About 500 words in this essay are about 500 words in the first year of junior high school, entitled " the sea of sands - a soft sand of the rivers of north " , and you are welcome to contribute。
The sea of the sand - the journey of the river of the north
It is already the second day that we have reached the north dai river, and we are already familiar with everything around it. Starting today, we will begin to visit the hebei resort, and today we have looked at the maps several times and finally decided to go to the “golden coasts of the south day”。
We ate the fragrance of seafood, and we were rolling around with little bellys, and we were riding in a skating car。
Wow, there's a lot of people in the skating field. I was squeezed into a crowd like a small ants who were not looking at me, and then there i was squeezed into it, like a meat trap, and i looked forward on the rails. God, i was surrounded by three layers of the crowd, and all around and around. It's not ten minutes before i sweat. After more than an hour of suffering, it finally hit me, and i got in line with my mom in a cable car, "oh, my god!" while i was waiting to see someone else's “excellent performances”, there were people who were very well coordinated and who were easy enough to slide down to the bottom, and some who were too scared to go up in the taxiway and stood up scared. One of the aunts, who hesitated to get on the slide, and a little friend next to her, said to her, "mom, if you want to shout, just shout!" as a result, she screamed as soon as she left the taxiway and her voice was deafening and it took a long time before she stopped. I'm standing in line, and it's my turn to move on。
I had boarded up on the slide, and i was looking at someone else, and i wasn't ready, but in order not to lose the name of a “coward”, i had to relax, and i grabbed the skateboard with both hands. And in accordance with the guidance of the instructors, it did the right thing on the board. As soon as the others left, the coach pushed me gently, and i went down the slide like a wild horse. It just slipped, and the wind in the ear was like welcoming guests, "knocking the drums," and it was exciting. Some small grains of sand, too, were so excited that they were dancing, and some flew into my shirt, some into my shoes and some into my neck. Gradually, the skateboard stopped, and i stood up, dragged the skateboard, walked back, barefooted in this fine sand, very comfortable. The sand is thin, soft, and it feels like it's friendly。
Well, it's been a fun day. Next time, i'll play again
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