Winter vacation diary 600 words

I'll give you a few noisy articles first, but 600 words is definitely not enough! !

Today, English class is over, which is just the peak period. The street was crowded with people, and I finally got on a bus, but there was no place to stand.

After several stops, there were fewer people on the bus. As soon as an uncle stood up, I jumped into the seat, but I didn't know my ass was next to the seat, so I got up with a pregnant aunt. Instinctively, I stood up. Just when I shouted the word "A" in the middle, I was pulled up by an avant-garde sister, who was still chanting: "I worked overtime all night, and I was exhausted."

Later, several good people gave their seats to my aunt, and my heart was put down.

I wonder if that girl will be popular when she sees this scene.

Yesterday, my sister came (if it is a boy, you can also write brother), and I insisted that my sister sleep with me.

When I got up today, it suddenly occurred to me that my sister and I were competing for clothes.

At first, my sister thought I was joking, but when she saw the expression on my face, it didn't look like a joke, so she had to agree to my childish request.

Mom is the referee: "ready, go!" " My sister and I quickly picked up our clothes. I didn't care too much. I dress casually. When I put my head out, my sister was ready to put on pants. When I put on pants, my sister had put on socks. Seeing that my sister was going to win, I used my quick wits, jumped out of bed and kicked my sister's shoes into the corner.

By the time my sister found the shoes, I was already dressed up!

Today, when I was adding water to my beloved crab, I poured a pot of water into the crab basin at will, but I saw it suddenly became turbid because I put a lot of mud at the bottom of the crab basin. When I put the basin away and came to the crab basin, I was surprised to find a strange thing.

I see that there is obvious water flow in the mud, which is clearer in the mud. I thought: Where did this water come from? Is it a crab? But crabs should inhale and exhale, not just inhale and exhale. In order to find out this matter, I took a clip to test it. That's really a crab. I became more and more contradictory and decided to take action, so I caught the crab's "big pliers" with two clothespins and began to study it.

I carefully observed the crab's mouth and saw that the crab had been spitting bubbles, so I looked along the bubbles and found that there were small holes the size of mung beans on both sides of the crab's mouth, from which bubbles came out! Is it true that crabs only exhale and don't inhale? I am even more surprised: the basic law of living things is breathing, not inhaling. How can it get oxygen? I carefully observed the crab's mouth again and suddenly found two slightly lower holes. I think this should be the air inlet of the crab. To prove it, I took a small towel and put it on two small holes in the crab. I really sucked it. I finally figured it out! That's the crab's air intake!

From this, I come to a conclusion that there are many things in nature that can't be thought with conventional thinking, and crabs are the best example.

Today, jiaozi is in our home. I jump and jump happily.

I started to pack jiaozi. I was a little unconvinced when I watched people clean up. I went over to my mother and said, "Mom, can I pack?" Mom said, "Can you do it?"

I said, "Why not?" In this way, my family and I wrapped up jiaozi.

Pick up the dumpling skin, put the stuffing in, and knead it with your hands. Ah, the skin is broken. Mom said, "Aren't you all right?"

I am embarrassed to say, "I am a war hero-a wounded soldier."

After listening to this sentence, everyone began to laugh, and I followed suit.

Alas, it's not easy to package jiaozi. It seems that trivial housework is also learned and should not be underestimated.

My sister is only five years old and very naughty. She always plays the big girl temper, and sometimes even her parents can't help it.

Today, I went to grandma's house. As soon as I got home, I saw my sister playing on the sofa in the living room, and I didn't care much. But wait till I get closer, okay? Why is my sister playing with my little book? I was furious and prepared to take it back. But on second thought, my sister is too young to understand. I should treat her as my sister. So, I stopped paying attention to her.

At this time, grandma came over and said that she would go to the market to buy food, and asked me to take my sister to play at home. I patted my chest and said, "Don't worry, grandma!" " "After grandma left, I asked my sister what she wanted to play. My sister said she wanted to play with dolls. My sister and I went to hug some dolls. I dress the doll first. Seeing that my sister was still dawdling, I went to help her. But my sister wouldn't let me, so I grabbed the doll for fear of wasting precious time. However, my sister began to cry, so I had no choice but to return the doll to her. But, who knows, she hit me after the doll.

I took my sister home today. I thought for a moment, and I realized that I treated my parents the same way. So I decided not to treat my parents like my sister in the future. I will do more housework for my parents!

