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Time flies, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye. There must be something impressive for us. It is time to calm down and take a good look at it. I'm writing a weekly diary. How to write a weekly diary to attract more attention? The following are 9 diaries I compiled for the second grade of junior high school. You are welcome to learn from them and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you.
Second Grade Weekly Diary Chapter 1
There is a girl in our class who is of medium height and has a simple and honest face. She is famous for her "sharp mouth" in our class. If someone accidentally offends her, she will definitely stab you with her knife mouth. Her name is Zhao Ying, and she is my deskmate.
In the eyes of my classmates, being at the same table with her is very hurtful. As a deskmate, I have a different view on this sentence. I don’t think she only has this hurtful side. After getting along with her slowly, I think she is a particularly lovely person.
I am her deskmate, so naturally I have been taught a lot by her. When I am happy because I got a high score in the math test, she will say coldly, "Don't be happy too early, be careful of pride." Falling behind." When I was sad about losing my pocket money, she pointed at my nose and said, "Who asked you to bring the money to school? You deserve to lose it! I wouldn't give it back to you if I picked it up." /p>
I have been anxious with him many times over these things. But if you get along with him for a long time, you will find that although he has an annoying mouth, he is always kind, because he also has a "tofu heart" that is not noticed by others. One month ago, during the Chinese language exam. Before the exam, the teacher repeatedly emphasized that the test paper should not be altered or altered, and asked everyone to be prepared. As soon as the teacher finished speaking, Zhao Ying said to me with his "knife mouth": "Did you hear that? If you forget it, I won't lend it to you then!" I said disdainfully: "I can't forget it, and I won't even forget it. I will borrow it from you!" Somehow, when it was time for the exam, I suddenly found that my elephant skin was missing. I secretly said to myself in my heart: "God bless me, don't make a mistake in writing!" As the saying goes. : "Which pot should not be opened?" I suddenly found that I answered a fill-in-the-blank question incorrectly. What should I do? I borrowed it from Zhao Ying. I couldn't speak, so I crossed it out and rewritten it. The teacher's words echoed in my ears, and I thought about it. As he stood, beads of sweat came out quietly. Just when I was at a loss what to do, a piece of rubber jumped in front of me. I turned around and saw, ah? It was actually thrown to me by Zhao Ying! I couldn't care anymore and quickly used it to erase the wrong answer. Since then, I have made many changes. Thanks to Zhao Ying for the eraser. The exam was finally over and I breathed a sigh of relief. I quickly returned the eraser to Zhao Ying. I was just about to thank him, but unexpectedly, he showed off his sharp mouth again: "I lent you the money today out of pity for you. Nothing like this will happen again in the future!" Do you think it's irritating or not? But when I think about his "tofu heart", I'm not angry at all. Instead, I find him very cute. Don’t you think so? Weekly diary of the second grade of junior high school, Chapter 2
During the summer vacation, all my classmates are going to travel, and I am no exception. I went to Guilin with my parents.
We took the train for a day and a night and came to Guilin. We first visited Elephant Trunk Mountain. The shape of the Elephant Trunk Mountain resembles a giant elephant extending its trunk to draw water from the river, creating a bright moon facing the water between the elephant's legs, forming a "wonderful scene of an elephant, a mountain, and a moon on water."
The next day, we took a boat trip on the Li River. The water in the Lijiang River is extremely clear, and the mountains in the Lijiang River are in various shapes: some are like Sun Wukong crossing the Five Fingers Mountain, some are like the Nine Horses Painting Mountain, and some are like camels running... The phoenix-tailed bamboos on both sides of the Lijiang River bent over with smiles, as if waving to welcome us. arrival.
We got off the boat and took a bus to the "Utopia". The scenery here is beautiful and the air is fresh, just like coming to a fairyland. We took a bamboo raft to the Wish Bridge in Yanzi Lake, and everyone made some wishes. We came to a small village of a primitive tribe again, and the chief's wife "Black Pearl" waved to us. We danced step dance with the Miao girls and threw embroidered balls with the Zhuang girls. "Xanadu" amazed me so much!
