虾初二日记

老地方整理的虾初二日记（精选4篇），经小编精挑细选，希望大家喜欢。

虾初二日记 篇1

你有钓过虾吗？我就有这样一次有趣而难忘的.经历。

国庆节放假，在爸爸的提议下，我们一家子去钓虾。

一到钓虾场，我就迫不及待地催爸爸，赶紧帮我拿虾饵和鱼竿，让我尝试一下钓虾的滋味儿。爸爸马上拿了一枝鱼竿、一个鸡心。我不解地问：“鸡心？要做什么？”“虾饵呀！”爸爸回答道。

开始钓虾了。我手足无措，呆呆地站在原地，不知道怎么钓虾。这时，亮子叔叔好像看出我的心事，笑嘻嘻地对我说：“我来教你吧！首先要把虾饵剪成一小块，挂在钩子上，然后用力把鱼线甩出去。要耐心等，盯住浮标，如果浮标全部沉下水，就表示虾已上钩。”

听了亮子叔叔的方法后，我决定自己行动。我拿起剪刀，剪下一小块鸡心，挂在鱼钩上，把线放了下去……不一会儿，突然浮标有动静了：“上钩了。”我满心欢喜用力一提，哪来的虾呀，是水波震的，空欢喜一场！时间一分一秒过去了我还是一无所获，我想：还是换个地方吧！我坐到珊姨旁边，可又过了半个小时，我还是一无所获，我只好坐回亮子叔叔旁边，仍旧毫无动静。

渐渐地，我失去了耐心，心想：为什么我钓不到呢？我这虾是不是跟我过不去，不钓啦！顺手把竿放到一旁，噘起嘴闷闷不乐。这时妈妈走过来语重心长地说：“钓虾要沉得住气，不要像小猫钓鱼三心二意……”我听完后明白了，又恢复了信心，重新开始钓虾。

功夫不负有心人，终于，我死盯着的浮标向下沉了一些，我便定住了：这次真的“开壶”了！浮标沉了下去，我用力一提，虾就飞了上来。我高兴得一蹦三尺高，让爸爸把虾拿了下来。

有了第一次的经验，我钓虾也越来越顺手了，第二只、第三只……我的战利品越来越多！不知不觉中，钓虾结束了，我和叔叔阿姨看着我们的“战利品”，开心的笑了。

钓虾让我明白了一个道理：做什么事都要有耐心，失败乃成功之母！

虾初二日记 篇2

今天，微风叙持，天气湿润又有些许干燥，令人发狂的毛毛细雨，像一颗颗针那样尖细。实在叫人难以心静，则我回想起儿时钓土虾的记忆。

几个小伙伴准备好工具，短根钓线，酒，猪肝，竹竿，桶酒整装待发啦!几乎过程一切顺利，这田埂上的洞都被我们钓了个遍，钓上来的东西则也千奇百怪：蚱蜢，青蛙，老鼠，水蜘蛛等，既惊讶又开心，也着实又为浪费的酒，猪肝儿而痛惜。

为寻找儿时的童真与乐趣，我专门在手机上呼叫"钓虾小队"回老家钓虾。一为旧日不聚，二为儿时童真。 小虾米，大猹，梓铭，洋四人钓虾小队已集合完毕!"哇!你我们准备的东西呢?"难道这天下有白吃的午餐吗?你们都不送虾们点什么吗? "好了，梓铭，去了一波买装备的就剩咱俩了!我们干嘛呢?"小虾米说。 "我们先去田埂有洞的地方做上记号，方便等会儿找吧!"我说。"哦耶终于重回虾梗了。" 啊，这种感觉真是棒极了，尽管毛毛细雨仍在下，也抵挡不住我们对钓虾的迫切心情。

时隔20分钟，我们准备好了!一切，钓虾，顾名思义，当然就是像钓鱼一样钓虾咯!虽然钓鱼用的是蚯蚓钓，但也相差不大。田埂滑溜溜，田面上的水波粼粼，使水面楚楚动人，我们兵分两路，先在竹竿上系上线，扯下一段猪肝绑在上头，将绑有猪肝的那个头缓慢地放进洞里，放好过后。因为有24个洞，一个人看守六个洞，动中有惊有喜这个不好说，但为了钓虾受惊吓算什么呢? 趁着虾还没有上钩，我们在田中捉蝌蚪，还记得大猹儿时是捉蝌蚪小能手，他手一捧定会有大概10几落入他手中，一旦被圈禁在手中就再也没有办法妄想死里逃生了，真佩服他捉蝌蚪技术啊! 赶去钓虾处，我才如释重负，轻轻嗓子大声的对大伙说："大概有戏了，伙伴们等着今晚的龙虾盛宴吧!又上钩，哈哈……大货啊!

