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段旅程作文800字 篇1

是一片氤氲，缭绕的是绿色的小山。

It is a dense place, surrounded by green hills.

今天来爬山，也是溶这黛色里。

To climb the mountain today is to dissolve the dark color.

当脚踏上灰色的道路，我的心跳快溢出胸膛。“加油”心底响起呐喊。

When stepping on the gray road, my heart beats out of my chest. "Come on," my heart cried.

小路是沿山体修筑的，蜿蜒而上。坡度也并不算小——向前进的力，一方用于向上，一方用于向前。速度自然慢下来。时间一分一秒地过去。心海中的浪花泛起，滚滚前涌。

The path is built along the mountain, winding up. The slope is not small - the forward force, one side for upward, the other side for forward. The speed will naturally slow down. Time went by minute by second. The waves in my heart are rising and rolling forward.

怎么还没到啊？

Why haven't we arrived yet?

想停下来歇息，大队确实不等人的。一咬牙，走！晴光从树叶中透下来了，同时渐渐不再冷清，而是成了一束打在背上的火热。汗，为了应景也渗出来，顾不得擦。我不能再浪费时间，脚心的刺痛早已使我慢下太多。鹬似从水边飞起来了。此时，但不确定——没有专注去看。岸也被几份蓊郁遮去。只听见“吱吱”的杂碎声。“苏欣然”，妈妈催促的声音急切又有些恼，我只能加快了，我以为我要跑起来！大队排在盘山公路的一圈末，我在头这边。脚在地面“滑过”，却也经历了“许久”才扑向妈妈的怀里。海面终是平静下来，星星狡黠地朝水中折射自己。

If you want to stop and have a rest, the brigade is really waiting for no one. Grit your teeth and go! The clear light came down from the leaves, and at the same time, it was no longer cold and cheerless, but became a bunch of fiery heat on the back. Sweat also seeps out in response to the situation, and can't be wiped. I can't waste any more time. The sting of my feet has already made me slow down too much. The snipe seems to be flying from the water. At this time, but not sure - did not focus on looking. The shore is also covered by several thick trees. Only the "squeak" noise was heard. "Su Xinran", my mother's voice was urgent and annoyed. I had to speed up. I thought I was going to run! The brigade was at the end of a circle of winding mountain road, and I was at the head side. The feet "slipped" on the ground, but it took "a long time" to jump into my mother's arms. The sea finally calmed down, and the stars refracted themselves cunningly into the water.

牵上妈妈的手，再走走。

Take my mother's hand and walk again.

“妈妈走不动了，等会儿再走吧。”

"Mom can't walk any more. Let's go later."

我没听见，因为我看见了山壁上的一朵小黄花。猜它是野生的菊花吧。它是那样玲珑，一杆坚挺的脊梁。一阵风拂来，拂动了很高处的碑石。沿边的小石子从上面纷沓而至。看来，小黄花将迎来一场流星雨了。小黄花似乎感觉到了什么，花瓣倾一倾，霎的又回到原位了。

I didn't hear it, because I saw a small yellow flower on the mountain wall. Guess it's a wild chrysanthemum. It is so exquisite, a strong backbone. A gust of wind blew the high stone tablet. The pebbles along the edge poured down from above. It seems that Xiaohuanghua will usher in a meteor shower. The little yellow flower seemed to feel something. The petals tilted and suddenly returned to their original position.

碎石自然不忍伤害它。

The crushed stone can't bear to hurt it.

牵上妈妈的手，接着走。

Take my mother's hand and go on.

我边走边想，或许这就是南方的山水吧。看上去仅仅是小山丘，不细走，是不能明白小山丘的倔强的。沙裹上湿润的土，砾融入流淌的涧。我和妈妈步入循环往复的坎坷中。

As I walked, I thought, maybe this is the landscape in the south. It looks like a small hill. If you don't walk carefully, you can't understand the stubbornness of the hill. The sand is wrapped with moist soil, and the gravel melts into the flowing stream. My mother and I stepped into a cycle of ups and downs.

越上山走，风越大。阳光也愈发耀眼。我却亲眼见到了，更多的小黄花簇团怒放。鹬并肩在山谷中徘徊飞翔。心海奔腾了。

The higher you go up the mountain, the stronger the wind is. The sun is shining more brightly. But I saw with my own eyes that more small yellow flowers were in full bloom. The snipe hovered in the valley side by side. The sea of heart is surging.

待我来到山顶，已是正午。白雾早就消散在一支支光箭的交点，只有雾魂飞魄散前的身影隐约在对面的山头密密地斜织着。

By the time I got to the top of the mountain, it was noon. The white fog had already dissipated at the intersection of light arrows, and only the figure before the fog was scared was looming on the opposite hill.

“喂！”

"Hello!"

不知谁的喊声，回荡在黛色中，反复，反复，直到听不见了。伴随着这一切，我心海中的太阳也驱逐地平线而升，日出了。

I don't know whose voice echoed in the dark color, repeatedly, repeatedly, until it was inaudible. With all this, the sun in my heart also rose from the horizon, and the sun rose.

青山高处轻风徐徐，听，谁的低语浅说。

The wind is gentle on the high green hill. Listen, who is whispering.

段幸福的旅程作文 篇2

在这个世界上，我们常常侧耳聆听着大自然。在大自然中，我们寻觅“明月松间照，清泉石上流”的韵味、“蝉噪林逾静，鸟鸣山更幽”的幽雅、“红树醉秋色，碧溪弹夜弦”的'意境……

In this world, we often listen to nature. In the nature, we look for the charm of "the moon shines among the pines, the clear spring rocks flow up", the elegance of "the cicadas are noisy in the forest, the birdsong mountain is more secluded", and the artistic conception of "the mangroves are drunk with the autumn scenery, and the blue streams play the night strings"

诗词的韵味是需要用心灵去倾听的。

The charm of poetry needs to be listened to with your heart.

