Cycling composition 1 Summer vacation came, my parents took me to Inner Mongolia and Shanxi to play, but what impressed me the most was cycling on the prairie!
This morning, we spent six hours from Shanxi to Inner Mongolia. When I first arrived in Inner Mongolia, I couldn't help but be impressed by the sight here. There are not so many mountains in Shanxi. There is no Hainan blue; It is not as beautiful as Guilin ... it has a strong ethnic customs; Has a charming and fresh scenery; There is a vast grassland ... I have been immersed in this beautiful scenery, and my heart suddenly opened up and I sang excitedly: "The sky is gray, the wild is vast, the wind blows, and I can't see cattle and sheep."
I thought to myself: didn't you come to the grassland to ride a horse? Where is the racetrack? So I asked the tour guide anxiously, "Aunt guide, where is the racecourse?"
The tour guide said, "Don't worry, the racecourse is just ahead. I will take you there. "
We followed the guide and really saw a big racecourse. There is such a Dokel here! I went in and chose a brown horse, and I went on my way. Because I am too young, the groom will hold the reins for me. All I have to do is sit on the saddle, grab the reins with both hands and step on the stirrups.
We are going to six scenic spots. I was a little nervous when I first got on the horse. After all, it is the first time riding a horse, and my hands have been sweating. When my feet touched other horses, I shouted in fear. In order to reduce the burden, I keep looking forward. But after about twenty minutes, I stopped being afraid and became familiar with the horse. If I touch its neck again, However, when climbing over the wall, the accident happened. A horse that was not ridden suddenly ran very fast. The groom who helped me hold the reins threw me aside to catch the horse. And my horse showed its true colors and began to run wild. I froze for a moment, not knowing what had happened. I thought to myself: Hold on to the reins and put your feet in the stirrups. But after more than fifteen meters, I have no strength. One foot has fallen off the stirrup, and I was dragged by the horse for more than 20 meters and fell down. But who knows, my mother was very scared when she saw me fall. As soon as I let go of my hand, I fell off my horse. My mother's injury is more serious than mine. She was black and blue all over, and she was badly swollen in some places.
The first time I rode a horse, I felt the beauty of the grassland. Although I fell off my horse, this ride left a deep impression on me, deeply imprinted in my heart.
This summer vacation, my mother took me to travel to Lijiang, Yunnan. At that time, there were many interesting events, and the one I remember most clearly was horse riding.
That morning, we took the early bus to a Naxi village near Lashihai, where we rode horses. When I got there, I was very excited and looked around. I chose a white horse, Huang chose a dark horse, and I got on the horse as soon as I pedaled. I'm a little scared to start riding. I'm afraid I'll be knocked down by the horse as soon as it leaves. What should I do? An uncle rode with us. He patted my horse and it began to move forward. It walked slowly and steadily, and soon I was not afraid. Along the way, I saw large cornfields and sunflowers. While riding a horse, I raised my camera and photographed all the beautiful scenery.
After crossing the primitive village, we came to a hill along the ancient tea-horse road. My uncle told us that people should lean forward when going up the mountain and lean back when going down the mountain, so as to keep balance. I hold the reins in my hand. If I want the horse to turn left, I will pull the reins on the left. If I want to turn right, I will pull the reins on the right. It is very obedient. We had a rest at the top of the mountain, and I fed it a plate of beans. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the distant Lashihai, it's beautiful.
I think the funniest thing is that the horse is cool when it runs. Every part of the body is shaking together, not a little. If you don't hold it steady, you will definitely be shaken down by the horse.
I think riding a horse is very interesting. Now that I think about it, I really want to ride again.
Riding composition 3 the bright sunshine overhead and the breeze blowing head-on, we came to St. Wright farm.
St. Wright farm let me smell the countryside, green grass; All the trees in the world are scrambling to say hello to me; The low wooden house peeped out like a shy little girl.
The purpose of our trip is to ride horses and feel the means of transportation of the ancients. I am very unfamiliar with riding for the first time. There are not many horses in the racecourse, but it is very lively. There are a big horse, a gray pony and a white "little dragon horse". I put on my helmet, gloves and foot pads, just like a handsome little horse trainer. I was greeted by "Little Dragon Horse". It held its head high, blinked its eyes, and its white hair sparkled in the sun, which looked abnormal. I looked at its four slender legs and strong body, and I was really worried that I would not be able to support it after riding it. I crept up, sat down carefully, and slowly put my foot into the pedal ring for fear of scaring the white horse and falling me down. The horse trainer told me that when riding a horse, people should stand and sit with the ups and downs of the horse, so as to be comfortable.
On the first lap, as the white horse came down slowly, I felt that it was swaying, much like an ancient general. I thought to myself, riding a horse is that simple. But under the guidance of the trainer, the white horse began to run, and I felt bumpy on horseback. Before long, my back was sore and my legs were numb. I began to stand and sit according to the coach's instructions. At first, I was afraid to stand for fear of losing my balance and falling down. In the second lap, under my repeated attempts, my courage gradually increased, and my cooperation with Baima gradually became harmonious. The white horse seems to understand my heart. I fell with the rhythm of the white horse, and I was very proud. In a short time, I can walk on horseback safely and contentedly. Although I learned to ride a horse, I still admire the generals and messengers who fight on horseback.
