500-word composition of weekend diary 1
I had a great time this weekend! Because there is not much homework, I have basically finished it, and even the most difficult weekly diary has been written at school. So I must plan how to spend this weekend. My weekend is up to me. I thought for a while and decided to live like this.
First, I'm going to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books. I'm already a frequent visitor there. I like reading all kinds of books. As long as there are interesting books, I will forget all about eating and sleeping. This weekend, I decided to buy Childhood, one of Gorky's autobiographical trilogy, and two other books, On Earth and My University, and then put them in my bag one by one after reading them, hee hee!
If I don't buy books, I will go roller skating in the citizen square. This place is wide and flat with trees and fresh air. I can enjoy skating in such a beautiful environment, and the teacher who teaches skating there has already known me as a child who loves skating. They often give me some good advice, which is very helpful for me to learn figure skating. I have begun to imagine that I put on skates, helmet, knee pads, elbow pads, gloves, hip pads and wrist pads. Wow, I'm really wearing armor. First I push the ice with one foot, then I slide forward with one foot, then I slide forward with one foot, then I slide forward with my foot in an arc, slide forward with my crossed steps, and slide backward with my foot … Oh! I can't wait to start my "ice trip" right away!
Or I'll go to my friend's house and we'll play Kongmingsuo together. Kongmingsuo, also called Bagua Lock, is said to have been invented by Kongmingsuo during the Three Kingdoms period. This three-dimensional mosaic toy looks like a perfect cross cube. You can take it apart with your brain, but it's not so easy to assemble it. But because it is difficult, we like to play. Oh! Kongmingsuo, I miss you from now on!
500-word composition II of weekend diary
Children, I want to tell you a little secret. Whenever the weekend comes, when you drop your schoolbags and have fun, you must not know where I am hiding, right?
Well, today, I will show you the mysterious place!
When the bus took us to the scenic spots in Dongjiekou Scenic Resort, some mysterious places came into view. A large independent house was painted into a red and green marine building, and the door was covered with flowers and trees. We like to come to a beautiful garden, stop for a moment and smell the fragrance.
Stepping on the fragrance all the way, I walked into the service hall on the first floor with a happy mood. The staff and volunteers here are seriously sorting out books.
"shh! Please be quiet, everyone! This is not a place to play! "
We crept to the second floor, which was no longer suitable for us. It was full of babies, some of whom had just learned to crawl when their parents brought them. There used to be many comic books for infants.
There are many rare books and bound volumes on the third floor, where many children can find useful knowledge.
This is the fourth floor, which is where I mysteriously go in and out every weekend.
Do you know where this is? By the way, this is the Fujian Youth Library.
I have borrowed many books here, including 100,000 whys, foreign fables, Chinese idiom stories and China folk stories.
Wait, there are still many unclear books waiting for me to read slowly. When I lift my extracurricular books, it's like giving myself energy and I'm hungry.
I think reading is a pleasure. I learned a lot from books and understood a lot of truth. "The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house", and I will continue to look for that piece of happiness that belongs to me.
Kids, are you coming?
Weekend diary 500-word composition 3
When I was a child, I looked forward to Saturday and Sunday every day. When I grew up, I hated the arrival of the weekend and couldn't wait for it.
Why is this? When I was a child, I could have fun as soon as I finished my homework on holiday. When I grow up, the internship class makes me run around.
My mother always thinks that I am inferior to others everywhere, so I am "full" on weekends. I really want to have fun. All right, take a look for me.
On Saturday morning, the sky was blue and clear in Wan Li. Today is a good day for an outing, but I am locked at home doing annoying homework, like a bird in a cage, unable to do whatever I want. I must do it quickly and well. Look at my bad luck!
Let me see, what shall we do on Saturday afternoon? I was listening to the composition, but fortunately I met a humorous teacher. The content is lively and interesting. I am really: "shit meets roses"! Look at that Sunday, I still can't get up early for math. In that cold winter, the wind was cold and there was a thin frost everywhere on the car. I should have enjoyed the warmth under the covers, but I shivered and learned interesting math. In order to learn math, I am not afraid of cold or freezing. I went home happily, but I was upset by grandma's constant chanting.
