To a Japan travel essay 600 words, due August 25, urgent

To a 600-word essay, the title should be creative!

This is the first time I've ever seen this!

What theme

(1)

On Sunday, my father told me to go fishing in the countryside, and I couldn't have asked for more!

I was happy to prepare a fishing rod, a small bucket, bait and other fishing gear, and then I went to the countryside to fish with my father on a motorcycle, I thought, "This time I have to catch a few big fish." It didn't take us more than a few minutes to get to our destination, but I was still too slow. Came to the pond, on the ground "camp". Dad put the rod a pop, the rod swing, the hook reached the designated location. And I do not care what position, just make a strong pop, "haha", I than dad are throwing far. After a long time, no fish caught the hook, so he threw some bait to attract the fish. It really worked, and it didn't take long for the fish to come over. The fish were a little "bad" and splashed water on me. I thought, "Let me catch you and eat you, who let you splash water on me." As I was thinking, I saw my dad pull the rod and hooked a big fish, which was struggling in the bucket as if to say, "It's my fault for being greedy, I fell for his trick, and it's going to be their dinner, 'ooohhh'." I suddenly noticed my floating head moving. I pulled hard, but unfortunately, the hook didn't hold steady, and not only did I not catch any fish, but I also made the line tie a lot of knots. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.

The first time I saw this, I had to reorganize and give the fish a "big siege". After I thought hard, finally thought of "against the enemy" good strategy - "guerrilla warfare", that is, to find where the fish where the fish to go fishing, but also can use the The "lure bomb" - bait to help.

In my careful planning, the fish are one by one on the hook. However, some things still need dad "miscellaneous": like fish hooks hooked too deep, can not be taken out; tie fishing line, take fishing line ......

Time is not early, today is really harvested a lot, I'm going to go home happily eat live and jumping fish! !

(2)

文:钓鱼记》Today, is the fourth day of the May Day holiday, the weather is cloudy with light rain, dad, mom and my good friend Yi Yang's dad and mom went to the outskirts of the city to fish in a small pond.

To the pond, Dad first set up fishing gear, adjust the fishing feed, then began to fish, I looked at my father's float, a moment to sink, a moment to come up, Dad is still motionless, and then a moment, the float was all of a sudden pulled by the fish to the water, can not see, only to see my father forcefully pull the rod up, the fish was caught.

Yi Yang and I are watching fascinated, all want to experience the joy of fishing, in my brother and I and Yi Yang's repeated requests, my father prepared a fishing rod for us, because my brother and I are learning to fish for the first time, so my father bait on the fish, to help us cast the rod down to the water, we stare at the float, a moment later, the float moved a few times, I can not wait to I couldn't wait to pull the rod up and see, oops! The bait was eaten by the fish. Dad said it was because I had lifted the rod too early. After the second bait, I remembered my father's words and patiently watched the float until the float was pulled by the fish and disappeared, or the float fell, I pulled hard, "Ha", the fish was caught, the fish was caught in the water for a while to the right, a while to the left and kept struggling, but in the end it was still caught by me on the bank, into the fish net. I was able to catch the fish and put it in the net. This is called "even the most cunning fish can't beat a good fisherman". /The first thing I want to do is to get a good deal of money from the government, so I'm going to try to make sure that I get the money from the government.

It was a happy day off.

