My diary for the third week 1 Now it is the third year, and junior high school life is coming to an end. But some students in the class have no pressure at all, as if they don't care about this turning point in life. However, I don't know what happened when I went. I still want to play computer and games all day. Is this the rhythm of society now? I don't know myself more and more.
From Grade One to Grade Three, we don't know how many headteachers we have changed, but we still don't know what we are doing all day: we didn't learn well, didn't play well, and ended up with nothing.
Alas, now that the third grade is almost over, I'm still in no hurry. At the beginning of this year, a good study plan was made, but every time it came to implementation, it was always difficult to stick to it, and I gave up when I started to implement it. It's been a month now, and there are still three months before the senior high school entrance examination. Should I give up and end my study career? I am not reconciled, there is still a long way to go in life. I don't want to do this. The efforts of the first year of high school, the abandonment of the second year of high school, and now the third year of high school. I must refuel, because this is a critical period, and I must seize this last chance and grasp the direction of my life. Only in this way can I do it. Now I have a goal: I must refuel and take control of my life. Grade three, grade three, please slow down and give me a chance to struggle. Let me try my best to reach the other side of success in the last three months. Stop worrying your parents. Come on! I'm in grade three.
My diary for the third week 2 This week, before the summer vacation was over, my mother took my cousin and me to the park to play. I suddenly saw some children walking by the river, fishing in the water with lines in their hands. I'm curious to have a closer look. So these children are fishing for lobsters!
Out of curiosity, I borrowed some lobster meat from others and tied it with thread. Then I put a line in the water and waited for the lobster to bite. I waited for a long time, but the lobster didn't bite. I am impatient. When I was about to give up, my mother patted me on the shoulder from behind and said, "You must be patient. Don't give up like this. " After listening to my mother's words, I continued to fish lobster. Suddenly, I felt the thread sinking into the water. As soon as I pulled up the line, I found a big lobster biting lobster meat. I shouted: "Mom, I caught a big lobster!" " My mother came to me and said, "Wow! Baby, you caught such a big lobster, you are amazing! " I was very happy after listening to my mother's words, and then I caught two crayfish in succession.
I believe many people have seen lobsters and must have eaten them, but few people have caught lobsters, but I have caught lobsters. I think lobster fishing is a pleasure, which will be the most unforgettable thing in my summer vacation.
In my diary of the third week of grade three, an unforgettable thing happened this summer. Although I did a lot of meaningful things in the summer vacation, what impressed me most was learning skateboarding this week.
Skateboarding was a gift from my father a long time ago. I was a little timid when I first started watching skateboarding, so I had to stand on the skateboard and slowly slide forward with the table and wall at home. I didn't know how to push at first, and I always fell down. So I asked my mother to help me. Unexpectedly, this time I slipped on the skateboard and hurt my mother's foot. I said, "Don't learn, it's too difficult." But my mother smiled and said to me, "Son, my mother believes you will learn."
So I went to the square downstairs to study and saw some children playing skateboard, which was very good. One child is my former playmate. Seeing that I couldn't skate, he took the initiative to teach me. Watching him slide easily in the crowd, I was full of confidence and courage. My friend patiently demonstrated the action and told me how to skate, so I first stepped on the front of the skateboard with my left foot, and then stepped on the back of the skateboard with my right foot when I pushed forward. As long as my right foot keeps swinging hard, the skateboard can slide in an "S" shape. I fell several times to learn this skateboard. After countless failures and efforts, I finally learned to skate.
Mom is right: as long as you are full of confidence and courage in yourself, you will succeed.
My head teacher, Mr. Kong, is in his thirties and has been teaching us Chinese since he entered school. She is of medium height and thin, with small eyes shining with wisdom, straight nose and shiny black hair. She teaches us Chinese very well.
Mr. Kong is knowledgeable and has rich teaching experience. He is always so relaxed, lively, lively and interesting in class. Teacher Kong gave me the feeling that I was laughing. In class, she always smiles, reads the text with a smile, writes on the blackboard with a smile, and takes us into the interesting Chinese world with vivid language. Even when we did our homework, she smiled and visited the classroom. When correcting homework in class, I will smile and nod from time to time, and I will praise my classmates who have written well. If you have any questions you don't understand, just ask her, and she will explain them patiently and carefully until you fully understand them.
