Essay on diary 15
The day is over again, there must be a lot of feelings in the heart, at this moment we need to write a diary. Then how to write a beautiful diary? The following is my carefully organized diary of the composition, welcome to share.
Composition of the diary 1
Last Friday to go to Zhengzhou to do business, the day before going, my son heard that I'm going to go, there is no little disappointment, but very happy to say: "Yeah, too happy, mom is finally not at home, free, I do not have to write homework," as soon as I heard this, I hurriedly said: "How can that be, I have to make a schedule for you", and then, sat down, the Friday to Sunday learning program listed, told him to be supervised by the father to implement.
The first day of the afternoon, the son called, "Mom when to come back ah, want you", I wanted to go back the next day, think of their father and son as if finally liberated look, simply stay another day. After returning home, my son brought his diary and wrote two sentences every day for me to read, and said, "Mom, you read my diary is not very sad ah", carefully read my son's diary, Thursday: "Mom is going to Zhengzhou," Friday". Today, my mom finally went to Zhengzhou, I'm very happy" Sunday "Today, my mom came back, I'm not happy at all, I was criticized by my mom again ......" (Usually, he never interfered with the content of his diary, but only corrected the wrong words or poorly written sentences). The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you're doing and what you're doing.)
After reading my son's diary, I couldn't help but reflect on myself, in order for him to develop a good study habits, is not usually too harsh on him, resulting in the two sides of the mind are in a state of tension, but not very conducive to his growth, the child is still a child, can not be spoiled, can not be too harsh, or to change the method, can not always be a dogma of the reasoning, so that the child to realize the joy of learning, and step by step. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Diary of the composition 2
June 1, Friday, clear
Today, is the "June 1" Children's Day, but also my most happy and unforgettable day.
As soon as it was light, I got up, put on my neat school uniform and bright red scarf, and went to school happily.
Because today our school will hold a general meeting to commend the students who participated in the "Xianyang City 'celebrate June 1' to welcome the Olympic Games thousand meters long scroll painting competition", and I participated in this competition, and won the third prize.
When the radio said that the third grade class Li Zhang Shanhao won the third prize, I looked more cheerful. On the stage to receive the award, I raised my head, chest, stride towards the front, glowing up to the podium, and to the school leaders above the Young Pioneer salute, after receiving the certificate, and then a Young Pioneer salute, and then, turned to the whole class to take a picture of the picture, after the picture, I walked down the podium with joy.
Back to the class, there are many students are scrambling, one by one to see my award certificate. Before my heart calmed down, the teacher announced another thing, said I was named outstanding pioneer. When I got the "certificate of honor", open a look, only to see written on it: "Li Zhang Shanhao students in our school in 20 years of pioneer activities were named outstanding pioneer", I was more excited.
On the way home, my mood still can not be calm for a long time. At night, lying in bed is also tossing and turning can not sleep. I thought: In the future, I must continue to work hard, live up to the teacher's teachings, and strive for greater progress.
Today, since I went to school, the most memorable day.
The composition of the diary 3This afternoon, the teacher suddenly told us that the school decided to let the students take turns to write a diary in a diary. At once, there was a clamor in the classroom. The students were saying, "A diary is a personal privacy, how can we show it to others?" Yes, I also have this idea, I remember that in the past, if a student peeped at someone else's diary, he or she would be beaten, or even alarmed the teacher. But now, the school even let students take turns using a diary, how can we not be angry? I think this, I also joined the "insurrectionary team", insisted that one person use a diary.
But calmly thinking about it, I changed my mind, and I think this is a bold attempt and innovation. First, this allows more people to see their diaries, so that more people to comment on their diaries. Second, it's easy for the teacher to correct it, and there are only ten books per day. Third, in this way, we only write one diary per week, which reduces the amount of homework and ensures the quality of the diary, which is really three birds with one stone.
Today, as the leader of the group, I wrote the first cycle diary on the first page of this diary. I am confident that my students will understand the school's decision and will be able to write a beautiful essay in their circular diary and live up to their teacher's expectations!
Essay for Journal 4Today is my birthday. I was so excited that I just brushed my teeth and got birthday wishes from my mom and dad. Just then, I heard my sister say that Auntie Li Jing was coming. I was even more joyful. Without waiting for me to speak, my sister added, "Auntie has ordered the cake too!" I was full of blunders and said, "I've already chosen the cake! What should I do?" My sister comforted me by saying, "It's okay, split it into two days." In the end, this was the only way, I had to agree.