This ride not only made me very excited, but also made me understand the endless affection between people and animals. Riding composition 500 words riding for the first time
Last year, my grandfather kept a horse. I am so excited that I want to go back to my hometown to ride a horse. Father reluctantly agreed.
When I got to grandpa's house, I couldn't wait to run to the stable and look at this horse with both spirit and appearance. Grandpa walked away with excitement and said, "Ah! You finally came back. Come in and have a rest. Grandpa will teach you to ride horses later. " I immediately danced happily!
Soon, grandpa took the vigorous General Bai out. I sighed and saw the bridle, saddle stirrup and reins on the horse's head. The hoof is small and powerful, and the tail is slender and smooth. It is really a general's demeanor and momentum.
Grandpa led the horse to the endless fields and taught me to ride a horse. Grandpa told me that the most basic thing to learn to ride a horse is to get on it. Then you showed me a few times, and then let me try. I recalled what my grandfather had done in my mind and made it. Step on the iron plate first, then put your hands around the horse's neck and sit up straight with your feet apart. The simple action of getting on the horse is completed! I was a mess. I fell down and fell heavily on the ground, thinking it was not easy to get on the horse! I'd better not learn! Grandpa saw my mind and came over to encourage me. I nodded and stood up again. At this moment, the horse came, as if to say, "Come on, work hard, you can do it." . After grandpa's careful teaching, I quickly learned to get on the horse. At the moment of success, it is like a mouse having food that can be used for a lifetime. Grandpa clapped his hands in the distance to encourage me, and then asked me to take out my whip and gently whip it on the horse's ass. But I pulled hard regardless of the weight, and the horse let out a cry and ran away like lightning. I have a horse's neck in my head, and my mind is blank. Grandpa ran over in a hurry and said, "Quick, pull the reins, pull the reins." Like I have a savior. Yes Hold on to the rope. The horse stopped slowly. Grandpa ran to comfort him. "Don't cry, son, ride a horse, you will learn!" " "In this way, the arduous process of learning horses is over!
On the third day, we reluctantly left our hometown and returned to Chengdu. On the way home, I realized a famous saying, "Where there is a will, there is a way!"
During the National Day, Dezhou Evening News reporter had several activities, among which I was most interested in riding horses in Jianhe Wetland.
654381October 2 at about 8: 50 am, Liu Yangjun, our mother and I arrived at the east bank of Jianhe Wetland Scenic Area, and we had a hard time finding the racecourse. There are many horses in the racecourse here. The first thing I saw was a few ponies, although they were ponies. That temper is not small, which scared me. A little reporter passed by in the back, which may have scared the pony a little. The pony fidgeted and scared the little reporter to scream. Going inside, there are two big horses, a white horse and a brown horse. A brother got on a white horse. "Wow, this is the legendary Prince Charming?" My voice did not fall, and Liu Yangjun next to me said, "It is not necessarily a prince riding a white horse. What if it's Tang Priest! " I feel dizzy. Liu Yangjun is really good. It turns out that the white horse is not for riding, but for pulling a carriage. The carriage is pure white and beautiful.
We lined up and followed the team to a relatively empty place. We started riding horses. One is three ponies, and the other is a big horse. The pony is led by my parents, and the big horse is led by an elder brother over there. Because I am tall and stand at the end, the horse is running out of strength when it's my turn. I got on that big horse because I didn't want to destroy that pony, for I was afraid of crushing it. I sat on the horse's back, clutching the saddle and holding the horse with my legs for fear that I would fall. A horse stumbles when it walks. It's fun just to bump with it. The helmet on my head was dangling and almost fell off. I was very afraid that the helmet would scare the horse or break it, so I rode it in fear. Finally, the horse ran away, and I was even more worried. Really scary, exciting and fun! After a while, it was over before I rode enough.
This activity is really good. It's my first time riding a horse. It's so exciting. I'll ride again! How handsome riding is!
Riding composition 6 ancient blue sky, white clouds. The grass is green and the horse is fat. I came to the endless meadow of Yudaokou grassland, and I experienced riding for the first time in my life.
Among many horses, I have a crush on a plump and strong mare. It has brown hair, jewel-like eyes, a tuft of mane dancing in the breeze, and its four black legs show that it is weather-beaten.
Looking at that tall horse, I trembled all over and tried my best to step on the saddle pedal, but I was still unable to do so. Finally, with the help of my father, I finally got on the horse. The horse began to run. Oh, my God rides on a monster. Does it lose its temper? It's terrible to throw me out. Thinking, thinking, I gripped the saddle with both hands, and my heart was sweating with tension. Grandpa, who is leading the horse, seems to have read my mind: "Relax, son. Horses are friends of human beings. It has been domesticated by us and won't hurt you! " "Grandpa smiled kindly. My hanging heart finally let go. Looking around, you can see the beautiful scenery on the grassland, and the ears are echoed with the sound of horseshoes and the powerful shaking sound of ponytails. Suddenly, I felt a creature stroking my shoes. Looking back, it turned out to be a lovely pony. I think it must be a Malaysian child. I haven't seen my mother for a long time. I must miss my mother. I smiled at it, and it seemed to nod to me.
After a while, the riding was over. I got off the horse and thought that the horse is a spiritual animal. How handsome the ancient Jianghu people were when they rode horses around! There are countless stories about horses: an old horse knows the way and refers to a deer as a horse. In Tian Ji, he rides a horse and is covered with a horse. ...
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