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My diary

A day's life came to an end before you knew it. I believe everyone must be deeply touched. Why don't you keep a diary now? However, I found that I didn't know what to write. The following are 10 articles in my diary, which I compiled for you. Welcome to learn from them, I hope it will help you.

My diary article 1 I have an appointment with my friends to go to Xuanwu Lake at ten o'clock and go out to take the subway. There are also many people who don't want to have a big weekend. They packed up as soon as they got on the bus! Finally, I squeezed into an empty position where the two cars met and stood down. Opposite me are two beautiful women, students who should be in their early 20 s and have not graduated or just graduated. They're all beautiful and dressed in fashion! It seems that they should be strangers, because since I got on the bus, they were basically immersed in their mobile phones and didn't hear any communication from them! What should I do after driving for a long time? I also took out my mobile phone and watched it!

After several stops on the subway, there are more and more people. Fortunately, my territory is fairly well-off! When the subway arrived at Zhong Ling Street, three people came up together, all wearing thick cotton-padded jackets, looking bloated. The man who entered the door first, thin and in his 40 s, was carrying a box in one hand and a big bag in the other. The two men behind him are a fat man in his forties with a big belly, and a man in his sixties with a gray beard and a long beard. One of them is holding a crutch, and the other is riding on Mazar. It turns out that the last two are blind …

As soon as they came in, they occupied the entrance position, and people at the door kept pacing in, and some people whispered while covering their noses! My territory has also been invaded, and my bag can only be held in my arms …

Look at their clothes carefully, cotton-padded jackets are all made by hand, the cuffs are black and cotton is still exposed, and the old man is wearing a motorcycle hat. I saw my grandfather wear it when I was very young, but it is hard to see this style now. They should be beggars or buskers, I guess …

All eyes were on these three people, and the two beautiful women opposite me also looked up at these people, but one of them took one look and continued to play with his mobile phone, when another girl suddenly stood up and said to the blind old man, come and sit with me. Hearing this, the three people thanked each other! The thin man came up with the old man, and the old man turned and sat down, but how did he know that there was another girl sitting next to him? He only heard a bang, and the erhu behind him knocked off the girl's mobile phone! The mobile phone slipped under my feet. It's Apple plus. I saw the black screen … the girl picked it up and turned it on, but it didn't turn it on! ... the thin man's face is red. I'm sorry! The girl hasn't spoken for a long time … I thought it was over, and how many people would pay for it! People around you are also aware of Suosuo, as if waiting for a good show!

After a while, I only heard the girl say it's okay. I guess it's a poor power contact. I'll take a look at it later …

At this moment, the whole carriage suddenly quieted down …

The second part of my diary My after-school life is like a colorful bridge. I play gobang, badminton, computer and accordion. There is nothing I don't like, but I still like reading.

Every Sunday, my mother will take me to Xinhua Library to read books. There are so many people studying there! Some people are standing, others are sitting. I went to have a look, ah, there is no place again, alas! I'm going to stand and watch again I took a fairy tale book from the shelf and read it with relish. The Wizard of Oz in the book makes me feel like a woman in the story. I have gained a lot from reading and accumulating for a long time. I read a wide range of books, including diaries, fairy tales, fables and short stories, as well as selected compositions. Books have enriched my knowledge, attracted me deeply, brought me endless fun and enriched my after-school life.

I insist on playing the piano every day except reading. I remember when I was four years old, my mother asked me to learn the accordion. The teacher said I was too old for primary school, but I persisted in the end. When I studied Qin Xiao, I thought it was very simple, so I successfully studied Qin Xiao. When I first changed the grand piano, I felt a little uncomfortable and the music became more and more difficult. I want to give up. My mother said to me, "If you want to do a good job, you must stick to it and never give up easily.". Persistence is victory. " With my mother's encouragement, I persisted. This year, I successfully passed the accordion level 3 exam. I am extremely happy in my heart.

This is my after-school life. How's it going? Is my after-school life rich enough?

Article 3 of my diary is very tall, only five years old, but the height has reached my neck. A pair of big watery eyes set off his long and curved eyelashes. If other parts of his body are not like boys, then he looks like a girl at first sight!

He is a huge fan of dinosaurs, and I believe no one in the world can love dinosaurs more than him. Nine times out of ten toys at home are dinosaurs. He never reads books at night and never asks me to teach him ancient poems.

