The diary of grade six is 1. I went back to my hometown to sweep the grave with my parents and brothers.
We bought paper money, fruit and other items in the market and went to the cemetery.
The place to sweep the grave is on the mountain, and grandpa led us through the overgrown land. Occasionally, I met a few people on the road. I think they also came to visit the grave. There are graves of all sizes on this mountain. Thanks to grandpa's leadership, otherwise we would have got lost.
After a while, grandpa stopped. He looked at the grave in front of him and said nothing. We also stood silently. This is my grandmother's grave. How much she loved our descendants before her death! As long as I can remember, she has been white-haired. Every time I go to her house, she always treats us warmly and keeps giving candy to me and my brother. I want to say that I have grown up and don't like candy, but I can't bear to see her happy smile. That kind face has been deeply imprinted in my mind. However, the year before last, she passed away, leaving so suddenly and peacefully, not because of illness or other reasons, but because she was old. Yes, her grandmother is 90 years old. In front of the cemetery, the past keeps emerging. How much we miss this amiable and respectable old lady!
We put fruit and other foods in front of the grave and bowed to grandma's grave in turn. Everyone's eyes are foggy, and tears are swirling in their eyes. We tell the unhappy things to the people in the photo and share the joy brought by something.
Finally, I was reluctant to take a look at the person in the photo on the tombstone. We went down the mountain with sadness. Everyone is so sad, and everyone wishes grandma a happy life in heaven.
Diary of Grade 6 2 Each of us is an energy field, elusive but real. We all think: turn off the tap, pick up the garbage around us, turn off the dormitory lights and so on. These are trivial things, but it is precisely because of trivial things that we can be full of positive energy around us.
Another school cleaning. Division of labor and cooperation among class teachers. Our class is mainly responsible for the canteen. The class teacher chooses a few good helpers to clean the canteen, and the rest clean the canteen and corridor. Wherever we are, we have people who specialize in cleaning. She and I are responsible for cleaning the dividing line between windows, classrooms and corridors. Nature is dirty, and it costs a lot of water. It's a little scary to stand on the table and clean the windows ~ washing rags will soon turn up and down, which is very tiring.
Go out of the classroom and wash the rag. There is more than one person by the faucet. We must wait. Several students were crazy there, and the tap was on and they forgot to turn it off. The rushing water flowed down like a waterfall. Without hesitation, she rushed to tighten the faucet and then opened a little washing rag. The person next to him said, "Why don't you follow the current?" ? Why are you tightening and opening? The current is so small, can it be cleaned? She explained, "That costs more water."
When we reached the stairs, we ran to the classroom before anyone else. We took two or three steps at a time and soon reached the door of the classroom. On the way, she stopped. I felt something was wrong and stopped. She leaned forward, reached out and quickly picked up two sausage sticks on the steps. A classmate next to him said, "Isn't someone in charge?" She said, "Yes, it's the health area of our class anyway. They are all the same. "
There is too much positive energy around us, and we should not ignore such positive energy. Why is this' positive energy' not a sign of social progress? Why is it not the embodiment of social civilization? It is precisely because of such positive energy and such smallness that the world can be full of positive energy and love. 20xx, release your positive energy.
Diary of Grade 6 1 June 3, 998 65438+1October1Sunny
With a cry, I was born. There are countless noises in my ears. When I open my hazy eyes, I see a person's head flashing. "Look! She's out! " "The first clone was born!" There was a twittering voice in my ear, and I vaguely heard someone shouting anxiously: "Don't use the flash, be careful of the child's eyes!"
It was sunny on June 1 2002.
Today is my fourth birthday. My parents celebrated my birthday with cakes and singing birthday songs. I'm so happy. I am happier than other children, that is, I have so many parents, I have a warm home, and my family revolves around me every day.
It was sunny on September 30th, 2004.
Tomorrow is my sixth birthday, and my parents said they would send me to school tomorrow. What is going to school? I am curious. Listen to mom and dad say that going to school is a happy thing. I am looking forward to tomorrow.
