Diary of the first week of the new year

The week is coming to an end. I believe everyone feels fulfilled and gained a lot. At this moment we need to write a weekly diary. What kind of weekly diary is a good weekly diary? The following are 9 diaries I carefully compiled for the first week of the new year. You are welcome to share them. Diary of the first week of the new year Chapter 1

June passed, and it rained heavily. Dark clouds filled the sky, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. I saw that the trees on the roadside were also obscured by the rain curtain between heaven and earth, making them blurry. After a while, a strong wind blew again, and the grass, which could not withstand the blow, had to lie down in the arms of Mother Earth.

I am still in class in such weather. This is the last self-study class. I couldn't help but look out the window and thought: Will my mother come to pick me up in such a heavy rain? I no longer think about it, because I am sure that my mother will come, she will definitely come. With the sound of the "bell", the students immediately packed their schoolbags and rushed out of the classroom, but I was still wandering in the classroom. Since I didn't bring an umbrella, I couldn't run out. After a while, I couldn't help but run out and jumped to the school gate. I looked at the crowd of parents waiting for their children. I was very surprised that there was no mother. I couldn't believe my eyes. I rubbed my eyes and looked again. After a closer look, there was still none. I was very disappointed and complained in my heart why my mother didn't come. At this time, it was already a violent storm, my clothes were soaked, and the rainwater flowed down my face like rolling beads. My eyes were blurred, and my hands were ice-cold, without any feeling. I was already furious and walked home in despair. The rain has become a river, boundless, the strong wind is dancing on my face, and the thunder is "rumbling" constantly. I'm a little scared. Just then, someone called me. I turned around and saw that it was my mother. I immediately turned my head and ignored it. My mother said: "Daughter, I just came to school to look for you, but I didn't see you. Maybe we got sidetracked." I suddenly realized that the loss was gone, and all that was left was the infinite trace of love. I turned around again, only to find that there were still traces of rain on my mother's forehead, and her clothes were soaked, as if she had taken a cold bath. She was holding a wet umbrella in her hand, but she didn't open it. I understood. I held my mother's cold hand, opened the umbrella together, and walked home. At that time, the rain was much lighter, there was no lightning, no thunder, and even the wind became gentle.

Although many years have passed since this incident, I still remember it freshly. The rain was both the heaviest and the smallest. Diary of the First Week of the New Year Chapter 2

In life, we will encounter many small things, maybe you think they are small things. In fact, there are big revelations behind these little things.

I remember one day in the first semester of fourth grade, I was on duty in the classroom. Suddenly, I found my mother coming. I was very puzzled, so I asked my mother: "Mom, what are you doing here?" My mother said to me: "I just asked for leave from your teacher. Let's go to Shanghai tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." My little heart was suddenly filled with joy.

I know that we must go to Shanghai to see the World Expo, but if we go to see the World Expo on the first day, what will we do on the second day? It turns out that the next day we are going to the Shanghai Science and Technology Museum and the second tallest tower in China - Global International.

On the afternoon of the second day, we took the subway to Universal International. As soon as I got out of the subway station, I saw that the buildings here were all very tall. As I walked further, I shouted loudly: "I know! I know! This is the Oriental Pearl Tower; this is the Jin Mao Tower; this is..." "This What is it?" I asked, and my father said, "This is Global International." I think it's more like a big bottle of "facial cleanser."

As I got closer, I found that it was really high. We'll go in right away. To get to the top of Global International, you need to buy a ticket and take the elevator. At the ticket gate, I found that I could buy half a ticket by squatting, but I didn't squat, but stood upright. The conductor said: "Three full tickets."

At the top of the tower, my mother said to me: "You are awesome. You know that people should be moral people. When faced with moral choices, many people often go against morality, but you are different. , choose to abide by morality. If you want your children to learn to abide by morality, you must cultivate it from an early age.

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This incident made me understand: People should be moral people and choose the right person when faced with moral choices. This semester we learned a text called "The Enlightenment of Fishing". It’s about a little boy who made the right choice when faced with a moral decision. I hope everyone can become a moral person. Chapter 3 of the First Week

Today is Sunday, so our family is together. My little cousin went to the Yellow River Beach. My hometown is in Nanchen, which is very close to the Yellow River Beach.

