2. Write four weekly diaries on self-made topics. Add 20 points after writing, and add 5 points to a weekly diary of my summer vacation. In July 2009, there was a heavy rain in the first week. Today is the first day of summer vacation.
Although it rained heavily, it was still very hot. I am also very upset about this.
In the morning, after breakfast, I went to my room to read, do my homework and read. Among them, reading is my favorite.
I see the romance of the three kingdoms, insects, China for five thousand years. These books can teach us a lot. Romance of the Three Kingdoms can let me know what happened in the Three Kingdoms period. Entomology can let me know the secrets of the insect world; Five thousand years in China can let me know what happened in China in five thousand years.
At noon, after I finished eating, I went to bed. In the afternoon, I write a weekly diary and practice writing on the computer.
I like playing computer and practicing calligraphy. Practicing calligraphy can make us write better.
I type my weekly diary on the computer. After I type, I save it in my USB flash drive. Typing can speed up typing, and the USB flash drive can also help me save the composition I entered into the computer before, so that I can read the composition I wrote before, so I like typing in the computer. In the evening, after practicing two copybooks, watch TV and go to bed.
This is the first day of my summer vacation. Although I am bored, I am also very happy. The first week of July 2009 was cloudy. Today is the second day of summer vacation.
I go to the bookstore to read books. When I arrived at the bookstore, I saw a book on the shelf, named "the door left unlocked". I think it's strange. Turning it over, an eye-catching title came into view-"great material", and I couldn't wait to read on.
It turns out that this story is about: Bill Gates, a genius in the information age, the president of Microsoft Computer Company and the richest man in the United States, was recommended to the school library to help organize books in the fourth grade. He is clever and diligent. Although he is small and thin, he works hard.
He comes early every day, spares no effort to walk through the maze of bookshelves, picking out books that people have misplaced like a little detective, and then putting them back. Later, when his family moved to another neighborhood nearby, he was transferred from the library.
But he always remembers, "Who will sort out those books that are on the wrong team when I leave?" After careful consideration, he asked his mother to transfer him back to his original school. He told the librarian, "Now my father drives me to school. If my father doesn't take me, I'll walk. "
After reading this story, I was moved by the earnest spirit of Bill Gates. A teenager, so earnest and determined, can do anything in this world.
I think: in many great or outstanding figures, there are always many differences from ordinary people, which will be revealed in their life stories sooner or later. Before becoming famous, these may have been ignored. After becoming famous, people think of their own extraordinary.
However, whether it is recorded beforehand or afterwards, it is undoubtedly a masterpiece left to mankind. The first week of July 2009 was good. Today is the third day of summer vacation.
Going to a friend's house to play, I happened to meet some other friends. I said, "What game should I play?" A friend said, "Let's play' Rats Steal Oil'! The game is very simple, that is, a person plays a cat and stays next to' lamp oil' (lamp oil is pretending to be lamp oil at a certain position).
When others play with mice, every mouse will' steal oil'. The last person who steals will play a cat. "A few friends and I came to stone scissors cloth to decide who to do cat and mouse.
In the first game, I pretended to be a cat. He stood beside the lamp oil, and none of us could "steal oil".
Xiaojun looked at us, he couldn't help it! I saw him come forward to scold Dongdong, always flirting with Dongdong and teasing him. After a while, Dongdong's eyes flashed a sly smile.
Dongdong went out while Xiaojun was not looking. Xiao Jun ran like hell, Dong Dong chased like hell.
No one kept the lamp oil, so we rushed there. We will return immediately after we get the oil.
Dongdong turned around and noticed that he had been cheated. He immediately turned around and came back. At this time, Dongdong smiled and said, "Xiaojun is a cat!" " "Hearing this sentence, we are all relieved.
Xiaojun disguised himself as a cat, and my heart trembled involuntarily: He is so strong that I may lose. Xiaojun didn't catch us at all, but set an empty plan, as if waiting for a good opportunity.
This psychological struggle makes us afraid to go out like rats. I don't think this will be fun.
I rushed out of the hole. Xiaojun saw me coming out and chased me like a dog. Finally, I caught it.
I played the cat in an obvious way. Give me one, and I'll catch one.
I stayed by for a long time, but they didn't come out, just hiding. Hee hee, someone still came out.
Tintin ran out and said, "Come, chase me!" "I'm not that stupid. I still stood still and said calmly, "You come, I won't chase you!" " "At this time, everyone else came.
