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Diary of sixth grade in mood

Different moods determine that what you do in a day will change with your mood. A good mood is a good start, and a bad mood may be waiting for you to change. Its appearance depends on you. If you think it is red, it is full of vitality. If you think it is gray, it is dim.

Sometimes people are like this, they need to cover up some unnecessary feelings, just like dark clouds cover the scorching sun, and their inner self needs to be transformed by themselves. A new day means a new mood will be born. If you are happy, it will be happy. If you are sad, it will be as sad as you. It thinks about you all the time, it won't go against your wishes, but it can be lonely sometimes, because you have eclipsed it.

Please keep a happy mood every day, because that is the wish of one of your partners.

Life is like a five-flavor bottle, with everything from sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.

① acid

Although more than two months have passed since the exam, I am still deeply impressed by the unsatisfactory English performance. In this exam, I got 90 in Chinese and math, but the average score dropped to more than 80 because of poor English. Now I am studying English hard every day, and I am determined to make up my English.

② Sweet

In order to enrich our after-school life, the school holds activities every winter. Last year was a tug-of-war, and our class won the first place. This year is skipping rope, and it is not an ordinary rope, but a big rope. Jumping rope means two people swinging together and everyone jumping together. The moment of skipping rope is the most exciting time for us. We practiced hard and made up our minds to win the first place in the final stage of primary school.

3 bitter.

The photo contest has come to our campus again. Nowadays, many people go to school with cameras, and there is a picture in the east and a picture in the west on the road. It is good to take part in this meaningful activity, but they are afraid that the bad guys will steal the camera and cause trouble to the public security bureau.

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In a word, I am in a good mood now, because I have been selected for the big rope jump. I will actively practice and win glory for my class with other students!

I like to record my feelings in words, and I am used to listening to sad music to express a certain voice in my heart, which is the case for many nights. Gradually, I began to hate happiness, which always comes and goes in a hurry; I began to hate this world because there is no angel of my own; However, I like silence, it can make me rationally distinguish between true and false, and it is also the most sad time for people, so I can't help sobbing and choking. Slowly, slowly fall in love with the silence of the night, only she is willing to accompany me, only the afterlife, only she is not deprived!

People will always feel happy when they are close to happiness, but they will be lost when they are happy ... So, I am confused, and there is a painful bag hidden in the colorful clouds. Is there such a lighthouse burning for me and illuminating the injured city in my heart? Looking at the ink in the sky, there is always a hidden depression in the smile! But I'm just a clown who groans without illness. However, winter is a short and painful season, but I am still a painful person. At night, I always indulge the moonlight in the desolate and broken rain in Xiao Feng. The night is still too dark and quiet, but the face will always grow old. Once a woman loses her cool, she has no wisdom.

I lost myself, but I don't want to go on like this, so give me some clouds or something and I will give up my pride!

I am a big apple, and everyone loves me. My master held my hand and looked at my master with a frown. My master asked me why I was worried. I said that SARS had hurt me, my skin was exposed, and bacteria liked to patronize me. My family are avoiding me, so they often give me the cold shoulder. Apple, apple, don't worry, SARS is slipping away quietly, as long as we hold hands, pay attention to hygiene, wash our hands frequently and form a habit. Thank you, my good friend, and welcome you to come near me. Class 1, Mashan Town Central Primary School, Shaoxing City (1) Zhang Jinyao Instructor: Zhang Instructor: Zhang.

Today is a new day. Time flies by in a hurry, like a wisp of smoke, blown away by the breeze. Like a mist, it was evaporated by Chu Yang.

The debauchery of Chinese homework and the laxity of afternoon classes are equal to a day trip on campus today. Time slipped away quietly. I stayed in the classroom in the morning, reading loudly, and I was panting in the last class in the afternoon. Every second of my heartbeat represents the endless cycle of time.

Day after day, year after year.

The light smoke yesterday is different from the mist today. Maybe tomorrow will be different. Time, please stop your steps of eroding the world. I think you will ring the bell of the new era in the future.

Grandpa Time, slow down the speed of ruling the world, I don't want to be controlled by you!

Diary of the sixth grade of mood 6 Yingying Moonlight, I hold the clearest one; I have the warmest ray of light; Burning red leaves, I picked up the hottest one; I'll pick the brightest one. In the long life, I want to choose the most beautiful and precious thing in the world-love.

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65438+1October 18 Mood weather: Yin turns to Yang.