吟诵诗词时是需要去细细品位的，品味其中的奥秘所在之处。慢慢的，你将会体会到作者的心境、作者所处的意境。到那时，你就会发现：原来诗词是那么的迷人，品味起来仿佛身临其境一般，如诗如画，与作者同悲伤共豪放。每当我吟诵到李白的《静夜思》：“床前明月光，疑是地上霜。举头望明月，低头思故乡。”便想到：就寝时床前洒满月光，如同降了一地白霜。抬头仰望，一轮皓月当空，千里清光，月是故乡明，安能不思乡？顿时，心头微微一震，作者用寥寥几笔便简明的勾勒出了月夜的美景，真切地抒发了游子思乡的深情。我不禁心头一酸。

When you recite poetry, you need to carefully taste the mystery. Slowly, you will realize the author's mood and artistic conception. At that time, you will find that the original poetry is so charming that it tastes as if you are in the scene, poetic and picturesque, and share the sadness and boldness with the author. Every time I recite Li Bai's Meditation in the Silence of the Night: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and bow my head to think about my hometown." I think: When I go to bed, the moonlight sprinkles all over the bed, just like the frost on the ground. Look up, a bright moon is in the sky, thousands of miles of clear light, the moon is the hometown of Ming, can you not miss home? Suddenly, my heart was slightly shocked. With a few words, the author concisely outlined the beauty of the moonlit night and truly expressed the homesickness of the traveler. I can't help feeling sad.

当我在妈妈的臂弯中呀呀学语、蹒跚学步开始，妈妈就开始教我：“鹅鹅鹅，曲项向天歌。白毛浮绿水，红掌拨清波。”所以，那“鹅鹅鹅……”的歌一般的声音便是我童年记忆中最美妙的回音。吟诵到这儿，又使我的眼前不由得出现一幅完美的画卷：仿佛记忆起回到家乡时的情景。这个坐落在山脚下的小村庄，村庄前有一条延绵不断的小河，整日整夜地不停流淌着。每天清晨，当薄雾还没有散去的时候，便能在清晨那朦胧中隐约听见几声若有若无的鸣叫“鹅，鹅，鹅”，那是一群大白鹅在向小河边走去。看来，小河的确是大白鹅们的天堂。渐渐的，清晨的最后一丝薄雾悄然而去，家家户户开始做早餐，村庄中炊烟袅袅，给蔚蓝的天空蒙上了一层灰色的“幕布”，使一切变得迷蒙。这是多么美丽而和谐的乡村美景啊。

When I babbled in my mother's arms and began to learn to walk, my mother began to teach me: "Geese, geese, singing to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the red palm waves." Therefore, the song like voice of "geese, geese..." is the most wonderful echo in my childhood memory. When I recited here, a perfect picture appeared in front of my eyes: as if I remembered the scene when I returned to my hometown. This small village is located at the foot of the mountain. In front of the village, there is a continuous river that flows all day and all night. Every morning, when the mist has not cleared up, you can vaguely hear a few vague cries of "Goose, Goose, Goose" in the early morning hazy. That is a group of big white geese walking towards the river. It seems that the river is indeed a paradise for the big white geese. Gradually, the last mist of the morning slipped away, and families began to cook breakfast. The smoke curled up in the village, which covered the blue sky with a gray "curtain", making everything confused. What a beautiful and harmonious rural scenery it is.

诗词是心灵的窗户，表达了作者心底深切而有真诚的情感。诗词是需要用心灵去聆听的。诗词是石阶，一级一级通向智慧的天堂；诗词是冰砖，一点一点融化的都是思想上幸福的结晶。总而言之，品味诗词就是一种品味幸福的旅程……

Poetry is the window of the soul, expressing the author's deep and sincere feelings. Poetry needs to be listened to with the heart. Poetry is a stone step, which leads to the heaven of wisdom; Poetry is an ice brick, and what melts little by little is the crystallization of ideological happiness. In a word, tasting poetry is a journey to taste happiness

段旅程作文800字 篇3

背上记忆的行囊，踏上前行

forward的方向。

Put on your memory bag and step forward.

成长的旅程，短暂又漫长，身后温暖的行囊总能给我前进的力量。

The journey of growth is short and long. The warm luggage behind me always gives me the power to move forward.

初程

Initial project

十四年前，上帝一时兴起随手一指，我便呱呱落地，出生在一个小而温馨的家中。我生命的旅程，从此开始。

Fourteen years ago, I was born in a small and warm home when God gave me a free hand. The journey of my life starts from now on.

依稀记得，小时候的我，很“笨”，学写字时怎么也握不好笔，写出来的字也横七竖八，简直就是“鬼画符”。

I vaguely remember that when I was a child, I was "stupid". When I learned to write, I could not hold the pen well, and the characters I wrote were also in disorder, which was simply a "ghost drawing".

上幼儿园时，老师教我们写“五”，可是我就是写不好。

When we were in kindergarten, our teacher taught us to write "Five", but I just couldn't write it well.

老师被我弄的不耐烦了，让我自己回家练习。

The teacher was impatient with me and let me go home to practice myself.

那天晚上，妈妈就一直坐在我身旁，看着我一笔一划地写。然后把我抱在腿上，她的大手握着我的小手，在纸上写下一个又一个工整的“五”。

That night, my mother had been sitting beside me, watching me write every stroke. Then she held me in her lap, her big hand holding my small hand, and wrote down neat "five" on the paper one after another.

我依稀记得，她在我耳边轻轻地，轻轻地说：“慢慢来，别急，别急……”

I vaguely remember that she whispered in my ear: "Take your time, don't worry, don't worry..."

正是母亲那一声声“别急”，让那么笨的我学会了握笔，学会了写字；也正是那一声声温暖的“别急”，让我在旅程中每每遇到困难总会勇敢面对吧。

It was my mother's voice "Don't worry" that made me learn to hold the pen and write; It is the warm "Don't worry" voice that makes me brave when I encounter difficulties in the journey.

前行

forward

许是体质不好的缘由，上了初中后，体育测试长跑一项，我总是格外吃力。

Maybe it is the reason for my poor physique. After I entered junior high school, I always had extra difficulty in the long-distance sports test.

