The winter holiday began today.The Spring Festival will come soon.So my sister and I decided to help our mother to clean the room.
In the afternoon we began the cleaning.We first dusted the walls.The walls turned white soon,but the tables and floor were covered with dust.Then I cleaned the tables while my sister swept the floor.The room became bright and clean.We were very happy.
Then my sister did some washing.With my help,my sister first washed clothes,then some shoes.
Finally,we finished the work."What time is it now?" she asked."Oh,it's six o'clock!It is time for Mum to come home.We must prepare the supper.Be quick!" I said.Just then our mother came in.When she saw the room clean and bright she was very happy."You are my good daughters!" she said with a smile on her face.
Now I was very tired,but I was very happy,because I had done something tbr my mother.
I live on the land for 14 years, there is no the noise of the city, streets, there is no traffic no air, no gray sky, there is only peace, harmony, the sky is light blue, because there are trees and I particularly pure and fresh air.
Red walls and green tiles such house afraid of dying in the city, accidentally see such a house somewhere, they have a unified, as the book said "intrigue" eaves, mottled walls, corroded the iron door, although not as good as the flickering to towering high for housing is good, but there is joy from the heart of laughter.
The most fun always on summer nights, most people will not stay at home watching TV, but together, each holding the cattail leaf fan sitting a alley mouth, knocking together. From there, there was a few guffaws of laughter from time to time, and I was always listening, laughing and laughing from time to time, after about nine o 'clock. Although I always hated to go, I was always going home by my mother all the way. It's fun to think about.
The country at sunset was always beautiful, and when the setting sun was scattered across the fields, it was like putting on a dress, every tree was shining, every blade of grass, every leaf was golden. Walking in the fields was a pleasure. The smell of the soil in the fields, the symphony in the fields, the glow of sunset in the fields, everything feels so good.
There are not only beautiful scenery, but also hard-working, kind, plain people. In the spring, you will see the farmers in the fields busy harvesting rapeseed, their faces smiling. Though busy but is very open, even in the hot sun hot summer, you will see in Tian Jianzhi figure, still they writing on this land with their sweat, in the autumn, undoubtedly, in the field, in the mountains of people working more, autumn is the harvest season, farmers plowing for fruit harvest at this time. Even in the cold winter, there will still be busy figures running around, their busy figures, adding a color to the original colorful countryside.
The appearance of the green, the simple people and the nature of everything together constitute this beautiful country pastoral painting.
There will be many difficulties in our life. In fact, the difficulty is a spring, you weak it is strong, the difficulty is a terrible obstacle, prevents us to advance... Difficulties are hidden, and they grow because of your fear. Like me, I can always face difficulties and try to overcome difficulties.
Once, my parents went out to lunch with their colleagues. When I got home from my English, I had a belly. Later, I walked into the kitchen and saw some fresh potatoes! What a providence! So I put on my apron and learned how my mother would cook while she was cooking.
"Pa, pa, pa." After I shaved the potato skin, I began to cut the potatoes, and then fired up. I put a spoonful of cooking oil and put the chopped potatoes into the pan. About a few minutes later, I still put a tablespoon of salt on my favorite flavor... After the potato is Fried, I use the spatula to hold it from the iron pot to the dish, after taking care of everything, I can't wait to take out the chopsticks, taste my craft. I put some potatoes into my mouth before I chewed it out and spat it out of my mouth. This dish of potato salt is too much, and almost killed me. So, I had to throw out this dish of my life for the first time in my life. I was sad and sad. Think: how can this be done? I have wasted two potatoes in vain! I'm not going to try it again!
But then I thought, no! I must make this dish of potatoes! So I regained my confidence and began to fry potatoes for the second time. This time, although the salt did not put much, but, those naughty cooking oil is like the ants on the hot pot to jump up and down, all splashed on the right hand side of the spatula, making me painful. Later, I got a brainwave and took two layers of plastic bags from the fridge and held them in my hand.
Ha ha, I don't need to be afraid of naughty cooking oil any more! After more than ten minutes, the fragrant potato is finally at the table! I couldn't hide the joy of my heart, and immediately picked up the chopsticks and took a taste of the potatoes. Wow, that's a great meal! I taste them to overcome difficulties, after a hard efforts made to black, one side looking at me on the right hand to be eating Fried of blisters, thought: just Fried a few blisters on my right hand, and will be able to switch to a plate to her delicacies, even more point of injury, also value! Today, my heart is happy, sweeter than honey. Because, I became a conquering warrior, no longer afraid of any difficulty!
Friends, the difficulty itself is not terrible, the terrible is that you did not defeat it's courage. Face it with a smile, take out your wisdom, you will be able to attack like me, invincible, become a victorious general who beats hard!
In the blink of an eye, we have unwittingly entered the third day, and the first turning point in our life ushered in our first great challenge. In the first three years, it is the most splendid year of our life. We, in the third year, said goodbye to our old play and our past freedom. We are no longer young and frivolous, we are free to do whatever we want. In the first three years of our life, we have learned the important mission we have been carrying, and we have grown up a lot.
I believe that this memory will be treasured all our lives, and we should never forget that we, who used to be the same, studied hard every day, listened to the teacher, and followed the instructions of my parents. Early in the morning to get up early, don't like in the home, every day up this late, we meet the fiery red sun, running in the playground, steps as moving melody in my ears. The cold and the heat, whether light or not, can see our handsome figure. With the morning sun, we are ready to go. We haven't forgotten the time when we studied hard and studied hard in class, even when some of the drowsiness had been tolerated. In the late study, still have our busy figure, we become not afraid of exhaustion, arrive at rest, also will study earnestly. In the third day of study, we shed countless sweat, even if we don't succeed, and we have no regrets, because we really tried. We are in grade 3, with learning, also have friendship, each respective, from home to study in the outside, everyone CARES about each other, when students caught a cold, passed me a cup of hot water, when students are absent for the tutorial, this one is the also in enhancing the friendship between us, we are in grade 3, with struggle, with friendship.
In the first three, we all have ideals, our struggles and struggles, and we hope to realize our ideals, and we are in the period of our integrity. If we fight hard, the river of youth will grow in our hearts for thousands of years. The tree of youth will grow in our hearts. The dream of youth will be eternal in our hearts. We, the first three, have the ideal, the pursuit.
We are in the first three, love in the first three, the ideal in the first three, the first three we, have the passion, have the power, to do all this. Our time in the first three years, it is worth recalling, everyone's efforts, everyone's friendship, each person's ideal, will weave our colorful youth years.
West lake is a poem, a natural picture, a beautiful story, a beautiful fairyland. During the holidays last year, my parents and I came to the west lake to see the beautiful scenery.
Because west lake is very beautiful, there are many people to visit. My father told me that there were so many people here, that thousands of people came here every year, so that the west lake was so charming.
We came to the west lake, when it was still autumn, and the leaves of the lake had become red, and some leaves fell off, and they fell like a butterfly. Look at the surface of the lake. The lake is very calm. Only the ripples from the boat are still rippling. There is an island in the middle of the hu, where the trees, flowers and grass are very much, and from a distance, it looks like a colorful ball of velvet.
Su bai dike, Yang liuyi. On both sides are water waves of the charming, the boat spot, the distance is the mountains and the sky, green and green. The beauty is not only in autumn, but also in the summer, and the lotus blossoms in the summer, and the red plum after the winter snow. No matter when you come, you will get a different look.
