Then, I go to wash my face, brush my teeth and have breakfast first. After breakfast, I went back to my room and began to fold the quilt for myself. I threw the quilt up with two corners, trying to remove some dust and other dirty things as much as possible. I saw the quilt fly and then fall down. Then, I turned half of the quilt over and the other half over. So I turned the quilt over. I folded half the quilt in the middle and the other half. Then I folded the quilt in half. I fold the left one to the right and the right one to the left. After being folded again, the quilt becomes a square thing. Then, I called my mother to ask for acceptance. Mom praised it again and again after reading it. It is said that the quilt I folded is first-class I smile like a flower on my face. Diary 200 words (daily life) On the weekend, my mother and I went shopping and went to the big market. My mother said she was going there to buy some meat and asked me to buy her some vegetables. I will buy anything I like and meet at the door in twenty minutes, so I took twenty dollars from my mother and parted ways with her. I went directly to the green vegetable website. Clever celery, white fat radish, delicate eggplant ... I bought cauliflower, celery and beans from an old woman ... Hehe, I also bought a watermelon for my mother, 19 yuan. You can also buy a popsicle when you go home. I looked at my mother with vegetables and melons. My mother has been watching me at the door. When she saw me coming, she rushed over to help me hold the melon and looked at her hand.
15 Life Diary 200 words each, Learn to cook _ Life Diary 200 words
Author: Orange Time: 2018-05-2517: 09: 59 Collection 2015 July 19 Sunday afternoon, my mother came back and said to me, "Baby, today my mother will teach you to cook a dish, ok?" I said happily, "Good!" "Well, I say you do it." I nodded my head. "First, you mix pork, chopped onions, raw flour and salt." After a while, I finished writing. My mother took out a piece of seaweed from a bag, spread it out, and said to me, "I'll do it first, and then you can see it." When I finish this piece, you can try. " I nodded my head. My mother spread the meat and onion on the seaweed first, and then gently rolled them together. It's my turn to do it I made a "How thin you are, how fat you are, how much you pretend" according to my mother's method, so I installed a diary of about 200 words. When I keep a diary, I explain the time, place, people and events, who, when and where happened.
Diary model essay:
Today is the Lantern Festival, a day for family reunion. According to custom, it's like this every year, nothing new. But this year is different!
At night, colorful fireworks are dazzling. The whole of Shenzhen is full of joyful laughter and thick dumplings. I asked, "Dad, shall we eat glutinous rice balls?" "Well," dad replied, "but none of the jiaozi you just bought is very round. Let's rub them! This means that this year will be round after round. " "Well, but also too boring! Or ... "I rummaged through my pockets and took out a dime.
"Dad, wait a minute. Let's put this coin in the glutinous rice balls. Whoever eats is the luckiest person this year. " I said excitedly, "Good!" Dad agreed with me with a smile. Father and daughter began to hire jiaozi, and I thought to myself, I hope all three of us are the happiest people this year.
After a while, jiaozi was ripe, and my father shouted with his "chicken voice" that my mother and I couldn't wait to eat delicious jiaozi. "ouch!" My mother shouted, why are there coins in the jiaozi? Haha, when my mother got lucky money, I repeatedly said, "Mom, you are going to make a fortune this year!" " Mom said cheerfully, it must be your naughty idea. I'm so happy!
Extended data:
It is very important to keep a diary, and it is meaningful to write it every day. This is a kind of self-discipline, which is very beneficial to cultivate our perseverance and perseverance.
In this conscious restraint, we can cultivate our perseverance and perseverance. Some students may say that the study task is heavy and they have no time to keep a diary. Actually, it is not. Keeping a diary requires perseverance and can also cultivate perseverance. Keeping a diary takes time and can be used more effectively.
From May 5th of 19 12 to two days before his death, Mr. Lu Xun kept a diary for twenty-five years. Even if he is interrupted by a special accident, he will make up his notes. In addition to writing many articles about his love for monks, he also left two volumes of Lu Xun's Diary.
Write a diary of about 200 words. As long as I can remember, my father taught me to be an honest boy and an upright person. However, I found that my father lied.
