Diary of the sixth grade of primary school 1 "Plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold" comes from "Warning the World". Indeed, without some cold wind, how can there be fragrant plum blossoms?
So do people. If you want to achieve something, you must stand the wind and rain and be strong in adversity. Throughout history, which celebrity has made great achievements has not been tested? At that time, Fu Cha, the king of Wu, breached Du Yue, and Gou Jian was forced to bend his knees and surrender. He went to Wu with Fu Cha, served the King of Wu, and was pardoned and returned to China. Gou Jian has a gallbladder in his place of residence, and he should try it every day to remind himself of his humiliation. He highly valued sages such as Fan Li and Wen Zi. As he slowly recovered his strength, he made a "honey trap" and bowed to Prince Fu Cha. After ten years of hard work, we finally won the final victory.
Yes, if Gou Jian hadn't rallied after his failure and worked hard for 10 years, he might have been a loser forever, never meeting the light and "plum blossoms smell fragrant". There are many things that can explain "plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold" Sun Bin's sacrifice of his legs was Wei Jun's failure, and the Red Army soldiers sacrificed their blood and lives for the reunification of China. ...
My friends, we must firmly believe that there can be no bright tomorrow if we can't stand the test-"Plum blossoms come from bitter cold".
Diary of the sixth grade of primary school: 26 years has passed in a flash, and I will graduate soon. In these six years, an innocent and boring me, like a silkworm, has become a moth and a cheerful and humorous me. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, I feel very sorry. We just met, and suddenly we became classmates, friends and girlfriends. If I may, I'd like to say to the time, "Can you walk slowly?"
In these six years, I have learned the importance of friendship, and then I know that leaving each other is just like leaving brotherhood. Maybe separation is for a better reunion! I want to tell you what you were like when I first met you: On the first day of school, I took my mother's hand and came to Nan 'ou Campus of ouhai district Experimental Primary School, the land where seedlings were cultivated. Coming to 1 (2) class is very lively! I was fascinated by a group of laughter. I see you, like dozens of different dolls, each with its own characteristics: cheerful, cold and particularly funny classmates. I tried to loosen my mother's hand, play with them and blend in with this beautiful world. Here, I feel not only the love of my parents, but also the care of my teachers and the friendship of my classmates. During this wonderful time, I have benefited a lot.
Sharpen a sword in six years and take the exam in June. I believe that sunshine will always appear after a storm. I firmly believe that no pains, no gains. After six years of primary school, I understand many profound and affectionate mysteries, and let me know that unity is strength!
I hope we can meet again in the future. At that time, when we meet, I will definitely say to you, "Thank you for your company all the way!" " "
Diary of the sixth grade of primary school 3 When I was in the third grade of primary school, I especially envied a classmate. His father was engaged in real estate, so his family was very rich. He wears brand-name underwear all day and has countless pocket money, which makes many students in our class pester him all day and want to get some pocket money from him.
I have always fantasized about being a child like him. Although I know it is impossible, I still keep this fantasy in my heart.
Until one day, something happened that made me feel normal. It was a Sunday, and I invited my friend Yun to play in the park. If I want to cross the park, I must pass my classmate's home. When I passed by his house, I heard the cry of that classmate, followed by his father's scolding, followed by the quarrel between his mother and his father. Finally, the sound I heard was the sound of throwing things.
The next day, that classmate came to school as usual. He still wears brand-name clothes, but he has several scars on his face. I'll ask what happened yesterday. The classmate said sadly, "My dad often stays out all night because he plays cards all day. I just advised my dad to go home early, and then my dad scolded me for not saying this. He not only scolded me but also hit me, and then my mother and my father quarreled. Speaking of which, the classmate began to cry.
I said to myself, "Ordinary is the best and the most beautiful. 〞
Qiu Quanlong, GG class, the third primary school in Nankang.
Diary of the fourth grade of primary school This afternoon, Lin Qixiong set off a photo storm in the class.
Haha, look, this sound must be from him. He seems to have taken sleeping pills and been laughing. I saw a large group of girls chasing after him, shouting: Give me my phone back and delete the photos!