Beautiful west lake just as the great poet su shi likes "if the west lake is more than xi zi, light makeup is always appropriate". Ah, beautiful west lake, I love you!
——初二周记 (菁华5篇)
寒假里，我读了《格林童话》这本书。书里有很多有趣的故事，给我留下了深刻的印象。
《白雪公主》中有一个可怕的王后，她总问自己的魔镜，谁是世界上最美丽的人。魔镜回答：“白雪公主长大后变成世界上最美丽的人。”王后就要杀死白雪公主。她就逃进了森林，被七个小矮人救了。后来，白雪公主误吃了王后的毒苹果，昏死了过去。最后，一位路过的王子救醒了白雪公主。从此以后，王子和公主幸福的生活在一起，这个故事告诉了我们，坏人不会得逞的。我为坏王后的恶毒而愤怒，为白雪公主的幸福而快乐。
《青蛙王子》的故事也非常好看。公主的金球掉进了井里，她很伤心，就请青蛙帮忙去捞金球，并答应青蛙和他一起玩。可是，当青蛙捞上来金球的时候，公主一溜烟的`跑掉了。国王知道了这件事情，就要求公主答应的事情一定要做到。公主没办法，只好同意了。青蛙就变回了王子。这个故事告诉我们，答应的事就应该去做，守承诺是一个优良的品质。
看了这么多的小故事，我深深体会到读书的快乐，并且从中学到了很多的道理。我爱读书。
贫穷——不是一种罪，富裕——不能拥有一切。别总是让自己泪洒满地，突然，好想——被爱！
拖着沉重的.心情，路过别班的教室门口，我的耳朵似乎越来越伶俐，同学们的语言，总是一次又一次的刺进我的心中。低着脑袋走进教室。“咦。离我远点，别弄脏我了。”“呀。你眼瞎了？走开走开”“恶心。”同学们咒骂着我，我的头更低了，眼泪总是不轻易间，掉到地上，我总是在问自己：只是因为我贫穷，所以值得被所有人远离，讨厌吗？
每天早上，我梳着乱乱的头发，穿着旧的不能再旧的衣服，走进教室，每天面对同学们的嘲笑，讽刺。不到最后，教我如何不崩溃？有时候，我只是恨自己，恨自己为什么那么贫穷？
记得那天，我在楼梯上摔了一跤，扭了脚，是在站不起来。“哈哈哈。她摔倒了，快来看啊，哟，裤子还破了呢！”“哎。真的耶，看他那破裤子，要不要我送你一条新的呀？”几个女生不停的大声羞辱我，迎来了旁边的很多同学围观，我脸红的低着头，希望他们看不见我的表情。是，我是那么的狼狈，那么的不堪。“‘啊。”我叫了一声，一个男生走上来踢了我一脚，“’三八，你挡我路了。”我红着眼睛向旁边挪了一下，我很少在同学们面前抬起头来，因为，因为我害怕，我多么希望能有人能扶一把，多么希望。可是，可是没有。我忍着疼痛，一瘸一拐的走进教室。“你。你没事吧？”一个女生坐到我旁边，似乎，这还是第一次，我终于忍不住了，我什么都没顾，什么都没说，抱着她。狠狠地，狠狠地哭。
为什么？我也是人，我也有心，也有自尊，我也需要被爱，*穷不是我的错，我和大家都是一样的啊！有一个人曾经告诉过我，贫穷不是一种罪，忍呐，要学会享受贫穷中的富裕。生活，在苦也要笑一笑。似乎，我明白了。对，再苦也要笑一笑！
有很多个晚上，我都会自己偷偷的哭，同学们的话，就像蚊子的叫声时时刻刻在我的耳边回旋。“小乞丐，离我远点。”“像你这种人，不配和我们一起玩。”我，真的，那么不值得被别人重视吗？
面对生活，我曾经恨过，怨过，烦过。恨生活这么的不公*，让我如此的贫穷，怨上帝把所有的悲伤都留给我，我也想得到别人的关心；烦这样的情节每天都会在我身上上演。但是，我想通了，贫穷，不是一种罪，人穷志不穷才是最好的。但是我想借此机会告诉所有人：
“我也只是一个普通的人，我也想拥有你们的关心，和渴望被你们爱。在我最失落的时候。不是用‘贫穷’二字来击垮我，而是用你们的爱，来鼓励我，支持我！我渴望和你们大家一样，被每一个人爱。
今天，我们要去孔雀烧烤园游玩，路上我一直在说快一点呀，我都等不及啦。舅妈总是回答说就快到了，就快到了……真是催眠术呀。终于到了，我和姐姐迫不及待地手牵手赶了进去，却被六前的老婆婆叫了出来：“嗯，先不要进去”。哦，原来进去是要人民币的，妈妈上前解决了钱的问题。
走进了孔雀园，我看到了一片草地，有大秋千等各种各样的活动项目。首先我跑去玩走木桩，就是一棵棵木桩让人踩在上面走，再玩爬网滑滑梯，独木桥等等。我差不多把所有的`项目都玩了一遍才去看孔雀，虽然没有想象中的高贵优雅，但还是好奇的拨开铁链进去看了，啊，我看到了国家保护动物——孔雀。之后我和姐姐弟弟坐在秋千上，舅妈来推，哇！呜哇！哈哈哈哈！真好玩，真刺激，舅妈推的实在是太爽了！
呼呼，继续看孔雀去喽，孔雀有蓝色的脖子，只要它走起路来，脖子就一伸一缩的好有趣。它的羽毛像是琥珀一样，有各色各样的羽毛，色彩好漂亮呀！我在书上看到过知道公孔雀羽毛漂亮是为了招引母孔雀，而遇到野兽时公孔雀的羽毛可以迷住敌人，使它不敢靠*自己。
想去划船，知道妈妈是个胆小鬼就直接去找舅舅舅妈他们。上船之后我才发现不是用桨划而是用脚来踏像自行车的脚踏板，我拿起船上的一只船桨，把它放进湖水里使劲的划，舅妈管我叫“船老大”嘿嘿。
最后，我们去看火鸡，火鸡很漂亮，洁白的羽毛像是贵族的身份。它们的羽毛很丰满，既像是高贵的晚礼服又像是天使的羽衣。
在一片欢笑声中，我们结束了一天的孔雀园之旅。
“新年到，新年到，家家户户真热闹。贴春联，放鞭炮，包饺子，做年糕……”唱着这首童谣，春节的脚步离我们渐渐*了。
腊月二十以后，妈妈就带着我忙着办年货，街上的货物琳琅满目，办年货的人可真多，你看，一些阿姨们正在商店选购“新年礼服”呢，周围围着一群可爱的“小天使”，笑嘻嘻地吵着闹着要买新衣服、新玩具。我牵着妈妈的手来到超市，买蔬菜和零食，超市里的人来来往往，都忙着选购各种年货。我们一番精挑细选来到收银台时，付钱的人犹如一条长龙，过了半个小时，我们才满载而归地回到家。期盼新年快快到来吧！
期盼已久的除夕终于到了。晚上，爸爸把早已准备好的烟花拿到院子里，我穿上新棉袄，下楼准备去放烟花。我拿起打火机，点燃“飞碟”的引线，只听“啪”的一声，“飞碟”爆炸了，闪出许多美丽的火花，真好看！我又点燃“天女散花”的引线，可很久都没有动静，我正准备走过去瞧瞧，它一下子升向天空，绽开了，五颜六色，真美！
伴着新年钟声的敲响，我们枕着压岁包进入甜蜜的梦乡，一觉醒来，正月初一，妈妈一早就给我煮饺子吃，因为有人说，新年不吃饺子，就会冻掉耳朵；吃完饺子，爸爸妈妈就带着我去走亲戚拜年，每拜完一家，长辈就发给我压岁包后，我接过压岁包就赶紧装进我的新衣服里，回到家后，我的衣服口袋就已经装得满满的了……过新年对于我们小孩子来说，那才真叫一个乐呀！
春节真是个吉祥的.节日、团圆的日子呀！我喜欢春节！
追逐梦想，寻觅梦想的清香。记得有人说过这样一句话：“梦想的代名词是‘跌倒、挫折、希望与成功’。”而在追逐梦想的过程中，恰恰也需要这种动力。不要彷徨了，不要悲伤了，坚定的信念会射穿梦想，照耀到人们的'心田。它会让人们感到梦想的清香无时不在;它会让人们感到幸福与温暖无时不有;它会让人们感到只有付出才有收获;它更会让人们感到希望的种子不会自然去成长，只有用人们的双手去栽培它，它才会生根、发芽、开花、结果。
追逐梦想，追寻金色的希望。每一次扬起风帆去远航，难免都会有阻挡，只要有梦想在鼓掌，未来就充满着希望;每一次张开翅膀去飞翔，难免都会受伤，只要有梦想在激励，未来就承载着希望。梦想，在心中埋藏，发觉它已经在慢慢走来，给人们带来希望、光明和心灵的洗涤。
追逐梦想，寻找自己的蓝天。在人生的道路上难免不会遇到挫折，偶尔遇到挫折，就犹如遇到暴风雨般的*常。当人们遇到这种挫折、困难、忧伤、失意时，不要灰心丧气，应该沉着应对。不经历风雨，怎么见彩虹?相信自己，在五彩缤纷的世界中，总有一片属于自己的蓝天。而这片蓝天，是人生旅途的终生伴侣，它将跟随每个人走完人生路上的每一条布有荆棘的征程。
追逐梦想，放飞梦想的摇篮。诗人说，梦想是如春风般了无痕迹;科学家说梦想是推动他们从事研制创造各种的原动力;哲人说，梦想是主观思想对客体世界的希翼……当梦想的摇篮带着双翼飞向人们时，当人们迈出奋斗的第一步时，梦想便在蓝天中轻轻滑行，漂亮风筝的飞翔要依靠于细绳下的人，庞大的飞机的飞翔，有恃于人类的智慧，梦想的飞翔也需要人们去放飞。
——初二英语周记汇总10篇
This afternoon, I and cousin came to anxi, sat for more than two hours of car, I already tired, but when come to elder sister-in-law home, I saw the door that the flow with a crystal clear stream flowing, and that a group of chickens is feeding, the feeling of fatigue can not help but deglaciation snow melt.
I went into the farmhouse compound, elder sister-in-law they in the busy picking tea leaves, I put down the luggage, come to the yard, I trample feet into the stream, cold water on my feet cold, immediately wash out all over me hot and fatigue, I ran in the water, let the water splashed all over me, very comfortable!
Then, I followed the cousin came to the rabbit cage, I grabbed a bunny, suddenly see the forehead is a little red, I wonder, first thought is bleeding, but a touch, the hair is very soft, no blood, I have to ask a cousin, she told me that this is the sign of the rabbit, my hand this is called a baby, then refer to this one with a red dot small rabbit, named small moves, and a little black rabbit, he is the boss in all the rabbits, although bigger than brother and sister, but I also heard that he was often bullied by brother and sister?
