Today is Sunday. Get up in the morning, the weather is particularly sunny. Dad said to me, "After breakfast, dad will take you to the park to play!" " ""yes, yes! "I'm so happy!
There are so many people on the bus! I was almost pushed down, but luckily my dad dragged me, otherwise I would have been washed out of the car by the crowd! We got on the bus and found an empty seat. The car was crowded with people. Soon after the car drove, an aunt shouted: "mobile phone!" " My phone! I just played with it! How come kung fu is gone in a short time? "There was a buzz in the car:" Now the thief is really crazy! Stealing in broad daylight! ""there are too many people to catch! "... I listened, and my eyes rolled and I came up with a good idea. I said to my aunt, "Aunt, don't worry. The car hasn't stopped yet. The thief must still be in the car. I can catch the thief! " She picked up her father's cell phone and asked her aunt her cell phone number. After dialing, you are connected! "Rinrin Bell ..." "This is my ringtone!" Aunt said. All eyes were on a young man, from whom the sound came. Aunt robbed him of his mobile phone, and everyone Qi Xin took him to the police station together. Everyone gave me a thumbs-up and said, "Well done, little girl!" "It's good to be young!" "good! "... my heart is sweeter than eating honey.
Today is an unforgettable day for me!
A dreary Sunday
Composition: Boring Sunday Boring Sunday
Sunday, alas! It's another Sunday, because mom and dad never have a Sunday. So every Sunday I am alone at home (today is no exception), and there are many, many homework waiting for me. I lay in bed, sighing. I think: If my parents don't go to work every Sunday, they can take me to the park and eat KFC. How happy it would be! How interesting it would be if many children came to my house to play games with me every Sunday, and I would take out snacks to share with them when I was tired! If I have grown up now, I can travel alone to see some beautiful scenery, how wonderful it would be! ……
In fact, it's hard for mom and dad to work overtime on Sunday. I should understand them. When you are alone at home on Sunday, you can think of something meaningful to do and turn a boring Sunday into a happy Sunday. Boring Sunday
A dreary Sunday
A dreary Sunday
Sunday, alas! It's another Sunday, because mom and dad never have a Sunday. So every Sunday I am alone at home (today is no exception), and there are many, many homework waiting for me. I lay in bed, sighing. I think: If my parents don't go to work every Sunday, they can take me to the park and eat KFC. How happy it would be! How interesting it would be if many children came to my house to play games with me every Sunday, and I would take out snacks to share with them when I was tired! If I have grown up now, I can travel alone to see some beautiful scenery, how wonderful it would be! ……
In fact, it's hard for mom and dad to work overtime on Sunday. I should understand them. When you are alone at home on Sunday, you can think of something meaningful to do and turn a boring Sunday into a happy Sunday.
Sweet and sour Sunday
Little boy, big schoolbag, endless homework, there are piles of homework every Sunday, my parents won't let me go out to play, and even the TV is blocked. On Sunday, I seemed to have entered a never-ending journey. I don't know when, the happy Sunday has quietly left, leaving me only a sour and sweet Sunday.
Looking forward to it, Sunday finally came. I think I can sleep and relax on Sunday. But my parents gave me cooking. I arranged a day's review materials in advance. Alas. This wonderful plan fell through. What a nice Sunday. * * * 24 hours a day, except for 9 hours of sleep, I have been sitting at my desk with backache and sadness. At this time, I really want to travel through time and space, come to the age when my parents live, have a Sunday of my own, and enjoy freedom and happiness. Now I am doing my homework except the exam, and we are fighting day and night. Sunday became our overtime field. Staring at the yogurt in your hand, there is a little sweetness in the sour emulsion. That little sweetness has already been occupied by my lips, and only the sour taste has entered my mouth, and it has been sour to my heart.
Finally, my efforts paid off. My composition won the first prize at school and was awarded a bright red certificate of honor. I know that this honorary certificate is the result of my wandering in the sea of books on Sunday. Every Sunday, I put a lot of time and energy into reading and writing. In order to make my composition better, the reading room became my favorite on Sunday. I am as sweet as honey. When my parents saw my winning composition, they were also happy to reward me for surfing the Internet for two hours for free on Sunday. Now as long as I finish my homework on Sunday, I can enjoy reading in Baidu. A lot of extracurricular reading not only enriched my extracurricular knowledge, but also cultivated my sentiment. When I think of the past, I study hard for today. Now I can look forward to Sunday, and look forward to my two hours on Sunday. I stare at the bright moon in the sky, and I look forward to my beautiful tomorrow sweetly.
The sour and sweet Sunday gave me a lot of troubles and happiness; Let go of the troubles of growing up, fly higher, enjoy the happiness of growing up and grow better. I believe that there is always a rainbow after the storm, and I believe that a sour and sweet Sunday will definitely give me a brilliant tomorrow.
I want to have a happy Sunday.
As we all know, there are only 365 or 366 days in a year and only 7 days in a week. But in my mind, there are more than 400 days in a year and 8 days in a week.
