Time flows as fast as water, a week has come to an end, we must have impressive things, let's express our opinions and ideas through the weekly journal. How to write a weekly journal to be organized? Here is my compilation of 10 sixth grade weekly journal, welcome to share.
Sixth grade weekly diary Part 1A long time have not visited Xiaohan and Xiaosi, pinned down for a long time, suddenly appeared in the QQ, to see the friends updated personality signature, are reported with a shallow heart smile. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
It has been in the heart of a little blame him, why just so goodbye, even let me say goodbye to the opportunity not to give. Without him talking to me about the future and other topics at the school meeting, I wouldn't have been able to make it through so many big and small meetings. In my heart, more or less to this senior some reluctant feeling. No matter what, what should go always have to go; the rest of the road, only to face themselves. Courageous, strong, face all this. Smile and shed tears. A very much my favorite song from Mother Southpaw's new album, Hidden Treasure Map. Mostly, I like the name. I found an English passage online today that uses the story of a rich man and his four wives to illustrate the point that only you will always be with you, no matter when or where you are. Thought he was right. But this story always reminds me of my parents. No matter what I'm doing, what I am, where I am, what decisions I make, they trust me, love me, and adore me as always. For no other reason than I am their daughter.
Those who love me are always with me. God is with me. The dream is with me. The struggle is with me. Difficulties and setbacks are only temporary. The trials and tribulations that I have experienced have become stepping stones to happiness. Neither do you have to worry about tomorrow, nor do you have to worry about yesterday, because you know you have done your best. This, then, is happiness.
Sixth Grade Weekly Writings Part 2Everyone should have their own motto, which can inspire people and let us overcome difficulties; or can always warn ourselves and let us go forward. My motto is also very meaningful to me.
Last week, I studied a text in my language book. This text is mainly about the author's father taught the author that there is more than one way to the square, and the author always tried to find a way for himself when he was in trouble several times. After reading this text, I was quite impressed. There is more than one way to the square, one way does not work, you can change another way to try, that is, as people say: do not hang yourself on a tree. Life is like this, a way can not reach the destination, you can try other ways, a different perspective to think about the problem, as long as the departure with hope, success will be closer and closer.
Then, I wrote on the paper with one stroke: there is more than one way to the square. And I put this piece of paper prominently on my desk as my motto, always admonishing and reminding myself.
Once, I was doing OU problems. I encountered a difficult problem, I can not do it even if I meditate, just like the ants on the hot pot. But the more anxious I was, the less I could think carefully, and I became even more anxious. Suddenly, my eyes glanced at my motto: There is more than one way to the square. It dawned on me that I could try to do it in another way, I could see what connections the quantitative relationships had, what was implied in each sentence, how I could switch my way of thinking, and whether there was some hidden data ...... I hastened to reread the question again, and then listed the relationships clearly on the straw paper. It is really a mountain of doubt, dark flowers and a village, I suddenly found the entry point of this question, and soon the puzzle was solved, the joy of my heart, naturally, is self-evident.
There is more than one way to the square! This motto is like the melodious flute, so that I have a lot of confidence; and like the horn of the advance, inspire me to gallop on the road of life!
6th Grade Weekly Writings Part 3Today, my mom bought a little white sheep. It's all fluffy, like a cotton candy, so people can't help but want to take a bite. And its ruby-like eyes, sparkling in the dark night, not to mention how lovely.
I gave it a nice name - small carrot. The carrot's ears look like a thin piece of paper, the blood vessels on the ears are clearly visible, I gently touched with my hand, hot it!
I put the carrot out of the cage, only to see its nose shrugged, as if looking for food, perhaps it is hungry. I said gently to the little carrot, "We'll have some cabbage to eat later, don't be anxious." I touched my stomach and heard from it - coo. Coo. Gu, I casually from the refrigerator that two pieces of bread, brush brush, bread crumbs fell under the. Suddenly, the little carrot ran over and ate all the bread crumbs on the ground. It licked its tongue and smiled at me. ......
