Zhou Ji junior high school

Time is an arrow, it comes and goes in a hurry. In a blink of an eye, another week passed. There must be a lot of gains. You might as well sit down and keep a diary for a week. How to write a weekly diary? The following are 8 junior high school weekly diaries I collected for you, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Zhou Ji's junior middle school article 1 The sunshine slipped in through the gap, wrapped around my fingertips and jumped. In the sleepy afternoon, I put my head under the buzzing old electric fan, and everything in front of me seemed unreal, like a bubble of dreams, fleeting for three years, and all kinds of past events rushed by with colorful colors.

Red notebook

I still remember when I was a naughty boy in the first grade, relying on my good English, I didn't listen to English classes or English teachers. In class, it is normal for me to smile and play at the front desk.

Finally, on this day, the teacher couldn't bear it. She is always gentle and angry and throws books on the platform. Through the thick lens, I can see her burning eyes staring at me, like a beast ready to go.

She said: "Will there be any classmates concerned? You disturb my class order! " She adjusted the sliding frame. "I didn't say you are before. I thought you knew the extent. Now look-"

She suddenly lost her voice and just stared at me, watching me with her classmates. No matter how thick the face is, it is as red as the sunset glow at this time.

From then on, I stopped fooling around in English class. I don't know if it was because of the teacher's accusation or the classmates' eyes.

To my surprise, after a week's English exam, the teacher called my name to talk. I went out trembling and saw the teacher standing there against the light. Although I couldn't see my face clearly, I could see a big smile.

She said, "You got the highest score in this exam, and you are a good prospect. The teacher knows that you are fooling around in my class because you have capital, but you must know that no one is perfect. " She conjured a red notebook from behind and stuffed it into my hand. "work hard."

I opened it gently, and the title page said: This color is very similar to your blushing face.

The heart is a warm current. Indeed, it supported me through many silent nights later. He is like a red light, illuminating my way forward.

Black sweater

In this short period of time, apart from my parents and teachers, I have the most contact with Gao Jiawen.

She is a quiet girl. As the name implies, she likes reading and writing. She doesn't make a sound. She just accompanies me when I'm sad. Listen to me and occasionally give me a gentle push.

I remember her saying, "Don't care what others think. It always makes sense for people to be awesome. " She also said: "Only responsible people can do great things! You have to stick to it. " Many times, I think petite she contains infinite power.

On that starry night, all the topics became heavy. I told her bitterly that my parents were divorced. She didn't whisper and suddenly ran away. When she came back again, she had a brand-new black sweater in her hand. "Comfort doesn't work, it is better to send something to reality. My mother left this for me before she left, and I have been reluctant to wear it. I will give it to you now. I hope you can feel warm when you see it like me. "

The black sweater brought me not black. It gave me strength, just like Arvin, and has been loyal to me until now.

Blue heart

I have seldom been sad or happy since my parents left. Many times, I have a cold face.

Occasionally I will recall the love my mother brought me.

She is a gentle person, delicate as water, always taking care of my room silently, sorting out my clothes and pants, and asking about my health and study with concern. Many nights, when I was studying hard with a lamp, my mother knocked on my door and came in and put a glass of milk in my hand, steaming slightly. She glanced at me and my homework, gently told me to have a rest and left.

Later, when there was no such care, I gradually gave up the habit of drinking milk. I like to look up at the sky on such a night and chew such a blue heart.

The colors of youth are naturally colorful, bright and dark, warm and cold. This is complete.

The sunshine outside the window slanted down and brushed my face. The rotating sound of the fan overhead is also a little weak and gradually disappears. I'm going to sleep. Just a second before that, I knew that everything was not a dream. It was the epitome of my three-year life and the color of youth.

The Spring Festival is coming again. With the cheers of children and the crisp firecrackers in the morning, it came quietly.

Before the Spring Festival, every household was brightly lit, and every household dressed up the house in a unique way, each with its own personality. They put the new year's goods they bought all over the floor. How to paste the bought New Year pictures depends on your own style and preferences. Some are posting, some are posting backwards, and some are posting askew, each with its own merits. People have already prepared all the dishes they bought, and only in the Spring Festival can they have a big meal. Every household has firecrackers, and people put on new clothes to welcome the New Year. Before the Spring Festival, when people go out, if they meet good friends, they always say, "Go to the streets!" "

People kill pigs and sheep and are busy preparing for the New Year.

