My Growth Diary
Growth, this is a familiar word, everyone is growing, growth can be of various kinds, we can grow while receiving education, You can grow up when you realize your mistakes, or you can grow up under the temper of difficulties...
I still remember when I was in the first grade of elementary school, I heard adults talking about the "16th National Congress", but I didn't know anything about it. Know what the "16th National Congress" is. One night, my relatives and I were having dinner and watching TV news. My grandfather asked me a question: "Ning Ning, what is the '16th National Congress'?" I replied smoothly: "It's the 16th National Congress of the Communist Party of China." Meeting." After hearing this, the relatives laughed. Dad told me: "Ning Ning, the '16th National Congress' is the 16th People's Congress convened by the leaders of the party and the state."
Now, I have grown up and am already a fifth grader. I am no longer a primary school student, and I am no longer the "little cute" who doesn't understand anything. I can tie my own hair, pick out my own clothes, tidy up my own room, and go to school by myself... I will also help when I am free. When my mother does some housework, when my parents are tired, I will use my little hands to massage them.
Yesterday, my aunt worked overtime at work, so she brought her brother to my house and asked my mother to take care of him temporarily for a day. Unexpectedly, grandpa called and said that grandma was not feeling well and asked her mother to accompany her to the hospital. Unfortunately, I have no choice but to take care of my younger brother. My mother was very worried when she left. She warned me a lot and asked me to take good care of my brother. After my mother left, my naughty brother jumped up and down on the bed for a while, then picked up the broom and said, "Here comes my grandson!" Dangerous moves come one after another. It's not good to go on like this. I think my brother usually likes to listen to "Sun Wukong" the most. "Three Beats of the Hundred-Bone Essence", so I tried my best, and my brother really listened with interest. Then, I taught my brother how to put together puzzles, draw pictures, and do math problems... Soon it was four o'clock in the afternoon, and my mother came back. Seeing this scene, she had a happy smile on her face.
Now, I feel that I have really grown up and can solve many things independently. I hope that I can face difficulties bravely, overcome them tenaciously, and keep making progress when encountering difficulties in the future. This is true growth.
My partner and I’s birthday
October 17th Friday, sunny Today is the 9th birthday of me and my good partner Wang Haoran. Every year on this day, we both spend time together. Either he and his mother come to my house, or my mother and I go to his house. This year’s birthday, my mother and I made an appointment to go to his house to celebrate. At 10 o'clock in the morning, my mother and I came to Wang Haoran's house with gifts. As soon as we rang the doorbell, Wang Haoran rushed to open the door and came forward with a cheerful face. We first congratulated each other on birthdays in unison, and then hugged each other tightly and didn't separate for a long time. After entering the house, my mother and aunt prepared meals together, and we held hands, got into the computer room, and played computer games. Usually, we can only play some small computer games. But today, Wang Haoran's father bought a large computer game for us - "Red Alert". Oh, don't tell me, this "Red Alert" is a large-scale gun battle game, with real guns and live ammunition, thrilling and exciting, and it is really enjoyable to play. The two of us played each other for a while, and then I played for a while. We won one game after another. It was really lively. We both became invincible heroes. Time flies so fast, it’s almost 12 o’clock. We both turned off the computer, washed our hands, and quickly ran to the dinner table. The dishes were served quickly, and there was a big birthday cake on the table. We turned off the lights, lit the candles, and sang the song "Happy Birthday to You" together. After singing the song and blowing out the candles, the two of us took it upon ourselves to cut a large piece of cake and gave it to our respective mothers. Then we each had a piece and ate it hungrily. Because we both ate so hard, we smeared the cream all over our faces, just like "tabby cats". We both looked at me and I looked at you, and both of us couldn't help laughing. After dinner, we both went downstairs to play again. Wang Haoran took me to visit their community very excitedly. We went to Jinyuan Supermarket first.
Although this supermarket is not as big as other supermarkets, it has everything you need. We both bought two ice creams and ate them with relish while sitting on a stone bench under the shade of a tree. After resting for a while, we went straight to the library. There are so many books here, including science and technology books, composition books, animation books and little people's books. I bought a copy of "Imagination New Composition" and happily flipped through it. Later, the two of us went to the swimming pool in the community to swim. Wang Haoran and I had a 50-meter swimming competition. We both used our own special skills, but Wang Haoran still took the lead and reached the finish line earliest. Then, we had a water fight in the swimming pool, and many children came over to play with us. We had such a great time. After dinner, it was already 8pm. Wang Haoran and I reluctantly said goodbye and went home with my mother. We agreed that next year’s birthday would be at my house and we would have more fun.
