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My hometown is in * * *, where there are rich fruits, including apples, grapes, walnuts and big red dates, among which my favorite is apples.

In the spring of March, the drizzle is like silk, and the tall and straight apple trees are full of beautiful flowers. Pink petals and yellow stamens are very beautiful. They bloom one after another, attracting countless beautiful flowers and many passers-by. Some passers-by stopped to admire, some picked flowers to dress themselves up, and some took pictures as a souvenir. Passers-by are breathing intoxicating apple blossoms. Laughter and laughter filled it.

In April, the apple tree full of spring rain stretched out its little green hand. A breeze blew, and my little hand shook as if to say hello to you.

The apple blossoms are gradually fading, and the mother apple tree "gives birth" to small green apples. Mother Apple clung to the immature "babies" for fear that they would fall.

Autumn is coming and all kinds of fruits are beginning to ripen. Apples are like red lanterns covered with branches, bending the thick branches. Uncle fruit grower picked the red lanterns, put them in baskets and boxes, and transported them to all parts of the country by truck. It is another bumper harvest year, and his face is filled with a sweet smile.

I love my hometown, and I love the apple orchard in my hometown even more!

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This afternoon, all our students from grade two to grade six went to weed.

Our task is to pull up the grass in the open space in front of the North Building. There are only a dozen small trees in this clearing, and the rest are all weeds. However, the students were very happy to see this overgrown wasteland. Because compared with the grassland we were in charge of yesterday, there are not many tasks today.

It's time to pull up the grass. Some students are crazy, like a bad wave, grabbing one in the east and another in the west, which is terrible. Some play while pulling, and pull a piece of grass for a few minutes. Huh? Why do people still take sickles? That must be used to pull weeds. "Come and invest!" Here comes the forage harvester! I saw the students put all their weeds into the "bag" of the "grass harvester", and some even said, "This is a thousand-year-old ginseng! I will give it to you for free. " The "grass harvester" carries his own "package", pours the "treasure" into the dustbin, and then collects the grass. This scene is really noisy.

After a while, the grass was pulled out. Looking at the clean ground, although the students' hands are stained with dirt, everyone is very happy.

Today, the weather is sunny. My father took my sister and me to Jiujiang Park.

Get on the bus and come to the bridge, where flowers and trees are planted, and clusters of green leaves set off all kinds of flowers and come to the bridge. This bridge is like a long dragon lying across the river, and many cars are driving fast on it.

When I came to the park, the scenery in the park was picturesque and intoxicating. In the spacious fountain, the blue waves are rippling, and the beautiful small stone bridge leads directly to the small pavilion in the lake. Sometimes there are people playing chess in the pavilion.

When I came to the lake, my father rented an electric boat for us. Our boat floats on the lake like wood. I put my hand into the water and felt relaxed and refreshed all over. My sister also splashed water playfully. I held the rudder in my hand, and the boat jumped from the shining waves like a pony. Suddenly, it suddenly braked. It turned out that the boat was entangled in a fishing net, and my father quickly pulled it.

We continued to play and came to the trampoline. There are many children jumping around as excited as little monkeys. I was attracted and immediately climbed up with my sister to play with them. We jumped up and down like a happy little white rabbit. I made many new friends in it. Together, we drill holes around houses like palaces, ride tigers, elephants, horses and play on the seesaw. We played with everything in it.

How time flies! In the afternoon, we reluctantly went home.

One day, I took an extracurricular book and watched it with relish.

Suddenly, my mother asked me loudly, "Hong Hong, what are you looking at?" ? Is relying on me a punishment? So scabbard? Forging? Stir up waste, punish handsome and reduce swelling? Hey? Hey? ⑾ In the middle of the dome and hilly areas, there are many problems. Responsible for carboxyl mysterious olives? В? Can you shake your legs? Hurt? Don't worry about sodium? Invasion? Reimer? Easy chair? 5? Why does Joe have to bear the burden? What happened to the emperor? Excuse me. Blow forging? What's the matter with you? ы ы ы? What a waste of time! What about the thin iridium brakes and hammers? 5. vote? B string? International Cantonese Opera? Pure gift? Start a waste and punish me? Pure mass? Hey? Dream? Forgive! Is he low? Throw words in prison, neon? δ Bored? ドィ Scare amaranth? What are your throat and testicles like? You are eager to escape.