At this time, a group of chickens in the hen, walking around me, I see the alive group of chickens, really want to catch a play, so I boldly walk over and hand just go out to catch the chicken feet, think you're done, I didn't think the hens are desperate sprang forward, hard toward my hand a peck, peck me a bag is swollen, oil-gas really very I also! All of a sudden, when I saw a group of chickens who were stealing food, I couldn't help but think of it.
I asked cousin for a few meters to chicken circle, I sprinkle meters on the ground, the hen and the chicken walks away, whereof I crept away to a chick beside the farthest from the hen, eyeing the opportunity, in their ears, grasp the chicken, thought that the chicken calls made her hen pecking, fan wings fly to come over, I learn, abandoned, while the chicken, it's the fierceness, hurt me "catch chicken anti corrosion a handful of rice", and with a terrible pain in my hands, I see, she'd better less of good.
How nice the air is in the countryside! Compared to the city, here is a beautiful scenery, which makes me beautiful.
The winter holiday began today. The Spring Festival will come soon. So my sister and I decided to help our mother to clean the room.
In the afternoon we began the cleaning. We first dusted the walls. The walls turned white soon, but the tables and floor were covered with dust. Then I cleaned the tables while my sister swept the floor. The room became bright and clean. We were very happy.
Then my sister did some washing. With my help, my sister first washed clothes, then some shoes.
Finally, we finished the work. "What time is it now?" she asked. "Oh, it's six o'clock! It is time for Mum to come home. We must prepare the supper. Be quick!" I said. Just then our mother came in. When she saw the room clean and bright she was very happy. "You are my good daughters!" she said with a smile on her face.
Now I was very tired, but I was very happy, because I had done something tbr my mother.
（My father)
On Sunday afternoon, I was playing football,my mother said: "your father is come back!" ".I run to the home.
Dad is tall and thin.He love me..I love him too. Father is work in the other city. Dad can go home once every two months, so I missed him.
We have ushered in the new semester, in every new starting point, each of us will have a hope: tomorrow I will be more exciting. Therefore, we will be more in the vision of the perfect future, showing ourselves to meet the new semesters new weather.
To achieve our new progress: first, we need to have a new goal. Each and every one of us will have a higher and more specific goal, which is different from each other. Therefore, we must make a concrete ***ysis of ourselves, find the way and method to achieve the goal, grasp the key and persevere, and make new progress.
Second, we should have three new efforts. The first is your own efforts. You should do your own thing by yourself. You are an internal cause of your own development and progress, and you will get a reward for your efforts. Learning is not an interest, but a duty, a country for ourselves, for all who care about us, and for those who look forward to our success. The second is the teachers efforts. Teachers are our mentors, and their education helps, guides, and inspires us to make progress. The third is the efforts of good friends. There are many good friends, our parents, teachers, classmates and so on. As long as we love them as good friends, they will be our good friends.
Students, teachers, wish us every teacher and student in the new semester, with new weather, new efforts, new progress!
Today, we have the last day of the term. And the good harvest will come to our hands on this day.
This semester, I studied seriously, my learning methods were excellent, my achievements were outstanding, my hands were active, and I have won many teachers' interest. Especially the Chinese teacher, Miss Shen, attached great importance to me, and had high expectations. I failed to live up to the teacher, this language test only reached 90, 5 points, ranked fourth in the whole class, the total score of second, let the teacher disappointed.
