A 6th grade diary 300 words 15

Little ants. In the afternoon, my friends and I went to the vegetable patch to observe ants. I caught a very large ant, put it in a glass bottle, and kept it while watching. Because of its size, it was also named "Big Mac".

I found that the mouth of the little ant is different from ours, its teeth are like a sharp scimitar, maybe it is this scimitar that is better able to cut food and eat it. The body of a small ant is divided into three segments, the first segment is its head, the second segment is its abdomen, and the third segment is its tail. It has eight legs, and the interesting thing is that it has two tentacles on its head, so I wonder why does it have two tentacles?

So I ran back to the vegetable patch to find out, and then I found a little ant and found a dead green worm in the ground, it tried to move but it was too big to move, then it hurriedly turned its head to find its companion, it used its tentacles to talk to its companions, and after a while I saw a small ant lining up like a long black dragon flocking to the green worm, and then, everyone dragged it to the hole together. I excitedly yelled at my mother, "I see, it turns out that ants' tentacles are used to summon companions, they are used to communicate."

Through observing the little ants, I also learned a truth, don't look at the ants are small, but the unity is strong, no matter what you do, as long as everyone works together, you can succeed. Thank you, hope it helps!

The weather is not good today, look at the calendar, it turns out that it is the 12th, and there are three days left to go back to elementary school, to be honest, I don't know how many days of vacation it has been. I only remember that every night when I lay in the mosquito net, I would silently think of my teacher, the primary school teacher, Mr. Cao, and all my classroom teachers. Now I just want to hurry up and look forward to the 15th, because not only did I receive my diploma on that day, but more importantly, I was able to meet my teacher, and I was really excited when I thought about it.

Of course, I don't know what will happen to Teacher Cao who left me in my later study career? I dimly think of all my teachers, all the lessons they gave us, and I still have a good memory. I wonder if I will be able to sit in the classroom and listen to the teacher with all my classmates in the future, even if it is just one class!

It's raining in my heart, so it's not a taste.

It's not going to be like it today, so I'll come back and see - the floor is so dirty. So I cleaned it up...

Two buttons fell off on my clothes today. Thinking that everyone in my family was working, I decided to sew the buttons myself.

The diary of a sixth grade will not be so short.

Chapter 1: The Spring Festival in my hometown

The spirit of the Spring Festival is revealed by the lanterns outside the house. Mom and mother-in-law are busy preparing afternoon tea in the kitchen. As for me, I cleaned in the living room with my father and brother, because we were usually very busy and couldn't spare time to clean the house.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole family sits around a table symbolizing reunion and eats rich, delicious food such as fragrant rice cakes and a variety of traditional delicacies. Then, the happy moment came, and my mother and father gave me and my brother money respectively. Wow! Thick red envelopes!

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, we went with our parents to the homes of relatives and friends. This trip, my pocket is full again. After that, my grandfather and mother-in-law gave me and my brother 50 ringgit each and asked us to buy what we liked.

Chinese New Year is the most important festival of the year for the Chinese, and we should keep it and continue to carry it forward.

Chapter 2: The feeling of visiting the garden

Tonight, my mother took me to the park for a walk, and the sound of insects was everywhere, like "listening to the sound of frogs". I suddenly realized that it was already April, and everything was full of life. If I think about it, it's been a long time since I've been out for a walk, and the park has new street lights, and it's bright and bright everywhere.

The trees in the park have sprouted, and the rain is even more beautiful. Through the light, it emits a faint green light. Looking at the past from afar, the rows of scattered trees seem to shine, carrying the seeds of spring, sowing hope in a land.

In an instant, there was a thought in my mind, there was a poet who once sang the praises of the April day on earth, if I could, could I also hear your light laughter dancing in the light of spring; If I could, would I be able to see you wearing a crown of bright flowers? If I could, could I also listen to the whispers of the swallows in the blossoms of that tree?

Spring always contains hope, but what kind of hope should we take to set sail again?

Chapter 3: Winter in my hometown

The autumn girl has quietly left with the joy of the harvest, and now, she has ushered in this naughty snow baby.

After the snow, it was a bit cold. Sitting in a hearth-like classroom, listening to the symphony played by the north wind outside, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes ups and downs, sometimes ...... gentlyIn this biting north wind, there seems to be something terrifying. Open the classroom door, a gust of cold wind blowing, can't help but make people shiver, walking in the corridor, against the biting cold wind, it is difficult to move an inch, the wind blows on the face, like a knife cut.

Inadvertently look at the mountains in the distance, there is no longer the vitality and green of the past, a piece of yellow, now the mountains are all over the field is only bare trunks and branches, the color of the mountain is very monotonous! It's like an ice cellar. In the world, only the few pines and cypresses on both sides of the road have a green atmosphere.

When they came to the playground, the students were like a herd of wild horses, galloping hard in the cold wind. Looking up at the sun in the sky, it was very dazzling, but there was no heat at all. In this cold winter, even the sun, the source of all things, should not be swallowed up by its heat?

It's not a little cold, it's surprisingly cold.

Even though the winter in my hometown is cold, it is very beautiful!