Time flies so fast, and one day has passed. During this day, you must have some interesting experiences around you. Please record them in your diary. So do you really know how to keep a diary? The following are 9 notes and diaries that I have compiled for you. You are welcome to learn from them and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you. Diary Part 1
This afternoon, Yin Zhonghua and I saw a small stall selling fried potato chips on the roadside, so we ran over curiously and wanted to have a taste. After Teacher Ding paid the money, he started the car, and the two of us stayed there and waited.
The stall owner first took out a potato, cut off a small piece of the top, and then put the potato into a green machine. There was a long tube inside the machine, and she poked it hard enough to penetrate the potato. Then she started "stirring" - the reason why she said it was like stirring was because she covered the potatoes with the machine, and then quickly pushed the pointer-like thing on the top of the machine (I don't know what it was called, it was probably like a pointer), and it rotated Round and round, like a whirlwind, no wonder it is called "whirlwind potato chips"! After more than ten seconds, the stall owner stopped pushing the pointer and took out the potatoes. I was confused, the potatoes looked the same as when they were put in! When the stall owner took out a long thin wooden stick and skewered the potatoes, I discovered that the potatoes had been twisted into pieces. The stall owner used his white-gloved hands to separate the connected potato slices, put the bunch of potato slices into the white powdery special seasoning, and then rolled it a few times in the special juice next to it. The stall owner told us that without adding these things, the potato chips cannot be fried. Then she handed the bunch of potato slices to the assistant beside her, who put the potato slices into the pot and fried them. I learned from their conversation that because the fire was relatively small, it took longer to fry the potato chips. After a while, I took the freshly fried potato slices, rolled them in sweet sauce, sprinkled some barbecue powder, and then put them into a plastic bag with satisfaction, and kept them in the car to taste them slowly.
The potato slices are not crunchy, but very sweet and soft. Coupled with the sweet sauce and barbecue powder, it feels very delicious, haha! Diary Chapter 2
There is always a smiling face in my mind. This face is full of wrinkles and looks extremely vicissitudes of life. He seems to always have a smile on his face, and that smile warms my heart.
It was an extremely cold day. I was wrapped in a ball shape, with a big cotton-padded jacket on my body and woolen pants underneath. However, the cold kept coming to me. I kept rubbing my horse with my hands. My ears were about to be frozen off, so I hurried to the newsstand downstairs to buy magazines.
Trembling, I took out my wallet from my pocket, tossed the money, picked up the magazine with my arm, and ran away. The magazine was wrapped with a thin layer of plastic film, which was dirty and stained. Dust, I reached out and removed the packaging bag with a bang, and threw it on the ground.
After walking a few steps, an old voice came from behind, "Kid, you...you...?" "What?" I turned around and saw a sanitation worker, wearing a uniform. He was wearing an extremely long green coat, with few of the huge holes left on it. He was holding a huge broom in his right hand and ran towards me hurriedly.
What? Do you want to teach me a lesson for throwing the paper on the ground? Do you want to be fined? When I think of this, I feel scared, and my heart seems to be blown through by the cold wind. I turned and ran.
"Kid, wait...wait..." He shouted behind me, his voice seemed to be torn apart by the cold wind, very hoarse, I turned around again, his feet The bulky black shoes seemed to restrict his feet, making it impossible for him to walk.
When he ran up to me, I could clearly see his face. He was very thin and had countless wrinkles on his face. He did not wear the big hat that ordinary sanitation workers should have. And in this way, I can even see his vague white hair, disheveled by the cold wind. He was breathing heavily and touching his chest with his hands. Finally he smiled, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to fall off. He He said, "Kid, you dropped your wallet. I picked it up at the newsstand. Take it and be careful in the future." Finally, he smiled at me again, turned around and left.
I stared at his back blankly, holding the wallet tightly in my hand. My hands were shaking from the cold, and my wrist had no strength, but I could feel the My wallet was warm. When I looked down at it, I seemed to see the old man’s wrinkled smile, which made my heart suddenly become extremely warm. Diary Part 3
Whenever I think of the paper lanterns in my hometown, the scene of a group of children carrying paper lanterns laughing and playing in the streets comes to my mind.
