The day is coming to an end, what is your summary? It is better to write a diary now. In order to save you from the headache of writing a diary, here are 8 growth diaries that I have collected for everyone. They are for reference only. I hope they can help you. Growth Diary Part 1

Observation focus: (determined according to parents’ requirements)

Focus on observing Song Jiaqi’s participation in various activities in the kindergarten. Including active exploration performance in various activities, sports interest in sports activities, etc.

(Attached are the things that parents want teachers to pay attention to: Jiajia doesn’t like to use her brain at home. She is unwilling to work harder when encountering the slightest difficulty. She is very squeamish. She complains about being tired at all times and likes to lie down and watch TV. Reading. I hope the teacher can educate her more and help her correct these problems)

September 8 (morning activity)

Jiajia came to the activity room and sat directly on her seat. , I asked her: "Why don't you go down and play?" Jia: "I don't want to go." Me: "Why?" Jia: "I feel tired." Me: "Did you not sleep well at night?" Jia: "No, I don't want to play." I said, "Okay, then you can take a rest." Jiajia never participated in the morning activities.

September 10 (regional activity)

Jiajia played "color nail painting" in the hands-on area. After nailing one sun, he stopped. I said: "The sun is so beautiful! If I were a bird, I would definitely fly to the sun!" Jia said: "Then I will nail another bird... but I can't !" I brought her a simple drawing of a bird, and Jiajia happily took it and started the second creation... The activity was over, and the colored nail painting was completed - the sun, the bird, the rainbow and the clouds. The picture is plump and full of childlike interest.

September 15th (life activities)

Today Jiajia wore a buttoned coat. After going to bed, she tried to unbutton it herself. The buttonholes were small and difficult. Untie. She glanced at me, and I deliberately turned my head and pretended not to see it, and she started to pull on her clothes hard. Of course it was not working anymore, so she started asking for help: "Teacher, I don't know how to take it off!" I said, "Don't do it. Anxious, try again." She cried, repeating: "Teacher, I can't..." until I went to help her untie it.

September 22 (regional activity)

Jiajia was playing puzzles in the smart area. She couldn’t put them together no matter how hard she tried. Just when she was about to leave, Zhou Jie went over to play with her. She worked hard again, and the two continued to fight while talking and laughing. After a while, I heard her cheers. It seemed that she succeeded. Sure enough, when I walked over, she started putting together another advertising puzzle.

Analysis and suggestions:

After a period of observation, we found that Jiajia is indeed more likely to shrink when encountering difficulties, but in most cases, as long as teachers, children or If some external factors can intervene in time, Jiajia can insist on further exploration. It is recommended that parents provide timely help and encouragement when their child encounters difficulties or becomes tired, so that she can experience the support of adults and let her feel the joy of success. I believe that her enthusiasm for participating in activities will be quickly improved.

Jiajia often expressed reluctance to participate in sports activities. We contacted the kindergarten doctor and grandma and believed that this situation may be related to Jiajia’s physical condition, which is caused by obesity. Jiajia has a certain physiological burden when exercising, such as slow movement, fatigue and sweating, which make Jiajia psychologically reject sports. Parents can start by cultivating Jiajia's interest in sports activities, and then gradually increase their children's activity. At the same time, they should also pay attention to the control and adjustment of Jiajia's diet. The cooperation of both parties in our homeland will surely enable Jiajia to grow up healthily and happily.

After observing, recording and analyzing the behavior of Jiajia’s children, I formulated corresponding education plans and strategies based on their situation, for example: working with Jiajia *** to develop an exercise plan (including daily The two of us walked up and down the stairs twice, three times each time, walked with my parents after dinner every day, etc.); asked the doctor and grandma to introduce the knowledge about how to combine nutrition with food, and then worked out a scientific recipe for the week with Jiajia; please Jiajia acts as a teacher's little helper (such as helping to borrow items from teachers in other classes, helping to collect small bottles from all classes in the kindergarten, helping to distribute snacks to children, etc.); in operational activities, give more affirmation and encouragement, Provide timely help and let Jiajia experience success. While adopting various educational strategies, I communicated the educational plan with parents, received timely support from parents, and ensured the consistency of home education. One month later, Jiajia’s enthusiasm and self-confidence in participating in activities have improved significantly. improve. Growth Diary Part 2

Day 1: Today I have planted every kind of seeds into the soil in my yard. I named this land "Yingying Vegetable Garden". I will observe it every day, nurture it, and let it grow with me.

The next day: Because there is no sun today, the seeds are still sleeping in the soil!