随着裁判老师一声令下，同班的同学们都如离弦之箭般飞奔出去，我努力迈起步子，拼命追赶在我前一名的同学。

At the command of the referee teacher, my classmates all rushed out like arrows from the bow. I tried to catch up with my former classmates.

不一会儿，我就开始张开大嘴，上气不接下气，双脚也像拴上了石头，又重又麻，整个人都如离开水无法呼吸的鱼。

After a while, I began to open my mouth, out of breath, and my feet seemed to be tied to a stone, heavy and numb. The whole person was like a fish that could not breathe without water.

在经过操场那边时，同班备跑的男生都在旁边大声地喊：“姚紫阳，加油！加油！……”

When passing the playground, the boys in the same class who were ready to run shouted: "Yao Ziyang, come on! Come on!......"

那一声声加油，仿佛给了我无穷的力量，我鼓足勇气，终于，超过了一个，又超过了一个……加油的声音越来越大，如雷贯耳。我的眼前莫名的有些模糊有些模糊，我迈开大步，奋力向前冲去……

The sound of cheering seemed to give me infinite strength. I mustered up courage and finally surpassed one another... The sound of cheering became louder and louder. My eyes are inexplicably vague. I take a big step and rush forward

到达终点，我依然没满分，但心中却暖暖的，我觉得很幸福。那一声声的“加油”，让我跑出了自己最好的成绩，也正是那一声声加油，让我旅程中的疲惫一扫而空，有了继续努力前行

forward的动力！

远方

distance

坐在教室中，老师在讲台上认真地讲课。同学们笔声沙沙，中考的预备铃早已打响。

Sitting in the classroom, the teacher carefully lectured on the platform. The students screeched and the preparation bell for the high school entrance examination had already rung.

老师们比同学们更着急，更紧张，他们日复一日，风雨兼程，是我们最坚实的后盾。上课、讲题、上课、讲题……老师的辛苦大家看在眼里，疼在心中。

The teachers are more anxious and nervous than the students. They are our most solid backing, day after day, through trials and hardships. Class, lecture, class, lecture...... The teacher's hard work is seen in the eyes and hurt in the heart.

看到老师不经意间眉头紧皱，双手揉着太阳穴，我们愧疚，我们感动。我们能做的是，惟进步不止步！

We felt guilty and moved when we saw the teacher inadvertently frowning and rubbing his temples with his hands. What we can do is to make progress!

旅程，还在继续，背上的行囊，温暖如初。

The journey is still going on, and the luggage on your back is as warm as ever.

长路漫漫，感谢有你们，相伴！

It's a long way to go. Thank you for your company!

段幸福的旅程作文 篇4

惊艳你的蝴蝶，很少有人知道她化茧成蝶之前的模样；使你迷恋的鲜花，你看不到她内心的脆弱与苦涩。冰心曾说：成功的花儿，人们只惊羡她现时的明艳。然而当初她的芽儿，浸透了奋斗的泪泉，洒遍了牺牲的血雨。成长总是很美，他让我怀念这个过程，怀念这个过程中的所有经历。

The butterfly that amazes you, few people know what she looked like before she turned into a butterfly; The flower that makes you infatuated, you can't see the fragility and bitterness in her heart. Bing Xin once said: People only admire her present brilliance for her success. But at the beginning, her bud was soaked in the tears of struggle and the blood rain of sacrifice. Growth is always beautiful. He made me miss this process and all the experiences in this process.

我是尘世间微不足道的一粒种子，梦想着有朝一日能开出绚烂的花朵。

I am a negligible seed in the world, dreaming of blooming flowers one day.

起初，我无意间散落在泥土里，来到这个世界中，我怀着无比的期盼与期待来感受这个世界的美丽。我悄悄地躲进泥土深处，看着镜子前的自己：又弱小又丑陋。我不禁把身子又缩了回去。抱着头，深深埋怨，你为什么不美丽？我担心自己，一声声的抽泣声，让我觉得心酸，我这么丑，出去探头，定会到嘲笑。墙角边，是一只小蜗牛，在奋力不屈地往上爬，一步一步，坚定而有力量。“不！我要忍辱负重，不屈向上！”一场暴雨过后，我成长了。成长的路上，我学会了迎难而上，我学会了坚强，我似乎身子变大了，也挺拔了不少。在饱经风吹雨打的日子里，周围的草哥哥花姐姐们也更是惊艳了不少。他们有着出众的外表和迎着朝阳的笑脸，仿佛与生俱来的非凡的气质，我羞愧地低下头。远处树枝上，花骨朵儿的花苞是低头娇羞的温柔。我虽不美丽，也不出众，但我有着最纯净的心，我振作起来，昂首挺胸，继续向上成长路上，我保持着最纯洁的心灵。

At first, I accidentally scattered in the soil and came to this world. I felt the beauty of this world with incomparable expectations and expectations. I quietly hid in the mud and looked at myself in front of the mirror: weak and ugly. I can't help shrinking back. Holding your head and complaining deeply, why are you not beautiful? I was worried about myself. The sound of sobbing made me sad. I was so ugly. If I went out to look, I would laugh. At the corner of the wall, there was a little snail, who was struggling to climb up, step by step, firm and powerful. "No! I will endure humiliation and be unyielding!" After a rainstorm, I grew up. On the way of growing up, I learned to rise to the challenge, I learned to be strong, I seem to have become bigger and more upright. In the weather beaten days, the brothers and sisters around the grass and flowers are also more amazing. They have outstanding appearance and smiling faces facing the rising sun, as if they are born with extraordinary temperament. I am ashamed to lower my head. On the distant branches, the flower buds of Huaguduoer are tender and shy. Although I am not beautiful or outstanding, I have the purest heart. I cheer up, hold my head high, and continue to grow up. I maintain the purest heart.

