I ran out as fast as I could, and along the way, I thought: What should I do when I get home? Painting? Dancing? Playing with friends? Eat something delicious? Watch TV? ..... However, I didn't think of doing my homework at all. All I can think about is playing and eating.
When I got home, I quickly picked up the phone and called my friend John: "John, this is Kiki. Come and play at my house now! " John replied, "Yes, yes." I played with her all day and she didn't leave until 1: 30. I fell asleep in bed. Sleep until 1 1: 30 in the morning.
After getting up, I picked up a pen and began to draw. One * * * till 2 o'clock. Next, I opened my food cabinet, which contained: shrimp strips, nature movies, Dove chocolates, lollipops, jelly ... I took a pack of nature movies and 10 jelly, came to the TV and turned on the TV: "Aha, my favorite cartoon" The Legend of Nezha ". I saw it from 2 o'clock until 5: 30. " Mom, I'm going to eat fish-flavored eggplant dragon today. ""ok, I see. "Then, we had a delicious meal and went home.
I looked at the date this morning: "Ah, it's been 15 days. It's time to do some homework." I took out my homework, picked up a pen and began to write. I wrote it in two minutes. I was bored and said to myself, "alas, I have a headache when I see my homework." I still have half the time anyway. It's not too late to write later. "
After that, I stopped doing my homework and played every day until the last day.
"Oh, no! It's already March 5. I haven't written a word of my homework yet! " I began to worry, writing left and right, and finally fell asleep before I finished writing.
On the first day of school, I came to school and was severely scolded by the teacher. On the way home, I thought to myself: it can't be like this anymore. I went home depressed.
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School will start soon. Looking back on the winter vacation, there is one thing that I will never forget.
My mother took me out to play that day, and we walked and saw a place with three floors inside and three floors outside, and simply cleaned it up. Out of curiosity, I squeezed in. When I saw it, it turned out to be a ferrule. A junior high school student paid one yuan, and the stall owner ran five laps for him. He said, "Haha, look at me!" "He says, throw the first circle out, 1 of" pa ",the first circle fell to the ground, neither biased nor inclined, just caught a giggling little lucky cat. Junior high school students proudly said, "Hum, I told you I could trap it! ""Then he threw the remaining four circles out and caught nothing, so he had to walk away with the little lucky cat in his arms. Another girl, about seventeen or eighteen, said, "I'll try and see how lucky I am today." Then I paid one yuan and walked five times. As soon as the first lap was steady, it was thrown out at lightning speed. Because I pushed too hard, I fell on a person on the first lap. The second lap didn't trap anything; The third lap didn't catch it: the fourth lap was about to catch a beautiful rainbow cup, but it slipped down again; It was the fifth lap, and she just closed her eyes and threw it, but it didn't get stuck.
I inadvertently glanced at the vendor and saw the strange smile on his face, and I suddenly woke up-this is a lie!
I came to tell you, don't be fooled!
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At noon today, after I finished my homework, I saw that my parents were very tired and looked at my watch. It's already lunch time, so I decided to show my skill and start cooking.
Start cooking. I saw some rotten cucumbers in the basket. I peeled them and began to cut them. At the beginning, I imitated the appearance of an adult and confidently waved my knife and cut it. Dad smiled at the thick cucumber slices. I looked at my father inexplicably: "Is there anything wrong?" Dad nodded with a smile and said patiently, "When cutting cucumber, the fingers of the left hand are close together, the fingertips are retracted, the first joint is arched, and the cucumber is pressed tightly, and the right hand holds a knife until the first joint of the left hand is considerate and cuts hard." I followed my father's instructions and went down one knife at a time. Sure enough, crisp and thin melon slices came into being with the knife. This makes me more confident in consulting. After cutting the cucumber, I began to cook. First, I turned on the gas and put in three spoonfuls of oil. When the oil was hot, I began to knock eggs into the pot. When the first egg was in the pot, there was a loud noise and a puff of smoke, which scared me to scream and take two steps back. Dad didn't seem to see my fear and gave me a thumbs-up sign. So, I got up the courage to knock on the second and third. At this time, I accidentally dropped a small piece of egg skin into the pot. The eggs in the pot were a little burnt when I used chopsticks in a hurry. I quickly poured cucumber slices into the pot, kept stirring them back and forth, and then added a little water to stir them a few times, and "cucumber scrambled eggs" was born. Similarly, "Fried Meat with Garlic Seedlings" was also served on the table. Finally, I made "sausage mixed with ears". Finally, a few side dishes were served.
Start making soup. First, I pour the right amount of water into the pot to stir the rice noodles. Then, I scooped up a spoonful of water, poured rice noodles into the pot, scooped up another spoonful of water, and washed the rice residue in the bowl into the pot. The soup boiled, as if announcing that I was "finished".
Everything is done, and I invited the "judges"-mom and dad to taste it. They said in unison, "We have never had such a good meal!" Seeing mom and dad in a hurry, wolfing down food, my heart was full of joy.
Today's meal is also the sweetest meal I have ever eaten since I was a child.
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During the winter vacation, my father and I traveled by plane. A very interesting thing happened on the plane, and I couldn't help laughing when I remembered it.
Less than half an hour after the plane took off, the flight attendants began to get busy. They just send drinks to the passengers, then hot towels, and then start serving.
