Life diary 1 In life, we all encounter many small things, but we almost forget them because of too many small things. But one thing, although many years have passed, always comes to my mind, which I will never forget and never think of that big brother and grandmother. ...
About five years ago, my cousin and I wanted to play in my sister's class. We walked and played, but when we got to the intersection of the square, we saw a steady stream of cars and couldn't get through. "Can this be miscellaneous?" I heard my brother say anxiously.
I am also anxious to say, "Yes, the road is still so long!" "We are in a hurry. See an old woman standing on the other side hesitating! I stood there and dared not leave! Suddenly, a 1 1 year-old big brother came out of nowhere and ran to the old woman and said, "grandma, let me help you!" " "The old lady smiled. "Young man, can you do it?" "ok!" Big brother said again. So, I helped my grandmother over. The old woman said, "Thank you!" Big brother said, "You're welcome." So he left. Then we crossed the road, went to my sister's office and started playing.
If there were more people like this big brother in the world, the world would be better. Helping others is easy to do!
Life Diary 2 A person has a life before he has a life. Life is actually a monotonous word, but there are all kinds of places to live, so life becomes rich and colorful. When we talk about life, we always think of family. Home is the source of life. Our life began there and we spent it there. The uniqueness of home makes us feel the warmth of life, so we should thank life and our families. Home, what moves me most is its ordinary. The structure of home is very simple. Father, mother and children are a family. Sometimes a home doesn't even need a house. Home is simple, simple and even selfish. My parents, who play different roles in society, will care about the gain and loss of a penny, the number of meals in restaurants, whether other people's food and clothing are better than their own, and even whether others' comments are better than their own ... but at home, they never care so much. When one of the family members is praised, the whole family is very happy, and the clothes they wear don't fit and won't be cared about by their families. How nice home is, as if the family members are one person as a whole. Home is a world without hypocrisy, intrigue and scheming, a sincere world. We can live in such a world, there is no excuse not to thank!
Everything must be traced back to the source. People should remember their roots, and don't forget their roots. The "root" of people is human nature, and the "root" in front of it is our home. Family gives us life as the root, with which we can seek the root and with which we can keep the root. It can be seen that home cannot be ignored. Ambitious people may laugh at my small ambition. Thank the motherland and the world if you want to thank. It's okay to bow down in your own house. But I insist that it is necessary to be grateful for family life. The world is made up of people, and people make up their own homes. Home is the smallest crowd. Then families form countries, and countries form the world. This is like an addition. If everyone appreciates our home and makes it more harmonious, wouldn't thousands of harmonious families in Qian Qian form a harmonious world? Similarly, a drop of sewage will make a clear stream dirty. How can families ignore it? How can I not thank you for having a home full of fragrance and humanity? How can we forget that ordinary but warm life?
I found a particularly interesting thing today. I have a little brother who is six years younger than me, and our hearts are connected.
This morning, I suddenly remembered a lyric in my heart: the silent waves flooded the night deeply, and the big fish was in the gap of the dream ... Then my little brother sang the lyrics I thought. I think it's a coincidence, but we like different songs. Why pinch it?
In the afternoon, I am very excited to sing, because I have finished a lot of homework, but I haven't started singing yet. My little brother in the second bedroom sang a song I wanted to sing: If you have been with others for a long time, why bother me to pay the wrong price? Don't you think I'm driven crazy? Not bad, this year ... Why?
At night, because I was afraid, I sang in a low voice to give myself courage: red cherries and green bananas. Suddenly I heard my little brother in the other room, and then I sang the lyrics: You are walking on your wooden bridge, and I am singing my song. I promise he can't hear me sing. I opened my mouth but there was no sound, and I was covered with a quilt. How can he hear me? So this is the legendary heart. ...
Life Diary 4 20xx years have come! This means that I am one year older, and it also means that the final exam is coming. I have to hurry up and review. Although the final exam is coming, with a little sense of urgency, but I think I should calm down, so many final exams have passed, this time is not bad. Back to primary school, it was like playing at that time. It is not difficult to get high marks. If you give 100%, you will get 100% in return, but middle school is different. If you pay 100%, you may only get 70% return, but there is an extra experience in this 70% return, which primary schools don't understand. Although I may not get the full return, I will continue to pay, because I understand a truth: paying may not be rewarded, but not paying must not be rewarded.
In middle school, I learned many subjects for the first time, such as history, biology ... which I didn't learn in primary school. The first time I went to school by bike, I realized the meaning of life for the first time ... There are six jumps in life, and now I am nervously preparing for the third jump.