In the evening we watched the large-scale performance of "Impression of Liu Sanjie" by the Li River. The performance is set against the backdrop of twelve mountain peaks, with more than 600 actors performing... The performance is majestic and extraordinary, deeply shocking the hearts of every audience.
In the next few days of travel, we visited Fubo Mountain, Qixing Park, and Reed Flute Cave.
We visited different styles of caves. There are stalactites of different shapes and postures in the caves.
We took a flight back to Shanghai. Sitting on the plane, overlooking the cityscape of Guilin, I was reluctant to leave. The trip to Guilin was an eye-opener for me. It is really "Guilin's landscape is the best in the world"! I love the mountains in Guilin! I love the water in Guilin! Second Grade Weekly Diary Chapter 3
It’s summer vacation, and many primary school students have participated in Teacher Liu’s hard-tipped calligraphy class, and I joined this huge team without exception. At first, I was a little scared because there were so many people coming here to practice calligraphy with Teacher Liu, some older than me, some younger than me, and some of the same age as me. Many of them were old students, and I was worried that I would be laughed at by them if I didn't write well, so I secretly made up my mind to concentrate on practicing calligraphy and surpass them.
The amiable Teacher Liu saw my timid appearance, walked to me gently, smiled and comforted me and said: "Don't be afraid, I will teach you to write." As he said, he held my hand. He taught me to write stroke by stroke, allowing me to slowly find the feeling. "The key to good handwriting is firstly to sit upright and achieve the 'three ones', and secondly to calm down the mind. When the mind is calm, the pen will be straight. When writing, it should be 'horizontal and vertical', and pay attention to the structure of the words..." Liu The teacher said patiently while teaching me. After listening to Teacher Liu's words, I slowly found my feeling. With Teacher Liu's encouragement, I regained my self-confidence. No matter how hot the weather is, I will insist on two hours of concentrated exercise every day. In this way, my handwriting is getting better day by day.
More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye. My handwriting has made great progress and my calligraphy skills have also been greatly improved. Whenever I get praise from the teacher, a happy joy will well up in my heart, which strengthens my confidence in practicing calligraphy well. Even the draft of my composition is clean and tidy!
Today, I still practice calligraphy with Teacher Liu as always. Although I wanted to be lazy and give up during the practice, when I thought of Teacher Keiko’s surprised face after school started, I thought of having a hand. Good words, I am determined again, persist, persist and persist! Because I know: If you don’t experience wind and rain, how can you see a rainbow!
In the days I spent with calligraphy, I gradually realized the benefits of calligraphy in cultivating my good study and living habits. The most important thing is that it tempered my strong will. Therefore, I fell in love with calligraphy, and I loved the joy and enjoyment of practicing calligraphy even more! Weekly Diary of the Second Grade, Part 4
"It’s time to eat! It’s time to eat!" We were scrambling to grab the food, and laughter kept coming from the woods. Haha, it was our fourth grade class having a picnic on the embankment!
On Thursday morning, under the leadership of the teacher, we lined up neatly and came to the embankment. We first spread the tablecloth and put the bags. The team leader asked me, Liu Yinglin. Wei Yiting and Lin Shanshan went to collect firewood, while the deputy team leader and Wang Zixuan made a fire. When we arrived, their preparations were completed. We found three bricks and laid them together. There was also a brick in the middle. We put the firewood in and lit the firewood. The team leader had to arrange for us to do things. "Zhang Yiwen, Xie Junming took turns to fry the rice, Liu Yinglin put the condiments, and Lin Shanshan put the firewood." "Don't let the fire go out." Start frying the rice, first put some oil in it, wait until the oil boils, then put the rice in, and then use a shovel to fry the rice. If you want it to taste delicious, you should stir-fry for a few more minutes, then stir-fry repeatedly with a spatula, then add MSG and spicy aroma. When the ingredients are almost gone, sprinkle water along the edge of the pot, and finally add ham. Stir-fry for a few minutes and you can eat it. .