Race against time
Normally, in my study and life, I don’t pay much attention to the passage of time, thinking that there is always time and I can’t use it up. Today, I studied the article "Racing against Time", which made me truly understand: "All things in time will never come back again; if you keep racing against time, you can succeed." From this Thinking about myself, I feel very ashamed. Usually, I put off the homework assigned by the teacher at school as long as I can, thinking that I have plenty of time when I get home, so I can write it again when I get home. When I get home, I encounter a good TV series and want to watch it; sometimes I also want to play games on the computer. In this way, after finishing the homework, I will practice two big characters, and sometimes I have to complete the exercises and homework assigned by the teachers in the English class, composition class, and Math Olympiad class. I always go to bed very late every night. After studying this article, I feel that the key reason why I am so embarrassed is that I did not seize the time. If you can seize the time, play less at school, and try to complete the homework assigned by the teacher that can be completed at school, then you can free up more time to do other things when you get home. If I can seize the time and complete the learning tasks assigned by the teacher first, I can squeeze out more time to learn brush calligraphy and hard-pen calligraphy well, learn Mathematical Olympiad, composition and English well, and read more extracurricular books. In this way, I can learn more knowledge than others in the same time. In this way, I am ahead of time. I firmly believe that a person who is ahead of time must be a winner!
Visiting Qin Shi Huang’s Terracotta Warriors and Horses
I was so excited when I thought about visiting Qin Shi Huang’s Terracotta Warriors and Horses, which is world-famous. I got up early in the morning and after breakfast, I urged my mother to leave quickly. .
It is said that the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang is located about 5 kilometers east of Lintong District, Xi'an City. The tour bus took us about 2 hours away and arrived in front of a large garden with green trees inside. It was shaded and full of flowers and grass. After walking for about 2 kilometers along the winding path, I came to three giant houses. The mysterious and spectacular terracotta warriors and horses were inside. My heart was beating uncontrollably.
In order for me to better visit the Terracotta Warriors and Horses pits, my mother hired a tour guide sister for me. Following her, I learned that the Terracotta Warriors and Horses are composed of three pits, and there is one in every big house. pit. Pit No. 1 is the largest and contains the most terracotta warriors and horses. It is also the most spectacular and attracts the most tourists. This pit is dominated by chariots and infantry, with vehicles and infantry forming a rectangular joint formation. There are a huge main military formation of chariots and infantry in the nine passages. There are four rows of warriors in each passage, some wearing battle robes, and some Wearing armor, there is a chariot in the middle. Behind each chariot is a charioteer and two charioteers. All the terracotta warriors and horses are as tall as real people, and the expressions of each terracotta warriors and horses are various and lifelike. No wonder many foreigners are amazed when they see it, our national treasure is so amazing!
After the visit, I reluctantly said goodbye to those vivid and great terracotta warriors and horses, and also sighed at the splendid and long history and culture of our Chinese nation.
When I was recalling my childhood, I felt blood rushing to my brain, making my brain dilated.
When I was young, I was very courageous. At that time, I dared to stand on the guardrail of the bridge and look down at the cars passing by. This is no longer possible.
When I was young, I dared to eat anything.
At that time, my master once told me: "Traditional Chinese medicine says that ants are a tonic." So, one time when I was playing in the yard, I naively grabbed an ant from the ground and chewed it "crunchingly" Then eat it. I'm scared when I think about it now. If it didn't die, my internal organs would definitely be in trouble.
There is also the "roasted dragonfly", which tastes pretty good now that I think about it. Find an afternoon to catch more "brain shells", then pull out their heads and abdomens, pierce their chests with small sticks and bake them with a lighter that you picked up. Sprinkle the "Little Raccoon Crispy Noodles BBQ" seasoning before eating.
Oh, I don’t dare to eat it now.
When I was young, I was very agile. I could fly over the roofs of various warehouses all day long. This is no longer possible.
When I was young, I felt that the world was like a painting. The azure sky, the white clouds like torn cotton, the brick walls painted with ocher, the snow-green lilacs...it's so beautiful.
When I think of this, I feel my head ache, as if I am going to die...
Weekly Diary
Today is Saturday, I The cute and naughty little cousin Liu Xiang is here. At that time, I was concentrating on my computer drawing. As soon as I saw him coming, my concentration dropped by more than half. I thought: "The naughty boy is here again, and I, as a sister, will be unlucky." But. On the surface, you have to pretend to welcome him very much. well! There is really no way, who made us sisters!