Just playing with dinosaurs on the bed, in a short time, the bed was full of dinosaur toys, and even we asked him to tell us stories, the content of which could not be separated from dinosaurs. The books at home are either dinosaur mysteries or cards about dinosaurs. If a book loses a few pages, he will still seize it and care for it. My brother knows those dinosaurs like the back of his hand, and each dinosaur has its own name, such as: Little Storm is Tyrannosaurus Rex, Three Three is Triceratops, Red is Stegosaurus, Arm is Brachiosaurus, etc ... In short, he loves dinosaurs more than we do.

He is very energetic. When he doesn't have a fever, he jumps around and goes out for a walk with his grandfather every evening.

Once, he had a fever of 39.2 degrees. At that time, he was still skipping, without any uncomfortable expression. Even at two or three o'clock that night, he had a high fever and went to the People's Hospital, where he was super excited when he took antipyretics and intravenous drip. When he got home, he said happily, "Sister, my parents took me to the People's Hospital today." A little better and follow grandpa to the world!

This is my brother, a big fan of dinosaurs and an expert in breaking the world.

My diary article 4 20xx February 10 Saturday sunny

I am a tortoise, a Brazilian tortoise that has just been transported to this aquarium for a few days. I'm tired of this place. Dozens of turtles are crowded in a small place, and there is no water at all. How I wish someone could take me away from this place!

Wednesday, February 20xx 14, cloudy and sunny.

On this day, several other companions and I were talking about our family's past. Suddenly a hand reached in and took me away. Yeah! Finally someone is going to take me out of this terrible place! This man put me in the net and took me and another companion away.

20xx February 18 Sunday cloudy to sunny.

We stayed online for several days, and finally today our host put us in a blue vat. This bucket is full of water, and there are some beautiful stones at the bottom. What excites me even more is that there is a turtle in the bucket that is a little smaller than me and the other one.

Tuesday, February 20th, 20xx is fine.

Well, I have to admit, this place is ten thousand times better than my original place! There are fresh leaves to eat every day, and occasionally there are some white bugs. It's very comfortable to swim with our companions ... The young master often takes us out to clean up the dirty things on our shells.

Thursday, February 22nd, 20xx is fine.

Today, I play with my friends. Suddenly a pink thing fell from the water, and neither I nor two other friends knew what it was. I am very curious. I went up to smell it. Kind of like meat. I took a hard bite. It is really meat! It smells good! My companion and I quickly ate up the meat.

Chapter 5 of my diary This evening, there is a big cardboard box at the door of my room. On the carton, it says, "A gift for Xinyuan!" I was a little confused at once. I don't know who gave me such a big gift. Maybe the box is big and the gift is small. I ignored him and went to my desk to do my homework.

After dinner, dad came down. I pulled him over and asked him, "Dad, what's in this?" "He said," How should I know? It's not mine. "Hey? Whose is that? Curious, to find out. I put my ear to the box and heard nothing inside. No, I have to open it!

I picked up scissors and bravely faced the box. Carefully cut it open and see a small box inside, which is about 10 book thick. I opened the lid and took a look. White furry, big eyes, four short and light legs, and a long tail, which looks very cute-a white cat. I lifted it and leaned it on my shoulder. It is really comfortable to hold it. Gently pinched the kitten's ass, and it let out a cry: "Meow! Hey! " Dad will be here soon. He said, "Son, this cat is for you. Dad may not be at home these days. I'm going on a business trip. Can the kitten accompany you? " I said happily, "Great!" I kissed the kitten and it stuck out its tongue to be friendly to me!

This kitten is so cute, I will always play with you in the future!

My Diary 6 On the morning of August 5th, young journalists came to the Baby-in-Charge Children's Photography Studio in droves to take part in photography activities.

The activity has begun. Let's take a photo first. Then, the teacher took us to the second floor to learn how to take beautiful photos.

The teacher told us: "To take beautiful and charming photos, we should pay attention to choosing the background picture suitable for shooting, then look at the frame, find the angle, and finally press the shutter on the camera." Of course, the photographer's hand can't shake when taking pictures, otherwise the photos will be blurred. " The camera used by the photography teacher is different from what we usually use, and its functions are much more than what we usually use.