I remember one day when I was five years old, my father took me to my grandmother's house to see her. When I wanted to go home, my grandmother gave me a bag of candy, which I took when I was young. My father winked at me, so I put it back on the table. Grandma still forced it on me, and I didn't know what to do. Father picked up the candy and put it in the drawer, saying, "There is plenty at home, so enjoy it slowly!" " Then he took my hand and left. When I got home, I searched all the cabinets in my house, and there was not even a candy. To tell the truth, my father didn't buy me candy, but what did you just say ... Oh, I see, my father "lied"! Another time, my father and I went to a far-away place by bus. The bus was full, but the greedy boss still took an old woman away. At this time, there was no room in the car, and the car was rickety. My grandmother looked a little uncomfortable. My father walked over, held the old woman's hand, stared at me and motioned me to get up, so I had to do as I was told. My grandmother sat down and said to us, "Boys, you!" " I'll move over, you can sit down! "Dad smiled and said," I don't care, it's almost time to stop anyway. "In fact, it's still far away! But ... oh, I see, dad "lied" again! I didn't know until I grew up that my father had been weaving beautiful and white lies-four diaries (about 200 words)-month-day.
My mother went to work overtime today. I have nothing to do after finishing my homework. Seeing that the floor at home was dirty, I picked up a broom and swept it. I will start from the balcony and carefully sweep every corner from the inside out. It was still early after sweeping the floor, so I found a mop to mop the floor while I was happy. I followed my mother's example. I first soaked the mop in water for a while, washed it, wrung it hard and dragged it up seriously. When my mother came home, she was very happy to see the fruits of my labor. She said, "My mother will give you a dollar to buy school supplies for every housework you do in the future." I am particularly happy, thinking: the salary earned through my own labor must be very special, because it is bought with my own sweat and has special significance. Now, I have 2 yuan money in my wallet. Although it is not much, I cherish it even more, because it is my first labor income. -month-day, what bad luck! My parents are on a business trip tonight, and I am the only one at home. Although he is not young, he is born timid. Every night, my parents need someone to accompany them, otherwise I will be like a "little tail", and I will follow them wherever they go. There's really nothing I can do today. They all agreed that they couldn't take me with them. I should go to exercise. In a rage, I announced that I would stand on my own feet from today and never rely on them again. Seeing that I was so proud, my parents smiled at each other, charged some precautions, closed the door and left. God forbid, it happened that there was a strong wind today and the doors and windows kept ringing. I became more and more afraid. I thought of the ghosts and horrible villains in the movie. I feel my heart beating violently, as if he were shouting, "relax, I'm going to jump out!" " "The brain is in * * *:" Don't think so much, I will have an accident here! "I was not in the mood to do my homework, so I went to the living room, turned on the TV, turned it on very loudly, and sat on the sofa watching TV. Although my eyes are fixed on the TV, my ears are alert to what is happening outside. I simply covered my ears and said to myself, "I'm not afraid, just not afraid!" " "I watched the seconds pass, hoping that my parents would come" tick-tock, tick-tock "soon. Damn alarm clock, I'm bored! It wakes me up from my dreams every morning. It works hard and sticks to its post, but I am miserable. I watched TV until one or two o'clock last night. How can I get up early? Fortunately, I saved my hand last night and set the alarm clock at 9 o'clock. There is an NBA game that I like very much at 9 o'clock. For this reason, I have to reduce my sleep. The first thing to do after getting up is to turn on the TV. My mother is calling for brushing her teeth for dinner again, but since today is the second day of the New Year's Day, I know that she won't use "force" these two days, so I basically don't have to consider my mother's "mood" and just do my thing well. I ran from the bathroom to the living room and watched the game while brushing my teeth, no matter what my mother was nagging. On Sunday, February 2nd, it was sunny. Today is grandpa's 60th birthday. Our family is so busy! Aunt, uncle and uncles are all here. I took out the birthday cake that had already been prepared for grandpa, and inserted candles one by one. Birthday began, and we children lit candles one by one. Clusters of burning flames formed an auspicious lotus, reflecting grandpa's happy face, 60 colored candles and our 60 blessings. Grandpa blew out the candles and we began to share delicious cakes. I had a brainwave and immediately put the cream on the cake on grandpa's face. Wow! Look, grandpa is rejuvenated again! At noon today, there was a "rainstorm" in my house, which was caused by such a small thing as a nap. I am the protagonist of this "rainstorm". After