When we arrived at our destination, we were greeted by a cool breeze and the rushing river water. It was really poetic. Painting! Walking on the stones by the river is like walking on a carpet of flowers. The sheep in the distance are eating the grass with relish, but my naughty little cousin doesn't care to appreciate this beautiful scenery. Playing with pebbles on the side, he gathered the pebbles and scattered them again, looking very happy.

I walked up to him and quietly said to him: "Let's go!" Sister will take you to a good place! He opened his eyes wide and asked, "Are uncle and aunt going?" "Of course!" "I said with a smile. We came to the water behind the woods. The water came from the Yellow River. It was a very narrow stream. My cousin was so happy that he ran to the stream to play in the water. My father and mother were going to cook. I was responsible for collecting firewood, my father was responsible for lighting the fire, and my mother was responsible for cooking. My cousin ran to me and asked curiously: "Do you want my help?" "Of course you just need to help sister pick up twigs!" "After that, we started to take action, one stick, two sticks, three sticks... After a while, I picked up a lot. Looking at my cousin again, his little hands couldn't hold it. Dad took what we picked up. Put the firewood in a circle and stand it up. Then find a newspaper and light it. Put the newspaper into the firewood pile. When the breeze blows, the fire becomes fierce. Then my mother comes over. She puts the pot up. Pour in the water, and the water will boil. Mom puts in the noodles and seasonings. It’s so delicious! My cousin and I swallowed and waited patiently. Ten minutes later, the food was nearby. Filled with aroma, each of us ordered a bowl, and we finished it in three mouthfuls, "Hiccup!" belch! "My cousin and I have similar appetites. I ate three bowls and he ate two bowls. After eating and drinking, we went home happily!

This trip is unforgettable for me. , my cousin is making trouble for me to go to the Yellow River Beach again! Chapter 4 of the first week of the new year

Today, our school ushered in the annual sports meeting. I came to the school early and felt that the campus was like today. It was very beautiful and very festive.

At about nine o'clock, the sports meeting officially started. Because we were a standard sports meeting, we only participated in a few events, including rope skipping, hula hoop drilling, 50-meter running and team competition. What impressed me most was the team competition. I looked at the playground and saw everyone wearing uniforms and red scarves, standing there in high spirits. My class was the second one to take the field. "Bang bang bang" kept beating. Looking at the students around us, all of them had serious expressions and stood upright. Following the squad leader's command, we walked neatly to the middle of the playground. We only heard the squad leader giving instructions from the front. Take a break, stand at attention, look to the right, look forward, count..." We followed the instructions meticulously to complete the task. When we stood at attention, we were as tall as a small pine tree, and when we reported the count, our voice was loud and powerful. A few minutes later, we were off the field, Everyone was finally relieved. Next, each class completed all the actions seriously, and it was time to announce the results. Although we were in third place, we tried our best and were equally happy.

In the midst of laughter and laughter, the wonderful sports meeting ended. Chapter 5 of the first week of the new year

There are many happy things in my mind, but there is one happy thing that I have to do. Say it.

One Saturday, after we had dinner, we decided to go for a walk. But then I thought about it and decided that skating would be more interesting. At this time, my mother said. : "Wait until you get downstairs before putting it on. If you put it on now, how will you get downstairs? "No, I want to wear it now!" "My mother has nothing to do with me. She has to agree even if she says yes, and she has to agree even if she doesn't.

Therefore, the mother was arrested without any effort.

What my mother said is indeed true. It is really difficult to go downstairs! However, I still pretended to be relaxed. But my mother seemed to notice something, and smiled secretly while watching me go downstairs.

Finally finished going down the stairs, I started skating now. "Hoo ho ho." After a gust of wind, I was gone! "Here I am!" My mother took a look and said, "This kid is running away so fast!" I couldn't help but feel proud. At this moment, my shoe slipped and fell to the ground. My mother burst out laughing immediately! "Stop laughing!" I said angrily. But mother is still laughing. Hey, it seems I can't do anything to her. I stopped talking to her, ignored how she laughed, and started skating again. This time, I slipped very well and never fell again.