I can't help wondering: what are you doing? I didn't have time to think about it. He was already secretly looking for the target with his mobile phone! Next, I saw his sly smile. Needless to guess, this must be that he found the target of being teased. I was sighing, but I didn't expect that unlucky ghost to be me! I am lazy at my desk. Suddenly, Li Juan Jr. sitting next to me reminded me: "Xiao Ting, be careful, Lin Qixiong is coming." . Get down and cover your face. After his words, he came to me, and I quickly lowered my head. But this despicable Lin Qixiong still won't let me go. He followed my face with his mobile phone, and he took a picture of most of my face. I dare say that is the ugliest photo I have ever taken in my life. I was very angry. If this Lin Qixiong falls into my hands, he will be finished! I definitely want to tear him to pieces, grind him into powder and throw him in the toilet. Well, it can't vent my anger, and then he has the cheek to come again. Haha, I escaped this time. But when he promoted my photos everywhere, I was so angry that my lungs exploded, my teeth kept jumping up and down, and my eyes were almost crowded out. I gnashed my teeth and wanted to argue with him.
So a group of girls in the class are chasing a wanted man. From time to time, they are shouting: Give me my phone back! Delete photos!
Diary of the sixth grade of primary school: 5 leaves. My parents are out, leaving me alone at home. I remember my mother told me that I couldn't watch TV until I finished my homework. I don't think it matters anyway. We must do our homework, or we can watch TV for a while first
So, I sat on the sofa, turned on the TV with the remote control and watched cartoons. After a while, the car came. I quickly turned off the TV and went to open the door to see who it was. When I opened the door, it turned out to be a courier, which scared me. So, I turned on the TV and watched cartoons. Just when I was fascinated, my mother's car rattled downstairs. After I heard the sound, I quickly turned off the TV and began to do my homework. My mother quietly opened the door and saw that I was writing so carefully, so she smiled and praised me: "Our baby daughter is great." I secretly said proudly in my heart: hahahahahahaha ... fortunately, my mother didn't find me and scared the little darling. My mother came to see me and wrote only this little, saying, "Oh dear. Yishan, why do you only write so little? " My mother quickly doubted, and I quickly added, "I've been thinking." My mother nodded and told me to keep trying. My mother just walked into the living room, touched the TV and found it very hot. She said loudly, "Monday Mountain, don't you dare lie to me, you are watching TV." I walked up to my mother in frustration and said, "I'm sorry." I shouldn't have lied to you. "Mother said earnestly," It doesn't matter, son, as long as you correct your mistakes, you are a good boy. " I lowered my head in shame and said softly, "Oh. I see. I can't do this anymore.
From now on, I won't lie again.
Diary of Grade Six in Primary School 6 There are many traditional cultures in China, such as drama, couplets, paper-cutting, porcelain and so on. I want to introduce cheongsam to you.
At the beginning of the twentieth century, it was popular to wear short jackets with flared sleeves and sleeveless vests, and the jackets swung back and forth on the ground. Since then, some changes have been made to the hem, sleeves, lapels and collars of the cheongsam, with the addition of decoration, and the changes are complicated. However, it still maintains the straight and wide style of the old cheongsam vest, and adopts the traditional straight cutting method to show the graceful figure of women.
In the late 1920s and 1930s, cheongsam changed repeatedly in length, width, split height, short sleeves and low collar. 1929, influenced by short skirts in Europe and America, the cheongsam with a moderate length began to shorten, the hem shrank to the knees, and the cuffs became shorter and smaller. Later, there was a school uniform cheongsam, the hem was shrunk above the knee 1 inch, and the sleeves were western. This change has been criticized. 193 1 year later, the cheongsam began to lengthen and the hem drooped. It reached its peak in the mid-1930s, and the bottom of the robe hung down to cover your feet, which was called "sweeping cheongsam". The sleeves of cheongsam, which used to cover the wrists, were shortened to the elbows. After that, the sleeve length became shorter and shorter, shrinking to two inches below the shoulder, and there was almost no sleeve after 1936.
In Qing dynasty, the cheongsam didn't open the slit, and when the sleeves were shortened, the left slit was quietly opened. Later, the seam opened higher and higher, and gradually reached the knee to the thigh. Due to opposition, the robe once returned below the knee. However, as soon as the pressure dropped, the robe slit rose rapidly. After 1933, the wide slit cheongsam became popular.
