I urgently need to write a new week! I can t find it when I ask for a dog!! To 300 1000 words

In the summer, she passed me quietly, and before I could admire the flowers pinched in her hair, she had already quietly walked by. Luckily, there's autumn too.

The bright sunlight hit the glass, reflecting the beautiful light, and the smile on the stage reflected in my curious heart.

Sentences and lines, like mountain springs, like glow, like a breeze, fell deep and shallow in my heart.

Then, they began to dance again, every move, every stretch, sweep sideburns, turn an eye, bow their heads, all of them deeply touched my heart. I couldn't help but fiddle with it.

The protagonist reminds me of the women in Zhu Ziqing's paintings: "Even the slight lifting of the clothes and the light dance of the skirt are like the flow of honey and the gentle ripple of the wind." ”

They chanted, sang, danced, and laughed, just like the splendid moon flowers at the entrance of the Grand Theater, blooming happily in the sun, and the bright petals carried the sun, giving me as many stories as they could with the intriguing fragrance of flowers.

As Tolstoy once said, art is a mirror, presumably, theater is the exaggerated mirror. He Baiwei won more exaggerated for life, but more delicate.

It's definitely going to work, I wrote it, hehe, don't scold me...

Summer goes to autumn, and the autumn girl quietly came to the world. She brought cool weather, yellow butterflies flying, and osmanthus flowers that bloom quietly in autumn.

The osmanthus tree stands in front of my house. It is luxuriant, in the middle of the green leaves, the lovely little osmanthus flowers are like shy little girls, looming in the lush branches and leaves, sometimes hiding, sometimes showing half of their faces, as if they are playing hide and seek with us! Although it is so small and inconspicuous, its strong fragrance can make the whole community become fragrant.

The fragrance is very fragrant and fragrant, and there is a hint of coolness in the fragrance, which we all like very much. Sometimes, osmanthus seems to tell us with fragrance: "Autumn is coming, autumn is coming, the weather is getting cold, you have to add more clothes!"

Osmanthus is the predictor of autumn!

My favorite flower is osmanthus. Whenever autumn comes, whenever I have time on Saturday or Sunday, I come to the osmanthus tree. Sometimes I look at the small osmanthus flowers, quietly smell its strong fragrance, sometimes, I will run around the osmanthus flowers, a gust of wind blows, the osmanthus branches gently shake, as if nodding to me to say hello.

Sometimes, I will pick up a few osmanthus flowers that fell on the ground, put them in the palm of my hand, and observe it carefully.

Six or seven petals, very beautiful. Then I blew a breath, and the osmanthus flowers flew in the blue sky, bringing the fragrance to distant places. Now, I like osmanthus more and more, and osmanthus has even become a good friend of mine.

Yes! Lovely osmanthus, I love you so much, thank you for bringing me so many wonderful times with your scent!

Reading can increase knowledge and broaden horizons; Reading can understand things and enhance ability; Reading can cultivate temperament, and Derun people's hearts follow the ladder formed by books, learn to be a person, learn to do things, and climb one scientific peak after another. Strive to continue to surpass and move towards excellence.

Open books are beneficial, and reading books is beneficial" This is the consensus of people since ancient times. If everyone wants to climb the mountain of knowledge, the higher they climb and the more magnificent the scenery unfolds in front of them, they must have profound knowledge. Knowledge is the only way for mankind to progress, civilization and development.

Books are the crystallization of the labor and wisdom of our predecessors. It is the source of our knowledge. If we want to make ourselves smarter, we have to read more books and read good books.

Reading can not only broaden our horizons, increase our knowledge, cultivate good self-learning ability and reading ability, but also further consolidate the various knowledge learned in class, improve our reading level and composition ability, and even for the study of various subjects, which is of great help.

Our knowledge system is gradually built through self-directed learning both inside and outside the classroom. Reading is an important way to collect and acquire knowledge. The knowledge we grasp from the classroom is not very specific and easy to understand, and it needs to be digested again to be absorbed.

A large amount of reading can integrate the knowledge you have learned from the class into the knowledge obtained from the extracurricular books, complement each other, and form a "three-dimensional" and solid knowledge system, until the ability is formed.

