Winter vacation diary (65438+ 10 1 till February 20th)

On February 10, XX, it snowed heavily on Wednesday.

Early in the morning, when I heard a positive wind blowing, I got up to watch. I can't open my sleepy eyes. When I looked carefully, it turned out that the outside was completely covered. There are fewer people exercising in the park, and only goose feathers and heavy snow can be seen flying in the sky, which is very beautiful. I forgot to get up when I was thinking about it.

This snow is the first heavy snow in Ningxia, and it is also my most unforgettable one. Because 14 is Spring Festival travel rush. I like winter best. Winter is the last season of the year. Walking in the snow is a romantic thing.

On this day, although I didn't play outside, I watched TV and played computer at home. Looking outside, I really want to go out, but because I am lazy and want to be beautiful in the snow, I will stay at home! ! !

Grade 7 of Pingluo No.4 Middle School in Ningxia: Yang

Winter vacation diary composition (2)

Denglinpingshan

-winter vacation diary (rainy and snowy days on the fourth day of the first month)

Yin Jie

I got up late on the morning of the festival. I opened the window. Ah, everything is white and silent. It snowed last night. To my surprise, my mother suggested climbing Linping Mountain.

After breakfast (actually at noon 12), we set off with my cousin's family and my good friend Tao Tao, who spent the New Year in my home. I drove to the foot of Linping Mountain, bought a ticket, entered Linping Park and started my trip to Pingshan in high spirits.

When I walked across a meadow, I heard my mother calling me from behind. I look back. Oh, we left a big meadow. The lawn scenery has really been unveiled. A little green grass, tall shirt trees and blue sky revealed in the snow make it feel far away. "son, give mom one", "stand still and say eggplant", "crack!" Mom's bright smile is fixed in the camera.

The mountain climbing continues, and the wind blows on my face, but I don't feel cold anymore. On the contrary, there is a hot air. Before long, we came to the tomb of the martyrs and immediately felt the solemn atmosphere. Needless to say, we took another set of photos here.

After a short rest, I set off at once. Along the way, the pine trees and snow on both sides were so intoxicating that the beautiful scenery was copied in my camera. After walking for a long time, I finally reached the top of the mountain sweating. A tall attic looms in the clouds, which is really a bit of an artistic conception of "how many towers are misty and rainy". When we walked to the square in front of the attic, a circular sculpture stood in the middle, engraved with some elusive patterns (perhaps only our side could not understand its meaning). I knew my mother who loves taking pictures would never let go of this background. Sure enough, my mother spoke, so each of us posed some of our favorite shapes in front of the sculpture, and Tao Tao and I also took photos.

Into the attic, stainless steel columns stand in front of you. Although the fountain does not spray water, you can feel the spectacular scene when spraying water. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of tourists will gather when the first pavilion in Donglai opens.

Start going home. On the way, I had a snowball fight with my cousin. She was beaten out of the water by me and ran straight down the hill. Her feet still hurt at night.

Today's mountaineering is over, and I always feel that this day is particularly fulfilling and the happiest day in the winter vacation.

Winter vacation diary composition (3)

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.

Sixth grade: Su Yazi

Winter vacation diary composition (4)

Weather on Saturday, February 4, XX: sunny

Starting from yesterday, my father announced that he began to enter the "first-level preparation state". This sentence has two meanings. First, I left school soon. Second, the homework is basically untouched.

I walked into Boda Cambridge Garden this morning, and I was very uneasy from the first step into the classroom. Why? Because with my innate magical feeling, I was told that my end would come after 12: 00 and 10.

Time flies, I thought that two long hours passed quietly, and the claws that "caught" me into the working state also came quietly. Dad rushed back to grandpa's house as quickly as possible and greeted me with the "last lunch". I don't know if God and Tathagata heard my voice and won me the opportunity to watch TV in my room after dinner.

A movie ended soon, and my father finally couldn't help being excited (dragging me to do my homework). He quickly pulled me downstairs, got out of the car without looking back, and flew home at a speed exceeding the fastest speed.

