Write a Weekly Diary 600 words 1 "Ding" The doorbell rang, and when the door opened, it turned out to be a new girl. "Let's go out to play together!" The little girl said kindly. "Yes, yes," I answered happily.
The wind is blowing, blowing on our cheeks. A drink bottle flew in from nowhere. Oh, oh, she will definitely kick the drink bottle open with her feet, and maybe she will meet someone else. The little girl is new here. She usually likes to be clean and won't pick up dirty beverage bottles. I was about to walk past when she bent down. I'm almost certain that she will kick her foot next. The atmosphere was so stiff that I forgot all about it. I quickly shouted, "Stop kicking." The little girl looked at me in surprise, then turned around and gently picked up the drink bottle with her hand. I can't help but feel relieved. She explained, "I think you misunderstood. I want to pick it up and throw it in the trash can. I know from your words that you are a person with public morality. " Hearing this, my inner shame disappeared. I looked up, our eyes intertwined, looked at each other, and we both laughed.
"When you picked up the drink bottle, I knew you. You are an excellent girl. " I said with a smile.
Life is often like this. Deliberate actions often can't shorten the distance between people, but a casual detail and action can build a beautiful bridge between people and shorten the distance between people.
Unexpectedly, an inconspicuous beverage bottle can build a beautiful bridge between me and the little girl's heart, lighting the lights between people, leaving no distance between people.
In fact, to shorten the distance with people, the most important thing is to get along with people sincerely. I believe that with your sincerity, two strangers can be close and their hearts are very close. ...
Write a 600-word weekly diary, two 20xx years, xx months, xx days, weeks and x days.
A long time ago, a monkey climbed down a tree and took a brave first step with two feet, regardless of the sarcastic eyes of his companions. No matter how dangerous the ground is, he insists on walking on two legs. Thus, a miracle was born, human beings appeared, and that monkey became the ancestor of human beings. The monkey who left him in the tree has now entered the zoo and become an ornamental animal.
This is one step away.
In the eyes of ordinary people, a step is only a short distance. Yes, if it only refers to the unit for measuring the length, I say it takes a lot of courage to take a step, which will make people snicker, but in scientific terms, it takes a lot of courage to take a step and even be prepared for sacrifice. Didn't Bruno burn alive by the Inquisition for insisting on Heliocentrism? Isn't it ridiculed that Galileo proposed that two balls with different qualities would land at the same time? Of course, they know what their actions mean, but they still take the first step bravely, because they firmly believe that their theory will be proved one day and people will accept their theory. Science and truth are more important than life and freedom. History has proved that they are right and their names will go down in history forever. The persecution of the church can't stop their progress. They were the first "monkeys" to walk on two feet, and they were the pioneers of mankind.
One step away, many times we rely on great courage, many times we rely on firm belief as the pillar, and many times we rely on strong perseverance as the backing. Armstrong, the first historical figure who successfully landed on the moon, dreamed of landing on the moon when he was young. In order to realize the dream of life, he worked hard for decades, and finally one day, with confidence and ideals, he bravely embarked on a journey. When the spaceship landed and the hatch opened, he took a small step, and his struggle and belief were integrated into this step across history. But this small step is a milestone for mankind.
Big waves wash sand, leaving behind real gold. Students, take the first step bravely on the road of climbing science. I believe your courage will bring unexpected gains!
Write a 600-word weekly diary, three 20xx years, xx months, xx days, weeks and x days.
There is a distance that can neither be described by a ruler nor marked by a unit. It always seems so ethereal and inexplicable, but it is everywhere. Occasionally, on a quiet night, I recall my subtle connection with him or her. Remember those who left a mark on their hearts, those forgotten memories scattered in the corner of their hearts.
Although Qianshan is far away, it always makes you feel close at hand. There is always something that can make you cross the gap between time and space, by carrying your inner words, ordinary nagging, a casual concern or greeting. The inner voice can always arouse the echo across the flood, causing the sound of * * *. Words and language have built a bridge between you and me.
The farthest distance in the world is the mind, and the nearest distance is also the mind.
A corner of the sea is the edge of the sky. A heartfelt concern and yearning brings two hearts so close together, just like Wei's poem, while China is our friendship and Heaven is our neighbor. Maybe two people will never meet. Or face to face, there is no communication between heart and heart, even if he tries hard, it is no use saying that the distance between heart and heart is still so far away, and he is a stranger. Destined to be just a passer-by on the long road of human growth.
