Diary is 500 words.

One day, I was sitting on the sofa doing nothing while my mother was busy sitting outside doing housework. Looking at my mother's busy figure, an idea flashed through my heart-helping my mother do housework.

At first, my mother just wouldn't let me do it. She said, "You are spoiled at home and want to help me with the housework. Just don't help me! " I said to my mother coquetry, "I only want to exercise because I am spoiled." Let me do it, you go to rest! " "My mother was pestered by me and finally agreed.

The first thing to do is to clean the floor. My mother told me not to drag it, but to wipe it with a rag. I was very embarrassed! I first brought a bucket of water from the bathroom to the living room and took a rag from the balcony. I soaked the rag in the bucket and wrung it dry. Then I followed my mother's example, rolled up my sleeves and held the rag tightly in my hand. Then I squatted on the ground and wiped it hard, and I wiped off all the dust on the ground. Sometimes my legs are so sore that I kneel on the ground and wipe them. I wipe it from the corner, from the room to the living room. I was sweating after cleaning the floor, and my knees were red on both sides, but my heart was full of sweetness when I saw the spotless ground.

After finishing my first housework, I came to the room and saw some dirty clothes on the bed. I moved them to the bathroom and prepared to start washing clothes.

I first took out a big basin, took half a basin of water under the tap, then poured all the dirty clothes into the basin, and then added a proper amount of washing powder into it and stirred it evenly. I moved a small bench from my room and began to rub it one by one. Accidentally, the foam splashed on my face, and when I saw myself in the mirror, I couldn't help laughing.

After I washed all the dirty clothes, I emptied the basin of water and filled it with half a basin of clean water. I poured all the clothes into the basin and let the water wash the washing powder off the clothes. After washing, change the water in the basin. In this way, I washed it several times until the water was too clear to see the foam, and I was ready to take my clothes to dry. I was just about to straighten up, "ouch!" My back hurts so much that I can't stand up.

After hanging the clothes, I helped my mother do a lot of housework. At the end of the day, I am exhausted.

Finally, I realized the hard work of my mother doing housework at ordinary times. Today, what an unforgettable day!

On the beach of memory, the waves washed away the shell of memory. I picked up one and opened it. Oh! It was a touching day for me. ...

One night, the severe pain in my stomach pulled me out of my sweet dream. I tossed and turned in bed with pain. Finally, I couldn't help it. I rushed into the bathroom and vomited. ...

The next morning, I woke up early and was listless. Mother slept soundly last night and didn't realize that I was ill. However, the weather seems to have been discovered and it has become a lot gloomy. The sun seems to be afraid of being infected by me and puts on a mask. I didn't want to worry my mother, so I crustily skin of head ate my meal and walked to school in the biting cold wind.

At school, I don't want to listen to the teacher's class, because this hateful stomach is fighting civil war again. It's the head teacher's turn to attend class, so I listen patiently and always worry that the teacher's eyes will see that I am absent-minded. But the more you hide it, the easier it is to expose it.

"Fang Jiahui, answer my question just now."

"……"

I'm not interested in listening at all. How can I know the teacher's question? The teacher began to criticize me, and I felt an unspeakable pain in my heart.

Just sit down, before the stool gets hot. I spilled a thousand miles in front of the teacher and puked all over the floor. The whole class looked at me in unison. I covered my mouth and ran outside. Behind me came the teacher's loud voice: "The child was ill and didn't tell me earlier ..."

With a "report", I walked into the classroom, and the teacher was still talking enthusiastically on the podium. The cleaned floor is so clean, and the students are still so attentive, except that there is a steaming cup of tea in the center of my desk, which contains amber liquid and smells delicious. It tastes bitter; In retrospect, it was sweet. ...

I feel it! It is not only a cup of bitter tea, but also a silent concern!