An unforgettable day diary, 600 words, 5 compositions.
An Unforgettable Day Diary 600 words 1
Looking forward to looking forward to it, the Double Ninth Festival has finally arrived. On this day, all the students in Class Three will go to the nursing home to sing and dance for them, present a wonderful cultural performance and send holiday wishes to the elderly with our laughter.
When we arrived at the nursing home, our first activity was to wear a red scarf for the elderly. Students in school uniforms and red scarves came to their grandparents in turn, tied knots skillfully and quickly, and suddenly the whole venue turned into a red ocean. Salute and blessing When we sincerely express to the old people, their eyes are full of tears, their lips are trembling, they touch us and keep nodding. Dear grandparents, I know you are old and hard of hearing, but I can feel your mood at this moment, with excitement, memories, gratitude, happiness, envy and hope for us. Years are ruthless, but today's rickety body, locked wrinkles and sparse silver hair show your accumulation and massiness. In our hearts, you are still great, handsome and chic, and you are still the hero of yesterday.
Our theatrical performances have begun, with colorful programs, including slow and melodious solos, forceful and cheerful dance music and poetic recitation. The students enjoyed their best moments. The faces of the old people are filled with happy smiles. A picture of family happiness and family harmony is presented to us.
After playing, it's time for the old man to rest. We helped the elderly back to their rooms in groups and presented cards made by ourselves. It's time to say goodbye In the corridor, I turned around and my grandfather was still watching me at the door. At that moment, my eyes couldn't help getting wet.
Respect the old and love the young. Let us inherit this Chinese virtue.
An Unforgettable Day Diary 600 words 2
Today, my mother took me skating. Walking on the way to the skating rink, I feel like I'm being squeezed dry. It's really hot. It's a total of half an hour's journey, and it feels like a long walk. I suddenly miss my air-conditioned room. Although I can't skate, it's cool.
Come to the skating rink, wow! It's really cool in there. At first, I was a little scared. I put on my skates and dare not walk on them. My mother always encourages me outside. It's been a long time, so I can only hold the edge of the skating rink, maybe I can put it down for a second. So, I don't think skating is fun at all, so I stand on the edge of the skating rink and look at the big brothers and sisters inside. I'm a little sad and a little envious. If only I could skate like this. After a while, a little brother came to tell me that skating is always like this at first. Then he taught me bit by bit and skated with me. We chatted and learned to skate, and I felt that I learned quickly. Skating is really fun! I made a good friend. We skated together for a long time and talked a lot. When I left, my little brother and I didn't want to leave. My mother and my little brother's mother left contact information and agreed to come together next time.
I never knew I could skate. It seems that you can learn. It was still hot when I went back, but I didn't feel it. Because I was very happy, I kept thinking about skating with my little brother. Today is really an unforgettable day!
An Unforgettable Day Diary 600 words 3
Many things have happened at school, but there is one thing I will never forget.
It snowed one day in the winter of the second day of junior high school. After class, my classmates and I saw that the snow had stopped outside, and we ran to the playground. At this time, we saw that other students were already having snowball fights to make snowmen, so we also went to have snowball fights to make snowmen. The teacher enjoined, "Pay attention to safety!" We first found a bunker and began to take part in snowball fights. I hit a snowball and missed the opponent's position. The other party sent back a snowball, which missed me, but I quickly hit them once. When they snowballed, we hid behind the bunker and almost hit me. In a hurry, I made another snowball and threw it at each other. He was about to throw it at me when two snowballs collided. They threw us, we threw them, and when I hit them, my head tilted to the left and right involuntarily, avoiding the snowballs flying from the opposite side, and we were neck and neck.
Finally, when we were tired of playing, we began to make a snowman. We started making snowballs first, but making snowballs is not that simple. We tried many times and failed. So we went to ask the teacher. We went to the teacher and asked, "Teacher, how do we make snowballs?" The teacher said, "You should clean it carefully." We did as the teacher said and finally made a snowball! Then I piled some pebbles as snowball's eyes, mouth, nose and hands.
When the bell rang, the teacher told us to go back, and we reluctantly went back. This is my most unforgettable day at school.
An Unforgettable Day Diary 600 words 4
Since last night, my excitement has kept me awake. Because we have to get up at 5 am to go rafting! We should get up early because of the long journey. Meet at Amethyst Mountain. After getting up in the morning, it rained heavily outside. There are no pedestrians on the road and cars are sparse. Hardly had we gone out when we were almost soaked. Raindrops hit our raincoats, which was very uncomfortable. Mom said it was raining too hard and it was too dangerous to float. I begged my mother: "mom, please, maybe it doesn't rain there." And if it won't drift, why doesn't the tour guide cancel the trip, don't you think, mom? " My mother listened to me and reluctantly agreed.