However, although she is so gentle now, she can be fierce when she is angry! I made mistakes in my homework, didn't preview the text as required, talked to my classmates in class, and made little moves. She will look at you angrily and make your heart beat 200 times a minute. Then she will call your name and let you pass. At this moment, you must feel dark. Please ask amitabha to bless you and not let you suffer. I dare not make her angry.
She also cares about us. If a classmate is ill, she will enthusiastically help you to the office, give you medicine, and then call your parents and ask them to take you to the hospital. This is our head teacher. We respect her and are afraid of her, but we still like her. What about you?
In the happy and relaxed summer vacation, my family and I went to Zhengzhou and visited the aquarium in Zhengzhou. The main project of Zhengzhou Aquarium is divided into seven venues, each of which is a scene. Amazingly, the Cross-Harbour Tunnel Museum has a cross-harbour tunnel about 70 meters long. When tourists walk in the cross-harbour tunnel, they can really see sharks, rays and other large marine fish swimming overhead and around, which is also true and illusory. Walking in the cross-harbour tunnel, there are blue sea water on the top, left and right sides, artificial stone inside and a big shark. This is the first time I have been in close contact with a shark. I feel that it is not so fierce, but so kind and lovely. I also enjoyed a large-scale "Mermaid" performance. The mermaid wears a fish tail. Swimming with the fish in the water is really beautiful.
In the aquarium, I also watched the performances of dolphins and sea lions. Dolphins perform jumping circles. Sea lions are really powerful and can calculate. After the performance, they will applaud themselves, and they all perform singing, which is very funny! There, we visited many rare fish. For example, silver pomfret is called "fierce silver pomfret". I also learned a lot. Silver pomfret is produced in the Amazon river basin of South America. It is also called "piranha" because its shape and habits are similar to piranha. Silver pomfret has a well-developed upturned jaw, strong and sharp teeth and a keen sense of smell. A very violent personality. It is easily attacked by the smell of blood and splashing water. There are also beautiful African princes and flower dinosaurs. There are coral reefs and turtles on the second floor. We also saw sea dragons and seahorses, which are only ten centimeters long.
Later, we went to Songshan Shaolin Temple. I saw Tallinn, where the towers have different floors, and some have seven floors. As the saying goes: saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!
My head teacher is surnamed Liu. She has a pair of big round eyes, which shine like bright moonlight. She has a chubby face, a pair of glasses, a small cherry mouth and a shiny black ponytail under her nose. She smiled, revealing her bright and shiny teeth. She is not only beautiful and lovely, but also cares about us.
Once, my handwriting was not as good as before, and I was preoccupied. The teacher saw my mind, and she slowly wrote the words on the paper, let me trace them and took pains to explain them to me. Over and over again. Finally, many good things happen. With the help and guidance of my teacher, my calligraphy is getting better and better, which has been affirmed by my teacher and praised by my classmates.
People say she is a good teacher, bad mother, that's right! For more than sixty students in our class, she gave us all her love. He is an excellent teacher and forgets his roots every day. Once her child had a fever for several days, but she didn't ask for leave. Until one day, she couldn't help it anymore. Tears welled up from her bloodshot melancholy eyes for the first time. Her tears are crystal clear, so pure.
Besides studying, she often encourages us to be strong children from childhood. Once, Li Jingtao, a classmate in our class, had a nosebleed. She kept wiping Li Jingtao's nosebleed with her hand and kept saying, "Nothing, don't be afraid. Come on, just ice your forehead with cold water. " As she spoke, she pulled Li Jingtao to the water pipe and washed the blood on his face with clear water. Look at her sophisticated movements, motherly figure and serious words. You are like our mother. Your encouragement, support and help make us grow up happily under your broad wings.
She is the class teacher Liu that all our classmates like, a simple, generous, strict and kind teacher. We love you, our good teacher.
The first time I saw the head teacher, I felt very cordial. At that time, I firmly believed that you would be my unforgettable teacher.
I like you. At the beginning of school, because you didn't know all of us, you told us to be conscious and tell you what class cadre we wanted to be, but we didn't know you either. I've always wanted to tell you, teacher, that I want to be a monitor or even a vice monitor. However, I have never had the courage to tell you. Every time I encourage myself, I am ready to tell you, but I shrink back again and again and never tell you. I'm so disappointed in myself.
Although you will tease us again and again in class, it is the fickle questions that we want us to remember. You said, look at your math teacher, although smart, but not as smart and flexible as me. Many of you are smart and inflexible. You said a lot and shared a lot with us. Gave us a lot of encouragement. I know you want us to move forward, not backward.