This winter vacation is so boring. I finished my homework, played enough and went back to my hometown. As for extracurricular books, I'm really impatient, I don't want to read them, and I can't calm down. I feel uncomfortable reading any book. What I'm looking forward to now is just the charity sale I miss every day. I haven't tried to sell anything. Everyone who has sold it says it is difficult, but I think it is fresh. It was fun. It's great to scream and chat with your classmates. It was really exciting. I can't wait for that day to come soon.

65438+1October 22 Mood weather: sunny.

Looking forward to, waiting for, and finally successfully participated in the charity sale. Today is a good day for us to open a booth in the flower market. Although there are no firecrackers, a big red cloth on the table has made our faces red and our hearts hot. It was our first time to sell things, so we started working very early and learned to buy and sell. After putting all the goods neatly on the table, we began to recite the price. "Wow, it's so hard to recite!" I can't help sighing when I see the price list. There are many things with different prices, which is more difficult than reciting ancient poetry texts. Originally, I wanted to fill in the blanks, so I muddled through, but when I saw that other students were trying to recite them, I couldn't help reciting Shanliwa's thirsty faces: there are fish Chinese knots of 15 yuan every year, dog dolls of 12 yuan in the Year of the Dog and happy eggs of 10 yuan every day ... as the saying goes. Soon, I finished reading the price list. Probably because we opened early, no one came to visit our shop. It's really depressing Suddenly, a tall figure came to us. Looking closer, it turned out to be our dear headmaster Yao. Hehe, President Yao is really a big help. He bought five Fuwa at once. After a while, President Zhao also came and bought a lot of things. Finally, it's not all business! Time flies, more and more people are unconsciously, and we are also very busy. Today is not wasted.

65438+1October 24 Mood weather: cloudy to sunny.

On the opening day, it was a collective cooperation. Today, it is different. There are only five people in our group. Early in the morning, we ran to the warehouse to deliver the goods. The goods are really heavy, and even pulling a cart makes people feel tired and panting. It's hard to get the goods to the stall, but also to put them neatly on the table, and some dolls have to hang hooks, which is really tired. What I want to do today is to sell, learn to be a salesman in the street, tie a ribbon and shout at the stall: "Uncle and aunt, come and see, there are Fuwa series mobile phone pendants ..." I think it's quite fun, but I should be dignified, generous and speak softly. After a while, I couldn't stand it. My voice is hoarse and my legs are weak. It's still Pei-Chun Chen. Look, during my break, she is trying to sell to others. She is doing a great job. What good books can change a person's life? What a salesman! Huh? Whose hand is that? How clever! Can you order some money so soon? It turned out to be Zheng. No wonder she is so good at math and quick-witted. Of course, accounting is not a problem. The most patient person is Li. Just when I was happy, she was absorbed in accounting. Wow! I can't help sending out a series of exclamation marks. Really neat, even more neat than her homework. What items are sold, the quantity, the fake money sold, and how much cheaper, without missing a word. At that time, Zhang Zhenlin, besides him, who else had such great strength? He tirelessly moved books and introduced them to customers. He is the general of our group! Seeing my partners working so hard, can I give up waiting for beer and skittles? Just do it, and I will learn to sell it in Pei-Chun Chen. Today, I finally successfully completed the charity sale task. Although I'm a little tired, isn't it enough for me to return home with a full load?

65438+1October 28th Mood Weather: Cloudless in Wan Li.

Today is the last day. With a little reluctance, I came to the familiar booth again. Since today is the last time, I must do it well. We have to go to the warehouse to move things first. I can't help flinching at the thought of the last move, but it's the last day after all. How should I back down? Only on the last day, it rained on me, and the rain seeped into the soil, making the originally flat path muddy. We dragged the cart forward with difficulty, and God finally paid off, and we finally reached our destination. Today is a clearance sale. Everything is 1 yuan. Although it is raining, there are still many customers, and we all warmly welcome them. Probably because it was the last time, everyone was more careful than before. "Elder sister, have a look. This pin fits you very well. It is particularly shiny to wear. Only 1 yuan each. Buy one. " "Uncle, look, buy a Chinese knot with fish every year. It's lucky to live at home. " "Little sister, look at the Fuwa. Hanging on your chest will flash. Come, my sister will help you hang up. " ..... our laughter floated in the rain.

For the last time, I think I will come again next year, because there are my footprints here. Bye, booth.

65438+1October 29 Mood weather: no wind, no waves.