Reading not only plays an important role in our learning, but also has a significant impact on our moral quality and ideology. "A good book can affect a person's life. There is some truth to this statement.

We all have heroes in our hearts or role models to learn from, such as soldiers, scientists, teachers, heroic figures, etc. These models that we admire or learn from and imitate can also be known by reading books of all kinds. When we read, we will subconsciously compare our thoughts and behaviors with the characters described in the book, which invisibly improves our ideological awareness and moral quality.

The famous Soviet educator Sukhomlinsky said it well: "If the intellectual life of a student is confined to textbooks, if he feels that the task has been completed after completing his homework, then he cannot have a special hobby." "Every student should have their own life in the world of books.

Reading should be regarded as your own pleasure.

Some students may say: There is so much homework and homework to be completed, so do you have time to read? In fact, as long as you are willing to squeeze time to study, you will not worry about running out of time.

As the great writer Mr. Lu Xun said: "Time is like water in a sponge, as long as you are willing to squeeze, there will always be." "He himself spent the time drinking coffee and chatting with everyone studying.

In the end, Lu Xun wrote many good articles and made great achievements that attracted worldwide attention. We can use our lunch break, after school to do our homework, on holidays, and so on. For one hour a day, the little things add up to the lots, and the sand becomes a tower.

Enjoy fishing.

One day, I was bored at home alone. Just then, my cousin ran over with a smile and said, "Let's go to the river for a fishing competition today, okay?"

I said out loud, "Good, good! "Because I think I'm bored right now, fishing is just what keeps me moving.

We took buckets and tools and went fishing at the pond at the back door of my house.

The fishing tournament began, and my cousin quickly loaded the bait, and I loaded the earthworms very quickly. The first time the fish touched the hook, I didn't understand it, but I let the cunning fish eat the earthworm and run away. I had to reload the earthworms and throw them into the water to fish.

This time, I've learned to be good. As soon as the fish has eaten the bait, I catch it. I gently moved the whole fishing rod to shore.

The big fish knew that it had been deceived, and immediately spit out the bait in its mouth and tried to return to the water, but it could not go back, and it fell to the ground on the shore. Not to be outdone, I threw away the rod and went to catch the big fish with both hands. Okay, caught.

However, it was unwilling to be captured, and was still struggling with all its might. I pressed my hands tightly and quickly put it into the bucket. I put it on top of the bucket, and the fish struggled again.

It came out of my hands and fell into the bucket. I smiled and said, "That's right, save me from throwing you again."

The big fish swam happily when they got into the water in the bucket.

After I caught this big fish, my cousin said, "Okay, you've won, you've caught a big fish." We can go home. "I didn't want to go back, but I had no choice but to go home with my cousin.

Through this fishing, I realized that fishing is not easy.

What does life taste like? Some say that it is sour, leaving many secrets of bitterness before sweetness; Some say that it is sweet and leaves many moments of joy and brilliance; Some people say that it is bitter, leaving many bumpy footprints; Some people even say that it is spicy and has left many unforgettable memories, just like Malatang, which is so spicy that it is full of tears but has a kind of fire ......

In the eyes of our generation of middle school students, life has been filled with references, that is to say, life has become plain water, light and tasteless, without a bit of taste. Is it just for the envy of classmates and the smile of teachers? No, learning is important, but aside from the references, you should see yourself and see your future.

Yes, a bright future requires a wealth of knowledge to explore, but I don't want to let learning bury me. After studying, you should broaden your horizons and let go of your brain. I will let art paint life with color, I will let ** sprinkle spices on life, and I will let literature add wonder to life.

In short, I don't want to be a so-called "high-scoring and low-ability" student, the builders of the motherland need all kinds of talents, and those who just learn by death and can't use them flexibly will definitely be eliminated by fierce social competition!

In my opinion, life should be sweet, though raw.

When I came back from school a few days ago, my mother hadn't cooked dinner yet. I sat in front of the window and picked up the "Big Wisdom in Small Stories" series of books that my father had bought for me, "The Hidden Door". I flipped through it, and an eye-catching title caught my eye - "The Material of the Great Vessel".

