A collection of 9 junior language weekly notes
A busy and full week has passed, there must be a lot of harvest, need to be summarized and recorded in the weekly notes. How do we write weekly notes? The following is my compilation of junior language weekly journal 9, for your reference and reference, I hope to help the need of friends.
Weekly Memoirs for the Third Year Language Part 1
I believe many people have read the books of the braided sister! My favorite she wrote the braided sister growing up story "Flying Ice Princess".
I remember the general content of the book is like this: follow the braided sister's favorite boy Jie Pan, open a twisted map of growth. Maverick Zhu Pingting gentle guardian of Alim's attachment, the unsmiling Ai Weiwei treasures a beautiful dream on ice, rampant Inan inadvertently crashed through the secret of his father, the boy of the street dance fly ah times sprinting to the peak of the unparalleled. The good and righteous handsome boys, like knights, guard the girls through the sunshine, through the rainy season, and know that she becomes the perfect princess who is warm and strong inside!
My favorite character in the text is Jai Pan. He's a kind, impulsive boy who has a wonderful way of blending into the sadness and joy of countless girls (I'm kind of one of them, right?) in a growing saga of ups and downs. There are also a number of die-hard readers who have followed Jaipan all the way through, saying, "If only God had made a few more Jaipans, it would have benefited more sad and weak girls."
I loved the way my braided sister wore low-rise jeans with 1,022 little stones and beads above her knees. How I long for a pair of jeans like that! ~
Finally I would like to say to you: read more books about braided sisters, it's very nice! There are a lot of stories about children of our age in it, read more and more ah!
The first three language weekly journal article 2
Yesterday, my mother had a cold, so she did not take medicine as before, but the use of fire cupping method to cure the cold, I am on the sidelines to observe.
The doctor first took a bunch of small and large transparent glass jars on the side of the bed where my mother was lying, and then used tweezers to hold a ball of cotton balls wet in alcohol, and then used a lighter to light the wet cotton balls, and then finally she used the cotton balls on fire in the glass jars to stir a few times and quickly cover the mouth of the jar in the corresponding acupuncture points, which is the glass jars still hot to touch, and I sometimes wonder why the glass jars, like the glass jars, are stuck to the skin and not fall off. I sometimes wondered in my head: why does the glass jar look like it's stuck to my skin and won't fall off? Why do I see through the glass canister at the mouth of the canister of that piece of skin like a balloon bulging it?
This week, the teacher arranged for the students to go back to do experiments, I and my father together to do "palm hanging bottle" test. We found an empty bottle filled with jam, I first poured hot water into the bottle, and then shake the bottle to pour out the hot water inside, and then I quickly put the palm of my hand over the mouth of the bottle, the other hand on the bottom of the bottle, my father opened the bottle of cool water, and finally when the bottle cooled down, I let go of my hand on the bottom of the bottle, the palm of my hand on the mouth of the bottle actually sucked the bottle firmly, the bottle hangs in the palm of the hand below. "Why is the bottle hanging under the palm of my hand?" I was full of questions.
Dad explained to me: the principle of the above experiment and fire cupping is the same. Then, mom and dad told me about the composition of air, thermal expansion and contraction, atmospheric pressure and other knowledge. It turns out that the glass bottle is relying on atmospheric pressure on the palm of the hand, the skin, the bottle bulging skin is sucked up by the negative air pressure in the bottle.
Life contains a lot of scientific knowledge, as long as the heart with a good observation and good hands-on experiments, you can solve the puzzle, learn a lot of textbooks can not learn knowledge.
The weekly journal of the junior high school language Part 3
In the blink of an eye to the year 20xx, the rapid development of science and technology, the school has become more beautiful and more magical.
The door of the school can distinguish the good, the good, the ugly and the evil. It has a "distinguishing instrument" inside, if you are a bad person, it will extend the mechanical hand, tie you up. If you are a student or parent, it will say, "Welcome, welcome, please come in!"
When you enter the school, you will find a lot of electronic surveillance equipment patrolling. Electronic monitoring equipment inside a "garbage recycler", electronic monitoring equipment, once you see the garbage, will swallow the garbage, garbage in the stomach of electronic monitoring equipment will become useful paper. If the electronic monitoring equipment to see a student in the fight, it will launch the "sober bullet", so that they no longer quarrel, fight.
The blackboard in the classroom has long been "retired" and replaced by the wall. There is a fluorescent screen on the wall, the teacher only need to input the content to the fluorescent screen can be lectured. There is a button on the floor, once pressed, desks and chairs will pop out of the ground, there is also a row of buttons on the table, press the white will appear a set of stationery and textbooks, press the red will be able to listen to music, press the green will be able to play the piano. The teacher becomes a robot teacher, and all the teacher has to do is operate the robot from the office.