A sunny day
I am twelve years old today, and I just took part in my doctoral thesis defense yesterday. From the day I went to school at the age of six, I began my study career in the devil training class. After the defense, I thought I could relax and have a rest, but I felt as if my body no longer belonged to me. I finally fell down because I was so tired.
In the past six years, I have not been happy. Every day, I am studying. Every day, more than a dozen teachers make my daily schedule full. I don't even have time to be alone. Now, I fell, and it was dark in front of me. I don't know what these six years of study are for, and I don't know why those people cloned me in the first place. I don't understand why others can live to 100, while I can only live to 12. If the people who cloned me want me to live like this, I want to say that they shouldn't have cloned me in the first place and made me so miserable.
The ancients in the diary of the sixth grade said: "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." Another Qingming. Today, the streets are full of traffic, and people go back to their hometown to sweep their graves.
The sky is gray, if it is covered with soft gauze, it will be vague and drizzly, but it will not prevent people from going up the mountain to sweep the grave. When we reached the top of the mountain, it was a sea of people. I saw some people pulling grass on the grave; Someone is inserting willows; There are still people burning paper money. Children also learn to kneel at the graves of their ancestors like adults. There is a serious expression on people's faces. Birds that twitter at ordinary times are no longer as active as before, but stay in the trees, as if knowing that today is Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Looking at the busy adults, I thought: What should I do at this time? So, I also learned to add soil to the grave like an adult. I took a dustpan and walked to a clearing of more than ten meters. I found a soft soil, rolled up my sleeves, squatted down and dug hard with my hands like a mouse digging a hole in the ground. Although the bean-sized sweat slipped from his forehead. My hands were covered with dirty mud, but I didn't care. I was busy. "There are many good things to grind." Finally, I dug up a dustpan of soil. At this time, my heart was filled with the joy of success and my face was filled with a smile. When I piled the dirt to grandpa's grave, I seemed to see grandpa's bright smile. Grandpa, I recall your little love for us when I was a child ... but now you have been separated from us for two generations, and you can no longer see your loving smile, your nagging and loving words, and your weather-beaten and wrinkled hands. ...
My nose is sour here, and my tears are falling uncontrollably. After sweeping the grave, my father lit a string of firecrackers, and then "crackled" and the fire splashed. We went home after the firecrackers.
Through this Qingming grave-sweeping, I understand that blood is thicker than water is the most concerned emotion in our hearts. We miss our deceased relatives very much and cherish the love of our living relatives.
Through the ages, the earth has nurtured the growth of generations of children and grandchildren with her sweet milk, and how many talents have been nurtured at this time! But how did her descendants treat her? Her beautiful clothes were torn to pieces by humans, and her clear blood was stinking by humans!
We should understand that we only have one earth, and snowball is facing a severe environmental crisis at the moment. "Save the Earth" has become the strongest voice of people all over the world. How can we not be tempted to respond to the cries for help around us? As future successors, if we don't realize this harm, ignore our future, strengthen our environmental awareness, and consciously perform and protect the environment, our lives will be destroyed in our own hands, and God will punish us accordingly.
Greenhouse effect, sandstorm, snowstorm, drought, waterlogging, etc. Which one is not self-caused? What development, what Excellence, what benefits, if the environment we live in is destroyed, where will the benefits come from, where will the Excellence come from, and where will the development come from!
Environmental pollution is caused by us humans, and we have to solve it ourselves in the end. Well, you also think about it. Why should we bother ourselves?
Time waits for no one, so what are you waiting for? Man, wake up, wake up, please give me back the blue sky!
This is an exercise calling for environmental protection. By describing the fact that the earth is now destroyed by human beings, which leads to disasters such as greenhouse effect, sandstorm and snow disaster, we call on human beings to realize and act quickly to protect the earth. The language of the article is fluent and purposeful, and the phenomena expressed are thought-provoking.
