Of course, I am no exception. Every Friday night, I catch the gap between my mother's going home to change her shoes and put her bags. In order to play computer for a while, I quickly make a weekend plan. I often wonder, I study so hard and seize the time so hard, why don't I get a good grade in the exam? After the game addiction, my mother began to urge me to do my homework. Although there are only a few minutes left, my mother still won't let me go. From 10: 00 to 10: 30 in the evening, it's time for me to recite English, then turn off the lights and go to bed on time.
On Saturday morning, I usually wake up around 9: 30. My mother never asks me to get up early on Saturday, because I usually don't have enough sleep time. About ten o'clock is breakfast time, which is my favorite time of the week. It's really comfortable to savor every delicious food slowly. After dinner, there is not much time left on Saturday morning, so we have to hurry. After a period of hard work, I can only finish math.
Dad often cooks lunch, which doesn't mean anything. Who made dad's cooking so delicious? !
In the afternoon, I usually practice calligraphy and recite a few English words after finishing all the homework assigned by the teacher as planned. If I have time, I will draw my favorite cartoons or read some interesting extracurricular books. If there is enough time that Saturday, our family will go to the cinema to watch a wonderful movie and relax.
In the blink of an eye, on Sunday, I checked and corrected all my unfinished homework as planned and prepared to go to school the next day. This week, my sick mother was lying beside me, and I was thinking about writing this article on my desk while recalling it.
My weekend was so tense, so full and so beautiful.
I always do one thing on weekends: go running. It's not bad to get up in the morning to exercise. It can also warm the body. Then finish breakfast. I can play computer games. I'm not playing boring games. I can chat online, practice typing speed and remember pinyin. Played all morning. After lunch, I went to see the young tree I planted. I was going to plant another tree, so I brought: shovel, sapling, kettle … I first found a place to plant trees, then dug up the soil with the shovel, put the sapling on it, then buried the soil with the shovel and poured water on it, and the young tree I planted was fine! The small tree I planted before is one head taller than me. After that, I went to ride a bike on the path and enjoyed this beautiful picture scroll unfolding in the air. Riding on my "little water drop", I felt very comfortable at once, and there was a slight wind blowing, as if a girl was combing my hair in the wind. Time flies. I should go home for dinner! Goodbye, everyone.