日光的色盘被暖色调的很淡，也很温和。周围郁郁葱葱的树叶环绕着我，我渐渐长出花蕊，我开始扬起头，阳光照在我的身上，温暖又明亮。周围林荫小道里悠闲散步的妇女和几位大爷精彩的棋局。微风拂过，我终于释然了，这和谐的画面，令人陶醉。寒冬来临，一场鹅毛大雪，我不禁把身子再一次缩回。银装素裹，大地沉默，远处有几枝红梅，傲雪凌霜，依旧挺拔。我不甘，不经风雨，怎会迎接下一次绽放？我期待下一个春天。

The color plate of sunlight is very light and gentle by warm colors. The lush leaves around me, I gradually grow stamens, I began to raise my head, the sun shines on my body, warm and bright. The women strolling along the tree lined path around and the wonderful chess games of some uncles. When the breeze blows, I am finally relieved. This harmonious picture is intoxicating. When winter came, I could not help drawing back again because of the heavy snow. The earth is silent, and there are several red plum trees in the distance. They are still tall and straight. I am unwilling to meet the next bloom without wind and rain? I look forward to the next spring.

成长的路上，我有着最刚强的毅力。

On the way to growth, I have the strongest perseverance.

第二年春天，不出所料，我在阳光洒满院子的时候再一次绽放了！周围一团团小花问：你怎么做到的？我笑着说：

The next spring, as expected, I bloomed again when the sun was shining all over the yard! Little flowers all around asked: How did you do it? I smiled and said:

感谢成长中的艰难险阻，感谢成长中遇到的每一个人，怀着一颗最坚强、最纯净的心，相信你也可以绽放属于自己的美丽，迎来成长的旅程！

Thank you for the difficulties and dangers in your growth, and thank everyone you meet in your growth. With the strongest and purest heart, I believe you can also blossom your own beauty and usher in the journey of growth!

段幸福的旅程作文 篇5

在1695年前的今天，0318年4月26日（农历三月初十），司马睿登基。司马睿（276—322）即晋元帝，317年~322年在位。司马懿曾孙，司马觐之子。十五岁时袭封琅玡王。

Today, 1695 years ago, on April 26, 0318 (the tenth day of the third month of the lunar calendar), Sima Rui ascended the throne. Sima Rui (276-322), the Yuan Emperor of the Jin Dynasty, reigned from 317 to 322. Sima Yi's great grandson, the son of Sima Jin. At the age of 15, Xi Feng was the king of Langya.

公元307年（晋永嘉元年）任安东将军、都督扬州江南诸军事；结交王导后，认为“导知天下已乱，遂倾心推奉”，便对他“雅相器重，契同友执”。司马睿出镇下那，王导就担任安东司马，而王导“军谋密策，知无不为”。在王导主谋下，司马睿出镇建康（今江苏南京），依靠中原南迁大族，联合江南大族顾先贺循等，统治长江中下游和珠江流域。

In 307 AD (the first year of Yongjia in the Jin Dynasty), Ren Andong was the general and the governor of all the military forces in the south of Yangzhou; After making friends with Wang Dao, he thought that "he knew that the world was in chaos, so he was devoted to promoting", so he "valued his good looks and agreed with his friends". When Sima Rui left the town, Wang Dao served as Anton Sima, and Wang Dao "planned the military and made secret plans, knowing everything". Under the guidance of Wang Dao, Sima Rui left Jiankang (now Nanjing, Jiangsu), ruled the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River and the Pearl River basin, relying on the southward migration of the Central Plains and the alliance with the Jiangnan family Gu Xianhe Xun.

1954年4月26日至7月21日，苏、美、英、法、中五国外交会议在日内瓦国联大厦举行。

From April 26 to July 21, 1954, the diplomatic conference of the five countries of the Soviet Union, the United States, Britain, France and China was held at the League of Nations Building in Geneva.

其实幸福就如一段旅程，我们总是会说服自己，相信雨后会有彩虹。然而我们却又会在一段旅程过后迎来一轮新的烦恼，为其感到挫败。但是我们仍坚信当这件事过后，我们可以更快乐一点。我们的人生总是充满了挑战。所以我们为了更好地迎接挑战，总用最管用的方式，过着让自己更舒服的生活。

In fact, happiness is like a journey. We always convince ourselves that there will be a rainbow after the rain. However, we will encounter a new round of troubles after a journey and feel frustrated. But we still believe that we can be happier after this event. Our life is always full of challenges. So in order to better meet the challenges, we always use the most effective way to live a more comfortable life.

我最喜欢阿尔弗雷德·苏泽说过一段话。他说：“一直以来，我感觉真正的生活来了。但是在他前面总是有一些障碍、一些问题需要搞定，比如未完成的工作，要履行的义务，待付的账单。当这些事情解决后你才能开始自己的一天。后来我才觉悟到这些生活的琐事就是我的人生。”这样的想法使我认识到幸福本身是没有方式去追寻的，。因为寻找幸福的本身就是幸福的事情

I like Alfred Souser's words best. He said, "I have always felt that the real life is coming. But there are always some obstacles and problems to be solved in front of him, such as unfinished work, obligations to be fulfilled, and bills to be paid. You can start your day only after these things are solved. Later, I realized that these trivial things in life are my life." This idea made me realize that happiness itself has no way to pursue,. Because the search for happiness is itself a happy thing

妈妈总说要珍惜你所拥有的一点一滴，因为时光不等人，所以不要等你毕业之后，才想要去校园重新享受校园带给你的幸福；别等到你退休了，才发现自己工作的不努力；别等到你重获新生后才意识到人生本是：莫待来日，及时行乐。

Mom always said that you should cherish every bit of what you have. Because time waits for no one, so don't wait for you to graduate before you want to go to the campus to enjoy your happiness again; Don't wait until you retire to find that you are not working hard; Don't wait until you are reborn to realize that life is: Don't wait for tomorrow, and have fun now.

幸福就如同旅行，但没有设置终点站。所以，不要想着为钱工作，为毕业、家长而学习，敞开心扉不怕伤害的去体味幸福，像旁若无人的跳舞，自己感受那淡淡的、微笑的、简单的幸福。

Happiness is like a journey, but there is no terminal. So, don't think about working for money, studying for graduation and parents, and open your heart to appreciate happiness without fear of harm. Like dancing like nobody else, you can feel the light, smiling and simple happiness.

