In study, work and even life, everyone must have come into contact with composition. Composition is a verbal activity that is highly comprehensive and creative.
Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay?
Below is a 400-word composition on the train that I compiled for you. You are welcome to learn from it and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to you.
400-word essay on the train 1 Today at noon, we got off the plane from Ningbo to Urumqi, Xinjiang.
The tour guide who picked us up at the airport first took us to the Grand Bazaar to buy things, and then took us to the car.
In the car, she told us: "We will take a train from here to Yining in the afternoon. It will take us one night, so we will sit on the train." I interjected: "Are there beds on the train?" "Of course there are.
! It’s still a three-story building!” All three of us children cheered, especially Han Yiliang, who jumped up and fell down on the chair with a thud.
We waited and waited, and the seconds seemed like years.
Finally, the hard work paid off—the afternoon arrived.
After entering the train station, the tour guide who picked us up left and we saw the local tour guide - the tour guide who would take us on a tour in the next few days. She gave us train tickets. When the invoice was issued, I really wanted to be at the top, but
After sending it out, I found myself in the middle berth on the 15th. When I got on the train, I saw that my mother and I were separated. What should I do?
Later, sister Jingjing and I changed places.
Then I moved to the middle bunk opposite my mother. I climbed up and saw that it was not high. Then I went to the upper bunk and looked at it. "Oh my God, it's quite high!" I yelled and was shocked.
Really, it was more than 2 meters above the ground. I quickly went down and returned to the middle berth.
After a while, it got dark and the train started moving.
At first, there was a "click-click" sound, but then the train became smoother.
I took a shower and lay on the bed, but I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. I don't know whether it was because it was too hot or because I was too excited to spend the night on the train for the first time.
Later, my mother fanned me and I fell asleep. I didn’t get up until 9:30 the next morning. After I got up, I ate a bowl of instant noodles. Of course, this was also the first time I ate noodles on the train!
Essay on the Train 400 Words 2 Unknowingly, I have spent a day on the train. I woke up in the fresh morning air and was immediately intoxicated by the smell. My vague consciousness immediately woke up. It was really refreshing.
It was already bright at 7 o'clock in the morning, and the sun rose from the east with the swaying rhythm of the train.
Looking out the window from a distance, I saw a faint hint of green in the large yellow. It was like a little red among thousands of greens, turning into a little green among thousands of yellows. The yellow is the earth and the green is the weeds. This reminds me of
A poem called "Grass": The grass grows in the original land, and it dries up and flourishes every year.
Wild fire, in spring.
Doesn't this poem praise the tenacious fighting spirit of weeds and their indifference to poverty?
It seemed to me that I saw a weed sticking its head out under the scorching sun and looking at the beautiful scenery around it, as if saying: "The scenery outside is so beautiful! It's really not in vain that I tried so hard to figure it out." The train couldn't help but wonder on the rails.
Moving forward slowly, on the road next to the railway track, cars are chasing each other like the wind, in full swing. There is a field and woods between the road and the railway, and the tall and powerful trees are like holding their posts.
As motionless as a soldier, the seedlings in the field danced in the breeze, as if to show me its graceful figure.
People come and go on the train, some go to the toilet, some go to brush their teeth and wash their faces, and some have to buy breakfast. The days on the train are really colorful!
Why!
Look at the subtle changes happening on the rails. The two rails merge into one, and the train runs from the first rail to the second rail.
I like life on the train. It makes me experience the magic of nature and makes me meet many new friends. The train is really a magical means of transportation!
400-word essay on the train 3 My grandma and I got on the train. On the train, I saw the darkness of society and the uncivilized qualities of the Chinese people.
The train had finally arrived. It stopped slowly, and many young men swarmed on.
A woman holding a baby in her left hand and holding a child in her right hand was pushed aside.
We got on the train and found our seats.
The car was so crowded that if the car vibrated even slightly, the crowd would sway around.
It's that woman again. She was squeezed in a sea of ??people, and her child was squeezed out of tears. But she wrapped the baby with her own body and protected the child, just like a hen hatching an egg, preventing the child from any harm.
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Finally, when we arrived in Shangrao, everyone got out of the car and bought "Shangrao chicken legs" to eat. Each chicken drumstick sold for ten yuan.
After taking it apart and taking a bite, I realized that I had been fooled.
At this time, the "Shanggrao Chicken Legs" no longer tasted as delicious as before.
The once-famous "Shanggrao Chicken Legs" actually tasted like this.
It’s okay. This is not because the seller’s workmanship is bad, but this is not chicken legs at all, but fake food.
yes!
Nothing can be trusted in China, and some products are fake, even the cooking oil used in daily life is no exception.
I hope that the government can improve the food safety and living standards of the Chinese people. The intensity must be strong, ruthless, and wide-ranging, so that we can truly achieve high quality, low price, and genuine products.
400-word essay on the train 4 During the Spring Festival of that year, we took the train home.