Day 3: Today I moved the seeds into the flower pot. What makes me happy is that two black kidney bean seeds have quietly sprouted tender white buds!

Day 4: Today I found that my spinach also grew green sprouts, and how come a few seeds were still sleeping in the soil? Mom said there will be sun tomorrow, I think it’s time for the little seed to wake up!

Day 5: Today is a sunny day. My little seedlings have grown taller, and I have also made progress. Although I only improved by two points in this Chinese language test, I will grow up slowly like a young seedling.

Day 6: Today I saw all my little seeds growing. They stand upright in the flowerpot like warriors.

Day 7: There is no sun today, and the seedlings do not grow taller. I hope Father Sun can come out soon so that my little seedlings can grow up strong.

My progress: As the little cabbage seedlings grow up day by day, I have finished memorizing the "Three Character Classic"! In the past, I would be lazy and not memorize it for several days. Now, memorizing the Three Character Classic after writing a seed growth diary is what I have to do every day. The seedlings are growing up, and I am also making progress. Growth Diary Part 3

When I wrote these words, the minute hand just finished the previous day's work and started a new day's journey. The dormitory was very quiet, with roommates breathing evenly as they slept, and the light from the corridor shone in through the top window, giving it a faint glow.

Turn on the desk lamp again, find a few pieces of paper and pen, and start talking to yourself with a ray of light. I don’t know how long this habit has existed. Because it is so natural, it has become an algebra in the equation of life. I am not very good at telling stories to others, so I often tell stories to myself quietly late at night. In fact, I had already lied down very early, but after everyone was asleep and everything around me became quiet, I still maintained the original position, thinking about the problem with a clear mind.

They said, we are juniors, we are old!

I was chatting with a friend yesterday and I said that youth is a labor pain. After saying it, I felt very sour, so I started to laugh at myself. We talked by Cihu Lake in the evening. You said you wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and I said I wanted to be a teacher. We each talked about our plans, how good our decision was, how good our reasons were, and how attractive the future was. I said that I wanted to be a teacher, to inherit my father’s career, to lead a group of children who had the same beautiful dreams as me to pursue their dreams, and to go home and cook delicious meals after get off work; you said that you wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination and find a better job. job, get a higher salary, buy a big house for my parents... We told Cihu about our dreams, the wind was blowing, and it was very cool.

It has been said that in the third year of college, people will change a lot. They will no longer love fantasy, start to mature, be really anxious about the future, desperately find their own goals, and make various decisions. And constantly changing the decision he just made. At the moment of change, people become more and more contradictory and impetuous. Because we are increasingly unclear about what we want. Just like you said you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination but are afraid of not being able to persist, and I said I want to work because I am afraid of too much competition, we are all made more and more undecided by our own decisions.

I was confused when I was a freshman and sophomore year, but at that time I always thought that I had a lot of time to think about what I wanted, but time flew by and I looked at the person who was about to leave. Seniors and sisters, we are starting to get nervous. In a few months we will go to internships, prepare for graduation defense, then find a job, then leave, and then our student days will really be over.

Are you in your junior year like me? Will it suddenly stop at a certain moment after a long, long period of time, just because we see the young faces that are very similar to ours, and see the same young faces that we used to try our best to do what we care about? Serious expression when doing something.

Are you in your junior year like me? Will you start to learn to count the past in detail, and will you still feel regretful about a mistake you made due to carelessness?

Are you in your junior year like me? When chatting with friends, the topic often turns to the future unconsciously. We plan what kind of work we want to do, which city we like to settle in, and where to travel. We often talk about it with joy, as if the future is in the future. The Son will come to us, but after that we become silent and start thinking about our future alone.

Are you in your junior year like me? Our junior year comes and goes before we know it, and the days are gone forever. Growth Diary Part 4

Time will disappear, pain will disappear, the sun will shine brightly, waiting for you.

———Inscription

The first bodhi tree finally grew in the Garden of Eden in my dream, and I learned not to be lonely. A person walks and searches for Swan Lake. In the end, everyone has an ending. It is an ending, but the mood should still be beautiful.

I am such a child, kicking stones at the corner and waiting, I will be sensitive and fragile. It is always too easy to be moved by a simple plot, or even just a scene, the breeze that passes through my heart in a moment.

Loneliness sings over and over again, hovering over the sad and broken years. I began to feel that human greed is like an endless hole. No matter what, it can't be filled up. No matter what, it’s not enough. This really scares me.

