Flowers open, head down, butterflies come, beautiful wings are fans, a light fan, flowers look up happy smile. Grass thirsty, mouth dry, dark clouds came, after a while, under the crash of the rain, grass smilingly smile. As soon as the pony wants to live, he sighs. Uncle tortoise comes. The hard back shell is that the boat swims forward to live happily.
This morning, on the way to school, I saw poor corn seedlings lying in the fields like children sleeping. Some of the trees on both sides of the road were broken by the strong wind, just like there was no green guard.
Looking at me, I felt more and more worried, as if I felt a kind of pain for the plants.
Once there were two mice. They were friends. One mouse lived in the country; the other mouse lived in the city. After many years the Country mouse saw the City mouse; he said, "Do come and see me at my house in the country."
So the City mouse went. The City mouse said, "This food is not good, and your house is not good. Why do you live in a hole in the field? You should come and live in the city. You would live in a nice house made of stone. You would have nice food to eat. You must come and see me at my house in the city."
The Country mouse went to the house of the City mouse. It was a very good house. Nice food was set ready for them to eat. But just as they began to eat they heard a great noise.
The City mouse cried, " Run! Run! The cat is coming!" They ran away quickly and hid.
After some time they came out. When they came out, the Country mouse said, "I do not like living in the city. I like living in my hole in the field. For it is nicer to be poor and happy, than to be rich and afraid."
Today, my mother and I went to grandma's house. There was a big pile of corn seeds on the newly peeled corn sticks. I helped my mother to pick up corn together. At first, I thought so much. When should I pick them? Finally, because of our insistence, we finished picking them at noon. It seems that we can win the final victory if we stick to what we do.
October 8th Wednesday Windy
10月8日 星期三 有风
I was fifteen minutes late for school this morning. I usually go to school by bike. But this morning there was something wrong with my bike. It didn't work on the way to school. I had to have it repaired. So I had to take a bus. It took me about twenty minutes to get to school. When I arrived at the school gate, it was 8:15. I was afraid when I entered the classroom, because Mr. Zhang is very strict with us. Luckily, he was not angry with me this time.
My day is full of happy every time.
Go to school, mother wakes me up early in the morning, but I'm lazy to think: "go to sleep, just a moment, don't be late." If is Sunday, my mother would make me want to sleep as long as you.
After breakfast ready, I will start first thing in the morning, do homework, every Sunday, the teacher will decorate a weekly diary, I'll write my dairy good mother, if passed you can watch TV, but only for half an hour, the third thing is reading, speaking of reading, borrow books are wonderful mother these days.
I have a look at is 1 hour, time had passed so fast, it was already evening, we happily eat supper, happy day is over
Last week,i did many things,and i'm so busy .On monday,i did a survy of student's hobby.On Tuesday,i visited my grandmother's house and did some chores.On Wednesday,i washed my clothes and studied for my next's text,On Thursday,i went shopping with my mother,and i bpught a beautiful dog for me,that made me feel very happy!On Friday,i played soccer with my good friends.And on weekend,i went to mountains,and i saw many beautiful sights on my way to the mountain.This is my week,a busy but happy week,isn't is?