Three hundred words high school diary

On Sunday morning, I got up early and walked around the streets of Licheng to appreciate the pleasant scenery of the city in the morning.

Walking on the street, I looked to the east and saw wisps of rays of rays shining through the thin clouds to the earth, falling on people's faces, and coating everyone's hair with a golden glow. , as if the morning glow is going to give everyone a crown of laurels. At the same time, I felt the freshness of the morning. There was no loud noise or the beeping of car horns in my ears. Only the morning breeze sang softly in my ears and blew my somewhat disheveled hair.

People running in the morning are enjoying the natural beauty gifted by nature as they run leisurely. Seeing such a scene, I sincerely yearned for it and couldn't help but join the morning jogging team. As I was running, a "beautiful landscape" appeared in front of me. In a square on the roadside, there were dozens of old aunties in red clothes, holding flower fans, smiling, waving their hands and twisting their waists, dancing in the morning breeze. They looked happy. Some of the people who stopped to watch also used "force" to do it. It seemed that they also wanted to enter his "environment".

In the morning, I was deeply moved by the time that many people longed for, the fresh air, the beautiful scenery, and the leisurely state of mind. I suddenly remembered a sentence taught by the teacher: The plan for a day lies in morning. I think that I will get up early every Sunday morning in the future, go out for a walk, integrate into the environment, integrate into society, and move from morning to a better tomorrow.

The scorching sun is like a fire burning on the earth, and the hot weather makes people breathless. The cicadas on the trees chirped one after another. After finishing their song, they sang with new vigor. Although the song was rhythmic, it still made people feel upset.

After my earnest persuasion, both soft and hard, my father finally agreed to take me swimming. I happily trotted all the way to the swimming pool. Although I was panting and sweating profusely from exhaustion, I was still the fastest. Quickly change into swimming trunks, put on swimming goggles, and dive into the water.

With the previous foundation, I can already swim smoothly on the water for a while. Although the speed is not fast, I feel a sense of pride in my heart. With my father by my side, swimming in deep water is no longer a fear. I swam like a fish in water, but after all, my time was limited. When I was breathing, I choked the water in my throat. I hugged my father's neck, and my father, who had not recovered for a while, was pulled into the water by me. When I saw it, I was really joking. When he got there, he did a "carp fight" and dived into the water and swam toward the distance.

I swam to my mother and was chatting and laughing with her. My father, like a divine general, grabbed my feet and made me do a 180° turn. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and was able to avoid it. Take a few sips of water.

The sky was getting dark, and my parents were urging me to go home again, but I still didn’t want to finish. In order to avoid my parents’ eyes, I took a deep breath, grabbed the railing, and squatted at the bottom of the pool, but After all, my lung capacity is limited. After a while, I couldn't help it, so I had to get out of the water at lightning speed. Oh, they hadn't noticed it yet. It was not just a coincidence, but my father had a "fierce eye". When I was taking a breather, my father happened to see me. I had to follow my father to the dressing room obediently.

I was tired after an afternoon of activity. When I got home, I ate a few bites of food in a hurry, then lay down on the bed and snored.

Today, my mother, aunt and I went to Foshan.

When we came to Foshan, first of all, we came to Zumiao Road. I saw that the streets of Zumiao Road were busy with traffic, and the constant flow of pedestrians and vehicles was lively and crowded. However, although it is prosperous here, the air is too bad. The exhaust fumes from cars and the smell of paint from the wooden tiles decorated by roadside clothing stores in order to attract attention are extremely unpleasant and really irritating.

Then we came to the old street, Liaoyuan Road. This street is lined with towering ancient trees, lush green trees, few pedestrians, and fresh air, which is really refreshing. A breeze blew, and the leaves of the green trees beside the road swayed slightly. When people look at it, they feel relaxed and happy. There is a clothing store and boutique with cheap and beautiful products on the roadside. The decoration is simple and natural, not excessive at all. The furnishings are unique and exquisite and pleasing to the eye.

Just two roads, but there is such a big difference! One road is heavily polluted by commercial smells and exhaust fumes, while the other road has fresh air and is pure and natural.