I made a gesture of "expressing welcome", grabbed a handful of candy and put it in his hand, and then began to practice computer drawing with concentration. But Xiangxiang has no "honest" moments. Sometimes he wants me to play house with him, and sometimes he wants me to play hide-and-seek with him. I thought to myself: I’m so old, and it’s really boring to play these kid’s tricks with you. But no matter how I think about it, I still have to play with him!
Playing, playing, Liu Xiang took advantage of me not paying attention, and suddenly used his fat little hands to beat my "baby" computer like a drum. I looked back and quickly shouted: "No!" But it was too late and the computer still crashed. At that time, I was so angry that I couldn't laugh or cry. I didn't know what to say to him. I couldn't scold him or hit him. After all, he was only three years old this year. In this way, I have been coaxing Xiangxiang to play for most of the day. After he left, I returned to the room, touched my computer and said with a sigh, "Computer, I have to perform surgery on you again!"
Oh, tell me, be qualified. Is it really difficult for my sister?
Poplar leaves in childhood
When I was a child, I lived in a small courtyard with my grandma. There was a big poplar tree with lush branches and leaves in the courtyard. He was my good friend in childhood.
When I was very young, I always played with my friends under the poplar tree. The summer sun shines on the thick green leaves of the poplar trees, setting up a glittering parasol above our heads. The leaves are as beautiful as a fairy tale. We played under the leaves and enjoyed the unrestrained leisure life. Looking back on what happened at that time, the golden poplar leaves of the tree will always appear in front of my eyes.
When I grew up, I would collect fallen poplar leaves every autumn, and my grandma would always carefully help me put them in unknown books. At that time, I didn’t know what a specimen was, and I didn’t quite understand why I collected fallen leaves, but I would take home countless poplar leaves with great interest every day, and my grandma would always put them in her book with a smile. Neighbors see me collecting fallen leaves and leave beautifully colored leaves for me every time I clean the yard. One time, a neighbor sister gave me a small boat made of yellow leaves. I was so excited that I carried the small boat wherever I went. When I went to bed at night, I even asked my grandma to put it next to my pet dog. Out of reach. That puppy is also a good friend of mine, but I guess he might have "fell out of favor" for several days because of the fallen leaf boat.
In winter, the poplar tree hides all its leaves. At this time, grandma would take out the fallen leaves that were tucked into the book in autumn.
My grandma taught me to use colored pens to draw pictures on leaves. After drawing, she put tape on both sides of the leaves, threaded the leaves together with threads, and hung them by the door or on the wall. Grandma also used poplar leaves to collage pictures with me. A few leaves, simply folded a few times, form a unique picture, which is very interesting. The walls were covered with such pictures, and my grandma called them my "leaf painting exhibition." Every winter day is filled with strings of poplar leaves, leaf paintings, and grandma’s loving smile.
Spring is coming, and new green leaves jump on the branches. Looking at the delicate new leaves, I began to look forward to them growing up quickly and turning into the shining golden poplar leaves of the tree in summer.
As I grow up year after year, poplar leaves are my inseparable partners. It wasn't until that fall that we had to separate. In order to expand the road, the courtyard will be demolished. I picked up the poplar leaves on the ground for the last time, and grandma put them in the book, just like before. That day, I said goodbye to the poplar leaves that accompanied me through my childhood.
Later, I returned to that street. The courtyard is gone. What I couldn't believe was that the big poplar tree was gone too, leaving only the thick stump. A few months later I returned to that street, this time even the tree stumps were gone and the road was wider.
I still treasure those last few poplar leaves. When I see a poplar tree, I think of the poplar leaves that accompanied me through my childhood.
Oh, what a bad luck! My parents went out tonight, and I was the only one left at home. Although I am no longer young, I am naturally timid. Every night, one of my parents must accompany me, otherwise I will be like a "little tail", following them wherever they go. There was really nothing we could do today. They both agreed that they couldn't take me with them, and they both agreed that I should exercise. I got angry and declared that from today onwards I would be independent and would never rely on them again. Seeing how proud I was, my parents smiled at each other, gave some instructions, closed the door and left.