I have a left and a right. I grabbed Lele's skirt and shouted, "I got Lele!" " "Lele caught it this time ... the evening came, and we had a good time today.
The first week of July 2009 was good. Today is the fourth day of summer vacation. My father and I went swimming in the swimming pool. When I arrived at the swimming pool, I couldn't wait to change my bathing suit and jumped into the water without waiting for my father.
I know I can't swim, but I jumped into the water proudly, which made me dizzy. Then, my father came. He came to me, did some aerobic exercise, and then dived like a fish.
He washed his face, then came out of the water and called me, "son, this water is very cold." Jump down and swim! " "I replied in fear," I can't swim yet. I go to the swimming pool. " , "there are three-year-old children to play with, are you a three-year-old child? If not, learn to swim here. "
I listened to my father's words and had to go into the water to learn swimming from him. First, my father taught me how to swim regularly with a stroke of his hand.
I also swim in the posture of my father. First, my father robbed me of my mobile game, and then begged my father to let me swim slowly. Finally, I learned to swim. I shouted happily, "I can swim!" " "oh! I choked on the water again.
3. A weekly diary with a self-made title. I am a bird, and I live in a grand canyon. Still, I always want to go out and have a look.
Finally, one day, I carried out this long-planned plan and left my mother to have a look in the city. Fly and fly, I don't know how long it took. I finally saw a big city in front of me, which looked like a castle from a distance.
It's almost time. I'm very excited. This place that haunts me is right in front of my eyes now.
Cities are really different! There are so many tall buildings, factories and shops that I am almost shocked. I rushed to the park lawn happily.
There are also many birds here. They all strolled leisurely on the hairy grass, but no one was looking for food. "Oh, they must have too much food to eat."
I thought, "If I were here, I would have nothing to worry about in the future." So I went to them.
"Hi, hello, I'm new to this city. My name is Xiao Xiao. " These beautiful golden birds are very friendly. One of them replied, "Hello, nice to meet you. I called them. They are all my partners. "
"Are you walking?" I asked curiously. "Oh, no, we are replenishing energy."
Say it. "Replenish energy?" I don't understand.
"Yes, just like you are foraging, we can move with energy." Explain it to me.
"oh? Is it? Standing in the sun can fill your stomach. What a nice city! Just because I am hungry, let me bask in the sun! " I'm happy to say. After a while, instead of replenishing energy, I was even hungrier: "Well, why am I still hungry!" " ""honey, you're not like us. "
"Not the same? What's the difference? " I don't know why. But I didn't wait for an answer. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds. Seeing that the rain had just fallen, I suddenly shouted, "No, let's find a place to hide."
Said and dragged me to fly under an old carport. Nevertheless, my wings are still stained with a lot of rain: "But, come on, why do you make a fuss about a rain?" "This is not the previous rain, this is acid rain."
Said seriously. "Acid rain?" However, I haven't finished asking, and I have tasted the acid rain, and I am itchy all over and start to lose my hair.
"Oh, no, Xiaoxiao, you are wet with acid rain." I'm in a hurry, so use her wings to wipe the rain for me.
Probably this shabby carport, but when she wiped the rain for me, she was caught in the rain herself, but she didn't seem to notice it. "Well, aren't you afraid of acid rain?" I am curious.
"Why not?" I have been talking to the dead bird next to me, saying, "If we encounter acid rain, we will pay a heavy price." "Well, that's it ..." I lost a lot of feathers without saying that. What surprised me even more was that her skin was golden and shiny.
But before I could think about it, I fell to the ground "Good-good-good-good-bye" Many friends who lost their lives flew in.
The rain stopped, so they sent the flowers to a nearby research institute. "Why not send it to the hospital and send it to the institute?" "To tell you the truth, we are not real birds, but robot birds made of metal by urban residents.
For many years, there were few real birds here, so we used metal birds instead. Because we are clean, we don't have to consume food. "
I was shocked by what another bird said. No wonder they have so many strange behaviors. "What should I do? She is not important! " I'm worried. "If it is serious, it is necessary to change the plane!" Said the bird.
An hour later, the results came out, hopeless. Just changing the movement is equivalent to recreating a metal bird. I don't want to accept this tragic ending. Maybe it's better to escape.
After all, this city is not where I stay. Maybe I shouldn't have come here in the first place. I resolutely left this demonic place, I belong to the mountains.