lunch, I turned on my computer and got ready to surf the Internet with great interest. My mother saw it and urged me to take a nap. I was impatient when I heard it: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, and you will know that you are asleep!" " ""I want you to sleep, it's all for your own good! " Mom is a little angry, too. But I couldn't listen to a word my mother said, so I talked back to my mother and caused an uproar. Finally, I couldn't help crying. It's a pity to think about what happened afterwards. What my mother said is really reasonable. Lack of sleep will not only affect health, but also affect learning. I really shouldn't talk back to my mother unreasonably. On the morning of March, my mother told me to paint at home before going to work. I asked my mother if I could watch TV after painting, and my mother said I could. I'm so happy! I quickly said, "Long live Mom! Long live mom! "I drew it soon, and I worked hard at it. I drew and drew, and it took a long time to finish. When I turned on the TV, I was dumbfounded and said to myself, it turned out to be the legend of magic beans that I like to watch. This story is about the struggle between good guys and bad guys. I didn't blink, but the demon king Crewe was so hateful that Lala and Pippi went to save him and begged him to change back to his original appearance! Lala confirmed that the demon king Crewe was the old Crewe. Lala begged him, but he wouldn't go back to the way he was. He is so heartless, so hateful, so hateful! The last paragraph is so touching. The beans of light and love defeated the beans of desire, and finally the demon king Crewe became Crewe. This story tells us that we must learn this spirit of persistence and never giving up, and we will succeed in the end. -During the winter vacation, I watched Crazy Stone. There is a love story deeply reflected in my mind, which is still fresh in my memory. A man with a suitcase just got off the plane and waited at the roadside. Suddenly a man rushed over to blindfold him and asked, "Guess who I am? There are three opportunities, think about it before you answer. "The blindfolded man said," Sir, I think you have the wrong person. " "There will be two opportunities. "The blindfolded man thought, This voice is so strange that he must have mistaken me for someone else. The blindfolded man put down his suitcase. At the same time, a man came to get the suitcase, stopped a taxi and left. The blindfolded man said, "Sir, you really mistook me for someone else. Please take your hand away. " "Okay, I'll let go. You can't peek. "As soon as he let go, the blindfolded man disappeared. He was just about to lift the suitcase when he found it missing. In daily life, sometimes a very casual action has a very different nature. One is stealing, and the other is protecting young minds. This makes me understand that our world is not perfect, justice may not be completely rational sometimes, and evil may not be excusable sometimes. Lies sometimes deceive people and themselves, and lies are sometimes beautiful. After a busy semester, I was still a little uncomfortable at first. At work, I get along with students every day. Although they will be naughty and make me angry, I still miss them so much. I want to know if they will be more obedient when they come, whether they will make progress than before and so on. I have been home for several days. In these days, I am also thinking about how I will spend this winter vacation, whether to stay at home and watch TV like last year, or to visit my classmates or do something else. But when I think about this, I think of winter vacation homework, who was arranged by the headmaster just after the holiday. It may be strange to others. How does the headmaster decorate winter vacation homework? How can teachers have winter vacation homework like students? In fact, the headmaster told us to read more books and study more during the winter vacation to prepare for the coming period. In fact, this is also quite good. Let's set goals for our future work so that we can do it better next year. Now I read books and practice calligraphy at home every day, and I feel that winter vacation life is quite fulfilling. It has been raining cautiously and continuously every day since the holiday, and it has finally cleared up today. I am very happy to see such fine weather. Today is the day for our high school classmates to get together. In the morning, after breakfast, I left home early and walked to our alma mater. I was full of thoughts along the way, imagining the changes of my classmates, imagining what would happen after meeting them, and so on. Time passed unconsciously and finally came to our alma mater. As soon as I entered the campus, the previous scene was vivid and I suddenly felt a sense of intimacy. At the same time, I found that our alma mater has undergone tremendous changes. First of all, the teaching building was put on new clothes and painted, then the canteen changed and the library was completed, all of which appeared after we left. Walking on the avenue and on campus, he carefully recalled his previous study and life, which really had a different taste. At this time, I saw several students who were making up lessons walking on the