Weekend Fun Weekly Diary

Time flies, and the week has ended. I believe everyone has a deep feeling. At this time, how can the most critical weekly diary be left down! What kind of weekly diary is a good weekly diary? The following is a weekly diary of interesting weekend events that I compiled. You are welcome to learn from and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. Weekend Fun Weekly 1

On Saturday, my parents were taking a nap, and their snores were getting louder and louder. I was bored on the sidelines, so I went to tease the bird in the cage. I let the little bird out. Maybe the bird was stunned because the cage was opened and it didn't know how to come out. It was still squatting in the cage. I grabbed the bird's head and pulled it out. The bird screamed and backed away hard, but it couldn't resist my "Hercules Palm"!

I hurriedly covered the bird’s mouth for fear of being discovered by its parents, but the bird still kept chirping. I patted its head hard and it stopped. No barking. The little bird stared at me with frightened eyes, as if to say: "Little master, let me go!" I put it back, and it drank several mouthfuls of water, then lay still in the cage. I suddenly had another idea. Give the bird a bath. Would it be very comfortable? I pulled out the little bird and put it into the basin. The little bird screamed and fluttered upwards. In just a few times, it turned into a "drowned bird."

I put shower gel on it, opened its wings, rinsed it, then put it on the ground and said: "You are free, fly!" Maybe the bird wants to escape from me quickly He fluttered his wings vigorously, but fell off after just a few flutters. What's going on? It turns out that I got all its feathers wet. It couldn't fly at all. I put it on the clothes rack and dried it for nearly an hour before its feathers dried. But there were three types of blue, white and black. The brightly colored bird turned into an ugly gray bird.

It looked at me hopelessly and called out, poor little guy. Looking at its pitiful look, I suddenly felt that I was so cruel, and I decided to treat this bird kindly in the future. Weekend Fun Weekly Diary 2

One day during the winter vacation, I encountered a particularly interesting thing.

A few afternoons ago, my mother said to me: "Please accompany me to play cotton today. You have never seen how cotton is played. You can also learn more." So, I I readily agreed, and my mother asked me to help her bring cotton.

We set off happily. My mother brought a big bag of cotton, and I also helped my mother bring a bag. We talked and laughed along the way. Unknowingly, I reached the place where I played cotton.

An uncle skillfully tore open the old cotton, then put it into the cotton-splitting machine, stuffed the old cotton wadding into one end, pressed the switch, and the machine began to rumble. With a loud sound, it unceremoniously swallowed all the cotton wool into its mouth, but miraculously, after a while, soft and fluffy cotton miraculously emerged from the tail of the machine, just like the clouds in the sky, extremely beautiful. It feels soft and comfortable. I thought it was like magic, and I secretly exclaimed: It turns out that the power of technology is so great. From a distance, I thought it was just a pile of marshmallows. However, these cottons look like marshmallows, but in fact, they are cotton, the brother of marshmallows. The aunt skillfully took a wooden stick and rolled the cotton like a pancake, and the cotton rolled up automatically. The uncle and aunt quickly measured the size of the cotton on another large lying board and laid out the gauze. Auntie laid out the cotton in an orderly manner and spread a layer of gauze on top.

Next, you see, uncle should use another big machine to press the cotton and flatten it. Otherwise, the cotton will be too fluffy. Push the cotton on the lying board under another machine. That machine is fun. It twists left and right on the cotton like a dancing machine. It's so interesting.

After a while, the cotton will be OK. It is like "rebirth". It is really new and smooth. High technology brings people a convenient and beautiful life. Weekend Diary 3

A weekend that I will never forget.

That day, as soon as I opened my sleepy eyes, I found that my parents were gone, leaving only a note. It turned out that they had gone out beforehand. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind - playing on the computer. I carefully recalled the computer password, and suddenly remembered: last time, when my mother told my brother the computer password, I overheard it, and I immediately turned on the computer. When the computer turned on, I was pleasantly surprised, haha!