Tour Kunming Safari Park Kunming Safari Park is located in the Golden Temple of Kunming City, Yunnan Province. It is a picturesque, poetic and intoxicating place for leisure and vacation. When we entered the gate, we were greeted by five big words "Safari Park" made of five kinds of colorful tree branches. We rode a battery car to the first place: "Red *** - Baboon." Standing up there and looking down, it was quite a feeling of being on top. The most unique thing about the baboons is that they are red like the red sun in summer - the red ***. We wanted to see what the *** looked like, but the baboons wouldn't face us and kept jumping around in the beautifully decorated garden. Through the baboon park we came to a picturesque little basin with a beautiful view of the mountains. There are cobbled paths that twist and turn in front of us. Turned the lawn, the eyes opened up, the original real scenery here, look at the flowers spread all over the ground: there are pink, like a beautiful colorful sunset; there are red, like a group of brightly colored fire; there are yellow, like a pile of dazzling gold; there are miscellaneous colors, like the sky after the rain that bright and colorful rainbow. Flowers here are colorful, colorful, different forms. They all open their little mouths, up to the little face, spit the aroma, teasing bees, small butterflies around them dancing, buzzing singing, causing the surrounding small ginkgo, sycamore also issued a "wow" laughter, the scene is really delightful. Safari park has: lion museum, tiger garden, wolf forest, bear museum ...... but the most interesting is the bear museum. The bear is the most stupid animal in the animal kingdom, its clumsiness can make us laugh. You do not say, the dog and bear museum in front of the scenery is also interesting, the grass on the ground is tender green, as if the earth laid a layer of green carpet, carpet on the clump of small flowers, a cluster, red red, white snow white, green indigo, green turquoise. Came to the bear museum, we first use a line bolted on a carrot, with a bamboo pole on the end of the line, the carrot to the inside of the bear museum. Hey! Look at the stupid bear stand up, it used one hand to pull the delicious carrot, I lifted upwards, it did not pull. I played with the bear for a long time, it has no strength, two hands together, worshipping the Buddha, it seems to be begging me to give it the carrot, look at its poor look, I had to send the carrot to its arms, it was very happy, showing a sweet smile. It was so happy that it smiled sweetly. Look at the way it ate, it was so naive. Out of the safari park, my excited mood can not be calm for a long time. Zoo in a beautiful place, an animal is like a bright pearl, gathered together is a colorful picture scroll.

<<I like>>

I like to walk in the spring rain, cool raindrops hit my face, ice silk, cool and comfortable. Look down at the tender green grass that just broke out of the ground, slowly growing in the moisturizing rain, and look up at the tall trees, robust and full in the rain rinse.

I love the summer river, in the shade of the trees euphemistically moving. The shadows of the trees cast a soulful deep blue color on the sparkling blue surface of the river, and the water shimmers bluishly under the sunlight, like countless radiant gems.

I love the golden-red leaves in the fall. In the park, in the street, everywhere, yellow-orange-red color pleasing to the eye. I also want to praise it, there is no falling old leaves, where the tender green new leaves?

I like the winter field, the white world. The winter field is flat, white, look at it, there is no edge, only with the sky, swept through a few wisps of white clouds.

I like mountains. Mountains like giants, through the wind and rain, cold and heat and never fall down the mountain, it is like a young strong young man, with strong determination, standing in the sky, motionless.

I love the wind. When the wind gently brushed my cheeks, like a loving mother caressing me with her hand. When the wind blows, the grass, the flowers, the river, the green trees they open their eyes, laughter and joy.

I love the beautiful starry sky. Silent night sitting in the yard, look up at the starry sky, blue-black night moon in the sky, yellow, twinkling stars scattered all over the dome of the sky, lovely little stars blinking watery big eyes, bright crystal. I don't know who set off who, but in short, it was beautiful.

I like the friends I haven't met yet. Like facing the yellow soil back towards the sky hard-working and down-to-earth farmers uncle; like for the people to serve the salesman aunt; also like for the people to get rid of the police uncle; like the country around the same age ......

I like to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. I like to eat with my family, taste mooncakes, enjoy the moon, talk and laugh as a family, play and eat, fun. It's fun to talk and laugh as a family, play and eat. A whole family together is incredibly intimate, warm and sweet feeling from the bottom of the heart.

Also like painting. Pick up the brush in your hand and draw brightly colored flowers, golden sun, birds chirping up and down, and draw the beauty of life, the desire for the future, and the splendor of the world. Whenever a painting is finished, I feel a sense of accomplishment in my heart.

I like nature, I like life, I believe that these likes can make me feel happy and be an optimistic person!

China and Japan

In the past, the two countries held exchanges and learned from each other. In addition to the geographic distance, we have also been able to make use of the same Chinese characters to make our country and Japan closer to each other.

This essay is written in Japanese, and when I adjusted the Japanese language, I had a feeling that I would not be able to do anything.

The same kanji characters are used in the same way as in the same language, and the same kanji characters are used in the same way as in the same language, and the same kanji characters are used in the same way as in the same language. Ki" means "machine" in Chinese and "table" in Japanese. He's "Ye" is used in Japan to make a wish for a leaf and a search for a leaf.

もちろんこれは简体字と日本式繁体字の违いによるもだというのは知っています。

しかし同じ字が全く违う意味として、海を隔てた隣國で生きているのいうののはとても興味深いと感じます。

The people are all the same. The same じくろ髪、くろい目、黄色い肌を持っていますが、きっと违う部分も多くあるのだと思います。

The good part is taken into account, the two countries have been in this country for thousands of years, and privately learn and develop each other and think about it.