But between people, distance is essential. It is because of distance that people have strangers, friends, relatives and lovers. How to grasp the distance between heart and heart is very important. A closed mind will suffocate us in the struggle, so heart and heart must leave a bridge of communication, and heart and heart will be warm together, otherwise they will die quietly in loneliness.
There is a sentence in Hugo's memory, which roughly means that the ocean is wider than the land, the sky is wider than the ocean, and the people's hearts are wider than the sky. The distance between heart and heart will not become distant because of vastness, but will become closer because of vastness. Therefore, we should have the courage to break through the walls of the mind, spread the wings of the mind, and find the harbor of heart and heart in the vast sea of people.
From one place to another, it is the distance of the journey. From one heart to another, it is the distance of the soul.
A boy is standing fishing in a corner of Litchi Park. Suddenly, he slipped and stepped on a thick layer of moss and fell into the water with a bang. ...
Guess who that boy is? So is the next one. Listen to me slowly.
"Dad, today I will take my aunt to litchi Park to enjoy the scenery in the south, ok?"
I asked dad. "No problem, but you have to finish this English test paper first." After that, my father pulled out a topic from behind like acrobatics, as many as the stars in the sky. "Oh, my God!" Dad didn't let me pass until I finished writing the English test paper.
When I took my aunt and my fishing rod to feel the litchi park, it was almost 3: 30, and the fishing platform must be full! So we quickly ran into the gate of litchi park and went straight to Yutai. But when my aunt and I arrived to go fishing, the "Manchu" sign was already hung on it. "What bad luck!" I muttered something in my mouth. Suddenly, my eyes lit up. Is there really no "feng shui treasure land" for fishing? I rushed over and jumped from the shore to a stone on the river. In fact, the "feng shui treasure land" I said for fishing is a big stone on the river. After standing, I immediately put the bait away and threw it into the middle of the river. This is really a "land of feng shui"! Sure enough, in less than five minutes, the buoy moved, and I quickly pulled the fishing rod gently. The power of eating a pole is not small, and it must be a big crucian carp. When the hook hooked its mouth, I quickly stood up, but I didn't expect my foot to slip and fall into the water. After choking a few mouthfuls of water, my aunt quickly reached out to me. I grabbed her hand and climbed up. When I climbed ashore, I quickly put away the fishing rod and fish that fell into the water! The big crucian carp just disappeared! You know, this is the first time I've caught such a big fish!
This is my winter vacation adventure.
I have been writing a 600-word weekly diary for three years. I wonder if Xiao Q, who left China in the past three years, is all right?
On that day, naive students never imagined that the so-called "Black Friday" in western countries was so effective!
On a Friday in the third grade, the teacher suddenly told us that Xiao Q was going to transfer to Italy because of his parents' work! We have never felt the taste of parting. We stared at Xiao Q one by one, and Xiao Q nodded.
The teacher interrupted our whisper. "Let's have a farewell party for Xiao Q." Suddenly, the classroom was quiet. Everyone clearly saw that the teacher's eyes shed tears, one drop, two drops. ...
The students froze, there was a slight sob in the classroom, and several students also cried. I can't believe all this is true. It all happened so suddenly, didn't it? How can Xiao Q leave like this? Why didn't he tell us first? "Don't worry, I will definitely come back to see you next year." Little q suddenly spoke. He looked like he was crying, too, but he still smiled. Little Q is gone. The next year, our whole class was looking forward to Xiao Q's return. A year has passed in this expectation, and Xiao Q still hasn't come back. On 20 18 this year, the teacher told us, "Little Q may come back next year!"
A pot exploded in the classroom. Some people expect it, some people don't believe it. "I didn't come back the year before, I didn't come back last year, I didn't come back this year, and I can't come back next year!" However, I firmly believe that Xiao Q will definitely come back next year. Xiao Q, even if we meet late this time, we will always wait for you to come back and look forward to meeting again after such a long separation.
Six adults often say, "You found it in the trash can." I may cry when I was a child, but I just laugh it off when I grow up.
But have you ever thought? What if this is true? I don't think I am, and I hope neither are you.