After a while, the aunt came. We started, my sister let me pick a cake, I chose the one that my aunt brought me. I was curious to open the box: "Wow! It's a cute little mouse!" There were juicy fruits on it, strawberries, kiwis, yellow peaches ...... looked delicious ......
After we finished the cake, my mom also brought us each a few bowls of noodles. After we finished the noodles, after a while, the aunt left. I thought to myself, "What a happy day!
Thursday Sunny
Yesterday, my mom said that when she passed the square of the train station, she saw a lot of children skating. When I heard that, I said to my mom with a face full of anticipation, "You take me there, I haven't been there for a long time." I don't know whether it was the anticipation that impressed my mom or the pitiful expression that persuaded her. Today she really took me to the square of the train station.
As soon as I arrived at the train station square, I couldn't wait to put on my roller skates and skate to the square. I completely ignored my mom's shouts: slow down, slow skating! No matter how loud her voice, I still happy skating their own, in the crowd back and forth.
Mom shouted louder, I listened to my mother's advice to slide slower. Unconsciously, people surrounded a circle, it turned out to watch me skating it, I was more excited, more proud, skating faster, at this time, I took out my masterpiece - one foot solo skating. I immediately put the right foot back, accidentally fell a "dog gnawing mud". The onlookers could not help but laugh, I was embarrassed to laugh.
The journal of the composition 6
Light is like an arrow, a week of military school life is coming to an end, this afternoon, our company held a closing ceremony.
First of all, by the principal of Jiang announced Jiaxing Xiucheng Experimental Education Group Xiucheng Experimental Primary School, the thirteenth period of the Junior Military School military training award-winning cadets list. I was honored to be evaluated to the excellent cadets, standing on the podium don't mention how proud. Next is the platoon elected by the representatives of the performance of the line drill, a platoon, second platoon, third platoon ...... all full of spirit, movement is powerful, the team also lined up neatly like a straight line. The last item is a group photo, but also the most meaningful activity. The turn of our company, our company cadets clamor rushed to the chair, sat down, "Tian - seven" cadets sweet smile, "click", this sweet and unforgettable moment recorded! down.
Back to the classroom, of course, the most important thing is to let the instructor who is about to break up the signature ......
Now look back on those 5 days, like a meteor a passing like the past. Bitter and tired, tired and bitter ...... I can not tell whether it is bitter or tired. Which, perhaps, will be like the bakery jam bread, mixed with a little bit of happiness. Walk out of the school gate, the blue sky and white clouds become wonderful again! Better to remember this wonderful day, come to think of it - it was golden!
Essay for Journal 7Wednesday Sunny
As usual, I got up early to do my winter vacation homework. I was sitting quietly on my little desk when suddenly a ray of winter sunshine softly shone on my little desk. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! The sun is out.
It's been a long time since I've been out in sunny weather. As I was looking forward to wanting to go out and play, my mom came over and asked me if I wanted to go play badminton. I nodded my head in a hurry and said yes out loud. My mom told me to do my homework quickly, and when I was done, she would take me out to play badminton in the afternoon. This was the second time I played badminton with my mom.
In the afternoon, the weather is still very good, so I decided to go to the school playground with my mother to play badminton, we take the bar as a ball net, I sent several balls, my mother was not able to catch, see, I'm great, right, my mother said that the body is the capital of learning, with a still body, in order to better the student's life, the children, playing badminton is a good fitness sport Oh, come and try it.
Tired, we do on the side to rest for a while, and then went home, mom said I did very well today, rewarded me for playing half an hour of games, and then also watched the cartoon "Little Witch Mona", really happy and fulfilling day ah.
Composition of the diary 8Day to day stay at home alone, mom and dad rarely accompany me, I just have to do homework by myself, read books, after the boredom began to watch TV, and then the TV is also tired of watching, a person to stay at home, the house is quiet, the book of the Devil, the devil of the TV seems to be at any time out of the corner of the pounce on me, I was afraid of the extreme. I was so scared. I wanted someone to play with me.
