Seven 400-word Weekly Journals of Sixth Grade Winter Vacation.

Weekly diary of winter vacation in Grade 16, 400 words.

Speaking of winter vacation, there is one thing that I can't forget! This happened in the winter vacation of 20xx. We traveled to Nanjing and returned home a few days later, only to find that the kitchen pool was frozen and the bowls in it were frozen. A few days later, my sister and I just wanted to go out to play when the sound of "Hua La" came from the kitchen. My sister and I didn't want to take care of these things and were stopped by my sister. We have to go to the kitchen. We let out a loud "wow" sound. As soon as we went in, the water gushed out. We checked everywhere and found that the water pipe in the kitchen was broken, so water would flow out. We hurried to get a basin for water, and the water was still rushing. In this way, we have received countless pots of water. We have to find a way to plug the leak in the water pipe A small round piece of plastic flowed out. I tried to compare plastic fragments with leaks. The plastic sheet is just symmetrical with the leak. I blocked the leaking place with my finger first, but my finger just touched it and the water was too cold. My fingers shrank back. I found a plug to plug the leak. Finally, the water was stopped by us. I thought of the story of "Dayu controlling water", our story today.

Ha ha! This is one of the things I will never forget during my winter vacation.

26 grade winter vacation weekly diary 400 words.

The winter vacation has arrived, and my troubles have followed. Don't be surprised. Listen to me slowly. "Look at yourself. You know how to play all day and how much homework you have written. You wasted the whole day. That's it. You still want to do well in the exam next semester. You must study more to achieve something. Those people are just having fun? ..... "Mother's breath came to my face. "Didn't I do my homework all day yesterday?" "One day, people will write for a week, and you will be awesome if you write for a day ..." Okay, listen to me. Why does my mother come to show her "preaching and dispelling doubts" as soon as I have time to play? However, it's good to get back together, and after my mother said it, she won't be wordy.

But then I thought my mom's was not bad, and my dad's was "cow". Dad, he's not only wordy, but if you don't listen to him when he's finished, then dad will be angry. I'd better do my homework.

Beautiful day, robbed by homework again. Since ancient times, people who have no troubles are truly happy.

As the saying goes, "A strict teacher makes a good apprentice." But "strict" can't frown all day and enjoy it. How I wish I could be liberated one day earlier!

The weekly diary of winter vacation in grade three and six is 400 words.

In this winter vacation, I have lived a full, happy and happy life. First: I have arranged winter vacation life's schedule to keep my winter vacation life in good order; The second is to celebrate the New Year with relatives and friends. How can we eat less reunion fruit during the Chinese New Year? So grandma and mom fried the stuffing, cooked the noodles and began to work hard.

Of course, this interesting thing is that I can't fall behind, so I joined the big team of Reunion Fruit with great interest and made great contributions!

I washed my hands, rolled up my sleeves and looked confident. I grabbed a piece of dough, kneaded it into the shape of a bowl, put in the stuffing ... brushed it ... less than a minute later, a "little cute" appeared in front of everyone. Seeing that everyone was silent, I wrapped up a few reunion fruits in a few minutes.

At this time, the master, mother and grandmother, who made the reunion fruit, couldn't stand it anymore. They waved their hands and let my "little cutie" stand aside and said, "Come and eat these!"

I spit out my tongue shyly and asked my mother to teach me how to do it. So my mother taught me to be careful when I get up.

In a short time, a decent reunion fruit appeared. I jumped three feet high with excitement-this is the first time I wrapped the reunion fruit!

The new year has passed silently, and it is the embodiment of happiness, joy and beauty in my heart!

400-word winter vacation weekly diary for grade four and six.

Winter vacation-a day I have been looking forward to for a long time. It is always hard-won, but it comes and goes in a hurry. So every interesting thing that happened in the winter vacation, I will relive it again and again. In this winter vacation, my most unforgettable day is New Year's Eve. My father and I spent a year in my hometown. On that day, many guests came to grandma's house, so I had many good friends. We played hide-and-seek and set off fireworks together ... What impressed us most was that we set off fireworks together.

We took out our own "killer weapon", and my "killer weapon" is a magical bullet. Look! I lit the fuse and there were colorful sparks: red, yellow, green and blue ... if you see it, you will be surprised! They flew into the sky one by one, as if the stars were blinking at me happily.

