Time flows like water in a hurry. The week is over. We have not only increased our knowledge, but also exercised ourselves. There must be a lot to record. It’s time to write a weekly diary.

How should we write a weekly diary?

Below are 6 diaries I collected and compiled for the second grade of junior high school. They are for reference only. Everyone is welcome to read them.

Weekly Diary of the Second Grade, Chapter 1: Saying goodbye to my naive childhood, I became a high-spirited young man. In this short experience, I swam in the ocean of knowledge and enjoyed the happiness that reading brought me.

When I was an innocent child, my mother said that fairy tales and storybooks were always with me, and I even slept with them in my arms.

Every afternoon, as soon as I got out of school, I would take out "Grimm's Fairy Tales" from my childish little schoolbag. But I was still young at the time and couldn't read a few characters, so I had to rely on pinyin to try.

"The Ugly Duckling" is my favorite. I liked watching it when I was a child, probably because of the clumsy appearance of the ugly duckling in the pattern.

However, I also know from the story that although the ugly duckling was abandoned, it did not give up on itself and finally turned into a beautiful white swan.

Isn’t this the spirit of never giving up?

It tells me: As long as you work hard and persevere, you will succeed.

Reading makes me understand many truths, so I am happy.

Slowly, when I was a child, I became a little different. I liked reading books like "The Unsolved Mysteries of the World" and I often fantasized about them after reading them.

For example, I once saw the "Time and Space Tunnel", and the general content of it was: There was a plane parked at a certain airport, but the airport search radar could not detect it. After investigation, it was found that the plane took off in 1947.

Disappeared on the way, and when the current person returned home, everyone in the family was dead, old and old, and children he had never seen before were also at his home.

After reading this time, I thought if I entered the tunnel, would I go back to the past or the future? What was I like before, and what will I be like in the future?

If I become a scientist, I will definitely spend all my energy to solve the unsolved mysteries in the world.

Reading makes me full of imagination, so I am happy.

Now, perhaps because my learning ability has improved, I like prose and poetry collections. Every time I am addicted to them, I can't extricate myself.

Reading "Deep in the Alley", I was moved by the blind mother's deep and selfless maternal love for her adopted daughter; reading "Sheltering from the Rain in the Mountains", I fully understood the meaning of being willing to teach and make peace; reading "Mulan Ci", I deeply admired kindness

Hua Mulan, a heroine who is filial, joins the army for her father, and is brave and good at fighting; reading the poem "not afraid of the clouds covering my eyes, because I am at the highest level", I understand the truth of standing high and looking far; reading "Sun

As the moon travels, the stars will shine as brightly as if they came out of it." I feel the great ambition of Cao Cao, the great hero of the generation, to make great achievements. Reading the poem "Count the famous figures, but also look at the present day", my blood is boiling and I am full of pride.

My heart is filled with infinite yearning for the future... Reading helps me improve my cultural taste, so I am happy.

Reading is a happy thing. Reading can not only relax our mood, but also teach us how to behave in the world. It makes us full of imagination and improves our humanistic quality. Isn't this unhappy?

Weekly Diary for the Second Grade of Junior High School Chapter 2: Childhood is beautiful, it is like a forest, and every tree is an interesting childhood story. However, there is a metasequoia tree standing in the middle of the forest. It is the most unforgettable silly thing for me. I will remember it when I think of it.

Hehehe giggled.

At that time, I was still in kindergarten, and I still mispronounced "T" and "K" and they always mixed them together, so I made a lot of jokes.

One day, we finished our morning class, and at noon, it was time for us to go to sleep.

I fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, the tragedy happened. I was surprised to find that "the pants are gone." I yelled and brought the whole class over. The teacher was the first to ask me, what did she use?

He said in a gentle voice: "Hua Jie, what's wrong with you?" I stopped shouting and said in a disappointed tone: "My 'rabbit' (pants) is gone."

"Ah!" The teacher exclaimed in surprise and said quickly: "Everyone, look for the rabbit!" This time, the students who never made a fuss in their sleep also had a quarrel.

"Ah! Come on, look for the rabbit!" The shouts resounded through the sky. I saw so many classmates helping me find "pants." I felt warm in my heart. I shouted with joy, "Come on! Come on! Let's look for the rabbit (pants) together."

)" The students heard my encouragement and became even more cheerful.

In order to find a rabbit, a classmate got under the bed and crawled on his hands and feet while saying softly: "Little rabbit, where are you? I am a carrot, come to me!" It turned out that the rabbit was

He couldn't find it, but he was trapped under the bed. The whole class moved the bed together and saved an innocent life.

Finally, the teacher and classmates gave up. The teacher asked me puzzledly: "Where is the rabbit?" I argued loudly: "It's not a 'rabbit' but a rabbit (pants)." At this time, a gust of wind blew out and caused the curtains to break.

Flying up, a black shadow appeared behind the window. I suddenly remembered to put my pants by the window and said loudly: "My 'rabbit' (pants) is over there by the window."