My parents took me to Shajiabang for my holiday.
Shajiabang is one of the 0/00 red tourist attractions in China/Kloc, including shooting range, water park, ancient bridge, children's playground, hand-cranked boat, Ludang wetland and reed maze.
Walking into the ticket gate, I ran into the scenic spot happily. Crossing the swing bridge, we found a spider web "monster" as high as two stories. I ran over and saw that this place was a paradise for children. Unconsciously, my father had climbed up, and I climbed up not to be outdone. However, I fell down without climbing the rice wine a few times. I was lying there like a swing. ...
Through the reed maze, we came to the old street and tasted a lot of food, including begonia cake, plum blossom cake and dragon beard cake. ...
Next, we came to the dock and took a hand-cranked boat. The boatswain was rowing leisurely while singing boat songs. The boat passed through the reeds, and I held the reeds in my hand and made waves.
Shajiabang is really fun. I really want to live in this place forever
Chapter 2: Traveling to Shajiabang
On sunny days, we are in a particularly good mood. Because, we finally went for an autumn outing. This long-awaited activity has finally begun.
On that day, every grass was so beautiful and every flower was so moving. In the laughter, we came to Shajiabang, the destination of the autumn tour. As soon as we entered Shajiabang, we saw a standing statue. The figures on the statue looked straight and stared into the distance, as if they were going to die in the line of duty ... Later, under the teacher's explanation, we knew that this person was Mrs. A Qing, an anti-Japanese hero.
Following the army, we came to the children's paradise. When we arrived, the park was already crowded with people, including fifth graders, sixth graders, high school students, university students … and even adults. Everyone had a good time. Seeing this scene, we can't help rushing forward and joining this "big family". Jiang Ziyuan and I saw that the seesaw was very interesting, so we rushed to grab seats. After a while, several students joined us, and we worked together to try to lift each other to the top of the mountain ... Not good, one of them was unstable, and I fell down, which caused everyone to burst into laughter. I stood up and patted my ass to play something else. I was playing alone in heaven when I suddenly saw a rope net. Many students are climbing up, and I can't help but try. As a result, when I was in the middle of the class, several male students played tricks and jumped back and forth on the Internet, shaking me up and down, so I had to sit on it and get angry. ...
The autumn tour is short. Soon, we will go back to school, but the joy of this day will remain in our hearts forever.
Article 3: Composition of Shajiabang
On National Day, although it was raining, our family was still very interested. My parents and I went to Shajiabang, an old revolutionary base area.
After arriving at Shajiabang, we went straight to the reeds. Looking around, reeds are everywhere. I saw that the reeds were covered with leaves shaped like short swords and jasper in color, just like Guanyin with a thousand hands. There was a melodious song in the distance, and my mother said in surprise, "Listen, isn't this Mrs. A Qing in Shajiabang fighting the enemy?" "What is Shajiabang? Who is Aqingsao? " I can't wait to ask.
When I came to Chunlai Teahouse, my parents told me the story of Shajiabang while drinking the fragrant Yushan green tea.
Autumn is the time when reeds are in full bloom. Looking from a distance through the window, green reeds are covered with a thick layer of snow. When the wind blows, reeds fly all over the sky, reporting the good news of harvest to people. Looking around, it seems that there is always an attack preparation to repel the enemy; I seem to see the soldiers of the new soldiers hiding in the reeds, and the scouts are quietly rowing the boat under the eyes of the enemy, listening attentively, and my ears seem to hear the banging gunshots echoing over the reeds.
When we walked out of the reeds, it was already afternoon, and the reeds rustled as if to say goodbye to us. The reed brushed my cheek, so warm.
Chapter 4: You visit Shajiabang.
Today, my family and I went to Shajiabang. Shajiabang is located in Changshu, beside Yangcheng Lake, with 2200 mu of reeds. It is one of the largest warm ecological protection and tourist attractions in East China.
Walking into Shajiabang: there are three colors: lake, reed, chrysanthemum and crab fat ... which makes my mood suddenly clear.
Everyone knows that the reeds in Shajiabang are famous. During the Anti-Japanese War, the soldiers of the New Fourth Army and the people of Shajiabang jointly wrote magnificent poems.
With this curious mood, I came to the reeds to have a look and take a walk ... Sure enough, reeds are flourishing in the reeds!
Along the way, we visited the Memorial Hall, Hongshi Village, National Defense Park and Gu Fan Park. ...
