我的寒假生活六年级下册作文英语

我的寒假生活六年级下册作文英语
全文共3篇示例，供读者参考
篇1
My Winter Holiday
The winter holiday is always my favorite time of year! When the last bell rang before the break, I was so excited to have over two weeks off from school. No more waking up early, no homework, and plenty of time to relax and have fun. This winter holiday was definitely one to remember.
The first few days, I'll admit, I spent a lot of time just lounging around the house in my pajamas. My mom would make me turn off the TV and video games sometimes, but she knows I need a few days to truly veg out after a long semester of hard work. I caught up on sleep, read some books and comics, and sortof recharged my batteries.
However, after a few days of that, I started to get restless. I needed to get out of the house and do something! Luckily, it had snowed quite a bit in the days leading up to the holiday, so there were plenty of winter activities to take part in. My friends and I
went sledding at the big hill near the elementary school almost every day that first week.
We'd bundle up in our warmest clothes - coats, snow pants, boots, gloves, and hats. Then we'd take our sleds and head to the hill, hauling them up to the top and then zooming back down at top speed. The first few runs were always a little slow until we packed down the hill, but after that we could really pick up speed! My friend Mark almost went over the jump we made one time and I thought he was going to end up in the parking lot. Thankfully he bailed off at the last second, but it was still a pretty epic wipeout.
Some days the sledding conditions weren't great if it had been too warm or icy, so we'd have massive snowball fights instead. We'd divide into two teams and try to build the best snow forts for protection. Then the battle would be on - launching snowballs back and forth, trying to knock down the other team's fort while defending our own base. My arm got pretty sore from packing all that snow, but it was totally worth it! There's nothing quite like numbdrifting someone with a
well-aimed snowball in their face.
When we got too cold to keep playing outside, we'd go to someone's house to warm up with some hot chocolate and
snacks. My friend Riley's mom makes the best hot chocolate - she puts a candy cane in it and tops it with whipped cream and chocolate shavings. She'd make us a plate of cookies or brownies too and we'd feel revived and recharged in no time so we could head back outside for more fun.
In the later part of the holiday, my family took a trip up to the mountains to go skiing and snowboarding. I was a little nervous at first since I had only tried snowboarding once at a small local hill. But after taking a lesson to brush up on the basics, I started getting the hang of it again pretty quickly. My little brother struggled a bit since he was still just a beginner, but my parents were really patient with him.
By the end of our trip, I was able to go down the intermediate slopes without falling too many times. Snowboarding is such an amazing feeling of gliding over the snow and carving back and forth. And the views from up on the mountain were just breathtaking - the whole landscape covered in fresh white powder. It almost felt magical.
When we returned home, there was just about a week left until we had to go back to school. My parents had to work for some of those days, so my friends and I had the neighborhoods to ourselves. We went exploring in the woods behind the houses,
climbing trees, building forts, and doing a little safe venturing across the creek. A couple times we had to avoid running into any territorial squirrels or raccoons, which was a bit scary!
On the last few days before break ended, the weather warmed up enough that most of the snow melted away. So we spent those days outside riding our bikes around the neighborhoods, playing basketball at the park, and just enjoying the nice January days. Before we knew it, it was time to head back to school again.
Overall, this winter holiday was one I'll never forget. I spent tons of quality time with my friends, made lots of great memories, and truly relaxed and recharged after a long semester. Part of me was sad to see the break end, but I was also sort of eager to get back to school to see everyone and get back into my normal routine. The holiday helped me re-energize so I could finish out the rest of 6th grade strong. But I'm already counting down the days until winter break next year when I can have another round of fun in the snow and freedom from homework!
篇2
My Wonderful Winter Vacation
The winter vacation this year was one I'll never forget! It felt like it would never arrive after months of classes, homework, and tests at school. But at long last, the final bell rang signaling the start of our glorious break from studies. This winter break was destined to be epic from the moment it began.
The first couple days were pretty lazy and relaxing, just how I like it. I slept in late, played lots of video games, and munched on all the snacks and treats around the house that my parents usually keep rationed. By the third day though, I was getting restless and craving some adventure and activities.
That's when my parents surprised me and my little brother with the news that we would be going on a ski trip! We were going to spend five nights at a ski resort out in the mountains. I had been skiing once before on a day trip, but had never stayed at a full ski resort before. I could hardly contain my excitement as we packed our bags and loaded up the car.
The drive up to the resort took nearly five hours, but it was a spectacular journey. We wound our way up into the towering peaks, with snow-capped mountains surrounding us in every direction. When we arrived, I was in awe at the sheer size of the resort village. It seemed to go on for miles with ski runs crisscrossing down the different valleys and ridges.
Our room at the resort was super cozy, with a rustic log cabin feel and a fireplace that kept the whole place toasty warm. We had a perfect view of the slopes right outside our window. That first evening we explored the village, going ice skating at the outdoor rink and grabbing a delicious dinner of cheesy fondue.
The next morning, we were up at the crack of dawn, gulped down a quick breakfast, strapped on our skis and hit the slopes! The first couple runs served as a re-adjustment after not skiing for a year. But pretty soon muscle memory kicked in and it all came flooding back. I was carving turns and flying down the mountain feeling completely free and joyous.
Over the next few days, we skied our hearts out from the moment the lifts started spinning until last chair. We explored every nook and cranny of the massive resort, discovering new trails around each bend. Some were gentle groomers perfect for cruising, while others were knee-trembling steeps that had my heart pounding. I took some harsh tumbles, but always got right back up, connecting with my edge and fixing my form.
Halfway through the trip, we got pounded by a huge snowstorm. Over 18 inches of fresh powder blanketed the slopes. At first, I was bummed thinking the conditions would be terrible.