I didn't know the meaning of friends until I entered middle school. Everyone has the truest friends at every stage. In my heart, I have three friends. One is my primary school friend. When I was in primary school, he often called me stupid, mainly because of this English exam. At noon, the teacher asked my classmates to correct the papers. He corrected one without a name, but I can't see it. He also laughed at the man for not writing his name. In the afternoon, the English exam was issued.
I also have a good friend in the sixth grade. He studies better than me. So far, I haven't found his shortcomings except that he is shorter than me. He is outgoing, but somehow, I actually became friends with him. After becoming friends, I have a feeling of seeing each other for a long time. I also regard him as my object. Don't get me wrong, he is a pure study object.
The third friend I met this semester. I jokingly called him "Little Brother". He studies well, especially history. All subjects are above me except math! I ride home with him every day and play badminton together. ...
Life is a one-way trip, even if there are some regrets on the way, there will be no chance to start again. It is better to cherish the future than to dwell on the past, because there is no if in life.
I take the bus, because I am small, so I don't have to pay. It has become my mother's habit to take the bus without paying, but I am growing taller. When I was about 1.3 meters, my mother told me to squat down. Once, I exposed my shortcomings.
One day, my mother and I went to my uncle's house to play. When I was on the bus, my mother told me to squat down and avoid the driver, for fear that the driver would find out, but the driver found out, and my mother quarreled with the driver. "Is it not a dollar? What is there to argue about? " I really want to conjure up a dollar and throw it in the coin box. But they argued so fiercely that I couldn't get in a word. Mom also plausibly said: "Other buses don't charge, you have to charge!" The driver said, "If there is no charge for children over 1.3 meters in height, then the coin box is L"
Life diary 6 20xx years x months x days x days
I believe everyone has a campus life, including pain, sadness and happiness ... so does my campus life.
On the day of my transfer, as soon as I entered the classroom, my classmates wanted to be friends with me. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. In a few days, some of my classmates made friends with me and some hated me.
I remember once at noon, just after lunch, a classmate came up to me and said, "Let's go out and play together!" " ""Well, "I replied," where shall we play? "I asked." Go to the grass garden! I said, "No! There are Chinese rose flowers there! There are thorns on the Chinese rose! " He said, "Never mind, there are butterflies and crickets. There are so many things there! " "
I was a little anxious to go out to play. As I expected, just as I was approaching the butterfly, he flew over and kicked me in, but he still ran away. After I came out, I was scratched with several bloodstains. .
I swear: I will never go out to play again, and I will never be friends with him again.
Just because I didn't go out to play these days, I was very lonely. I couldn't bear it and went out to play. I remember once, I played a noisy game of kicking cans with several classmates. I accidentally kicked the school flowerpot and was criticized. ...
Today, the teacher is going to choose the students who will take part in the composition contest, and I am chosen. You must ask me why I was chosen. Well, I'll tell you, because my article was published on the Internet of Composition for Primary and Secondary Schools, the children knew about it and some students chose me. Explain that the students still believe me!
At the end of the article, I want to thank my classmates for choosing me because I still have your good friends.
This is my campus life. ...
Life Diary 7 Holiday Life Diary 1 During this summer vacation, I did a lot of interesting things, but what I was most interested in was the table tennis match with my father.
The game started. I kicked off first, and then served the ball through the net with my signature action "Kong Huiling". Dad also played his specialty-chopping the ball, and I hit it back on my desk. But it didn't last long, so it was blocked by dad's strong spike. Dad scored a point first. However, I still followed my father closely. Before the intermission, I was temporarily behind by 5: 7. I thought, "I borrowed my dad's subsidy for strong spike, but I can restrain my dad's strong spike with a low ball!" " So I secretly laughed beside me and thought, "Haha, now your secret weapon will become a weapon to lose points."
Sure enough, at the beginning of the second half, I scored three points in a row. However, I am too proud. Finally, the first game was lost by 9: 1 1. At halftime, I stabilized my position and saw that the table was bent, so I thought, "The serve can be bent, and the ball will bounce to the side, so I can taste the taste of getting something for nothing." At the beginning of the second game, dad's score after serving twice was 1: 1. It's my turn to serve. I served twice and scored all the points. But my new bomber was not smooth sailing, and I also lost three points. At the end of the first half, I scored a point at 7: 6. In the second half of the year, I began to master my new bomber. The second game is over.
I am dancing with joy, and at the same time, I understand that if you use your head, you will succeed!
