Eight life diaries, 300 to 400 words.

It’s summer vacation. My brother, Wang Tangyang and I are playing my favorite game downstairs at my house: Call the Ducks to Cross the River.

We came under a big tree, and I said: "We use rock, paper, scissors to decide who will catch and who will hide!" As a result, Wang Tangyang lost.

I took out my brother’s favorite cards as “food”.

The game has begun, and we must snatch back the "food" scattered behind. But there is a "big crocodile" guarding in front of the food. Once caught by the "big crocodile", the consequences will be disastrous. My brother and I secretly discussed: I am the fastest runner among the girls in our class, so I will lure the "big crocodile" away, and my brother will take advantage of the "big crocodile" to get the "food". Just do what I said, I quickly jumped off the "shore" and said to the "big crocodile": "Haha, come and catch me!" After that, I pretended to get the "food" and then pretended to "miss" and ran away. Sure enough, the "big crocodile" fell into my trap. Chasing after me. In order to buy my brother more time, we went around a building. When the "big crocodile" came back, we found that my brother was getting "food". By the time the "big crocodile" reacted, it was too late and the "food" was all gone. Sold out!

Haha! "Big Crocodile" lost! "Big Crocodile" lost! In the next game, Wang Tangyang will be the one to catch! My brother and I jumped so high that only Wang Tangyang sighed sadly. I said to her: "It doesn't matter! Just use your brain before doing things, and it will be fine"! She just smiled slightly at me and said: "I understand, I'll just be the 'crocodile' in this round"! We all laughed!

Look, my after-school life is happy! And you?

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Composition on after-school life: My after-school life_Practice calligraphy_250 words

I am a lively and cheerful little boy. In addition to the intense study life, there is also a colorful extracurricular life. For example: playing on the computer, practicing calligraphy, riding a bicycle... Among them, my favorite after-school life is practicing calligraphy.

I have been practicing calligraphy since kindergarten. At the beginning, I was not sensible and I handled the brush like a fountain pen. My mother taught me step by step, starting from point, horizontal, left, press, lift, vertical fold and vertical hook. I have practiced writing these basic strokes for a long time, and they have left a deep impression on my mind!

When I was in the first grade of elementary school, there was a principal. His calligraphy was excellent, so I worshiped him as my teacher.

I have been practicing for a year, and I can definitely make a prefix. I learned the prefixes and can write a line of beautiful words. In the past few years when I was learning calligraphy, I made a lot of jokes. Sometimes, there is ink on my hands and on my face, like a naughty little cat, which often makes my parents laugh.

I have been practicing for a few more years, and all the teachers who come to my home will praise my beautiful handwriting! My heart is sweeter than eating honey!

This is my after-school life, isn’t it wonderful? Right?

I will continue to practice and strive to become a famous calligrapher in the future!

Essay about after-school life: Colorful after-school life_400 words

My after-school life is rich and colorful, as carefree as white clouds and as happy as ocean waves.

As soon as I get home every day, I put my schoolbag away and start doing my homework. After I finish my homework, I can learn to stir-fry, cook, and fry potatoes... But the most interesting thing is frying potatoes for the first time. !

The first time I fried potatoes, I first poured the oil on the spatula, then opened the pot and poured the oil into the pot. What's wrong? Yes, the oil was so cheap that it was everywhere. I was shocked and didn’t dare to put the potatoes in and fry them! I suddenly thought of a way: release the water! Just do it, I immediately poured a bowl of tap water and poured the tap water into the pot. Hey, it worked! No more oil splashing! I immediately put the potatoes in. I was afraid that the oil would rise again, so I immediately added two more bowls of water! As a result, I found that the potatoes were still undercooked. It was strange. After waiting for half an hour, I opened the pot and took a look. It turned out that the pot was full of water. Then I remembered: Don't put water in the potatoes when frying, otherwise they will become boiled. Potatoes...

Of course, I didn’t succeed in frying potatoes. I didn’t give in and prepared fried tomato juice to drink~ I’ve been fond of drinking tomato juice since I was a child. This time I failed to fry potatoes. At least I didn’t give in tonight. I have to get something to eat! After thinking about it, I immediately brushed the juicer and took out the tomatoes. I was very careful this time, fearing that I might not get it right again!

I carefully peeled off the skin of the tomatoes, then cut them into slices with a kitchen knife, and finally put the tomatoes into the juicer and that was it. It took about ten minutes to fry and it was ready!