Happy days finally came, mom today rest, take me out to relax, we went to the people's life plaza to buy things, the square, people come and go, very lively, the entrance to a stall selling clothes, mom went over to pick clothes, I look at the side of the passing crowds, the people around them look particularly relaxed, walking slowly, gently talk, walk to the stalls next to the suitable for themselves to The first thing you need to do is pick your favorite things, and from time to time, you'll be able to let out a joyful laugh.
Mom also with the crowd into the mall, the mall is also dressed up, neon flashes, a wide range of goods, in the light of the lights look more beautiful.
Mom accompanied me to the shopping mall, and bought me a lot of things, I am particularly happy, more today to have a particularly happy.
Composition of the diary 9"Sha-la-la, sha-la-la." Behind me came a dice sound, a strange turn around, but saw my parents in the "Pok Pok". I went up to them and said I wanted to **** play, so the family began to play.
This game, different from the previous "Pok Pok", mom and dad made a new plan: three dice, if the total number of points under nine, you have to perform a self-created program, if the ten above, you can choose a moon cake, so fair, active game, I joined without saying a word.
First, my father shook the dice, always serious, he finally showed a smile. He will dice one by one slowly dice, the first dice just landed, they jumped up "spinning dance", and finally revealed the true face: 3; Dad is very nervous, so that the second dice, hand is a little bit shaky, the second dice safely landed, on the spinning circle will reveal a smile: 6; Dad was very proud, hand gradually relaxed, rolled the third dice very casually, and then rolled the third dice, the second dice, and then rolled the third dice, and then rolled the third dice. The third die is very casual, but the situation occurred: the dice fell into the coffee table side of the sofa, Dad just to pick up, I said: "dropped does not count, the total of 9 points, you perform, Dad helplessly said: "Well! From you once, the next one will not be an exception ah!" Said walked to the electronic piano, pretended to be mysterious, said: "Guess, 80s pop songs, I want to play which one?" "Is it 'The Same Song'?" I guess, "No, it's 'Big China'." Mom made sure to say, "Never mind, listen!" Dad played and sang, "Let's Swing ......" Mom and I finally realized that it was Let's Swing.
The composition of the diary 10Every June 1 this day in the school to suspend classes for half a day, held a celebration assembly, held a literary and artistic gala. In this festival that makes people happy. Our whole school students concentrated in the large playground, to participate in the celebration of the general assembly, watch the cultural and artistic programs, the scene looks very spectacular. At the beginning of the meeting, the principal first speech, to our children and young people to express warm congratulations on the holiday, and put forward the requirements and hopes of "study hard, every day up" in a serious manner. Immediately after that, the representative of our young pioneers made a speech to express their happy mood, but also expressed our determination and ambition to study hard, strive for improvement, make progress, and aspire to become a success. Then the wonderful literary program kicked off. Students from all classes had to come up with programs. Among these colorful programs, there were solos, choruses, group dances, comedies, fast boards, music playing and so on. Due to the good preparation, almost all the programs were very popular. We watched, can not help but applaud, warm applause one after another, even the birds in the trees stopped chirping, as if they were also attracted by this lively scene.
It's a little hard to write a diary every day, especially if you want to be original, but I do have my own tricks!
When I wrote this, I put down the pen in my hand, calmly thinking about what, recalling the teacher in the classroom knowledge, so that I was enlightened, I began to write again ......
I can't write anymore, in the preparation to tear off the page, suddenly popped up next to the head of a small person to stop me from tearing off the page: "It's not a good habit for you to quit halfway through a book like that! Besides, if you waste paper like that, there will be fewer and fewer trees in the world!" I was about to speak when another little man popped up and said, "Essays are corrected, and tearing one not only doesn't destroy the forest, but it makes the essay better and better!" ......
The little people kept talking, but I shoved them all back into my head, and I didn't have to argue anymore, because I had finished my journal!
The science teacher gave us a bag of mung bean seeds and a small box, and then told us, "Today's assignment is to observe how seeds germinate."
After listening to the teacher's words, as soon as I got home, I couldn't wait to take out the mung bean seeds and the little plastic box, and put the four lovely dolls, as the teacher asked, into the little box, so that they could sleep quietly in their cots. As soon as I woke up the next day, I immediately went to see what had changed in these four little dolls. That's when I realized that the four green bean dolls had slept through the night, and their former little tummies were now much bigger. They couldn't wear their coats anymore either, and it looked like a small opening had been made. And from that small mouth drilled out a little tender, white buds.