So, I opened QQ, entered my account number and started playing. I’m so excited, and there’s no nagging sound in my ears, but my mind keeps thinking that my homework is all blank, which is really annoying, so I’d better write some homework while the game hasn’t been downloaded yet! I can't explain it until they come back later. After doing homework for a while, I still felt uneasy, so I called my mother softly and asked her when she would be back. At the same time, I also called my father, hoping that he would come home later. The answer they gave me made me happy. Now I can play games with peace of mind, but when I look at the computer desktop, it shows that the download has not been completed. When I look again, it still has not been downloaded. I run to the computer for a while, pretend to do homework for a while, and keep running around like this. , I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired or anxious, I’m sweating profusely.

When the door opened, I was surprised that my mother came back so soon. My shrewd mother came in and found that I had turned on the computer. I was speechless, and I had to tell the story of what I did in the morning with fear. well! A beating was a given, but to my surprise, my mother was too soft and didn't hit me. She said she could tell from the sound of my phone calls to her that I would secretly play on the computer at home, and she told me a lesson. Let myself wake up, my face is red at this moment, I really hope she can slap me a few times.

Friends, please don’t publicize it loudly. As the saying goes, “Family scandals should not be made public”! Weekend Diary 4

A weekend that I will never forget.

That day, I just opened my sleepy eyes and found that my parents were gone, leaving only a note. It turned out that they had gone out beforehand. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind - playing on the computer. I carefully recalled the computer password, and suddenly remembered: Last time, when my mother told my brother the computer password, I overheard it. I immediately turned on the computer, and when it turned on, I was pleasantly surprised, haha!

So, I opened QQ, entered my account number and started playing. I’m so excited, and there’s no nagging sound in my ears, but my mind keeps thinking that my homework is all blank, which is really annoying, so I’d better write some homework while the game hasn’t been downloaded yet! I can't explain it until they come back later. After doing my homework for a while, I still felt uneasy, so I called my mother softly and asked her when she would be back. At the same time, I also called my father, hoping that he would come home later. The answer they gave me made me happy. Now I can play games with peace of mind, but when I look at the computer desktop, it shows that the download has not been completed. When I look again, it still has not been downloaded. I run to the computer for a while, pretend to do homework for a while, and keep running around like this. , I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired or anxious, I’m sweating profusely.

The door opened, and I was surprised. My mother came back so quickly. My shrewd mother discovered that I had turned on the computer when she entered the door. I was speechless, and I had to tell the story of what I did in the morning with fear. well! A beating was a sure thing. To my surprise, my mother was too soft and didn't hit me. She said she could tell from the sound of my phone calls to her that I would secretly play on the computer at home, so she told me about it. A piece of truth made me wake up. At this moment, my face was red, and I really hoped she could slap me a few times.

Friends, please don’t publicize it loudly. As the saying goes, “Family scandals should not be made public”! Weekly Diary of Interesting Weekends 5

20xx, X month, X day, X day, this weekend, some interesting things happened at my house.

In the morning, when I was still sleepy, my mother shouted loudly: "Little lazy boy, get up quickly, let's compete in dressing up." When I heard this, I got up quickly and thought: Haha, I have done it a few times before. Win, mom, where are you my opponent? As usual, I put on a piece of clothing first before the competition officially begins.

My mother was waiting for me confidently. I quickly put on all my clothes. My mother was dumbfounded - haha, she is still looking for a collar!

I He quickly ran out of the bedroom and ran to the bathroom to wash up. But while I was brushing my teeth, I figured out one thing: Mom was trying to provoke me. She said she was competing with me, but she was actually afraid that I would sleep in. No! I hurried back to the room and wanted to "accuse" my mother. When I got to the door, I saw why it was closed. I shouted "Mom, Mom" ??loudly, but there was no movement. One, two, three! I pulled the door hard - there was a "click", the door handle fell off, and I fell a big butt. I rubbed my butt and entered the house. When my mother saw me like this, she immediately yelled angrily: "This idiot dad has asked him to fix it hundreds of times and he didn't even listen..."