Sixth Grade Weekly Writings Part 4Everyone gives thanks from the heart, maybe everyone, or maybe it's an object. But I thank from the heart is different, I want to thank is frustration.
In a sunny, windy afternoon. Our English teacher held a thick stack of test papers to our class, and the students who played outside slipped back to the classroom as if they were street rats. It turned out that it was time to hand out the English test papers. At that time, everyone was so nervous that even Zhou Kai Bambu, who had just come back from a noisy, sweaty day outside, didn't dare to take a breath. "Yuan Haoran scored 99 points, Sun Handong scored 92 points ......" After reporting the grades of one classmate after another finally, it was my turn. "Chen Weiqi 100 points." Yay! I was so happy that my hands were dancing. There was an inexplicable feeling of joy in my heart. At this time, our math teacher, Mr. Qin. Also clamped a thick stack of test papers to join in the fun, a sheet of test papers sent down, I looked at my own paper, "92 points!" The complacency on my face turned into a sad face. My heart was like falling from heaven to hell. This math score drowned out the joy I had indulged in my English score, made me less proud of my setbacks, and because of the setbacks I received on this test, I was able to work my way up the next time. I want to thank you properly - frustration.
Another time, on a cool morning, I was playing with my classmate, and suddenly he said, "Do you know how to skateboard?" I proudly said, "What's so hard about that, if you can play, then I must be able to do it too." I stepped onto the skateboard and suddenly my foot slipped and fell on my ass. No matter how I tried, the skateboard wouldn't obey me, but when it came to my classmate's feet, he behaved like a cat and didn't resist no matter what. He said, "If you want to skateboard you have to put your impatience and pride aside, keep yourself balanced, don't let your body tilt, put one foot on it, and start charging forward." I did as I was told and listened to him teach while imagining how he did it then. Sure enough, I succeeded after having been honed by failure and frustration.
It is for this reason that I am thankful for setbacks, because they allow me to drive my pride away and keep one striving to improve.
The sixth grade weekly diary article 5
The flow of time, I am no longer in the grass to play house children; I am no longer read aloud "bed in front of the bright moonlight" of the elementary school students; of ` I bid farewell to childhood, towards youth. With the vision of the future, I came to the town of a middle school, into the first year of life. Before the second year of junior high school, there is a deep yearning for the second campus, I have always wanted to grow up, a part of this place, this is my longing for a long time campus. After arriving here, I was so curious about everything on campus, I could no longer restrain my excitement, and my elementary school friends to say all the infinite joy. I think about the life in the three years, I will grow, progress, I will have a piece of heaven and earth, I will make friends, know different people, learn different new knowledge. On the first year, and then feel will make nervous. In the middle school, it is an excellent middle school, the competition of learning is fierce, and thus there will be. A little inattention to the results will be pulled behind the team, the slightest relaxation, to always be in a state of learning. I want a tense learning atmosphere in order to excel in three years of study.
Everything in the second year of junior high school, for me is fresh, everything is so fresh! For example: the course, there are many is not before. There is also the evening study ...... and so on
The first day of school, always so fresh in my mind, that excited heartbeat has not yet calm. The day, always good. It means growing up again, it is time for a new struggle. See students and teachers friendly smiling face, the heart can not help but ripples. Looking at unfamiliar books, a wave of curiosity from the bottom of the heart sprouted, the interest in learning somehow, suddenly got up.
On this day, in the school to see any uncivilized, we all follow the rules, perhaps trying their best to the heart of that gorgeous flower! When the sound of reading aloud echoed over the campus, the bright five-star red flag is also more dazzling.
The beginning of the school year, which means I have to say goodbye to the pleasant summer vacation. Into the new and intense study!
In my heart, I shouted "Go for it, go for the new, you are always the best!"
