100 words for the winter vacation of the third grade of primary school

Now we are all busy with schoolwork, and all the time we should have taken off is taken up to study, and we are overwhelmed by piles of homework, but if you really ask us, "What do you want most?" "Most of us will tell you frankly – praise, not freedom.

Yes, why do we learn? It's just for the praise of teachers, elders, and classmates. Write homework seriously, take the first exam, go to a good school, for what? It's also to praise ......

Praise is our affirmation, praise and encouragement, is a kind of spiritual necessity, with praise, only then can we continue to make efforts, only then can we have glorious achievements.

However, how harsh the teachers and elders are on their praise! When the children and students did good deeds to report the good news, although they said that they were indescribably happy in their hearts, they still looked indifferent on their faces, and they used a few simple words to dismiss us and pour cold water on us. Suddenly, the joy was blown away like ashes by the wind, and what was left?

Only a sigh of helplessness. So he was no longer angry, and he no longer tried; So I lost my self-motivation; So I don't want to tell others the good news, so that the good things will disappear in my heart and become a permanent memory ......

We hope that parents and teachers can give us praise again and again, even if it is a word of praise, an encouraging look, a sincere smile ......But they disappointed us again and again, blew away our joy again and again, and in this colorful world, there was less warmth.

However, who will really listen to our heartfelt cry? Who will really understand our thoughts? And who will really give us the praise we need most to fill the wounds in our hearts?

Do your third-grade friends have any weekly journals? No, you can see how they write it. I have collected "100 words for the third grade weekly diary" for you, okay, if you are interested in our essay, you can pay attention to the essay column.

In the evening, the autumn rain slowly fell from the gray sky like a string of pearls with broken threads. The rain falling on the river is like the old dragon king sitting high in the clouds, scattering silver silk threads, waiting for the fish to take the bait!

The autumn rain moistened the earth, and the little grass that was about to fall asleep quickly poked its head out of Mother Earth's arms and shouted loudly: "Brothers, come out quickly, we have water to drink." Hearing the call, the grass pulled out their little heads from the garden and the corners of the wall, breathed in the fresh air, and drank their bellies vigorously.

The little tree also stretched its body upwards as if to say, "Thanks to the autumn rain, I have grown taller again, and I can see things farther away." "The rain was falling like Schubert was playing a Serenade.

The long-awaited "June 1st" Children's Day has finally arrived!

On this day, I woke up early and went with my father to visit my grandmother, who was sick and hospitalized. My grandma and I hadn't seen each other for a long time and we talked for a long time. I sincerely hope that my grandmother's illness will heal soon.

When my grandmother heard my blessing, she smiled and touched my head and said, "I've grown up and is sensible, what a good boy." ”

When I got home, I carefully reviewed the courses such as language and mathematics. Mom also let me go outside and play with my friends for a long time.

On this day, I had a fulfilling Children's Day!

At noon, when the moon was dark and windy, I jumped into the pool in my little shorts, and my sister jumped into the pool in a costume that was neither a bikini nor a little shorts, and splashed me with blood, yes! It's blood! Because my sister and I are swimming in the French Bloodwater Lake, don't be surprised, don't doubt it, this is fake, you should really watch it!

So, we had a water fight, and I scooped up a scoop of blood with my hand and splashed it at my sister, who was not to be outdone and scooped up a round scoop and sprinkled it on me. From a distance, you can see two children playing in the sun with blood stained, what a loving picture! All right.

Maybe for a third-grader, this one is disgusting. That's a change, summer vacation, my sister and I pestered my father and mother to take us to swim. Unexpectedly, my father and mother readily agreed, and as soon as I heard that my parents readily agreed, we jumped three feet high.

The next day, I jumped to the pool, the pool was crowded, people in colorful swimsuits were tossing and playing in the water, splashing everywhere, we were dazzled, so my sister and I hurried down to the shallow water to play, and then I proposed a water fight, and we had a great time. It's a great day!

Writing ideas and takeaways: Have some fun and think back to what happened this week.

It can be a small thing, or it can be a very important thing, and life is like that, it doesn't necessarily make you happy, but it does have meaning. The purpose of the weekly diary is to record something meaningful. What do you think about these things, what emotions do you have, first give yourself an established impression in your mind.

Text: In my memory, there are many interesting things worth recalling with Tong Min Congxue, they are like shells on the beach of Old Nadan with different shapes, each one I can't put down, and each one is worth cherishing.

Speaking of the beach, I think of one of the most interesting splashes in the water. It was one day during the summer vacation, and my dad took me and two classmates to the Palm Springs Water Health Club.

As soon as we entered the museum, the three of us children couldn't wait to rush into the children's paddling pool. There are water slides and 360-degree race waterslides. It resembles a huge blue snail shell standing upside down, about nine meters tall and thirty meters long.

Hao Hao excitedly climbed from the stairs to the top of the waterslide, screaming and lying down and sliding.

Soon I was washed into the pool with several abrasions on the ** of my arms and thighs. It's okay if it's a little bit of a man, I'm victorious. The friends rushed over to hug and celebrate. It was one of the funniest water plays in my memory.