Junior high school weekly diary

How time flies! A week has passed. I think everyone has a deep feeling. It's time to write it down in the weekly diary. So what is a good weekly diary like? The following are seven junior high school weekly diaries carefully arranged by me for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Junior high school weekly article 1 Chen shou said: "If there is no book a day, everything will be barren." Books are not only nutrient solution for me, but also a part of my life. Because of long-term reading, I have established a deep friendship with books.

One night in winter, because I was busy during the day and didn't have time to read, I decided to read it at night. The moonlight outside the window is bright, and my parents have gradually fallen asleep in the room. I climbed out of bed slowly, tiptoed gently, groped a little, and finally got the flashlight and book, secretly pleased. Although my hands and feet are a little cold at this time. But my heart is very warm!

I can't wait to put the flashlight away and swallow a mouthful of saliva. Gently open the page and begin to savor it. With the passage of time, the whole world seems to be quiet, leaving only a slight breathing and the sound of me turning pages. I saw page 67 unconsciously. I yawned and stretched, then turned off the flashlight. I rubbed my eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. I put the book back after I recovered. While still immersed in the story of the book, I have fallen into the ocean of dreams a little bit, and a satisfied smile appeared on my face. Although I had a pair of "panda eyes" the next morning, I still felt very satisfied.

A weekly diary is a notebook that records events in a week, similar to a diary. Reading is a great pleasure in my life, and I experience happiness in books.

Junior high school weekly diary 2 20xx year x month x day week x sunny

Although the weather is still a little chilly, the grass has crawled out of the ground, and the small green leaves have sneaked out of the mother tree's arms ... The earth is full of vitality. In this mysterious and beautiful season, a pair of beautiful class reds came to my window with a sweet cry of "giggle-giggle-giggle". Smooth feathers, yellow eyes, gray mouth and pink feet, what a lovely pair of birds!

They flew around my window for days as if looking for something. When the couple brought back the first dead branch, I knew they were going to settle here. They chose the window of my house, put up branches one by one, and began to build their home. A few days later, the bird's nest was finally built. Mother bird began to lie in the nest day and night, relying on father bird to find food to feed every day. When father bird is free, he will stand beside the bird's nest and watch around warily, always ready to protect mother bird. I think: Maybe the mother bird is laying eggs and preparing to hatch her baby. Sure enough, after a while, there were many eggs in the nest, and the mother bird lay motionless on it. For several days in a row, I heard a bird cry "P is clear", so I leaned over the window and secretly observed it. It turned out that a bird got out of the eggshell. Baby bird is very cute, with yellow fluff and golden shell. Then, several birds emerged from their shells. Mother bird fluttered her wings happily, as if to say, "Come on, my children, a beautiful world is waiting for you."

The bird is born, and the mother and father are very busy. At first, the mother bird wanted to help the birds keep warm and dared not leave the nest easily. Only the father bird keeps flying around, responsible for finding food for the mother bird and the birds. Although it is hard work, Father Bird is still very happy. He left with sweet cries and came back with rich food ... The bird grew up slowly, and sometimes the mother bird left the nest to help the father bird hunt. Young birds will stick out their furry heads and long necks from the nest, expecting their parents to come back soon. Ah, what a lovely bird!

Baby birds are getting bigger and bigger, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, and everything is becoming more beautiful!

A deep lane with drizzle winds to the next corner. I walked alone on the mossy bluestone board and crossed its old earth wall mottled by years. I stroked those uneven scars with warm hands, trying to find something to comfort them, but I haven't spoken yet. Looking at the gray sky divided by decadent walls, I gently hold up a blue rain umbrella to hold up a blue sky for my heart.

The cold drops scattered in the sky, like tears in the alley, wet my eyes.

The wind swept my skirt, like a mother patting a sleeping child, and my heart was cold and happy. There are some unknown grasses in the corner, which are green after being washed by rain. They are the most energetic life in this alley. They swayed happily against the wind and rain, scratching Gu Xiang's mouth with the tip of their noses, and the wrinkles on their faces were like turbulent dark clouds in the sky. Suddenly, a piece of mud fell from the wall of the alley and hit the slate, as if a solemn old man were reprimanding a cynical teenager. The grass seemed to freeze for a while, but soon it danced happily. After all, the alley is too old to catch up with those young hearts.

And I, a passer-by, was splashed with mud.

The smoke from the kitchens of people living in hutongs is entangled with the rain in the air and then dissipates. The wooden door soaked in rain smells rotten and damp, mixed with the fragrant rice that slipped out of the door, choking into the respiratory tract and blocking my chest, and plumes of smoke blurred my eyes.

A bird passed me and stopped on the roof of a house covered with dust and cobwebs. Its feathers cling tightly to its body, and its feet cling tightly to the beams of the roof. We seem to see the paw prints left by its nails branded on rotten wood. It looked at me coldly, and its eyes were as dark as the sky. I mentioned a smile that I thought was friendly, but they flew away at that time and didn't even have time to tidy up the messy feathers. I still continue to hold the corners of my mouth and watch those black spots leave.