After we finished frying, we gave it to the teacher. The teacher praised us for making it delicious. We were very happy. Looking at other groups, He Shenghui’s group was still frying without the fire and water. A large bottle of water was spilled in and turned into "porridge". Haha, it makes people laugh. There is also a group asking us for advice! We couldn't be happier!
It’s so delicious when the students cook together! On our next spring outing, we will increase the difficulty and have a barbecue, so let’s look forward to it together! Weekly Diary of the Second Grade, Chapter 5
The sea on the screen and in the textbooks surged in my mind countless times. For a landlocked child, the sea has always been a place I yearned for.
It’s summer vacation, and with the afterglow of the setting sun, I approached “her”.
The sound of the waves "wow...wow", look, the cheerful waves seem to be welcoming my new friend from afar with a light and graceful dance.
After a while, the sound of the waves was close to my ears, and I saw the waves rushing towards the shore one after another. The white waves were like crystals, and they were like pieces of velvet flowers rolling and gathering. It was really spectacular! I subconsciously took a few steps back. The temper of the sea was so unpredictable.
Walking barefoot on the fine and soft golden beach, every time I walked into an area, countless crabs as small as ants crawled into the small holes in the beach. I leaned down and helped them. He adjusted his glasses and looked at them curiously. The sea crab carefully spied on me and bubbled! It seems to be saying: "What are you looking at? You will never understand our world." Haha, it's so interesting!
After a while, the sea water became calm again. I looked into the distance, and the blue sea water and the blue sky were connected together, reflecting the lighthouse and the small island further away. It was such a beautiful sight. The sky and the water are the same color! The golden setting sun covered the entire sea surface, looking like a sparkling silver plate. The seagulls were chirping and playing in the white clouds. It was so beautiful that I was intoxicated, and it made me forget the fatigue of this journey.
Looking at the boundless sea, I suddenly understood why writers compared human beings’ broad minds to the sea. That's because the sea is so vast and boundless that it seems to contain everything.
At this moment, I fully appreciate her broad and majestic mind, and even more feel the power bursting out from her depths like thousands of troops. Isn't this power and quality the true meaning of life? Weekly Diary of the Second Grade, Part 6
On Sunday, my parents and I went to the countryside to pick strawberries.
Strawberries are grown in semicircular white greenhouses, which are strawberry greenhouses. Entering the greenhouse, I saw eight rows of strawberries inside. Each row was planted with two rows. There was a narrow road between the rows for people to pick. The strawberry plants are low, only 20 to 30 centimeters tall. The strawberry leaves are smaller than a child's hand and are light green. At first glance, it looks like a vegetable garden, with only a few flashes of red occasionally. "Ah, so few!" I couldn't help but sigh. The farmer uncle next to me laughed loudly after hearing this, "Kid, squat down and take a look." I squatted down and took a look, "Wow!" I saw strawberry fruits hanging under each strawberry plant, as few as five or five. Six, more than a dozen or twenty. It was bright red and watery, like countless mini lanterns hanging on it. It turned out that they were all playing hide and seek with me. Fresh strawberries, hard-working farmers, and fresh air constitute a beautiful pastoral scenery.
I eagerly stepped into the middle path and picked it up. "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." I don't care about the quality of the strawberries, and I don't care about the importance of my hands. The strawberries I pick are broken and rotten, and none of them are good. I regretted it very much. Look at my mother next to me. The strawberries she picked were red and shiny, like red agates. I followed my mother's lead and concentrated on picking it. Bow your back, bend down, squat down, stare at the strawberries, examine them carefully, and distinguish them patiently. Be sure to pick the big, red and fresh ones. The farmer uncle also taught me that I must not touch the strawberries with my hands. I should pinch the small stems on the strawberry fruits with my fingers and pinch them off hard, so as not to hurt the delicate strawberries. Soon my basket was filled with fresh and delicious strawberries.
