Diary of interesting things in life

Chapter 1: A meaningful winter vacation

A short but pleasant winter vacation, I had a very meaningful time. During this winter vacation, what impressed me the most and left me with endless aftertaste was New Year’s Eve. New Year’s Eve is my happiest and most unforgettable day.

On New Year’s Eve, every household posted Spring Festival couplets on the door of their home with laughter, preparing to welcome the new year. That day, our family was no different. I thought: This is too simple, I want to show off my skills. I walked to my mother, and after repeated begging, my mother finally let me try it. My mother helped me move a stool and double-sided tape. It seemed that everything was ready, all I needed was the east wind. I started pasting the couplets flat on the table, put the double-sided tape on the reverse side of the couplets, then tore off the double-sided tape, climbed up on the stool, and was about to stick it on the door when the stool started to move. , seems to be against me. Fortunately, my mother helped me support me and I pasted the first Spring Festival couplets. At this time, I walked down and saw that the Spring Festival couplets I had posted were staggered here and there, like a roly-poly, which made me stare with anger. Climbing up again, my mother quickly comforted me and said: "Practice makes perfect, once is uncanny, twice is familiar." My mother told me how to paste the Spring Festival couplets properly, and I spent a lot of effort to tear them off. The Spring Festival couplets were pasted up steadily. I said to myself on the stool: "I posted it beautifully!" My mother smiled and said: "Wang Po sells melons and boasts about herself."

I started posting the second one again. When I When I posted it, there was a small breeze, and the couplets danced in my hands and almost fell to the ground. I learned the lesson from the previous time, and the second Spring Festival couplets were neatly posted on the door. I climbed off the stool and took a look. It was obviously much better than last time. My mother praised me and said, "Oh! Qiqi is one year older and can help reduce my mother's burden." At this moment, after listening to my mother's words, my heart felt as sweet as honey.

A small couplet brought me such fun. It also made me understand a truth: to learn more, ask more questions, and practice more, practice makes perfect, and you must have confidence in yourself to do one thing well.

Chapter 2: Interesting things about catching fish during summer vacation

It was very hot today. In the evening, my mother said she would take me to catch fish. When I heard this, I jumped three feet high with joy. Because catching fish is fun.

The night fell little by little in my expectation. My mother and I came to the river with flashlights, fishing nets and buckets. It was pitch dark all around and nothing could be seen. My mother found a place with more water, few stones, and slow water flow as the best fishing spot, and then showed off the "top-secret weapon"-a bright flashlight. My mother said: "Don't look at these little fish that are weird during the day. At night, when they are illuminated by a strong flashlight, they seem to have become stupid. You can catch them as you want."

Really! My mother found a small fish with long fingers. When she shined it with a flashlight, the small fish swam very slowly. It seemed a little at a loss: why did the originally dark world suddenly become so bright?

We spread out the fishing net and placed it next to the small fish. Then mother gently drove the water towards the fishing net with her right hand. At the same time, she held the flashlight in her left hand and directed the light of the flashlight towards the fish little by little. Fishing nets move closer. Haha, it’s so interesting. The little fish was invited into the fishing net obediently as if it had been filmed. Mom quickly lifted the fishing net up and put it upside down in the bucket. Wow! We finally caught a small fish!

We followed the same pattern and caught several small fish easily. Then the most unexpected thing happened. Maybe the bucket was too shallow, or the little fish had too strong a desire to survive. When we were not prepared, these little elves actually jumped out of the bucket one after another and escaped smoothly.

When we returned home and were excited to show off our "trophies" to our grandparents, we discovered that the bucket was already empty!

Although there is no more small fish, I am still very happy because not only did the small fish survive, but more importantly, I really felt the joy of catching fish!

Chapter 3: Interesting Family Stories

Although my family is very ordinary, life is also full of laughter. Some interesting things often happen, which makes life enjoyable. It tastes like chocolate in your mouth. Even though it has melted, it still has a mellow taste that is endlessly memorable. Thinking about those things now makes me laugh out loud.

I remember one time, I was bored and saw my mother combing her hair. I suddenly thought, what would it be like to comb my father's hair and braid it? The more I thought about it, the funnier it became, so I just did it. I picked up the comb and the colorful leather case, walked towards my father who was watching the football game attentively, and said slyly: "Dad, your hair is too messy, I want to comb it for you." Comb it." Dad said, "No, I'm watching football." I stood in front of the TV and pouted, saying, "No, if you don't let me comb my hair, I won't let you watch football." Finally, Dad nodded helplessly. . Dad’s hair is relatively soft and easy to comb. I was like a professional barber, designing various hair styles for Dad. Sometimes it was combed into sky braids, and sometimes it was combed into hedgehog hair. I called my mother to come and enjoy it with my efforts. , which made my father a very funny image. My mother and I couldn't help but burst out laughing, but my father had an expression that was as if a mountain had collapsed in front of him and his expression remained unchanged, allowing me to destroy him at will, with only a burst of passion from time to time. She yelled: "Good shot!" Finally, I decided to comb my father's hair into three strands and tie them with a colorful leather sheath and a red headband, just like the three hairs on TV. I thought this was the most fashionable fan. I excitedly brought a mirror to show my father how I looked, but my father only took one look and yelled "fainted" on the sofa.

Interesting things often happen in our family. I think my family is the reality version of the TV series "Happy Family". What I am talking about today is just a small thing. It is precisely because of these interesting little things that My life will become so happy and wonderful.