April 29, I and the "Little Leader" camp campers and parents *** more than 200 people, came to Lishui to participate in camping activities.
After more than an hour's drive, we finally arrived at a farm, and we couldn't wait to get out of the car. The teacher divided us into six small teams, each with a team name and team members' names written on colorful flags. We are the second team, the team name is "Dream Team", the team declaration: Dream Team, beyond the self, realize the dream. Because our team name was so creative, we got 5 extra points. We were so happy that we jumped up and down! After drawing lots, we determined the activity program for each squad: the first squad cooked, the third squad dug wild vegetables, the fourth squad picked strawberries,, the fifth squad picked greens, the sixth squad picked cabbage. And our second team was baking yams.
The picnic began, we first built the stove with bricks, then put the yams on the bricks, then added firewood, and finally lit the firewood. The firewood in the stove burned, and the scene was like a condensed version of the "burning of the Red Cliff". We watched the flames anxiously, hoping to eat the roasted yams earlier. Although it is only April weather, we were baked sweating like rain, clothes are wet with sweat, but we do not pay attention to anyone.
Roasted for about ten minutes, a smell came to my nose, everyone swarmed to grab the roasted yams. I do not care about the hot hands, pick up a black and unattractive yam, break open a look, yam core is surprisingly yellow, but also smoking hot, I can not help but bite a bite, so hot ah! But it tasted very sweet, I gobbled it up.
12 o'clock, the big meeting meal began! Groups exchanged the results of the picnic, eating meals cooked by the children, felt extraordinarily sweet, and the food on the plate was eaten to the bottom!
After lunch, we went to the vineyard to pull weeds, then to the hill to collect branches, and planted tomato seedlings.
After dinner, we had a bonfire party, where we sat in a big circle around the fire, and the children danced hand in hand, and then went up to the stage one after another for a talent show. The red bonfire reflected our faces and our happy childhood.
This camping activity not only let us experience the life in the countryside and the hardship of labor, but also realized the importance of teamwork, which is really a happy experience!
Primary school fifth grade summer vacation diary 300 words: picking up shells
At the end of the world, we got off the bus. The sky was drizzling, blowing into my shoes from time to time. The rain fell on the ground like the sound of silk bamboo, sultry and soothing.
Walking through the Love Square, we came to the sea. Instantly the sea has occupied my line of sight, rows and rows of snowy waves in the roll, take a deep breath of this fresh and salty air, I walked a few steps tightly, merging into the beach crowd. Stepping on the sand, comfortable!
I don't know how long I walked, finally walked to the end of the world, written on one side of the end of the world, on the other side of the cape. When you look at the end of the world, it's all blue sky, and when you look at the cape, it's all ocean. We took pictures and then wandered around. The sea breeze slowly caressed my face and my hands gently crossed the turquoise water, making you feel like you were in heaven. Suddenly, a big wave hit, splashing snow-white waves, the waves in the sunlight, reflecting colorful beams of light, as if a fairy is about to be born out of this colorful jade.
The waves slowly receded, the sea suddenly appeared a spectacle - all kinds of shells appeared on the golden sand, round, two ends are pointed, flat round, spiny, tiger-spotted, spotted, wavy lines, small and exquisite, there are also glittering green light ... ...so many it's hard to describe them in writing. Colors also vary, there are yellow, red, white, blue, purple ...... to dazzle you.
In short, all beautiful.
So many good-looking shells were found by me, of course, I can not let go of these little things, shouted: "Come and see which, shells, here are shells!" Everyone heard this and rushed over.
We carried a mineral water bottle, barefoot, carefully observed the shells on the beach, put the beautiful, brightly colored into the mineral water bottle.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up, look closer, it's a long shell, a circle around up, and spots, can be beautiful! I then carefully and joyfully put the shell into the bottle. And said to the kid next to me, "The shells here are so pretty, pick up more and take them home." "Yeah, yeah!"
And with that, I picked up another flat, round, snow-white one and put it in the bottle. The more I picked it up, the happier I got at finding it, different colors, shapes, and spots. There are also like coral. Before long, the bottle was half full.
Picking up the energy, there came the grandmother's call: "It's getting late, it's time to go." I said yes, but my hands still keep turning, in the grandmother's urging to go back.
The sea rows of snow-white waves are still surging over, as if to send off a full load of us, but also as if to welcome new people to pick up shellfish. Lower your head and look with joy at the sea to give me these lovely little gifts.
Today it's really "Zhuge Liang's straw boat borrowing arrows - full of return."
The fifth grade summer vacation diary 300 words: ordinary day
Sunday morning, I got up early and strolled through the streets of Li-Cheng to enjoy the pleasant scenery of the city in the morning.