Traditional cheongsam is straight up and down, plus a high collar. In the early thirties, with the passage of time, the waist of the robe began to shrink. After 1934, the curve of the female figure was finally fully revealed. Ear-high collars gradually became shorter, and later some became collarless cheongsam.
Cheongsam is not just these changes.
Diary of the sixth grade of primary school 7 I am xx years old this year. Before I was eight, I was timid. In the first grade, I met a dear teacher. To exercise our independence, let's go shopping by ourselves. The rules are: parents take their children to the supermarket, the children take a piece of paper with the name of the goods written on it, parents wait at the gate of the supermarket, and the children enter the supermarket to write the price of the goods on the paper. So on the afternoon of July 18, my mother and I went to Hualong Tesco Supermarket in No.4 Mine.
Arriving at the gate of the supermarket, my mother said, "Time has begun." I strode in and saw a dazzling array of colorful goods. I was dazzled and looked everywhere, but I couldn't find the goods written on the paper. What shall we do? I had an idea, "Yes, ask the staff". At this time, a staff member came over, and I got up the courage to go forward and said, "Aunt, where is Oreo?" Aunt smiled and pointed out the direction to put Oreos. I thanked my aunt, followed her direction and finally found Oreo. I wrote down on the paper that the price of Oreo is 16. 8 yuan.
In this way, I asked the staff if they couldn't find the goods. Soon, the price of goods on paper was recorded. I was so happy that I rushed to the supermarket door in high spirits and gave it to my mother. I said excitedly, "Mom, can I?" Let me buy things in the future. Now that I am grown up, I can work for my family! "Mom said," well, I'll let you buy it later. "
I gained a lot through this activity. I want to thank the teacher who organized this activity, the staff who helped me find the goods, and my mother who has always supported me and is my strong backing. I also understand: I should observe carefully everything I do in the future, think it over before I do it, and learn to love and care for my parents.
Diary of the sixth grade in primary school 8 There are always two or three things that break my heart in my life. When this is over, everyone will want time to go back. If only it were possible!
During the winter vacation of senior one, the teacher assigned a lot of homework, and I didn't take it seriously. I don't know anything but play every day. At that time, I was naive and didn't know how much "harm" it would bring me. My mother has been anxious to say to me, "Write quickly, a month is almost over." And I always answer unhurriedly: "Nothing, I'm sure I can finish it." Mother sighed and looked sad, but I didn't know anything. Time stepped into the date of school, but I didn't care. The day before school started, I began to worry. I'll catch up on my homework and prepare for the teacher's exam tomorrow. I have been doing my homework that day, and I didn't even have time to eat. Mom said, "I told you to write quickly, but you just didn't write, hey!" " "Say that finish, mother went into the bedroom. I can only secretly cry in my heart. 1 1 caught up with my homework at night, and all this was the result of my own work.
It's nothing. The next day, when I heard my classmates say that I finished my homework years ago, my heart suddenly fell off the cliff and broke. How painful my heart was, tears overflowed my eyes, but I immediately dried them. In order to hide this stupid thing from others, I can only cry in my heart
Time flies, but I'm not sure. I want to reach for it, but it has run far away; I want to run to catch up with it, but it doesn't wait for me; I want to keep it, but it has left me ... I can only say to myself, "I missed the last bus today, so I must make good use of the only bus home tomorrow."
Diary of the sixth grade of primary school 9 "Hum, I'm so angry." I walked to the old place where I met my old classmates with a look of indignation.
"Damn, it's about to eat, and my position is occupied by a fat man." Wang Sisi anxiously touched my stomach and asked, what are you going to do at noon? Let's play another game.
"no!" I said firmly, "I won't eat at noon today." What's the big deal? " ! It doesn't matter if you eat one more meal. ""That won't do, "cried Zheng Qian, pretending to be angry.
"But, I, I miss. You see, there is nothing left. " I cried as I talked. After all, I am still hungry.
They ignored me and ate by themselves. After a while, they each whispered a few words in each other's ears and left in droves.
I'm annoying them. I thought about it, and the more I thought about it, the more sad I became. Finally, I cried at my desk.
"Hey, Jiajia, look." Yang Siyu took the lead in taking out a bowl of glistening rice.
I complain that I can get a meal, but the problem is food.
Everyone took out their own meals and donated some food.