First of all, it's my appearance. Mom and dad have very big eyes and obvious double eyelids, and I am no exception. My classmate went out to play with our family. She said, "Your family is the most like eyes."
Mom's writing is very good, and many of my compositions have passed her "finishing touch". At my grandmother's house, I also saw the medal of "Excellent Literary Committee Member" awarded by my mother! And I not only became the "director of literary society" at school, but also won many city and province composition awards. My mother has complaints. For example, once, we went to my aunt's university to play, and there was an activity in the whole convenience store. The price was 10 yuan minus 50 yuan, but the activity time was not specified. When we bought enough money and the salesperson claimed that there was no activity, my mother got through the complaint phone. Finally, Mother Tang Priest finally defeated Wukong Store and lost 10 yuan. Me too. Whenever there is a fight in the class, I always report to the teacher first.
My dad is good at ppt, programming and so on, and I like it, but shine on you is better than blue. Now my dad sees the homework left by the programming teacher, and sometimes he can't figure out why, but I can handle it easily. My father is a slow learner, so am I, especially when copying a composition, my mother always reads the words in the composition and urges me to write them down.
My sister didn't have double eyelids before, but later she grew back. According to my sister's words, "genes are really naughty, good inheritance and bad inheritance."
Write a weekly diary of 600 words. On March 15, the sky was exceptionally clear.
On this sunny day, the school organized our fourth-grade classmates to fly kites in Chun Qing Square.
We jumped and jumped along the way, thinking about how high our kites could fly and enjoying the spring scenery on the roadside. Look! The willows there have sprouted green. A breeze is blowing, and the willow branches are fluttering! Look! Cherry blossoms are in full bloom here, and the wind blows gently, with a refreshing fragrance. How intoxicating! When I arrived at Chun Qing Square, I looked around. I see a big platform in front, and there is a fountain in the center of the platform. We are going to fly kites on this platform. Someone has put it on the platform, which tickles my heart and makes my classmates eager to try.
The students can't wait to start flying kites. Some run with kites, while others chase kites with strings. A gust of wind blew and kites fluttered in the wind. The sky above the square suddenly became a sea of kites, including small kites, sun kites, hot air balloon kites and phoenix kites, which were really beautiful. The students on the ground cheered and were very excited. At this time, there are many people in the square, which is very lively. After a while, the wind stopped, and my lovely kite was entangled with my classmate's kite. Two kites seem to be friends, talking and laughing together, but we are in a hurry. It was hard to separate them. We ran together, and with the laughter of our classmates, the kite rose again. It rises slowly in the wind and flies freely in the air.
Looking at the kite in the air, I suddenly felt that I had become a kite and flew to Taiwan Province Province, keeping pace with the kites of children in Taiwan Province Province, and swam in the blue sky together.
I love flowers, but I have never had a chance to grow them. However, dad always takes time off to plant flowers. Dad likes flowers very much. No matter how busy he is, he always takes time to water the tree and move the jar.
Dad planted an ordinary flower called chlorophytum. Dad chose this flower because chlorophytum is not delicate, it will struggle on its own, and it is easy to feed, so there is no need to worry about its death. Therefore, my father had to raise a kind of chlorophytum which is easy to live.
Dad usually cares when planting chlorophytum. One to two, he touched some doorways: Chlorophytum is easy to grow and live, but it should be watered in moderation, not too much and not too little. If there are too many, the chlorophytum will drown, and if it is gone, it will naturally wither. And in winter, chlorophytum must be placed indoors to avoid freezing. When you touch the doorway, flowers and plants will naturally feed and live for three to five years.
I remember, once the spider plant split its roots and produced small white flowers. Dad invited some friends to enjoy the flowers and asked them to take some trees home. I naturally like to watch my friends take away the fruits of their labor.
Of course, there are times of sadness. In February and March last year, my mother dropped the hanger and left it on the spider plant. Chlorophytum was interrupted by the root. This time, you can break daddy's baby. Mom has a bad feeling. Dad is even sadder. He hasn't laughed for days.
In fact, it is not difficult to grow flowers, as long as you are good at observation, have patience and know the ropes. It seems that there are joys and sorrows, laughter and tears, flowers and fruits, and fragrance and color. You need to work and study. This is the fun of growing flowers.