段幸福的旅程作文 篇6

人生是一段旅程，艰苦过，奋斗过，失败过，高兴过，伤心过······酸甜苦辣咸，蕴含了多少人生哲理，旅程上的火苗又有多少呢？这是值得我们慢慢回味的。

Life is a journey. We have experienced hardship, struggle, failure, happiness, heartbreak... How much life philosophy is contained and how much fire is there on the journey? This is worth our slow aftertaste.

在童年时，我喜欢跟爷爷说：爷爷就像古时候的“白起”侍奉着我这位小皇帝。想起爷爷，一串串数字就像阶梯一样，一直在我的脑海中飘荡。在那个物质并不富裕的年代，在我们那个并不富足的家庭里，爷爷最拿手的桂花粥烙印在我的童年，浓浓是我桂花香笼罩了整个房屋。

When I was a child, I liked to tell my grandfather that he served me like the "white rise" in ancient times. When I think of Grandpa, a series of numbers just like a ladder have been floating in my mind. In that era of material wealth, in our poor family, my grandfather's best osmanthus porridge was branded in my childhood, and the fragrance of osmanthus covered the whole house.

吃着香甜的桂花粥，我不禁问起爷爷：“为什么小小的桂花能做出这么美味的粥啊？”爷爷说：“因为这其中总还有加工环节。”“加工环节？那是什么？可以吃吗？”爷爷被我物质而充满童趣的话语直击笑点，说道：“粥是由五瓣桂花，500克戴，少许得水，哈游一勺白砂糖合成的。”“怎么这么复杂啊！好多奇怪的数字，肯定不简单，这么多熟悉，我IE还说呢么能合成这么小一碗香甜的粥呢？”我怀着好奇心询问，爷爷说：“因为恰到好处。”

Eating sweet osmanthus porridge, I couldn't help asking my grandfather: "Why can a small osmanthus make such delicious porridge?" Grandpa said, "Because there is always a processing link." "Processing? What is that? Can you eat it?" Grandfather laughed at my material and childlike words and said, "Porridge is composed of five sweet osmanthus petals, 500 grams, a little water, and a spoonful of white granulated sugar." "Why is it so complicated? Many strange numbers must not be simple, and so many familiar ones. How can I synthesize such a small bowl of sweet porridge?" I asked with curiosity, and Grandpa said, "Because it's just right."

渐渐长大了，一次偶然的机会，爷爷带我去了花园，因为太无聊，我坐在地上，从旁边摘下一朵不知名的花。我随手数了数这朵花的花瓣，我惊奇的发现这朵花由六瓣花瓣组成的，还有一根长长的茎，中间还有窝在一群的花蕊。“每一朵花瓣数量会一样吗？”于是我揣着好奇心再去摘另一朵花，为了准确，我边摘便数，一片，两片······大约过了六分钟，这小小的花被我无情的手给分散开来五片大花瓣，三片小花瓣，一根茎······这时，一阵“嗡嗡嗡”的声音引起了我的兴趣，我转头一看，原来是讨人厌的蜜蜂啊！它们正在采蜂蜜，传粉。我情不自禁的又去数它们的只数，惊喜的发现这一个蜂群大概有八九只的样子······自然界中蕴含着多少数字啊，它们之中又有多少的奇妙组合方式呢？爷爷的那句“因为恰到好处”又浮现在我的脑海里，使我受到深深的启发。自此以后，我对数学产生了浓厚的兴趣。

Gradually growing up, my grandfather took me to the garden by chance. Because it was too boring, I sat on the ground and picked an unknown flower from the side. I casually counted the petals of this flower. I was surprised to find that this flower was composed of six petals, a long stem, and a group of stamens nestled in the middle. "Will each petal have the same number?" So I went to pick another flower with curiosity. In order to be accurate, I counted one piece and two pieces... After about six minutes, my merciless hands scattered five big petals, three small petals, and one stalk... At this time, a "buzzing" sound aroused my interest. I turned around and saw that it was a boring bee! They are collecting honey and pollinating. I can't help counting them again. I was surprised to find that this bee colony looks like eight or nine bees... How many numbers are there in nature, and how many wonderful combinations are there? The grandpa's sentence "because it's just right" reappeared in my mind, which deeply inspired me. Since then, I have a strong interest in mathematics.

几年后，学校中的我在数学方面颇有收获，这全都归功于我小时候那段温暖的旅程，爷爷的那句“因为恰到好处”，到现在还保持着温度，永不磨灭。

A few years later, I gained a lot in mathematics in school, which is all due to my warm journey when I was a child. My grandpa's words "because it's just right" still keep the temperature up to now.

成长，就是一段旅程。途中，有人给你万分温暖，可当你蓦然回首时，却已见不到火苗。

Growth is a journey. On the way, someone gave you great warmth, but when you suddenly look back, there is no flame.

段幸福的旅程作文 篇7

又是一个晴朗美丽的夜晚，在这夜深人静的时候，我想工作学习了一天的您一定也想休息一下，那么欢迎您加入我们这一期的《爱心旅程》。我是主持人张扬。

It's another beautiful and sunny night. In the dead of night, I think you must want to have a rest after working and studying all day. So welcome to join us in this issue of Love Journey. I'm Zhang Yang, the host.

在生活中，人与人之间有绵绵的亲情，有纯真的友情，有甜甜的爱情……人每天都生活在爱的海洋里。本期，我将为您讲述一个关于爱的真实的故事。

In life, there are continuous family relationships, pure friendship and sweet love between people... People live in the ocean of love every day. In this issue, I will tell you a true story about love.

故事发生在很多年以前，一个普通的青年女子生下了一个男孩，出乎意料的是孩子生下来就没有耳朵。时间稍纵即逝，男孩儿上了学，他的学习成绩一直很好，但是没有一个同学和他做朋友，因为在他们眼里，他是一个畸形人，虽然听力不受影响，那也是一个怪物。男孩儿很痛苦。

The story happened many years ago. An ordinary young woman gave birth to a boy. Unexpectedly, the child was born without ears. Time passed quickly. The boy went to school. His academic performance was always very good, but none of his classmates made friends with him, because in their eyes, he was a freak. Although his hearing was not affected, it was also a monster. The boy is in pain.

