Weekly diary of the second grade of primary school.

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Beautiful playground

In the first grade of primary school, I walked into the school gate and saw a vast playground. The playground is wide, big and beautiful.

After class, the students rushed to the playground like arrows. Some students jump rope, some students run, some students jump rope, some students play football ... Ding, class begins, and the playground is quiet again. Birds stopped in droves to feed, and the trees beside the playground stood upright. The leaves on the branches are green and shiny. This is our beautiful playground.

The second beautiful vegetable garden

At grandma's house, we came to a vegetable field. The vegetable fields are beautiful. Butterflies are flying among flowers and birds are flying in the sky. There are mountains in the distance, fields nearby, and green rice seedlings in the fields. The vegetable garden is next to the field. There are gourds and loofahs in the garden ... Corn has a red beard and looks like an old man. Hulu dances in the green leaves; Eggplant is like a small lantern, glowing with purple light; Pumpkins are like little yellow houses. What a beautiful vegetable garden! We harvested a lot of vegetables and went home happily.

The germination of three beans

The day before yesterday, my mother helped me pick dozens of full mung beans. I put them on the plate, then pour some water on the plate and put the plate in a sunny place. Yesterday, I found that all the water was drunk by beans. Beans are full and much bigger than before. Without help, the mung bean cracked a crack, revealing a white belly. Now, the beans have taken off their green coats and grown small white buds. Through the observation these days, I finally understand how bean sprouts grow.

Article 4 I like dancing.

My name is Deng. I am eight and a half years old. When I was a child, I liked dancing. I have been learning dance since I was three years old. And I learned a lot of dances in kindergarten, such as Xinjiang Dance.

Until now, I am still learning dance, learning more and learning a lot of dance. My skills are getting better and better. Naturally, I dance. Dancing is not bad. Sometimes, when you hear a good song, you dance beautifully. How beautiful!

I started practicing at night and didn't go to bed until 10. Moreover, when I am free on the way after school, I often dance every beautiful dance while walking.

This is me who loves dancing.

The fifth article Underwater world

One day, Xiaolan and Xiaohong went to the bottom of the sea to play. They sat in the submarine like hats. Then they go to the seaside to play.

They first saw a big purple fish, very, very big. I saw another fish like a peach with a colorful tail. I saw a lot of seaweed again.

They are happy to play at the bottom of the sea.