Diary of Holiday Life 2 I am usually a lazy person. Summer vacation is coming, and I feel bored and a little idle at home every day, which is really unpleasant.
One day in summer vacation, I sat on the sofa doing nothing, while my mother was busy sitting outside doing housework. Looking at my mother's busy figure, an idea flashed through my heart-helping my mother do housework.
At first, my mother just wouldn't let me do it. She said, "You are spoiled at home and want to help me with the housework. Just don't help me! " I said to my mother, "it's only because you are spoiled that you want to exercise." Let me do it, you go to rest! " "My mother was pestered by me and finally agreed.
The first thing to do is to clean the floor. My mother told me not to mop it, but to wipe it with a rag. I first brought a bucket of water from the bathroom to the living room and took a rag from the balcony. Then I squatted on the ground and rubbed it hard. Sometimes my legs are so sore that I kneel on the ground and wipe them. I was sweating after cleaning the floor, and my knees were red on both sides, but my heart was full of sweetness when I saw the spotless ground.
After finishing my first housework, I came to the room and saw some dirty clothes on the bed. I moved them to the bathroom and prepared to start washing clothes.
After I washed all the dirty clothes, I emptied the basin of water and filled it with half a basin of clean water. I poured all the clothes into the basin and let the water wash the washing powder off the clothes. After washing, change the water in the basin. In this way, I washed it several times until the water was too clear to see the foam, and I was ready to take my clothes to dry. I was just about to straighten up, "ouch!" My back hurts so much that I can't stand up.
At the end of the day, I am exhausted.
Finally, I realized the hard work of my mother doing housework at ordinary times. Today, what an unforgettable day!
Diary of Holiday Life 3 In the morning, the bell woke me up from my sleep. My mother and I go to East Lake Park for morning exercises.
East Lake Park is full of vitality in the morning. Everyone is bathed in the morning breeze. Some children are chasing birds on the grass. Those strong adults are running like flies, and some elderly people are playing Tai Chi there, which is very leisurely and relaxing. Under the beautiful music, many people who love dancing dance with the music.
A morning breeze mixed with flowers caressed my face and drove away my drowsiness. I took a deep breath and started running with the melodious music. Sitting on the bench when you are tired of running, looking at the red flowers and green trees around you and listening to the chirping of birds makes you feel comfortable and refreshed!
Let's move on. In the pavilion of Qifeng Pavilion, some strangers made friends. They sing heartily, and their songs spread all over the world. Even the delicate lotus can't help but nod and applaud slightly. I sat on the slate and listened to this wonderful song. I was deeply attracted. I also want to stand up and sing a song, but I can only feel ashamed to hear other people's songs so beautiful.
After listening to this song, we walked across a bridge. At this moment, I saw some pigeons flying around in the sky. How free! It's good to have wings. It's great to have a pair of wings that can fly freely in the sky like pigeons and look around every corner of the world!
Later, I sat in a chair, picked up a book and read the text until the early hours of the morning, which not only improved my reading level, but also increased my vocabulary. This is the best of both worlds.
Gradually, the sun rose, and I embarked on a sunny road and went home.
Diary of Holiday Life 4 Today is Sunday, and I went to my grandmother's house. On entering the room, I saw my sister skipping rope. But not so good. And she saw me as if she had found a savior, pestering me to teach her to jump rope. When I asked, it turned out that her class was going to hold a skipping competition.
I think it's not easy! I asked her to jump for me first, but she jumped before the rope reached her feet. I just smiled: "What's your hurry?" ! Don't jump until the rope reaches your feet. "I said and gave her a demonstration.
She started dancing again, but this time she danced slowly instead of fast. The rope has been thrown at her feet and she hasn't jumped yet. I was in a hurry and regretted agreeing to teach her. At this moment, my uncle came down from upstairs and said to me, "My sister is too young to master many movements. You have to teach her patiently. "
As soon as I heard this, I quickly asked my sister to borrow the rope from my neighbor's little brother's house, so I danced with her and practiced with her. After a while, my sister said, "Sister, I can jump, don't believe you!" " "When I saw it, she danced like a model." One, two, three ... 39, 40! """Sister, let me compare with you." "You? Compare it. " I said yes casually. "One, two, three ..." I counted proudly. Oh, it was careless. I only jumped thirty-one times and stepped on the rope. It was my sister's turn to jump, only to see her eyes fixed on the front, her feet naturally close together, her hands holding the rope, and she jumped up seriously. I counted out loud: "One, two, three ... fifty-eight, fifty-nine." Wow, my sister jumped fifty-nine times at once, so I had to give up as my sister.