Alas, dad is miserable! As I was thinking about it, I had an idea.

I found scissors and transparent glue, first cut the transparent glue into long strips, and then wrapped them around the door handle that was pressed---haha, now the door The handle is like a seriously injured soldier, more like Sun Yat-sen's sister's feet.

I asked my mother to come over and see her. She smiled and said, "Your father is stupid, but this daughter is smart enough!" Although I was very happy to be praised by my mother, I knew that my father was not. fool. Weekend Fun Weekly Diary 6

I like catching butterflies very much and observe them carefully every time I catch them.

On Saturday I ran to the grass to catch butterflies again.

I take a walk on the green grass. At this time, I saw a cabbage white butterfly falling from the tree and landing on a leaf. I hurried over and saw it standing on a leaf. I wanted to play with it, so I blew on it. It didn't move. I thought it was sleeping, so I touched it with my hand. It fell immediately and fell to the ground. I thought it must be frozen, so I touched it with my hand. It picked it up carefully, took a few breaths of hot air over it, and immediately put its hands together to cover it to keep it warm.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes... Ten minutes passed, and I felt my hand itching. I thought it must be waking up. I spread my hands, and it slowly flew up. Sometimes it flew into my face, and sometimes it circled around me, as if it was thanking me. I happily watched the butterfly dance on the grass, admired the beautiful dance of the butterfly, and ran around on the grass following its flight path. In this way, I spent a pleasant afternoon with it.

The sky was getting dark, and before we knew it, it was time for dinner. I wanted to give it back to nature, but I was afraid that it would freeze again, so I found hay to make a warm little grass nest for it, and then gently put it in it. But after a while it flew out again and stopped on my pants, as if it was hugging my leg and reluctant to let me leave. I had no choice but to put it into the grass nest again and said to it: "Little butterfly, I will come to play with you next time, okay?" It seemed to understand what I said, and it stopped quietly in the grass nest as if it was sweet. Fall into sleep sweetly.

I found it very interesting this weekend because not only did I observe my favorite butterfly, but I also rescued it. Weekend Fun Weekly Diary 7

This Friday, Li Hongyi and I had a fierce table tennis match.

First, let me serve. A beautiful curve ball bounced on the table twice and was immediately dunked back by Li Hongyi. I took my time and blocked it cleverly, and the ball flew towards Li Hongyi again. Li Hongyi pulled the ball back with his backhand, and the table tennis ball rose into the air, passing over the table like a gust of wind, and there was a missed ball! Zero to one, I lost points first. Li Hongyi jumped three feet high, grinning and dancing.

The right to serve went to Li Hongyi. He served a high-speed ball without mercy. Fortunately, I had quick eyesight and quick hands. I bent down and held the racket tightly... Oops! Why didn't you get it? I was stunned. Li Hongyi suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and made a victory gesture. snort! I'm not convinced!

I threw the ball high and made a lob. The table tennis ball was like a rabbit, jumping so high on the table. Before Li Hongyi could react, the ball jumped over his head. This time it was his turn to be stunned.

Li Hongyi threw the ball up, swung the racket... and the ball actually hit the corner of the table on his side, and then flew over his head. Li Hongyi lost confidence and served a random ball. I held the racket tightly and hit the ball, thinking: It's almost done! Huh? Why didn't he even touch the ball? Li Hongyi suddenly changed from listless to very excited. His mouth opened like a hippopotamus, as if he didn't believe he had won.

Alas, my table tennis level is still not as good as Li Hongyi. Next time I will make fewer mistakes and compete with Li Hongyi again. Weekend Fun Weekly Diary 8

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..." With a rapid sound of the alarm, I woke up from my dream. "Washing -" Oh, it rained again, and the rainwater hit the awning, and only the sound of "ta, da" was heard. Dad was cooking in the kitchen, and the sounds of "buzz, bang" and "bang, bang" echoed in the house. Weekend mornings are so lively!