6th Grade Weekly Diary Part 6The sun was hot and it was a very hot day. I was watching TV in the air-conditioned room when I realized that my grandmother had come out of the bathroom with a bucket of water. It turned out to be to mop the floor. It wasn't long before I saw my grandmother sweating profusely. I thought to myself, "Grandma is old and has high blood pressure. I am 10 years old should learn to help her mop the floor.
I watched attentively how my grandmother mopped the floor. Oh, the bucket is very special, it has two functions, one is used to wash the mop, the other is the role of dehydration. But when you use it, you still have to let the handle slant a little. With that in mind, I told Grandma, 'I'll do it, I'll do it'. Grandma was puzzled and asked, 'Do you know how to mop?' I replied with a smile, 'I remembered everything you just mopped'. Grandma then agreed.
When I finished mopping, I was so happy to see the clean floor! Grandma also smiled happily.
Today, Thursday afternoon, the second period is art class. The bell rang. The art teacher came to the classroom and said, "Students we learn to draw chickens today." We were especially happy to hear, and then took out, art books, pencils, colored pencils, erasers, the teacher began to draw chickens, watching the teacher draw I also began to draw. I carefully and carefully draw, draw, draw ------ not a moment to finish the painting, I began to paint the color just after the color is finished the class. This lesson I am very happy.
Sixth Grade Weekly Journal Article 8I have many friends, the most memorable is Li Bo, I since I joined the school, he is very helpful to me. He is a person who thinks about others, and he has many advantages, such as helping others. I admire him very much. He is the star of hygiene. He is not very tall and his grades are not very good, but he is very kind. Then there's Huang Liangyong, he's quite tall and good at math, he goes to my house every weekend for revision. And Wang Guohua, he is most protective of me. I like them very much. And my teacher she understood that I like to draw, so she got me two big sheets of white paper, when the weather got cold she saw that I didn't wear much clothes she called my mom. Let her send me clothes, at that time I was very moved, two tears almost fell.
I am very grateful to them.
Sixth Grade Weekly Journal Part 9Every day, my dad sets the time for me to go to school and get out of school according to the school's work and rest schedule, saying that it prevents me from being playful on the road. This morning, I moved from home early because I had to memorize math concepts at school.
On the way, I met my dad who came back from grocery shopping, and he asked me sternly, "Why are you going to school so early? Chuan today I have to go to school early to memorize!"
"Hmph!" Dad said coldly, "If I find out, you go to school to play ......" I head tilted, body, said, "Do not do anything wrong, not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!"
To the school, there are already students who came first to memorize. I hurriedly took out my math book to review the concepts I had to memorize. By chance, I looked up, and guess who I saw? Hi, Dad is squinting into the classroom!
The table joked, "Hey! Lend me your 'big bodyguard'." I was furious and ran out to loudly question my dad, "What are you doing here?" "I came to see if you are ......" His words were not finished when the group leader came. I deliberately said loudly, "Team leader, I carry books." Without waiting for the group leader to put down the book bag, I recited it loudly so that Dad could listen to it. Only then did Dad leave without a word.
Alas, my "secret agent" dad!
Today, I have become the king of misspellings!
Yesterday, I went back to the school I was almost leaving and just sat down. The table looked extraordinarily lovely, the chairs looked extraordinarily lively. It was like I was sitting in the world of my childhood.
"The bell ...... rang and the teacher walked in solemnly. "Class." The voice was extraordinarily crisp. Suddenly, the teacher called me up, held up the diary in his hand and said, 'Look what you wrote out! "The teacher was very angry 'This one, that one, a whole lot of misspellings, even Yangyang is better than you, you say you, alas. Let's give her a nickname from now on. Well, it's called: the king of misspellings." At once I was very sad, why God is so unfair to me, although I go to a private school, but I also have dignity.
So I was very sad, and every time I saw the diary I trembled with fear.
Alas, I have to be strong ......