These tender, white buds looked like a very shy little girl there, not moving. Early in the morning of the third day, I found that the four little green dolls have completely changed. The green clothes on their bodies can no longer wear, so they bar that small green clothes off, into a fat white doll. The small shoots also grew up, as if a little girl's a white tender hand than stretched out, lovely. Seeds that tenacious vitality, really let me marvel!
The composition of the diary 13Today, my mother bought me a beautiful diary, the diary is blue, there is a little piggy on it, the pig is wearing a yellow dress, wearing a yellow bow on the head. The piggy always has a smile on his face, and it seems to be saying to me, "Hurry up!" The diary has four crooked words "student diary", written in a very playful, lively, the diary and my name, the overall look can be beautiful.
The diary is not only beautiful, but also helpful to me, can make my 'diary write more, better. I put my heart and what happened in it, funny things, distressing things, later look, open the diary to see, I feel laugh, fun. Speaking of "better" to your first grade diary to the sixth grade diary to bring a comparison to see if they have made progress, which will allow you to make further efforts, diary writing more vivid.
I thank you for this diary, and thank you piggy for helping me, I will put all the diary together, so that the events around me are concentrated, remembering the events of childhood, I will think of my beloved diary.
Composition of the diary 14This semester, our class (flower-watching class) planted hyacinths, and I brought home two hyacinth bulbs.
I put the hyacinths in a vase with the right amount of water and was happy to wait for it to germinate and grow. Two days later, there was no change in the buds, but a few of the white rhizomes underneath had grown to about 3 centimeters, so I was very excited.
But with the slow passage of time, some students' hyacinths have blossomed, my hyacinths two green buds only grew two or three centimeters high, the heart is very anxious. I silently go online to find out the reason, the original hyacinth in the natural environment is the need for more than three months or so to flower, if the artificial added into the growth of vegetation, placed in the room of high temperature will greatly promote its early flowering. My hyacinth has been placed on the balcony is not added fertilizer belonging to the natural growth, this time I am relieved deep sigh of relief.
In the time to come, I went to change the water every day, will find something. Another four or five leaves grew, and the leaves were slowly getting wider and taller. Just about three months, I was surprised to find a straight scape in the middle of the leaf, the scape is full of tiny buds I was very surprised. The scape grew fast, to over 20 centimeters in three or four days, and in a few days the buds on the scape began to open their little mouths. After a few more days, all my hyacinths bloomed overnight with beautiful purple clusters of fragrant flowers!
When the flowers are gone, I will cut the green leaves off the stems and save them for the next year, when I will let it bloom beautifully.
The composition of the diary 15
Ink stained with the melancholy of the death of the melancholy, thinking of people when to look back? Infinite thoughts, the red dust is only 18 girls whispering and singing.
Drunken Gothic, the most lonely people hurt, tall buildings cold, who is in the distance shouting thousands of miles away from the warm light?
The melancholy edge of the gathering away, dark night clear love cool, meet up against the melting one.
I look up, looking at those unspeakable injury and sadness.
It is said that love is 0-5 plus 0-5 equals 1, so stubborn to the bone of two people can learn to understand each other because of the word love?
The chalk teacher said that writing should know how to be humble, so proud to the bottom of the heart of the two people can understand the love is not easy and understand mutual tolerance?
If the encounter is necessary, then I pray to God time can return to the original point, I would rather never appear.
The sunlight leaks through the branches, just a little stumbling, and the circle is full of the beauty of the world.
This group of old photos, black and white bottom white edge, slide flashing light little by little to color the flow of years, like a movie like a slide through the heart before.
The summer season has been over for many years, the sun is no longer bright and sweet, the place where we met, the grass is dead, you put out the fire in my heart, I will not blame you.
As the beautiful passer-by, meeting is a mistake.
Time will be wasted, time will be polished, a lot of a lot of marks, promised those wonderful with the hope of the promise, I can not remember.
How many times I dreamed of that road, how many times I walked that road alone, how many times I thought of the stream and the trees, the cold guardrail there is no one leaning to see the sunset?
I hope that the flow of years to take away the traces, take away the good times, I just want to be a quiet lonely girl, dust end of the edge!
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