path. They are in a hurry, and now time is too precious for them. Along the tree-lined path, I came to the place where we met-the classroom where we used to study. At this time, several students have arrived. I stepped forward and shouted their names. At this time, there was naturally a greeting, and everyone's face was full of surprises. Next, in the laughter of everyone, the students came one after another. After exchanging pleasantries, we walked towards our next destination-the teacher's house. Our head teacher is as humorous as before. In the following time, everyone will have dinner and have a good time ... the day ends in laughter, and it's good to meet again! One thing that impressed me the most since I studied is that almost every Chinese teacher asked us to write well and practice Chinese well. Although I listened to my teacher at that time, I didn't stick to it. I just practice occasionally. Looking at my handwriting now, I really regret that I wasted too much time and didn't practice well. Just this winter vacation, the headmaster of the school arranged winter vacation homework for us, so I wanted to use it to practice calligraphy. But three days later, I practiced two pages a day. On the fourth day, I felt a little itchy. Forget it. Anyway, I couldn't write a word at once, but another voice reminded me. I will persist and don't give up easily. Finally, after a contradictory struggle, I persisted. Especially when something goes wrong, I take out a pen and paper and practice writing quietly. As a result, nothing bothered me. Now practicing calligraphy has become a habit in my life. If one day I don't practice at school, I feel as if there is still one thing unfinished. Through my own efforts, the current calligraphy has made some progress, and I will continue to stick to it in the future. 265438+Diary of Life in the 20th Century 200 words In the early morning, standing on the balcony, looking at the bustling crowd and the endless stream of cars, I can't help but have many daydreams. The motherland changes with each passing day. What will life be like in the future? One day, there will be a kind of clothes that can automatically adjust the temperature and size, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, so that people will not change clothes because of the alternation of seasons, saving time and money and protecting the environment; For people with asymmetrical figure, it saves the trouble of buying clothes.
One day in the future, there will be a flying car. When there is a traffic jam, press the button and it will fly over the traffic, land smoothly and drive again. However, not too much, otherwise, it will bring new troubles. One day in the future, there will be a time machine to let those rich people go back to the past and experience the real human suffering, so as to be inspired and cherish their superior life. One day in the future, there will be a flying house. When the earthquake and tsunami come, this house can take us to fly, and after the disaster, we can return to our homes. So many natural disasters can be avoided. This is my imagination of the future. As long as it is a high-tech product that is beneficial to people's lives and the progress of the whole society, people will explore, study and create it to make our tomorrow better. The diary of a day at home is written in the form of a composition (about 200 words). The weather in August is still very hot, and the cicadas are still clearly in the memory of childhood.
Baby, mom is not at home today, and dad is going out. You are alone at home today, be good. I pouted and ran out of the room and said to my mother, will you take me? Dad shook his head and said, no, the baby is alone at home. You are eight years old. Mom added: Maybe we will come back at night, remember to close the doors and windows, go to bed early, and I have prepared dinner. I said unhappily: OK! I am alone at home, standing in the living room, feeling a little messy at home. I rolled my eyes and started. I rolled up my sleeves, picked up the clothes my parents had changed on the sofa and threw them into the washing machine together. Then I ran into my parents' room and hung their clothes one by one in the cupboard and on the bed with hangers. It suddenly occurred to me that I also need to tidy my shoes. After the shoe cabinet was cleaned up, I ran into my room again. Put the quilt and doll neatly on the bed. Now that the laundry is almost finished, I'll go and hang the clothes. Hey! My hands and head are sweaty, how dirty! I washed my face, took my clothes out of the washing machine and dried them one by one according to my mother's appearance. I should have succeeded in my work by now, but the more I work, the more energetic I am. I took a look and suddenly remembered that the dishes had not been washed. I put my feet down with a small stool and started washing dishes. Unexpectedly, too much oil slipped on the bowl and broke it. I picked up the pieces and thought, what are my parents doing? When you see me cleaning the house, you will certainly praise me. I was having fun and accidentally cut my hand. Tears rolled in my eyes, but on second thought, what's the use of crying? I washed the dishes painfully. Homework (6) Write an article (1)