Although my waist is a little sore and my trousers are dirty, I feel a great sense of accomplishment. Looking at the basket full of strawberries and looking at this place again, I feel really reluctant to let go. I turned back to my mother and said, "I will come again next time!" "Kid, you have to hurry up." The farmer uncle said. "Strawberries begin to mature and go on the market at the end of November every year. By the end of May of the following year, the weather is too hot and we can't plant them. If you still want to pick them, hurry up!" "Okay!" I agreed happily.
We returned home with a basket full of strawberries. It’s great to pick strawberries in the countryside. You can not only get delicious fruits, but also experience the hard work of the farmers. It’s really two birds with one stone. I will go there again! Weekly Diary of the Second Grade, Chapter 7
On Saturday night, our family went to have dinner at the Little Sheep on the roadside in Baoshan. Although we got there at 5:20, there were no seats inside and the number started to be called.
I volunteered to get the number plate, which was No. 11. At this time, No. 2 was called.
After finding a seat and grabbing a magazine, I was ready for the "waiting battle". Just as he entered the atmosphere of the story, he was interrupted by a noise.
It turned out that four middle-aged men came to the store at 4:20. There were no seats at that time. The store manager asked them to wait and said he would call them if a table was available. But as customers kept pouring into the store, the manager forgot about it and now they are quarreling.
I looked at them with boredom, stood up and wanted to move around, and then I took a step away, and my original seat was taken by someone. Fortunately, my father said to see what time the number was called, so he gave up his seat. Give it to me, otherwise I will stand until my legs become weak. Next, I learned my lesson and took turns guarding my seat with my father.
My stomach was growling with hunger, but it was only the 7th. When I looked at my watch, it was already 6 o'clock. But the next data is even more scary: the license number has reached 112. Do those people want to have a midnight snack? Even the manager joked: The following customers will go for a drive on Sichuan North Road first, and then come back to eat hot pot when they are tired. But the flow of people still doesn’t move, and the reason is very simple: what if I miss it when I’m called? I can’t get a seat!
The Chinese people’s robbery is a major feature. The Chinese people rob everywhere. Grab a seat on the bus - give up your seat to those in need. This sentence has been called for so many years, but how is it implemented? Rushing to buy special offers - the opportunity must not be missed, it will never come again; it is not uncommon for children to snatch their father's inheritance; even if someone else's car falls into the river, a large group of people will swim to grab the medicine in the car. If we change this grabby culture, will there still be so much disharmony in this society? Weekly Diary of the Second Grade 8
Warmth is a familiar but unfamiliar word that exists in people’s hearts. We often forget it, but it has not abandoned mankind. At the same time, it is fair to everyone. The key lies in people's understanding and experience of warmth.
Warmth is actually not a very strange thing. As long as you are willing to experience it with your heart, you can find it. At the same time, people have different concepts of the word warmth. For pampered people, even if you No matter how nice you are to him, he will only think that it is what you should do. For some people who are self-sufficient and insecure, as long as you give him a smile or a greeting, he will be moved and find the warmth of the world.
Many people often like to write about their parents’ care when they are sick when writing this kind of composition. I don’t know where this “custom” developed, but I think it has no innovative ability, so I I think you can actually write about a classmate holding an umbrella to take you home on a rainy day, etc. It would be a good subject.
There are some people in the world who always don’t know how to cherish, and only regret when they lose it. Warmth cannot be replaced if it is lost, so people must fully appreciate it in their lifetime, otherwise they will lose even the chance to regret. I hope you can cherish it and experience it well.
Many people in my life have given me warmth, and I have sincerely enjoyed the warmth. Their warmth brought me encouragement, support, and help, and comforted my soul. Share the warmth at the same time. I hope you can have a warm moment like me. ;