After breakfast, I asked my mother to accompany me to Suguo Supermarket. Because Suguo Supermarket is giving away cakes for its anniversary. As soon as we went downstairs, we found that it was raining heavily. But I opened my umbrella and set off. The rain hit the umbrella and made a "bah, bah" sound. In this way, we came to Suguo City...

When we arrived at the entrance of the supermarket, we saw many people waiting to receive cakes, and everyone lined up like two long queues. There were chirping sounds from time to time in the crowd, and we queued with everyone else. We waited for a long time before we got a piece. Interestingly, some people queued four times to get the cake. I ate it with relish and kept saying, "It's delicious, it's delicious." Finally, there was a little bit of cake left, and the staff shouted, "Okay, let's get it together!" Suddenly, the scene became excited, "Haha. "Slow down" and "hehe" were filled with laughter and shouts. My harvest was not small, I took several pieces, but my face was also painted with cake by others, turning it into a painted face, which made my mother laugh. On the way home, I felt happy.

What an unforgettable and fun weekend. Weekend Fun Weekly Diary 9

Today is the weekend and my father and mother are not at home. Haha, then I am the one who decides this family. So I started to mess around.

I first opened the refrigerator and took out the potatoes, then took out the knife and cut each potato into shredded potatoes. Finally, I put the shredded potatoes into the pot and fried them. I thought the potatoes would be fried better. The more burnt the potatoes were, the better they tasted, so I added a lot of vegetable oil, and finally after a long time of tossing, the shredded potatoes were burnt, so I quickly took out a bowl and served it. I thought it was delicious, but it was better not to eat it, but just to eat it. I was unlucky. I took a bite and it made me sick. The shredded potatoes were so unpalatable! Finally, I poured in the shredded potatoes.

Then I planned to fry vegetables again. I thought I could show off my cooking skills this time, so I switched to frying vegetables again. I fried the vegetables until they were crumbling. But when I ate it, it felt good, but it was too bland, so I added a lot of salt. After putting it in, I thought it became a delicious dish, so I tasted it. After eating, my face changed drastically, from the excitement just now to a bitter look. I couldn't control myself anymore and collapsed on the ground in anger, but I don't give up so easily.

Then, I continued to fry cucumbers, shredded pork, cabbage, bananas, potatoes and other things. However, it failed every time and turned the kitchen upside down.

This weekend was really turned upside down by us, but looking back it was quite interesting. Weekend Fun Weekly Diary 10

On Saturday morning, as soon as I got up, I saw my grandma making dumplings. I couldn't wait to run to my grandma and said, "I want to make dumplings too." Grandma looked at me and was very pleased. Grandma said to me: "Wash your hands first and then come over to pack them."

I picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper, picked up a ball of meat filling with chopsticks, and put it on top of the dumpling wrapper. Then, pinch the edges of the dumpling wrappers little by little, and then place them on the prepared tray. Finally, I followed my grandma’s example and made an ingot-shaped dumpling. Grandma said that Yuanbao represents happiness. Finally, the dumplings are wrapped, and it’s time to cook them. After the water boiled, the dumplings were picked out from the tray one after another.

The dumplings that came out of the pot were like cannonballs fired on the battlefield, flying out one after another and rolling in the pot. Grandma used a shovel to make a circle on the bottom of the pot and found that the dumplings were floating. She also added water twice in the middle. The dumplings were finally cooked. I was so excited. The cooked dumplings are all crystal clear. Looking at these tempting dumplings, my saliva has already flowed down three thousand feet. Grandma said to me: "Little glutton, you can eat it right away." Grandma looked at me eating dumplings and showed a kind smile.