Mom, I really want to say to you: please understand me. Review is really important, but extracurricular books are also important! Teachers often let us read some extra-curricular books to broaden our horizons and supplement what we can't learn in class. But you want me to watch synchronous exercises all day, one in a class. I'm not young, and I usually get good grades. I have my own judgment. Please give me some space.

A few days ago, my mother bought me a copy; & gt Because I prefer history books, especially the stories of historical figures, I finished reading this 209-page book in less than a week.

When we mention Cao Cao, people can't help thinking of his insidious laughter and his evil deeds. But since reading this book, I feel that Cao Cao has many advantages, such as: Cao Cao broke the official standard since the end of Han Dynasty; Able to interview talents; In the war, we can use our own advantages to make up for our own shortcomings.

I, the mid-team leader, was also inspired. I learned to learn from each other's strengths and learned a lot of historical knowledge. Finally, I remind everyone, don't say that Cao Cao is a white-faced traitor in the future. That's an outdated view. Cao Cao is a great man, and we even have to learn from him in some places! If you have time, please read Cao Cao's poem A Short Line. Maybe you will appreciate Cao Cao's thirst for talents.

At noon today, there was a "rainstorm" in my home. This "rainstorm" was caused by such a trivial matter as a nap. I am the protagonist of this "rainstorm".

After lunch, I turned on my computer and got ready to surf the Internet with great interest. My mother saw it and urged me to take a nap. I was impatient when I heard it: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, and you will know that you are asleep!" " ""I want you to sleep, it's all for your own good! " Mom is a little angry, too. But I couldn't listen to a word my mother said, so I talked back to my mother and caused an uproar. Finally, I couldn't help crying.

It's a pity to think about what happened afterwards. What my mother said is really reasonable. Lack of sleep will not only affect health, but also affect learning. I really shouldn't talk back to my mother unreasonably.

On Sunday morning, I got up early and walked on the streets of Licheng, enjoying the pleasant scenery of the city in the morning.

Walking in the street, I looked at the east, and saw the bright rays of Xia Guang shining through the thin clouds, sprinkled on the earth, sprinkled on people's faces, and painted everyone's hair with a layer of Hui Jin, as if the morning glow wanted to put a crown on everyone. At the same time, I feel the freshness of the morning. There is no noisy noise in my ears, no beep of the car horn, only the morning wind sings in my ears, which makes my hair a little messy.

People who run in the morning are enjoying the natural beauty endowed by nature and running leisurely. Seeing such a scene, I also sincerely yearn for it, and I can't help but join the morning running team. Running and running, a "beautiful scenery" appeared in front of me. In a square on the side of the road, there are dozens of old aunts dressed in red, holding flower fans, smiling, waving their hands, twisting their waists and dancing in the morning breeze. They seem very happy. Some people who stopped to watch also used force for it. It seems that they also want to enter their territory.

In the early morning, many people miss the time, fresh air, beautiful scenery and leisurely mood. I am deeply moved by it and think of a sentence that the teacher taught me: A day's plan lies in the morning. I want to get up early every Sunday morning, go out for a walk, integrate into the environment and society, and move from morning to a better tomorrow.

Whenever I see big brothers and sisters skating freely and carefree on the skating rink, I always feel envious. Look! How comfortable they are. Some run smoothly, some run backwards, and some open their arms while drinking drinks, just like light swallows soaring in the air. On the other hand, I can only stay and watch. ...

One day in the summer vacation, my cousin came to my house. He pulled me aside and said mysteriously, "How about going skating?" ? "Really? Great! " I promised excitedly, but I was worried that I would fall down and make a joke.

