Hurry up! ! 350 words weekly diary composition

An unforgettable thing

This is something that happened to me. Whenever I see someone giving up their seat on the bus, I will recall that incident. . This incident not only made me feel very ashamed of myself, but also gave me a feeling of admiration for a person I had never met.

It was a Sunday morning a year ago. I took the bus to my father’s work after attending class. As soon as I got on the bus, I quickly grabbed an empty seat and sat down without even looking. Then I looked into the carriage again and saw that there were quite a lot of people in the carriage. The whole carriage was like a sardine can, packed shoulder to shoulder and overcrowded.

While I was sitting leisurely, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, an old woman got on the bus. "As I walked towards my row of seats, I thought: There are still many stops to get to my father's workplace. How tiring it would be to squeeze in the crowd after giving up my seat. Should I give up? Just when I was hesitating, a young man stood up He got up and said to the old lady: "Grandma, please take my seat. "Then, he helped the old lady sit down carefully, while he kept leaning on the seat, holding on with one hand, holding the armrest tightly, resisting the crowded place. When I saw that the old lady had a seat, I didn't think about anything anymore, and continued Enjoy the scenery.

The car passed several stations, but there were only people coming up from the front door, but no one walking out from the back door. I saw that the young man’s face was even more crowded. Sweating, my back gradually buckled, and it was difficult to stand. We finally reached the terminal, and there were many people getting off the bus. The young man and I were also pushing each other towards the car door. Someone bumped the young man's leg. The young man screamed "Ouch" and gritted his teeth with a painful expression on his face. He covered his leg and got out of the car. I felt very strange: it could hurt even if it was bumped. Is it like this? I walked out of the bus with a "question mark" and saw the young man sitting on the side of the road, rolling up his trousers and checking the wound. It turned out that it was an injured leg, and the knee was tightly wrapped with gauze. , He was injured!

I stood there dumbfounded, looking at the red scarf on my chest, and thinking: I am a young pioneer, am I worthy of the red scarf?

Although it has been so long, I still remember it fresh. This incident has always told me: to be a helpful person, you can only be happier if you help others.

Take a snail for a walk

Today I went to the countryside with my mother. I was walking alone on the path in the field, and a small animal crawling slowly came in. It caught my eye.

Looking carefully, it turned out to be a little snail. I suddenly thought that I wanted to walk with this little snail, so I walked slowly, for fear of this. The little snail couldn't keep up. When I took a few steps, I looked back and saw that the little snail was so far away from me.

I pushed behind it, but it was still so slow. Crawling on the ground. I urged it, I fooled it, I scolded it. The snail looked at me with apologetic eyes, as if to say: "I have tried my best!" ”

Although the snail cannot crawl fast, it still crawls. In order to get to where it wants to go, in order to achieve the goal it has set for itself.

What are our goals? How do we achieve these goals? The snail achieves its goals through its own efforts and never gives up. We must learn from the snail's spirit to achieve our goals!

Life often gives people inspiration, but life does not take the initiative to send "revelation" to the door. Life proceeds according to its own appearance and rules, and everyone has the right to obtain inspiration from it. Individuals take opportunities, and the question is whether we can find "enlightenment" from them. People who are diligent in thinking are, in a sense, people who are diligently looking for enlightenment - looking for it with unsolved questions and all kinds of thoughts. Find out the doubts. Only when you think about life itself and the various phenomena in life will you receive the gifts of life.

I like the charm of nature most.

When you see nature. The beautiful scenery will make you impressed by its charm. This place allows you to forget about the busy and noisy urban area and feel the beauty and tranquility of nature with your heart.

When we go to the wilderness. , I saw stretches of green grass as far as the eye could see, with gorgeous wildflowers growing on them. The grass in the wilderness was like thousands of green guards, guarding the attractive flowers, no matter how hard people pressed them. Grass will never lower its noble head. This is the charm of grass.

When we fall into the embrace of the mountains, the mountains are not high when we look at them from a distance. When you look up at the foot of the mountains. , then I realized that the mountains are so majestic. The mountains are like giants. They always stand firm and unyielding despite the wind and thunder, and the sun and rain. How admirable their spirit is. Charming.

Growing up

If your eyes are wet and exposed to the sun, can you see a rainbow?

You have to be sad sometimes, because you grow up. It takes trouble to explain. I heard that they were going to work. They said that if you want to be independent, you must first be financially independent. They are so good, they can fight for the world, and I wish them a happy journey. Gone, singing about wandering alone.