Walking on the street, I looked to the east and saw a ray of sunshine through the thin clouds, sprinkling the earth and people's faces, gilding everyone's hair with a layer of gold, as if the morning sun was going to bestow a crown of laurel on each person. At the same time, I felt the freshness of the morning, there was no hustle and bustle in my ears, no ticking of car horns, only the morning breeze whispering in my ears, blowing my somewhat disheveled hair for me.
People running in the morning are enjoying the natural beauty gifted by nature as they run leisurely. Seeing such a scene, I also heartfelt yearning, can not help but join the morning running team. Running, in front of a "bright landscape", in a square by the roadside, there are dozens of old aunts wearing red clothes, holding a flower fan, with a smile on their faces, swinging their hands and twisting their waists, dancing in the morning breeze, it looks like they are very happy. The crowd stopped to watch, some of them also move "martial arts", it seems that they also want to be in its "realm".
Morning, how many people want to go to the time, fresh air, beautiful scenery, leisurely state of mind, I was y moved by it, and I remembered the teacher taught a sentence: a day's plan is in the morning. I think, in the future, every Sunday morning to get up early, go out and stroll, into the environment, into society, from the morning to a better tomorrow.
Primary school fifth grade summer vacation diary 300 words: drilling boxes
Last night, Yang Maolin and I were in my house, playing the game of drilling boxes.
Yang Maolin drilled his head in first, and then lay his body together in it, and then my dad held the box up, and Yang Maolin couldn't even turn over when he tried to get in it, and it was hard for him to stand up. I also wanted to go in, I was just about to go in when my mom said to me, "You've already taken a bath, you'll have to wash again when you go in, it'll be a lot of trouble." I said, "It's no trouble at all to wash again." Mom said, "That's fine." Just as Mom's words fell, I got in. I asked Yang Maolin to help me hold the box up. Hey! That felt pretty good. Then I came out, and later Yang Maolin put the box upright, and I asked, "What's this for?" Yang Maolin gave me a demonstration. He stood inside and brought the box down. He asked, "What does it look like?" I replied, "Like the Pharaoh's coffin." We just kept playing and we were having fun when his mom said, "It's getting late, we should go back too." Then they went back.
Yesterday, I had so much fun.
Primary school students fifth grade summer vacation diary 300 words Make your own pumpkin pie
Have you ever eaten pumpkin pie? If not, it's okay, today I'm going to watch my mom and I make pumpkin pie together!
We first wash the pumpkin, cut in half, and then take out the pumpkin seeds inside still off, and then put the pumpkin on the hand paring knife peeling, until the pumpkin are into the silk. Put the peeled pumpkin silk in a large basin, put more wheat flour and water, less old wine, soy sauce, monosodium glutamate and salt, and then mix them well, and then put the pork chopped paste, put into the basin and mix together, the pumpkin material is basically done. My sweat is also raining.
Hah! I dipped it in a little bit and tasted it to see if it was salty, and it was just right. Well, the last thing you need to do is to fry the pumpkin pancakes, which is the hardest part, don't you believe me? You'll see! I first pour the oil into the pan, and so the oil is cooked, put some pumpkin material into the pan, and then flatten it out, form a circle to fry, and then turn the pumpkin pancakes also fry a little bit, sprinkle water, cover the lid of the pan to simmer for a minute or two, in order to ensure that the material is cooked through the meat (ha, this process is not suitable for small children one person manipulation to do, to be accompanied by a mother) I have become a rain man. It's not easy to eat a pumpkin pie!
OK! I brought my masterpiece to my dad and said, "Please taste my yellow pumpkin pie." Why the word "loess"? Because the pumpkin pie is yellow, and I accidentally broke it into pieces when I was flipping it, like lumps of clay. Heh heh heh! But I have to tell you, it's ugly, it tastes good!
Today, I finally tasted how hard it is to make something, and I will help my mom to do more chores in the future, mom and dad are really hard. I also believe that after this effort, I will do better next time.
Summer Diary 300 words
Mom yells about losing weight every day, but she never succeeds, so she started to lose weight again in the summer vacation, and this time I'm the extra one to help!
Summer vacation, I saw my mother always preoccupied, but also always in front of the mirror to look around, I know, my mother is for their own gradually fat body and distress. Since the summer vacation, mom's customers often invited mom to dinner, these things do not know how many calories it! Alas, yes, after the "Dae Jang Geum", mom fell in love with Korean dramas, every night to watch, and every day to 10 o'clock, how can get up early in the morning? Mom gets off work late and doesn't have time to exercise, so how can I make my mom thinner? Summer Vacation Diary 300 words
I first let my mom do aerobics, in fact, it is the radio exercise, my mom only did half of it, it is already out of breath, the next, is to turn the hula hoop, my mom took over that oversized hula hoop. I saw my mom kicking her legs, bending her back, twisting her neck, flinging her hands, and doing every action seriously. After a while, she was sweating profusely. I hurriedly brought a towel and a cup of water, and said with concern: "Okay, okay, that's enough for today." Mom wiped her sweat, and drank the whole cup of water at once, then breathed a sigh of relief.