Today, I saw you when I passed the radio station. You said, "Come in and give me some time to do it." I said, "What kung fu? You find a pen and hold a watch. You say, "Take this watch and let your parents come and sign it. Just sign your parents' names. " I said, "Well, it's easy." After that, I walked out of the door of the radio station and walked towards our class. We all cried after the start, and there was a hug. The students in each class sent sincere hugs to their class teacher one by one. I also want to say thank you, teacher. You have taught me a lot and placed a lot of hopes and efforts on me. Thank you!
Finally, teacher, I wish you good health, smooth work and eternal youth!
My Third Week Diary This summer vacation, I was walking in the street and saw many junior high school students about my age riding electric cars. I was really envious at that time, so I pestered my father to buy me an electric car. He said he would wait until he learned to ride it.
I got up early and pestered my mother to teach me to ride an electric car. After repeated requests, my mother finally agreed. My mother put the electric car on a flat road. I rode it like my mother did, with my feet close to the ground. The car remained stable. My mother is afraid that I will fall and is ready to protect me at any time. I said, "Mom, you can watch beside me and I will ride slowly." My mother always told me to look ahead, not to drive too fast, and to keep my balance.
After several attempts, I became bolder and bolder. At first, the trembling hand gradually became strong. Thought: What's so hard about this? As a result, I accidentally fell down when I was showing off. At this time, I don't want to ride a bike at all. Mom said, "Whatever you do, be confident, be strong, and don't back down when you encounter difficulties." After listening to my mother's words, I seemed to become more confident, so I stood up strongly and got on the bus slowly. Although my mother is behind me, my heart is still pounding. After this week's practice, accompanied by my mother, I took the first step to learn to ride an electric car.
This incident made me understand that even the simplest thing will be difficult at first, but as long as you can maintain your confidence and not be proud easily, you can solve all the difficulties.
My diary for the third week 9 Now, my life in the third grade has been in full swing, and I am getting used to the overwhelming practice and the pressure of time.
Both senior one and senior two were admitted and spent two years comfortably. Time has erased the memory of these two years, only knowing that I failed the exam once, reviewing before each exam, and drowning myself in endless TV and prose.
I don't like this life.
Now, I'm learning to be silent. I gradually began to remember my original dream, learned to review within a week before the exam, got used to reviewing and previewing, gave up the idea of watching TV and surfing the Internet, put away my prose collection and burned it from my memory, and a brand-new me was born. I don't want to leave any regrets in the last year of junior high school life. composition
The senior high school entrance examination is a glass, and I want to break through it and start my bloody senior three life. Listening to the sound of the clock every day is a wake-up call for me, and I will continue to work hard.
One day, I opened the drawer and saw some old prose collections in a trance, with thick dust on them. I accidentally pushed the drawer in again. If you want to achieve something, you must give up something. However, before I knew it, my heart was numb. composition
The school published a report card. After I filled in my grades, I looked at only 89 points in a daze.
After returning home, I said to myself in my heart, I must work hard next time and strive to enter the 40th place of the year. After telling my parents the result, my haggard face sighed.
I think my life after senior three will still be controlled by numbers, with frequent exams, intense review and full notes, waiting for the arrival of black July.
My diary for the third week 10 This week, I plan to use this summer vacation to learn to swim in the swimming pool.
As soon as I arrived at the swimming pool, I saw crystal clear water, frolicking crowds and excited children playing in the water. Look! A child dived into the water for an "underwater sneak attack" and then surfaced for a "water wave attack". How cute!
The coach put us in the water and taught us how to move. At first, the coach asked us to study in the water with a floating board. A few days later, the coach asked us to remove the floating board and paddle by hand. At first, my hands and feet never got together. Watching my classmates take down the floating boards one by one, I feel a little inferior: they can learn, but I can't. For this, my mother also scolded me. I encouraged myself that I could learn what others could learn, so I crustily skin of head and continued to learn. The coach seemed to read my mind and taught me carefully. Finally, everything paid off, and I finally learned to swim. It felt really good at that time!
One day, the coach asked me to compete with a very strong man. When the game started, we jumped into the water. I looked at my opponent out of the corner of my eye. I jump farther than him. I kick and row hard. In a short time, he actually surpassed me. At this time, an indomitable psychology inspired my potential, and I broke out with all my strength. I swam forward desperately. Finally, at the last minute, I won! It took me a week of hard work and hard work to get this moment.
Learning to swim is the most meaningful and unforgettable experience in my summer vacation.
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