The diary of the sixth grade, April 5th, is Tomb-Sweeping Day. At eight o'clock in the morning, my parents and I went back to our hometown by bus and visited my grandparents' graves.
The cemetery is located in Houshan, west of Puzha Village, a town belonging to Leizhou City. Walking into the cemetery in the back hill is like entering a fairyland, where there are lush trees and there are several bamboo shoots growing on Gong Zu's grave. We hoed the grave, cleaned up the dead wood on the grave, paid homage to our ancestors, and went down the mountain to visit grandma. My grandmother's grave is on a high mountain with narrow roads and overgrown weeds. My mother told me that my grandmother was a very amiable old man. My father, who was brought up by her, died ten years ago ... In front of my grandmother's grave, we arranged the offerings prepared in advance, put tea and wine on it, lit incense, and the grave sweeping ceremony began. First of all, the adults burned the paper money, TV sets, watches, clothes and radios they brought to Gongzu's milk shop. Then, we knelt in front of the grave, kowtowed to Gongzuzu Milk, and told Gongzuzu Milk that we came to see you and brought you gifts and food. Please enjoy. Finally, we set off firecrackers, sprinkled tea and wine on the grave, and looked kindly at the photos of ancestral milk carved on the tombstone. We seem to be standing in front of the grandfathers' milk, looking at their loving eyes and listening to their teachings ... After paying homage to our ancestors, we went down the mountain.
Another Tomb-Sweeping Day reminds me of Du Mu's famous sentence, "It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls ..."
After the grave-sweeping ceremony, we reluctantly left Houshan Cemetery. Grandfather, I will visit you every year today!
This is a happy day and a meaningful day.
What will impress everyone in the diary of grade six or seven? Perhaps it is the funniest thing, perhaps it is the thing that makes us feel happy and moved the most. What impressed me most during recess was eating light cakes.
At first, I didn't know there were light cake clips in the shop, but later I realized that the light cake clips here were so delicious.
Once, we all listened carefully in class. When the bell rings, we are like runaway wild horses. Before the teacher said "class is over", we were already running "thousands of miles away".
Only those girls are whispering in the corridor, and we can never understand or guess their thoughts, while I, with ears that go through walls, secretly listen to their movements. I only heard what they wanted to buy, but I didn't pay attention.
But then I was wrong. As soon as I sat in my seat, I saw two girls coming in the back, one is X and the other is Zhang X. I saw that they were both holding a cookie rack in their hands. It looked delicious. It's a pity that I don't have any money with me today, otherwise I would definitely buy it alone.
At noon, I take money to school. I wanted to buy a biscuit clip to eat. As a result, I heard from my classmates that the biscuit clips were only sold in the morning, and I immediately became "petrified". So, I told myself that I must bring money tomorrow morning!
I've always said I have money. After the second class, I was possessed by a white horse before the teacher said "class is over". I have rushed to the small shop.
Fortunately, it's not sold out. I bought one and tried it on. I just took a bite, hmm! Delicious! Light cakes are tender and crisp, and the key is that the ingredients inside are delicious! It took me two minutes to finish eating, so I bought another one because it was so delicious. Wow, cool!
I started class just after eating, and I was still savoring the taste. Fortunately, I was not caught by the teacher, otherwise I would have been regarded as a "sin" of distraction.
This is a taste and memory that I can't forget. I'm sure I can get the original taste when I go there to buy one in fifty years.
With the development of human economy, there are more and more garbage, and there are only a few ways for human beings to dispose of garbage, either landfill or incineration, which leads to the worsening living environment of China people.
"Young man, you have to sort the garbage!" "Old man, what's it to you?" "If you do this, you will pollute the environment!" Uncle Zhang tried his best to explain that the young man finally knew the importance of garbage sorting after listening.