Many years later, we met again, but there were no thrilling stories to tell me along the way. There was no excitement of adventure on their faces, only tired looks. The heroic spirit that soars to the sky has become the bravery of the past, and they are heroes. Society and reality are like a flood, washing away all the dreams we had during the day. Youth, sometimes needs to be decorated with scars. Find a page of paper, write down all your dreams, then tear it into pieces and put it in the wind. Let the confetti rain down on the hanging heart, dilute it, and forget it. But those dreams were at least once so vivid. Failure is a beautiful and broken shadow.

People always have to grow up.

The sun was shining brightly on the day when arts and science classes were separated. I was thinking about the sunshine on a leaf, and I was bored and thinking about the sun's aliases: Golden Crow, Red Crow... I couldn't think of anything else. I am also confused as to whether I can grow up like this. It was time to leave, no one said goodbye, and it seemed like there was no need to say goodbye. After returning home, I listened to "Scarborough Fair" and the notes flowed into a river. I really felt like I had graduated from the past. If you can go far, can your memory be as long as the journey? Memories are like music and songs. I want to paint them into paintings, frame them, and hang them in the corridors I often pass by. I want to plant them into tulips, with a story wrapped in each bone, and bloom in full bloom on a winter morning. Leave time for a flower to bloom and reflect on it for yourself. The deceased is like a man who never gives up day and night. No matter how skillful your hands are, you can't catch the fleeting time.

People can always grow up.

I once held the gem flower and talked to it. We agreed to grow up together. But it can't grow bigger, so why don't the things we promised count? Although the things that don’t count don’t count, the days are still getting faster and faster. It’s too stupid to no longer hold the gems and flowers and keep the expired promises. Time has passed, and another autumn and winter have passed. If it's sunny tomorrow, open your arms; if it's raining tomorrow, take a good shower and spread out the free and easy wings of a butterfly. If you can still stand, keep going. With shyness, stubbornness, and pride, we grow up together and experience the beauty that emerges from the cocoon.

If your eyes are wet, shine in the sun.

Motherland

Ringing the row of copper chimes, the rich and clear left tone and right rhyme traveled from far to near, traveling through five thousand years and fifty-seven years. The colorful flower season of the 19th century has rippled and echoed in the rivers, rivers, mountains, and seas, condensing a theme in the hearts of hundreds of millions of descendants of Yan and Huang: Motherland! The rolling progress of history. The wheels of the wheel dissipated the flying dust of the Warring States Period, dimmed the sword shadows of the Three Kingdoms and Jin Dynasties, blurred the prosperous streets of the Tang and Song Dynasties, and eroded the flashy colored glaze in front of the Ming and Qing palaces. What was left behind were the names of heroes. It is they who have straightened up the backbone of the Chinese people and condensed the great national spirit. Since ancient times, countless people with lofty ideals have regarded patriotism as their lofty ambition and serving the country as their lifelong responsibility. Yue Fei, who has "loyalty to serve the country", has "worried about the world first" There is Fan Zhongyan who is "worried", there is Lin Zexu who "does not care about the country's life and death, but avoids it because of misfortunes and fortunes", there is Lu Xun who teaches himself to "warn the world and save the country" and changes his ambitions, and there are also people who study for the rise of China. Zhou Enlai. From Sun Yat-sen to Chen Duxiu, from Li Dazhao to Mao Zedong, from Lin Juemin to Qiu Jin. For the rise of China, to avenge the country's shame, and to revitalize China, with their unyielding backbone and backbone, they sang the song of the magnificent history and defended the The dignity and sanctity of the motherland have left behind magnificent mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery.

Now, looking around, the motherland is prosperous, and the development of our country has attracted worldwide attention. As young people in the new era, we have the responsibility to put ourselves The future of the motherland is linked to the destiny of the motherland. Because life is not just a drop of blood, it is a burning passion; youth is not just a sound of praise, it is a source of having a mission and fighting for it endlessly. .Because of the halo of life, each trampled body is given a new soul; because of the brilliance of youth, the flying thoughts converge into a tragic elegy. While enjoying the peaceful and stable happy life, I can't help but think of those who have sacrificed for me. The young people who sacrificed their lives and spilled their blood for the democratic, scientific and independent Chinese nation stood up when the nation suffered humiliation and turned the tide to save the people from suffering. They once had the courage to face the bleak life and face the dripping sorrows. Blood.