后来医生说要给男孩儿嫁 www..cn 接一对儿耳朵。可是一年时间过去了，没有任何一个人愿意奉献自己的耳朵。当他的母亲的短发长到了肩膀的时候，终于有个人愿意把耳朵给他，父亲说，那个人要求保密。如今，男孩儿早已经是一个正常的人，而且事业有成并有了一个美满的家庭，但始终有一个问题围绕着他。终于，他又开口问是谁给了他耳朵。父母都不回答，即使他想报答。

Later, the doctor said that he would marry the boy WWW.. CN and connect a pair of ears. But a year has passed, and no one is willing to dedicate their ears. When his mother's short hair grew to the shoulder, finally someone was willing to give him his ear. His father said that the person asked for confidentiality. Now, the boy is already a normal person, and has a successful career and a happy family, but there is always a problem around him. Finally, he asked who gave him the ear. Neither parent answered, even if he wanted to repay.

20年又过去了，男孩儿的母亲去世了。男孩儿跪在母亲床前。父亲用手揭开母亲的长发，天啊，母亲居然没有耳朵！男孩儿痛苦地叫喊着：“为什么不早告诉我？”他的父亲说：“你母亲这辈子最庆幸的一件事就是有一头乌黑的长发，你母亲虽然把耳朵给了你，可她并没有失去一丝一毫的美丽啊！”

Twenty years later, the boy's mother died. The boy knelt in front of his mother's bed. My father lifted my mother's long hair with his hands. God, my mother has no ears! The boy cried bitterly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" His father said: "The luckiest thing for your mother in her life is that she has long black hair. Although your mother gave you her ear, she didn't lose any beauty!"

故事讲完了，不知电视机前的您有什么感想呢？这个关于母爱的故事真的震撼人心。母爱居然有那么大的力量使一位母亲把自己的耳朵割下送给儿子。母爱是伟大的，这比海还深、比山要高的情意我们还不能真正地体会。但作为子女的我们应当多关心照顾一下自己的父母，别等到父母不在了才后悔自己没有尽孝道。

After the story, what do you think of the TV? This story about maternal love is really shocking. Mother's love had such great power that a mother cut off her ear and gave it to her son. Maternal love is great, which is deeper than the sea and higher than the mountains. But as children, we should pay more attention to take care of our parents, and don't regret not being filial until their parents are gone.

这个关于爱的故事给我很大的启迪：真正的美丽不存在脸上，二十沉淀于心底；真正的爱不是大肆宣扬的告白，而是心甘情愿的奉献、默默无闻的牺牲。

This story about love gave me great inspiration: real beauty does not exist in the face, 20 precipitation in the heart; True love is not a widely publicized confession, but a willing dedication and unknown sacrifice.

这期节目已接近尾声，最后，我只想告诉电视机前的您：世界上最伟大的爱就是母爱。本期节目就为您播放到这儿，希望您在下期的爱心旅程中再次与我同行。我是主持人张扬，谢谢您的收看，再见！

At the end of this program, I just want to tell you in front of the TV that the greatest love in the world is maternal love. This program is here for you. I hope you will travel with me again in the next love journey. I'm Zhang Yang, the host. Thank you for watching. Goodbye!

段旅程作文800字 篇8

上周，县教体局组织了一次特别的活动，每所学校派出四个代表参加？曲阜研学之旅？，而我，很幸运的成为了这四个人中的一员。

Last week, the County Education and Sports Bureau organized a special event. Each school sent four representatives to participate? A study tour in Qufu?, And I was lucky to be one of the four.

来到曲阜，第一个景点便是高高的万仞宫墙，随着时间流逝，我们焦急等待着大开城门，终于，早晨八点整？祭孔大典？开始了。一队队人马整齐的出场了，有的敲锣，有的在打鼓，还有的在吹喇叭，大家瞬间被这热闹的气氛感染了。紧接着，迎面走来一队儒装少女，她们伴着古韵雅乐，跳起了优美的舞蹈，不知不觉间，表演就结束了。

When we came to Qufu, the first scenic spot was the high Wanren Palace Wall. As time passed, we waited anxiously for the city gate to be opened. Finally, at 8:00 am? Confucius Sacrifice Ceremony? Here we go. The first team came out orderly, some were playing gongs, some were playing drums, some were playing horns, and everyone was instantly infected by the lively atmosphere. Then, a group of girls in Confucian costume came to the front. They danced beautifully with ancient music. Before they knew it, the performance ended.

手捧一卷论语，伴着微微凉风，身穿精致的汉服，以万仞宫墙为背景，体验儒学的风采。

Holding a volume of the Analects of Confucius in hand, accompanied by a slight cool wind, wearing exquisite Chinese clothes, and taking the Wanren Palace Wall as the background, you can experience the charm of Confucianism.

接着，我们来到了孔庙。

Then we came to the Confucius Temple.

孔庙有很多，但历史最悠久、规模最宏大、等级最高的还是要数山东曲阜的孔庙。孔庙的牌匾大多由篆体雕刻。走进大门，？金声玉振？四个大字在阳光下熠熠生辉。这个石门究竟有什么来历呢？我在心中暗想。这时，导游向我们解释说：？金声？、？玉振？表示奏乐的全过程。以击钟开始，这就是金声；以击罄告终，这就是玉振。以此象征孔子思想集古圣贤之大成，赞颂孔子对文化的巨大贡献。

There are many Confucian temples, but the one with the longest history, the largest scale and the highest level is still the one in Qufu, Shandong Province. Most of the plaques in the Confucius Temple are carved in seal script. Entering the gate,? said of high moral behavior? The four characters shine in the sun. What is the origin of this stone gate? I thought to myself. At this time, the guide explained to us: "? Jinsheng? Yuzhen? It means the whole process of playing music. Starting with the bell, this is the golden sound; This is Yuzhen. It symbolizes the great achievements of Confucius' thought and ancient sages, and praises Confucius' great contribution to culture.