The rain stopped slowly, and the evening sky lit up, as if watching a sad movie, leaving only the dripping eaves in the audience. Suddenly, I feel cheated, and now, the whole world is wet, leaving me no warm corner.

It's another long night. I open my bright eyes and cut off tomorrow's smile.

I once met a rainy alley.

The fourth article of junior high school weekly was raining heavily when I was in a local class this afternoon.

At first, there was thunder, lightning and wind, and then it rained heavily. Everyone recorded their homework, and the teacher let everyone watch it rain outside. Some students are very happy because they want to play with water. Because there was too much water in the corridor, naughty students rolled their pants high and then jumped around in the puddle, splashing water everywhere. Found a southeast wind for a while, a northwest wind for a while. Some people's umbrellas on Qiyuan Road in the playground were also blown away by the wind, which seemed to blow the rain aside.

Look, what a good rain!

I dreamed that I had a pair of bird wings and flew freely in the sky; I once dreamed that I had a lot of money and bought many toys I liked-but my dream now is to be an outstanding scientist when I grow up, because our motherland is underdeveloped in science and technology and is often bullied by foreign countries. So I want to be a scientist, to make the country prosperous and not backward.

When I become a scientist, I will invent many things. For example, the invention of the time shuttle allows people to explore ancient mysteries; Invent robots to build our homes; Invent a resurrection machine to restore the life of the dead; The invention of solar car can not only fly, but also run on the ground, which not only brings convenience to people's travel, but also protects the environment. I also want to invent a peace robot, so that the world will never have war and the world will be full of love and peace. If someone wants to use what I invented, I will certainly lend it to him without hesitation, be a friendly scientist and bring convenience to people.

Although my wish has not come true now, I will study hard and read more books while others are playing to enrich my knowledge. I also want to be bold and practical. I can't delay and I can't rely on others, so I work hard towards my wish-scientist! In short, I will study hard now, make progress every day, listen to the teacher carefully in class, review carefully after class, and work hard for my ideal. I believe I will succeed.

The farm is strange to me because we live in the city all the year round. I have never experienced farm life.

By chance, I came to the farm and lived there for a few days.

This summer vacation, my mother and I came to my grandmother's house to play. I am very excited, but this is my first time to go to the countryside. The sun in summer is always hot and sultry. Walking on a country road, I took drinks and food, put on a sun hat, and followed my mother on the "nine-bend" road, walking leisurely.

On both sides of the embankment, the trees are lush, the grass is lush, the flowers and plants are blooming, the shepherd boy is grazing on the grass, and two couples are taking pictures in the graceful willow forest. From a distance, it really looks like an oil painting embedded in a green carpet, just like a beautiful scenic line.

Suddenly we stopped unconsciously, and we were attracted by the scenery before us. Cuckoo fell from the sky and perched on a branch. "Cuckoo, Cuckoo, Cuckoo …" It seems to be singing happily. Between the fields and the grass, countless small white butterflies are flying in the sky. Some of them got into the straw, and some flew to the flowers in the grass. Under the scorching sun, flowers are swaying in the breeze, and it feels like "recent love"!

Walking through the grass, you can see endless green oil fields. I saw farmers' uncles working in the green, watching some of them harvesting golden straws, watching some of them transplanting rice seedlings in paddy fields, some using agricultural machinery to cultivate land, and some planting cotton seedlings. The fields are full of busy farmers.

After walking through the green oil field, we came to grandma's house. The sunset in the evening is reflected in the lotus pond in front of the door, and the water is sparkling. A group of children are playing in the lotus pond covered with lotus leaves, like graceful girls.

When I came to my grandmother's house, I saw that the fruit trees were flourishing and the peaches, persimmons and plums were covered with branches, which made me greedy. Grandma always smiles and says to me, "When I am mature, let me eat."

The seventh article of junior high school weekly opened the neat English book, math book and composition book, and immediately a smile appeared on my mother's face. She kept saying, "Great!" " "I'm not happy when you listen.

I have always been a girl who loves learning. As soon as I got home, I quickly did the homework assigned by the teacher. At school, I often get praise from teachers.

Mom, do you remember that time? I just want to go out and play for a while, so I want you to follow me. I immediately pushed five application problems and twenty calculation problems aside and said sternly, "What do you want to play? Hurry up and do extracurricular questions. " After listening to my mother's words, I went into the house unhappy and did my homework alone.

"You must study, you must study" makes me breathless. Mom, you don't know me. You don't understand, son. You don't seem to grow up bit by bit. I am a nine-year-old child! Like other children, I have my own friends and my own small world. I love learning and have my own hobbies. ...

Mom, let me go! Let me play!