Before, I have never done housework. My parents often take care of my affairs. In this year's summer vacation, I want to do a little assistant for my parents, that is, I can exercise myself and serve them.
Time to the next morning, I found that my parents did not see the shadow of the bed, there is a note on the bedside table, just know that mom and dad went to work. My heart began to move again: 'mom and dad work so hard every day. What should I do for them? So I decided to clean the house thoroughly. I washed the dishcloth first, and then began to clean the windows, tables, and doors. After cleaning these, I picked up the mop and dragged the floor all over again. When I was mopping the floor, there were several dirty things that were difficult to mop off. So, I pressed the mop hard and rubbed them back and forth for a few times. Then I rubbed the dirty things off. Looking at the bright floor, I was not too happy! Then I saw that there were several bowls in the kitchen sink that had not been washed, so I washed all the bowls in the sink and put them in the cupboard. After doing these housework, I found that time passed quickly. It was already 6 p.m. and my parents were almost back. Sweating, I could finally have a rest. Only by doing housework today did I know how hard my parents used to work.
At 6:30, mom and dad finally came back. They found that the house had become clean. They were surprised and asked me: 'did you clean it? I told mom and dad with pride: 'yes', and then I took Mom and dad excitedly to check the housework I had done one by one. Mom and dad praised me straight:' the table you cleaned is so clean, the floor is so bright, you are a sensible child! Hearing the praise from my parents, I was very happy and thought: 'help my parents do more housework and share their hard work in the future'.
Four I learned to kick shuttlecock 400 words, sunny Monday morning, I saw a lot of students at school are playing shuttlecock. I want to learn, too. When I got home, my mother was cleaning the floor. I ran to her and asked her, 'can you buy me a shuttlecock? "Why do you buy shuttlecock? 'My mother asked me with a smile. I said: 'many students in the school can play shuttlecock, and I also want to learn. 'My mother promised me.
In the evening, when I came home from school, I saw a shuttlecock standing on the table. It was made up of colorful feathers. It was very beautiful. My mother said to me: 'this kind of shuttlecock is very good. Tomorrow morning we will practice shuttlecock. '
On Tuesday morning, my mother and I went out to bed to practice shuttlecock. My mother gave me a demonstration: throw the shuttlecock up, raise your feet when the shuttlecock falls down, kick it up, fly it up again, and kick it again when it falls down. After five kicks, the shuttlecock danced around her feet like a clever bird, and made the sound of jingle of copper coins. I picked up the shuttlecock, threw it like my mother, raised my foot, but I didn't kick it. Once the shuttlecock fell on his head and made a bag the size of an egg. I'm not learning anymore. At this time, I saw a child who was younger than me also kicking shuttlecock. I thought that she could kick a few shuttlecocks when she was so young, and I could. I also thought of Chairman Mao's famous saying in the teacher's speech under the national flag: "nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb up.". 'I practiced hard. Slowly, I was able to kick shuttlecock accurately. I finally learned.
Since then, shuttlecock like obedient butterfly around my feet flying up and down, I can play six at a time! I believe we can play more with more practice.
Shuttlecock let me more flexible, more happy, but also let me understand willing to bear hardships to train ability. I learned to cook 250 words
I see my mother cook every day. I think my mother is very hard, so I decided to learn how to cook for my mother.
One day at noon, I came to the kitchen and thought: what would you like to cook today? Let's make a scrambled egg with tomato first! I like my mother's way, first wash the tomatoes, cut them into small pieces and put them on the plate, then beat the eggs into the bowl. Ah! The eggshell fell into the bowl. I quickly picked it out, but I felt the liquid in my hand. I thought to myself: cooking is so troublesome, let's not do it. But also think of my mother's tiredness and hard work, my mother can do, how can I not? Then he picked himself up and went on.
As soon as I turned on the fire, my mother came back to guide me in cooking. First pour a little oil into the pot, put the red tomatoes into the pot, stir fry with a shovel, the tomato juice. I put the eggs into the pot, and when the egg liquid is a little solidified, I stir fry them, put salt on them, and finally put the vegetables on the plate with a shovel, and a dish is ready.
I smell the smell of my own dishes, and I feel very happy. I picked up the chopsticks and tasted them. Although they were not as delicious as my mother's, they were successful. I think I'll come to cook for my family when I have time. Every time I do it better than the last time. Because as long as you work hard, you will succeed. One sunny morning, I saw a group of children learning to ride bicycles. They were very crooked at first, and then they got better and better.
Looking at it, I want to learn how to ride a bicycle. So I pleaded with my mother and said: 'Mom, can you buy me a bike? I see the children are practicing cycling, and they all ride very well. Finally, my mother bought me a yellow and orange bicycle.