When we were young, after the Spring Festival, we children looked forward to the Lantern Festival. On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, there was a market in the village. Lao Shi rode a tricycle loaded with large and small paper lanterns to the market to sell. The lanterns he made were exquisite and thick. People in the village will spend a few cents to buy a paper lantern for their children, and on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, they will let the children touch the paper lanterns on the street. Touching lanterns is an old custom in my hometown. On the night of the Lantern Festival, children gather in the streets and alleys with paper lanterns, bumping the paper lanterns against each other to see whose lantern is strong and who has quick eyesight and quick hands.
On the Lantern Festival, after nightfall, carrot lanterns light up at the door of every house. The radish lamp is cut from a white radish and is shaped like a lamp. The top is hollowed out and cotton oil and a wick are put inside. Adults say that lighting radish lanterns during the Lantern Festival can ward off evil spirits and protect the house. After the children had eaten the glutinous rice balls, they hurriedly lit the red candles and put them into paper lanterns, then picked up the bright lanterns and went into the streets. People in the village also went to the streets and alleys to look at the lights. It is said that looking at the lanterns will make the days bright, warm and prosperous.
The streets and alleys are like a galaxy of bright stars. Bright paper lanterns flicker in the streets. I carried paper lanterns and ran around in the streets. There were many colorful paper lanterns in front of me. The shapes include round, square, butterfly, and lotus; the colors include red, yellow, blue, and green. The paper of the lantern is painted with figures, flowers, birds or twelve zodiac animals.
A friend ran up to me carrying a paper lantern and said, "Let's touch the lantern." I looked at his paper lantern and said, "Okay." We shouted "Lantern Festival," together. Lantern Festival, the lanterns were broken and I went home to sleep." As soon as we finished speaking, we stepped forward, and the two paper lanterns swayed and collided together. I saw that they were quite damaged, and the red candles inside were still lit. Next, we have to fight for a few more rounds until one side's paper lantern or red candle is extinguished or damaged by collision, and the winner is determined. Then the winner continues to find his opponent to challenge. The full moon climbed higher and higher in the sky, and the hazy and cold moonlight enveloped the lively village. Late at night there are not many paper lanterns left in the streets. When there were only two paper lanterns left in the streets, people gathered around them, whistling, cheering, and watching them duke it out.
When I was fourteen or fifteen years old, I became an older child, and my parents no longer bought me paper lanterns during the Lantern Festival. Paper lanterns are abandoned by my age. Later Lao Shi died of illness. His son would rather leave his hometown and work in a factory in the city than inherit his father's craft of making paper lanterns. I never saw paper lanterns again in my hometown. The custom of lighting lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in my hometown has also disappeared. Diary Chapter 4
There is a college student who spends five yuan to take a taxi to school every morning when he comes out of the college dormitory. It only takes ten minutes to walk from the dormitory building to the teaching building. That morning, he took his aunt's car again, and her aunt couldn't help but give him a lesson.
I think this college student is very inappropriate. Can't he get up earlier? You can walk for ten minutes and exercise, killing two birds with one stone. Why spend money on a taxi? Don't look at how your parents make money. They work so hard to support you in college. How hard it is! You sleep in every morning and have to spend 5 yuan on a taxi to go to class. Do you think it’s appropriate? Or do you think that the family has too much money to spend?
I think that even if there is money at home, Cherish money too, as it will always be spent. His parents worked hard at home and saved money to send him to college, but he was extravagant and wasteful in school. It really shouldn't be done! Notes and Diary Chapter 5
"Dong dong dong" A knock on the door sounded from my ears , I shouted with rapid steps: "Coming, coming." When I opened the door, I saw it was my good friend Zhu Ruoxi, and I quickly asked her to come in.
As soon as she came in, she jumped on the yoga ball (maybe it was quite fun to sit down last time), swaying and shouting from time to time: "It's so fun, so fun."
After a while, her stomach started ringing and making a gurgling sound. "Give me something to eat?" Zhu Ruoxi said, holding her stomach. I found salad dressing, cucumbers, oranges, apples, pears, carrots and other foods. Her eyes lit up and she said, "Let's make fruit salad." "I said, keep your voice down, we can only do it secretly, without being seen by adults.