When I got home, the first thing my father did was to assign a "fighting" task. According to his meaning, I will be rewarded for playing basketball when I finish writing. I thought to myself: what kind of reward is this? Obviously, I want to exercise. Where's Dad? I don't know why he helped me write my poem first, and then asked me to write it. At the beginning, my hands were always relaxed, and I screwed up before I wrote enough ten words. Zhang Zhengui's paper was wasted in vain, and my mood finally calmed down. I felt that writing a preface to Lanting Collection was more than enough. As the saying goes, the next time is less than fifteen minutes. However, mistakes are inevitable. Dad scraped the wrong place with a paper cutter (gently scraped a layer of paper) and asked me to make up for it, then let me go downstairs.

I swept the team on the basketball court, just as I was about to shoot. At this critical moment, my father blocked the basket from suffering.

It can be said that money cannot buy time. The day is coming to an end. I hope I can do more homework, shoot more shots and eat more tomorrow.

Grade 5, Shi Qi Central Primary School, Zhongshan City: Liao Zhengyang

Winter vacation diary composition (5)

February 4, XX

If this is a memorable composition, I must make the title "The Liar We Worked Together in Those Years". Although a bit indecent, this topic is the best. Why do you say that?

Today, I am with two friends, one is Ming and the other is Tu. We are in Ming's home because Ming got a sky-high costume in the game. So it attracted the attention of many scammers and received a lot of emails. You don't have to look at it to know that they are all liars, and one of them left a phone number.

So, we call from the landline. The phone was dialed, and none of us dared to speak. After all, the other party is a stranger. The other party kept talking, but we kept silent and challenged his limit; A liar is a liar after all, and he is patient. He waited patiently for our reply, because it was related to the success or failure of his deception. The other party is an adult, and the phone announced that the other party's number is not from the mainland. Tu finally picked up the receiver, spoke quickly, and communicated with each other in very authentic Gucheng dialect. No wonder the other party doesn't understand. After painting, I was so tired that I gasped, and the other person was unusually calm: "What did you say? Say it again. " Tu lost patience and pressed the receiver.

So the three of us began to discuss how to teach the liar a lesson, and finally reached an understanding that the liar would call again.

After a while, this guy sent a web address to Ming, saying that he was sent a point card from Zhang Yuan, so that he could directly access the account. Ming entered the web page, but did not enter the account number. Because nine times out of ten it is a phishing website.

Five minutes later, the liar really called to ask if there was a charge. Ming boldly picked up the receiver and began to "tease" the liar. "Why did I get poisoned as soon as I entered that website, and then the screen blue screen of death, and now I can't start it?" The liar was finally in a hurry. "Why, there is no problem with that network?" Just when the liar was mad, I took the recording I just downloaded from the Internet, turned it up and put it next to the microphone. The content of the recording is specially used to scold such a liar. I don't know what the liar said. I recorded it and he said it. The three of us laughed here. The other end of the phone finally hung up, and the first end was laughter, a joy of victory.

If you want to know what will happen next, read the weekly diary.

The next day: Cao Zhengqi

Winter vacation diary composition (6)

On October 27th, 65438, I went to Thames Town with my family and friends.

The so-called Thames town embodies European customs from the overall layout to the bricks and tiles. The houses, roads and shops in the town all introduced the style and residential characteristics of the small town on the Thames in England, which was exactly the same as what I saw in England. But because of the Chinese New Year, the shops are basically closed.

The first afternoon we came to the drunken pool. Zuibaitan is a famous scenic spot in Shanghai. It has a history of about 900 years from the predecessor of this garden. The park covers 76 acres. Drunken white pool has the style of lining forest, mountain and stone pool in Jiangnan gardens in Ming and Qing Dynasties. There are many historical sites in the park. It is said that there are more than 100 years of ancient ginkgo, ancient camphor tree and peony.

Go to a pavilion and look around. The surrounding scenery is as charming as a fairyland in a poet's poem. Green willows, winding stone bridges, brown pavilions and mirror-like matcha lake are integrated into one, just like a landscape painting. Standing in the middle of the bridge and looking into the distance, you can see more trees. I believe that if this kind of scenery is seen by writers or poets, it will definitely be moved by it.

