Ask for 100 journals of about 200 words

Sunday, January 6 BAI Weather: Sunny.

Eat zhi this morning

After the meal, my mother arranged for me to wash the dishes.

I picked up the bowl and put it in the sink and replied.

First of all, drop the detergent into the bowl, and carefully rub the whole bowl with your hands, the bowl is full of small foam. Then, I put the rubbed bowls one by one on the table next to me. Next, I picked up the bowl on the table and rinsed it with clean water, and the tap water rushed to the bowl, splashing small splashes and making a crackling sound.

After washing the dishes, I picked up the clean bowl and rubbed it with my hands, and the small bowl made a creaking sound. Hey! A clean little bowl can also sing!

Finally, I carefully put the washed dishes in the cupboard.

I didn't expect to be quite tired after washing so many dishes, but I finally realized how hard it is for grandma and grandpa to wash dishes! Although I felt very tired, I was praised by my grandmother, grandfather, father and mother, and I felt beautiful in my heart. I had a great holiday.

Very good. It's a little tempting!

Go to Xinhua Bookstore to make and buy books.

Today's holiday, I have nothing to do, just let my dad du

Dad took me to the new one.

zhihua bookstore to buy books and read dao books.

When I arrived at Xinhua Bookstore, I went to read a book. Dad said, "Son, aren't you going to buy books and read books?"

I said, "Dad, it's a holiday anyway, so let's look at it for a while and buy it later." "Dad said

All right. You look at it for a while, I'll buy a book later, and I'll have something to do when I get home. I just read it.

I watched fairy tales, the Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, ......

When I got to the second floor, I said to my father, "Dad, I'll help you choose which books you want to read." "Dad said

No, you can take care of it yourself. "After a while I finished reading a book, I looked at Dad, ah, Dad's gone, I looked left and right, and finally found Dad's in a corner.

Back on the first floor, Dad said, "Son, which book do you like?" All right. So I picked a book and went home.

It's snowing, it's a spring snow. The snow is like a small ice hockey puck, as if it was pinched by someone, smooth and even, swept by the whistling north wind, rustling, hitting people's faces, drilling into their necks, hey! It's so cool.

The pedestrians on the road raised their collars one by one, hid their heads and necks, and quickened their pace, but we, the children, jumped and jumped one by one as if we were not afraid of the cold, shouting happily: "It's snowing!" It's snowing!

The spring snow melts when it hits the ground. After a while, the ground was watery.

I saw that the snowflakes gradually expanded, expanded, and turned from insignificant sporadic snow to goose feather snow, covering the sky and spreading one after another. It is so white, so white, so pure, so white and elegant. Yukimi, it's really beautiful!

I really want to reach out and hold a handful of gentle and cool snow and let it slowly melt in the palm of my hand. But I didn't dare, I was afraid of scaring the elves flying in the sky, and I was afraid that my recklessness would destroy this beautiful "ice and snow paradise".

I stood in the snow and didn't want to leave for a long time, because I loved this beautiful spring snow.

I am more than ten years old, every step of my growth, contains the hard work and infinite love of my parents, I am very grateful to them, when I was sick, my parents were very anxious, once, at night, I suddenly had a fever, my parents quickly took me to the hospital for injections, I took the injections overnight, my parents also accompanied me all night, they did not sleep, moreover, my parents let me lie alone, for fear that the needles would fall out, the next day, they all took leave and did not go to work, I think they were really good to me.

Mom and Dad often taught me to be a man, and my mother taught me like this, if you don't work hard, the boss will be sad, which means that if you don't work hard when you are young, you will regret it when you grow up. My father taught me to develop good morals from an early age, such as caring for others, respecting elders, helping others, not lying, and being honest.

Grateful heart, thank you for ......"I learned this song "Grateful Heart" a few days ago. This song is what I want to say to my mother. Although my mother sometimes beat me and scolded me, it was insignificant compared to her love for me.

Thank you, Mom, for giving me life; Thank you for giving me warmth; Thank you for giving me joy; Thank you for putting the quilt open for me.

Last weekend, the weather was sunny and the sun was smiling very happily. My good friend Qin Haowei and I followed his grandmother to farm in a small vegetable garden at his house. As soon as we arrived at the vegetable field, the two of us were very excited, we first moved the big stone away, then he used a hoe to dig, I used a shovel to shovel, and finally Grandma Qin used a small shovel to dig a small pit to plant soybeans.

We were sweating and tired, but it was my first time to experience farming, and it was fresh and interesting.

Today, I went to the vegetable field again and was very happy to see that the soybeans we sowed last week had already grown green shoots. This made me feel the joy of sowing, and only when you sow will you reap.

At this time, I remembered the great poet Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty "Compassion for Nong": On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. I deeply understand the hard work of farmers and uncles, so we should cherish every grain of grain.

According to what you said, in 200 words, it is enough to write about the daily work and life situation normally.

Today, my mother went to work overtime, I had nothing to do after finishing my homework, and when I saw that the floor at home was very dirty, I picked up a broom and swept the floor. I started by sweeping from the balcony and carefully sweeping every corner from the inside out. After sweeping the floor, it was still early, so I took advantage of the joy to find a mop and prepare to mop the floor.

I followed my mother's example, first put the mop in water and soaked it for a while, washed it, wrung it out vigorously, and dragged it up seriously. When my mother came home and saw the fruits of my labor, she was very happy and said, "In the future, every time you do a housework, my mother will give you a dollar to buy you school supplies."

I was very happy and thought to myself: the wages earned through my own labor must be very special, because they are exchanged for my own sweat, and they have a special meaning. Now, I have saved 2 yuan in my wallet, although it is not a lot, but I cherish it because it is my first labor income.