I used to hope that the garbage truck below would be sent away quickly, so as to avoid a stench below. Today, after listening to Uncle Zhang's teaching, I have a new understanding of garbage. We humans produce garbage every day, but where does our human garbage go after it is thrown out? First, the workers send the garbage to the dump and then bury it underground. The cost of landfill is high, about one ton from 450 yuan to 600 yuan, which is enough for children in poor mountainous areas to support for half a year. Furthermore, if it continues to be buried underground, it will take up a lot of space and attract mosquitoes.
You will often see four trash cans in the park, which are recyclable garbage, non-recyclable garbage, harmful waste and other garbage. Recyclable garbage is blue, non-recyclable garbage is green, harmful waste is red, and other garbage is gray.
Garbage sorting seems to be a simple project, but it is not a simple project if you don't pay attention. But if you want to do it every day, it is a complicated project. It is because of it that teenagers can learn it. With it, the city will become beautiful, with it, even the whole country will become beautiful.
The ninth winter solstice in the diary of grade six is a very important solar term in the China lunar calendar and a traditional festival of the Chinese nation. The time is between 65438+February 2 1 and 23, which is the shortest day and the longest night in the northern hemisphere. In most parts of northern China, it is also the custom to eat jiaozi and jiaozi on this day.
I finished reading the above paragraph in a very cheerful tone, and the sad mood could not appear in my mind.
I looked out of the window, and rows of bare French phoenix trees became unreal in the sun.
Loneliness is a magical feeling. Sometimes people say that they are lonely and depressed just because they like that feeling, which is not true. At least I am one of them.
"All of a sudden, it's dark, and the world can suddenly have nothing" ... In the past five hours, I've been listening to this song, in a daze and in silence. The song is circulating again and again, without a sound change, and my thinking has not changed. At this point, time seems to be stagnant and frozen. Zhang Xiaoxian said: "Our biggest third party is time", which just occurred to me and didn't mean anything to me.
Your favorite guitar is in my room now, and the song you want to write most hasn't appeared yet. This is my favorite lyric, unpretentious, but far-reaching. I found it by chance in Huo Yan's book. It was a new meal, and then it was engraved in my mind. Huo Yan, a girl, is a bit like me. I feel very narcissistic.
July 7 will grow up on the solstice night in winter, and I am waiting for our adult ceremony.
Diary of Grade 6 10 Today, many students in our class went to the Taohuayuan barbecue in Changtang.
A large group of us set off by car. When we came to Taohuayuan and saw the waterfall, Shen Bukun and I said in unison, "This is Li Bai's Wanglushan Waterfall". As we spoke, we began to recite the ancient poem: "The incense burner in Rizhao gives birth to purple smoke. Looking at the hanging waterfalls in Qianchuan from afar, flying to thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days. " Later, we walked a few steps forward and saw a peach tree. I quickly picked one and said to my classmates, "This is a peach. Come and see them. " Shen Bukun came first and picked a peach. As a result, the peach is too small and not ripe to eat.
We walked on and saw a green lake surrounded by mountains. We immediately went to the barbecue place and quickly took out what we had brought to bake. An old woman brought charcoal and a stove, and we started baking food.
I didn't know how to do it at first, but I kept watching what adults did. Later, I thought it was ready to cook, so I took a fish to cook. I cooked the fish, but it was also burnt. I declare defeat. I thought: failure is the mother of success, so I learned the lesson just now, wrapped it in tin foil and began to roast chicken wings. This time it finally succeeded. A delicious chicken wing was born in my hand, and I took a bite. It's really delicious. At this time, I saw my classmates holding different foods in their hands and eating them with relish.
After dinner, Versace's mother took us boating. We took the biggest boat, and the students scrambled to get on it. I can't wait to rush up. The captain took us around the clear lake. On the boat, we danced and danced and had a good time.
Today, we climbed the mountain, took a boat, learned to barbecue and saw the beautiful scenery. It's killing four birds with one stone.
Diary of Grade Six 1 1 I read a book about Einstein today, and there was a paragraph about the secret of Einstein's success, which left a deep impression on me.