Many dishes jumped into my bowl at once: big steak, meatballs, braised pork, celery and eggs.
I was so moved that tears rolled into the bowl again.
This is really a happy lunch!
Diary of the sixth grade of primary school 10 In the early morning, the cold wind roared, and the wind blew the curtains through the window gap from time to time. I hid in the warm bed and dreamed comfortably. Just then, a familiar voice sounded in my ear: "Baby. Get up. " That's disgusting. Mom does this every day. Not annoying.
"Let's have something fresh." I curled up into a ball and said. Just finished eating, I smelled a fragrance. I lifted the quilt and looked, wow. I can't help but climb the colorful rice. Suddenly, the eight-treasure rice flew away, and it turned out to be my mother's ghost. Mom smiled, but she was a little reluctant. I guess she couldn't help it: "Look, mom cooked you colorful eight-treasure rice." My mother, holding a fragrant and steaming colorful eight-treasure rice in her hand, blinked at me, swallowed saliva, got into bed and covered her head, telling herself not to be cheated by her mother's "food temptation".
Mom, this meeting is bursting. After all, my mother is my mother, know me a little. I am afraid of being criticized by the teacher for being late for class, and I am also afraid of my own economic loss.
"Oh, dear. No, it's eight o'clock. I'm going to work. I won't give it away. " I stare big eyes, startled, quickly jumped out of bed and looked at the small alarm clock. Stop. It's only seven o'clock. Mom, you are exaggerating.
Seeing that I was still in my arms under the covers, my mother angrily rushed to my writing cabinet, grabbed my beloved piggy bank and threatened me, "Maybe there is too much money, so you have to give me some?" No, I'm so nervous that I want to "hold back" and say, "Take it. I am not afraid. " Mom saw my strong will and finally broke out.
"Get up." A deafening sound resounded through my ears. Mom is angry, but she wants to "k" me. I gave up. I got up quickly and lost my smile. ...
Alas. If only it were night all the time in the world.
After lunch at noon, I had nothing to do, so I picked up a book called "Top Student Question Bank". Open the chapter on negative numbers, read the previous explanation, and turn to the exercise section to do exercises. I watched the exercises first. Although there is a lot of content, it is very simple. I thought, "Hi! This is also called "top student question bank". It's so simple that I can do it with my eyes closed. "
So, I began to do the questions, fill in the blanks and judge the questions. I made two pages in a short time. Speaking of application problems, I thought it would be more difficult, so I read it carefully. This is not difficult at all. After two or three strokes, only one application problem was written. I scribbled the question. It's simple. No, it's accelerated. What are these "+15" and "-15" for? I'll think about it. I just can't answer the question. I read the question again, but I still can't. At this time, I thought of a formula I saw in a book, which seemed to be just right for this problem. I quickly turned out all the reference books on mathematics I bought, and read and reread them. Why not? I clearly saw this formula in the book, how could I not find it?
Facts are facts, so I flipped through the back answer: 200 ÷ (35+15)+200 ÷ (35-15) =14 hours. Why divide 200 by 35? At this time, I picked up the book "General Review of Primary School Graduation" and turned to the page about travel. There is a formula that makes me suddenly realize that it is like this: distance divided by speed equals time, and these plus fifteen and minus fifteen are addition and subtraction, not symbols.
Math problems really need to be understood carefully! It seems simple, but in fact it contains complexity. Whatever you do, be serious and don't underestimate it.
Diary of Grade Six in Primary School 12 I love my hometown-beautiful Gushan.
There is a beautiful mountain in my hometown, called Gushan. According to legend, there is a boulder on the top of the mountain, which looks like a drum. Whenever it is stormy, the boulder will make a drum-like sound, so people call it "Gushan". This is a charming place with lush trees and pleasant scenery.
In spring, the grass sticks out on the lonely mountain, and the trees pull out new branches and grow green leaves; Gorgeous flowers are blooming, red as fire, white as snow, yellow as gold, colorful and dazzling; Birds are chirping in the branches, as if to say, "Spring is coming, spring is coming, friends, get up quickly!" " "Then the little frog, the little squirrel, the little snake ... all the little animals woke up. From a distance, the whole lonely mountain has become a sea of flowers and a world of birds.