As soon as my mother bought the car, I couldn't wait to ride it. But as soon as I got into the car, I fell down and said, "it's so hard to learn to drive. I don't want to learn! 'I complained. My mother helped me up and said: 'a bicycle is not something that you can just learn to ride back. Everything has to be done bit by bit. For example, are you born to stand up and walk? '
I finally understood what my mother meant. I go home from school every day. I practice cycling every Saturday and Sunday. I finally get my balance. The better I ride, the faster I ride.
I can ride with my children every day. This is my happiest thing. The pace of spring is approaching, grave sweeping activities 800 words season, this guy began to be mischievous again, one moment changed into this season, one moment changed into that season. And now the seasons change is our favorite spring. The trees began to sprout slowly, and the grass came out of the land secretly. The spring breeze across our cheeks makes us feel more happy. The pace of spring is near, and the roar of winter is gone. Today, the fourth to sixth grades of our Chengguan Town Central Primary School came to the martyrs' cemetery to sweep the tombs.
This morning, our fourth to sixth grade students are wearing neat school uniform, wearing a bright red scarf, chest is also wearing a good-looking school badge. Ready! Finally, we can get on the road! The students are walking in an orderly line on the road, one after another. We are class 6, so we are the last to walk. Some of the students in each class hold their class cards; some hold big bright red flags; some hold small flags; others hold nothing.
As the cemetery is far away from our campus, we have to pass several traffic lights. And what about our huge team? I have to follow the orders of the police uncle. Whenever there is a red light on the main road and a green light on the sidewalk, we rush past as fast as we can. We must pass before the red light on the sidewalk. We can pass as much as we can. When we ran past, six words appeared in my mind, because we are Xiaocao class, so we are all Xiaocao. The six words are 'wind like grass'! It's quite impressive.
We are walking and running, walking and running, ah! The nerves of my little finger in my left foot are broken! Ah! It's hard! Finally, we have come to the martyr's cemetery that we dream of. As soon as you enter the cemetery, the environment becomes serious. The big pine trees on both sides have been built into the shape of gyros by florists.
When we arrived at Gaobei, each of our classes found their own position and began to listen to the speeches of the team leader and the squadron leader. First of all, the two students laid a wreath to Gaobei. Then Han Xiang, the leader of our school, began to speak. The captain first asked us to have a moment of silence. At the same time, a song for martyrs echoed in our ears. The second is that the leader of our school made an oath to study hard and live up to the expectations of our martyrs.
Finally, each of our classes traveled around the cemetery for a week. We saw the tombstone of the unknown martyr and the picture of Huoqiu's defense. When I see the Huoqiu County martyrs list with the same surname as me, I feel very proud and proud!
The martyrs shed their heads and blood for our better life now. Soldiers, rest in peace! We will certainly live up to your expectations of us! We will defend our country and serve our country like you! Don't worry! I have improved 350 words. In the process of my growth, I have had several small failures. After my efforts, I have made a great leap in all aspects. Now let me tell you about a progress with deep memory!
When I was in grade one or two, my handwriting was very ugly. I was torn by my teacher every three days, and there were at least 50 of them. It's a small matter to pull the book. The key is that I have to write five times more than I was because of my poor handwriting in one assignment. This hurts my self-esteem and gives me a headache. It's not just the teacher's punishment. Even my mother reproached me when I got home, saying that my handwriting was crooked. I don't think I can write well, I just don't take it seriously. In order not to let the teacher tear homework, in order to no longer hear my mother's nagging, I decided to write well. In my writing class, I listen to the teacher carefully explain the structure of each word, and then write horizontally and vertically. When I get home and finish my homework, I take out the calligraphy and describe it carefully, day after day, month after month. My efforts are not inferior to those who have the heart, and my words have made great progress.
In the third grade, the teacher could hardly find a crooked word for me for several months. Up to now, the teacher never tore my homework again because of my poor handwriting. Even my father who writes well and my mother who often criticizes me often praise me for my great progress. My heart is as sweet as honey. It turns out that writing well is such a happy thing!
Well, I'm great! This is my progress experience, in my writing progress, I understand a truth: as long as you work hard, you will succeed. Do you have the same experience?
Competition, cooperation and progress
A fuzzy watercolor painting stands in the world
In the grass under the window
The flowers panicked
But they lined up in order
Make a nest in the tree hole, a cellar prepared nearby
Xiao Hong looks into the distance
Where is the blurred view--
A small flower is sleeping comfortably on the ground
She pulled her through the barriers, her coat drenched
Halfway through, she saw a gray yellow flower fall down and struggle in the mud
She also pulled her through this layer of confusion
Xiao Hong holds up the stamen in her left hand and the remnant in her right