150 words for elementary school students during winter vacation

Cut, it's too vulgar, people want a diary, don't curse.

I'll give you a sample article. I'd like you to write the other ones yourself.

Tuesday, February 9th, 2010 The weather is cloudy.

The Spring Festival will be celebrated in a few days, and today my parents and I went to buy New Year's goods. We made a shopping list at home and set off.

Walking to the street, you can see red lanterns hanging on both sides of the road at a glance, and the street is crowded with people, everyone is carrying heavy New Year's goods in their hands, and their faces are showing happy smiles. With colorful balloons in their hands, the children bounced and followed behind the adults.

We came to Carrefour, and the mall was really lively! The shelves are rich in items and have everything you need. We went to the dried fruit area and picked out some peanuts, almonds, abalone nuts, cashew nuts and pumpkin seeds......

Dad bought his favorite beer, wine, and liquor. I picked up colorful candies and beautifully packaged chocolates, as well as many of my favorite drinks. My mother chose a lot of fragrant gu, fungus, squid, preserved fish, bacon, and all kinds of Chinese New Year cakes that I like to eat.

In the end, we bought rice cakes in the shape of a fish, which means that there is more than enough every year, and every year is high.

My parents and I carried a big bag of New Year's goods, happily went home, walking on the road, I want all the children in the world to be like me can buy the New Year's goods that Xu Du likes to eat, and have a prosperous New Year.

My hometown is in ***, where fruits are abundant, there are apples, grapes, walnuts, dates, among which my favorite is apples.

In March, the drizzle is like silk, and the tall apple trees are full of beautiful and moving flowers. The pink petals and yellow stamens are beautiful. One by one, one by one, blooming so luxuriantly, attracting countless beautiful flowers and butterflies, and also attracting many passers-by.

Some passers-by stopped to admire, some picked flowers to dress themselves, and some took photographs, and passers-by breathed the intoxicating fragrance of flowers. Laughter fills the apple orchard.

In April, the apple trees, which have soaked up the spring rain, stretch out their tender green hands. A breeze blows, and little hands sway, as if to greet you.

The apple blossoms are withering, Mother Apple Tree"Raw"There are little green apples. The mother apple tree hugged the ones that were not yet ripe"Little babies"For fear that they will fall.

Autumn is coming, all kinds of fruits are beginning to ripen, and apples are like red lanterns hanging on the branches, bending the thick branches. Uncle Fruit Grower put one by one"Red Lantern"They were taken off and packed into baskets, boxes, and transported by large trucks to all parts of the country. It's another bumper harvest year, and the fruit farmer's face is full of sweet smiles.

I love my hometown, and I love the apple orchard in my hometown!

Little classmates, write it yourself!

The first breeze of life blows into my heart, and I know that "tomorrow is a new day"!

This year's winter vacation is so boring, homework is done, enough fun, and my hometown has been back, as for extracurricular books, I am really impatient, I don't want to read, I can't calm down, and I feel awkward to read any book. Now the only thing I can look forward to is the charity sale that I miss every day. Selling things, I haven't tried it, and the people who have sold it say it's hard, but I think it's fresh, how fun, and I can chat with my classmates with Erlang's legs while shouting, how good, it's really exciting, and I can't wait for that day to come.

January 22, 2007 Mood and weather: The sun is shining and waiting, waiting, finally to the day of the charity sale. Today is the festive day when our stall opens at the flower market, although there are no rice firecrackers, but a big red cloth spread on the table has reflected our faces red, and our hearts are also on fire.

We were selling for the first time, so we started early and learned to buy and sell. Once we had all the goods neatly arranged on the table, we began to carry the price. "Wow, it's so hard to carry!

When I saw the ** table, I couldn't help but sigh. There are many things, but they are different, and it is more difficult than memorizing ancient poetry texts. I wanted to make up for it, and I just forgot about it, but when I saw that the other students were working hard to memorize, I couldn't help but memorize it when I thought of the faces of the mountain girls who were eager for knowledge:

There are fish Chinese knots for 15 yuan every year, puppy rag dolls for 12 yuan for the Year of the Dog, and 10 yuan for happy eggs every day......As the saying goes, "There is nothing difficult in the world, only those who are afraid of it." "After a while, I got the ** watch done. Probably because we opened early, no one came to our shop, which was really frustrating.

Suddenly, a tall figure walked towards us, and when we got closer, it turned out to be our dear Principal Yao, hehe, Principal Yao is really righteous enough, as soon as he made a move, he bought 5 Fuwa, and after a while, Principal Zhao also came, and bought a lot of things, so it was not all businessless! Time passed in a hurry, more and more people unconsciously appeared, and we were very busy. Today is finally not in vain.

Today, I feel that the stairs are dirty and I want to do good. I said to my mother, "I'm going to sweep the stairs all the way to the first floor."

Mom agreed. So, I took a broom and started sweeping the stairs from the 5th floor of my house all the way down to the 1st floor. I feel like I've swept clean, and I've done it faster, but I'm not tired at all.

After I cleaned up, I went to my grandmother's house on the 4th floor to play.

After I did this good deed, my grandmother praised me, and I was very happy.

Diary is not recommended to learn from and plagiarism is not recommended!

Tuesday, July 15, 2008 was fine.

The day before yesterday, my dad wasn't at home, and my mom couldn't cook vegetables, let alone meaty dishes. At noon, we didn't know what to eat, and I suddenly thought of a good idea, we could eat egg fried rice. Mom also approves of eating egg fried rice.

First of all, my mother asked me to take two large eggs, break them, and then beat them yellow, then my mother fried the rice, cut the garlic into slices, put them in, and then fry them again, and then make the rice into a circle, put the eggs in the circle, and then keep stir-frying, put the condiments and it was ready.

I was so happy the day before yesterday, and it would be nice if there were days like this in the future.

Saturday, July 19, 2008, was cloudy.

Write it yourself, or go to the bookstore for inspiration.

A few months ago, my mother sold a water.