Go on along the winding stone road and cross a doorway. You can see a stone slab on which dozens of deer are running in one direction. Nine deer heads turned back, and only one was still looking forward. I heard that it is a legendary high-end atmospheric grade "Ten Deer and Nine Returns" stone carving.

The next afternoon, we finally came to the good place I dreamed of-Zhongshuge.

With the concept of "finding a good book for every reader and finding a reader for every good book", we have built such a dream study for every guest 3. The biggest difference between here and ordinary study is that it is really an ocean of books. There are all kinds of books on the ceiling, on the floor, on the wall, and even on the stairs and corridors. As soon as I stepped into the door, I couldn't wait to enter the sea of books, immersed in thick books, and sat for an hour or two. It was not until my parents urged me to leave that I reluctantly put down the book. I wish I could go to a place like this again.

Day 1: Meng Jingyan

Winter vacation diary composition (7)

I got up late on the morning of the festival. I opened the window. Ah, everything is white and silent. It snowed last night. To my surprise, my mother suggested climbing Linping Mountain.

After breakfast (actually at noon 12), we set off with my cousin's family and my good friend Tao Tao, who spent the New Year in my home. I drove to the foot of Linping Mountain, bought a ticket, entered Linping Park and started my trip to Pingshan in high spirits.

When I walked across a meadow, I heard my mother calling me from behind. I look back. Oh, we left a big meadow. The lawn scenery has really been unveiled. A little green grass, tall shirt trees and blue sky revealed in the snow make it feel far away. "son, give mom one", "stand still and say eggplant", "crack!" Mom's bright smile is fixed in the camera.

The mountain climbing continues, and the wind blows on my face, but I don't feel cold anymore. On the contrary, there is a hot air. Before long, we came to the tomb of the martyrs and immediately felt the solemn atmosphere. Needless to say, we took another set of photos here.

After a short rest, I set off at once. Along the way, the pine trees and snow on both sides were so intoxicating that the beautiful scenery was copied in my camera. After walking for a long time, I finally reached the top of the mountain sweating. A tall attic looms in the clouds, which is really a bit of an artistic conception of "how many towers are misty and rainy". When we walked to the square in front of the attic, a circular sculpture stood in the middle, engraved with some elusive patterns (perhaps only our side could not understand its meaning). I knew my mother who loves taking pictures would never let go of this background. Sure enough, my mother spoke, so each of us posed some of our favorite shapes in front of the sculpture, and Tao Tao and I also took photos.

Into the attic, stainless steel columns stand in front of you. Although the fountain does not spray water, you can feel the spectacular scene when spraying water. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of tourists will gather when the first pavilion in Donglai opens.

Start going home. On the way, I had a snowball fight with my cousin. She was beaten out of the water by me and ran straight down the hill. Her feet still hurt at night.

Today's mountaineering is over, and I always feel that this day is particularly fulfilling and the happiest day in the winter vacation.

Winter vacation diary composition (8)

The winter vacation diary (original) cannot be reproduced. As soon as I heard the word "winter vacation", I was very excited, especially after the end of this semester. You know, this is my first winter vacation in middle school! From now on, I will plan carefully, not only to get enough rest, but also to enrich myself with it.

First of all, I want to sleep soundly in a warm bed. As the saying goes, people who don't sleep are tired. At school, I go out early and return late every day, get up before dawn, and I am very tired every day. I always doze off in class, and my teachers and classmates say I'm going to be a dozer. I can't help it. After these days, I will sleep it for three days and nights without opening my eyes. After sleeping enough, I started my second plan: learning English.

Learning English is the highlight of my winter vacation. Two days ago, I read a piece of news in the newspaper. An old man in his seventies has been studying foreign languages hard since China won the right to host the Olympic Games. Now he can speak fluent English. This makes me very moved. I also plan to learn fluent English and try to become a small "English expert" as soon as possible. Therefore, during the winter vacation, I will study grammar seriously, master the words above 1000, and insist on reading simple English works. At the same time, we should also listen to English tapes, practice daily conversation, improve our oral expression ability, and lay the foundation for being a volunteer tour guide in Beijing in xx years.