In summer, the trees on the lonely mountain grow luxuriantly, and the dense branches and leaves block the sunshine, just like holding up green umbrellas for people. In the early morning, a milky mist floated halfway up the mountain, just like a fairy's white skirt dancing with the wind.
In autumn, the upper forest of the lonely mountain is dyed and green and golden. When the autumn wind blows, pieces of yellow leaves fall from the trees. Some fly in the air like butterflies, some fly like orioles, and some spin lightly like dancers. How beautiful!
In winter, it snows at the top of Gushan Mountain, and snowflakes fly in the air like pieces of white goose feathers. The roofs, branches and roads are covered with white veils, just like a fairy tale kingdom with snowflakes flying all over the sky.
The lonely mountain is beautiful all year round, attracting many Chinese and foreign tourists. I love Gushan! I love my hometown!
Diary of the sixth grade of primary school 13 It was very cold and there was silence outside the window. The birds in the cage cried sadly, breaking the silence, but no one answered. The ice in my hand is American and tasteless.
The wind roared, and I watched the leaves flying with the wind and the dust flying all over the sky; The wind roared like a demon, as if to tear the sky apart. ...
Out of the house, I came to the street. This street is horribly deserted. Several birds flew in the sky and disappeared. Under the dim street lamp, occasionally cast a few slow shadows. Occasionally, a few cars sped by on the road, and all the pedestrians were dead.
The afterglow of the sunset reflects the clouds; Clouds, like dyes dyed red, are breathtaking. The horizon in the distance, from purple to red, from red to orange, is not a landscape, it is beautiful; Like an ancient scholar in red. Just nobody appreciates it. But they still do it without regrets, day after day.
How many times have clouds and the sky tried to shine, but no one appreciated it? How many times do we know that we can't do it no matter how hard we try, but again and again, we don't want to fall and get up again, leaving incurable scars on our bodies? Have you ever asked yourself why you did it? I don't know, but I have to do this if I want to.
Anyway, whatever the reason, please make one last effort before giving up.
The diary of the sixth grade in primary school 14 is great. It has been upgraded again. I should be in the third grade in September. You can write with an advanced pen. Yes
Today, I couldn't wait to take out my blue-and-white pen in my iron suit, poke out the nib, unscrew the pen body and reveal the ink storage bottle. I put the pen tip into the ostrich pure blue ink and only heard the sound of "cheep, cheep, cheep". Black ink is sucked into the ink storage bottle. No, no, how can it be black? I must have made a mistake, never. I put the pen in the ink and had a hard time sucking the ink into the ink bottle. "Bah, you dead pen, see how I can ok you." I was about to send this pen that was crawling to the west, but I accidentally pressed the little thing that could absorb ink and move up and down, so the ink as big as a bean fell off the pen like a meteor. In an instant, the ink turned into pure blue ink. Oh, I finally understand: the pen tip is used to suck and spit ink, and the little thing that can move up and down under the ink bottle of the pen body is used to compress the ink in the ink bottle and spit it out from the pen tip. After my mother's "Great Wall" gave me some advice, I finally understood that writing with pen words must be written obliquely.
Alas. It's too difficult to write with a pen. But I learned another knowledge: writing with a pen.
Diary 15, sixth grade, on holiday. My family went to Qingdao beach to play. The waves hit the rocks on the shore rhythmically, and the splashing waves spread like jade. The beach is not as hot as noon, so I feel soft and comfortable when I step on it barefoot. The sun in the west, the light is so soft, the sun emits reddish light, and the clouds next to it are dyed lavender or red.
I walked on the beach. Suddenly, I found a bright blue spot, so I quickly went to open it. It turned out to be a pair of shells together. I picked it up from the sand and looked at it carefully. Ah, what beautiful shells! In good condition, the surface is smooth, as if painted. I carefully opened two shells and saw that they were milky white and reddish. Looking closely, I found some brown patterns, which vaguely formed a beautiful pattern. One is like a thin and long waterfall pouring down from a steep cliff, and the other is like a boat sliding in the mountains. I put them together slowly. Wow, it's beautiful! Just two poetic landscape paintings!
I carefully showed it to my mother, and her mother said, "It's amazing!" " "I put this beautiful scallop away gently, and I believe it will definitely give my friends in my hometown a surprise.
Every trip, every discovery, every surprise, every harvest …
Travel makes me love life more!