The exam was not ideal, but on Tuesday, I was greatly encouraged. That day is a day for the title of honor, and see what you can comment on. Although I have many good assistant. But in addition to sports in addition to fifty percent of the excellent, lucky escape a robbery, got the qualification of the three good students.
In grade three or four, as the teacher was more eccentric to me, I always took me as an example to educate others. Over time, the hearts of others buried the seeds of jealousy, always like to trap me in the dark, and let my days suffer. Plus I made a mistake just and stern, the classmate is accommodating the snitch a lot, and class management is relatively strict, make people very unhappy. So my popularity is very bad, I often only get more than 20 votes in the selection of honorary titles, so they often pass the three good students. Once, I was all first in the three entrance examination, and still lost his hand with the three good students, which made me angry and hated. But who made me not so good? All this can only be blamed for myself.
This year I was particularly afraid of the same thing that would happen again, so when I was chosen, my heart was "flop, flop". But soon, the result didn't disappoint me. I won thirty votes in an unprecedented way, becoming a well deserved three good student.
Today, three of my bitterness, the prize, came to my hand. A three good student's honor list, a city east story I wrote a prize, and a recited Star Award. This is not easy in three of the awards, I absorb sweat, bite my hard, forming a little bit, in this day finally came to my hands, really have to pay a return!
As long as you pay, the harvest will soon come. As the Bible says: "no labor, where do you have bread?" Therefore, we must study diligently to get the reward of God!
Since my cousin have a mp3, somehow, I had an urge to want to have a mp3, one day after school, I couldn't help to say they want the idea of mp3, 2 weekly diary 500 characters. I didn't realize that I had an mp3 player!
My mp3 player is silver-white, rectangular, size like a matchbox, less than a third of the thickness of a matchbox, and it can be charged like a mobile phone and can be used without battery. Can be recorded, can be reread, can hold 60 or 70 songs, can even listen to the channel like the radio, with a pair of senior black earphones, exquisite!
When I got this small mp3, I couldn't help jumping for joy! My mp3 player is not only beautiful, but also a beautiful tone, and it sounds like a live song, not a bit hoarse!
As soon as I got the mp3, I loved it and treated it like a jewel. Listen to songs and download songs, read your books, listen to your homework, listen to your homework, listen to your homework, listen to your homework, listen to your homework, listen to your homework. Download the song in a while, download that song in a moment, can see I am fiddling with it almost every day, the joy that this mp3 brings me is self-evident.
Today, technology is developing rapidly, from the previous radio to the present mp3, from the airplane to the spaceship, from... I believe that tomorrow's science and technology supplies will be better
A little thing that happened to me
In the ordinary life, there are many kinds of trivia to give a headache, and I this person always throw three pull four, so in me always have the story to happen, the fan wen "the first two weeks to remember 500 words". Two days ago, I forgot to take photos for the monitor, and I at noon in school again, don't go home, so I just make a phone call to the father at home, because in a hurry, leaving only a words: "send photos in the bedside, to find."
But when I had a meal at noon to go back to the classroom, I saw outside rushed in and a full head big sweat, I am dad takes a look, he is not found, running past me a heart full of hope like was hard hit by a huge rock into the abyss. I turned my head and walked away, thinking that you couldn't find a picture. Dad didn't say anything, and as I pulled up I got on the motorbike and headed home. When I got home, I found everything in the nightstand poured out. My room was in a mess. I was shocked! The father shook his head helplessly, said: "you say on the head of the bed, see, looked for, did not, you oneself also found, still have no, you oneself think method!" When my father said this, I felt how hard my father was to me! Not even looking for a photo.
But later I knew that I was wrong!
I was back at school angrily, not to mention how frustrated I was. But when I came home at night, I was surprised to find that there was a small bag on my desk, and when I opened it, it was all my picture. Looking at my busy father, my tears ran down. Early the next morning, dad to work early, my mother and I was left in the home, my mother told me, after I go back to school, dad at home and looking for a long time, even didn't eat lunch, come back from work and seek for a long time, very not easy to found the picture in a book. Hearing all this, my tears welled up again, and a stream of warm water surged in my heart...
Father's love is hidden in the heart, father is a man who is not good at expression, but I feel from his silent "language" father to my love, unselfish love!
Last week is the first week of this term started, and everything went well.
I got my new books, handed in our homeworks.
Although i am still in this familiar class and chat with my mates, i have new idea about this term.
I hope i could not only achieve a new process on my study, but also correct those mistakes i already made.
whats more, i also hope i could have spare time to develop my interests and have fun with friends.
All in all, with my best wishes to this term and all the things could be done well and i also could fullfill all those plans !
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上周是开学的第一周，一切顺利。
我拿到新书上交了我的作业。
尽管我依旧在这个熟悉的`班级与我同学交谈，但是我对这个学期有新的打算。
我希望我能够不仅在学业上有所进步而且能够改正以往的缺点。
更重要的是，我也希望我时间能发展我的兴趣以及和朋友游玩。
总之，祝愿这学期一切顺利。
转眼间，我从小学生变成了一位初中生，开始了初中三年的'学*历程。
In a moment, I became a junior high school student from a young student, and began to learn the course of three years in junior high school.
开学去报名的时候，老师居然对我说：“呵呵，听说你小学时是班长，很听话，是吗？上了初中要更努力哦！”我听了后，高兴极了，心里像吃了蜜一样甜。
When I started school to sign up, the teacher said to me, "ha ha, I heard that you were the monitor when you were in primary school, very obedient, right? In junior high school to work harder! " After I heard it, I was so happy that I was as sweet as honey.
后来，由于大家互相都不认识，老师就做主选了班委干部。我当了班长，我高兴的不得了。
Later, because we don't know each other, the teacher can decide to choose the class cadre. I was the monitor, and I was very happy.
又过了一个星期，大家也慢慢地认识了，居然还有几个同学给我取了外号，你们知道是什么吗？哈哈，“老班长”！真让我好气又好笑。
After a week, everyone also realized that there were a few students who had taken a nickname for me. Do you know what it is? Haha, "the old monitor!" I'm so angry and funny.
无论如何，我已经是一个初中生了，加油！
Anyway, I'm a junior high school student, come on!
Our parents love us very much. But sometimes we feel our parents love us in the wrong way.
Now, we are middle school students. Our parents dont want us to do anything except study. If we want to help them do some housework, they say,"You should read books in your room."Sometimes we want to make some toys, such as model planes or boats, but they usually say,"Better not do this, I can buy everything you like. It is important for you to study hard.”
Fathers and mothers! We know that you want to be good parents. But we have grown up and so we should learn how to organize our time, for study, housework and fun, by ourselves.
自从上了初中后，我的学*生活多了一份“黑暗”。从此，就开始了我“痛苦”的初中生活！
Since I went to junior high school, I had a "dark" in my study life. From then on, I started my "painful" junior high school life!
对于每一个人来讲，学*是快乐的，但对我于我这个叛逆的孩子来讲，是非常“痛苦”的。在每一天，我都必须面临我学*的'一座大山。这座是我的数学老师。他戴了一幅眼镜，看起来很斯文，但其实是：*静后面有一场暴风雨。每当放学钟声一响，我就赶紧把书桌上的东西全都收下去，等待“中华人民共和国的**”但这时也就是我的“痛苦”。“把手伸出来”。
For everyone, learning is happy, but it is very "painful" for me, the rebellious child of me. Every day, I have to face a great mountain I learn. This one is my math teacher. He wore a pair of glasses and looked very polite, but in fact, there was a storm behind the calm. Whenever the bell rang, I hurried to collect all the things on my desk and wait for the liberation of People's Republic of China, but this is my pain. "Reach out".