Among them, I am most interested in cruise ships. We sat on a big dragon boat and enjoyed the scenery on the river: the river was crystal clear, reeds were everywhere, and rows of tall buildings stood on the river bank. ...
I put my hand into the water on the boat, and although the water splashed all over me, I still felt very happy …
If I had to evaluate Shajiabang, it would be a fairyland on earth!
On the way home, I kept thinking about the beautiful scenery of Shajiabang, and I couldn't forget it. I hope I can go to Shajiabang next time!
Chapter five: Reflections on Shajiabang.
On a sunny weekend, my parents and I happily came to Shajiabang, a long-awaited revolutionary base. When we got off the bus, the beautiful scenery there came into view: the river was gurgling under the ancient wooden bridge, and weeping willows on both sides danced in the wind, as if welcoming our arrival. I can't wait to ask my father to take photos of various scenes for me. Dad took a photo of me with a camera and introduced me, saying, "Linlin, do you know who is the most famous hero in Shajiabang?"
I shook my head. "It's Aqingsao." Dad pointed to the dense reeds on the lake and said loudly, "At that time, the wounded and sick of the New Fourth Army were arranged among the reeds on the lake in order to avoid being surrounded by the enemy. Because of the dense reeds, the wounded and sick of the New Fourth Army escaped the enemy's raid again and again ... "I was deeply touched, and I couldn't help but admire Aqingsao and the local people from the bottom of my heart. "Stop staring. Here comes the boat. Come on up." My mother's gentle call interrupted my meditation. I soon got on the sightseeing boat. The boat disembarked slowly under the control of the boatman. How beautiful! You see, the reeds on both sides are tall and big, about 3-4 meters. When the wind blows, the reeds sway gently with the breeze and turn yellow. Gradually, the river narrowed, only one boat could pass, and the reeds on both sides became tall, big and narrow. I sat in the rickety boat and imagined: I seemed to see the soldiers of the new soldiers hiding in the reeds, and the scouts quietly rowed the boat under the eyes of the enemy, listening attentively; I seem to see that the recovered New Fourth Army has once again repelled the enemy's attack, and the banging of guns seems to reverberate over the reeds.
The rustle of reeds seems to tell this touching story to every visitor who comes here: Mrs. A Qing and the local people, in order to make the sick and wounded recover as soon as possible, continue to fight at the front line, not only tirelessly sewing clothes for each sick and wounded, feeding them food, water and medicine, but also risking their lives to fight the enemy. No wonder Shajiabang became a famous revolutionary base. It is precisely because countless revolutionary martyrs shed their blood that the beauty and tranquility of Shajiabang have led to our beautiful life today. How can we forget these revolutionary martyrs? How can we not cherish this hard-won happiness?
Chapter 6: Traveling to Shajiabang
On Friday night, I was reading a book. "Dad, what does' bang' mean?" I asked curiously. Dad said: "bang refers to a small river ditch leading to rivers in some areas, which is often used as a place name." I then asked, "Where is Shajiabang?" Dad said, "in Jiangsu, it is a famous revolutionary education base ... I can't say clearly at the moment." Tomorrow is Saturday. Let's go and have a look. " "Oh, this is great!" I jumped three feet for joy.
Early the next morning, we set off in the car. Our car is speeding on the highway, and I ask from time to time, "How far is it? How long will it take? " At my urging, we finally came to Shajiabang.
Entering Shajiabang Scenic Area, there is a large-scale wall inscribed by General Ye Fei, and the strategic significance of "East Road Anti-Japanese War" during the Anti-Japanese War is briefly explained. On the left side of Zhaobi is the "Jin Dong Bridge", which was built to commemorate the New Fourth Army's crusade against Japan. Cross the Jin Dong Bridge and come to the Revolutionary History Memorial Hall. This paper introduces the revolutionary struggle in Changshu at that time. There are precious historical photos and revolutionary cultural relics in the museum. I am most interested in heavy machine guns, crooked machine guns and rifles. I have also personally operated anti-aircraft machine guns and mountain guns. Climb the fighters and bombers again and observe them at close range. Finally came to the "Hongshi Village" full of famous customs in the south of the Yangtze River. There is a "Spring Teahouse" here. The wax figure in the teahouse reproduces the scene that Mrs. A Qing outsmarted the enemy. Next to it is a reed, which reminds people that the wounded of the New Fourth Army are recuperating in this reed, and they can only eat reed roots in their suffering.