When the Spring Festival comes, children get up early and go to their parents' room to start the traditional New Year greeting ceremony. The children said some auspicious words to their parents, who took out lucky money to make them happy. Everyone wishes good luck this year.

Some relatives and friends got together, sipping wine and delicacies and saying some happy words. The happiest thing is that we can save a lot of lucky money and then go shopping to buy many interesting things, such as cars, four-wheel drive cars, toy guns, football and so on. ...

After dinner, under the leadership of the elders, free activities began, and the theme we played was setting off fireworks. Colorful fireworks went straight into the sky, opening incisively and vividly, very beautiful. I was both happy and afraid of the string of firecrackers by Hong Dandan. The deafening explosion made me cover my ears and close my eyes. Seeing that all my friends around me are having a good time, I secretly encourage myself to be one year older this year. How can I be intimidated by this little firecracker? I also joined the crowd who set off firecrackers. Firecrackers are getting louder and louder. With our laughter, Yuan Ye has become a sea of joy. Amid the firecrackers, I felt confident and brave.

This is the New Year in China, a day full of joy and passion forever.

When I moved down that floor and recalled the story inside, I really understood that I was in grade three and my previous happiness no longer existed. And now I can only call them: those who have passed away.

In the second day of junior high school, we, big and small, Xiaofei and Xiaojie, lived in a dormitory. Every night after school, the dormitory, which was originally quiet and terrible, is very lively. People from other dormitories occasionally come to chat with us, and the noise and laughter in each dormitory are endless.

I still remember that Da Da and I were quietly eating snacks brought by our family in the dormitory. Well, we are all gourmets! I don't know whether the traces of my crib that used to sit on everyone's bed and play with gangsters still exist, and the fonts left by Daida may have been erased long ago.

So, the clock went like this, and the days passed like this. I will never climb back to the dormitory on the fifth floor again, and I will never get tired of finally climbing to the fifth floor. Yes, the power of time is terrible. Heaven can destroy everything in the world, turn the strongest castle into a historical relic, and turn human idols and authority into ashes. However, the memory is forgotten by you in the days you never forget.

Once in 504 years, I hope forever. It took a long time to find that it had faded away. What we originally held in our hands is not necessarily what we really have, and what we have is not necessarily what we engraved in our hearts.

I will write down those that have passed away. In my heart, I'm afraid it will be defeated by time!

Today, we welcome the end of the first week of school. Although it was the first week, many unforgettable things happened this week. What impressed me the most was that the class teacher Zhu confiscated my mobile phone on Thursday.

Because the teacher said not to bring a smart phone before school started, my mother bought me a mobile phone for the elderly the day before school started. But when I got to school, I found that everyone was using smart phones, so I went home and got my phone back.

I finally got my mobile phone back on Thursday and went to school happily. But at eight o'clock, my cell phone suddenly rang. When I first heard the sound, I was shocked. After a while, I prayed in my heart: "Never mine … Never mine …" But when I continued listening, I found that it was the voice of my mobile phone announcing the weather. But I still didn't believe it at that time, thinking that someone else's mobile phone sounded the same as mine, so I took out my mobile phone and looked at it, and found it was really mine. "What should I do?" I thought to myself. But I don't have that much time to think. Finally, I had no choice but to give my mobile phone to Mr. Zhu.

After class, I went to ask my classmates how to get their mobile phones back, and my classmates said to let my parents get them. My heart is shaking again. What should I tell my mother?

When I got home, I told my mother all this, and my mother said, "You said it yourself. At first, I didn't ask you to change. You are greedy when you see your classmates using it. Something has happened now. Don't come to me. Besides, you downloaded those softwares yourself. I told you not to download so much software. You're not listening. Are you all right now? Was it confiscated by the teacher? Ask yourself, I certainly don't care! " After hearing this sentence, I immediately said to my mother, "But if you don't want it, your mobile phone may be confiscated!" " ""then I don't care, who told you to take it. "It seems that I have to take my mobile phone back by myself, so I'll give it a try.