A week later, mom stepped up to the stage and weighed in. She cried out in surprise, "Lost it, lost it, 1 kilogram!" "Yay! Weight loss success!" I cheered.
It turns out that as long as you can stick to it, losing weight will definitely be successful too.
300 Words of Diary for Primary School Students
This day, my mom and dad and I traveled all the way to Weizhou Island. Weizhou Island is an island with wonderful scenery. The white waves lapped at the silver-colored sandbanks, and the banana forest on the island was like a green ocean. The sea breeze splits the face and makes people feel cool and comfortable.
We went to Shilokou Beach to play. When we arrived at Shilokou, I invented a black hen in the banana grove by the roadside, which was followed by a group of chicks. Most of the chicks looked like their mother and were basaltic, and a few of them were yellow. They were taking a leisurely stroll. I ran towards them happily, wanting to "play" with the chicks. The mother chicken saw me and clucked, "Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck". The chicks heard the "gathering order" and rushed to the mother chicken. The mother chicken opened her cohort and her feathers stood up like a big ball of fur. The mother chicken drove the chicks into the banana grove, but she herself ran at the end, her wings still open. I chased after the chicks, but then, the mother chicken led them to run deeper into the banana grove. I kept on thinking and secretly approached them, and saw the mother chicken digging the soil with her claws while "cooing" in a low voice, which must be teaching the chicks to pay attention to safety. The chickens "chirped", as if saying: "I know, I know!". The chickens chirped as if to say, "I know, I know! As soon as the mother chicken invented me, she ran away with the chicks.
I walked back to my mom in frustration, and she said, "Oops! You scared them!" I had to watch from a distance as the hen and chicks dissipated in the direction of the bias.
How the hen loves the chicks!
Primary school students' diary 300 words in a book
Today I went to my uncle's house. A few years ago, I was not afraid of anything at my uncle's house, to eat and play without restraint. But now, although they are enthusiastic, but less pure love, more disconnected, polite to treat me as an outsider. I can only talk in a serious way, eat in a serious way, watch TV in a serious way. Suddenly miss that no big no small no scruples shouting, miss that picking fat and thin wolf swallowing eat east to eat west, more miss that horizontal and vertical no rules and regulations lying in bed constantly changing the TV channel ...... they let me do not constraints, but the mentality of my childhood is gone.
I began to sigh childhood is no longer, sigh childhood naivety and simplicity is no longer, sigh have do not know how to cherish ...... hold toys wandering in childhood had left laughter place, stay immersed in childhood memories do not want to wake up.
Primary school students diary 300 words
Sunset
Evening, the sun like hanging all night the big red lantern is going to take home.
It slowly began to slant westward, covering itself with a light golden veil. Helan Mountain was dyed by it into a golden yellow, become a little mountain shadow confused. Gradually, the western sky looked like it was on fire, covering half of the sky at some point.
The fire, still burning. Before long, the sun was baked into a big golden delicious pie, hanging above Mount Helan, calling people to salivate.
The sun was about to fall into the valley, rolled down to the mountains, and was at once articulated by the peaks. So it turned from a big disk into a brow, and sharpened into a line, and the line shrunk to a point, and finally even the point disappeared.
The sunset sank in this way, step by step. At the last moment of sinking, it also spread its afterglow to the sky: the golden sky over the west turned into orange, then into blue-gray, and finally covered with gray-black.
Night, thus gradually came. The stars twinkled and blinked, as if in anticipation of tomorrow's sunrise.
The 300 Words of Primary School Students' Diary
Summer vacation is coming to an end. With the beginning, of course, comes the end. When school starts, I'll be up another grade, sixth grade, time flies, time flies like a shuttle ah ...... we always have to grow up, slowly step by step. It's nice to be with my teachers and classmates again.
The school year has begun, I want to learn more things, more knowledge of the world, better understanding of the society, everything is both interesting and fun, but at the same time there is a lot of homework, a lot of books that can not be read. But school is still very good, like the beginning of school, like in school and classmates to learn together, play together ......
The robin also slept, quiet sleep, busy, feel this quiet summer, this charming summer night, enjoy the happy and simple summer vacation life, enjoy, enjoy! ...... reminiscing, reminiscing ......
Comrade, this is what I've put together for you with a lot of hard work.