Just do it, we took out all the things, walked to the kitchen gently like thieves and took out the fruit knife , rinsed it with water, then took a glass bowl and washed it, then washed the fruit and put it on the cloth. He gently threw the fruit knife into the fruit. "Huh?" Why can't it be cut? "At first glance, I realized that I had held the knife upside down. I then cut gently and cut the fruit into small slices. (Because it would be discovered by adults if it was too loud, it is impossible for adults to let children use the knife. ) "Pa" the apple fell, Zhu Ruoxi whispered: "Be gentle, you will be discovered." "I nodded quickly. After cutting it, we put the fruit into a glass bowl, added some salad dressing, and inserted toothpicks. We held the bowl and walked gently to the living room. Oops, our secret plan was completed. Take a bite, it’s really good!
The secret incident is over, we took a breath! It’s so interesting!
“Puff”. I was sitting on the sofa watching TV and blowing the electric fan. Then I saw my mother coming out of the living room with a lit candle. Even if there was a candle, it was not very bright, so I silently followed her usual routine. It was like a power outage. I took a small stool and sat outside to enjoy the wind. After a while, since there were buildings in all directions, we sisters went to sit and play in the open space in front of the canteen in the village. .
When I arrived at the open space, I found many people sitting here. Some people were holding plastic fans, bamboo fans, or paper fans, and they were shaking them there. Ah, it seemed to blow away the sultry heat of summer. Time passed by little by little, and it was already ten o'clock before we knew it. Because of the power outage, many people chose to go back to bed early. We were the same at first. There were several bamboo mats placed at the door. After we lay down, we found that there was still not much wind and there were people walking around there, so my father suggested that we move the bamboo mats to the balcony above to make it more comfortable. Holding a pillow in one hand and a water glass in the other, I walked slowly up to the top floor and found that the sky was even brighter due to the power outage. By the way, I remember that the watermelon I bought today is still frozen in the refrigerator. I wonder if it will still freeze after the power outage. "My mother said with a look of realization on her face. Then she asked me to follow and help cut the watermelon and bring it up. "Wow, it's so cold!" I shouted when I took the watermelon out of the refrigerator. After cutting it, I took it up to the top floor. , as soon as I brought it up, my sister and brother gathered around me. “Don’t worry, don’t worry, there are many more. "My mother comforted us who were impatient. Because the sweetness of watermelon is more refreshing after being frozen. "Well! In the hot summer, eating watermelon is the happiest thing!" said my father with a satisfied face. Coupled with the cool breeze The heat in my body has been blown away. After eating the watermelon, everyone is no longer hot and has returned to the lazy state when I called.
"Wow! Sister, you guys. Look over there, there are many little bugs twinkling like stars. "My brother suddenly shouted. Looking in the direction he pointed, I saw a few scattered fireflies flying around. "It's called a firefly. It's really like the stars in the sky." The mother explained to him gently while touching his head. "The firefly is because it emits light like fire." That’s why bugs are called fireflies, right? marvelous. Glowing little bugs." The younger brother came over excitedly. Then he picked up the drinking bottle next to him, and after a while, he caught all the fireflies in the bottle. The bottle shone brightly. "What are you doing! How can you catch them in the bottle?" The father next to him suddenly shouted loudly. "Because I think they are beautiful and I want to raise them." This way I can see it every day. "Finding that he suddenly yelled loudly, his father seemed a little uncomfortable. He lowered his voice a little, slowly touched his brother's head and said, "You can't do this. Because if the firefly is in such a sealed bottle, it will die of lack of oxygen.
You see, the light at the tail of the firefly in the bottle is fainter now. It's not as bright as it was at the beginning. , it is best for it to let it be free, just like I lock you in a small dark room now. You must be feeling uncomfortable too, right? Be good and let them fly away. "I don't want them to die from lack of oxygen, but I also don't want them to fly away and not be seen next time." "My brother said with tears. "No, they will fly over next time. Even if they are not here, if you want to see them, there are many fields in the village. Dad can take you to see them whenever you want. Okay, let them go. ""Well, it's agreed. If I want to go see it, dad, you must take me to see it. It's agreed. "The fireflies released from the bottle flickered. Finally they disappeared from our eyes. Gradually they returned to their lazy state when they first received the call. The family lay on the bamboo mat and stared at the sky quietly. Quietly in a daze.