Came to the skating rink, bought tickets and put on skates. My brother told me the essentials of skating: "Lean forward a little, bend your legs a little …" My brother said while demonstrating, but I didn't dare to move a step. So my brother took my hand and slowly retreated, while I held my brother's hand tightly and muttered, "You can't let go!" " "My brother said angrily," You can't learn by always relying on me. "I said quickly," no, don't. "Brother or let it go. I stepped back a few steps, grabbed the handrail again and refused to let go, moving like an old woman. My brother saw it and stared at me and said, "How did you learn to be so timid? "I blushed and thought: I am not a stupid child, I must be brave. Thinking of this, I got up my courage again and slipped like my brother. Who knows that I fell on the spot without slipping a few steps. I rubbed my sore ass, got up and continued to slide. My brother is applauding and cheering for me. Gradually, gradually, I seem to find the feeling. The more I skate, the bolder I am and the smoother I skate. I am so happy that my brother praised me: "Sister, you are great! I learn faster than me. "

Now, my skating posture is beautiful. If you don't believe me, let's take a look.

I couldn't help laughing when I remembered what I had just done.

I just ran home after school, because I can watch TV for ten minutes today. Although it is only ten minutes, I will cherish it.

When I ran to the door, I looked forward to looking the same and reaching for my neck to get the key. However, I can't find it anywhere. I thought to myself, it must be in my schoolbag. I reached into my schoolbag again and searched over and over again, but I still couldn't find it. I'm worried that my mother will be angry if I lose my key. No, never make mom angry.

Oh, I forgot. Sun Yun and I were playing at the school gate just now. I must have left my keys there. I ran back to school again, searched for a long time in the place where we played, but I still couldn't find it. I'm as anxious as an ant on hot bricks, and my back is sweaty. I scratched and touched something hard, which turned out to be a key. I'm going to get angry when I smile.

When I got home, I told my mother about it, and her mother laughed her head off. Son, if you experienced this personally, would you laugh?

Today, my mother and aunt and I went to Foshan.

When we came to Foshan, first of all, we came to Zumiao Road. I saw the streets of Zumiao Road full of traffic, a steady stream of pedestrians and vehicles, both lively and crowded. However, although it is bustling here, the air is too bad. The exhaust of cars and the smell of paint on wooden square bricks decorated by roadside clothing stores to attract attention are terrible and really annoying.

Then we came to the old street, Liaoyuan Road. This street is towering with ancient trees, lush trees, few pedestrians and fresh air, which is really refreshing. A breeze blew, and the leaves of the roadside green trees swayed slightly. At first glance, people feel relaxed and happy. A clothing store and boutique with cheap and beautiful furniture on the roadside is simple and natural in decoration, and it doesn't seem excessive at all. The furnishings are chic and exquisite.

Just two roads, the difference is so big! One road is deeply polluted by commercial odor and waste gas, while the other road is fresh and simple. Isn't this all done by us humans? Dear people, wake up when Mother Earth is not completely desperate! From now on, cherish every drop of water around you, cherish every piece of green around you, cherish every handful of soil around you, cherish every beautiful environment around you, cherish every fragrance around you, cherish every happy bird song around you, and cherish every idle fish around you. In short, cherish all the beauty that nature has given to mankind! Starting today, we can have this environment with flowers and birds, and we can also have this environment for future generations. Learn to cherish every beautiful and pleasing green!

Practice brushing/writing Chinese characters

Since reading, what impressed me the most is that almost every Chinese teacher asked us to write well and practice hard. Although I listened to my teacher at that time, I didn't stick to it. I just practice occasionally. Looking at my handwriting now, I really regret that I wasted too much time and didn't practice well. Just this winter vacation, the headmaster of the school arranged winter vacation homework for us, so I wanted to use it to practice calligraphy.

But three days later, I practiced two pages a day. On the fourth day, I felt a little itchy. Forget it. Anyway, I couldn't write a word at once, but another voice reminded me. I will persist and don't give up easily. Finally, after a contradictory struggle, I persisted. Especially when something goes wrong, I take out a pen and paper and practice writing quietly. As a result, nothing bothered me. Now practicing calligraphy has become a habit in my life. If one day I don't practice at school, I feel as if there is still one thing unfinished. Through my own efforts, the current calligraphy has made some progress, and I will continue to stick to it in the future.

