Ten weekly diaries of about 300 words each, urgently needed 15

1. It's our turn to be on duty again, this is our third week, and we must do better and better than the previous two weeks.

2. My position is the same as before, which is to be a "Miss Manners" at the school gate, that is, a position to stand guard at the door. But this time is different, I also have to take care of the hygiene and etiquette of the whole school gate, and I feel a great responsibility. The high value of the school gate represents the image of the whole school, so my work must be in good condition, which is the premise of doing a good job.

3. In order to work conscientiously, I want to arrive at school earlier and leave school later, and I must be more serious, more specific, more detailed, and more in place, and I must also deal with the relationship between duty and study, not only to do a good job in duty work, but also to do a good job in studying, and not to delay. I have to go to work every day with a smile on my face, and I can't stand guard with an unhappy face.

4. Duty week is a training for everyone, a test of a person's quality, and an improvement of a person's ability. Don't disgrace the school, don't let the teachers down!

Not interested in that.

Today is Saturday, and my cute and mischievous little cousin, Liu Xiang, is here. 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? 2.As usual, I started to change the weekly diary, and suddenly I was greeted by a poorly written, short weekly diary.

Write a weekly diary like this! turned to the cover, and couldn't help but be stunned, it turned out to be her with excellent grades in the class. You can't be mistaken, right?

That's right, it's her. Suddenly, a wave of anger rushed to his heart. How could she be so perfunctory?

Intolerable. When the class representative was holding the diary, I said to him, "Go and call her."

But after waiting for an afternoon, there was no sign of her. So I was even more angry, how could the good student in my mind be like this?

School life is the five-flavor bottle of our youth.

The school is a paradise for our age, the school accommodation is wonderful, the school relocation is exciting, the reading in the charming environment is pleasant, and everyone has a love for school life; It is the wealth of a lifetime is the nostalgia of youth, it is the vision of a better life, it is another understanding of life, the understanding of the values of life, school life is short, it is blind, it is beautiful, in school people will understand the true meaning of the word benevolence and righteousness, mature and steady, stumbling and crawling their own potential in the school environment to refine, everyone has their own ideals, has their own perception of life, classmates together have to talk and laugh to listen to the life experience of classmates is to make up for their own life, A person's life is not smooth sailing, just like a reef, no matter how high the waves are, how fierce it is, it is indifferent, but more solid and powerful; School is the cradle of cultivating perseverance in life, in all walks of life are inseparable from the word perseverance, in the school to learn knowledge but also to learn to be a person, the ancients said: "self-cultivation, governing the country, the world". It can be seen how important it is to be a human being.

Students are simple, teachers are our compass, parents are our guides, may tomorrow be better and the world more harmonious.

Xinghuo Essay Network, there are many weekly notes on it, all of which are about 300 words, hehe, read it for yourself, there are not many people who know.

Clean implementation now will not.

Poplar leaves from childhood.

When I was a child, I lived with my grandmother in a small courtyard with a large poplar tree with lush foliage, and he was a good friend of my childhood.

When I was very young, I always played under the poplar trees with my friends. The summer sun shone on the dense green leaves of the poplar trees, and a golden parasol was held up above our heads, and the leaves were as beautiful as a fairy tale. We play under the leaves and enjoy a relaxed life.

When I think back to that time, I always see the golden poplar leaves in front of me.

When I grew up a little bit, I would collect fallen poplar leaves every autumn, and my grandmother would always carefully help me sandwich them in an unknown book. At that time, I didn't know what a taxidermy was, and I didn't know why I was collecting fallen leaves, but every day I would bring back countless poplar leaves with gusto, and my grandmother would always smile and put them in her book. My neighbors saw me collecting fallen leaves and left them for me with beautiful colors every time they cleaned the yard.

Once, a neighbor's big sister gave me a boat made of yellow leaves, and I was so excited that I took the boat everywhere I went, and when I went to bed at night, I asked my grandmother to put it out of the reach of the pet puppy. The puppy was also a good friend of mine, but I guess he probably "fell out of favor" for a few days because of the leafy boat.

In winter, the poplar hides all his leaves. Whenever this happens, my grandmother takes out the fallen leaves that fall in the book. My grandmother taught me to draw on the leaves with colored pens, and after the painting was done, she put tape on both sides of the leaves, threaded the leaves together, and hung them on the door and wall.

My grandmother and I also worked with me to make a collage of poplar leaves. A few leaves, simply folded a few times, form a unique picture, which is very interesting. The walls are covered with these pictures, and my grandmother calls them my "leaf painting exhibition".

Every winter day is filled with strings of poplar leaves, leaf paintings, and grandma's loving smile.

Spring is coming, and the new green leaves leap onto the branches. Looking at the delicate new leaves, I began to hope that they would soon grow up and soon turn into the golden poplar leaves of the summer tree.