Success, what a desirable word, but where is the secret of success? Einstein formulated a scientific formula A-X-X-Y+Z for the secret of success, that is, success equals the sum of hard work, correct methods and less empty talk. This is also the way for Einstein to succeed. In my opinion, among these three conditions, hard work, namely. Diligence is the first condition, because diligence can make up for the deficiency. Einstein was not superman when he was a child. Genius. Some people even say that he is. Idiot. But it turned "idiot" into. Genius "is not the word" diligence "? Einstein was convinced that genius came from diligence, and he made up for his "clumsiness" with diligence. In order to thoroughly understand an exercise, he spent several times more time than others, and finally watered the flower of success with sweat, which made great contributions to the development of science and technology.
I also have a deep understanding of "diligence can make up for it". I have a classmate named Xiao Qiong. We are the same age and spend a lot of time together. People say I'm smarter than her. I usually recite a text in front of her. I threw away the book, even if I finished it; However, Xiao Qiong carried a book on her back until she understood it thoroughly. As a result, every time the teacher checked her recitation, her score was higher than mine. At first, I wrote better than her every time. Later, she told me that she had to improve her composition. Because she doesn't like to talk very much at ordinary times, I don't believe her composition will make much progress, but she keeps a diary every day and writes a composition for three days. After a period of hard work, her composition level has really improved.
In the last school composition contest, she actually surpassed me and won the first place in the grade group.
This made me realize that "diligence can make up for it." This is an irrefutable truth. Each of us should make up for our clumsiness with diligence and water Xing Chenggong's flowers with sweat.
There are too many stories about me and my book in the sixth grade diary 12. I don't remember when I recalled them, but every time I recalled my life and the story of my book, it was really happy and warm.
At present, the oldest book in my family is The Biography of Helen Keller. I remember my mother would tell me before I knew a few words. Helen's tragic life and her indomitable spirit deeply touched my mother and me, so I began to like reading. Then Robinson Crusoe and Two Wan Li under the Sea. I don't know why, the books I read during this period are all adventure-oriented, and the ups and downs of the story made me indulge in it and enjoy myself, as if I were addicted to famous songs and eager to read.
Then there was a book, the old man and the sea, half adventure and half literature, which I chewed repeatedly. "People are not born for failure. A person can be destroyed, but not defeated. " The old man's persistent optimism makes my blood boil again. So far, I have successfully passed a "reading crisis"-for a while, I only read adventure books, not literature.
As I grow older, I find more and more books, and I feel more and more lack of knowledge. So I have a deeper understanding of the importance of reading, and began to gradually accept books such as Jane Eyre and How Steel was Tempered. At this time, the second reading crisis happened. Seventy-two story books occupy my reading time. When I finished reading all seventy-two books, I found that I had left one behind.
After that, I couldn't let it go. "One flower, one world, one leaf and one bodhi" is so beautiful. A short and pithy story contains philosophy, which washes my soul again and again. Then I suddenly realized that the original combination of words would be so beautiful.
Now, I have read a lot of books, but not enough. The ocean of books is endless, and the story between me and books will last forever! I hope those who have the conditions to study can find the true meaning of survival in books, and like me, take books as friends.
Diary of Grade Six 13 Once upon a time, on a happy planet, there was a small house of wisdom. As soon as I entered the hut, I smelled a faint scent of tea. Have a rest and walk out the door. A brand-new sun is high in the sky.
Suddenly, a jade butterfly flew in front of us and hurried to chase it, passing through a repulse bay composed of many raindrops. The butterfly flew away and my steps stopped. Look at the world of phlogistic pulp on the left: it is full of phlogistic pulp, and there is a girl with long hair sitting next to her, doing something. Looking closer, she found a pair of bright black eyes, looking for a red pearl, which was stuck in a crack in the stone between the plasma. I helped her catch it. She was very grateful and gave me a surfboard of Pippi. After I said goodbye to her, I went to the pulse shop, bought a picture of a boy and hung it in a beautiful photo frame at home. Out of the house, I found a small bookmark on the road with a small smart card painted on it. I was reading eagerly. I looked at this bookmark as if I were walking in the ocean of books.