In the new era, we should carry forward the spirit of patriotism, conscientiously study the important thinking of "Three Represents", and establish a correct concept of honor and disgrace: to be proud of loving the motherland, to be ashamed of harming the motherland; to serve the motherland Be proud of the people, be ashamed of betraying the people; be proud of advocating science, be ashamed of ignorance; be proud of hard work, be ashamed of indulging in leisure; be proud of solidarity and mutual assistance, be ashamed of benefiting yourself at the expense of others; be proud of honesty and trustworthiness, It is a shame to see gains and forget one's righteousness; to be proud of obeying the law and to be ashamed of breaking the law; to be proud of hard work and to be ashamed of arrogance and extravagance!

Students, the stage of youth is created for us; The fiery era is for us to ride on; a beautiful future is created by us! Let us embrace the era with youth, ignite the future with life, and build our tomorrow with fiery passion! Festival

In the golden autumn, the weather is pleasant, It was the National Day, and our family went to visit my grandma. Grandma is over 70 years old this year, but she has good hearing and vision and is in very good health. Grandma's happiest time is when her children return to their hometown from all over the country during the New Year and festivals, and the whole family gathers together with more than 20 people.

No, grandma came back with a basket full of shrimps, crabs and fish and was happily greeting the neighbors. Her hearty smile could be heard from afar.

Grandma’s home is far away in a water town in Jiaxing, Zhejiang. In the past, transportation was very inconvenient. To get to grandma's house from Shanghai, you have to take a train and change to a ship. You start from home in the morning and arrive at grandma's house at three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Since I am particularly prone to motion sickness, my mother goes to visit my grandmother once a year, while I can only visit once every two or three years. Today, it was already ten o'clock in the morning when my uncle drove to pick us up. He also said that grandma was waiting for us to have lunch. Is it too late? I don't quite believe it. We got in the Buck van, got on the A4 highway, and then took the East-West Avenue. Ah, it only took an hour!

In my memory, coming up from the ship dock, walking through the old street paved with bluestones, and walking through a long and narrow alley, I found my grandmother’s home. They were three old houses by the river, with white walls and black tiles. The wooden windows along the river are open and hung with bamboo curtains. You may think that it is very elegant, classical and romantic, but the real life is: the kitchen and the living room are together, and the gas from the briquette stove is permeating, making grandpa unable to I kept coughing; there was no bathroom at home, and my grandma had to carry the toilet to empty it every day; there were heavy floods during the rainy season, and river water poured into the house, and the old furniture exuded an unpleasant musty smell... What worries grandma the most is that when the children come back during the holidays, how will so many people live there? So grandma often said: "Oh! It would be great if I could move to a bigger house sometime!" This year, grandma's dream finally came true. The ancient town was renovated and the elderly moved into a new building. Now, what is displayed in front of us is: a beautiful small bungalow with glazed tiles shining in the sun and a pointed roof like a castle in a Western fairy tale. Walking into the large yard surrounded by bamboo fences, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree is fragrant, the pomegranate tree is full of fruits, the colorful chrysanthemums in the flower bed are blooming with smiling faces, and the little white cat is sleeping lazily in the sun... Stepping into the living room, it is spacious and bright. The kitchen and bathroom are clean and tidy. Gas, running water, and flush toilets are all available. What makes grandma most satisfied is that she can reserve a room for each of her children. Grandma was so happy that she couldn’t open her mouth from ear to ear.

Standing on the three-story roof of my grandma’s house, I looked up and saw the Shanghai-Hangzhou Expressway, the Sujia-Zha Expressway, and the East-West Avenue. Roads crisscrossed each other and led to all directions. Not far away, there is a rippled water chestnut field. Young girls are sitting in water chestnut barrels picking water chestnuts. Their bright clothes are hidden in the clear water of water chestnut flowers. Next to the river pond, there is a large grassland, which is a children's playground and a fitness area for the elderly. Every morning, grandma would go there for early exercise. Looking at such a beautiful garden building, you would never imagine that there were only a few low thatched huts here, inhabited by ragged foreigners. After moving into a new house and living in the garden, grandma's health is getting better and her spirits are high. She smiled and said to us: "Reform and opening up are so good! The town is getting more and more beautiful, life is getting better and better, and travel is getting more and more convenient. I heard that after the rail transit is repaired, it will only take half an hour to get here from Shanghai." At that time, you have to come back every week. It is best to go out early and come back late, and come to accompany my old lady every day, hahaha..."

Listening to my grandma's hearty laughter, I felt very emotional. Yes, from the changes in my grandma’s house, I see that our old China is changing with each passing day. Ah, long live the motherland! This is you, this is me, this is the joy of the Chinese people!

