你这过分的娃。。。去一边玩泥沙去。。
不帮忙就算了

自己顶自己

见死不救。。。都去玩泥沙去

Sand, lies in the most south of Shenzhen is our turbulence three-hour-drive’s destination. Perhaps, this is my most memorable journey in my all life. Because this is my first time that I go out with junior middle school students instead of my closely associated family and I really had a meaningful time.
During the day we swam in the blistering sun, but for me, the night may be more charming. The sand in the night, a gift from God, where waved can be seen budging slowly in the breeze and swallowing rippled ahead. The sea wind was very comfortable and the sea water was cool and refreshing .So I took off my shoes to walk in the sea. I felt fantastic when I touched the flexible sand and the refreshing sea water with my bare feet .The magic feeling is beyond expression.
Another wonderful thing was that I played fireworks with my best friends in the sand. The all dark beach laced with blazing with color fireworks. We circled while we held the fireworks in our hands. It seems that a bright moon can rotation dropped in the peaceful beach. Then we laid the beach, watching the starry sky. The night sky was bespangled with twinkling stars. We talked and exchanged something personal each other in such a situation. We talked about our own childhoods, our own family and some interesting things. I remember that I thought of a song by Zhang Huimei that time called <<Tinghai>>.We sang that song while we were walking along the sea hand in hand under the beautiful moon. Suddenly a sentence says” God made relatives; Thank God we can choose our friends” flashing into my mind.
She is my friend forever although we don’t study in the same school now. In my firmly believe from beginning to end, without a friend the world is a wilderness.
Thank this trip. Thank my friend.
怎么增加一些环境和感情的描写
啥，要求是突出友谊的美好


10楼是好人
就教我怎么加环境描写吧…………嗯，一个沙滩的夜晚
或者你给我些一段出来，O(∩_∩)O哈哈~

啊……表示本人今晚要交+我死心了+收回刚才那句10楼是好人+我另寻高人+还是我自己来吧……

没有病句就不用找你们了

不是地名

The 11th is meant to create for class eleven, for which we start on the step of our class trip. The whole class ought to participate, in reality 44 of them do. Without doubt, we are greatly proud of such unique cohesion we own.
Go back to that essential day, we are all in great delight despite the weather forecast reported yesterday was terrible. Along the journey to destination, what fill with the carriage not only galliards ones but also ebullient laugher and dulcet（悦耳的） singing.
During the day-time activity consisted of sightseeing of ancient city, frolicking on the beach. Contrary to the forecast, with the long-lasting sunshine, we made ourselves immerse collectivity. It seems amazingly that the god might be moved by us.
A day likely pasted in a flash, when we gathered on the beach for our tempting dinner. The sun was falling down in the distance when the sky and sea interweaved together, which paint the sea red and make yellow sands sparkled. Comfortable sea wind flow to our skin lightly. We had a taste of cate blissfully with a wide variety of seafood. More importantly, who opposite you is the one you truth, you love; you can open your mind to. Such a meaningful dinner, we may not have for the second time. As a precious experience, we collected it in our memory box essentially.
Flying kites, walking bare foot across the soft beach, such simple scene just like the filmstrip, dolce and memorable.
The bonfire party started with blaze burning in front of our hotel. Although the gas burning in the huge ironwork barrel, the place of ordinary wooden put to burning, which there is not contrast in our eyes, no difference made to our enthusiasm.
We held our hands, making a huge circle around the fire. We felt the temperature from the fire and the others’ hearts beating through nerve. At that moment when our enthusiasm went up to the summit, we did morning exercise jazzily at crazy speed. We are self-confident because it was show time for class eleven to present their spirit and interpretation of solidarity.
When the car pulled out at Jusco, our journey seems to end. No matter how much we attach to this trip, how difficult we hold the tears; the journey was doomed to come to an end. But the memory will keep in our heart; the enjoyment will reappear in our brain. It is the trip that belongs to Class Eleven, inscrolling in the bloom of our youth. Never back, but never forget.
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