——初二周记 (菁华10篇)
今夜忽而有些睡不着，于是起了身，坐在窗前看着外面没有苏醒过来的世界，白天车水马龙的街道终于停下了自己的喧嚣，静谧极了，我开始有些不*惯于这样的安静，好似的心跳都在周围蔓延，直至包围了我的整个世界。
原来黑夜如此的可怕，我开始期待亮光压满整个世界的样子，时钟指向了六点，发出了“盯”的一声，把我从思绪里来回来，快了，天幕就要揭开了。
看过天幕亮起后的`场景，却从没看过天幕渐渐亮起的模样，先是地*线上开始蔓延出一丝苍白，然后一点一点浸染至整个天空。我发誓我绝对不想看到第二次，因为那种灰色的绝望差点把我打垮下去。
郭敬明说：“人总是要走陌生的路，听陌生的歌，看陌生的书，才会在某一天猛然见，原本费尽心机想要忘记的事情，原来真的就那么忘记了。”我不知道，他写这段话时，是历尽沧桑后的*静，抑或是想要再次追忆时的无可奈何。
一眨眼的功夫，半个学期又匆匆向我们道别。夹杂在岁月中的，有欣喜，有挫折，亦有奋斗。
一大早来到学校，我不再左顾右盼，而是拿出书本默默开始一天的学*。我牢记“一日之计在于晨”的古训，并用行动表达了对清晨时光的珍惜。
上课了，我的目光不再呆滞无神。老师循循善诱，同学积极发言。我也挺起腰板正起身，炯炯望着黑板，大脑一刻不停地运转，手中的笔“沙沙”地记着笔记。一节又一节课就这样充实高效地度过了。
开饭了，我一溜烟跑到门外，拿了饭，又飞快地赶*室，生怕错过了与同学谈天说地的一分一秒。言语中流淌着无限的快乐，释放着沉甸甸的压力。时光如铃儿般清脆地跃过我们的视线。那是我们最最期盼的体育课！我们一起涌出教室，你追我赶地奔向操场，我们在操场上尽情地跑着跳着，那可真是倾泄压力的好地方！那也是让我们的身体积蓄能量的好机会。在我们跳跃的脚步中，时光一点一点从脚下溜走了。
那是在放学回家的路上。我悄悄地注视着我身边的每一个人，静静地欣赏着我身边的每一棵花草，轻轻地抚摸着老房子斑驳墙壁上的`爬墙虎，感受着时代的气息，体味着时代的急速。日子在这一点点思考与感悟中从头脑的间隙蹿走了。
夜晚，我伏案奋笔疾书。如蚂蚁群落般的作业压得我喘不过气来。但我仍然在一次又一次挣扎中艰难地爬起，打起精神，调整呼吸，重整旗鼓，一往无前。台灯是我最好的伴侣，从笔头流淌的墨迹见证了我付出的点点滴滴。时间就这样不知不觉中从笔间划过。
终于躺在了舒适的床上。我轻轻地闭上双眼，思索着时光的流逝，总结着每一天的得失……我进入了甜蜜的梦乡！
这就是初二时光，紧张忙碌却又充实快乐的时光！
暑假，我和爸爸妈妈一起回湖南老家看爷爷。
在老家，我经历了很多新鲜的事。其中有一件对我来说是有意义的事，那就是生煤炉。
早上起床，我见爷爷在厨房忙着什么。我问爷爷在干什么?爷爷说：“我在生煤炉。”我对爷爷说：让我来试一下吧!”
我原先以为生煤炉很简单，可实际上煤炉可不好生。爷爷先教我生煤炉的.要的：“生煤炉时，先要在炉子里放些木炭和废纸等易燃的引火物，再把木炭放在上面，然后点燃引火物，等把木炭烧红后，再轻轻地夹起煤球放入炉中，这样就行了。”爷爷说完忙其他的去了。
我照着爷爷说的做，将木炭和废纸放入炉中，用打火机去点，结果，由于我胳膊短，不是烧着了手就是火灭了。正当我愁眉不展时，突然看见爷爷的灶台上放着一瓶酒，眼睛一亮，一个好主意涌上心头，我撒了一点酒放在废纸上。呼地一下，燃了!我高兴极了，赶紧往炉中加废纸和木炭，忙得不亦乐乎!
待木炭烧红了，我夹了一个煤球放进去，等它烧着。我站在一边想：”啊!原来这么容易呀!“我不由的得意起来。谁知，“骄兵必败”在我放第二块煤球时，由于我的粗心大意，煤球烂了，我只好哭丧着脸，把烂煤球夹出来。又用钳子夹了一个好煤球，踮着脚，小心翼翼地放进去，这才如释负重地松了一口气。
过了一会，煤球烧好了，我高兴地喊：“我成功了。”这时，爷爷和爸爸妈妈都走过来，我正想告诉他们我成功了，他们大声地笑了起来。我感到莫名其妙，来到镜子前一照，原来我成了一个大花脸，我开心地笑了。
今天是来到日本第四天了，旅游的疲惫已经开始体现出来了，一车人沉默得没有声音，不是选择看窗外，就是睡觉。小孩嘛，听歌，打游戏，看书，睡觉，聊天……而我悠哉游哉的听着歌，看着窗外的风景。
今天中午的目标是电器免税店，我要去买相机，弟弟要买PSP3000，我买了一款黑色的索尼DSC7x7型的相机，很高兴地把玩着手中的新相机，老弟死抱着他的的新游戏机，而我们这一行人每个人手中都有自己买的电器商品。
中午去参观了日本的地震馆，体验了一下地震的感觉，不过我很赞同《唐山大地震》里的`某一句话，小震不用跑，大震跑不掉，再说重庆又不是地震带，除非世界末日，20xx年12月……
从地震馆出来，一群小孩兴奋了，兴奋得在汽车里尖叫，动漫店，我来了。我来这里的目的地，啊～我来了，《家庭教师》，《海贼王》，《火影忍者》……我太激动了，好想车子飞起来，以最快的速度达到玩具店……
琳琅满目的动漫饰品，我激动得热泪盈眶，火影的海报，衣服……家教的……龙猫的……海贼的……我太激动了，深呼吸，挑选着商品，我到日本的目的地终于实现了，只是钱带少了。
而钱带少了的感觉更是在银座得以充分展现，有钱人的世界如此华丽，漫长的主街，走得脚好累，所有的华贵者在这里汇集，不过当我回到车上，我也已经麻木了，那个世界灯火辉煌，那个世界流光流彩，那个世界如此迷幻，日本的银座。
小朋友们一年一度的春节要到了，你们一定很高兴吧！给你们讲一讲我过春节最快乐的一件事吧。