Interesting facts

“Time is like water, life is like song.” In the passing time, we bid farewell to another stressful semester and ushered in another summer vacation.

"It's a holiday starting today." As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the students cheered: "It's a holiday! It's a holiday." What else the teacher said, no one heard clearly. Everyone is like a flying bird, freed from the shackles of books. They rushed out and headed home.

When I walked out of the classroom, I took a deep breath. I feel like a single-color hydrogen balloon. During the school days, the teacher held me tightly. It was holiday, and the teacher relaxed the thread in his hand and let me fly to the place of my dreams.

It feels so good to have a vacation. I slept until about ten o'clock in the morning before opening my sleepy eyes. Get dressed leisurely and don't have to worry about your parents urging you. Savor the Wuhan snacks carefully. The cool breeze from the air conditioner made me think of my classmates. Like me, they must be enjoying the coolness brought by air conditioning at home at this time.

It feels so good to have a vacation. I walked past my parents deliberately with an idle book in my arms. There were smiles on their faces, as if the idle books they had originally opposed no longer looked like idle books.

It feels so good to have a vacation!

2. Chapter of Pain

Good days always seem to be so short. For me, who will be a graduate next year, such good days will be even more short-lived.

In order for my grades to improve by leaps and bounds in my final year. My mother set a goal for me: seize every day of the holiday.

Mother’s fate is difficult. My good days ended quickly. The daily study tasks are actually even fuller than when I was in school. From what time to what time do you study English, what time do you finish your homework, what time do you study mathematics, and what time do you study Chinese. After my mother carefully arranged the time, I didn't even have any time to play. How annoying! Like this. My summer vacation life is so enjoyable.

I actually miss my school days.

Usually, in school there are just more restrictions, more fatigue in class, and more homework... But if you experience it with your heart, you can find that the friendship between classmates is actually very pure, and the study and life are not only very regular, And the intense study and life are actually very fulfilling. Nowadays, I can’t hear the sweet ringing, I can’t see the cheerful figures of my classmates, I can only hear my mother’s endless nagging, and I can only see the seriousness on my father’s face. I am only filled with helplessness and endless troubles.

3. Chapter of Anger

During the summer vacation, the students were like unrestrained birds, without the heavy burden of study, without the intermittent nagging of mothers, and in their own Fly freely in the space, play to your heart's content by the swimming pool, let the crystal water droplets jump around, go to the picturesque East Lake, experience the unique style of the lake soaking people's shirts, walk into the bustling supermarket, and taste the The coolness brought by the air conditioner, sitting in front of the computer desk, let the computer keyboard play the beautiful music of "crackling" between your fingers. And what about me? Not only were they assigned suffocating study tasks. Moreover, parents have also lost their original status.

Think back to the days when you were in school. Every morning, my mother would get up early and serve me a nutritious breakfast specially designed for me. But now is the time. My stomach growled with hunger, my mother pushed my father, and my father pushed my mother. In the end, they all agreed that I was unreasonable and stayed at home during the holidays but did not let my parents sleep in and have a good rest. I'm so inconsiderate of my parents' hard work. In the end, I had to study hungry until noon, skipping breakfast.

In the afternoon, I am doing exercises. My father shouted outside: "Daughter, give us a glass of water." It turns out that while I was at home on vacation, I didn't have to worry about affecting my study. Dad invited a group of colleagues to come and "code the Great Wall". Okay, now I poured a glass of water, and the answer I just thought of was suddenly forgotten. Normally I can write four exercises in an afternoon, but now I can only write one in an afternoon. I used to complain that I was lonely and bored at home alone. What now? It was lively, but he became a waiter.

. Everyone looks forward to winter in the summer, and looks forward to summer in the winter. When school starts, I look forward to the holidays, but as soon as the holidays come, I want to go to school again. This awareness is particularly strong this summer.

Reading

At the beginning of summer vacation, I have loved reading since I was a child, so I made a reading plan early.

I read Gorky's "Childhood, My Classmates, In the World", Lu Xun's "The Scream", Xie Wanying's "The Complete Works of Bing Xin Children's Literature", Liu Yang's "The Wizard of Oz", and Mrs. Stowe's "The Wizard of Oz" as planned. "Uncle Tom's Cabin", Carroll's "Alice in Wonderland" and several other works by famous Chinese and foreign writers.