Because of the long journey and the long flight time, after dinner, many passengers took off their shoes, covered them with blankets and closed their eyes and fell asleep. The first time I flew by plane, everything was fresh and I was not sleepy at all. I looked out of the window from time to time.
Dad woke up and went to the bathroom. When he came back, he laughed me to death. It turned out that the plane was bumpy and the passengers took off their shoes under the chair in the wrong place. Dad was in a daze when he woke up He wears his own black shoes on his left foot and someone else's blue shoes on his right foot. Little did he know, so he sat in the chair and fell asleep again. I fought back a smile and said to my father, "Dad, look at your shoes!" " "Dad opened his eyes and couldn't help laughing.
We looked everywhere for a long time, but we couldn't find the shoe. Can shoes still fly? I was wondering, a female foreigner sitting in front of my father came out of the toilet opposite. When I saw it, my intestines were almost broken with joy. She wears blue shoes on her left foot and black shoes on her right foot. Father asked me what I was laughing at. I wanted to tell him, but I wanted to see how the sketch ended, so I said to my father, "Nothing, nothing, go back to sleep."
After all this trouble, dad couldn't sleep, couldn't find his shoes, and simply turned on the spotlight in his seat to read. I covered my mouth and quietly watched the foreigner's every move in the front row.
After a while, the foreigner leaned down, with a shoe on his foot and a shoe in his hand, and began to touch everywhere. At this time, his father was absorbed in reading his sage book, and suddenly someone grabbed his foot. The foreigner kept shouting, "My shoes! My shoes! " Dad was shocked. When he woke up, he laughed with the people around him.
Laughing the most joyfully, the most striking thing is a bearded foreigner who is more than two meters tall. He stood there with a big belly, laughing his head off. Suddenly, he only heard a bang, and the belt that tied his trousers was interrupted by laughter.
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One day last winter vacation, my aunt and I went to the "melon and fruit retail street" to buy fruit.
After entering "One Street", my aunt and I came to a fruit stall. I looked around, and my aunt and the apple seller began to bargain. Suddenly, I found a basket of Huang Chengcheng pears beside me. The pear seller is a young girl. She is wearing a cotton-padded jacket and her two fat trouser legs are swinging back and forth in the wind. She looks like a simple rural girl.
At this time, a middle-aged woman wearing lipstick and rouge is leading a four-or five-year-old child. When they came to the booth, the middle-aged woman asked, "How much is a catty here? Is it sweet? " "Three yuan a catty, very sweet." "Hum! Let me try. " The woman picked something from east to west. Finally, she picked a big yellow pear, wiped it with a handkerchief and began to eat. "Mom, I want it, too!" The little girl raised her childish face and held out two chubby little hands. "What can children taste?" Although the woman said so, she chose a big pear and gave it to the little girl. The middle-aged woman wiped her mouth after eating pears and said, "I won't buy it if it's not sweet!" " She was about to leave with the little girl when the little girl shouted, "Great! That's great. Pears are delicious, not sour, and my mother loves to lie. " The woman was very angry and immediately scowled. She slapped the little girl in the face. "Wow ..." The little girl began to cry and said, "Mom loves to lie, and mom loves to take advantage of petty gains." Women are going to hit children again. At this time, the rural girl stood up and stopped her. She took some pears from the basket and gave them to the little girl. Without looking at the woman, she picked up the box and went to another place to sell pears. The woman stayed there at once, not knowing what to do. Seeing this scene, I left two figures in my mind: one is so tall and the other is so small.
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Looking forward to, looking forward to, the exam results have come to me, and the winter vacation is getting closer and closer.
I went home with my exam report card. I thought I could have a carefree and comfortable winter vacation, but I didn't expect that reality and imagination are worlds apart.
When I get up in the morning, I will sit in bed and recite, and then have dinner. After dinner, I began to do my homework and the homework assigned by my teacher. Then my mother's nagging reappeared. In this cycle, the happiness of winter vacation will be gone, only troubles and pressures.
Once, my mother used Mao Zedong to squeeze me. It's time to go to menstruation's house. I thought I would have a good time. I didn't expect my mother to let me take all my homework to menstruation's house. On the way to my aunt's house, my little cousin Yang Yang and my little cousin clearly talked with relish, but I lowered my head and couldn't even say a word, just sighing. When I arrived at my aunt's house, Mingming and Yang Yang had a good time, but I buried my head and listened to them play while doing my homework. My mother stood next to me, pointing to this question, a little touched. Seeing that I had no intention, I told a story about Mao Zedong: "In the past, Mao Zedong studied hard, but he always felt that he was inferior to others. He wanted to test his perseverance and brought a small piece. I thought: Hum, if I am as serious as Mao Zedong, I can be the chairman. Besides, I don't want to be the chairman. I just want to enjoy it now. Mom, when will you know your daughter's heart?
I feel happiest when my mother goes drinking during the winter vacation. My mother let me stay at my aunt's house. Aunt took Mingming and me to the Bund to fly kites and blow the northwest wind, and then took us to "Yaya" to take pictures, eat KFC and buy hairpins ... how free! No one forced me to do my homework, no one forced me to recite, and no one reminded me in my ear. I feel that the day I followed my aunt was for me. No, not the whole day, just a short half day. My mother went home early. She called me at once and did the last task-go home at once. I was caged again.
The hard and long winter vacation has passed, followed by heavy schoolbags, mountains of homework and thousands of words of "advice" from teachers ... when can I have a free holiday? I really want to shout at the sky.