Happy summer vacation, 6 words in the fourth grade diary.

Tuesday, August 16th, 2xx Weather: Sunny

As soon as the summer vacation was over, I couldn't wait to get on the green bus bound for Changwu and fly to my long-awaited hometown-Jingchuan Feiyun.

Although Feiyun is a rural area, it is the cradle of my childhood and the place I yearn for. Every winter and summer vacation, my parents always send me there.

With the love and pampering of my grandparents, I can sleep in every morning and have my own activity space and content. I can be "crazy" for a month freely. In addition to doing homework in the morning, a lot of time in the afternoon is free activities.

This summer vacation, I did what I did before, and under the guidance of my grandmother, I worked as a lady for a few days-learning to make insoles. At first, I was clumsy, and sometimes my fingers were even pricked with blood, but my heart was always happy. Especially when I heard the praise from the adults, my heart must be filled with joy.

What makes me feel happy especially is playing games with Lingling and others. In the eyes of my hometown partners, I am a "foreign baby" who came back from the city, so all their activities are willing to take me as the center. They don't object to anything I say, and sometimes they feel very fresh. For example, the jingle when jumping rubber bands and some singing and dancing. Eating in friends' homes is still interesting. As long as the guests come, the simple and honest hometown people will definitely take out their best things to entertain the guests. The arrival of my little guest can make their children happy. More importantly, they can use me as a living and intuitive teaching material to educate their children to study hard and become city people when they grow up, making small efforts and making big money. Eat spicy food and drink spicy food. They regard eating meat and drinking every day as a good life. )

although I have a sense of superiority when I am with Lingling and others, I never regard them as capital and stand on top. I will patiently teach them to fold stars and birds like teachers. After being with them for a long time, I also learn to distinguish common sense of life such as thin sorghum stalks and thick corn stalks, so as not to ask, "What tree does the corn cob grow from?" A joke. Our laughter and noise will be mixed with the sunset glow in the west and spread all over the village. Over forty days' holiday, our joy is like beautiful snowflakes falling into people's warm hands, and we haven't yet distinguished how beautiful it is. The bell of the new school year opened us alive, and we also said goodbye in each other's appointments and blessings.