But time waits for no one. After only sneaking away for a while, it was already very late, so we had to go home.

This thing has become the happiest thing for me. Although I fell down once, life is not perfect. There is no best, only better! I will work hard to practice skating in the future. Diary of the First Week of the New Year Chapter 6

My favorite thing to do when I was a child was to dig sweet potatoes with my grandma on Daopo Mountain. Sweet potatoes are a specialty of my hometown and a staple food in our rural areas! This sweet potato can be eaten not only raw but also cooked. So I like it very much.

Every time, when I heard that I was going to dig sweet potatoes, I jumped three feet high with joy, and sometimes even got dizzy. Just dig when you say it. Today, my grandma took me up the slope to dig sweet potatoes. On the way, I thought: I must dig a few big sweet potatoes today. Before we knew it we were in the sweet potato field. I couldn't wait to pick up the small hoe and quickly ran to the sweet potato vines. He raised the small hoe in his hand, pointed it at the soil under the sweet potato vine, and dug hard. In just one click, the head of the sweet potato came out. Then he carefully peeled away the soil next to the head of the sweet potato, and then he saw the body of the sweet potato. At this time, As long as you pull the sweet potato vine, you can see the whole body of the sweet potato, which is bright red and looks like a big radish. If this is your first time digging sweet potatoes, you will definitely dig up this big radish, believe it or not?

I picked up this big sweet potato and jumped up and down, shouting happily: "Grandma, Grandma! Come and see!" Grandma looked at my lively and cute look and bent over with a smile. I looked at grandma, very proud.

Digging sweet potatoes is indeed a happy thing. How about you come to my hometown and try it? Diary of the first week of junior high school, Chapter 7

There were originally 50 students in our class. At the beginning of this semester, Gao Xinyue did not arrive. This classmate's situation is a bit special. Since the second grade, she has been so late at the beginning of each school year. The other students have been in class for two weeks before she arrived. It is said that it is due to her parents' situation. It's still the same this semester. I called to inquire, but all the phones I left were turned off. I contacted multiple parties to no avail, so I had to give up temporarily. In order to ensure that everything would not be delayed when she arrived at school, I reserved a seat for her in the class and helped her organize the textbooks and put them on the desk. Students who are familiar with her have become accustomed to her doing this. Nearly a month passed, and news came that her parents went to Zhengzhou to work and took her away. I officially informed everyone of the news and told the students that in the future, our number will become 49. Gao Xinyue The classmate has transferred to another school. After hearing the news, the students started talking a lot: How could they just transfer to another school without notifying the teacher in advance? This kind of parental behavior is too much. Even Gao Xinyue should not do it. Even if he didn't know it in advance, he should give it to him later. It's so rude to send you a letter! After everyone expressed their opinions, I wrote the words politeness, respect, understanding, etc. on the blackboard, and expressed my hopes to the classmates in a timely manner. My personal experience gave everyone a deep etiquette education.

For the next period of time, the table was still there, the chairs were still there, and the books were still on the desk. The only difference was that the classmate was not there. As the saying goes: Love grows with time.

Although Gao Xinyue left like that, the classmates in our class still have not forgotten him. When sweeping the floor in the evening, some students took the initiative to help her put her chair on the table. When she arrived at school in the morning, some students took the initiative to help her put down the chair. The table was often There are classmates who help wipe and organize the books. What touches me even more is that when our classmate gives out sweets on her birthday, she never forgets to put two in her desk, even when the classmate is not there at first. , the classmates at the same table with her would take the initiative to put her textbooks on the table, and when rotating, her seat would still change with everyone's movements. I asked the students privately: When Gao Xinyue was in our class, he was not good at studying. Why are you still doing this? This classmate said: Teacher, our class is a whole. She is gone, but she is a student of our class after all. She once sat in our class, and we are classmates! Why don’t we give out candy to this classmate on his birthday?

