Walking diary after supper 600 words 1
After dinner, my mother and I walked along the river.
In the evening of summer, the sun sets, and the sun has lost its power at noon and is slowly sleeping. Next to the sun, a fiery red cloud hangs in the air. They are red, orange and purple, like colorful pieces of cloth, dazzling.
Walking along the river in on the boulevard, the insects in summer are particularly eye-catching, such as cicada-cicada-cicada, cricket and frog. Sound, together with underwater sound, is like a unique natural symphony. This reminds me of Xin Qiji's famous sentence "Daohuaxiang Town, you say good years and listen to frogs".
Night came slowly, summer passed, and the wind brushed the willows by the river. With a hint of coolness, the willows drew ripples on the water. The last sunset on the horizon has disappeared, replaced by a bright moon, shining on the water and sparkling. ...
Continue to walk on the stone road by the river, people come and go. There are people like us who take a leisurely walk after dinner; There is a mother who is exercising on the riverside equipment while pulling her parents' shortcomings. Not far from Little Square, grandmothers and grandfathers are dancing in the square dance happily. Are there always a few people rushing past us with briefcases?
"Mom," I asked, "it's so late, how can anyone just get off work?"
"Yes, this city always needs some hardworking people who leave early and return late!" Mom replied.
At the end of the stone road, in the security room, the lights are still flashing, and the familiar face is still enthusiastically following the neighbors who are going out to say hello. I looked at the warm lamp, and I suddenly realized that no matter how late it is, this little lamp will illuminate my family who come home late.
Quiet and peaceful nights make the whole city seem quieter. I walked by the river in the night, looking at everything in front of me, and I felt particularly comfortable. It felt good to walk!
Diary for a walk after dinner 600 words 2
We walked by the roadside: me, my grandfather, my father and mother.
Grandpa doesn't want to come out. When I get older, my physical strength is not as good as before, and I am more and more reluctant to walk. Under dad's persuasion, grandpa nodded and walked out of the house with us.
Good morning. The sky at dawn is the color of pearls and shells. Unlike the sunset glow, clouds burn into flames, so wanton and shocking that blue is no longer like a color. The color of pearl shell is clear, without any stain. The color of pearl shell is pure, noble and elegant. The color of pearl shell is not as white as the wall, nor as clear as the bottom of the lake. Just right, it makes people feel comfortable and refreshed after reading it.
Finally, a faint red color appeared on the pearl horizon, dizzy to the west and spreading. Like a pair of invisible big hands painting, painting the sky red bit by bit. More and more red, beautiful red. That color, can't be described in words, all kinds of colors are mixed together, so intertwined. At the moment when the sun appeared, I was as excited as a naive child and danced with joy. The rising of the sun is like another new life, full of vigor and vitality.
The four of us just kept walking, with my left hand holding my father and my right hand holding my mother. The road is narrow, so we will go one by one. Dad and grandpa walked in front, and my mother and I walked behind. Grandpa and I always walk in the middle. For this reason, I always ask my mother, "Why can't I walk behind?"
"Because you are my world."
Diary for a walk after dinner 600 words 3
On Sunday night, I had a fever and my mother was worried. After giving me antipyretic medicine, she suggested taking me for a walk to really reduce my fever. Although I am reluctant, my arms can't twist my thighs after all. I really can't beat my mother, so I have to go for a walk with her.
The place we walk is a place called Xixi Valley next to Xixi Road. Although I didn't come for a walk voluntarily, I had to be fascinated by the scenery. I began to walk happily, looking around at the flowing water, bridges, green trees, bamboo forests and cicadas. At that time, I felt that everything around me was so beautiful, and the cicada singing was so similar to a brisk serenade. One minute passed, five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and thirty minutes passed. I gradually began to feel at a loss and began to struggle. My head began to faint, and my legs became heavier and heavier like lead. I gasped and coughed violently, trying to make my thoughts clear. So I stopped and sat on a stone pier. At that time, I felt that running water, small bridges and bamboo forests all looked so gloomy and dark, and cicadas sang so loudly that they seemed to laugh at me. I feel very annoyed.
