my weekend英语作文6年级小学

my weekend英语作文6年级小学

周末会有许许多多快乐有趣的事，如何写一篇周末的英语作文呢?

my weekend英语作文篇1

Today is Sunday, I finished homework to see the ground is dirty, immediately picked up the broom and gray shovel to sweep the floor.

At first, I went to my room and swept the floor. I first sweep out the rubbish in the four corners. I swept them all in the middle. Then I used the broom to sweep the middle of the wall. Dust quickly came together. I checked it again and saw that there were two sweeps. So I walked over the broom and swept it again. I sweep the dust together, put it up, see the garbage so fast a basin so much. Ah, it's amazing! I was wondering if my room would be turned into a trash can. I look at the high altitude, found above the corner there are some cobwebs. So, I raised the broom to the top dancing, to that some spider web to sweep down. Then I sweep my room again. Then, in the room which sprinkled some perfume. Now, I see my room is clean and fragrant. I would like to sleep in such a room will sleep a little more

fragrant!

Sweep my own room and go to my mother's room to clean.

I first clean the ground. Ah, how the mother's room than my room even dirty, sweep out the garbage even more. I was surprised! I could help my mother wipe the table. The table was wiped clean and I took a clean dry cloth and wiped the TV. I wiped the rags and rubbed it. Wipe the TV more light, and later simply with the new to buy the same. I helped my mother to sort out something in the room. Then I also spilled some perfume there. I thought that my mother's room should be as clean and fragrant as my room.

I am looking at the clean and beautiful room with a nice smile. Today, I'm so happy!

my weekend英语作文篇2

Sigh! When the test came, I suddenly remembered that tomorrow is the day to go home, has been buried in the intense review period, I actually so important to forget the day, yes ah, two weeks have passed, the trip home.

To the grandmother's old house to open the way Chai Men, grandmother is burning fire cooking, hear the sound of her "Oh" a cry, see me, showing the joy of joy, through the grandmother, is still rough clothes, Also short, ten years,

the grandmother is still so simple, very warm, that is to this simple to come.

To the grandmother's house is only a whim, suddenly felt that I have not seen her for six months, the two are not far away, my grandmother legs and feet is not convenient, very few to my house, parents once asked her to live in my house, grandmother always feel old House is good, life for decades, how do not want to leave. Sitting next to my grandmother, saw the grandmother that white hair, inexplicable heart to produce a trace of sorrow and grief, I have lost childhood attachment to her, so many years did not meet. The fire of the furnace flashing yellow light, I suddenly picked up the feeling of childhood, that is, the warm yellow, and the past, she always love in the fire down two potato, gently peel once And siblings often compete for sweet potatoes, things still, still so sweet, but no one around, autumn bleak, blowing the past, and then no longer have childhood joy and happiness, lost is lost, And then can not come back, I look up the sky, the hearts of a melancholy ... ...

This is a sad weekend.

my weekend英语作文篇3

Most people have their own weekend plans, especially for our students. For example, when to play, when to write homework, when the tutorial classes, etc., are included in the schedule. Of course, occasional planning will be broken, people do not often say "plan is not as fast as".

Of course, I am no exception. Every Friday night, I grab my mother home to change shoes, put the gap, quickly list a weekend plan to play for a computer. Often I will think, if learning is also so stitching, so hard to seize the time, what worry no good results? After the game addiction, my mother began to urge me to write homework, although only a few tens of minutes time, my mother can not let me let go. 10 o'clock to ten o'clock in the evening, is my time back to English, and then turn off the lights on time.

Saturday morning, I usually wake up around 9:30. Because the usual lack of sleep time, my mother never asked me to get up early on Saturday. About ten o'clock is the breakfast time, that is the most enjoyable time of my week, you can slowly taste every delicious food, really comfortable ah. After dinner, Saturday morning time is running out, I have to pay close attention to. After a burst of fiddling books, but also only to complete the math.

Lunch is often prepared by my father, this can not explain what, who let my father burn the food so delicious?

In the afternoon, I usually practice all the assignments of the teacher after the plan, will practice the brush words, and then back a few English words, there is time to draw their favorite comics, or look at interesting extracurricular books. If that Saturday time is indeed ample, our family will go to the cinema to see a wonderful movie relaxed and easy.

In the twinkling of an eye on Sunday, I plan to do a good job of doing homework and re-check and correct, do the next day to prepare for school. This week, sick mother lying next to me, I remember the side of the table while thinking about writing this article.

My weekend is so tense, so full, so beautiful.