Thinking that I will go back to the Woods in the mountains, where my mother and my home are, I should stay there. After several days of hard work, I finally got home, but I didn't expect to meet my mother before I got home.
"Mom." I dive in the past, "how did you come to pick me up? How did you know I was going home today? " Mom looked at me and smiled, but her face showed excessive fatigue.
"Let's go home!" I'm happy to say. "home? We have no home! Just as you were about to go out, a big machine came into the Woods and cut down all the trees. "
Why is the world so big, but humans don't give us birds a peaceful home? I saw the sun covered by dark clouds.
This 600-word weekly diary is called Childhood, which is a colorful story that we doodled when we were young.
When you grow up, these memories will not "delete" the interesting things of childhood with the passage of time. If I recall them, I will giggle later. At noon when I was eight, my parents and I went to an adult's wedding.
After the wedding, several guests came to my house. I saw my father drinking with the guests at the door, and several guests were fascinated by watching TV.
When the host left and my parents were away, I thought: Although everyone loves to drink, how does the wine taste? Have a taste secretly! ! ! At first, I tiptoed to the living room, picked up the bottle of white wine and poured it into my mouth. Ah, for only a short second, I was so hot that my face turned red.
Come on, drink, wine is sweeter! So I found a bottle of wine. I opened the lid, carefully poured it into the cup, sealed it immediately, hid it (for fear of being discovered by adults) and drank four mouthfuls. Delicious! But I feel very dizzy, like walking on a cloud.
I immediately ran back to my room and plunged into the quilt. Anyway, let's go to sleep first.
At this time, my father is taking a nap. Fortunately, I didn't get beaten. Later, every time I recalled it, I couldn't help but be happy.
What about you? Diary Source: Diary This article comes from: /a/ Zhou Ji/10/20 108993 If it is a weekly diary, just change the beginning and end to your feelings or thoughts of the day, which is really not the date of the day.
5. Make a weekly diary with a 600-word title. Thank you for making your youth fly.
I am a grass growing in a remote corner of the yard. There is no sunshine in the corner all day long, and a pile of messy bricks beat me tightly.
I know I don't have the fragrance of plum blossom, the richness of peony and the nobility of lotus. . . . . . My life is almost humble and completely ignored, but I love life as much as I love all flowers and plants. Although I grew up in a remote corner of the yard, although I can't see the sun all day, although there are a bunch of messy bricks in the corner, I have given full enthusiasm to life. Because I know: as long as you have passion for life, a grass can also have rotting youth.
On the night when I was trying to grow up, I encountered a rare storm. Raindrops as big as beans kept hitting me, and my fragile bones couldn't stand being destroyed and broke at once. . .
I don't know how long, I woke up. It's already white, the storm has stopped, the sun is shining, and there seems to be a gorgeous rainbow in the blue sky. And I fell on a broken brick and couldn't struggle anymore.
As we all know, this is the reason why I am weak. Everyone knows that whether I struggle or not has little influence on the world, but I firmly believe that although I am only a small viola yedoensis, I have the same enthusiasm for life as other flowers and plants, yes, I have the same enthusiasm for life!
Thought of here, I took a deep breath, but then suddenly a hard, sure enough, my body out of the old brick, straight up. At the moment, I feel stronger than before. It is my passion for life that gives me the courage to overcome difficulties!
I just grow up day by day.
Finally one day, I opened a lilac.
Just then, a little girl came across me in a remote corner of the yard. She looked at me in surprise and sighed, "What beautiful flowers!"
6. A weekly diary with a self-made title. I am a bird, and I live in a grand canyon. Still, I always want to go out and have a look.
Finally, one day, I carried out this long-planned plan and left my mother to have a look in the city.
Fly and fly, I don't know how long it took. I finally saw a big city in front of me, which looked like a castle from a distance.
It's almost time. I'm very excited. This place that haunts me is right in front of my eyes now.
Cities are really different! There are so many tall buildings, factories and shops that I am almost shocked.
I rushed to the park lawn happily. There are also many birds here. They all strolled leisurely on the hairy grass, but no one was looking for food.
"Oh, they must have too much food to eat." I thought, "If I were here, I would have nothing to worry about in the future."
So I went to them. "Hi, hello, I'm new to this city. My name is Xiao Xiao. "
These beautiful golden birds are very friendly. One of them replied, "Hello, nice to meet you. I called them. They are all my partners. "
"Are you walking?" I asked curiously.