Winter vacation diary 1

After a busy semester, I was still a little uncomfortable at first. At work, I get along with students every day. Although they will be naughty and make me angry, I still miss them so much. I want to know if they will be more obedient when they come, whether they will make progress than before and so on.

I have been home for several days. In these days, I am also thinking about how I will spend this winter vacation, whether to stay at home and watch TV like last year, or to visit my classmates or do other things. But when I think about this, I think of winter vacation homework, who was arranged by the headmaster just after the holiday. It may be strange to others. How does the headmaster decorate winter vacation homework? How can teachers have winter vacation homework like students? In fact, the headmaster told us to read more books and study more during the winter vacation to prepare for the coming period. In fact, this is also quite good. Let's set goals for our future work so that we can do it better next year. Now I read books and practice calligraphy at home every day, and I feel that winter vacation life is quite fulfilling.

Winter vacation diary 2

The Class Reunion

It has been raining cautiously and continuously every day since the holiday. Today, the weather finally cleared up. I am very happy to see such fine weather. At the same time, today is the day for our high school classmates to get together.

In the morning, after breakfast, I left home early and walked to our alma mater. I was full of thoughts along the way, imagining the changes of my classmates, imagining what would happen after meeting them, and so on. Time passed unconsciously and finally came to our alma mater. As soon as I entered the campus, the previous scene was vivid and I suddenly felt a sense of intimacy. At the same time, I found that our alma mater has undergone tremendous changes. First of all, the teaching building was put on new clothes and painted, then the canteen changed and the library was completed, all of which appeared after we left. Walking on the avenue and on campus, he carefully recalled his previous study and life, which really had a different taste. At this time, I saw several students who were making up lessons walking on the path. They are in a hurry, and now time is too precious for them. Along the tree-lined path, I came to the place where we met-the classroom where we used to study. At this time, several students have arrived. I stepped forward and shouted their names. At this time, there was naturally a greeting, and everyone's face was full of surprises. Next, in the laughter of everyone, the students came one after another. After exchanging pleasantries, we walked towards our next destination-the teacher's house. Our head teacher is as humorous as before. In the following time, everyone will have dinner and have fun. ...

The day ended in laughter. What a wonderful reunion!

Diary of winter vacation iii

Practice brushing/writing Chinese characters

Since reading, what impressed me the most is that almost every Chinese teacher asked us to write well and practice hard. Although I listened to my teacher at that time, I didn't stick to it. I just practice occasionally. Looking at my handwriting now, I really regret that I wasted too much time and didn't practice well. Just this winter vacation, the headmaster of the school arranged winter vacation homework for us, so I wanted to use it to practice calligraphy.

But three days later, I practiced two pages a day. On the fourth day, I felt a little itchy. Forget it. Anyway, I couldn't write a word at once, but another voice reminded me. I will persist and don't give up easily. Finally, after a contradictory struggle, I persisted. Especially when something goes wrong, I take out a pen and paper and practice writing quietly. As a result, nothing bothered me. Now practicing calligraphy has become a habit in my life. If one day I don't practice at school, I feel as if there is still one thing unfinished. Through my own efforts, the current calligraphy has made some progress, and I will continue to stick to it in the future.

Winter vacation diary 4

Spring is coming

"A year's plan lies in spring", "A good beginning is half the battle", and the arrival of beginning of spring means that spring has come.

Spring has come, everything is reviving, a hundred flowers are blooming and a hundred birds are contending.

Spring has come, and the spring rain is continuous. At this time, they also come to feel the breath of spring and join in the fun. They added water to the wheat and vegetables in the field to make them grow rapidly. As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". Look carefully, how well the wheat and vegetables in the field grow. The spring breeze blows green waves.

Spring is coming, and you can see that the wicker on the river bank has sprouted. At this time, it is Miss Chun who puts on new clothes for the earth with her dexterous hands, giving people a brand-new feeling.

Spring has come, in fact, the happiest people are those who work hard. They are going to be busy again. After a winter vacation, they are full of energy. From a distance, I saw a group of people talking and laughing loudly in the field.