Besides studying English hard, I will also feast my eyes on some famous literary works during the winter vacation, such as grimm's fairy tales, childhood, Harry Potter on the journey to the west and so on. In this winter vacation, I will also travel in the ocean of literature.

Of course, there is also a traditional festival of our people in China-Spring Festival. Spring Festival this year. I want to go back to my hometown with my parents and spend the New Year with my grandparents. I will use the spare money saved this semester to buy a bottle of good wine for my grandfather and a pair of warm cotton shoes for my grandmother to express my filial piety to them.

In this winter vacation, I plan to do many things. I will make full use of it, control it rationally, and let my winter vacation life live a full and meaningful life.

Usually after dinner, I always play the violin first, but today is unusual. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. My family has an appointment to make cakes in the yard to enjoy the moon.

As the sun sets, the sky gradually darkens, and the night god covers the earth with black clothes. After a while, the moon girl came out. She smiled from the east and slowly turned into a white and bright silver plate, sprinkling soft and bright moonlight on beautiful people, like sprinkling a thin layer of frost on the earth, which reminded me of Li Bai's poem "Will there be frost at the foot of my bed?" . The color of the moon was golden at first, and then it slowly passed through the white clouds like smoke and rose slowly. At that moment, the moon turned white and hung high in the dark blue night sky. It dedicated all its light to the boundless earth, making the darkness brighter.

After enjoying the moon, I started a cake-making competition with you. First, I started with my sister. She held the dice in her hand, then closed them and kept shaking them. She put them above the edge of the bowl. With a jingle, the dice immediately left my sister's hand and jumped into the bowl. My sister got three reds, and I cried with excitement. Everyone applauded her. In applause, my sister proudly took away the prize-a box of soft-haired toothbrushes with a butterfly shape in the middle, which can be bent to make the toothbrush clean teeth better.

Next, it's my uncle's turn to roll the dice. He grabbed three dice with his left hand and three dice with his right hand, shook them together, put the dice together, and shook them hard again, constantly saying, "Champion, Champion, come out quickly." As soon as the hand was put down, the dice immediately fell into the bowl. When everyone saw it, they cried in surprise. Children, you should guess what my uncle threw, right? I'm telling you, he threw it into the top five. He danced with joy.

It's my turn to roll the dice. I grabbed six dice in one hand, shook them in my hand, and then spread out against the edge of the bowl. There was nothing.

Sixth grade: geek boy

Winter vacation diary composition (9)

February 6, XX

When I open my eyes, I always feel a little dry in my throat. When I swallow a mouthful of saliva, I feel my throat hurts like a needle. Touch your head again and find it a little hot. What's going on here? Are you sick? According to my past experience, I poured a glass of water at 100℃ and drank it all at once. Water flows into my body from my mouth, and my stomach and throat are warmed by hot air. I immediately hid in bed, covered myself with the quilt, and soon realized that I was sweating all over. I felt my head stop burning. I quickly got dressed, folded the quilt, washed it and served it. I looked down and a bowl of delicious tremella soup appeared in front of me. I smacked my lips and stared at my breakfast. You see, that jujube is not only big, but also the meat inside is open. I wolfed down my breakfast.

In the afternoon, I came to the classroom with a small bag on my back, ready to receive my report card. The Chinese teacher came into the classroom and gave a lesson to some people who didn't do well in the exam. Then I have a stack of test papers, and the teacher asked me to hand them out. A group of six people "ran" back and forth between the podium and the students.

"How so many papers? Will die. " "I'm not going to spend the winter vacation." ..... but complaints filled my ears. Only I said to them with a good attitude: you don't understand, you don't know the meaning of winter vacation. Winter vacation is actually to let us go home and do our homework, you know. The Chinese teacher briefly said the requirements of homework and walked out of the classroom.

The Chinese teacher left and the math teacher came. The math teacher announced who should do what homework and who should be punished for doing it. I am happy "haha". I only need to do two papers. No sooner had the math teacher walked out of the classroom than the English teacher walked into the classroom. She explained the requirements of homework in detail and recommended New Concept English and Grimm's Fairy Tales to me ... ...

In this way, in the discussion of the students, the winter vacation began.