Weekly Notes of the Fifth Grade Summer Vacation 180 Words

I was really surprised when my father came back at dinner today. He is really handsome today, wearing a beautiful suit and dazzling! I said, "Dad, why are you so rich that you don't buy my own clothes?" Then dad took the money out of his pocket. I counted it again and again, but it was still not enough. I asked my father for 500 yuan money to buy me clothes, shoes and trousers. At six or seven o'clock, my second sister and I went out to spend money. We didn't go to this house, nor did we go to that house. This house is not good-looking, and neither is that house. After visiting the whole Lingxi Street, we just couldn't buy anything I could wear. Second sister remembers that I wore one in the old street. I insisted that I didn't have it, but when I got there, I lost it and there was another one. I chose one to try on. When I was trying on clothes in the fitting room, my second sister was there looking at his son's clothes. My second sister took a fancy to one and bought one with 500 yuan my father gave me. Just after I changed it, the boss gave me another try-on I thought both of them were good, so I bought them. The boss asked me if I wanted shoes. I nodded and the boss brought me a pair. I tried it and thought I could buy it. When it was time to pay, the second sister had been bargaining with the boss and finally sold it at a good price. Seven pieces are only over 300. We bought it and went home.

climb mountains

During the holiday in Tomb-Sweeping Day, several of our classmates made an appointment to climb the mountain. All the laughter and laughter disappeared along the way, leaving only panting children.

Climb, climb, just climb to the edge of a passageway, and the wind is blowing head on. Extremely cool, very different from the heat at the foot of the mountain. After a short rest by the aisle, we are ready to start again. After our unremitting efforts, we finally reached the top of the mountain. The scenery at the foot of the mountain is panoramic: the houses are brown, the farmland and forests are green, the reservoirs are clear, and the people at the foot of the mountain climb up like little ants ... The scenery in front of them is like a painting, not as elegant as landscape painting, but full of poetry; It is not as quiet as the Mona Lisa, but it is so beautiful.

We played at the top of the mountain for a long time and then had a rest. I'm on my way back. As the saying goes, going up the mountain is easier than going down. The monitor said it would be fun and exciting to slide down. Sometimes when the car can't stop, just pull a bamboo by hand. As a result, the bamboo shook as if it were about to break, which made me tremble. ...

Back to the starting point of the mountain, I looked back at the mountain forest left behind and remembered the taste when I went up the mountain. The beautiful scenery makes me unforgettable.

Poor little turtle

Today, my mother and I went to Xinhua Bookstore to read books. When I came back and passed the flower and bird market, my mother bought me a lovely little turtle. It is small and exquisite, and you can't see it even if you touch its little head. My mother said that this is the origin of kittens.

When I got home, I put the little turtle in a paper box. We all think it's honest and won't run around. My mother and I are too careless. When I was doing my homework, I suddenly heard my mother scream, "Oh, where's the tortoise?"? The tortoise is gone. " I hurried out and searched the room with my mother, but found nothing. Later, we wondered if the little turtle climbed into the bathroom and fell into the porcelain basin of the toilet. Poor little turtle, you disappeared without a trace within an hour after you came home with me. My mother and I are very sad. I said to my mother, "the hole in the porcelain basin of the toilet is not too big." The little turtle should not fall. I hope it can appear in front of my eyes when I wake up. "

Little turtle, come back quickly. I miss you very much. I know you must still be somewhere in my house. Is it because I didn't accompany you? You ignore me for a while. I promise to play with you when I come back.

Lovely daffodils

I like many flowers, but my favorite is daffodils.

Once, our head teacher, Mr. Fu, put a pot of flawless daffodils on the podium of the classroom for us to observe carefully. I found that there are four or five white petals on its green leaves, and there are tender yellow stamens inside, which are like seeds and look like a small cornucopia from a distance. A breeze blew, and the flower fairy swayed gently with the wind. Lovely daffodils are like little girls dancing in the square and naughty dolls playing on the swing. ...

I like this flawless white daffodil.