In the process of growing up, we have experienced different tastes, such as happiness, sadness and learning ... But I feel the deepest taste, or the taste of labor. How do I feel this smell? Then please read on!
It was a Sunday, and my homework had been finished. I was about to turn on the TV when my mother came over and said, "You have nothing to do. Come and do housework with me!" " "I muttered: Doing housework? I must be very tired. I'd better watch TV! Mom seemed to know what I was thinking, and immediately put on a bright smile: "But there is a reward! You can choose a big meal and a computer! "a big meal! Computer! Great! I thought about it. Not only is my mouth watering. I agreed at once.
"Then you clean the kitchen floor and your room!" "Well," I thought, "This beats me! As soon as I got up, I sang, "Wash, wash, wash, oh ……" But less than half way through, my sweat started to flow! It is autumn now! But for my big meal, my computer, fight!
I finally finished brushing the floor, but I have entered my room. Oh, I am shocked! What a mess! I don't think I usually clean, so I sigh now. I think of my mother, who has to do it every day and is still very tired!
In the evening, I sit in front of the computer and eat KFC. I can't help thinking of the taste of labor. Is it salty? The smell of sweat. Is it fragrant? The smell of KFC. Still bitter? Mother does housework every day, and the smell in her heart. Please help me think!
I think grandpa's house is at least twenty years old. Why? Because many places where no one went on the third floor were covered with dust.
There is a wooden door opposite the restaurant. Through the glass on the door, you can only see a few cabinets and many childhood toys. My curiosity came at once-there may be many interesting things in it.
Is this door locked? I look at this old door. I'm afraid it will fall down at once and press me to the ground.
I tried to open the door, twisted the handle, and the door opened and unlocked. It squeaked and groaned in pain.
The dust inside has an ancient flavor of time.
It's like another world here. The sun shines on the floor through the window. Dust appears and disappears in the air.
I suddenly had the illusion that the noisy tricycles on the road became quiet; I feel that the vendors selling things in the street have become silent; Even the flapping birds in the sky became quiet. Everything is immersed in this beautiful silence.
The cabinet of solid wood was opened, and a breath of years poured out. Ancient books played the music of time like notes. Pick up a textbook, maybe it's dad's, maybe it's grandpa's, no matter who it is, it's full of an ancient and luxurious atmosphere.
On the desk next to me, I saw the breath of childhood. The abacus in the box was used as a skateboard by naive me when I was a child. As a souvenir, I cleaned it up and prepared to keep it in my home. Looking at the unevenness on the abacus, I found the mark of my childhood.
The sunset was blocked by the building, the light in the room was extremely dim, and the noisy voice came back to my ears. Closing the door, I quietly walked out of the room.
Weekly diary of 600 words 1 1 My winter vacation life is coming to an end. In retrospect, this winter vacation was quite interesting.
At the beginning of winter vacation life, I was unfortunately informed. Why is it unfortunate? Alas, I only blame myself for not learning English well at ordinary times. When the notice came, I was dumbfounded, and my English was mediocre, which seriously affected my overall performance! Dad was even more annoyed after reading it and scolded me. My mother, who usually protects me, left me alone this time. Tears just lingered in the eye frame, but they didn't flow out. Perhaps it is because I know very well that this achievement is caused by myself, and I can only use one word to describe "acid" in my heart.
The place in winter vacation life is that you don't have to get up early to recite words and do your homework hard. Now I wake up naturally every day, and I make up for the sleep I missed during review. In the afternoon, I often invite Wang Ying to study in Qingkelong. I finished reading A Dream of Red Mansions before the winter vacation. It feels good to take advantage of others. The word "sweet".
This winter, I "returned to my old job", picked up my skates that I hadn't touched for two years and returned to the skating rink. I think my skating speed is one of the best among my peers. Today, I stood proudly on the ice rink again. Maybe I am "old". Hardly had I stood up when I fell down. This action made a "little fat man" sitting and resting laugh. I thought to myself: when I find something, I must compare with you and let you know what a "master" is. After a few laps, the little fat man sent me the gauntlet. Of course, I fought. The little fat man asked me to slip a corner first, and I laughed at him for underestimating his enemy. Looks like I'm going to win. I thought to myself. The result of the game blinded me, and I lost miserably. Looking at the little fat man's proud eyes, I was really embarrassed and "bitter".