But my dad convinced us to go out, saying the powder would be incredible, and boy was he right! That day was a dream playing in the velvety lightness of brand new snow. Every turn was face shot of powder billowing up in front of me. It's a sensation and memory I'll never forget.
When we weren't skiing, the resort had so many other fun activities to sample. One night, we went dog sledding with a team of hilarious and energetic huskies. Another afternoon we went tubing down the lanes, zipping faster than I could have imagined and catching major air. We spent an evening in the outdoor hot tubs, soaking our sore muscles while the steam wafted around us in the cold mountain air. Truly magical!
My favorite non-skiing activity though was watching the anuual fireworks extravaganza they put on at the resort over New Year's Eve. The sky was perfectly clear that night, allowing a spectacular display of colorful explosions to radiate across the starry backdrop. The thunderous booms echoed throughout the village as we oohed and ahhed at each new burst. When it was over and the smoke cleared, a hush fell over the awestruck crowd. We all stood there, basking in the magic of the evening, already eager for the next year's show.
Sadly, like all good things, our winter vacation had to come to an end. We had pretty much skied every last inch of that mountain over our five days there. My legs were like jelly and I had goggle tan lines etched into my face, pero retara had been worth every second on the slopes. As we began the long drive home, I could feel the dread and glumness setting in at the thought of returning to school and reality.
Those feelings were soon replaced with immense gratitude for the experiences I had just had. Not every kid is as fortunate as I was to go on an epic ski vacation to a five-star resort. I tried to soak in every last view of the snow-capped peaks until they faded away in the rearview mirror. I made a personal vow to myself that the memories of that trip would keep me going through the final stretch of winter, spring, and on through the rest of the semester.
That wonderful winter vacation will forever remain one of the highlights of my childhood. The thrill of skiing fresh powder, the laughs shared with my family, and the pure joy of being out in those beautiful mountains. Those are the experiences I'll keep bottled up and can return to whenever I need an escape from the stresses of school, responsibilities, or whatever life throws my
way. I'm so grateful my parents made it all possible and showed me how lucky I am. What an awesome way to kick off a new year!
篇3
My Winter Vacation
The winter break from school is always something I look forward to. It's a chance to relax, have fun, and recharge after months of hitting the books hard. This past winter vacation was one I'll never forget!
It started on December 23rd, when we had our last day of classes before the holidays. I remember being so excited that I could barely concentrate. I had made a huge list of things I wanted to do - baking Christmas cookies with my mom, going sledding with my friends, watching all the classic holiday movies, and of course, celebrating Christmas and New Year's. The possibilities were endless!
When I got home that day, my mom already had the house decorated with twinkling lights, garlands, and our big tree up in the living room waiting to be trimmed. We spent the whole evening listening to Christmas carols and carefully hanging our favorite ornaments. My little sister was in charge of the topper
this year - a glittery silver star. Once we had it all set up, it looked magical.
The next couple of days were a whirlwind of activity. My mom and I made dozens of sugar cookies in fun holiday shapes like trees, stars, and gingerbread people. I helped mix the dough, roll it out, and cut out the shapes while she baked them. Then came the best part - decorating! We had sprinkles, frosting, edible glitter, and all kinds of candies to make them as festive as possible. Let's just say I may have sampled a few too many along the way.
On Christmas Eve, we always go to my aunt's house for a big family dinner. I got to see all my cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. The adults chatted and cooked while us kids played games and ran around chasing each other. At midnight, we opened all our gifts - I got some cool new video games, books, and art supplies. Santa had clearly gotten my letter!
Christmas day was relaxing and lazy, just how I like it. We hung out in our pajamas, eating leftover pie for breakfast and trying out our new gifts. In the afternoon, we video called my relatives who live far away to catch up. That night, we piled in the car with hot chocolate to go look at the amazing light displays some families put up.
A few days after Christmas, it snowed a huge blizzard! Me and the neighborhood kids spent hours outside, building forts, making snowmen, and having epic snowball fights. I'll never forget the giant snow volcano we made by packing it with snow and then letting food coloring run out the top. It looked like it was erupting!
Once the snow settled, my friends and I got to go sledding at the big hill at the park near my house. We must have gone down that hill a hundred times. I started off a little shakily, but by the end, I was catching some major air and hitting those jumps like a pro! We warmed up with hot cocoa and snacks at the bottom before climbing back up for more.
When New Year's Eve rolled around, my parents let me and my sister have a couple friends over for a sleepover party. We ate junk food, played games, told scary stories with the lights off using flashlights under our chins, and tried to stay up until midnight to celebrate the new year. Of course, most of us were crashed on the floor by 11pm! We may have woken up to see the ball drop on TV through sleepy eyes.
My favorite tradition is watching a movie marathon on New Year's Day. We veg out in cozy pjs and fuzzy blankets, stuffing ourselves with leftover treats, while watching our must-see
festive movies. This year's lineup included "Elf," the old school "Rudolph" claymation, "Home Alone," and "The Polar Express." Laughing at the same jokes every year with my family never gets old.
Before I knew it, there was only a week left before heading back to school. My parents took me and my sister on a short ski trip to the mountains for a couple days. Neither of us are experts by any means, but we had a blast learning from an instructor and falling all over the bunny slopes. Attempting to snowboard was a total fail - I spent more time picking myself up off the ground than actually riding! I decided to stick to skis. We drank hot chocolate by the fire and went tubing down the big hills at night, which was a thrill.
All too soon, it was time to go back. I was sad for the freedom and fun to end, but also excited to see my friends and teachers again. Unpacking my backpack, repacking my lunchbox, and laying out my clothes for the first day back made me nostalgic for the lazy days of break. Still, I had made so many amazing memories over those weeks that I knew I'd never forget. Maybe I'll be able to write an even better essay about my winter adventures next year!。