At this moment, I saw an old man with silver frost. Her face was covered with sweat, and her short semi-gray hair was dotted with silver cream. She ran slowly. She walked with difficulty and was panting. Only a few teeth were bitten tightly by her, and her chest fluctuated violently, which made her feel very hard. My eyes can't help moving with the old man, and I can't help feeling ashamed in my heart. My body stood up involuntarily and kept up with the pace of the old man. But after I persisted for twenty minutes, I felt groggy and exhausted, and my will urged me to keep up with the old man. But gradually, I felt broken again and sat on the stone pier. When I sat down, I couldn't help but have a heartfelt respect for the old man: she is so old that she still has the perseverance to stick to something that even an energetic person can't. And I only have a slight fever, but I don't even have the quality of persistence and hardship. Thought of here, I stood up again and ran forward. The cicada on the side called louder, as if challenging me, and as if cheering me up.
Finally, it took me an hour and a half to finish the whole journey. It was slow, but I did it! I think I will never forget that walk, which made me understand that as long as I persist, there is always hope and success!
Diary for a walk after dinner 600 words 4
Because I have to take care of my three-year-old cousin at home during the holiday, and my cousin can't stay at home after dinner, and always wants to go outside, so I took my cousin for a walk. Over time, I fell in love with walking.
The advantages of walking after meals are: when walking, the heart contracts faster, the output of heart blood is increased, the blood flow is accelerated, and the blood circulation is promoted, which is a good exercise for the heart. By persisting in walking and exercise, the smooth muscle of blood vessel wall can be relaxed, the elasticity of blood vessel can be increased, the opening of capillary steel can be increased, the microcirculation blood flow can be obviously increased, blood sugar and blood pressure can be reduced, and coagulation can be reduced; In addition, walking can strengthen and improve the function of digestive gland, promote the regular peristalsis of gastrointestinal tract, enhance digestion ability and reduce the accumulation of subcutaneous fat in abdominal wall. Walking is suitable for people who are usually inactive, especially those who work at their desks for a long time, and also for people who are obese or have hyperacidity. It is helpful to promote gastrointestinal peristalsis, secretion of gastrointestinal digestive juice and digestion and absorption of food, and is beneficial to health. But at least this activity will take place twenty minutes after dinner.
When I have a holiday, I often take my three-year-old cousin for a walk. When we were walking, we saw the shop. When my cousin saw the shop, he ran in. He took a lollipop at random and asked me to buy it for him, so I bought it for my cousin. I sometimes take my cousin for a walk in a nearby school. There is a basketball stand there. When I walk, I will play ball there with my cousin.
I think walking is a relaxing exercise, especially modern people often don't like sports, so I suggest walking anywhere. It's a good activity!
Diary for a walk after dinner 600 words 5
My family is walking in the market: me, my father and my mother.
Originally, I was extremely reluctant to take this road. I like warm quilts and TV with movies. In order to make excuses for walking, I began to attach myself to everything at home, including so many endless homework. However, my parents' face symbolizing authority is constantly putting pressure on me. To ease the relationship, I went. After compromise, I went to get my coat. Dad and Mom smiled.
It snowed only a few days ago. Today, the snow has almost melted and the weather is even colder. Maybe the Spring Festival is coming soon. There are so many so-called country people in the street. They are packing new year's goods in big bags. Everyone on both sides of the street is shouting loudly. "Duckling" is mixed with calm music and intense disco, making a mess. However, this is not interesting. It seems that excitement is at war with the surrounding cold, it seems that excitement has won, and spring is rippling in other people's faces more and more ... I am an exception.
I am an exception. The more lively the market is, the more I can't add hot ice, and my cold face stands out in the surrounding spring. Dad, mom's fun was swept away by me, but their burning sharp eyes shot at me like ice swords, hot, cold and burning. I have always been a bad boy, at least in the eyes of my parents. I know that if I don't relax, I will be more degraded in their eyes. I tried to squeeze out a smile at them, unnatural, restrained and social. Oh, even I feel sick. I ventured to suggest that I should get the car first and then go home. My parents nodded coldly and I ran away. Later, I heard my parents remember my childhood ... composition.
On the way home, I rode my bike alone, shuttled through the crowd lightly, breathing the free air, and suddenly felt relaxed, but suddenly I was afraid. What is wrong with me? Mom and dad, that's where I have the greatest love, but I'm afraid to avoid it. I think I'm crazy! I might as well go back to the cold winter, but these four sides are obviously cold.
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