“妈妈，今天是春节啊，我好激动啊！”我说。“是啊，我也很激动。等着，我给你们包饺子去。”妈妈说着走进厨房，去包饺子了。我高兴的叫了起来：“今天是春节，我又长大一岁了。”我突然若有所思的想，我又长大一岁了，我可以帮妈妈的忙了。于是我走进厨房去帮妈妈的忙。我说：“妈妈，我帮您擀皮，您包饺子行吗？”妈妈想了想说：“行，你先看我擀一次。”于是，我认真的看着妈妈擀皮。妈妈擀完了。我一看过目不忘，于是我按妈妈的擀法，擀了一次，先用手用力按一下面团，然后右手拿起擀面杖，左手拿着面团，右手推动擀棒，就这样我很快就把所有的面团都擀成了皮。时间过的真快啊。转眼就到了晚上12点了。我们一家三口拿着炮来到楼下，鞭炮的声音震耳欲聋，小炮放出的`花五颜六色，非常好看，最奇特的是哪个小礼花，把它点着，一开始非常晃眼，最后一声巨响，声音很大。这个时候，家家户户都在放炮，各色的礼花把天空装点的格外漂亮，整个城市沉浸在一片欢乐的海洋中。
这个春节，我学会了擀饺子皮，而且我又长大了一岁，懂得了帮家长干活。我在这个春节里是一个快乐的小童星。
开学已经一周了，我对新的环境有了一定的了解。面对初二生活也有许多感受。
上初二了，既激动又期待还紧张。但无论如何，我们都要从一点一滴做起，融入到新生活中，让我们以昂扬的心态面对初一生活。在人生道路上书写一段新的篇章。
上初二了，第一个感觉是新鲜。校园是那样干净整洁、绿树成荫；老师讲课是那样富有活力、引人入胜；同学们相处是那样融洽、愉快；这一切与小学都有着很大差异，是我感到无比新鲜、有趣。
上初二了，第二个感觉是对未来的憧憬与向往。开学典礼上，我们各自树立了人生理想。大家的愿望各色各样，有的希望做个音乐家，把*的传统音乐推向世界；有的希望做个记者，让全人类都为*今天的飞速发展而惊叹；有的希望做个文学家，让人们听到社会角落里的弱小声音……理想要通过行动才能实现，高中这三年，我们会给未来打下坚实的基础，朝目标一步步迈进。
上初二了，再有的感觉便是紧张。在中学，尤其是优秀的中学，学*的竞争相当激烈，从而也会有一定的压力。稍不留神成绩就会拉在队伍后面，所以丝毫不能放松，要时时都处在学*状态。我们必须要适应这种紧张的学*气氛才能在三年的学*中取得优秀的成绩。
那天，我又因犯错被妈妈教训了一顿。心中的愤怒油然而生。一气之下，我冲出家门，直觉带着我奔向海边。眼前是一片波澜壮阔、汹涌澎湃的海。海面上雪白的浪花，周而复始的浣洗着岸边金灿灿的沙滩，发出低沉的吼叫。远处，几只海鸟在海的上空翱翔，在湛蓝的天空上，留下了恰到好处的点缀。站在礁石上，清新的海风吹走了我的抱怨，只剩下了些愤怒。海中耸立着不少礁石，这些礁石好像挡住了海浪前进的路途。但浪花并没有因为挡路石的存在而停止了前进。他们如同一根根缆绳，拧在一齐，汇聚出一股股神奇的力量，一浪接一浪地拍打过去，一心要将礁石拍碎。事实上，他们做不到，唯一的结果就是原路回到。但我的观点错了，他们仅后退了一步，由于下一波海浪结合在了一齐，继续拍打。
我震惊了，海浪既然有这样的意志，在看似永远无法克服的困难前，不灰心，不气馁，日复一日，年复一年地做着同样的动作，目标只有一个：打碎礁石、勇往直前。在海的面前，我自愧不如，我只是遇到了一点点挫折，就抱怨、灰心；而海，它应对的是坚硬的礁石，它都不气馁，我为什么还要抱怨呢？想到这儿，心中多了些悔恨，少了些愤怒。有一波海浪拍了过来。天，渐渐阴了下来，海，在天的映衬下，不再湛蓝。一束闪电划破天际，用白亮、刺眼的光将海与天连接在了一齐。随之而来的是雷电轰鸣似的挑衅。海不允许任何人比它强。海被激怒了，它努力翻起滔天巨浪，奋力撞在礁石上，水花飞溅的同时，发出怒吼似的声音。这声音愈来愈响，有低吼变为轰鸣，又有轰鸣变为咆哮。最终。海胜了。
海，它有自己的思想，有自己的情感；它要强，它上进；它有勇气，有力量……这不就是当今社会所需要的吗？我只但是是汪洋中的一滴水滴，宛如沧海一粟，我又有什么理由发这么大的脾气呢？我的'情绪豁然开朗了，也认识到了自己的错误。回家后，我想妈妈承认了自己的错误，反思了自己的过失。日后，再次应对那烟波浩淼的汪洋时，我的内心仍留有一丝敬畏。海，它不后退、不放下；它有勇气、有力量。应对那片海，就如应对一位人生的智者……或许，这就是它能够征服地球2/3陆地的原因吧。
走进大自然美丽的风景，你就会被它的魅力所折服。这里能够让你忘掉繁杂喧闹的市区，用心来感受大自然的美丽，感受大自然的静谧。
当我们走向原野，看到一片片碧绿的草地，一望无际，上面长出一朵朵艳丽的野花。原野上的小草像千万个绿色的卫士，守护着诱人的花朵。任由人们踩他们，小草都决不会低下高贵的头，这就是小草的魅力。
当我们投入大山的怀抱，远远看去，山并不高，当你来到山脚下抬头看时，这才知道山是那么的雄伟。大山就像一个个巨人，任凭风吹雷打、日曝雨淋，永远那样坚定不拔地挺立着。它们的精神多么令人敬佩啊，这就是大山的魅力。
自从放暑假以来，我就立下豪言壮志那就是：“每天早上四点起床和爷爷去晨练。”可想法是美好的现实是残酷的。
“不是你说要晨练的吗?”爷爷抱着无辜的眼神看着我，我一想也是于是立马穿好衣服漱好嘴在门口等着。
我们开始晨跑，因为第一次兴奋劲还在于是我跑了五圈全跑完了，今天的晨跑算是结束了。
在大街上，还是那么的静，环卫工人还是在哪儿做着他的工作，到了公园，我跑了三圈后就气喘吁吁了，刚准备放弃，就想起了那个环卫工人，他能每天都坚持为什么我不行，于是我战胜了自我跑完了五圈。
第一天，当我在梦中与周公下棋时，我感觉有只蚊子在我的脚踝上飞。无奈的我睁开睡眼朦胧的眼睛一看，哦!原来不是蚊子是爷爷在用手拍我的脚。我强忍住心头的无明业火，尽量语气温和的问：“爷爷这在假期，你咋不让人睡会呢?”
寒风**，有着不尽刺骨的凉意，大街上鸦雀无声，突然一处车子的亮光吸引了我的眼球。原来是一个环卫工人在清理垃圾箱。我不禁感叹道这也太勤劳了吧，就要临*公园，我在想这么早公园中肯定没有人，可一到才发现虽然不是人山人海，也早有大批的人在晨练了。
第二天，当我还在梦中与周公下棋时，我又感觉有只蚊子在我的脚踝上飞。无奈的我只好再次睁开我那睡眼朦胧的眼睛，果然不出所料，又是爷爷，有了上一次的经历我再次重复昨天的动作......