Because some students said that Mr. Zhu had returned the mobile phones confiscated by two other female students, and I didn't give mine, I asked Mr. Zhu when I could get the mobile phone back at the next meal, and the teacher said to go to her office to get it after the fourth class. I cherish this opportunity very much. After the fourth class, I went to find out where the English office is. At the end of the class, I finally found it, but I lingered outside the door, afraid that the teacher would not give it to me. But I thought that if I didn't go, it would be even more impossible to come back, so I thought and thought, and finally shouted "Report". After entering the office, the teacher returned my mobile phone to me and told me that if this happened again, I would call my parents to pick it up. I don't want my mobile phone to be "confiscated", so I will check whether it is turned off before and after coming to school next time to avoid such a tragedy from happening again.

This incident not only reminded me to check whether my mobile phone is turned off, but also taught me to be serious, meticulous and rigorous in everything, otherwise things I don't want to happen or see will happen.

Zhou Ji junior high school article 5 Night market loves prosperity and feast. From time to time, firecrackers and gorgeous fireworks have added a lot of festive atmosphere. It's almost Spring Festival, and it's almost everywhere.

There are more people begging on the pedestrian street, mixing with pedestrians. Is begging a job? Looking at the little money in their bowls, I think beggars will say all the sweet words, and they will not be my cold "Happy New Year!" " Happy new year "

The sun is shining and there is nothing to do. I was walking in the street. Don't give up hope and don't buy anything. Wandering aimlessly, I did this most of the time during the winter vacation.

Birds are seldom heard on weekdays. You can hear it in the morning. On New Year's morning, they came before the first sunshine appeared.

It is our custom to visit graves, mostly on the first day of the New Year or in Tomb-Sweeping Day. It is inevitable to burn paper money when going up the mountain. The fire is burning brightly. For the older generation, this is to pin their thoughts on the deceased; However, this generation regards it as a negative textbook for saving paper, which can also lead to forest fires when it is lucky. I used to be lucky. When I found the fire, I bravely rushed up. The fire was not big, so my father and I, plus another person, put it out.

Like most of my peers, I don't like going out with my parents. But during the Chinese New Year, I was abnormal. In fact, I am also trying to suppress my money. I remember attending someone else's wedding. The host asked the groom, "Is the bride beautiful?" "Beautiful." "Is a glass of wine delicious?" "delicious." "Do you want another drink?"

"think."

It was not until a burst of laughter that the groom changed the answer to "no", which was a cold joke.

In fact, in the winter vacation, I also learned something, because I can learn something, so people will grow.

Zhou Ji Junior High School Chapter VI Luokeng Reservoir Tourist Area is located in Luokeng Town in the north of Dianbai County, about 60 kilometers away from shuidong town County along the provincial highway A Qin Line, and is famous for its beautiful scenery and elegant environment. Built in 1960, it is the largest reservoir in the county. Surrounded by green hills, the reservoir still maintains an ideal state of fresh environment and pleasant air because it is far away from industrial pollution. The biggest feature of the reservoir is that the water quality is pure and green, and the pollution-free water surface looks like jade and jasper. Coupled with the surrounding rolling green hills and looming wild birds and cranes, people feel a sense of pleasure of returning to nature. Because the reservoir is surrounded by green hills, green islands can be seen everywhere, and one of the islands has caves, which is a place where tourists like to play.

Luokeng Reservoir is one of the three major reservoirs in western Guangdong. It was built in the late 1950s during the period of "planting trees and building water conservancy projects". Under the personal leadership of Wang Zhan 'ao, secretary of the county party committee, the soldiers and civilians in Dianbai County braved the cold wind and summer heat for more than two years. Aoting, a scenic spot in the area, was built to commemorate Wang Zhan Ao, a good public servant of Dianbai people, and to record the warm scene of Dianbai soldiers and civilians actively participating in reservoir construction.

The reservoir originated in the northeast, at an altitude of 1.348 m, which is the highest peak of Dianbai. When you climb this peak, you can see Dianbai at a glance, reaching to the sky in the south and integrating with the reservoir, forming one of the new ten scenic spots of Dianbai, "Goose and Phoenix Playing in the Water".