Isn’t this all the work of us humans? Dear people, before Mother Earth is completely in despair, wake up! From now on, cherish every drop of water around you, cherish every piece of green around you, cherish every handful of soil around you, cherish every drop of water around you. Cherish every beautiful environment, every fragrance around you, every happy bird cry around you, and every free fish around you. All in all, cherish all the wonderful things that nature has given to human beings! Starting today, for us to have this environment where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and for our descendants to have it for generations to come. Learn to cherish every piece of beautiful and pleasing green!

Another Sunday is here, I stay at home alone, what should I do? I am holding my favorite doll. By the way, I had an idea and made a set of clothes for the doll!

I immediately found some bits and pieces of floral fabrics from the closet, and brought a pair of scissors, a fine needle and a ball of thread.

Start making clothes for the doll. I gently put the doll on the bed and said to her: "Wait a minute, I will make you a beautiful floral dress!" The doll seemed to understand my words and lay on the bed obediently.

I first took scissors, cut a piece of floral cloth, folded the floral cloth in half, then used a fine needle to sew a thin line on the side, and cut off the excess part. A skirt is ready. I also sewed a few little flowers on the skirt and pinned a small pocket to the waist. The little skirt is so cute. I happily put a "new dress" on the doll, but the doll's body was too "fat" and the dress couldn't fit in, and it eventually burst. The doll seemed to frown and say: "Hey, little tailor, I can't move even if I wear the clothes you designed!"

So, I had to make another one. I learned the lesson from the first time and sewed the fabric wider. In order to prevent the dress from bursting again, I also left two slits on both sides of the skirt. Now I put the "new clothes" on the doll easily. A satisfied smile appeared on the doll's face: "Ah, this dress is so beautiful!"

This morning, I got up early and walked around the streets of Licheng. Go and enjoy the pleasant scenery of the city in the morning.

This morning I went out to exercise with my mother as usual. On the road, I saw a scene that moved my heart. When I passed the garbage dump on the north side of the east gate of Family Area No. 3.

There is a small tree growing next to the garbage dump. Maybe the fertilizer in the garbage dump played a role, and the small tree actually thrived. The garbage dump was full. I don’t know who lit the garbage on fire, and smoke was rising from the garbage pile. A breeze blew by, and the burning flames jumped up and approached the small tree next to it. I couldn't help but worry about the fate of the little tree, and wondered whether I should go over and "save" the little tree. But when I saw the people coming and going for morning exercises, no one seemed to take it seriously, so I thought to myself, let it go.

At this moment, I saw the old man named Jia downstairs walking towards the garbage dump. He held onto the wall with his hands, stretched out his feet tremblingly, and stamped out the flames bit by bit.

Then, he didn't mind it being dirty at all. He first pulled the surface of the garbage pile with his hands and gathered together flammable objects such as paper and plastic sheets, and then stepped on them under the garbage with his feet to make them no longer dirty. Forming flames...

This scene may seem ordinary to ordinary people, but I couldn't help but feel moved in my heart. Everyone saw the flames, but no one thought of putting out the fire; and I thought about it, but in the end I just thought about it. However, the old man downstairs saw it, thought about it, and did it.

Seeing this scene, I couldn’t help but blush! Even a grandpa can do it, can’t we do it! We should learn from grandpa!

When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I remember that my teacher often said that I was not good at writing compositions and lacked true feelings. No, that week I was called to the office by the class teacher: "Your composition is a bit false and unreal. You want to..." At this time, I heard the teacher in the same office say: "Teacher Xiao, where is the composition of your class written?" Have you written "My Mother" yet?" Teacher Xiao, who was giving the lecture, quickly replied: "Well, not yet, I will let them write it next week."

Haha, Now I'm in luck. I know I have to write "My Mother" next week, and I have to do it without being scolded by the teacher. So I went to the street and bought a kilogram of apples to ‘honor’ my mother. At 5 o'clock, my mother came home and saw the apples on the table. He shouted: "Who bought the apples? They are so stale." "I, I bought them, I bought them for you." The mother seemed a little touched: "Okay, okay, my daughter has grown up and is sensible. Remember my It’s your birthday.” “It’s your birthday? Haven’t you already celebrated it?” Dad asked. "That's from the lunar calendar, this is from the new calendar." Mom explained. "Oh" Dad and I breathed a sigh of relief together. In the evening, my mother was very happy and asked me and my father to accompany her to the supermarket and buy two large baskets of snacks. Smiled at me all night. On a whim, I wrote the essay that night.