于是我明白了，人总会遇到困难，不能放弃，要坚持，坚持就是胜利。
暴风雨吹打着窗户，而我，却在窗前端着一碗米饭，怎么也吃不下。或许因为自卑，或许因为失望，看着那一条条被风雨吹打的树枝仿佛自己也在接受历史的鞭打。
我怎么也没有想到，一向发挥稳定的我在XX年级考试中却突然失利，全县仅排295名，这对一向自负的我打击很大。我知道现在一切都晚了，只能默默地发呆，发呆。
父亲看见我发呆，轻轻地拍着我的肩膀说：“干什么，不就是一次考试吗，没考好算什么？我们不怪你。”我转过头，抽泣着说：“可是，这次考试很重要的。”父亲笑了，他既而严肃地对我说：“再重要，它也不过是一次考试，只要你尽力了，问心无愧就行。孩子，记住做的自己，你就是最棒的！”“可是——”我还是有些不放心。父亲一下子打断了我的话：“你看这边的杨柳，多么不堪一击，因为它们永远生长在春风里，没经历过大风大浪。再看看那边的松柏，它们经历了严寒的洗礼，变得愈发坚强。孩子，我希望你做坚强的松柏而不是脆弱的杨柳。”
对呀，不经历风雨，哪见彩虹。以后的路还长，我要做的自己，最棒的自己，最勇敢的自己。
突然，太阳出来了，天边挂着一道美丽的彩虹。不知不觉中，一碗米饭我也吃得精光。
——初二寒假周记 (菁华5篇)
今天，我和妈妈在外婆家过周末，舅母买回了面粉，决定包三凌饺。一家之主的外婆配好的水，由力大如牛的阿舅和面，只见一团面被揉得又软又圆，舅母把一些面粉洒在桌子上，还把面团来回翻了两下，以免粘在桌子上。接着舅母用个小碗圈出一个又一个的面圈，这样做三凌角的皮就做成了。（日记）
外婆往面圈上放了些椰子丝做成馅，然后捏成三个角。这就是三凌饺。
看着一个个包好的三凌饺，我馋得口水直流。我问外婆什么时候才可以吃，外婆说要放火蒸30分钟后才可以吃。
好不容易等到三凌饺出笼了，我顾不上烫，抓起一块就往嘴里塞，味道还不错，香喷喷的。
我在外婆家度过了一个愉快的周末！
伴随着紧张的考试结束，快乐的寒假翩翩而至，我高兴地欢呼雀跃。耶！没有了功课的压力，可以尽情地玩玩，好好地读课外书，可以旅行，还可以上网。想着这些我就喜上眉梢。
哎呀！不行，如果在假期里太贪玩的话，等到开学的时候，生活规律全部打乱了，早上一边要咬着牙起床，打着哈欠听课，这样一定会影响学*，而且对身体也很不好。这样学*身体两耽误，多不划算啊。如何把假期生活过得有声有色呢，当然要有一个完整的寒假计划了。
我制定了一下的寒假计划：
在阅读方面：
寒假是读书的大好时间，我这个小小书迷可以按计划读书了。在这个寒假我要读的书是《凡尔纳四大科学幻想名著》、《狮心兄弟》、《红楼梦》、《汤姆叔叔的小屋》，还有每个月的儿童文学和实用文摘是必须要读的。读书的时候也认真做笔记，把自己的感悟写出来，把书中的精彩片段和好词好句记下来，做到厚积薄发。
在学*上：
每天用一个小时认真完成老师布置的作业，把作业*均到每一天。每天坚持读英语、诗歌和优美文章一小时以上。绘画可是我的最爱，每天下午画四十分钟到一个小时的素描。画完画后，把寒假中的所见所闻或对生活的感悟记录下来，发到博客上。
在生活方面：
寒假里，要好好锻炼身体，每天跳绳、踢毽子或者玩沙包。要多帮妈妈做家务。在这个寒假，我准备学会做简单的饭菜，当妈妈不在家的时候我就可以大显身手了。
社会实践方面：
寒假了，至少去两次敬老院。在敬老院可以帮工作员阿姨做一些力所能及的事，陪爷爷、奶奶们聊聊天，为奶奶们梳梳头发，让爷爷、奶奶们开开心心过大年。
过年的时候，为长辈、亲戚朋友们拜年，为他们送上真挚的祝福。
过年了，又可以收到压岁钱了，我要合理使用压岁钱。一部分让妈妈为我存起来，一部分买书，另一部分可以捐给山区的贫困孩子们。
我一定按我的计划做。我想我的`这个寒假一定是一个快乐而充实的寒假。
放寒假我回到了家乡，渡过了一个快乐的假期。
冬天天气地十分寒冷，天空下起了大雪，地上白茫茫一片积了厚厚一层雪。我有4年没有见过下雪了，看到天上飘下的鹅毛大雪，真是开心极了。我和姐姐一起玩起了堆雪人，但是我从来没有堆过雪人，怎么办呢？我们找了爸爸来帮忙。首先滚一个大雪球，再滚两个小雪球。大雪球当雪人的身体，两个小雪球当雪人的头和脚，把三个雪球堆在一起，雪人就完成了一大半了。再找来一个红萝卜当雪人的鼻子，一个扫把当雪人的`手，一个可爱的雪人就完成了。做完了雪人，我们又做了一只可爱的雪兔子。先滚两个大一点的雪球当作兔子的身体和腿，然后再做一个兔子的头，头上要做两只可爱的耳朵，把它们堆在一起后再找来两颗红辣椒当兔子的眼睛，这样一只漂亮的雪兔子就成功了。
堆雪人，玩雪仗给了我无限的快乐，这一天我真开心。
今天，我和母亲在外婆家过周末，舅母买回了面粉，决定包三凌饺。一家之主的外婆配好的水，由力大如牛的阿舅和面，只见一团面被揉得又软又圆，舅母把一些面粉洒在桌子上，还把面团来回翻了两下，以免粘在桌子上。接着舅母用个小碗圈出一个又一个的面圈，这样做三凌角的皮就做成了。
外婆往面圈上放了些椰子丝做成馅，然后捏成三个角。这就是三凌饺。
看着一个个包好的三凌饺，我馋得口水直流。我问外婆什么时候才可以吃，外婆说要放火蒸30分钟后才可以吃。
好不容易等到三凌饺出笼了，我顾不上烫，抓起一块就往嘴里塞，味道还不错，香喷喷的。
我在外婆家度过了一个愉快的周末！
这周是放假的第一周，我拿起父亲给我新买的“小故事中的大智慧”系列丛书——《虚掩的门》。我随手一翻，一个醒目的标题映入我的眼帘——“大器之材”。我急不可耐的读了下去。
原来这个故事讲的是：信息时代的天才、微软电脑公司大亨、美国首富比尔·盖茨，上小学四年级时被推荐到学校图书馆帮忙整理图书。他聪颖好学，尽管身材瘦小，工作却十分认真。他每天来得很早，不遗余力的在书架的迷宫中穿来穿去，像个小侦探一样的把人们放错位置的图书拣出来，然后再放回它应该放的地方。后来他家要搬到附*另外一个住宅区，他也被转学离开了图书馆。可他心里老记挂着“我走了谁来整理那些站错队的书呢？”想来想去，他让母亲又把他转回了原来的学校。他告诉图书管理员，“现在父亲用车接送我上学，如果父亲不带我，我就走路来。”
看完这个故事，我被比尔那做事认真的精神所感动。一个十几岁的孩子，做事如此认真，决心如此坚定，则天下无不可为之事。我想到，在许多伟大或杰出的人物身上，总有许多优于或异于常人的地方，这些都会或迟或早的在他们的生*事迹中显现出来。成名之前，这些可能被人忽视，成名之后，人们才想到了他们当初的不凡。但不管事前或事后的记录，无疑都是留给人类的一份精品。
——优秀初二周记范本5份
有这样一种爱恋，你的眼前是远山，你的脚下是长河，你的内心犹如太阳的凝视，你的思念一线牵持，摇曳在白云间。
有这样一种执著，你的额头抹上沧桑，你的眼角堆满风尘，即使是最冷最清的夜，你的心一如明月，依然皓洁。
有这样一种陌生，她在那遥远的地方，你的名字只是她众多仰望者里的一张面孔，你的足迹正如你的背影，她无所得知，亦无注视。
有这样一种忘我，用目光捆住岁月，将心弦系在远方，她开心，你亦能感受夏天绿草的欢笑，她伤感，你亦能聆听秋天花落的声音。
这是一种多么奇特的情感，爱恋着，执著着，陌生，却又那么熟悉悠长。杨钰莹，在那遥远的地方，我们就这样注视着，关心着，祝福着她，好多年，好多次，好多叹息，好多微笑，好多难忘.....