When I came to the square, I found two ultimate gunmen carrying out marksmanship PK. I found the scarecrow Haining greeting me again. After chatting with him for a while, I came to a children's paradise, where many ingenious children were making handicrafts with Tyrannosaurus Rex and Cyclone Dragon. Ah, baby cyclone is waving to me in the crowd! I returned to our happy hometown with him. In the pond of my hometown, there is a lotus in the mud. We ate pippi candy together, sat under the tree and looked at a bright crescent moon in the sky. After a while, we got on the "Jiajiachong" express and left our hometown. When we parted, he gave me a glittering jade as a souvenir. When I got home, I ate another happy little fruit and went to bed.
My day is over. Do you think I am happy? Are you happy on this planet? If you want to be happy, then join quickly!
Diary of Grade 6 14 "I am a girl, a beautiful girl, a crying girl, a girl, a strange girl …" I like reading Yang's Diary of a Girl and listening to I am a girl. This book tells the story of sixth-grade girl Ran Dongyang and her friends in their study and life. These wonderful stories are just like being around me, which makes me feel the same.
The characters here have their own characteristics. Understanding Ran Dongyang, strong and gentle Mei, and Ben Dai ... They struggled in confusion on the road of youth, and finally walked in hand with a smile, and the road they passed was full of colorful flowers.
This is the girl who cried and laughed for friendship, affection and teacher's kindness.
Just like the beautiful friendship between Ran Dongyang and Mei, Diane and Ivy in the book, as a girl, I also have a "real" friend. Her name is Xiao Su, a girl I met in Kunshan. It was our last cram school, and we were bored together all day. I asked her what a friend was. She smiled heartily for three times, and then solemnly patted me on the right shoulder: "Friend, I always say that you are wrong. I always drag you when crossing the street. When others bully you, I will be the first to take the fall for you. When you are unhappy, I will be the first to accompany you. " Tell you everything, even the most common trivial things. I always say that I am stupid, but I will come to you first if I have any difficulties. Friends, just like us. "Then a summer vacation passed and I left Kunshan. Since then, I have never seen Xiao Su again, haven't contacted her for three years, and haven't heard from her at all. A lot of things about her and me are lost in the long river of time, but what she said makes me remember.
This is a girl, this is a girl's friendship. In this regard, I want to shout: "I am a girl!" " "
Diary of Grade 6 15 With the improvement of people's living standards, people pay less and less attention to protecting the environment, littering and spitting everywhere. In people's eyes, only money, money, money. Although I am a primary school student, I also know how to protect the environment, starting with me.
Whenever I see the garbage on the ground, I will be filled with emotion. Protect the environment and start with me. Take a small river near my home as an example. In the past, the water in the river was very clear, like a bright big mirror, and many stones at the bottom of the river could be seen clearly. You can see small fish swimming freely in the river. There are often many children playing in the river and playing with water; Adults wash vegetables and clothes in the river. Gradually, people throw garbage into the river, and sewage is discharged into the river, making the river smelly and dirty, and it can no longer be crystal clear, becoming a muddy garbage bin. It seriously pollutes the environment and endangers people's health. Yes, only by establishing the concept of protecting the environment will there be a bright future.
On Sunday, I called my good friend Xiao Hao. They each took a plastic bag and picked up all the garbage by the river. We all have a full plastic bag in our hands, which is really "full of food"! Even if we pick up all the rubbish by the river, we can't stop it. If we get rid of it, there will be more. What should we do? The most important thing is to arouse people's awareness of environmental protection. We found a board that said: Please protect the environment and start with me. We put it in the most conspicuous place by the river, the task was completed, and we went home happily.
In order to protect our own home, protect our own life, for our own future, for our beautiful environment, make the blue sky bluer, the clear water clearer, and make Mother Earth more lovely and full of vitality, let us open our hands, offer a love and make contributions to creating a green environment.