Later, my composition was approved by the teacher, but no one knew that I had a purpose in buying apples.

During the holidays, I went to the beach in Xiamen alone.

Sitting in the car, you can see the beach and the sea in the distance. As soon as I got off the car, I couldn't wait to run to the beach. I took off my shoes and stood barefoot on the beach. It was so comfortable to feel the fine sand! Looking at the boundless sea and smelling the salty smell of the sea breeze, I feel so open-minded and my worries and worries are gone. My father and mother and I were running on the beach, and accidentally a "dog eats shit" came. Haha, everyone laughed. I had salty sand in my mouth, and I smiled embarrassedly. We played in the sea, letting the waves beat on our bodies. It felt gentle and soft, like my mother's hands touching me, and it seemed like I was falling into sleep.

After a while, we were all soaked. "This time, I really took a sea bath"! We built the Great Wall and canals on the beach and watched the sea water wave by wave. Flowing towards the shore, there are "fathers", "mothers" and "babies". They poured into the ditch we built and did not want to go back to the sea. They wanted to play with us. When the tide comes in, the sea water brings many shells to the beach. There are many colorful and various shells, as well as rare starfish and the kelp and sea cabbage that we usually eat.

The dusk illuminated the sea into gold, and the sparkling waves were so beautiful. It was time to go home, and the sea and I reluctantly said goodbye.

I like the beautiful sea in Xiamen. Children, do you like or want to go to the beautiful seaside in Xiamen?

Everyone has their own shortcomings. , some are dragging their homework, some are doing things in no particular order, and some are not active in speaking, careless and so on. My biggest fault is carelessness. There are two things that remain fresh in my memory.

On weekdays, I don’t worry about failing the math test because I am interested in math. If I am not careless during the test, I can get first place almost every time. But the more I feared my carelessness and hated my carelessness, and "carelessness" lingered like a devil. Even my math teacher criticized me: "Typical carelessness."

The day before yesterday, in an application question in the mathematics midterm exam, even the keyword "remaining" was ignored. This question scored 6 points. I was dumbfounded at the time. I thought to myself that after completing the additional questions, I still had more than ten minutes to check it twice, but I failed it again and again and only ended up in second place in the total score.

When I got home, I was criticized harshly by my father. I looked at my grandparents, looking helpless. I only felt depressed and aggrieved. Finally, my mother came to the rescue. As a result, the parents also had different opinions on this matter, making the whole family unhappy even after dinner.

Once, when I went to school, I forgot to bring the key to the computer in class. I hurriedly went to the reception room and called the receptionist's office to ask my grandma to bring the key. Grandma accidentally sprained her ankle on the way home. While I was being blamed by my parents, I was also blaming myself and feeling guilty. It took more than a month for grandma to return to normal. Although grandma never complained about me, I often blamed myself.

Both of these things happened that should not have happened. In the final analysis, "they were all caused by carelessness."

Learn lessons and avoid carelessness.

Socrates once said: "The happiest thing in the world is to fight for an ideal." If a person does not have an ideal, he will be inactive. . On the contrary, if a person has a clear and ambitious goal and works hard for this goal, his dream will definitely come true.

Everyone has his own dream. For example, I want to be a teacher, scientist, biologist, writer, etc., and my dream is to become a calligrapher when I grow up.

I like calligraphy very much, the breadth and depth of calligraphy, and the beauty of Chinese calligraphy. From seal script to cursive script, from "Lanting Preface" to "Duobao Pagoda", I like them all. Every time I write, I regard it as a kind of pleasure and write every word carefully.

In order to shorten the distance between my dream and reality, I also took calligraphy classes. I continued to practice calligraphy and make calligraphy. After class, I also asked the teacher for advice on how to write some calligraphy.

Whenever I see some calligraphy works outside, I can't help but stop and admire them. I not only like to practice calligraphy, but also like to read some books on calligraphy knowledge.

I am like a little bird, flying freely in the world of calligraphy. I am like a little fish, swimming happily in the sea of ??books and ink...

"As long as you work hard, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle." Learning calligraphy requires persistence. I believe that as long as you persist, have confidence, and work hard, any dream will come true.

"Struggle changes destiny, and dreams make us different." As long as we are willing to fight for our dreams, we will surely reach the other side of our ideals.