In this cold winter day. Eating a steaming meal of dumplings can be considered a happy thing. This was a very sweet weekend I spent. Weekend Fun Weekly Diary 11

Many things have happened around me. They are like the stars in the sky, countless. Some are happy, some are sad, and some are profound. Education... One of the things that remains fresh in my memory is making flower baskets.

In the team class on Friday, the teacher took us to make flower baskets, and everyone was ecstatic. I was divided into a group with xx and xx.

Of course you need materials to make a flower basket! Guess what? Haha, you can’t guess it, let me tell you: first you need a big Coke bottle, a pair of scissors, colored paper and a little Double-sided tape.

Start making flower baskets! I took out the Coke bottle and scissors, and wanted to cut off the upper part of the bottle, so I flattened the place to be cut, ah! An unexpected thing happened: although the bottle The upper part was flattened by me, and the scissors were very sharp, but I still kept cutting. When xx saw it, he took action personally, picked up the scissors, grabbed the bottle, and finally cut off the upper part of the bottle after a lot of effort. Then, I followed the teacher's example and cut off the ring around the mouth of the bottle, pulled it up from under the bottle, and then cut the remaining part of the ring vertically into strips, neither thick nor thin, and then Bend them down and insert them into the lower ring. Let's take a look at xx. Look, how attentive she is. She carefully draws flowers on the colored paper with a pencil, while xx cuts the flowers quickly. What are these flowers used for? Of course they are used for decoration. Here!

In a blink of an eye, exquisite flower baskets were displayed on the table. The evaluation started, but our group had to be eliminated because it hadn't finished yet. In the end, group xx won the first place.

Through this activity, we not only exercised our hands-on ability, but also let us know the importance of unity and cooperation. It also let me know that to successfully accomplish something, we need to pay attention to both quality and efficiency. Talk about speed. Weekend Fun Weekly Diary 12

I stepped into the park gate, blowing the gentle wind, bathing in the warm sunshine, smelling the fragrant flowers, and flew my beloved kite.

The kite rides the warm wind and floats leisurely in the air. Sometimes it waved to Sister Baiyun; sometimes it smiled at Father Sun; sometimes it fell on the branches; sometimes it lay in the sky. My mood also fell with the kite, sometimes I was happy, sometimes I was sad. I am happy because the kite is floating in the sky, flying with my dreams. Swim to Beijing, swim to space, and say hello to the astronaut uncle; swim to an alien planet and whisper to the aliens.

What is sad is that the kite fell, sad that it did not spread its wings and soar, but hung on the branch like an injured bird, unable to move. I'm also angry that I didn't master the kite well. Isn't it my hand that makes the kite fall and fall? How did I let it fall? I picked up the sad kite with my unhappy mood and flew it again. Set it back free and enjoy the beautiful scenery around you. Suddenly, I seemed to see the blue sea and the golden beach; I saw the people swimming in the sea and the children playing on the beach... The kite continued to fly, carrying my dreams and riding on the warm breeze. The wind floats to the distant starry sky and to the end of the universe. Weekend Fun Weekly Diary 13

On Sunday, my parents and I went to the swimming pool.

After changing my clothes, I took a deep breath and "dropped" into the pool. In the pool, I was swimming in the water like a fish, and I was very happy.

When my mother saw it, she hurriedly pulled me out of the water and said: "Be careful!" I agreed wholeheartedly, and was about to dive into the water, but I noticed my surroundings: On the shore, several lifeguards were staring at the water with sharp eyes, and several people Passing by the shore in a hurry, a coach was teaching a group of children. The children were so serious. Some adults jumped from the platform into the water.

I was stunned! My mother yelled: "Daughter, what are you looking at?" I realized it, and after a while, I said to my mother: "Let's go to the deep water area!" My mother agreed, and we came to the deep water area.

Beside the deep water area, there was a sign saying "Shallow Water Area", and it said "1.20 meters" and I went into the water. In such water, I felt relaxed and decided to have a "swimming battle" with my mother. When my mother heard about it, she became happy. She was born to be a "swimmer".