At twelve o'clock, I hung firecrackers and lit the fuse. "Scratching" firecrackers sounded, he ushered in another New Year, indicating a better tomorrow for the motherland! Me, too, should study hard and strive for the most beautiful flowers! In this winter vacation, the most unforgettable day for me is the Chinese New Year.

The weekly diary of winter vacation in grade five and six is 400 words.

Everyone can play and play a lot of things, so there is a lot of fun in life. When it snowed like goose feathers, my brother and I made a soft white snowman and took some pictures. My brother fell and followed. I want to be the head of a snowman. My brother made a snowman's body in a toy bucket and looked at his snow. I couldn't help picking up a piece of snow and throwing it at my brother's feet. We had a snowball fight at once. I accidentally threw it into my brother's neck and froze him. My brother smiled at me and picked up a piece of snow and threw it on the ground. Oh, no, it was thrown into my clothes and made me tremble with cold. We both laughed unconsciously.

During the snowball fight, both our heads and bodies were crushed. But we still want to make a snowman. After some tossing, we are busy again. We shovel a pile of snow, knead it into a circle and roll it on the ground in a big circle. Now there's only face left. We quickly put two beads on them to make eyes, carrots to make noses, red paper to cut a mouth and make a snowman.

I didn't even look at it, so I pulled my mom down. My mother burst out laughing as soon as she saw it. I'm a little confused. I thought to myself: What's the matter? Looking at the snowman, my right eye and nose exchanged places, and I smiled.

Six grades, six grades, winter vacation weekly diary, 400 words.

In my mind, the past is scattered on the "beach" like shells. These things are happy, sad, bad and good. Today, I will pick up a shell filled with happy things to show you! I have been spending my winter vacation in my hometown this year. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, my aunt and cousin both went back to their hometown. As it happens, there is no beer in my hometown, and my father asked me to buy beer.

Walking, I found a wallet underground, and I picked it up at once. There are five or six hundred dollars in it. What else, Dragon Ball AF, Call of Duty 6? I think: if I have 600 yuan, I will buy a lot of things, and I can play games crazily after my parents go out. Just about to get carried away, I found a man in front looking for something on the ground and said, "Where's my wallet?" Where is my wallet? "Unless it's mine, I thought: I have found so much money, which is more than my pocket money in a year. But there are two people talking in my ear. One person said, "If you don't give it, how much benefit will you get!" " The other said, "Here you are! You are a young pioneer, be honest, be honest. " These two voices echoed in my ears, and finally I chose the latter without hesitation. I returned my wallet to my uncle, who praised me, and I was filled with joy, sweeter than eating honey.

By this time, the sun had set halfway down the mountain, because I came back too late and was scolded. But I have no regrets. Because I am a qualified young pioneer.

Weekly diary of the seventh and sixth grade winter vacations, 400 words.

Looking forward to, looking forward to, finally looking forward to. Everyone is beaming. Some adults put up couplets, some people hang lanterns ... Of course, children still like fireworks best. Look, the sky has already been decorated with colorful fireworks. Our family is no exception. I can't wait to find the children's fireworks as soon as I have a good meal. I'll take out the "glow stick" first, and when it is lit, the "glow stick" will shine. Like a magician who can change his face, red, yellow, blue and green appear alternately, which dazzles me. Then my father brought a large fireworks of "bloom", lit the fire, and only heard a few "sou" sounds. Bunches of fireworks flew into the sky like rockets and opened in the air in an instant. Fireworks are purple, red, pink and yellow ... just like a beautiful fairy scattering colorful flowers in the air. We were so excited that we repeatedly exclaimed, "Great! How spectacular! "

At this time, my mother brought a small semi-circular fireworks and said to me, "Xiaolong, you can put this!" " "I listened with fear and thought: I have never let go of this kind of fireworks. What should I do if they spill on me? My mother seemed to read my mind and said to me earnestly, "Xiaolong, don't be afraid." "Look, this lead is very long. Run when you light it, and fireworks won't splash on you. " After listening to my mother's words, I got up the courage and ran forward to light the fuse. Just listen to the "sting" and the fuse sparks. I ran back quickly. With the sound of "Hua Hua", fireworks spewed colorful flames, as proud as peacocks and hibiscus. I jumped three feet happily and shouted, "I can set off fireworks, too!" " I can also set off fireworks! "

Later, I set off a few small fireworks. My mother praised me for growing up, being brave and becoming a little man. I'm flattered.