After visiting Shajiabang, I seemed to see the fierce battle between the brave New Fourth Army and the Japanese invaders in that war-torn era. Aqingsao fought against the enemy; The glorious image of the 18 wounded in the reeds ... I seem to see every martyr laughing, because our motherland is so prosperous; Life in Shajiabang is so prosperous; And we-the future of the motherland is so excellent!
Rest in peace, martyrs! The flag in your hands has been held high in our hands, and we will make it fresher and more colorful! Although you left us, you will always be a huge and solid monument in our hearts! composition
Chapter 7: One-day tour in Shajiabang
In the crisp autumn, white lotus boats are floating in the blue sky of Wan Li. Our school held an autumn outing in Shajiabang.
Early in the morning, everyone came to school in high spirits and talked about Shajiabang in succession. In my imagination, Shajiabang is a beautiful place. The classroom is full of songs and phrases. As soon as Grace arrived, we got on the bus and started our happy journey today.
Looking at the scenery flying backwards outside the window, my heart has already flown to Shajiabang. About an hour later, we arrived at our destination. When I saw the beautiful scenery of Shajiabang, I realized the true meaning of the sentence "Seeing is believing".
After a period of group visits, we were divided into seven groups. My group, I am the group leader, led everyone to the children's paradise. Wow! Everyone speaks with one voice. Xanadu is a sea of people, guests are like clouds, people are buzzing and everyone is happy. Not far away, we saw people playing with hand-cranked boats, only to see them shaking their paddles and swimming around like small fish in the water. It seemed like fun!
Then we came to the reeds. Wow! The lake is as horizontal as a mirror, bright in the mirror, left and right mutually staying, and there is a "caretaker"-reed standing in the lake. Willow by the lake. Graceful, like a girl with long hair. Dress shyly in front of the mirror.
Later, we came to the reed maze, with bamboo growing on both sides, which brought a gloomy feeling to the maze. My heart was pounding with fear, as if a rabbit were jumping in my heart. Everyone walked hand in hand for a while, and it was almost time to gather. We hurried back to the meeting place.
Finally, I went to a small shop and bought a magic egg-fluorescent egg with our family name engraved on it. I hope our family will be happy!
Good times are always easy to pass, and the short trip to Shajiabang is not over yet, so we will say goodbye. We reluctantly left, but my heart is still rippling on the reeds. I hope I can share this happiness with my whole family today!
Chapter 8: Traveling in Shajiabang
Shajiabang is a scenic spot with a very large garden.
When you enter the scenic spot, the first thing you see is a triangular pagoda woven with hemp rope, which is as high as two floors. My brother and I flew there. "I want to climb up!" As I spoke, I grabbed the left and right hemp ropes with both hands and shouted, "Ha!" Body jumped up, hands and feet, left and right bow, as if into an agile little monkey. In this way, I climbed to the seventh floor with great interest. At the same time, my hand feels a slight pain. I raised my hand and looked, "Oh!" My hands were red with hemp rope and my skin was almost worn out. Suddenly I feel weak in my legs, and people are not as heroic as they were just now.
I sat in the rope basket and shouted to my mother, "Mom, I have no strength to climb up again." My mother encouraged me: "Come on, stick to it, you will climb higher!" " "After listening to my mother's words and looking at other boys who climb higher than me, I have confidence again:" They can climb so high, why can't I? "I endured the pain, grabbed a piece of hemp rope in one hand, and pressed my hands and legs at the same time. Hungry tigers usually try their best to push up, and finally I climbed to the tenth floor on the eighth and ninth floors. I shouted, "Mom, I climbed up! I won!"! "Take a picture of me!" With a click, a small victory was frozen at that moment.
I like games, but my mother doesn't. What she likes is taking the ferry. The lake is crystal clear and the reeds are endless. The ferry shuttled through the reeds, turned a corner and saw a large area. Those reeds are naughty, sometimes near, sometimes far away, as if playing hide-and-seek with us. Interestingly, because my brother is too heavy, the boat always leans to one side, scaring my aunt to shout "Don't move! Do not move! Be careful that the boat capsizes for you! " This made everyone on our boat laugh. When reeds were within reach, my brother and I went to pick reeds to play. My brother's hand was pulled, and before I knew it, I was cut by reeds. I witnessed and experienced the sharpness of reed leaves! Until today, when writing a composition, sweat still vaguely stings my wound. I think this is a special gift from Shajiabang!
Although I have gone home, my ears still echo our cheerful laughter among the reeds and the beautiful music my father blew out with reed leaves ... when can I go out to play again? I am looking forward to the next holiday!