400 word diary to write an urgent, 400 word diary

Russia is here to copy the drop, let's have the same fate and the same fate, hehe.

The diary is 400 words a lot, what do you want to say, what kind of content do you want to write, these can be said by people can help you. Then I'll give you a 400-word diary:

In this scorching summer vacation, we ushered in arduous military training. The big brothers all said that military training should be exposed to the sun, which is very uncomfortable. I don't think so, isn't military training just about standing, running, and jumping on the playground, and it's over in a few minutes!

There are also many lovely friends who don't have to stay at home all day and be sullen. Diary 1st Grade Diary.

However, I later realized how naïve my idea was!

On the first day of military training, Tiangong was not beautiful, the tiger had a face, the sky was dark, and the drizzle was misty. At this moment, we were standing in a line in the hallway, in front of a strong, serious-looking instructor, pacing with his hands behind his back, talking about how he had taught his students in the past. As for us, we didn't care at all, good friends hadn't seen each other for a long time, so we couldn't help but get excited and chatted a few words.

Several classmates whispered in the back, and were seen by the instructor, only to hear a loud slap, and a red anthurium ...... appeared on the face of one classmateAs for this one "dismounting", I know that this military training will have a hard time.

The next day, the sky cleared, and as soon as I arrived at the school, military training began. We were lined up on the playground with a large fireball (sun) above our heads, constantly emitting heat. The instructor asked us to stand in a standard position for half an hour and not move at all.

Under the scorching sun, we stood motionless in front of the sun. Although the field was full of people, it was a dead silence. Sweat trickled down my cheeks and into my neck, like a stream.

It's so itchy", I moved, caught off guard, and hit me with a heavy punch, followed by two or three more punches. I only had pain but no itch, "Move what, move again!" I, I'll squash you.

This is the voice of the instructor.

The body temperature is obviously rising, the face has turned from red to white, and the eyes are beginning to dizzy: "Resist, must resist!" "I gritted my teeth and held on. I finally made it to the end of class. I was soaking wet, collapsed, and my bones were stiff. Military training is really hard.

For the next few days, I wanted to escape. But seeing that everyone is persistent, why can't I? Military training is inherently arduous, and only through hardship can we hone our will and learn the fine qualities of our uncles in the PLA. I want to persevere and not be a shameful deserter.

Looking back now, military training was really bitter and sweet, sour and spicy, but this military training made my summer vacation more fulfilling and interesting!

Class reunions. Since the holiday, it has been drizzling every day, and today it is finally clear, and I am very happy to see such good weather, and at the same time, today is the day when our high school classmates get together.

In the morning, after breakfast, I set off from home early and headed towards our alma mater. Along the way, I had a lot of thoughts, imagining the changes in my classmates and what it would be like to meet them. Time passed unconsciously, and we finally arrived at our alma mater.

As soon as I walked into the campus, I was vividly reminded of the previous scenes, and I suddenly felt a sense of intimacy in my heart, and at the same time, I also found that our alma mater had changed a lot. First of all, the school building was renovated and painted, and then there was the change of the cafeteria, the construction of the library, etc., which only appeared after we left. Walking on the boulevard of the campus, carefully recalling the previous study life, it is really a special taste.

At this time, I saw a few students walking sparsely on the path, they were in a hurry, and now time was too precious for them. Along the tree-lined path, I came to the place where we were meeting, the classroom where we used to study, and by this time several of my classmates had already arrived, and I quickened my pace and shouted their names loudly, and then there was a greeting and a surprise on everyone's face. Next, to the laughter of everyone, the students came one after another, and after a greeting sound, we walked towards the next destination - the teacher's home.

Our homeroom teacher is still the same as back then, speaking with great humor and humor. In the following time, everyone will have dinner and entertainment ......

The day ended with a burst of laughter, and the class reunion was wonderful.