Today, my mother is going to cook fried meat with onions. I went into the kitchen and saw my mother crying while cutting vegetables. I felt strange and asked my mother, "Mom, what makes you so sad?" "Silly boy, that's how you cut onions." I made up my mind to see clearly and refused to leave.

My mother understood what I meant and asked me to stand next to her and cut onions. I smell a pungent smell, my eyes are sour and I want to cry. Mom said that the smell of a volatile substance in onions will stimulate the nerves in the nasal cavity, which is also very irritating to the eyes. At this time, the lacrimal gland will secrete tears to protect the eyes.

Oh! Mom's "crying" turned out to be caused by onions.

I can do a lot of housework, such as washing dishes, vacuuming, baking bread, making egg cakes and apple cakes. But mom said none of this counted. It needs new technology.

What should I do? At this time, I smelled the smell of eight-treasure porridge floating in the kitchen. Since porridge is so delicious, I should learn to cook porridge. Dad just taught me how to cook a few days ago. I can try. Mother also agrees to eat porridge tomorrow morning.

I went to the kitchen to find rice. There was only a little white rice, so I added oats, glutinous rice and coix seed, and took a little of everything, as well as lotus seeds, red dates and tremella just bought by my mother. I'll wash the rice in a big bowl first. I still water the flowers here (I'm an environmentalist). Then I pour water and rice into the rice cooker together with the soaked lotus seeds, red dates and tremella. The rice refused to be put in at once, so I put them in by hand until there was no rice in the bowl. Not bad, but I think there is a little less water, because rice is the same. I didn't use the meter that my dad said. How much water can I add to porridge? I wasn't sure, so I invited my mother to see it. Mom said that adding water to the first indicator line should be enough. I added another bowl, just right. Next is the last date. I press the switch and choose to cook porridge. Eight hours later, I heard grandma say that the longer the porridge is cooked, the better. Haha, now mom and dad can eat delicious eight-treasure porridge in the morning!

The next day, my mother got up at 7 o'clock to eat and said it was delicious. Oh yeah! I learned to cook porridge!

Today, when I came home from school, I found a new member in my family. He politely welcomed me home on the windowsill.

I put down my schoolbag and ran over. It turned out to be a beautiful little tree. It consists of small tree trunks, and each branch is littered with green leaves. My mother told me that it has a lovely name: Fortune Tree. I quickly watered it, and the rich tree swayed in the breeze, as if to say, "thank you, sister!" " "

The weather is getting colder and colder. My mother and I decided to move this rich tree to the study, but our kindness almost killed my new friend. It turns out that my father always smokes when surfing the Internet every day, and the study becomes smoky. The petite and lovely rich tree does not have a good living environment and is depressed by smoke. The leaves that were originally light green have begun to turn yellow. I feel sad. I complain about my father. After listening, my father carefully reviewed his mistakes and promised not to smoke in the study. A few days later, the big tree grew many new small leaves. Whenever I water it, they all laugh and suck heartily.

I like my new friend because it brings me happiness!

I don't know what bad luck I've had recently. Always bad luck. Just like I had a scar on my hand when I ate an apple the day before yesterday. Playing hide-and-seek yesterday, I bumped into the door frame. Now I'm carrying a bag, but today I'm lying in that simple bathroom. Alas, what luck should I call it? This makes me very unlucky.

Today, I washed my hands in the bathroom and fell to the ground with a bang as soon as I turned around. I didn't know what was going on at that time. To my surprise, my clothes are already wet. Although this is what the ancients said, it is too realistic. An unremarkable bathroom actually hurt my hands and arms, which really added insult to injury! Why am I so unlucky?

I was the first person to fall in the bathroom. When will my bad luck end? Somebody help me. For god's sake! It's time for you to stop my doom! ! !

Today, I went to the Children's Palace for classes. After class, there are many stalls in the open space opposite the gate, and the stall owners are selling things.

My mother and I were hanging out in front of a booth. We stopped before we came to a small booth. I thought: Why did Mom stop? Strange!

It turns out that this booth sells cute bunnies. Bunny was painted by the stall owner himself. It is very beautiful and attracts many people.

The production method is: first cut a blank bunny with scissors, and then paint it in various colors, and a colorful bunny is finished.

Mother bought me a little rabbit. The stall owner saw that we liked his works and politely gave one more.

When I got home, I decided to imitate the bunny I bought and make one myself. So I drew it carefully.

I first painted it in black and white like a panda, and then I painted it as a New Year picture with great expectation. My bunny is finished.

Today, I not only got a bunny, but also made a New Year's work by myself, which is particularly meaningful! !

I hope I can help you, and give more next time! ! ~~

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