The location was a corner of a certain street in a certain city. I stood on that street corner, watching the people passing by, and I began to feel impatient. I spent a long time practicing smiling and blessing, and I used a thick shell to pretend to be strong. I originally thought that I would say goodbye with a smile and leave a chic back. But still, the moment I turned around, I burst into tears.

We are all like this, not a word, just a gentle hug, everything is over. And our hearts will always leave a corner of the purest sky for each other.

I still remember the past, but now there is no need to explain. We all have to believe that time will settle everything, only truth and beauty. Those initial waits all grew into the annual rings of the tree with the sunshine at that time. However, the tree beside the ancient road, which I cannot name, has wanted to say more than once: "Even if you all forget it in the future, I will still remember the day when the shutter was pressed.

Everything seems to have returned. The original appearance. In these increasingly warm days, I also began to feel nostalgia and sentimentality occasionally. I thought about how some people walked into my world one after another and left one after another. In those days, I pretended to be strong. Come here.

I am not the kind of person who can express my emotions easily. I cannot express my deepest thoughts in words in front of others, and there is no one to tell me.

I started to waste a lot of time thinking about problems. In fact, I don't know what I am thinking about most of the time. It is only when I feel that I have been distracted for too long that I realize that I have stopped what I should be doing. I feel helpless about all this. I should put more effort into my studies. This way you can get rid of the thoughts flying around in your mind.

Learn, study, and read.

In fact, there is not long left, I want to leave here as soon as possible. A lot of time that we thought would pass slowly has actually been squandered by us and flew forward like a fleeting moment.

There is not much time left.

The temperature is rising day by day. It's getting closer to warmer day by day. The sky is blue and the sea is blue, the clouds are clear and the wind is gentle. We have you and me, encouraging each other, working hard, and striving for the future.

At the beginning of April, I waved goodbye to the restless, sad, bleak and false time, leaving everything dust-free. Growth Diary Chapter 5

Weibo record: No matter how busy you are, you can’t forget to pour out the water in the flower pots every night and move them out of the dry bedroom. Fill the flower pots with fresh water every morning and put them in Go to the bedroom balcony. Watching the flower plants gradually grow taller, I am filled with joy.

To elaborate: I did not practice the key points of changing the water every other week. I always felt that since the flowers were born, they needed more nourishment from water, so the water was changed very frequently during this period. But the result is that the branches and leaves grow extremely fast and tall, and it feels like the small glass bottle cannot even contain the flower. Look back on your mistakes and tell yourself again how difficult it is to combine knowledge with action. Growth Diary Part 6

Do you know the growth process of silkworm babies? Come and see mine now!

Emerging from the eggs

One day, I bought thirty silkworm eggs. The little ones lived tenaciously, and finally, twenty ant silkworms hatched. A few days passed, and finally, only thirteen silkworms were left. I was a little sad, but also a little happy, thinking silently: Little silkworms, grow up quickly! You must live strong!

Thrive

These ant silkworms finally grew up. They crawled around, as if saying: "I have grown up! I have finally grown up!" Later They have grown to three centimeters. This is because I feed them green mulberry leaves every day, so they grow fat and strong. Ha ha! I didn't expect that I have such great ability!

The waxing and waning of life

A few days later, I found something was wrong with a silkworm. It didn't eat mulberry leaves, and it fell down softly, unable to lift its head at all. It seemed to be saying to its brothers and sisters: "I am going to die, you must live strong." As a result, the silkworm really died. I was a little sad. I really wanted to say to the dead silkworm: "You will be in heaven." Live well." Fortunately, the other silkworms grew fatter and stronger!

Song of Growth

A few days passed, and a few silkworms shed their skins, as if to say: "I have grown up! Great!" I am also very happy. I was so excited that I prepared fresh and tender mulberry leaves for them to eat, and they grew better.

Looking forward to it with pleasure

I believe that the remaining silkworms will grow better. Come on, little silkworms! Growth Diary Part 7

After persisting for a week, I gradually adapted to it. Be a veritable working man who is running for life. After a few days, my face was tanned, and I was wearing a dark work clothes. I ran between my home and the construction site without any care or concern (it was probably because I was powerless). In the past week, I have done a lot of work, and I feel a little more capable. But it was so painful that it made me scold the heavens and the earth. God is so blind, why didn't he send down the rain and let me rest for a day?

You must encourage yourself every day, otherwise the thoughts of retreat and giving up will fill your mind. I was lazy at noon and did not go home. I went to the cafeteria to buy a meal for one yuan and almost died. The long noodles and vegetables were not even a little oily. I really admire those "colleagues" who have been eating this meal for many years.

