Give me a 500 word diary, hurry!

1 dime. I remember it was a weekend morning, the weather was fine, and I went to a store to buy homework books.

There are a long queue of people in the store!I finally squeezed to the counter and said to the salesperson's uncle, "Uncle, I want to buy two homework books."

At this time, a young classmate next to me was also buying homework books. She was wearing a little pink dress, and her big eyes were twinkling. Seeing that I was also buying a homework book, she smiled politely at me.

I nodded and smiled, then took the homework book and change handed by my uncle as a salesperson, and found that my uncle was looking for me an extra 2 dimes. "No, I have to return the money to my uncle. But just as I was about to return the two dimes to my uncle, I thought about it again

2 dimes is nothing, and if you return it in front of so many people, it's embarrassing, forget it!So, I grabbed my bag and left.

Uncle, you gave me an extra 1 dime. "When I heard this childish voice, I turned my head and looked, oh!It turned out to be the little classmate just now!

I saw her holding a dime in her hand, tiptoeing, and stretching her little hand to the counter. At this time, the salesman uncle was busy and ignored her. The people around joked:

Little sister, I'll give you 1 dime to buy candy to eat!Who knew that the little classmate was still stubbornly holding 1 dime, tiptoeing, tense his little face, stretched his little hand to the counter, and said seriously: "No!."

The teacher said that if you live, you must be like Uncle Lei Feng, be a selfless person, and don't be greedy. After saying that, she generously and respectfully handed the dime to her uncle, who had just come over, and then left happily humming a little song.

I looked at the astonishing scene in front of me, and as if I understood something, I quickly turned back to the counter and returned the two dimes to the salesman's uncle. "Today's elementary school students are sincere!The people around him were amazed. I felt hot on my face and quickly left the shop ......

To this day, the childish voice, the big flickering eyes, and the shining dime still come to my mind from time to time.

Chicken raises questions.

Yesterday at dinner, I jumped three feet tall with joy when I first saw my favorite chicken.

If you want to eat chicken," Mom and Dad said to me, "you have to start with one of our questions, which is: Chickens and rabbits in the same cage, with 45 heads and 146 legs. How many chickens and rabbits are in a cage? ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "This question gives a total of 45 chickens and rabbits." If we assume that all 45 of these rabbits are rabbits, there should be 180 legs, and this question only tells us that there are 146 legs, and I calculated that 180 feet are 34 more than the actual one.

This is because 1 chicken has 2 legs, and we count it as 4 legs, which is of course not true. If we exchange 1 chicken for a rabbit, then each one will be reduced by 2 feet, then, how many 2 legs are included in 34 feet, that is, how many chickens we take as rabbits, immortals, 34 divided by 2 equals 17. So there are 17 chickens and 28 rabbits.

Mom said, "Can you use another way of drawing pictures to solve the problem?" ”

I thought about it again, so I drew 45 circles on the paper, representing the 45 heads, and then added two straight lines to each circle, representing 2 feet, and turned it into a dough in the shape of a "only", representing a chicken; I counted, there were 90 legs, 56 less than the 146 feet in the question, and then, I added two feet to part of the word "only", representing rabbits, and I counted again, one added 28 rabbits, and 56 legs were just used up, so the rabbit was 28, and the chicken was 45 minus 28 equals 17.

Mom said happily, "What a smart one, you can eat this bowl of chicken!" ”

My heart was sweeter than honey!

I used to eat my mother's fried eggs, but I didn't actually make them. Today, I asked my mom to teach me how to make fried eggs.

Mom took out the pan, and I was in a flash of excitement and put the pan on the stove at once. L**, then do as instructed by your mother. Mom said with the oil in her hand

Add some oil first. As she spoke, she took my hand and poured some oil on the corner of the pan, and then tilted the pan in all directions, because the oil was spread flat on the pan, and the oil could get on the eggs no matter where they were beaten.

In a few moments, the oil was already boiling. It was steaming hot. Mom quickly opened the eggshell so that the liquid egg white yolk flowed into the pan in the blink of an eye, and I was in a hurry to grab the shovel.

After I took the shovel, I thought of myself as a chef, flipping, stir-frying, and flipping. In order to adjust the taste, I sprinkled sugar on a shovel, shoveled and flipped, and did it carefully.

After two minutes of stir-frying, my mother and I "changed shifts". My mother asked me, "Would you like to eat raw or cooked?"

Wow, there are also raw and cooked fried eggs? I asked. "Of course, the yolk will flow when it's raw, and the yolk will be solid when it's cooked.

Oh, I'm going to cook. "Stir-fry, stir-fry, and at the end of the fry, I added some soy sauce.

Finally ready to eat, I tasted it, heh! The fried eggs made with your own "sweat" are much more fragrant than your mother's! I continued to eat it, and a small fried egg that used to take a minute or two to finish was now finished in three or two clicks.

Finally, I said, "From tomorrow onwards, I will fry an egg by myself every day!" ”

I finally understand the meaning of "one hard work, one harvest".

Big brother, can you update the question, is it just a scribble or a proposition, or is it a 500-word article called a diary?

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 so good!

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