"Suddenly, "Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle" sounded in my ears. It turned out that my sister sang "Little Star" inspired by her while lying on the bamboo mat and looking at the stars in the sky. Not to be outdone, my younger brother continued singing "The Sky is Full of Little Stars". Gradually, various children's songs began to sound from the top floor of my house. After a while, the songs became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. We sang and fell asleep. From time to time, I heard the sound of my father talking to my mother. Sometimes I heard the sound of the wind blowing everything. This feeling of comfort and peace of mind lasted until the call came. After an unknown amount of time, it seemed like a call came. "Get up, the electricity is on. Go back to the bed in your room and go to sleep. If you sleep until tomorrow, it will not be good to be exposed to the sun." My mother said softly as she shook me awake. I looked at her with sleepy eyes, and while I was in a daze, I watched her carry her brother on her back, and my father carried his sister on his back to the room downstairs. Of course, after being shaken awake in the middle of my sleep, I fell asleep immediately as soon as I lay down on the bed.
A family like this would go up to the balcony on the top floor to rest and watch the stars during a power outage. It was quite common when I was a child when there were frequent power outages. However, as I grow up, I spend less and less time at home. , these memories become more and more precious. Diary Part 7
Today, I went for a walk in the open space in front of my house. Suddenly I saw my mother walking over with a brand new badminton and said to me: "Child, come and play a game of badminton!" Wow, I have seen on TV how good the Chinese badminton prince Lin Dan is on the court. prestige. With my body shape, playing badminton shouldn't be a problem. "Okay." I agreed.
We first drew a boundary line in the middle. I immediately took a good posture, threw the ball high in the air, patted it, and made a very cool pose. I raised my head and said, "Hey, where's the ball?" At the same time, my head was hit. It turns out I didn’t get the shot at all just now! Damn it, I became angry and said, "I don't believe I can't handle this stinky ball like yours!" I threw the ball high in the air again, aimed at where the ball was, and slapped it hard. The ball was hit, but it didn't even cross the line. I thought playing badminton was an easy task, but unexpectedly... At this time, my mother came over and taught me how to serve and catch the ball... I practiced according to my mother's method for a while, and said to my mother: "Okay. Come on, let's compete again." Okay, take this opportunity to catch her off guard. "I said to myself silently. I miraculously hit a high toss ball. Although my mother is still young, she can't adjust the situation at this time." Yeah, 1 to 0. ""Don't be too happy too early. "My mother was not to be outdone and hit a spike. I rushed to catch it, thinking: What a tragedy, I will lose this time. But at this moment, a miracle happened again. I actually caught the ball and retaliate in kind. , I hit a beautiful shot for my mother. I jumped slightly, took aim at the ball, and swung the racket, and the badminton flew towards me in a graceful line. I walked up to catch it, but I missed it. Nothing...
After several rounds of fighting, I still lost. But I am proud of my defeat because I understand a truth: Nothing is difficult in the world, only those who are willing to do so 8. p>
Sunday, December 25, 20xx
Today, the birthday gift my father promised me finally came to our house. It was a little dragon with white horns, a big tail, and a yellow belly. , an exaggerated red tongue, a pair of dark green wings, and shining scales that set off the majesty.
Dad said that next year is the Year of the Rat. He wished me good luck and progress in my studies! I liked this gift so much. I happily said to my dad: "Thank you, my dear dad!" Notes and Diary Chapter 9
My after-school supplies are rich and colorful. I love riding bicycles and swimming. , I love playing tennis, but my favorite is playing badminton.
After having a good dinner, whenever I have free time, my mother and I will go to the community to play badminton together. Once, my mother and I came to the open space in the community again. My mother asked me to serve first. Although I didn't serve the first ball well, my second ball flew to my mother. Looking back, I used to serve more than a dozen balls in a row with no results, but now I have made great progress! If I serve a high ball and my mother hits me in the back too hard, I won’t be able to catch it.
After a few balls came, I made the same old habit again. I couldn’t serve several balls in a row. My mother became impatient. She looked around and looked around. Suddenly, for some reason, I suddenly The ball was served, and my mother wanted to catch it, but it was too late, and the ball fell to the ground. There was another ball that we played three to five times. We cheered together and tried to play better!
My after-school life is very exciting, I love my after-school life!