Swing the light wind and feel the coziness of the warm winter sun.

Winter, rarely out of the sun, occasionally a few times, then feel precious.

Very favorite winter dusk when the sun, very soft look, gently shining on the opposite side of the residential buildings. And gently sprinkled a piece of afterglow. Let a person more than a weary.

The winter sunset without the summer heat and boring, there is just comfortable, giving people a very different feeling from summer, as if a layer of yarn cast on the body, hazy, although not thick, but light on the body, but also really warm.

Sometimes, a layer of veil to see the sunset, although not so clear, but also good, is not it? Leave a little suspense, a little mystery, a little want to ''peek'' curiosity. The golden golden outer wheel echoes the bright red in the center, so beautiful! Golden sunlight into a ray, universal illumination of the earth, every place has her aroma and breath, that is the breath of nature, the wind blows, it floats in the coming winter solidified air, take a deep breath - ah, that is a difficult to describe the feeling of words can not be expressed out of the wonderful, like a spider's web of clear and transparent, unfathomable, I I think, with the heart to experience to feel it.

Sometimes, I feel that the sunlight is not only beautiful but also very kind, like a mother's hand.

Moreover, the color is also very distinctive, gold in general, no wonder the ancients compared to the old age ''sunset'', but it is to think that they are in the old age compared to the ''sunset'', but it is to think that they are in the old age compared to the ''sunset'', but it is to think that they are in the old age compared to the ''sunset''. '', but just want them to be more valuable in old age, of course, this is a biased understanding.

The afterglow of the setting sun, spread out on the earth, warm, comfortable.

There are a lot of time (of course, the sunset), I am very truly feel the preciousness of the sunset. Because it makes me fond of not only its beauty, but mainly, it is a golden afterglow to give me the maximum degree of warmth, it can make me warmer, and is not numb limbs.

Winter sunset, a girl bathing in the sun.

Winter sunset, the afterglow, gives me warmth, cozy.

This is found on the Internet, you can learn from the sentences and then into their own words is a good article. I hope you finish soon

"Reading the West Lake"

It was an afternoon after the rain had cleared. Across the door of Hangzhou, we followed the guide to the West Lake, the sunniest mood, looking for poetry and picturesque, all over the mountains and lakes.

The West Lake in summer is full of temptation with its flowery branches, glistening water and lush mountains.

Water. Stop at the willow bank by the lake, see the beautiful flow in front of the steps, listen to the birds singing in the branches. Tapestry dance waist, brocade scale game wave. The water lilies welcome the wind and spit out their colors, and the lotus cover spreads the blue haze. Shed a handful of water in the hand, lightly sprinkled on the face, so that the dense water from the open pores into every inch of the skin, with the blood flow throughout the body, refreshing the heart, so that every cell on the body to enjoy a touch of freshness, a cozy.

A boat docked. I hurriedly shook my hands, with the flow of the crowd crowded into the hull, climbed to the top. The head of the boat flowers, surrounded by sparkling, a breeze blowing, lifting the lapel skirt, feel really good, yeah.

Lake. The lake is not big, the faintly beautiful, quiet and soft.

The cruise ship carrying us sailing. Standing on the bow, look into the distance, the long embankment lying wave, the island shaking green. Pavilions and pavilions dotted among them, the blue sky and blue water are printed into an interesting mist such as yarn dreaming of disorientation. Through this layer of ethereal neon dress, do you glimpse her vaguely outside the diarrhea of the spring, the beauty of the deep lake? Do you feel that it accommodates the flow of the river's temperament, the maturity of the weight of the light? No wonder people compare the West Lake to the eyes of Hangzhou, that's because they read her dynamic depth; no wonder Su Shi recited "to the West Lake than the West, light makeup and thick smear is always appropriate", that's because he tasted the wonderful flavor of the West Lake.

Mountains. The mountain is not high, but handsome and mysterious, the brain is full of stories and legends. You see, he bent his arm, he gathered the West Lake in his arms, he guarded the green shade of the soul, he sat on the beauty of life. The same philosophy of existence and the pursuit of the same, so that they walk hand in hand, with a tacit understanding. Show four seasons of oolong silk, and guests **** dance and savor; brew an altar of heavenly wine, and history and culture, let the world for the intoxication ......