It's good that spring has come!

Winter vacation diary five

New Year's Eve

A year has passed. New Year's Eve is a night of reunion. Every household is hung with lanterns to celebrate the peaceful end of the year and the good beginning of the new year.

On New Year's Eve, everyone is busy posting Spring Festival couplets, and our family is no exception, and I post Spring Festival couplets at home every year. In fact, the knowledge of this couplet is also quite great. As long as you look at this couplet last year, you will know the family's hopes and plans in the new year, and you will also know what happy events have happened in this family in the past year. Look at this couplet.

On this day, children are the happiest. They called on adults to celebrate the New Year early, because fireworks can be set off after the New Year. When the fireworks were set off, several children shouted and jumped around, not to mention the joy. Even adults were infected by them and cried. After the fireworks, the family sat around the table for a reunion dinner. The most interesting thing is that you can get money by eating jiaozi and jiaozi. Whoever gets the money will have the best luck in the New Year, so everyone is rushing to eat to see who can grab the rich jiaozi, but whether they eat or not, this atmosphere of rushing to eat jiaozi is the most unforgettable. ...

New Year's Eve is the most unforgettable night!

The Bitterness and Joy of Learning Bicycle

Many students my age will ride bicycles. Me neither. It's really hard to see them riding bicycles, humming songs and driving fast on the road. Why can't I learn to ride a bike? Isn't that an action with a difficulty factor of 2%? Can't I learn? So, I borrowed an old bike from my brother and began to learn.

When I learned to drive for the first time, I was full of confidence and swaggered towards the bike, as if I could gallop by myself as soon as I got on the bike. I quickly sat on the cushion, and before I kicked my foot, the car fell and I fell. I got up and got on the bus again. I am very careful this time. I got up slowly, with my feet on the ground and my left foot on the pedal. Ah! I couldn't help screaming. As soon as his right foot left the ground, the car fell down and his ass seemed to be divided into four parts. I sighed: "It used to be so hard and difficult to ride a bike!"

Dad saw that I was a little discouraged and encouraged me to continue riding. With his encouragement, I came to the bike again. Dad asked me to step on the pedal with my left foot and stride on the ground with my right foot to enhance my sense of balance. Because my feet can't reach the pedal, the bike swings from side to side, like a catwalk. With my unremitting efforts and my father's encouragement, I have taken the first step to success. Dad then let me land on my right foot and my left foot. My car and I were as unstable as drunks at once. Dad asked me to try again, and I failed again. So I failed again and again, and I succeeded once. I stepped on the bike with both feet, and the bike moved forward in balance. I was ecstatic and even cried. My father gave me an approving look and said, "Since you succeeded the first time, you will succeed the second, third and fourth times. Riding a bike is learned through repeated success. Sure enough, after learning a few more times, you can drive around the corner. I finally learned to ride a bike.

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Good night

Night, quiet, moonlight sprinkled on the earth, like a layer of gauze, a thick layer of frost. This reminds me of Li Bai's poem "The foot of the bed is bright, is there a first frost?" . The moonlight is so pure and real.

The stars in the sky, like naughty children, quietly pierced several small holes in the sky while the mother moon was not paying attention. Looking at the earth with that shiny little eye, as if looking for something. But mother moon is there, dancing with wisps of clouds. The light it emits is so soft.

In the moonlight, everything turned silvery white, like a layer of frost. I walked into a fairy tale world, a beautiful world. It's amazing.

On the river, there is a bright moon. I picked up a stone and threw it into the river. Microwave waves rippled in the river. Shake the moon on the river up and down. Like a sickle and a broken washbasin.

On the ground, the lights are brilliant. Every household is lit with lights, just like the stars in the sky. On the road, the "handsome horse" is speeding, and those two big eyes are wide open, illuminating the road for the car and making the road look like daytime. In the bamboo forest, the bamboo was dyed silvery white by moonlight, and a gust of wind blew and sounded wonderful music.

Ah! Beautiful night, I am proud of your beauty, and I love you forever.