I basically bought these books from various bookstores. My savings were not too much, but I wanted to buy the books I liked. At first, I had no choice but to save money to buy those expensive books. Later, I gained experience and started to learn from those forgotten books. Found many good books. Among them are classics, fairy tales, poems, novels, and essays... No matter Chinese or foreign, the writing is so fascinating that I have gained a lot of knowledge that cannot be found in textbooks, and I also have many thoughts and experiences. The tip of the pen reveals Momentary feelings.

Among the books I have read, the one that left the deepest impression on me was Lu Xun's "The Scream". "The Scream" profoundly exposed the cruelty of the old feudal society. From it, I also read the cruel scene of "the wine and meat in the wealthy families smelled bad, and there were frozen bones on the road." From "Diary of a Madman" to "Kong Yiji" to "The True Story of Ah Q", from "The Storm" to "Hometown" to "Social Drama", there is no article that does not use sharp writing to communicate with the people who oppress the people in feudal society. Fighting with sharp knives and guns in his hands, his sharp writing made the Kuomintang reactionaries frightened. Both his articles and his patriotism are so awe-inspiring. Although we have now entered a new society and are no longer satisfied with food and clothing or even a well-off life, the spirit of the older generation cannot be lost.

In my opinion, reading is the best way of entertainment and recreation in life. It can not only give people endless knowledge, but also give people unlimited fun and cultivate the ability to deal with others.

When people are lonely, reading becomes the greatest pleasure. At this time, it is not only a tool for people to enrich their knowledge, but also an entertainment product. When people look at it at this time, they will feel happy and relaxed; and when people are dealing with affairs, they can best use the abilities gained from reading. There are endless things that are beneficial to oneself from reading, and ability is one of them. Reading more good books will be beneficial to oneself. If you can not just use the knowledge in books in practice, , but constantly innovating on the basis of the knowledge in the book, combining it with your own reality, and using it flexibly is the highest state of reading good books.

“Books are the ladder of human progress.” This is a famous saying of Gorky, and it is also a famous saying that praises books. From this sentence we can see how important the book is in the world and how precious its value is. As Grandpa Gorky said, books one by one are like stairs one by one, allowing people to climb to the top. But the road to climb to the peak is steep and dangerous, and it takes a lot of effort to climb up. Reading some different books is like climbing a ladder, which is also very helpful for yourself, but you must also be able to choose books.

A good book is like a priceless treasure made up of diamond-like thoughts and pearl-like words. The knowledge and wisdom contained in it are so precious. Books can really be described as human beings' mentors and spiritual food! On the contrary, if we read those unhealthy books that collect almost all the dirty things in the world, we are not mastering knowledge and looking for fun, but degenerating ourselves and making ourselves vulgar and ignorant.

In a book, it will make you cry with sadness and sympathy; sometimes it will make you laugh; sometimes it will make you feel like you are there; sometimes it will Make yourself feel like you are a world away from it.

I think books are good teachers and friends and spiritual food. What reason do we have not to study hard?

What is reading experience? In fact, it is not difficult to write about your reading experience. You should write down your own gains and thoughts from reading. Expressed in accurate language, it is a "reading experience". Of course, reading experience is indeed more complicated and difficult than the three types of reading notes: excerpting, drawing and writing, and reading summaries. A thick book, a long article, so much content, where should I start? What should be written? Don’t be afraid. As long as you really gain insights from reading, you will have something to write about and you will definitely be able to write well.

Pay attention to three issues:

First, write clearly what content in a book, article, or poem has inspired and educated you. It should make people feel that this is really the impression of reading a book, an article, or a poem. If you don’t closely follow the book or article you read and discuss it in a general way, it is not a post-reading review. People will not know where your thoughts come from. However, when reciting the content of the article in the book, you must pay attention to conciseness, quote content that can explain the problem, and do not excerpt large paragraphs. The second is to write clearly how you felt after reading a book or article? What education did you receive? Write your thoughts very clearly and not vaguely. In other words, you must write down what you “get” in your heart. Otherwise, if you have copied a large section of the book and have no experience, or not much experience, then how can you call it reading experience?

The third is to have analysis. Some students often write their thoughts after reading into two paragraphs: The first is about how it is written in the book, and I copied a large section. The second paragraph contains a few simple phrases, what spirit I have learned, and what I plan to do in the future. Written this way, the content seems very thin. A post-reading review must include an analysis. A certain point in a book or an article is well written and inspires you. Then you should talk about: What is good about it, what inspired you, or what makes your writing unique, what is "special", what is "wonderful", and write these feelings out in an analytical and specific way. This article The content of reading experience is rich and substantial.