This is just part of my after-school life!

A composition describing after-school life: My after-school life 400 words_400 words

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As the saying goes: Everyone has their own preferences for vegetables and radishes . Some people like ball games, some like graceful dancing, some like small productions that develop intelligence, some like stamp collecting that cultivates temperament, and some like... As for me, I have a special interest in reading extracurricular books. bell.

I call myself a "little bookworm", and I'm not just bragging! For me, reading is an indispensable pleasure in life.

When I was four years old, I already knew a lot of words, and this is true at all. I became literate at the age of four, which is inseparable from reading extracurricular books. At that time, my mother was holding a book, and I nestled in her warm arms, listening to her speaking sweetly in her sweet voice... Later, it became my book. I read the book to my mother. My mother even made a special trip to Lishui to buy a lot of books for me. I was so happy that I danced for joy!

Now, I read extracurricular books every day, and I also understand beauty and ugliness, goodness and evil from extracurricular books... I remember one time, I was reading a book at home and was attracted by the storyline. , until I didn’t even hear my mother call me to eat. Mom had no choice but to prepare food first. At this time, I saw the protagonist about to jump off the cliff. I was immersed in the situation and shouted: "No, you can still be saved. You can't give up your life like this. You should try to live. There is still hope for everything.

At this time, my mother broke in and asked in surprise: "What's wrong? Who wants to commit suicide?" I returned to the real world and said embarrassedly: "Hey, I'm so involved!" My mother smiled.

Books can purify people's soul, so: love books, they are the source of knowledge!

Essay about after-school life: After-school life_400 words

Our after-school life is rich and colorful, including playing chess, table tennis, collecting stamps, singing, dancing, musical instruments... each The students all have their own hobbies, their own after-school life, and a small world of their own.

In extracurricular life, everyone can do what they want to do and show off their talents. Reading, singing, collecting stamps, dancing, playing the piano, surfing the Internet, listening to music, playing basketball, learning calligraphy... are all things that students like to do outside class.

The greatest pleasure in my after-school life is reading. What kind of books do you like to read? Story books, philosophy books, history books... Books are very important to me. They are like water, and I am a fish in the water. Fish can't live without water, just like I can't live without books.

Gorky said: "Books are the ladder of human progress, a lifelong companion, and the most sincere friend.

"Indeed, it is a ladder, but it depends on whether you are willing to climb it; it is a friend, but it depends on whether you make this friend.

Books are a vast ocean of knowledge. It is the vast prairie, it is the endless vast universe, it is our human friend, I love reading and absorbing knowledge and strength from books, which is a necessity in life. It can increase my knowledge and make me happy. , sad, let my emotions change with the storyline, so I love reading, it is an indispensable part of my life.

In my extracurricular life, reading is my greatest pleasure.

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The weather was sunny on Friday, March 28, 2014

On Friday morning, a neighbor’s child came to me to run in the park. I quickly got up and walked to Zhengxing Park with my neighbor. The air in the park is very fresh, and people are in a good mood.

We climbed up the rockery. Standing on the rockery, we could see many tall buildings. It was so beautiful! After playing for a while, we were ready to go down the mountain. When I reached the halfway point of the hill, a big boy appeared out of nowhere and pushed me from behind. I rolled down the middle and fell against the wall, making my head dizzy and dizzy. There was a big swelling and scratches on the skin. When I got up, the boy had disappeared without a trace. I was so angry that I even said: "I'm sorry." "I didn't even say it, it's really rude. It took away my happy mood.

The weather was sunny on Friday, March 28, 2014

My hometown is Shijiazhuang, Hebei, here The fruits are abundant, including apples, grapes, walnuts, and red dates, among which apples are my favorite.

In March, the drizzle is like silk, and the tall apple trees are full of flowers. The beautiful flowers have pink petals and yellow stamens. They bloom in clusters and attract countless beautiful flowers and butterflies. They also attract many passers-by. . Some passers-by stopped to admire, some picked flowers to dress themselves, and some took photos. Passers-by breathed in the intoxicating fragrance of flowers and filled the apple orchard with laughter.

In April, we are full of spring. The apple trees in the rain stretch out their green little hands, and the little hands are swaying in the breeze, as if to say hello to you.