In my opinion, the courses from Monday to Friday are all full. Finally, I waited for the weekend, came home and opened my schoolbag, and saw my homework like a hill. I am very happy to have survived Friday. However, the Olympic math class. Exercise class ... oh! I am bored to death.
If I have Monday, I will make full use of it. Like a bird, some fly in my ocean to the highest place in my heart. Can not be bound by work. You can play TV and watch it all the time. On Sunday, I dream of heaven, and I will mobilize all my cells to enter heaven.
Ah! Sunday, Sunday, I really want to have you. When can you come to our long-awaited angel?
Another Sunday
Another Sunday
Alas, another Sunday, another troublesome Sunday.
Looking at the white clouds in the sky, touching some sour right hands, sometimes I really envy the birds in the sky and feel very free. But I, like a bird in a cage, have water and food ... what do I lack? By the way, it is the lack of freedom.
Sunday, is it time to sleep in? No, there is another important reason why mom urges you to get up early, and that is homework. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I am dreaming and thinking about my homework. I got out of bed and went to my desk, but I didn't know what to write. I looked at my watch. It was already 2 am. Oh, my God! ! !
Don't say you can't sleep. The teacher's homework mountain is enough for you to write for a while. Alas, it's another troublesome Sunday.
When is there only laughter on Sunday?
I'm looking forward to Sunday
Another Sunday has arrived, another annoying Sunday. Believe it or not, at 6 o'clock in the morning, my mother's tweeter sounded on time: "Liu Linxia, don't get up at 6 o'clock!" Poor me, I have to get up sleepy. My mother went to work. I quickly put down my stomach and sat at my desk staring at the mountains of homework. I wandered in the sea of questions in the morning, and all kinds of tutoring took up all my time in the afternoon. I'm like a beaten top.
The Sunday I am looking forward to is pleasant. If my parents go to work, I can go to the park with my friends in the morning to collect specimens, get close to every creature in nature and know every animal in the world. I made an appointment with a friend to play badminton in the afternoon, and I was sweating all over. I took a bath at night and slept comfortably.
If my parents don't go to work, I hope they can take me to Lulan Qingsha and step on the soft sand barefoot, so that I don't have a taste. Take me to the farmhouse in the afternoon and enjoy the pastoral life I yearn for.
I'm looking forward to a happy Sunday all year round, full of spring flowers. I came to nature to see the flowers bloom, and colorful flowers competed for each other. Lying on the endless grass, looking at the white clouds in the sky, listening to the birds singing, quiet, beautiful and romantic. Summer is a season full of passion. I went swimming with my friends, played with sand on the beach and relived our childhood. Autumn is a peaceful and simple season, and a gust of autumn wind ushered in the maturity of rice. My mother and I went to the fields to pick up ears of grain, climb mountains and breathe fresh air. Although it is hard, we are very happy. Winter is a snow-white and pure season. It's snowing. Walking on the soft snow leaves a string of proud footprints, then making a snowman and having a snowball fight, intoxicated by the winter fantasy.
Marx once said, "Sunday belongs to children." But now Sunday belongs to mom and dad. Now the education department still gives us exam-oriented education, and the teacher wants to give us a mountain of homework. I really want to call: Give us a wonderful Sunday!
I'm looking forward to Sunday
Author: Liu Linxia has arrived on another Sunday, which is also an annoying Sunday. Believe it or not, at 6 o'clock in the morning, my mother's tweeter sounded on time: "Liu Linxia, don't get up at 6 o'clock!" Poor me, I have to get up sleepy. My mother went to work. I quickly put down my stomach and sat at my desk staring at the mountains of homework. I wandered in the sea of questions in the morning, and all kinds of tutoring took up all my time in the afternoon. I'm like a beaten top.
The Sunday I am looking forward to is pleasant. If my parents go to work, I can go to the park with my friends in the morning to collect specimens, get close to every creature in nature and know every animal in the world. I made an appointment with a friend to play badminton in the afternoon, and I was sweating all over. I took a bath at night and slept comfortably.
If my parents don't go to work, I hope they can take me to Lulan Qingsha and step on the soft sand barefoot, so that I don't have a taste. Take me to the farmhouse in the afternoon and enjoy the pastoral life I yearn for.
I'm looking forward to a happy Sunday all year round, full of spring flowers. I came to nature to see the flowers bloom, and colorful flowers competed for each other. Lying on the endless grass, looking at the white clouds in the sky, listening to the birds singing, quiet, beautiful and romantic. Summer is a season full of passion. I went swimming with my friends, played with sand on the beach and relived our childhood. Autumn is a peaceful and simple season, and a gust of autumn wind ushered in the maturity of rice. My mother and I went to the fields to pick up ears of grain, climb mountains and breathe fresh air. Although it is hard, we are very happy. Winter is a snow-white and pure season. It's snowing. Walking on the soft snow leaves a string of proud footprints, then making a snowman and having a snowball fight, intoxicated by the winter fantasy.
Marx once said, "Sunday belongs to children." But now Sunday belongs to mom and dad. Now the education department still gives us exam-oriented education, and the teacher wants to give us a mountain of homework. I really want to call: Give us a wonderful Sunday! Author: Liu Linxia