After arriving at the assembly point, we got on the bus and went to the drifting site. Three hours later, we finally reached the drifting site. Although the rain has stopped, the people in front of me are so crowded that they can't even see the door. So, we lined up again. After many twists and turns, with a water gun, we began a wandering journey.
As soon as I boarded the kayak, I saw countless water drops dancing gracefully in the sky, plus blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, which made me feel uncomfortable all over! I haven't enjoyed the perfect scene carefully, but a column of water rushed in and rushed to my face. I just shouted, "Who? ..... "Before I finished, countless water columns instantly wet my clothes. We must drift down first to avoid the attack of these shells.
As soon as the slope was gentle, I said, "It's not exciting. If I scream, I will ... "I wanted to say dance for my mother, but when I saw the high slope about 10 meters ahead, I called out" Forget it. "
After a while, we reached the finish line. Listening to the screams in the mountains and feeling the wisps of breeze sent by the wind girl, it's so comfortable! I wanted to play again, but the bus is leaving, so I have to come again next time. Drifting, remember to wait for me
An Unforgettable Day Diary 600 words 5
In the tense junior high school life, every student is held back by countless make-up classes and great learning pressure. And near my home, there are several "free companions" like me. In summer, we build tents with thick green branches, and in winter, we make snowmen with white and crystal snow. I remember that unforgettable day last summer vacation, when we "developed" a new project, we also got unexpected gains!
It was a cloudless day in Wan Li, and the green leaves and branches wrapped the flowers tightly, waiting for the pouring summer rain; The grass also bent down and put its head into the shade. It's cool under the pavilion in the community, so I read under the pavilion. At this moment, Yang Hao, who is very close to me, came to me by bike. When I went to get my bike, I happened to see my tent, so I had the idea of going camping, and Hao Yang agreed with both hands.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Hao Yang took one of his good friends, and we were ready to start. Let's go to the botanical garden together. We go in through the side door of the botanical garden. At the end of an eternal road, there is a bush with an open space, and we are camping here. Not only far away from the crowd, but also the scenery is beautiful. The trees are full of small flowers. These flowers are delicate and fragile, but they are protected by sharp thorns.
It was getting dark and we began to put up tents. I don't communicate much with that "strange friend", just talk to Hao Yang from time to time. We are like people from different countries, and Hao Yang is like an interpreter. Hao Yang, who usually smiles, knows nothing about tents and often doesn't help. I gave him a helpless look. He smiled at me with a good temper and left as a "commander". My friend and I are no longer strangers-we cooperated tacitly and quickly set up the tent.
The clouds on the horizon were dyed pink at first, then the sky was dyed orange, and finally it was dark. We went into the tent, turned on the flashlight, ate snacks, listened to songs, played chess and played poker. At this time, I met Liu, a strange friend. We are in the same school and grade, and we have many topics. It's getting dark, the music of dancing in the distance is getting smaller and smaller, and the flashlight seems to be "sleepy".
The flashlight is not "sleepy", but dying. Seeing the darkness outside, Hao Yang's eyes were straight, and his hand with potato chips in his hand slowly fell to the ground. Liu scratched his head in anxiety. "Hurry up!" Then we started to get busy. After ten minutes of hard work, we packed our things and began to walk through the bushes. I don't know where I come from. We have to walk in the Woods. The beautiful flowers are gone, and only sharp thorns can be seen through the moonlight. The heat of the day made us all wear short sleeves, and the sharp thorns made us suffer. I let out a cry and ran out of the bushes in pain. We finally passed through the "beautiful bush". I didn't mean to turn off the flashlight, but I can't turn it on anymore. Liu used his quick wits to remove the battery, adjust the order and reinstall it. Finally, the flashlight came on again. We rode slowly by the dim light. Finally, we saw hope-street lamps. One, two, three ... The road we take is brightly lit, and the light is more beautiful than the sunset. We rode home slowly under the street lamp.
Childhood memories, like sweet and delicious drinks, make people want to say, "I want more!" " "With the growth of age, some people's' adventure' is escalating, while some people's childlike interest is disappearing. Childhood is not as short as the premature disappearance of childlike innocence.
The story of that unforgettable day not only made me know new friends, but also tested my perseverance and courage. Isn't it a good experience for teenagers?