Many things may happen in a week, such as eating delicious food, playing a fun game, or a funny thing. The following is the "311-word weekly diary of ordinary life" compiled by me for everyone, which is for reference only. Welcome to read this article. Chapter 1: 311 words of ordinary life weekly diary The fifth grade of primary school should be true < P > I especially like to eat fried rice with eggs cooked by my father. His fried rice with eggs is rich in color and delicious.

On Tuesday morning, my parents were busy, so I thought I should do something. Seeing the dishes my father bought in the kitchen, I had a brainwave and thought, I'll cook fried rice with eggs for my parents! I went into the kitchen and began to prepare the materials.

I picked a carrot, a bamboo shoot, a green pepper and a few shallots, and asked my father to help me clean them and cut them into small pieces for later use. At this time, I took out two eggs from the refrigerator, opened them and poured them into a bowl, added cooking wine and a little salt, and stirred the egg mixture evenly along one direction with chopsticks.

I turn on the gas stove carefully, and when the pot is a little hot, I pour the oil in first, then slowly pour the beaten egg liquid into the pot, and gently turn it with a spatula like my father. At first, I was a little scared that oil would spill on my hands. Soon, I thought it was quite fun. When the egg is almost fried, take it out and put it on an empty plate. Then, I put diced carrots, diced green peppers, diced bamboo shoots and ham into the pot and stir-fry. I watched them "jumping around" in the pot, and I stir-fry even more vigorously. Dad saw that the food was cooked, so he helped me to pour the cold rice and the fried eggs into the pot and continue to stir fry. When the rice and vegetables were all hot, sprinkle a little chopped green onion, and a pot of delicious and colorful fried rice with eggs would be cooked. I was so happy!

Mom and Dad were full of praise after eating it, praising me for my ability, which made me happy. I'm still a little nervous about cooking fried rice with eggs for the first time. Next time, I'll have more experience! Chapter 2: 311 words of ordinary life weekly diary The fifth grade of primary school should be true < P > Everyone has eaten fried rice with eggs, but they may not have cooked fried rice with eggs. Today I will show my skills!

at noon on Thursday, my stomach growled. Mom and dad haven't come back from repairing the car. What should we do? It suddenly occurred to me that there is still some leftover rice in the morning. Let me cook fried rice with eggs.

I'll turn on the natural gas first, then put the pot on the gas cooker, light it and drain the oil. At this time, I must pay attention to the proper amount of oil, neither too much nor too little. I started to beat eggs. I took the eggs out of the refrigerator, knocked on the edge of the table a few times, and broke the eggshell. Then I took the top of the pot and squeezed it hard at the broken eggshell, and the eggs slipped into the oil pan. I threw the eggshell into the trash can, stir-fried the eggs in the pot with a spatula several times, and then cut the eggs with a spatula to make them not stick together. After that, I began to put rice in the pot. I pressed the rice hard with a spatula and tried to spread it out. I looked at the fried rice in the pot, thought for a moment, and added the leftovers from this morning to the rice, so the fried rice with eggs would be more delicious.

in this way, I cooked a bowl of fried rice with scrambled eggs easily. Eating my own fried rice, I feel particularly delicious and my heart is full of joy. Chapter 3: 311 Ordinary Life Weekly, the fifth grade of primary school should be true

On Friday evening, my father and I had a "water gun battle": I took the water gun, but my father took his killer weapon-the hose, and my father was going to shoot me with the hose. The hose had a long range and a wide range, which I knew, and I expected that I would lose.

an unusually lively battle is about to begin!

The game started, and my father ran to the tap. I took the opportunity to put on my raincoat.

Dad saw that I put on my raincoat and put it on at once. I immediately "shot" and "won!" I am happy to say that my father continued to wear a raincoat, and I quickly shot at it. One by one, "bullets" shot like bullets, "Ah! Son of a bitch Dare to shoot me and see if I don't teach you a lesson. " Dad said as he put on his raincoat. After he put on his raincoat, he immediately shot. "ah!" I let out a scream and was shot by my father. I became a veritable "drowned rat". "Haha ... I told you to shoot me." Dad said with a smile.

We played for a long time. As soon as we played until eight o'clock, we put down our "weapons". Back to their respective "big camps"

an unusually lively battle subsided. Chapter 4: 311 Words Ordinary Life Weekly Notes The fifth grade of primary school should be real

On Saturday morning, I finally came to xx Mountain Forest Park. There were so many people waiting to play water polo in the park, and there were so many people! My brother and I squeezed for a long time and finally saw the "small water polo" in the big pond. This water polo is quite big and shiny, and a long zipper is sewn on one side of the ball. Watching others climb and roll happily in the water polo makes my heart itch. Mom took out 21 yuan's money, and my brother and I couldn't wait to get into the water polo.

The water polo without oxygen was filled with oxygen by a bulging pipe. The water polo grew bigger and bigger, and gradually became a pavilion. I'm afraid it will explode! With the sound of zipper, I was pushed into the pond by professionals. I rolled all over the ball, but I couldn't let the water polo float where I wanted to go. Look at my brother, he also made a mistake. However, fortunately, the professionals pushed us in time (pushed us farther), otherwise we would have collided with another aunt in water polo. We just played and rowed in the water, but the good times always passed quickly. Soon, we reluctantly left the cool water polo (after all, there were too many people waiting in line, so everyone only had 5 minutes to play).

Now, my favorite thing is playing water polo. Although I can't get in touch with real water, I feel so relaxed. Chapter 5: 311 Ordinary Life Weekly's fifth grade primary school should be true

On Monday, xx came to my house to play, brought a water gun, and I also had one, so we started a water fight, which lasted only a few minutes. The fluttering "rain" had turned the whole house into a flooded Chen Tangguan. xx took the water gun to shoot at me, but it didn't hit me, but it wet the wall a lot. Now it's my turn to fight back. I've come to a beautiful girl, and Zhou Sizhuo was shot by me. I looked at the wall, but it's okay. When I looked on the ground again, the water passed half a toe, and I thought xx was still shooting, so I ran away immediately. If he came to Guan Yu and flooded the seventh army, it would be terrible!

At this moment, grandma came and was shocked to see how wet the ground was. She immediately told me to mop up the water. I quickly picked up the mop and dragged the floor seriously. Seeing grandma go, we played again. Now it's not a water fight, but a mop fight. My body is covered with water. Grandma heard the sound of a mop and came to see it again. We quickly put the mop on the ground. I put it in front of me, then pushed it back and forth to mop the floor. When it was finished, I hung my head embarrassedly.

From then on, I learned that we can't do things while playing, and we can't be half-hearted, otherwise we can't do things well. We must do things wholeheartedly so as not to get worse.