I read it impatiently.

The story is about: Bill Gates, a genius in the information age, the founder of Microsoft, and the richest man in the United States, was recommended to the school library to help organize books when he was in the fourth grade of elementary school. He was bright and studious, and despite his small stature, he was very serious about his work.

He arrives early every day and spares no effort to weave through the labyrinth of bookshelves, picking out misplaced books like a little detective and putting them back where they should be. Later, his family moved to another nearby residential area, and he was transferred out of the library. But he always remembered in his heart, "When I'm gone, who will sort out those books that are on the wrong line?"

After thinking about it, he asked his mother to transfer him back to his original school. He told the librarian, "Now my dad takes me to school in a car, and if he doesn't take me, I'll walk." The 300-word weekly diary for middle school students is organized by the essay network, and you can also submit it

After reading this story, I was touched by Bill Gates's serious spirit. A teenager who is so conscientious and responsible, and so determined, has nothing to do in the world. It occurred to me that in many great and illustrious people, there are always many things that are superior or different from ordinary people, and these will sooner or later be revealed in their life deeds.

Before becoming famous, these may be overlooked, but after becoming famous, people think of how extraordinary they were at the beginning. But whether it is a record before or after the event, it is undoubtedly a masterpiece left to mankind.

Today I'm in charge.

I woke up very early today to be in charge of the house. I first went to the vegetable market and bought a few eggs and a handful of tender greens, which I used to make egg fried rice for lunch. Dinner, you don't have to prepare it, my mother said that I would go to my aunt's house to eat noodles in the evening.

After buying vegetables, I stopped by a roadside stall and bought three bowls of wonton stew, which was breakfast.

Who told you to go grocery shopping? "I explained the purpose of buying groceries and told Mom and Dad to have a good day off today, and I will arrange other things. Mom happily ate breakfast and went back to her room to continue resting.

I put the dishes away and did some of the housework that my mother usually does, sweeping the floor, washing dishes, watering flowers, scrubbing all kinds of furniture, etc. After doing this, I took out the leftover cold rice from the previous day and poured it into the pot, and then poured a small amount of boiling water. I cracked in a few eggs, and to make it even more delicious, I also put in a few small greens.

Yikes! I forgot to put other seasonings, will it be too late to put them now? Forget it now, whatever.

I put in 2 tablespoons of salt, monosodium glutamate, etc., and then stirred it with a pot and spoon for a while, and when it was done, I was sweating profusely, and it was finally finished. I took a few bowls, each one full, and waited to wake Mom and Dad to eat. I'm quite confident in my "masterpiece".

Mom and Dad looked at the egg fried rice I made, happily took a bite of it, and said, "Okay! Good!

It's delicious. "I also quickly tasted it, ah! It's too salty.

Later, I had to ask my mother to cook another meal for us to eat.

After this experience of being a homemaker, I learned that parents are actually much more tired than us, my father is doing business in the store all day long, and my mother is in the workshop full of deafening noise all day long, and sometimes I can't even squeeze out the time to eat. It's not easy to run a home!

On Sunday morning, I woke up early and walked the streets of Thailand to enjoy the pleasant scenery of the city morning.

As I walked down the street, I looked to the east and saw rays of light shining through the thin clouds, spilling onto the earth, on people's faces, and gilding everyone's hair, as if the morning glow was going to give everyone a laurel crown. At the same time, I felt the freshness of the morning, there was no noise in my ears, no beeping of car horns, only the morning breeze whispering in my ears.

Morning joggers enjoy the natural beauty of nature's bounty as they run leisurely. Seeing such a scene, I also sincerely yearned for it, and I couldn't help but join the team for the morning jog. In a park on the side of the road, there are dozens of old aunts in red clothes, holding flower fans, smiling, waving their hands and twisting their waists, dancing in the morning breeze, they seem to be very happy.

The crowd that stopped **, some of them also used "force" for it, and it seems that they also want to enter its "realm".

In the morning, I was deeply touched by the time that many people wanted to yearn for, the fresh air, the beautiful scenery, and the leisurely state of mind.

I will wake up early every morning from now on, and move from morning to tomorrow.