There are two natural islands floating on the water in the middle of the reservoir. Fog shrouded, looming, like two girls wearing fine gauze, Shanshan came. The island is densely wooded and shaded by trees. The temperature is 6 degrees lower than the surrounding. C villas and hotels have been built one after another, becoming ideal places for people to spend the summer, recuperate, get together and travel. The reservoir area is more than 7,000 mu, and the water storage capacity is about1.1.500 million cubic meters. Boating on the surface of the water, tracing back to the source, enjoying the scenery of villages, villas, forests, strange rocks, flowing springs, waterfalls and so on along the way is like entering another world, and the sense of pleasure arises spontaneously.

The mountain in the southeast is Wangmao Mountain, a scenic spot in Dianbai. There is a famous scenic spot "Wang Mi Stone" on the mountain. Wang Fuzhi once left a beautiful legend: In ancient times, there was a loving couple who lived at the foot of the mountain and were mainly engaged in farming. There was no man under their knees but only one daughter. Because of the war, her husband was forced to defend Xinjiang, and her wife looked forward to Lang's early return. Every morning and evening, she took her daughter up the mountain and looked south, waiting, year after year, but there was still no news. Later, Pan Fu was anxious to take his daughter to the south of the mountain, hoping that tea and rice would not enter. One night, thunder and lightning, storm, mother and daughter turned into two large and small stones, standing on the mountain. The beautiful legend of Wang Mi-shi attracted many tourists. From ancient times to the present, most literati boarded Wang Fu or left ink marks. Yin Zeng of Dianbai County in Ming Dynasty wrote a poem praising:

Open a day of chastity, no relatives and stones as neighbors.

The clouds are lazy to comb the chitose bun, and the moon eyebrows often lock the seasons.

Fog is greasy powder, brushed by the wind, rouge in summer, even to the sun.

There is no precious mirror in front of Mo Dao, and a bright moon shines on his wife.

Why pay for it? Castle peak lovesickness changes.

There should be no competition in the portrait of ten thousand years, and the eternal separation has not stopped.

Yunjin is spread on the bun, and the moon comb is inserted obliquely between Cui eyebrows.

Article 7 of Zhou Ji junior high school Every summer vacation, my mother will arrange a general cleaning at home. Actually, I don't think it's necessary The house is very clean, how can it need cleaning? It's really unnecessary. Suddenly a black hairy figure ran past my feet. Mao Mao's feeling really startled me, and my face suddenly turned white. Before I could react from the shock just now, I heard my sister shout, "Ah ah!" " ! There are mice in my house! There are mice! Dude, come on! ".I put down the rag and looked at my sister blankly:" Where is it? " Dad heard the sound coming from the second floor and asked nervously, "What's the matter?" My sister stammered, "There are mice ..." Being naturally afraid of mice, she immediately stood on the table again, pointing to the kitchen refrigerator. In this way, a fierce rat-catching war began with my sister's cry. I took the' double stick' given by my father and was armed all over, intending to scare the mouse well, but the sly mouse was not afraid at all and hid behind the refrigerator warily. "Meow ~ meow ..."

It suddenly occurred to me that mice are most afraid of cats, so I learned to meow a few times to scare them out. This move caused the mother on the side to laugh. But I just can't get out. Dad said seriously, "Use your brain to find a way to get it out." I immediately picked up my mighty "double stick" and squatted down: "Xiong Haizi, come out!" There is no movement at all. I think it's scared now. I tried it with a stick below and saw it run away. The mouse was frightened, fled east and west, and immediately ran to her sister, who jumped three feet in fright and repeatedly exclaimed, "Oh, quick, quick!" " Bedroom! "We followed closely, and three people besieged the wardrobe and smashed it hard, ready to catch the gang. Dad quickly went upstairs and took a sticky mouse board and put it in front of the cabinet, ready to set a trap for the little mouse. Sure enough, as soon as the cupboard was opened, the mouse hurried out. The result was a tragedy as soon as I went out. In the end, the mouse was "cleverly captured" by us. We showed our sister victory products, and her sister repeatedly exclaimed, "Oh, don't touch me ..." We couldn't help laughing.

Looking at the live mouse still in the trash can, I don't want to mention how happy I am. I thought about it: as long as I have confidence, work hard and use my head, I will succeed! !