Experience is wealth, and I spent a substantial winter vacation.
I remember when I first entered school, there was a classmate in our class who was worse than others in both clothes and schoolbags.
Later, the teacher said to us, "His mother died and his father worked very hard. He only has a monthly salary of more than 1,000 yuan, and he has to take care of him and his sister. " I didn't feel sorry for him at that time.
Until our fourth grade, an unfortunate news reached the ears of our classmates-his father died, too! At first, I thought it didn't matter, because a classmate's parents gave him a small sum of money every month.
Once, the class held a birthday party for us at the age of 10, and we were going to play a game called "heart to heart". The rule is that a classmate draws pictures on the blackboard, and the parents of that classmate should guess idioms according to their children's pictures. His parents didn't show up when it was his turn. I found his sister hiding behind the podium, crying quietly. This just knows how uncomfortable he is! In order to take care of him, my sister gave up her studies and worked in the dark every day, just to let her brother study hard.
This reminds me: How many lonely children can't study in this world now? In the eyes of ordinary people, simple life and reading are hard-won.
I hope he can study hard and live up to his sister's expectations.
I know how lucky I am because of him. Those less fortunate than me understand how hard life is and work harder, so we have no reason to complain.
When I was in the second grade, my parents took my sister and me to the market. There are many small things in it. How beautiful! I was attracted by a booth and watched it for a long time, but unconsciously, my parents and sister were getting farther and farther away from me. I looked for my mother everywhere, but there was no sign of my mother. I'm in a hurry. I've been turning. At this moment, a voice came from behind me: "What's the matter with you, son? What about your parents? " Looking back, I saw an aunt. She is holding a sister who is three or four years older than me. I replied, "My mother and I are separated!" "Don't worry." Menstruation asked me gently, "What's your mother's phone number? My aunt will help you!
The fear in my heart suddenly dissipated. I picked up my cell phone and dialed my mother's phone. After a while, my father found me soon. Menstruation said thank you, and she smiled and said, "Never mind!" She disappeared with her sister in the crowd. My father took me to the party between my mother and my sister.
In the third grade, my mother went downstairs to buy food and asked me to take care of my sister, so I had to do so. My sister and I were bored sitting on the sofa. My sister asked me, "Where is my sister, mother and father?" "They're gone," I said helplessly, and my sister seemed a little nervous. "Sister, I'm afraid, you can play with me!" There is nothing to be nervous about. Come on, what are you playing? "Play house, so my sister and I play house, alas. It's been a long time. Why hasn't mom come back yet? In this way, my sister dragged me to cook and sleep. After a long time, my mother came back with a smile on her face. " Shumi has grown up and can help her take care of her sister. "I gave a wry smile, but it seems that I can really help her take care of her sister.
Two years ago, I played with a foreigner who came back from Italy. I left without saying goodbye because of something urgent. This Spring Festival, we met again.
At noon on New Year's Day, I was reading a book and asked my mother, "Can my friend see me today?" Suddenly I heard a loud knock at the door, and everyone outside was panting. I hardly hugged him when I opened the door. The long-awaited Italian cannon is back. I met him this time. It was really speaking of the devil. But this meeting is not easy. He ran all the way from Italy to China to avoid the "epidemic", and he had a fever that day, which scared everyone silly. We played games together for a while, and soon we will get together with people of all ages to pay New Year's greetings. During New Year's greetings, we receive red envelopes and chat. There seems to be no mobile phone, so my friend took a red envelope. We got together to set off fireworks. When setting off fireworks, my friend lost control of the fire and burned his ring finger. Fortunately, only a little. ...
When we got home, we picked up our mobile phones and played games together. It's a pity that we only played once, because it was too late and he hasn't come home yet. When he was leaving, his mother told me the good news, "Andy can sleep in our house." I was very happy. The next morning, our family wanted to pay a New Year call, so we had to let him go home first. After the visit, my mother made an appointment with the mother of Italian Cannon to play mahjong and took us both with her. This time, because there is nothing special, we won't go back until the sixth day, but this time he is going to study in Hangzhou, so he doesn't know when to get together again next time.
I hope we can get together again soon next time.