Fan Mingxuan: You Jianmen Pass

Author: Fan Mingxuan, fourth grade of Lushan Road Primary School in Deyang City

During the Spring Festival, early in the morning, my parents called me up and said that they were going to Guangyuan Jianmen Pass, which is a place with a long history and a famous reputation, and I was very happy and almost jumped on the ceiling.

After an hour's train ride, we finally reached the Sword Gate Pass. Although there was a light rain there, it was crowded and the sound of people was boiling. We first arrived at the Guanlou, the Guanlou is very majestic, located between the mountains, the light rain to the Guanlou covered with the light veil of dreams, and it seems to cover the history of the smoke and rain, the whole Guanlou seems very mysterious.

There is a big drum in front of the Guanlou, which is sounded by tourists from time to time, and the majestic sound reverberates among the mountains and reverberates in the depths of history. Listening to the drums, the history of Zhengrong floated in front of my eyes like magic. Dad, mom and I took a picture together in front of the building, and I wanted to keep Guan Lou and me in my heart for a long time in this way as a piece of history.

The road to the Sword Gate Pass was too long, and we really couldn't walk anymore, so we took the ropeway and came to the highest point of the Sword Gate Pass. The previous light rain, which turned into white and flawless snowflakes, fell under my little feet. I looked ahead, surrounded by fog, mythical, out of nowhere drifted the theme song of "Journey to the West", I seemed to become Sun Wukong, flying in the fog with the clouds.

At this time, a cold wind like a naughty elf blowing past me, with the cold breath of history, I can't help but think of that era of war, how many Bashu children bravely resisted the enemy here and defended their hometown. Today, as a teenager in the new era, I also want to learn from these ancestors.

Unconsciously, time is like a pony running on the grassland, running and running and disappearing on the horizon - in the evening, the scenic spot is about to close, we are in love, do not want to leave, but time is not willing, then I will leave my footprints poetically here! However, the sword gate is closed, and from now on, you will also enter my heart like a dream!

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