猜你喜欢1：初二英语日记

We grow slowly, slowly from ignorance to maturity. Human growth is like taking the stairs, step by step, step by step. This is the metamorphosis of growth.

When I was born, my father and mother were happy, and everyone saw the welcome and joy of this new life. Slowly, we will babble to call out father and mother, they are more happy, the eye is full of favour. Later, I will leave, my parents are more careful, afraid I touch the fall. Later, my mother recalled that although my father often stopped my mother to ask her not to hold me, but as long as my body was shaking, the first one who rushed forward to support me was my father. My grandparents came to my house and played around me. My arrival adds a touch of color to the home. I wish I had always been like this.

When I was in primary school, I was brought to the door by my mother without knowing anything about the school. The mother looked at me nervously and said, "baby, is this your first day of school? Is your mother telling you everything you remember?" Remember. I answered them straight, and repeated my mother's words. Mother looked at me with a smile, forehead wrinkles tight frown relaxed at the door of the classroom, looking at the crying not let parents go, don't want to go to school, play, mom just relax eyebrows tight again, she looked at me, eyes filled with concern. I ran to my seat and sat down, saying, mama, let's go!" My mother looked at me with surprise, and after a moment, her face returned to calm, and she smiled and went away. But the worry in the eyes is still unobliterated. At this time, I think I grew up, because I was brave. Didn't cry, didn't let mother worry.

The junior middle school. In the face of still more than a year and a half of time to take an examination of this competition fierce battle field I, can't help stepping up the pace of study, less impetuous, more prudent. From innocence to maturity, it is also a metamorphosis of growth.

In this semi-finals, it didn't work out the best. In the face of the students' comfort, I forced a smile. Back home, I felt relieved and relieved. Then my father came in and asked me about my half-time score. I looked into his eyes. I could not carry it anymore. I had to endure the tears for several days. When he learned of his performance, he sighed and I looked up at him. His eyes had been so much more bloodshot that the anger in his eyes had slowly subsided. Dong, the door closed. The wall clock was impotent and seemed as if there was no one to tell the old story. I had no choice but to cry when my mother came in. All right?" "She asked carefully. "No." "I said. I could see the look of my discomfiture in her brown pupils and her concern about me. In my memory, she was worried about me all the time. "Don't be upset." "Well... There was another silence. Her mother got up and said, "come on, mother believe in you. The door closed in silence. Looking at the back of my mother leaving, my heart couldn't help it. Believe? Me? The three words echoed in my head. Yes, I can't completely deny myself because of one failure. You can't be unhappy because of your unhappiness, but your family is negative. Reflecting on myself, I walked toward the door, gently turning the door, opening the door, and a new beginning.

Long is a process, is responsible for oneself, towards maturity, is the path that grows. Please accept these changes and become a contributing person to society.

猜你喜欢2：初二我的同桌日记

想到要和学霸做同桌，忍不住小小兴奋了一下，但结果竟这样不如人意。

终于报到我的名字了，我光荣的坐在了学霸旁边，一点厚脸皮的感觉也没有。可...但...额..当我坐上这个位置，我旁边这只脑残。(改称呼了)就一刻也不停地叽里呱啦的说着，闹着，跟个猴一样。比如: “你干嘛，不要再让我帮你捡笔啦，有完没完啊，哼！”待我家大芸子矫情的哼了一声后，这个奇葩(又改称呼了)弱弱的回了一句:“我也哼”！神回复啊！

比如：咬笔，想象一下，一只崭新的水笔，不到一天的时间，就被他咬的稀巴烂，尸骨无存，完全看不出来是只笔。本人就是受害者之一，他笔不见了，我借了他一只，结果第二节下课的时候发现我的笔正在他的嘴里接受严刑酷打，心疼啊，虽然不是很贵，但一只好好的笔，就这样被他糟蹋了，就好像我的一个还没出嫁的黄花大闺女，被他玷污了一样，心都碎成渣渣了。

再比如：哼唧(这绝对是哼唧，因为我永远都听不清一整句歌词)，这种没有经过科学验证就莫名闯入本星球的外星生物，(又又改称呼了) 实在是诡异的可怕。上课莫名的哼歌，说不到两句话，就唱起来，而且唱的首首是神曲，都是那种像经历沧桑岁月的超低音。侬帮帮忙好吧，为了世界和平，请闭嘴一小时。

比如:脸皮薄，借一把尺，前前后后问了一遍再过来问我:“借我一下尺。”“我们俩第一天认识是不是？借把尺都这么害羞，你以后别活了”“那好，把尺给老子拿过来”！嘿我地牛脾气，把尺一丢，让他自己找去。

虽然他是个学霸，但他也不过就是个学霸，一个脑残，一个猴样的脑残，一个奇葩，一个吓死鬼的奇葩，还是一个没有经过科学验证就莫名闯进本星球的外星生物。和学霸一起同桌的时光在忆起，无限心酸。