The playground is underground. There are a lot of fluorescent screens above the playground, so it's not dark even at night. The playground can be transformed at will: if you press the green button, the basketball hoop becomes a goal, and the basketball court becomes a soccer field.
Although this is just my fantasy, I believe that with the rapid development of science and technology, the dream will come true!
junior language weekly journal Part 4The second day of the National Day holiday, our family went to the ancient town of Nanxun to play. After nearly two hours of driving, finally arrived in Nanxun ancient town.
As soon as we entered the Nanxun scenic area, we could feel a strong water town flavor. We first went to see the introduction of Nanxun ancient town. It turned out that Nanxun town has been built for more than 750 years, a long history, deep cultural heritage, is the national 4A level scenic area. Nanxun outstanding people and places, material and natural treasures, convergence of Chinese and Western culture, Confucian business culture, lake pen culture, garden culture, ancient bridge culture.
After browsing the introduction, we first went to the Liu's Brotherhood attractions. This is the house of Liu Yong family. The inner wall of the courtyard of this house is built with red bricks bought from France, so it is also called the red house, which shows how rich their family was at that time. Behind the red house there is a garden with a pavilion where it is said that Lawrence Liu's daughter would often read books. Behind the garden, there were some very nice houses, which were specially for the servants of the family, and there were also small gardens. I thought, "Lawrence Liu is so good to the servants of his family! If I could have such an environment to read how good it would be!
The second place to go is Xiaolianzhuang. As soon as you walk in, you can see a large swath of lotus leaves, each leaf is bigger than a plate! Turquoise green, next to the laurel have fallen on the lotus leaves, from time to time to see a few lotus, so beautiful oh! Huh? I suddenly realized, small lotus Zhuang small lotus Zhuang, no wonder called small lotus Zhuang, so!
The third go 'place is the series of lake silk museum. Once inside the first room I was stunned by the scene in front of me: a layer of hay on the ground, hay is everywhere on the cocoon, even next to the coat hanging there. Then look at the back of a room, is the silk processing room, which can be seen before how to process silk, processing out of the silk white flowers, was rolled into a twist, so beautiful!
These three places are my deepest impression, we also looked at the former residence of celebrities, tasted the old town snacks. It was late, did not see all the attractions, had to next time free to tour Nanxun.
junior language weekly journal Part 5The passage of time, marking that I have slowly grown up, understand the preciousness of time and the road of life is not simple.
The road of life is like sailing on the sea, and the ideal is like a sailboat on the sea level, it will take you to every corner of the world, depending on you, the sailor's heart is big, how far the dream.
My ideal is very simple, I want to be a writer, can use their own hands to depict the story of others; with their own simple vocabulary to write others seem ordinary in fact not ordinary life. However, some people may say, what's so good about being a writer, writing a bunch of useless words. Now there are a few people in society who will appreciate, in this society of the weak and the strong, you write something without sales, who will care about you.
Perhaps my friend is right. The reality is cruel, the ideal is beautiful. But we need to struggle to survive, and the source of struggle comes from the ideal. It is not the reality of the society in the head of a blow, the ideal is in your exhaustion, for you to guide the way of the light, the ideal is to support you to persist in the shadow.
I like literature, not necessarily I will go to the road of literature, people in this life will experience a lot, so the ideal is not a means for you and me to survive, it is a kind of conviction, unchanging beliefs, no matter how stubborn people, will bow to reality.
Just cross the beginning of the age of my fear of a few years, more than ten years, twenty years after being tortured by the reality of a thousand holes in me, will not stick to it. But, no matter how I hope that no matter literature, or what, I hope that there is a light to accompany me to go on, all the time.
Because, the ideal is the sailboat on the sea, is the hope of the dream.
The first autumn wind, tree shadow zero fall, Guo Dian night sky so lonely, no stars dress up, only a round of bright moon decorated with this gray night sky. 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.
A gust of autumn wind blew, feeling a burst of coolness. The first thing you need to do is to look at the students in front of you, and a burst of laughter breaks the peace of the night. In the middle of them, did not feel too much warmth, it seems that this happy atmosphere can not resist my lonely defense, never close to me.
Shuttle in the middle of them, the feeling of loneliness a little spread, which is my heart rose a strong voice: I long for friendship, longing for warmth, however, the students continue to walk past me, but none of them heard the cry of my heart, none of them stay.
I was disappointed to stand in place, staring at the same lonely sky; the same lonely moon; the same lonely shadow, the heart, a little bit cooler, and the cry of the heart is also frozen in the bottomless abyss. At this time, I realized the mood of Li Bai in Tang Dynasty when he was lonely. Raise the cup to invite the moon, the shadow into three people! Now I am also the same as him, corresponding to three people, only the moon and my shadow, every night with me, in a night all constitute a beautiful picture.