Extreme vision in the distance, we see a sliver of chic buildings, leaning against the rolling hills. The poem "Beyond the mountains, beyond the green hills, beyond the buildings, West Lake songs and dances when to rest" looms large. Inside and outside the building, Emperor Song was once happy and smiling. West Lake song and dance of the lingering melody, listening to him faintly do not distinguish between honor and disgrace, the beauty of the beauty of the colorful, more so that he could not stop thinking about it. The people's suffering, no time to ask, the decline of the country, no care. I do not know, abandoned the people of the emperor, ultimately could not escape the fate of the people spurned, rotting in the corner of history. Thousands of years ago, the pianoforte, also has long been transformed into a siren song, constantly reminding people.

Looking back at the Su Causeway and White Causeway Interchange, the light of history piercing the eyes, everywhere filled with the breath of the hero, showing a faction of the lofty weather. Nearly a thousand years of wind and rain, has long been cleansed of the wind and waves of the pavilion of a little blood, Yue Fei, a generation of war heroes, and now rest in peace? He sleeps here. "Green hills are fortunate to bury loyal bones, white iron innocent cast sycophants". Side ear to listen to, "loyalty to the country" oath is still echoing in the sky; raise your eyes, look up to the sky long whistle of the man of iron blood, through the long tunnel of time, is coming to us. Not to mention the golden goose straight into the lair of the hu captives, iron hooves stepped all over the lack of Helan Mountain, is how the thunder and wind, so that the enemy is scared, alone a magnificent, heroic and tragic "Man Jiang Hong", will be able to light the Southern Song Dynasty's 10,000 miles of wilderness, half of the countryside! The heart has no color, how can we show such a bright red? People have no character, how to show so austere? The blood of the heart of the heavens can be seen. He used fearless heroism, call the sun and the moon of the heart, built a sacred altar, standing into the height of the future generations to look up to the world to interpret the essence of life, so that life in the eternal nobility of immortality. Regrettably, Su Bai two embankments are under repair, Yue Temple can not be reached. However, the long fence blocked our body, but could not block our admiration, a righteousness in the heart. So we stood facing the Yue Temple to pay homage to the hero.

History in the green river floating, time like silk slipped through, in a flash the West Lake was left behind, in front of the eyes is the Buddhist net land - Lingyin Feilai peak. There is a saying that "reading history to clear the mind, bao guang righteousness and sharpness; chanting sutra for cultivation, quietly cultivate virtue and conduct". What is gone is the history, what is left is the scenery, and what is sent is the spirit. So we began to meet with Jigong, looking for Buddha; enjoy the Buddhist culture, listen to the ancient temple bell; close to the ethereal realm, dipped in clean water to cleanse the soul, until the twilight clouds together, only to hastily embark on the journey home, but the footsteps are filled with lingering love.

The water is always related to love. The first thing you need to do is to look at the scenery, and you can't get enough of the paintings and the poems.

"Travelogue"

Today, the sky is floating with white clouds, the sun shines on the earth, our family of three busy ready to go to Zhapu's Jiulongshan to play to see the sea there, so that the mood is also relaxed. Early in the morning we took the car to Zhapu, almost to the Nine Dragons Mountain when I found a thin line between the two islands, there are some small black dots on it, close to look at this realized that the original is a bridge, but it is strange, the shape of the bridge is very unique.

Listen to the people there said that the bridge is called "Tongtian Bridge", is not long before the completion of the full length of 208 meters, and only 3 meters wide, due to the bridge is located in the direction of the topography of the terrain conditions are more special, the design breaks the traditional form of bridges, the use of space pre-stressed cable structure and the modernization of the degree of material creation. The bridge was designed to break the traditional bridge form, using space prestressed cable structure and modernized high degree of material creation. Listening to their introduction I have some understanding of the bridge, but I would like to go up and walk around in person.

So I walked up the mountain road, about twenty minutes we came to the bridge, I can not wait to run over, which found the original foot of a small hole, can let visitors directly see the boundless sea, but I also found a few chains on both sides are also slightly shaking, I heart a moment nervous, I thought: this bridge will not have any danger, right? ? Now my mood can be said to be the complete opposite of just now, I really want to quickly leave this bridge is good, I carefully walked forward, finally walked across the bridge, I was gently relieved. I also saw a thousand-year-old tree, this is a camphor tree, from afar it looks like a tall and powerful giant supporting the whole sky. I also traveled to many places, I will not introduce here.

Through this tour, I know a lot of knowledge in the textbooks do not have, especially the "through the sky bridge trip" more exercise my courage.