孔庙的柏树有上千棵，期中树龄最大的约两千岁，我们五个同学才勉强把他围抱起来。

There are thousands of cypresses in the Confucius Temple, and the oldest one is about 2000 years old in the middle of the period. Only five of our classmates managed to surround him.

孔庙的主体建筑是大成殿，这座金碧辉煌的大殿最引人注目的是正面的十根石柱，每根石柱上面雕刻着两条巨龙，飞腾于彩云之中，雕刻玲珑剔透，刀法刚劲有力，在故宫里都很少见到。

The main building of the Confucius Temple is the Dacheng Hall. The most eye-catching thing in this magnificent hall is the ten stone pillars on the front. Each stone pillar is carved with two giant dragons flying in the clouds. The carving is exquisite and clear, and the sabre technique is powerful. It is rarely seen in the Forbidden City.

游览完孔庙，我们又来到了孔府，这是孔家子孙后代居住的地方，孔府有大堂、楼房。孔家自古代以来以诗礼传家，所以当然少不了学堂。孔府的后花园里有池塘，池塘里有许多小锦鲤，它们在池塘里自由自在的游来游去，所以孔子给他的儿子取名孔鲤。

After visiting the Confucius Temple, we came to the Confucius Mansion, where descendants of the Confucius family lived. The Confucius Mansion has a lobby and buildings. Since ancient times, the Confucius family has passed on the family through poetry and etiquette, so of course, there is no shortage of schools. There is a pond in the back garden of Confucius' mansion. There are many koi in the pond. They swim freely in the pond, so Confucius named his son Kong Lei.

最后，我们去参观了孔林。孔林右侧有七十二棵柏树，象征孔子七十二位贤徒。孔林是孔家人世世代代的墓地，讲究五孔不入。一孔，孔家出嫁的女儿；二孔，孔家的男孩子嫁到自己的妻子家里；三孔，小小年纪便夭折的孩子；四孔，收到国家法律刑罚的孔家人；五孔，出家的孔家人。后来又增加了一孔，也就是六孔，孔家夫人带过来的孩子。五孔不入从此变成了六孔不入。

Finally, we visited Konglin. There are seventy-two cypresses on the right side of the Confucius Forest, symbolizing Confucius' seventy-two sages and disciples. Konglin is the tomb of the Kongs from generation to generation. One hole, the married daughter of the Confucius family; Second Kong, the boy of the Kong family married to his wife's family; Three holes, a child who died at a young age; Four Kong, the Kong family members who received the national legal punishment; Five Kongs, the Kongs who became monks. Later, another hole was added, that is, six holes. The child was brought by Mrs. Kong. Five holes out of the way has become six holes out of the way.

这次研学之旅，让我感受到了儒家文化的源远流长，更感受到了中华文化的博大精深。

This research trip made me feel the long history of Confucian culture, and also felt the broad and profound Chinese culture.

段旅程作文800字 篇9

爱上语文，爱上着细腻温柔的文字，不仅仅是因为文字能够贴近我敏感的内心，更得益于一位文字的摆渡人赋予我温暖和能量。她的微笑是那样暖，给我信心和动力，温暖我前行的旅程。

I fall in love with Chinese and delicate and gentle characters, not only because the characters can be close to my sensitive heart, but also because a word ferry gives me warmth and energy. Her smile is so warm, giving me confidence and motivation, warming my journey forward.

“啊，不及格，差一分啊，差一分。”初一第一次语文考试就给我这当头一棒，我的心上像被泼了一桶凉水，湿漉漉的。恰巧这节是语文，老师款款走进教室，站上讲台，宣布旨意：“这次语文不及格的，基础部分全部十遍。”“啊！”教室里几个角落传来哀叹，我也撇了撇嘴，可看看自己的卷子，本来该会的默写一个没对，一条条红色仿佛在嘲笑我，鞭打我的心！哎！基础不过关不扎实，真是害惨我了。沮丧中的我，正不知所措，突然有一双温柔的手轻轻搭上我的肩，我猛然抬头，闯入她的眼眸，那眼眸里，只有关爱没有责备。她柔柔开口“写完导学了？”我重重点了点头。她拿起我桌面上的试卷查阅一番，和缓地对我说道：“基础还需扎实一点，语文成绩才会提高哦，继续努力。”说罢，冲我微微一笑转身走回讲台，一句鼓励的话，在我心中涌起层层的波澜。

"Ah, failing, one point short, one point short." The first Chinese exam on the first day of the junior high school gave me a blow. My heart was like a bucket of cold water, wet. It happened that this was Chinese. The teacher walked into the classroom, stood on the platform, and announced his intention: "Those who failed in Chinese this time will have all the basic parts ten times." "Ah!" A few corners of the classroom came to lament, and I also curled my mouth. But when I looked at my paper, I should have silently written that none of them were right. All the red lines seemed to laugh at me and whip my heart! Hey! It really hurts me if my foundation is not up to scratch. Depressed, I was at a loss. Suddenly, a pair of gentle hands gently put on my shoulder. I suddenly looked up and broke into her eyes, where there was only love and no blame. She said softly, "Have you finished teaching?" I nodded with emphasis. She picked up the test paper on my desk and looked it up. She said to me gently: "The foundation needs to be solid, so the Chinese scores will improve. Keep working hard." Then he smiled at me and walked back to the platform. A word of encouragement filled my heart with waves.

自那以后每每发下黑皮本，她总会在上面留下鼓励我的话，激励我不断锤炼自己的语言，我也养成习惯，发下黑皮本后总查找她批阅的痕迹，弥补不足，不断前行。一次测验后依然没有考出理想的成绩，可她依旧不厌其烦，本上依然是她批阅的美美痕迹，总能在我最需要的时候触动我的心弦。

Since then, whenever she handed out the black book, she always left words of encouragement on it, encouraging me to constantly improve my language, and I also formed a habit. After issuing the black book, she always looked for signs of her review, made up for deficiencies, and kept moving forward. After a test, she still did not get the ideal result, but she was still tired of it. The book was still her mark of beauty, which always touched my heart when I needed it most.