On Sunday afternoon, I finally got to work, but I was "constrained" by taking a shower. After taking a shower, it passed after three or four in the afternoon. Where else can I go?
I was "bound" by this annoying weekend, but I learned a lesson from it, a rare truth. I can reap happiness one by one in the things I hate most.
I wish my mother would stop arranging my weekend like this, which makes me feel very painful.
Weekend diary 500 words composition 4
Today is the weekend, and there will be classes tomorrow. I told my parents that I would work harder.
On Saturday morning, my father took me to the hospital where I saw my dentist last time. Many people saw my teeth. My father and I sat in the back row. I've been waiting for a long time and I'm a little impatient. My father couldn't sit still when he saw me.
I took out my cell phone and let me play it back. Finally, it was my turn. I skillfully took off my shoes and lay on the chair. Aunt told me to open my mouth, knock, suck and brush skillfully in my mouth ... and then I didn't feel it. I heard from my father that I was drugged. After a long time, my aunt said yes, and I can't eat until two hours later. Dad said it was 12 o'clock. Dad asked me where I was going, and I said I was going to grandpa's house.
Sunday is a tense day. My parents came to review Chinese and math for me. I write, do and read numbly according to their meaning. I feel very stressed and stupid. Why did my parents scold me this time? I cried when I couldn't work out some problems. Later, my mother took me down to play, and I told my mother that I couldn't do it. My mother said that I would never do it again. Don't cry, because I am a man. I told my mother that I would work harder next time.
In the evening, my mother accompanied me to recite three ancient poems. My mother said I didn't recite it a few days ago, but today I did. My mother also helped me find Confucius' things. Confucius was a thinker in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, with more than 3,000 sons, seventy-three regular, advocating the doctrine of the mean and Confucianism ... My father told me that I would come back on Tuesday to tell him what I saw and help me keep a diary.
Weekend diary 500-word composition 5
I like catching butterflies very much. I watch them carefully every time I catch them. This weekend, I went to the grass to catch butterflies again.
I walk on the green grass. At this moment, I saw a cabbage butterfly fall from the tree and land on a leaf. I rushed over and saw it standing on a leaf. I wanted to play with it, so I blew on it. It didn't move. I thought it was sleeping, so I touched it with my hand. It immediately fell and fell to the ground. I thought it must be frozen, so I picked it up carefully with my hands, breathed a few hot breaths into it, and immediately covered it with my hands folded to keep warm.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes ... Ten minutes later, I felt my hand itch, and I thought it must have woken up. I spread out my hands, and it flew slowly, jumping on my face for a while and circling around me for a while, as if thanking me. I watched the butterfly dancing happily on the grass, while enjoying the beautiful dance of the butterfly, and ran around on the grass with its flight route, so I spent a pleasant afternoon with it.
It's getting dark, and it's time to eat before you know it. I wanted to give it back to nature, but I was afraid it would freeze again, so I found hay to make a warm grass nest for it and put it in gently. But after a while, it flew out and stopped on my pants, as if holding my leg and reluctant to leave. I had to put it in the grass nest again and say to it, "Butterfly, I will play with you next time, ok?" It seems to understand my words, quietly stopped in the grass nest, as if sweetly asleep.
I found this weekend very interesting, because I not only observed my favorite butterfly, but also saved it.
Weekend diary 500-word composition 6
Today is another boring weekend, my mother is going out again, and I have become an animal under house arrest.
After lunch, my mother repeatedly said to me, "Nuo Nuo, you write your composition at home and my mother will check it at night." .
Oh, my ears are calloused. I am always asked to write a composition.
"How boring!" There is nothing to play at home except the computer. Are there any children nearby? Some are also below the second level. Alas, I can only play online games and watch movies online.
I took out my composition book and began to write my composition. It says ... 1 hour has passed. The composition was finally written, and I began to turn on the computer to play games online. I was playing when the doorbell rang. I looked out through the cat's eye, and my father came back. I opened the door and saw my father still holding a bag of things in his hand. Let me open it. Wow, it's hamburgers and coke! I play games while eating hamburgers and coke!
I know I haven't grown up yet, and I still need to grow up under the protection of my parents, but I hope I can stand on my own feet.
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