Middle School Student s Diary, 600 Words, Urgent !!!!!

On Saturday, September 18th, my cute and mischievous little cousin, Liu Xiang, arrived. At that time, I was concentrating on drawing my computer drawing, and when I saw him coming, my concentration was reduced by more than half, and I thought, "Naughty bag is here again, I'm going to be unlucky as a sister."

But on the surface, he still pretends to be very welcome. Alas! There's really no way, who made us sisters!

I made a "welcome" gesture, grabbed a handful of candy and put it in his hand, and then began to concentrate on computer drawing again. But when Xiangxiang was not "honest", he asked me to play with him for a while, and asked me to play hide and seek with him for a while. I thought to myself:

I'm so old, and it's boring to play these kids' tricks with you. But no matter what, I'll have to play with him!

Playing and playing, Liu Xiang took advantage of my lack of attention and suddenly used his chubby little hands to knock on my "baby" computer like a drum. I looked back and quickly shouted, "Not good!

But it was too late, and the computer still froze. At that time, I was so angry that I couldn't cry or laugh, I didn't know what to say about him, I couldn't scold him or beat him, after all, he was only three years old this year. In this way, I have been coaxing Xiangxiang to play for most of the day.

After he left, I went back to my room, touched my computer and sighed, "Computer, I have to operate on you again!" ”

Alas, let's talk about it, is it really difficult to be a qualified sister?

Today, I suddenly wanted to go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books, but I took the bus to the station only to find that it was closed. I had to hike to Jiangbei.

Cross the oldest drip bridge on the river and walk slowly. There were few pedestrians on the street, all in a hurry, and I was the only one walking leisurely. Looking at the river, I don't want to use the sentence in the textbook to describe it, in short, it is better than my previous impression of it, probably because I haven't seen it for too long.

After half an hour in Jiangbei, I still didn't find me to drop books, I can only see couplets in every bookstore, red drop paper, golden drop words, still sparsely populated, I wonder if this place will become the northwest as soon as the Spring Festival arrives.

I had to walk back to Gangnam, only to find that many shops were closed, and only a few were left to support there, and KFC was the most popular, but it was not half as much as usual.

I walked to the bus terminal to wait for the bus, and after waiting for an hour, I saw a few sparse Laladi buses driving over, but they didn't come back. I had nothing to do, so I bought a magazine to kill time. After waiting for another half an hour, I finally got one, got in the car, and went home.

Among them, a total of 10 motorcycle owners asked me if I wanted to make a motorcycle back, and they told me with a sincere face that there were no more buses. I smiled and shook my head and said no, thank you. I saw a boy go to take a motorcycle, usually only a maximum of four yuan drop, today to twelve, the boy finally lost patience with the bus, gritted his teeth, ruthless, on!

Twenty minutes after he left, the bus came. I don't know if I should be glad or not.

Today's drop bus fare is $2 per person.

After the test in the afternoon, I was out of school after a while. As soon as I got out of school, my dad took me to the hospital to hang water. When the doctor called my name, I was very nervous, I wondered if it would hurt very much when the doctor hung it for me, the doctor used a cotton ball to put some medicine on my wrist, let me hold my hand, the needle was very long, I turned my head in fear, and when the doctor poked the needle down, it really hurt more than I thought.

The water hung very slowly, longer than I slept, when I woke up, the water had not yet hung up, I asked my dad to help me hang faster, my dad said that the hand would be swollen if it hung fast, and it was already the fastest. A bottle of water is almost finished, I am worried that the doctor will change the water will be more painful than at the beginning, thinking that I fell asleep, I dreamed that the doctor said to me, today is not good, the tendon has been broken, I am too scared to hang the water. I woke up scared, I told my dad, and he said:

Silly boy, changing the water is just changing the medicine bottle, it won't hurt. "What a false alarm. Finally, I was about to hang up, and when the doctor helped me pull it out, it didn't hurt at all, I pressed the wound with a cotton ball, rested in the hospital for a few minutes, and my dad took me home.

The sun has not yet opened our sleepy eyes, the morning fog has not yet unveiled the veil of spring, we follow the spring breeze, step on the dewdrops, and follow our mother to the green field to embrace spring. Along the way, we were as happy as birds. The dirt under your feet is like a brown-yellow carpet, and the air is moist and fresh.

On the willow trees beside the road, a few small birds chirped, as if to welcome us. A gust of wind blew, and the flowers under the trees nodded and smiled at us. As for Xiaocao, it seems that he is not tired enough, and he has not fully comforted his little body.

The rape flowers in the field are blooming to their heart's content, and they are yellow. Before we knew it, we had walked into a peach orchard. The crimson and pink peach blossoms are actually blooming, making you feel like a sea of flowers.

At this time, a few butterflies flew in and danced among the flowers. If you look closely, there are already a lot of small bees collecting nectar among the flowers. I couldn't help but reach out to pick the peach blossoms, and my mother said

Spring is even more beautiful with them. I listened, and quickly withdrew my hand. We walked cautiously, lest we splash the blooming peach blossoms and trample on the tender green grass.

Looking at the blue sky, the green grass, the red flowers, and the industrious little bees, I really want to melt in the spring

On the way to school this morning, I held milk in one hand and bread in the other, eating while walking, and when I was about to leave the gate of the community, I threw the garbage into the trash can, but I didn't throw it in, and I was too lazy to pick it up, and at this moment I saw a cleaner cleaning, she had just cleaned up this side, so I was embarrassed, and I was ready to turn around and pick it up. Unexpectedly, the aunt actually said: "Don't pick it up, it's dirty, I'll pick it up, you can go!"

At this time, I suddenly felt a sour nose and my face turned red......I can't tell if it's emotion or guilt.

In fact, many people around us are silently sticking to their posts, although they are ordinary cleaners, and even many people look down on them, but I began to find them cute and respectable. The city is so much better because of them!

Hehe, one of the things I came across myself, although it was not well written, was still very practical. I hope you are satisfied