Although I didn't make much money this time, I earned it myself, which means different things. I hope this money can help those poor Shanliwa to learn knowledge in a better environment. Through this charity sale, I understand too much; I know too much; I know too much. I want to raise the sail of life, let the waves accompany me, take the rope as the string and the strong wind as the horn, and play a music that transcends time and space. In the rocks and wild waves, I embrace love with open arms …

After the exam, I learned that I would go to Beijing to go to school next semester, and tears of disappointment flowed down.

In the past five years, we have shared happiness, experienced growth, experienced ups and downs, and left a mark in our hearts-I am 5. A member of Class Four.

I can't bear to part with the real, lively and lovely classmates in our class and the amiable and respectable class teacher, Mr. Pang. On the morning of July 3, when I returned to school, I came to school early and sent my classmates' records to everyone. When they learned the news, they all solemnly picked up their pens and wrote, especially the girls. After the girl finished writing, she said to me, "Xiao Ying, after you left, 5. Class 4 welcomes you at any time. Remember to look at us. "

If, God gives me two choices: 1, go to Beijing, a new environment. I will choose to stay without hesitation. 2 ... In the past five years, I got along well with my classmates. When taking photos, they scrambled to take photos with me for fear of missing her. I felt a little reluctant at that time.

God, if you really give me two choices, no matter what difficulties, I will not hesitate to choose 2.

Today, after school, I waited for my sister to pick me up at the school gate. This is what my mother told me on her way to school in the morning.

However, I waited and waited, but my sister didn't come. I watched the children in my class being picked up by their parents one by one. 10, 9, 8 ... Finally, I didn't see my sister's shadow. Going back to class with Mr. Guo is very disappointed and contradictory. Have they forgotten me?

Miss Guo asked me for my mother's mobile phone number and began to call her. When the other end of the phone was connected, I heard my mother's shortness of breath coming from the receiver. I know it must be my mother on her way to school. She left in such a hurry.

At this time, in addition to being practical, it is more of a surprise and happiness. In my heart, I wish my mother would take me to school and pick me up from school every day. On the way, we can chat, talk and speak from the heart. Mom, I love you so much, I love you so much! Try to pick me up every day.

In 1996, the diary of the sixth grade passed quickly, and I will graduate soon. In these six years, an innocent and boring me, like a silkworm, has become a moth and a cheerful and humorous me. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, I feel very sorry. We just met, and suddenly we became classmates, friends and girlfriends. If I may, I'd like to say to the time, "Can you walk slowly?"

In these six years, I have learned the importance of friendship, and then I know that leaving each other is just like leaving brotherhood. Maybe separation is for a better reunion! I want to tell you what you were like when I first met you: On the first day of school, I took my mother's hand and came to Nan 'ou Campus of ouhai district Experimental Primary School, the land where seedlings were cultivated. Coming to 1 (2) class is very lively! I was fascinated by a group of laughter. I see you, like dozens of different dolls, each with its own characteristics: cheerful, cold and particularly funny classmates. I tried to loosen my mother's hand, play with them and blend in with this beautiful world. Here, I feel not only the love of my parents, but also the care of my teachers and the friendship of my classmates. During this wonderful time, I have benefited a lot.

Sharpen a sword in six years and take the exam in June. I believe that sunshine will always appear after a storm. I firmly believe that no pains, no gains. After six years of primary school, I understand many profound and affectionate mysteries, and let me know that unity is strength!

I hope we can meet again in the future. At that time, when we meet, I will definitely say to you, "Thank you for your company all the way!" " "

Mood diary for grade six 10 has been crazy for a summer vacation, and school has started for a week in a blink of an eye. When I walked into school with my schoolbag, school uniform and red scarf on my back, the school told me, "From this moment on, you must re-engage in your study." Seeing the door number of the classroom, the words "* class" told me: "You are already a sixth-grade student."

Yes, I must devote myself to my study again. I'm already a sixth-grade student. I must study hard. Sixth grade, this is the last year of my primary school. At this time next year, which middle school I will study in depends on this year. "There is no limit to learning the sea, and there is no limit to learning the sea." This is my favorite sentence. Diligence is a good way to learn. Only by working hard can we swim in the boundless sea of learning. I must, as Lenin said, "study, study and study again." I want to work hard, I want to struggle, and I want to move towards my goal.

In the last year of primary school, I want to be a complete self. I should not only study hard, but also be an all-round student.

Entering the sixth grade, I feel sweet and bitter, and bitter and sweet. We are about to enter this bittersweet sixth grade. Come on!