在今夜，让我们再一次手握着手，轻轻地，祝福她吧。在那个遥远的地方，祝福我们的凤凰姑娘，我们的亲人，我们的挚爱，生日快乐。
我家有个小表妹，红红的脸蛋，迷人的笑容，格外讨人喜欢。看似不大的脑袋，却装着大智慧，令人刮目相看，想不到四岁的小孩也这样······
前几天，去她家的时候，刚进门，她在向我微笑，像一个盛开的'荷花。小表妹扑进我的怀抱：‘’姐姐来了，哦，真好又可以玩了。‘’说罢，走向房间，也不忘拉我的手。
房间里面一塌糊涂，想必是小表妹的‘’杰作‘’了，我说：‘’这么乱怎么玩。‘’小表妹乌黑的眼睛像算盘珠儿似的滴溜溜乱转，接着，把积木轰得推进床底，我不由得想，这个大坏蛋，比我还精灵古怪。小表妹拉着我的手，转起圈来，嘴里咿咿哇哇不知在唱什么，累了就歇歇，接着又唱······
我的这个小表妹呀！
人生有许多“第一次”，而我的这个第一次是煮牛奶。也许你认为煮牛奶是一件再简单不过的事情，可对我来说就难了。现在，就让我把这来龙去脉都告诉你吧！
这天晚上，又到了妹妹喝奶的时间。可是，外婆生病了，煮不了牛奶。于是，煮牛奶的任务就交给了我。可是我不会呀！好吧，我试一试。
我学着外婆的样子，打开煤气灶，把牛奶小心翼翼地倒进锅里。不过，这群调皮的娃娃可不会那么乖。瞧，有一些牛奶倒了出来，我连忙拿抹布擦干净。把炉灶调到小火，然后拿着小勺子，舀些糖把糖放进牛奶里。过了五分钟，牛奶煮好了。热气腾腾的牛奶，看着就让人垂涎三尺。作为厨师，我有必要自己先来一口吧！真好喝呢。手艺不错，自己煮的味道果然不错！
我把牛奶端给妹妹喝，妹妹喝了一口，甜甜地对我说：“谢谢姐姐，这牛奶很好喝！”我转身对外婆说：“以后，煮牛奶的事情交给我了！”外婆露出了欣慰的笑容。
那天，我又因犯错被妈妈教训了一顿。心中的愤怒油然而生。一气之下，我冲出家门，直觉带着我奔向海边。眼前是一片波澜壮阔、汹涌澎湃的海。海面上雪白的浪花，周而复始的浣洗着岸边金灿灿的沙滩，发出低沉的吼叫。远处，几只海鸟在海的上空翱翔，在湛蓝的天空上，留下了恰到好处的点缀。站在礁石上，清新的海风吹走了我的抱怨，只剩下了些愤怒。海中耸立着不少礁石，这些礁石好像挡住了海浪前进的路途。但浪花并没有因为挡路石的存在而停止了前进。他们如同一根根缆绳，拧在一齐，汇聚出一股股神奇的力量，一浪接一浪地拍打过去，一心要将礁石拍碎。事实上，他们做不到，唯一的结果就是原路回到。但我的观点错了，他们仅后退了一步，由于下一波海浪结合在了一齐，继续拍打。
我震惊了，海浪既然有这样的意志，在看似永远无法克服的困难前，不灰心，不气馁，日复一日，年复一年地做着同样的动作，目标只有一个：打碎礁石、勇往直前。在海的面前，我自愧不如，我只是遇到了一点点挫折，就抱怨、灰心；而海，它应对的是坚硬的礁石，它都不气馁，我为什么还要抱怨呢？想到这儿，心中多了些悔恨，少了些愤怒。有一波海浪拍了过来。天，渐渐阴了下来，海，在天的映衬下，不再湛蓝。一束闪电划破天际，用白亮、刺眼的光将海与天连接在了一齐。随之而来的是雷电轰鸣似的挑衅。海不允许任何人比它强。海被激怒了，它努力翻起滔天巨浪，奋力撞在礁石上，水花飞溅的同时，发出怒吼似的声音。这声音愈来愈响，有低吼变为轰鸣，又有轰鸣变为咆哮。最终。海胜了。
海，它有自己的思想，有自己的情感；它要强，它上进；它有勇气，有力量……这不就是当今社会所需要的吗？我只但是是汪洋中的一滴水滴，宛如沧海一粟，我又有什么理由发这么大的脾气呢？我的情绪豁然开朗了，也认识到了自己的错误。回家后，我想妈妈承认了自己的错误，反思了自己的过失。日后，再次应对那烟波浩淼的汪洋时，我的内心仍留有一丝敬畏。海，它不后退、不放下；它有勇气、有力量。应对那片海，就如应对一位人生的智者……或许，这就是它能够征服地球2/3陆地的原因吧。
我家有个小表妹，红红的脸蛋，迷人的笑容，格外讨人喜欢。看似不大的脑袋，却装着大智慧，令人刮目相看，想不到四岁的小孩也这样······
前几天，去她家的时候，刚进门，她在向我微笑，像一个盛开的荷花。小表妹扑进我的怀抱：‘’姐姐来了，哦，真好又可以玩了。‘’说罢，走向房间，也不忘拉我的手。
房间里面一塌糊涂，想必是小表妹的‘’杰作‘’了，我说：‘’这么乱怎么玩。‘’小表妹乌黑的眼睛像算盘珠儿似的滴溜溜乱转，接着，把积木轰得推进床底，我不由得想，这个大坏蛋，比我还精灵古怪。小表妹拉着我的手，转起圈来，嘴里咿咿哇哇不知在唱什么，累了就歇歇，接着又唱······
我的这个小表妹呀！
