Time flies, another week has passed, I think we all have a deep feeling, immediately act to write a weekly journal. How to write a weekly diary to be organized and clear? The following is my compilation of 4 winter vacation weekly journal, welcome to read, I hope you can enjoy.
winter vacation weekly diary Part 1Heavy clouds cover when not my angry heart, a little snowflake extinguished not my burning passion, whistling winds cover not the magpie's report of joy, rumbling shells can not stop the play of birds. A second and a minute ...... I quietly waiting for the arrival of the Spring Festival, waiting for the news of the completion of the download of the Three Kingdoms game, waiting for ......
In the blink of an eye, half of the winter vacation past, the Spring Festival is about to come, and I can finally quiet a few days on the Internet, and finally again I can experience what it's like to experience the game and enjoy the feeling of freedom again! Little by little...wow! Finally finished, I can finally enter my dream world of the Three Kingdoms again, I do not blink at the screen, the heart of the sweet feeling of the game, really play the child when the infinite good, just have the end of the time ah ...... I do not spare a minute and a second, regardless of whether it is the waist is sore or grief, regardless of whether it is the leg numbness or foot wood, are thrown into the clouds. Chattering ...... game of the sword so that I am brilliant, swish swish swish ...... game of walking stones and flying sand so that I am soulful ......
I know that I can not be obsessed with the I know that I can not be obsessed with the network, and I am not obsessed with it, just a momentary hobby, I just take it as a pastime, as a tool that can be used to pass the time because of the confusion of learning. I'm not without limitations, I just mix and match my time, and intersperse my work in a haphazard manner. I do not want to squander valuable time in the network, I just want to get a little bit of pleasure, if I waste a minute and a second, in my world will have to run for a while ......
Than slowly stop, I feel the life of each person, can not stop! Can not stop the pace! I want with the time, step with the wind, all the way to fight the wind and chop waves, I will not defeat themselves, and will not give up lightly, so that they face themselves with a smile, in the face of tomorrow, in the face of life ......
I relax tightly pressed on the keyboard hands, put down the hanging heart, the dark clouds are still the same, the snowflakes are still the same, the gusts of wind are still the same, and the birds play, the magpie's report of spring and again!
It's the same with the clouds, the same with the snow, the same with the wind, and the same with the birds and the magpies.
The winter holiday diary Part 2
The winter holiday in the interesting things as much as the clouds in the sky, but there is a piece of color, so that I y can not forget that there is still half a month after leaving school, I play in the grandmother's home that night I have to go home, the neighbor's family Qiqi know, early in the morning to come to find me to play. We went to play in the snow and she and I took the jelly molds we got yesterday to play. The molds were heart-shaped, small squares, and large circles. We used them to learn how to make cakes. We pretended that someone was buying the cakes, and when they were sold, we competed to see who could throw them as far as possible.
We used corn kernels on top for corn flavor, and so on, red leaves for strawberries, and small stones for sesame seeds. And we played like that. Kiki's mom called her back for dinner and dad came to pick me up
I wanted to play a little longer and dad told me to hurry up. I waited for Kiki a while into the house to see, Dad disappeared, Grandma told me Dad went for a walk Kiki came back we played for a while Dad came, I have to go, Kiki I said next year also play together. I told her I could come definitely come.
I sat on the train and thought I would keep my promise to play with Kiki.
Winter vacation weekly journal Part 3
This afternoon, our family went to Tuxian to play, after tasting the special snacks in Tuxian, Dad took us to the square not far away, the square is so lively, a sea of people, there are self-indulgent singing, there are together with the square dance, there are also in the release of the lanterns, see there are also released the lanterns, I begged my father to buy a few for me as well, my father bought several to me as well.
Dad told me: Kongming lantern is Zhuge Liang invented. Why do you want to invent the Kongming lantern? It is because Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms was besieged by Sima Yi in Pingyang, and could not send troops out of the city to ask for help. Kong Ming calculated the wind direction, support will fly lantern, tied on the distress line, and then really get out of danger, so the later generations will call this kind of light for "Kong Ming lamp".
Dad first opened a bag, the stacked lanterns unfolded, I took the square white fuel out of the bag stuck in the lantern below the wire above, and then use a lighter to fuel the four corners of the light, the lantern gradually bulged, bulging shape like a balloon. It slowly rose, half a meter, a meter, two meters, three meters ...... only to see it rise to the height of the roof, at first you can see it is a lantern, gradually can only see the flame, and finally even the fire has become very weak.
I looked at the distant lanterns, thinking: another ship with a dream set sail!
The winter vacation weekly diary Part 4
In the blink of an eye, the campus life that has been separated for a long time is coming, and the winter vacation is going to be over, and in the winter vacation life that has gone by, there is one thing that has made me unforgettable so far.
Before the year, I began to live in my grandma's house. In my grandma's house, I lived a free life, and I refused to get up at 3:00 a.m., so of course I missed the breakfast time.
On the first day, I stayed in bed and refused to get up. The familiar music started, it was the breakfast milk seller coming. The music stopped, and after a minute's interval, it started up again, and the milkman left. When I woke up, there was an extra bag of milk on my pillow, who bought it for me? I was so hungry that I drank the bag of milk in a few mouthfuls.
The next day, when the familiar music started again, I woke up to see who had brought me the milk. I squinted and watched and listened. "Creak" door handle moved, a pale hand flashed in front of my eyes, the hand of the milk was quietly placed on my pillow. The figure gradually left, is the grandma, grandma does not want to let me hungry, so every day to buy me a bag of breakfast milk. At once I felt a lot heavier in my heart, because it was stuffed with my grandma's love and care for me again.
In the days that followed, I slept comfortably until the sun shone in the sky, got up, and then comfortably enjoyed the breakfast milk on my pillow.
Every time my grandma brought me breakfast milk, I would also put down a dollar under my grandma's pillow. Day after day, the bag of milk in the waste basket from one bag to two bags, from two bags to three bags ...... but grandma's pillow under the pillow but always only one dollar.
Back in Puyang, my mom helped me pack my bags, from the just washed clothes bag found a brand new 1 yuan coins, just is the grandma paid for breakfast milk money. I was shocked to learn that my grandma collected the money I put away every day and eventually replaced it with brand new 1 yuan coins and put them in my cloth bag.
My heart is sour, thinking back to the days of living in my grandma's house, the closest thing to me is my grandma, who made up for the fact that my mom wasn't around, and I can't forget that period of time.