up the mountain by car. I saw a beautiful winding mountain, winding like a sleeping dragon. Overlooking the first step, white clouds are lingering and clouds are lingering. One by one, the top of the mountain sticks out of the clouds, like hibiscus emerging from the water, which is very beautiful.

Halfway up the mountain, I got off and got on the cable car. On the cable car, looking down, the mountain is really steep, as if it had been cut by a knife and axe. Green hills overlap, like a rolling sea.

Ah, there is a clear stream on the top of the mountain, flowing down the winding valley. This is really a good place to drift! I got on the kayak and rowed around in the big pool. Suddenly, a gate opened, and a long hook caught the kayak I was sitting on and pulled it to the front of the gate. "Wow", the torrent washed us down, and I closed my eyes in fear. The kayak landed safely in a large pool downstream, but my heart was still hanging in mid-air. Before our hearts were fixed, another long hook hooked our kayak. Drawing on the last experience, I bravely opened my eyes. Wow! How thrilling!

Going home and sitting in the car, people are talking about the beauty of Lushan Mountain, and I am enjoying the thrilling drifting of Lushan Mountain.

Diary of six primary school students drifting in summer vacation, 400 words.

I have long heard that rafting is an interesting and exciting activity. This summer vacation, I experienced it personally. I put on my life jacket and helmet with my parents, and the three of us got on the rubber boat and set off. The rubber dinghy went down the river and soon entered one torrent after another. I saw the rubber dinghy running around, leaning back and forth, turning up and down, so I had to hold on to the ropes on both sides of the rubber dinghy. When kayaking down the slope along the rapids, my heart seemed to fly, and my whole body was like a river, and I was soaked soon. Before the ship is stable, I don't want to have another "torrent of courage", and my shouts are escalating. Water has been poured into the rubber dinghy, and it's no use throwing it out with our helmets. We had to come down, turn the boat over and dump the water.

The most unforgettable thing is a "capsizing accident". When passing a dangerous beach, a boat rushed from behind and knocked our boat over at once. When I fell into the water, I only felt the surging water waves coming on my face, and people were washed away by the rushing water for several steps. When I finally got up, my mother was still fluttering in the water. We shouted together, "What about Hangzhou? What about Hangzhou?" I kept telling her, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

An hour's drifting is really exciting. On the shore, everyone was soaked to the skin. Although it is very enjoyable, it is really horrible to recall the experience of capsizing!