Tonight, I'm going to be with my shadow and the moon again, but I don't know when my heart will be heard, but it's frozen, and I'm afraid no one will ever hear it! But I still look forward to look forward to, look forward to the day, someone with warmth to melt this frozen voice, but also melt my heart.
Yesterday, I went to a lot of places, probably because of "daydreaming, night dreaming", last night I had a particularly strange dream.
In my dream, I met a bad guy, and I was sitting in a traveling bus with a lot of people on it. Suddenly a bad guy with an AK-47 broke into the bus and shot at the passengers. The car was in a terrible state, and some of the passengers were in agony, but they were still dead.
At that time, I was eager to survive, kicked open the window of the vehicle, and ran out of the car on the highway at high speed. This bad guy saw me escape, ran out of the car towards me aiming to shoot. "pong! pong! pong!" even fired three shots, ah ha, I have not been injured, only to see my excellent light skills, three two climbed to the cliff, hiding into a bush. Immediately, the bad guys teamed up to search for me in the mountains. But before they came to search for me, they killed all the people in the tour bus. The group of bad guys who came to search for me are also professional level characters, very athletic, can be called a parkour master. However, relative to me is not very strong, only called me three times two slipped into a village in the mountains, in the village shuttle back and forth, using the terrain stealth I killed several bad guys one after another. In the end, I have been fully armed up, the remaining few bad guys also all eliminated.
With that I made my way back to the highway where it happened, and saw that the scene of the bus was already full of cops, and the police were taking the matter seriously. I hurriedly hid away in order to cause more trouble. With that, I woke up from my dream, and I had a big plate of chicken thighs... I was so full. "So there are little chicken legs to eat for defeating the bad guy, I laughed maniacally with glee, wahahahaha." And then followed by a wake up, I realized that I had slept on the floor of the room, this time I was sure that I was back in reality.
If you don't believe that you will succeed, then who will believe that you will succeed?
If you do not believe that you are trying, who will believe that your little by little, for that result?
Teenage girls, you should believe in yourself. The girl, to know, you can only believe in yourself without reason.
Teenage girl, if you care about those red dust is right and wrong, I can not say anything, teenage girl, do you still remember your dream?
Teenage girl, you can only create a sky by yourself, you have no one to rely on, and you can not rely on anyone, you can only fight by yourself.
If you don't believe that you have the ability to do this yourself, then who else can believe in you?
Teenage girls, in fact, the best, is yourself.
If you don't believe in yourself, then who else can believe in you?
If you don't even believe that you can change the world, then no one will believe you.
If you don't believe that you are at the center of the world, no one will believe you.
If you don't even believe that all your goodness, then you can only be a heartless person.
If you don't even believe that the world has to give without expecting anything in return, then you definitely don't have the happiness of loving and being loved.
If you don't even believe that you can realize your dreams, then you definitely don't deserve them!
If you don't believe that you can love someone with everything you have, then you definitely don't deserve love.
If you don't believe, no, the world is absolutely no ifs.
So, while you can still believe, try to believe in yourself as much as you can, and, as much as you can,
Junior Language Weekly Writings Part 9"A table, a chair, a fan, a text only."
On the eve of the midterm, everyone is struggling, I seem to be working harder and harder, the so-called the more pressure, the more power? But I will look for other small channel to release a trace of pressure, and ultimately with the power to remain equal.
Almost graduated from junior high school, since embarking on the road to junior high school, so far, I have known thousands of people, no exaggeration, that is, thousands of people. In my interpersonal interactions, unforgettable but always so few people, but now seems to be confused only one person ......
I can not use words to describe that person to my good, care, since the second from the second acquaintance, really did not look at the wrong person, it is really "have a chance to meet! I have always been grateful to this person, grateful heart.
Although my literary talent is average, please allow me to say so. I really can not help my heart a fire of gratitude, I want to put my heart held everything everything, shout out loud.
I have to use an old, earthy words to describe myself, "others to me three good, I will be ten times better for others. Who said that life is boring and lonely companion, who said that wine is in the lonely pain before irrigation, in addition to a sincere friend outside of the same potion can be through the heart.
The world is not a sentence: know people know the face do not know the heart. But I only need to know the face, do not need to know its heart, I only know the dedication to society, dedication to the world a all cut on the line. I also only need to fulfill my spiritual world, I am content, if there is really an afterlife, I hope and that person to tie ......
At this moment, I use a thousand words can not express my gratitude, but also can only say one last word:
"Thank you! "
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