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Today, my mother and I had dinner at home. My mother bought ribs, put the ribs in the pressure cooker and threw them away in the garbage.

At first, I did my homework in the room, and then Hearing the "hissing" sound, I thought: What is it? Let me go and have a look! I just ran to the restaurant and only smelled a strong smell of meat. I sucked my nose and walked into the kitchen. It turned out to be a pot. Opened.

"Mom hasn't come back yet, what if the pot explodes?" A strange thought flashed through my mind, which made me firm up a strange belief: take down the pot, "Save." "These meats. I first turned off the switch that controlled the fire, and then tried the pot handle. The long end was not hot, but the short end was a little hot. I found a towel, padded the short handle, and used Holding the long handle in hand, I lifted it hard. I felt it was very heavy, so I used another strength to carry the pot to the marble board. I also put a towel on it to let out some of the air in the "valve", and then went to do my homework.

My mother came back and rushed into the kitchen without saying a word. Then she screamed and said to me: "Who brought the pot down? Your dad is back?" No, no, it's me, it's me !" I said hurriedly. "You scared me." Mom touched my head and suddenly asked me, "Did you turn off the gas?" "Oh, I didn't turn it off!" Mom said: "Oh, You!" After my mother turned off the gas, she said to me: "Haha, little one, your timing is very accurate!"

Eating the delicious pork ribs, I thought, "Today's attempt was a success! ”

The weather was sunny on Friday, March 28, 2014

On Friday morning, my neighbor’s child came to me to run in the park. I quickly got up and walked with my neighbor towards Zhengxing Park. Go, the air in the park is particularly fresh in the morning, and people are in a good mood.

A few of us climbed up the rockery. Standing on the rockery, we could see many tall buildings. It was so beautiful! After playing for a while, we were ready to go down the mountain. When I reached the halfway point of the hillside, something appeared out of nowhere. A big boy pushed me from behind, and I rolled down the middle and fell against the wall. My head was so dizzy that I felt a big swelling and scratches on my head. Pi, when I got up, the boy had already disappeared without a trace. I was so angry that he didn't even say, "I'm sorry." It was so rude. My happy mood suddenly disappeared.

The weather was sunny on Friday, March 28, 2014

My hometown is Shijiazhuang, Hebei Province. The fruits here are abundant, including apples, grapes, walnuts, and red dates, among which I like the most. I like apples.

In March, the drizzle is like silk, and the tall apple trees are full of beautiful flowers. The pink petals and yellow stamens are so beautiful. Blossoms, clusters, blooming so lushly, attracting countless beautiful flowers and butterflies, and also attracting many passers-by. Some passers-by stopped to admire, some picked flowers to dress themselves, and some took photos. Passers-by breathed in the intoxicating fragrance of flowers. Laughter filled the apple orchard.

In April, the apple trees that have absorbed the spring rain stretch out their green hands. A breeze blows by, and the little hands are swaying, as if to say hello to you.

The weather was sunny on Friday, March 28, 2014

Today, my mother and I had dinner at home. My mother bought ribs, put them in the pressure cooker and threw them away in the trash.

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At first, I was doing my homework in the room, and then I heard a "hissing" sound. I thought: What is it? Let me go and have a look! I just ran to the restaurant and only smelled a strong smell. I sucked my nose at the smell of meat and walked into the kitchen. It turned out that the pot was boiling.

"Mom hasn't come back yet, what if the pot explodes?" A strange thought flashed through my mind, which made me firm up a strange belief: take down the pot and "save" the meat. Meat. I first turned off the switch that controlled the fire, and then tried the pot handle. The long end was not hot, but the short end was a little hot. I found a towel, padded the short handle, and held it with my hand. I lifted the pot with a long handle and felt it was very heavy. I used another strength to carry the pot to the marble board. I also put a towel on it to release some of the air from the "valve" and then went to do my homework.

Mom came back and rushed into the kitchen without saying a word. Then she screamed and said to me: "Who brought the pot down? Your dad is back?" No, no, it's me, it's me! "I I hurriedly said, "You, you scared me." Mom touched my head and suddenly asked me, "Did you turn off the gas?" "Oh, I didn't turn it off!" Mom said: "

Oh, you!" After my mother turned off the gas, she said to me: "Haha, little one, your timing is very accurate!"

Eating the fragrant pork ribs, I thought, "Today's attempt It’s very successful!”