I grew up in the hope of year after year, and poplar leaves were my inseparable companions. It wasn't until that fall that we had to separate. In order to expand the road, the small courtyard will be demolished.

I picked up poplar leaves from the ground for the last time, and my grandmother tucked them into the book, just as before. On that day, I said goodbye to the poplar leaves that accompanied me through my childhood.

Later, I went back to that street. The courtyard is gone. To my disbelief, the big poplar tree was gone, and only the thick stump remained. A few months later I went back to that street, this time not even the stumps were gone, and the road widened.

I still treasure those last few poplar leaves. When I see a poplar tree, I think of the poplar leaves that accompanied me through my childhood.

When I came back from school today, my mother hadn't made 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.

It turns out that this story is about: Bill Gates, a genius in the information age, a tycoon at Microsoft Computer Corporation, 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." ”

After reading this story, I was touched by Bill's serious spirit. A teenager who is so serious and determined is so determined that there is nothing that cannot be done in the world. It occurred to me that in many great or outstanding 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.

The beginning of the day is the morning, and the morning is the beginning of the day because it represents a new day. The relaxing summer vacation has passed, and a new semester has begun! Facing the bright sunshine in the morning, we returned to the beautiful campus and started the journey of the new semester.

In the past journey, there was laughter, there was a sunshine, this has become an eternal memory, now with a lock to seal it up, everything in front of us is new! See? A new life is beckoning.

After six years of training, we are not all warriors, wipe off the dust of the soul, take our **, ready to go, the goal of the new semester is to impact us!

We have ushered in a new semester, and at every new starting point, each of us will have an expectation: I will be more exciting tomorrow. Therefore, I must be looking forward to a better future, and I must show myself to welcome the new semester.

Today's teachers, classmates have taken care of themselves beautifully, office. The classrooms are cleaned and there is a sense of vibrancy. A new atmosphere of peace and upliftment.

I believe that under the infection and inspiration of this new atmosphere. I must make new progress in the new semester.

In the new semester, I have a new goal - not to be a giant of words, but to be a master of actions! I learned that success is not achieved by dreams, but by one'......s own actions

Of course, in the new semester, you have to make unremitting efforts to achieve new results in your studies! An effort will be rewarded in exchange. Learning is not a hobby, but a responsibility, something I should do and must do well, and at the same time there must be a burden in learning.

There is no bitterness. In the process of being tired, there will be no progress and promotion, whether it is in the past or in the future, isn't it the truth? I turn my joy and sorrow into a boost and motivation to move forward, and I will continue to overcome difficulties and make new progress.

Success is our joy, behind the success is our hard sweat, no hard work will have no harvest, no pay where there is gain. I am about to enter junior high school, so I should cherish this precious time to enrich myself and turn my ideals into an overwhelming motivation!

There is a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea. Strive to move forward towards your goal! A new semester has begun, starting a new journey, Yang Qixin's sails!

I want to work hard, in the colorful primary school life, study hard, this is a sprint, facing a new journey, there may be ups and downs, hardships, I will definitely overcome all difficulties to avoid all the shoals to reach the other side of success!

Every time it comes to the first day of school, everyone is busy.

The morning air is good, I haven't breathed fresh air for a long time (I wake up late every time). Inhale and exhale slowly, and the whole person is much more relaxed.

New air, new pace, let go of the heavy burden in your heart, and have a new beginning.

I remember that on the first day of each semester, there would be such a sentence in my diary: "This semester must study hard, get rid of the previous bad habits, and start again!" As a result, after a semester, not only did I not study very hard, but my bad problems still did not get rid of.

But I still comfort myself in my heart and say, "Next semester, from the beginning of the next semester, you have to work really hard!" ”

The sixth grade is the adaptation stage, and if you don't do well in the exam, it doesn't matter; The seventh grade is the familiarization stage, and if you don't do well in the exam, it doesn't matter; Eighth grade, is the first stage of the sprint, if you don't do well in the exam, it matters! Maybe.

I just played in the sixth and seventh grades, and I didn't give my best effort at all, after all, I hadn't reached the important eighth grade, and I didn't do well in the exam, so I forgave myself in my heart. But, now, I'm really an eighth-grader. There are obviously more textbooks than before, and the pressure is significantly greater than before.

It's no longer the kid who doesn't understand anything.

15 years old, should be older.

Eighth grade, what does it mean to us?

One more responsibility, one less ignorance; More understanding, less capriciousness; More effort, less playfulness.

It means that you can't be like you used to be like that anymore, you have to work hard, you have to be sensible.

Looking back at the 7 school years that have passed, I find that I have changed a lot, and it is indeed different.

will no longer cry when you are wronged like before; No more falling out with friends over a favorite thing like before; No one will be excluded as before.

Tell yourself: Be worthy of the sunset ...... every day

With a new textbook in your hand and a new mindset, walk in the busy crowd and create a new beginning for yourself with your hands.