慢慢的，我在这细节里深深地感动了，甚至觉得有些对不起她这明媚的微笑，她的良苦用心，我又怎会不知？做完作业后又会多增加一项——复习语文的基础，终于期末来了。试卷发下的那个午后，阳光洒在卷上，为圆满的基础镀上金色的光芒，我耳边还是她鼓励的细语，我从容应对，笔下生花，那一刻，我的心情特轻松特明朗。漫长的等待和默默地付出之后，我明白了努力终会有好的结果，深藏心底的她的微笑也更加灿烂，珍贵了。

Slowly, I was deeply moved by the details, and even felt sorry for her bright smile. How could I know her hard work? After finishing the homework, one more item will be added - the basis of reviewing Chinese. Finally, the final term is coming. In the afternoon when the test paper was issued, the sun was shining on the paper, gilding the perfect foundation with golden light. Her words of encouragement were still in my ears. I took it easy and wrote flowers. At that moment, my mood was very relaxed and clear. After a long wait and silent effort, I realized that efforts will eventually lead to good results. Her smile, which is deep in my heart, is more brilliant and precious.

一路的旅程，是您的微笑，您的陪伴，您的鼓励，温暖我成长，让我走好中学时光的每一段路。老师，一路有您给我温暖，赐我幸运，予我一个满心期许的未来。

The journey along the way is your smile, your company, your encouragement, which warms my growth and makes me walk every part of the way in high school. Teacher, you have given me warmth along the way, given me luck, and given me a promising future.

段幸福的旅程作文 篇10

星辰伴月夜空明，明空夜月伴辰星。

The stars accompany the moon and the sky is bright. The bright sky and the moon accompany the stars.

——题记

——Title

记忆是时间的一道裂缝，在时光悄悄地推移中，我们往往遗失了太多美好，每当我们深深地想起却又不经意的忘记，你是否会留意是否会捡拾你遗留的幸福。

Memory is a crack in time. As time goes by quietly, we often lose too much beauty. When we think about it deeply and forget it carelessly, will you pay attention to whether you will pick up the happiness you left behind.

那天早上，我又一次迎接清晨，那充满了希望的灿烂的朝阳，从东边的天际徐徐升起。天色微明，远处，是一声嘹亮的鸡啼。夏的气息，从此刻开始蔓延。

That morning, I welcomed the morning again. The bright sunrise full of hope rose slowly from the eastern horizon. The sky was dim, and in the distance, there was a loud cock crow. The smell of summer is spreading from now on.

夏，轻轻地，在清净的河水里流淌着，哗啦啦——唱着悦耳的歌谣；夏，悄悄地，在热浪中翻腾着，沙沙——树叶热烈的鼓掌。河畔，一团一团的柳絮随风飘来飘去，不禁让我想起杨万里的诗《闲居初夏午睡起》：“梅子留酸软齿牙，芭蕉分绿与窗纱。日长睡起无情思，闲看儿童捉柳花。”

Summer, gently, flows in the clean river water, clattering - singing sweet songs; Summer, quietly, billowing in the heat wave, is rustling - the leaves applaud warmly. At the riverside, willow catkins are floating around in the wind, which reminds me of Yang Wanli's poem "Sleeping in the Early Summer": "The plum leaves soft teeth, the plantain leaves green and the window screen. The children catch willow flowers when they sleep."

“纷纷红紫已成尘，布谷声中夏令新。”暖风中，洁白的柳絮随风翱翔着。它们飘啊飘，飘进了我的房间，也飘进了我的心田。

"One after another, red and purple have become dust, and the cuckoo sounds like a new summer." In the warm wind, white catkins fly with the wind. They floated into my room and my heart.

在漫长的白天走远后，随之而来的是迷人的傍晚。天边的彩霞愈变愈浓，愈变愈艳，它是那么轻柔、可爱，仿佛风一吹就能散了似的，真想捞一把夹进书中，制成精美的书签。晚风轻轻的吹拂着，冷暖适中。漫步在夕阳的余晖下，是一种令人神往的小幸福。

After a long day's walk, there comes a charming evening. The rosy clouds in the sky are getting thicker and more colorful. They are so soft and lovely, as if they can be scattered when the wind blows. I really want to get a handful of them into the book and make them into beautiful bookmarks. The evening wind is blowing gently, warm and cold. Walking in the sunset is a fascinating little happiness.

“宁静的夏天，天空中繁星点点……”我哼着小曲儿坐在院子里，也不只是想干什么，只是突然觉得夜色好美，虽然没有那皎洁的月亮，但月朗星稀。仰望，星星调皮地眨着眼睛，不停地嘟囔着：“月亮呢？月亮去哪里啦？”在这清凉如水的夏夜里，唯有繁星独舞长空。远处，一排排树木在风中扭动着，摇摆着，黑影为这夏

"In the quiet summer, there are many stars in the sky..." I sat in the yard humming a song, and I didn't just want to do anything, but suddenly felt that the night was beautiful. Although there was no bright moon, the moon was bright and the stars were rare. Looking up, the stars winked mischievously and kept mumbling: "Where is the moon? Where has the moon gone?" In this cool summer night, only the stars dance in the sky. In the distance, rows of trees writhed and swayed in the wind, and the shadow of this summer

夜蒙上了一层神秘的面纱。冷风不停的吹着，不经意间，它给我送来了一片树叶，我轻轻地拾起，抚摸着，呢喃地许下一个愿望……

The night was veiled with mystery. The cold wind kept blowing, and inadvertently, it sent me a leaf. I picked it up gently, stroked it, and murmured a wish

我们不必选择伤感的风，不必选择多情的雨，不必选择鲜明的彩虹，也不必选择绚丽的黄昏。但我们应留住那点点滴滴幸福的时光，留住那一丝丝感动……

We don't have to choose the sentimental wind, the sentimental rain, the bright rainbow or the gorgeous dusk. But we should keep the happy time and the touching