What simple words, what a kind child, what pure feelings! I was speechless, I was deeply moved, what a rare emotion this is! I hope this innocence will never be polluted! Diary of the first week of junior high school, Chapter 8

Laughter is everywhere. One day in the composition class, Teacher Yu gave us another funny pre-class aperitif.

Teacher Yu said: "In Africa, when a butterfly flaps its wings, there will be a small wind. This small wind merges with other winds to form a strong wind, and this wind flies across the sea. After being exposed to the sun, it turned into a tornado, and finally, over time, it flew to South America and turned into a powerful hurricane. This is the so-called butterfly effect."

Teacher Yu said it. He told us a little joke about whether to do the reading homework or not. Teacher Yu said: "If a classmate doesn't do the reading homework and still acts like a rogue. He will become a rogue and slowly turn into a gangster. If he continues like this, he will He will become a big gangster, and then he will turn into a criminal. "Is it that serious?" a classmate asked in confusion. "Of course it's not that serious. The teacher is joking with you." Teacher Yu replied. After that, he continued to tell the joke. Teacher Yu narrowed his glasses to a slit as he spoke, gestured with his hands, and spoke in a humorous tone, which looked very interesting.

Several students could no longer hold on any longer and began to giggle. A male student danced with laughter and banged the table from time to time, laughing "haha". A little fat man was laughing so hard that he was lying on the table. His originally small eyes had turned into a line, and he laughed loudly from time to time. His originally gentle body also turned forward and backward with laughter, making a "gurgling" sound.

"What if you do your reading homework seriously?" A classmate asked. "If you have any reading homework!" Teacher Yu continued with a smile. "If you accumulate slowly at the beginning and your vocabulary becomes more and more, you will slowly find a good career and even become the president. When you walk to the podium in neat clothes, the ending song of Journey to the West will be heard all around you. "Dang, dang, dang,..." Those students who became gangsters began to regret that they did not do their reading homework and ended up in such a situation.

At this time, he looked at Yu. Listening to the teacher's humorous actions and listening to Teacher Yu's humorous words, many students laughed from ear to ear. Some students laughed so hard that they shed tears. They even slapped the table with one hand and wiped their eyes with the other hand. Jitter. Some big classmates laughed even harder, laughing "hahahahaha" like a bolt from the blue.

Although Teacher Yu’s words are just some small jokes, the jokes contain some big truths. It makes us understand that "diligence leads to diligence and playfulness leads to waste." I just like this kind of humor. Teacher, he makes the lifeless classroom become full of life. Teacher, why do you have to keep a straight face? How nice to be humorous! Chapter 9 of the first week of the new year

Once, twice, three times….

Monthly exams passed over and over again, and the scores came out again and again, 90th, 70th, 40th... rising again and again, where will the final exam be this time? What will be the score of this final exam? Will I be able to enter the top 30 in school this time?

The snow is still flying, and I am still moving upward; the water is still moving forward, and I am still moving forward; the trees are still standing tall, and my spirit is still holding on.

Effort, all efforts will be reflected in this exam. If I succeed, I will set foot on a new level. If I fail, I will fall into the bottomless pit. If I succeed, I will be praised by my parents, friends and teachers. I failed, criticized and blamed, indifferent to me.

Staying up late, dark eyes, seriousness, fatigue, it lasts for a month, but can I persist? This is not about superficial ability or inability, there are many factors behind it, such as a lot of homework, no matter how fast It also takes 23 hours. It’s 10 o’clock when I finish writing. I get up at 5 o’clock in the morning, exercise, carry things, and read books. At school, my brain is tense every minute of class, so I can’t relax. There are questions after class, extracurricular questions, etc. It's a waste of time to play, but you still have to persist for one month. It's already been three months, so can you survive this month?

The course is not over yet, so there is no time for review. I can only rely on the time I have when I go home. But how much time do I have when I go back?

In the comprehensive test, Chinese is poor, geography is second. I keep catching up, hoping to keep up with the rising and falling. What should I do now? I seem to be in the desert, at a loss. I still persist, whether When I reach the end, at what moment will I fall? Maybe, it's the next moment.

During the period before the final exam, you must exert 12 points of energy.

Success brings sweet fruits. This time, I have to try it. I will not change my persistence.