Through today's things, I understand: be patient and open-minded in everything!
Diary of Holiday Life 5 Today, the weather is not beautiful. I have been gloomy and there is no sunshine at all. I didn't wake up until 10. After grabbing a bowl of rice, I dragged my parents to the bookstore and bought a book that I "coveted for a long time".
As soon as I entered the bookstore, I saw this book at a glance-The Lost Secret Symbol, the latest novel of American best-selling author dan brown. The novel tells the story of robert langdon, a symbolist of Harvard University, who was unexpectedly invited to speak at the US Capitol in Washington that night. Within minutes of Langdon's arrival, things changed strangely. A human hand appears in the Capitol, with three fingers in the shape of fists, thumb and forefinger pointing straight to the sky, and each finger has a strange tattoo, which has special semiotic significance. According to the ring, Langdon recognized it as the hand of his most beloved mentor, Peter Solomon, a member and philanthropist of the * * * Aid Association. He also recognized this gesture, together with the tattoo on it, as an ancient invitation symbol, aiming to introduce the invitee into a mysterious and intelligent world that has been lost for a long time. Langdon realized that Peter Solomon had been brutally kidnapped, and if he wanted to save his mentor, he had to accept this mysterious invitation.
This book attracted me deeply and I couldn't put it down. I watched with relish ... huh? What do you mean? Oh, it's that damn belly. I have no choice but to buy it and watch it slowly at home. When I go home, I have no time to read until dinner. This may be the charm of a good book.
In the evening, I had a dream. Professor Langdon and I solved the mystery layer by layer, experienced numerous dangers, and finally rescued Peter Solomon. I was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize ... huh? I am dreaming. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and prepared to devote myself to a new day's intense study. ...
Life Diary 8 Time goes by bit, and life goes by slowly.
There is no more or less time, and of course there is no good or bad life.
The best self is sometimes like exercise: when doing supine board, lie down, bite your teeth and make another one; Is it different for yourself? Best of all, bite the bullet and stick to it. You have a lot of talent.
Everyone's life is self-reliant, and how good they are, the closer they will be to what they want.
I don't know when everything will stop, maybe it will never stop; People may be tired, but I don't want to be confused at that moment. I can be tired, rest and stop, but I don't want to lose my way for so long.
For the future, I am also afraid, at a loss and in a daze.
Many people say that people will mature after the precipitation of time. As far as I am concerned, the more I walk on the road of time, the more I feel that the reality is far from what I think.
In many cases, I will laugh happily. In many cases, I just laugh and giggle.
People, if always carefree, it would be great. However, as we grow up, we understand more and more.
This one, I don't know what it says, sucks and is a bit messy.
Life Diary 9 I read the diary you wrote for me before going to bed last night and listened to this high-level "Love Song of the World of mortals" you gave me. This song is really nice. At the moment, my fingers tapped on the keyboard, and the crisp sound collided in the space. Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I also want to say to you: I have been used to putting myself in a silent time and space these years, and I have learned to wait and see, listen, be silent and have no thoughts. Now with the passage of time, many memories have been squeezed, and I don't want to think about it anymore. Old things, old people, no matter how beautiful, are just distant scenery. I can't reach it. If I can't go back, people will settle down. Everything has been hollowed out from my heart, and many things have dissipated. After a smiling turn, I forgot everything and stepped into a happy married life with great expectation.
These years, suddenly, like a dream, like honey, my life has always been a new landscape. There will be no old story chapters left in the scenery, and the once beautiful things have already been cut off by the so-called "present". Time is an irreparable hole, which separates everything. Now, my husband, daughter and son are my whole life, and their existence is the interpretation of my true happiness. Some people say that most women who like words are melancholy, but I have a sunny side. Although the seven-year married life is getting dull, I just like this simple and dull life. Many times, when I listen to others' explanations of happiness, I think: Maybe many people will think that a plain life is like a cup of boiled water, which is tasteless, but how many people can know that it is its purity that will make us feel the happiness of life? I think that only those who truly understand life can taste sweetness and happiness in the plain.
As for me, please rest assured that I will be pampered in happiness now and in the future. Because I know how to cherish the happiness around me, whether rich or poor, cherishing is the most important thing. Only by knowing how to cherish, can I live actively, face happily and cherish, and life will be as happy as ever.
So I will use my happiness to make you happy. You said: Look at my happiness, and you will be happy. The years are old, and no one or thing can kill time. Just say to you: thank you, thank you for your concern and blessing, and wish you happiness. Always know how to cherish happiness around you.