"Start!" I gave the order, and I "showed off my power" and "ran" all the way to my mother. In this way, I "dumped" my mother far away. Just when I was about to reach the finish line, I was tired and "waited" for my mother. Unexpectedly, I couldn't see her, and I became nervous. I ignored her and "ran" towards the finish line.

Just when I was about to reach the finish line, a big hand held me. Is it dad? impossible. Is it mom? impossible. Suddenly, I saw the jade bracelet, which belonged to my mother. Apparently, my mother was grinning!

It turns out that my mother has already surpassed me! This makes me ashamed! Hey, I shouldn't have stopped! Weekly Diary of Fun Weekends 14

People who take weekend holidays must be happy, but those who work are helpless. I went to experience the hard work of labor this weekend. I never rested and was very busy, but I also experienced the joy of labor!

On Sunday, our family went back to grandma’s house. When you go to the countryside, you must eat the most authentic farm food. Although my grandma’s house does not have a vegetable field, my hard-working grandma actually opened a small vegetable field in the yard and planted leeks, malan, celery, etc. What’s even more amazing is that in the two flower beds at the door, my grandma even found every opportunity to plant them. Serve the baby greens.

Since the vegetables were growing densely, grandma took a small plastic basket and scissors to the flower bed to work. I'm also itching to try it. So when I was getting ready to work with a pair of small scissors in my hand, my grandma reminded me in time, "You must cut the leaves with big leaves, and leave more when cutting the roots, so that they can grow longer and keep the leaves." Eat it every time." At grandma's reminder, I cut it carefully. The first time I cut off a few leaves of green vegetables, there were no roots, which was obviously not good enough. The next thing I cut was small green vegetables, which made me feel distressed just looking at them. After trying again and again, the level has improved somewhat.

When grandma works, she is not only fast but also very accurate. I admire her very much and think to myself: Ginger is still hotter when she is old! . A few minutes later, grandma’s basket was full of fruits but mine was very few.

Later, I helped my grandma peel broad beans, pick malan, and boil water in a big pot... It was my first time to do these things! So I was very curious and eager to try it. In the experience, I felt a joy different from learning. Weekly Diary of Fun Weekends 15

Today is the weekend, the sky is clear, the clouds are clear, and the autumn air is crisp. Early in the morning, a middle-aged couple playing cotton came to the yard. They were dressed simply. They brought several simple and interesting labor tools: cotton press, lying board, knife and bow string (the string is made of many silk threads and is extremely tough). Secondly, there are mesh screens, grinding plates, etc.

After a while, there was a long line of old, ugly, and old cotton quilts. As the cotton press rumbled, it swallowed the cotton wadding unceremoniously into its mouth, and soft and fluffy cotton fibers popped out from its tail. They lie on the ground like clouds in the sky being plucked, one by one floating gently on the ground, some are light red, light yellow and white, extremely beautiful.

At this time, the uncle spread the pressed cotton evenly on the lying board, tied a belt around his waist, and tied a wooden stick higher than his head, with the top of the stick hanging down. A long rope is tied to the back of the bow of the "Knife Bow String". Hold the left end of the bow with your left hand, and use a special wooden hammer in your right hand to start playing the string, making a bang, bang, bang... sound. After a while, the cotton lying on the bed was bounced evenly and fluffy. Then the uncle picked up the mesh sieve and flattened the cotton. The couple worked together to criss-cross the cotton with a layer of colorful cotton threads, and then covered it with a layer of gauze. Then two people each take a grinding board and grind it on the gauze. After a while, the gauze, cotton thread and cotton were stuck together and became inseparable. The reverse side of the quilt is the same as the front side. In this way, beds of flat, brand-new and beautiful cotton quilts were born under their skillful hands.

This pair of ordinary craftsmen use their exquisite skills and dexterous hands to create a better life for people.