It has a dark green shell, scales as hard as armor, a soft little head and four small claws like dragons.
Baby Brazilian tortoise has very high requirements on water temperature, and water of about 25 degrees is most suitable for its survival. When the water temperature drops below 25 degrees, it will hibernate!
Brazilian tortoises also like being with people. Every time you put it in the palm of your hand, it will naturally relax all over, and then all four little paws will come out. If it takes a while, this little thing will fall asleep, so cute! Brazilian tortoises are also sensitive to sounds. When it hears unpleasant sounds, it will retract its head into its shell and sleep. But when the Brazilian tortoise hears my voice, it will stick its head out and look at me with kind eyes!
I like Brazilian tortoise!
Excellent Diary of Grade Four 2 This evening, my mother and I went to Uncle He's house for dinner, and I once again saw the innocent and lovely look of Yo-Yo.
Yo-yo is so cute. The round cerebellum looks lovely with lovely eyes, a small cherry mouth and a red face.
Yo-yo is naive. When I finished playing ball with her, I asked her to guess which hand I had the ball in. She guessed my right hand, but she guessed wrong. In the next round, she guessed her left hand. By the way, the third time she guessed the left hand, the fourth time she guessed the left hand. How naive.
I like the cute look of Yo-Yo.
Summer is coming, and the burning sun is like a huge microwave oven, roasting the earth.
Boys are wearing shorts and girls are wearing skirts, but they are still sweating.
The cicada in the tree has been calling, "It's hot, it's hot."
The puppy was lying on the ground, panting with its long red tongue, as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot."
Finally, the sun went down, and I quickly pushed my bike to the stadium to ride, but I was sweating after riding for a while. I rode home at once and shouted, "It's hot, it's hot."
Grandma quickly helped me take off my sweaty clothes and took me to the bathroom to take a shower. Grandpa served the sliced ice watermelon and turned on the air conditioner. I lay on the sofa and said loudly, "Oh, it's so comfortable. Indoor and outdoor are really different! " "
On Sunday, my mother taught me to ride a bike. I pushed the car first, and the faucet was unstable and I almost fell down. Mom said, "That won't do." So my mother asked me to sit in the car, holding the faucet in one hand to stabilize my direction, and holding me in the other hand to prevent me from falling. My mother told me to put my foot on the pedal and ride hard. I rode for a while without wrestling, so my mother's hand holding the faucet slowly loosened. Because I didn't keep my direction steady and couldn't turn the corner, I stumbled a few times and fell. Mother said, "Don't be afraid of wrestling when riding a bike." With my continuous efforts, I finally learned to ride a bike!
Excellent Diary of Grade Four 5 A Happy Day of Blowing Bubbles Today, I am so happy. My diary has swept my after-school life like a mirror, and I am happy to do housework. An experiment on Sunday is an unforgettable thing. I have a good friend who bid farewell to his alma mater's childhood fun, the Dragon Boat Festival, and the letter to the teacher on the depressed weekend of the future school. The happiness of childhood is a fallen leaf. Cherish time. It's my first charity sale. The fun of childhood cheers for life, and everyone is responsible for environmental protection. I regret my campus when I think of it. My family thanks the beautiful sunshine in West Lake Park. My primary school life dreams of the Dragon Boat Festival. I overcame the temptation to be grateful for the unforgettable June 1st. I remember the Dragon Boat Festival and bid farewell to my childhood favorite teacher.
Today I made a windmill according to the quality book. The windmill does this: take a square piece of paper, fold two diagonal lines from two different angles, and then open it. Cut along the diagonal with scissors, leaving some space in the middle. Then fold one corner of each triangle in turn, fix it with glue, and then connect it with the wind with a curved straw, and the windmill is completed. Students can make more windmills and compare whose windmills are the most beautiful!
Today, the teacher came to plant trees in front of our dining hall. The teacher pulled up the grass first to make room. I dug a hole with great effort. Then my classmates and I gently picked up the seedlings and buried them. We clung to the sapling for fear that it would fall. Knowing that we had stepped on the soil, the teacher put the saplings upright on the ground.
We looked at this newly planted sapling, swaying in the spring breeze, as if saying "thank you" to us!
I think today's Arbor Day is really happy.
Today is New Year's Eve. My parents and I went to my grandfather's house for the Spring Festival. According to the usual practice in previous years, dad cooks and we wait for dinner. I set the plates early, grandpa's, grandma's, dad's ... and mine. Hot food was served on the table. There are fried ribs, lotus root, fried meat, sweet potato balls, fragrant rice ... The last dish is steamed sea cucumber and grouper. Grandpa said, "Tiancheng, do you know why fish was served in the end?" I said, "Do you mean more than a year?" My grandparents praised me for being smart. I'm flattered by your compliments.
I have a nagging mother at home. From the moment I got up, my mother's nagging has been with me, telling me to get up and wash, then urging me to eat, pack my things, get dressed, and nagging me to study hard when I left. Sometimes it's really annoying.
My mother and my brother went to my grandmother's house before my mid-term exam, and only my father and I were left at home. I feel much quieter at home and can't hear my mother's nagging. But this sudden silence made me a little unaccustomed and felt empty. It turns out that I have long been used to my mother's nagging. Because my mother's nagging is full of my mother's deep love for me.
I still hope my mother will come back soon, because I'm used to my mother's nagging. I'm really not used to you without her nagging.
Excellent Diary of Grade Four 10 Just now my father asked me to write it, but I found a yo-yo from a box. This yo-yo was confiscated by my mother when I was playing before and put in a box. I crept to my room and began to play.
As soon as the yo-yo sounded, I heard a crisp "Zizi" sound, and then I played tricks. One, two, three ....................................................................................................................................'s "Hehe" sound was like saying, "Little master, it seems that someone is coming. Hide me quickly and don't let me stay in that black box any longer. " I do my homework at once and put the yo-yo in my schoolbag.
I really should write first and then play yo-yo!