"Oh, no, we are replenishing energy." Say it.
"Replenish energy?" I don't understand.
"Yes, just like you are foraging, we can move with energy." Explain it to me.
"oh? Is it? Standing in the sun can fill your stomach. What a nice city! Just because I am hungry, let me bask in the sun! " I'm happy to say.
After a while, instead of replenishing energy, I was even hungrier: "Well, why am I still hungry!" " "
"Baby, you are different from us."
"Not the same? What's the difference? " I don't know why.
But I didn't wait for an answer. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds. Seeing that the rain had just fallen, I suddenly shouted, "No, let's find a place to hide." Said and dragged me to fly under an old carport.
Nevertheless, my wings are still stained with a lot of rain: "But, come on, why do you make a fuss about a rain?"
"This is not the previous rain, this is acid rain." Said seriously.
"Acid rain?" However, I haven't finished asking, and I have tasted the acid rain, and I am itchy all over and start to lose my hair. "Oh, no, Xiaoxiao, you are wet with acid rain." I'm in a hurry, so use her wings to wipe the rain for me.
Probably this shabby carport, but when she wiped the rain for me, she was caught in the rain herself, but she didn't seem to notice it.
"Well, aren't you afraid of acid rain?" I am curious.
"Why not?" I have been talking to the dead bird next to me, saying, "If we encounter acid rain, we will pay a heavy price."
"Well, that's it ..." I lost a lot of feathers without saying that. What surprised me even more was that her skin was golden and shiny. But before I could think about it, I fell to the ground
"Good-good-good-good-bye" Many friends who lost their lives flew in.
The rain stopped, so they sent the flowers to a nearby research institute.
"Why not send it to the hospital and send it to the institute?"
"To tell you the truth, we are not real birds, but robot birds made of metal by urban residents. For many years, there were few real birds here, so we used metal birds instead. Because we are clean, we don't have to consume food. " I was shocked by what another bird said. No wonder they have so many strange behaviors.
"What should I do? She is not important! " I'm worried.
"If it is serious, it is necessary to change the plane!" Said the bird.
An hour later, the results came out, hopeless. Just changing the movement is equivalent to recreating a metal bird.
I don't want to accept this tragic ending. Maybe it's better to escape. After all, this city is not where I stay. Maybe I shouldn't have come here in the first place.
I resolutely left this demonic place, I belong to the mountains.
Thinking that I will go back to the Woods in the mountains, where my mother and my home are, I should stay there.
After several days of hard work, I finally got home, but I didn't expect to meet my mother before I got home.
"Mom." I dive in the past, "how did you come to pick me up? How did you know I was going home today? "
Mom looked at me and smiled, but her face showed excessive fatigue.
"Let's go home!" I'm happy to say.
"home? We have no home! Just as you were about to go out, a big machine came into the Woods and cut down all the trees. "
Why is the world so big, but humans don't give us birds a peaceful home? I saw the sun covered by dark clouds.
7. Write a 500-word composition on the topic of "Use as a Book". When you use the book, you will hate less. "You hate less when you use the book"-this is a sentence I learned in the third grade. This time, I really tasted it. On this day, as soon as I got home, I got out of my schoolbag and plunged into the homework pile. After a while, I became a teacher. I took out my weekly diary from my schoolbag and spread it on the desk. Then I began to think: "If there is no topic in this diary, there will be no idea. This is what I should write! " I walked from my room to the living room and from the living room to the kitchen, but I still don't know. What should I do? Suddenly, my eyes lit up: "Go and ask!" I went to my mother's and asked her to give me a topic and give me a clue to writing. My mother asked me to write about our little turtle. So I took out a thick encyclopedia of animal interest from the shelf. I searched it carefully and no one was there. I was in a hurry, so I quickly took out all the books about animals on the shelf. Ahem! The information I am looking for is pitiful, only a few words. At this moment, my mother came over, looked at my weekly diary and said to me, "What's the matter? Are you worried about your composition? " "Why is the topic you gave me so difficult to write? I haven't found it for a long time! " I muttered to myself unhappily. "Ha ha, this is called' use the book, hate less'. Haven't you read such a book in the school library? " Yes, when I go to the library, I never read science books. I regretted it very much and whispered to my mother, "Mom, you'd better teach me composition!" " "Finally, under the guidance of my mother, I finally finished my weekly diary.