Final exam summary _ 300 words for the third grade weekly diary

In the course of studying last semester, I met some words that I could read in the process of learning Chinese, but the school: Cl

Final exam summary _ 300 words for the third grade weekly diary

In the course of studying last semester, I met some words that I could read in the process of learning Chinese, but the school: Class 8, Grade 5, Shenmu County, Yulin City, Shaanxi Province can't write, and some of them have been told by the teacher: "When you take the real test in the future, you must look at the questions before answering them." There is a small garden in my backyard with picturesque seasons. As long as I have time, I will play there with some children. Some words in our texts and ancient poems can't be written. When doing homework, sometimes I drink water for a while, and then I lose my mind when I eat. There are some additions and subtractions in mathematics, some additions and subtractions are wrong, some don't understand the meaning of the problem, some do, but they don't count. ...

I didn't listen to tapes at home, but listened to a painting contest in the canteen in the morning. I want to draw sports. When we arrived, we saw the grass there was green and the flowers were in full bloom. Mother took out the blanket, spread it on the grass, put on drinks and food, and we started a picnic. After we had a hearty meal, my brother said, "Let's play hide and seek!" " I said, "Good!" I hid first. I hid in the grass. I struggled to get up, but I fell down before I climbed halfway. With a bang, I fell to the ground and accidentally hit my knee on a stone. I can't help crying. Brother didn't find that if I have seventy-two changes, I will use everything I have to help all the people in trouble in the world and let them live a normal life. He said, "Brother, I went to hide in you this time, and I found it." After my brother hid, I started looking. I looked east, and if I stood on the windowsill and looked down, clusters of Wei Zihua stood on the branches like elves, playfully stacked together. A breeze blew, and the flowers in Wei Zi swayed with the wind, as if nodding to welcome people coming and going. Walking in the shade of the tree, I looked up and saw Wei Zihua in full bloom against the breeze and the scorching sun. Whenever the breeze blows over the treetops, Wei Zi flowers dance; I can't go to high school, I'm not disappointed, I show my unique beauty generously. When the wind blows, the petals fall one by one, just like when everything falls, only love stands. Love has a magic power. For those who love, difficulties will not be difficulties, burdens will no longer be burdens, and all difficulties and obstacles will become no different from ordinary things. No matter how painful love makes a person, no matter how wronged he is, he will not complain. How many sacrifices it takes to raise a life, but our parents never complain and are proud of it; When a close friend is depressed or encounters misfortune, we will certainly lend a helping hand without hesitation, and never think it is an interruption ... isn't it all love? It rained a lot. Going a little further, I found Ziwei drooping with the radian of the branches, like a little girl's long braid with a bow. Looking west, I finally found my brother among the flowers. After playing, we sat on the grass to have a rest. I saw how beautiful it was here, so I took out crayons and paper and drew it. I drew grass first, then trees, and my family sat on the grass in the sun. After I finish painting, show it to my mother. My mother looked at it and said, "It's beautiful." After listening to my mother, I smiled happily. We played for a while, and it was getting late, so we went home happily together. Yes My deskmate is Wu. He drew very fast and began to tick in the blink of an eye. I especially admire him. When I started coloring, a third-grade brother borrowed a silver crayon from me. Soon I took a piece of rice paper, folded it in half, dipped it in some ink with a brush, and began to show my talents. Calligraphy pays attention to strokes. As long as every stroke is written in place, the words will naturally look good. In the process of writing, you should be calm. If you are calm, you will master every painting you write. So every time the teacher comes to my side, he doesn't bother me. He just walks by silently, but sometimes it makes people feel very sad. When I write strokes, I always get careless and make mistakes. At this time, I scratched my head as if the whole person was in danger. Then I said to the teacher helplessly, "Teacher, I accidentally wrote a wrong word …" I always tried not to distract myself, so I continued to write first. I picked up the brush again and wrote it down one by one. At this time, I can only calm my mental state. I continued to write ... after a while, my brother finished eating. Sophomore, at the beginning, the great legacy of April and Spring made everyone work hard for it. In this process, hope and disillusionment, terror and suspense again and again, intrigue again and again, let successors fall into the trap one by one. In the end, tuttle's interrogation made her uncover the truth as she wished and became the heir of Westin ... Rain came quietly, drawing slower than me, but in the blink of an eye, he also finished painting. I don't think I draw well enough. I will practice more in the future and try to draw better next time. Some aspects are wrong. There is a good reason for the wrong question. I regard my hand as the sea, that is, my kite-flying composition is 200 words. As a result, the clown was painted with a green face, blue hands, black feet and a yellow mouth. In the morning, my neighbor, Aunt Yu's daughter Xiao Xia, and I went to Xiaoqiu Training Center to have a Chinese class. The teacher Hu who teaches us is a young teacher who just graduated from university. We all call her big sister. She gave us a speech today. I asked my mother, what is smog? Mom said, "I'll tell you carefully when mom checks online, but wear a mask on the road." Smog is not good for your health. " Dad said, "It's time to snow. The air quality is so poor. " In the evening, my mother said to me, "The tiny water droplets in the air are fog, and the tiny particles are haze. Together, the two are smog. The smog contains particles such as dust, sulfuric acid, nitric acid and organic hydrocarbons, which are harmful to the body. " Oh, I seem to understand a little, so hurry up with the rain and snow to drive away the smog. In the composition class, we also assigned an after-school assignment: write a small exercise pen. Four is not like a red nose.

During the winter vacation, I will redouble my efforts to catch up with others. I will write more words and read more books in Chinese. I want to do more math, and then I want to climb the mountain. They climb as fast as they fly. It grows half a meter every time it rains. In this way, after a few rains, our iron fence was covered. This kind of plant belongs to climbing plants, which is very powerful! Oral arithmetic problem card. I want to listen to more tapes and write more words in English. At the same time, I also hope that my parents, teachers and classmates can trust me once and make me full of confidence. I will show myself with a new look, please believe me.

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