After dinner, I went to the construction site dormitory to rest. The smell in the room almost made me spit out the meal I just ate. It was so unpleasant. A painted sheet lay on the hardwood board, covered in soot. I have no choice but to make do with it. While eating, I saw a few people who had not gone home at noon, gnawing on dry steamed buns, drinking boiled water, and even eating a one-yuan meal. My heart was a little blocked and my eyes were astringent, as if a small insect had probably flown into me.

I understood at that moment. I understand a saying: "The hearts of parents in the world are pitiful." I think their children must not have eaten dry steamed buns and drank boiled water. Because my parents didn't treat me like this. I hope all unscrupulous children like me in the world will ask themselves how much they have given to their parents. Growth Diary Part 8

Time flies, weaving the trajectory of my growth. Shake off the dust of time, gently pick up the tidbits in memory, and store them in the depths of my heart. The fragrance of maternal love flows in my heart... - Inscription

"Tick tock - -" The raindrops knocked on the glass, then slowly slid down, and in an instant, they slipped into my heart.

In an instant, in the depths of the soul, time is woven one by one, forming an invisible network. The water drops of memory - slipping, gathering, and mixing with the water drops falling from the bottom of the heart, form a memory. A network of crystals appeared before my eyes. Blurry, clear, I saw a girl...

Everything was quiet, and there was still a shimmering light in front of the table. I was writing hard, and my eyelids gradually became heavy. "Ha--" stretched and hit I let out a long yawn, "Listen to some music to cheer me up" I thought to myself. It was very quiet outside the room and my mother was not there. I secretly plugged in my headphones and immersed myself in the ocean of music.

"Squeak -" The door suddenly opened, and I hurriedly pulled off the headphones and threw them aside, feeling as uneasy as a deer stumbling around.

"What are you doing?" I turned around and saw that it was my mother. She was holding a cup of tea in her hand, and the steam was flowing all around. Her brows furrowed slightly.

"Oh, I, I didn't do anything..." I was at a loss, "I said I didn't do anything, but I heard a bang as soon as I came in." A cold light radiated from my mother's eyes, It goes to the bottom of my heart.

I trembled, "I was listening to music..." There was a silence, and the cold air made me breathless. "How long have you been listening to music? You are still listening to music..." Mom shouted angrily.

I didn’t speak, and my anger was building up bit by bit. Listening to my mother’s scolding, I couldn’t help it.

"What, how about I listen to music? I have studied so hard all day, can't I just listen to music?" I looked at her angrily.

My mother's eyes trembled, and her hand holding the cup tightened, "Okay, okay, I don't care about you." She turned and left, "Bang--" The door slammed shut, which also hit my heart.

The next morning, I left without calling my mother, leaving a determined figure behind.

After school, it started to rain at some point. Without umbrellas, the students looked outside anxiously for the shadows of their parents. And I looked out the window and watched the raindrops hitting the leaves. The leaves were drooped and bent down by the raindrops, and they couldn't help but shed tears. Drops of water slid down my cheeks, I don't know if they were rain or tears.

The sky is getting darker, the air is oppressive, the raindrops are getting denser, and the cold wind is blowing. I can’t help but wrap up my coat tightly. The leaves are blown down one after another, and the ruthless rain makes them hurt. A few unbearable leaves whirled down and fell to the ground, only to be washed away by the water, disappearing away.

The classmates walked one by one, and the noisy crowd fell silent and dispersed. I stood alone in the corridor, letting the raindrops hit my face, and together with the leaves, I endured the cold. A drop of rain gradually slipped into my heart...

The rain gradually stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the sky suddenly dawned.

The leaves straightened up. A few bits of fresh green popped out from the tips of the bent branches. My eyes lit up and a rainbow streaked across the sky. I felt a little calmer. There was water splashing around my feet, and all I could think about was going home quickly.

When I was about to get home, I suddenly stopped and looked up. Outside the balcony window, an anxious face appeared, looking at me. For a moment, our eyes collided, and she quickly retracted her head. I felt warm in my heart and walked home quickly.

The door was ajar, so I tiptoed into the house. When I saw my mother, tears rolled down involuntarily, "Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong...". "Okay, correct your mistakes when you know they are wrong. You are a good boy."

There is delicious food on the table, and my mother has been waiting for me...

Looking at the memory crystal network, my tears It fell with a flutter and gathered at my feet, forming a small circular vortex, deeply involving me, and the warmth enveloped me heavily...