God is really unkind, but the wind blew today, and the doors and windows kept ringing. I became more and more frightened, thinking of those ghosts and scary villains in the movie, and felt my heart beating violently, as if he was also shouting: "Relax, I'm about to pop out!" My brain was also protesting: " Don't think so much, I'm going to have a traffic accident here!" I no longer had the intention to do my homework, so I walked to the living room, turned on the TV, turned the sound very loud, and sat on the sofa to watch TV. Although my eyes were fixed on the TV, my ears were vigilantly listening to the movements outside. I simply covered my ears and said silently in my heart: "I'm not afraid, I'm just not afraid!" I watched the time pass by second by second, looking forward to this day. Mom and dad come back soon.
Finally, I heard the footsteps in the corridor, followed by the sound of the key opening the door. I cheered in my heart and ran out to sincerely greet my parents who had not seen each other for more than an hour. When they saw me, they were all smiles. Dad said: "How do you feel? Are you not afraid?" I raised my face proudly: "Why are you back so soon? My self-entertainment program is not over yet!" Maybe they didn't expect that I am such a hero. , thanking God!
I love reading. Books are my best friends and good teachers. They are not for a house of gold, a beauty like jade, or a thousand bells and millet, but just to satisfy my desire to read.
Books can connect the past and present, spanning thousands of miles. The myriad phenomena expressed in the book will fascinate us and benefit us a lot. Su Shi's "I'm chatting like a teenager, holding the yellow on the left, holding the blue sky on the right. With the brocade hat and mink fur, thousands of horses rolling around the plain" is so romantic and courageous! How arrogant and stubborn is Li Bai's "An Neng is able to defeat the powerful and make me unhappy"! A good book can make me "happy and forget my worries", and it can really reach the point of being intoxicated. The more I read, the more I realize that when the ancients talked about reading, they always said, "You can't sleep well if you don't want to eat."
Some books are like sweet peaches, which are delicious. Take a bite and you can taste its sweetness; some books are like green olives, which are not refreshing at first, and even It is still a bit bitter, but if you chew it carefully, you will feel a refreshing fragrance and aftertaste; some books are like a wandering tramp or a traveler who travels north and south, with his stomach full of strange customs and customs and the ends of the world. Alluring scenery. It attracts me like a magnet, showing the vast world in all its forms before my eyes, making me feel as if the world has shrunk. It was them that enabled me to get to know Asia, Europe..., the Jews, the Gypsies..., the Statue of Liberty and the Eiffel Tower..., and our earth and sky.
I love Cao Zijian's "Luo Shen Fu" "The remaining emotions are pleasing to the beauty, but the heart is shaking but not pleasant." I agree with Jia Baoyu's "Even if there are three thousand weak water, I only take one ladle to drink." Respect it. Fan Zhongyan's "Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness." He sighed with Wen Tianxiang's "No one has died since ancient times, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history."...
I love reading poetry and prose. Like short stories, I read the same piece over and over again, savoring and chewing it, as if I was trying to squeeze the rich wine of life from the thin pages. Behind the works are writers. Tagore turned ordinary life into mysterious eternity; Tao Yuanming washed the fierce and rough life into the most peaceful poems; Lu Xun was the mirror of the Chinese people, and more importantly, his own mirror; Xi Murong got rid of Sweet and greasy, it created a clear and timeless space... So, I almost fell drunk in it, and then absorbed, absorbed, forgetting both things and myself.
"Books are the source of life", for me, it really comes to my heart. With a good book in hand, I don't care about the time or place. I read it in class, while eating, or even hide under the quilt to read it. No, setting up a "telescope" on the bridge of your nose is considered a reward for your hard work! I like to read martial arts and comics, but I also like to read some famous works, such as "The Complete Works of Lu Xun", "Home", "Dream of Red Mansions"... Therefore, I also like to go to bookstores and libraries, where I stay for most of the day. When I wandered among the rows of dusty bookshelves in the library, I felt like a girl in a fairy tale, opening the door to the glittering fairy palace with excitement and restlessness. Sometimes, I am not in a hurry to check and borrow. I just walk slowly up and down the narrow path left for me by the stacks of books, caressing each book with my eyes. When you come to a bookstore, you are faced with a dazzling number of books. The colorful covers alone are enough to make you enchanted. It is really a great feeling to dive into the pile of books and look for your favorite book one by one. enjoyment.
Books allow me to understand the true meaning of life. Whenever I am confused and hesitant, books are like a bright torch, guiding me in the direction of progress, solving problems for me, and increasing my courage and confidence. When I am sad and painful, it tells me that sadness is short-lived and does not represent the whole life. As long as you have the courage to explore, you will find a lot of fun! When I was misunderstood, the book taught me to be brave enough to follow your path and they will see the real you.
Books are my best friend, my mentor, and a paradise for my soul.