In order to let us know more about the whole process, the teacher also asked several small reporters to be "models" for everyone to see. Then we shoot in two groups, each being a "photographer" and a "model". I did what my teacher told me seriously-I posed beautifully when I was a "model".

Happy time is always so short that the activity is over in the blink of an eye. Thank you for giving me this opportunity to experience how to take photos and take beautiful photos.

My sister has a good temper and an optimistic personality. She not only studies well, but also helps others.

My sister is very beautiful and has a face that can be sweet when she smiles. A black hair, a pair of slender arch eyebrows, a pair of bright, energetic and talking eyes, a small cherry mouth. There is also a white face that everyone loves.

My sister is very helpful.

Once my sister and I went to buy books. No sooner had I walked to the front of the shop than I saw a little girl crying on the ground. As soon as my sister saw it, she ran to help her up and asked why. It turned out that the little girl accidentally broke the magnifying glass she just bought, and cried sadly because she had no money to buy another one. My sister bought a magnifying glass with her own money and gave it to the little girl without saying anything. The little girl immediately smiled through tears and thanked her. Sister smiled happily. But I am very unhappy. After buying books, my sister and I went home. Finally, I couldn't help it. I said everything I didn't understand. I said, "Sister. You have nothing to do with her. Why use the money you have saved for several months to buy her a magnifying glass? " My sister asked me, "If you were that little girl, would you like someone to help you?" "Of course." I said without thinking. My sister said earnestly, "since you said you would, it means I did the right thing." I think it is worthwhile to help a person in need with my meager money. With this money, I can make a new friend! I feel very proud. "

I see! I admire my sister. I was convinced by a few short words, which made me understand the truth of being a man. Help those in need and make others happy!

Article 8 of my diary: Today is Wednesday. I walked into the school gate after breakfast in the boutique.

I bought a correction fluid in a small shop before going upstairs. Go into the classroom, run to the seat, take out the correction fluid and study it carefully. I drew a child on the front, smiling brightly and sunny. Reverse instruction.

In class, I put the correction fluid on the corner of the table to do my homework. Because Zheng Junjie startled me, I made a mistake. I unscrewed the lid and put some correction fluid on my notebook. After drying, I rewrote it.

After class, I studied the correction fluid for a while and then ran out to play. Come back and have a look, wow! Where's my correction fluid? I am anxious and annoyed. I turned my seat upside down and found nothing. I collapsed in my seat and was in a hurry! I asked Zheng Zhan, "Did you take my correction fluid?" But Zheng Zhan looked blank: "I don't know!" I asked Zheng Junjie the same question, and he was confused. At this time, Zheng Zhan next to him said, "Eighty percent of them were stolen." This is very light, but when it reaches my ears, it is a bolt from the blue. ...

I think: stealing is impossible, because there can be no thieves in our class. Maybe someone else forgot to return it, or maybe I accidentally lost it.

Article 9 of my diary I always feel ambivalent about time, sometimes it's fleeting, and sometimes it's like years. In fact, the contradiction is only yourself, not your heart. Whether happy or sad, the years are always like that, minute by minute, day by day, spring, summer, autumn and winter year after year. He won't rush that year just because you are happy. Nor will it flow slowly because of sadness.

It is said that time flies, probably because it is fleeting. Sometimes people wonder if some people and things have been here, but if you think about it carefully, you can clearly know that they have really been here. It's just that they came in a hurry and went in a hurry!

It is said that the years are long, because he has a long history, and we can't see his beginning or his end, but we are actually involved. We are like floating sand. When the dust settles, we will be buried in his long tunnel by time!

They say time flies, yes, he just keeps blowing, like the late autumn evening breeze. It's just that he doesn't know that the man who was blown away by the wind is not what he used to be. Different people at the same time!

It is said that it takes time to cook wine. Maybe time is like water, which makes you drunk and I am drunk. The past is gone with the wind, and the past is like a secret apricot blossom wine. Once it is stirred, it will dream of going back to yesterday. How intoxicating it is!

Time is deep or shallow, neither too fast nor too slow; Life is slow or urgent, and my heart is supercilious; The world is happy or sad, and life is not blind or chaotic. The sunshine this winter is very warm, although it is neither too hot nor too cold. The grass under our feet is covered with bauhinia and purple petals. Although it's not spring anymore, it's just this winter, and time remains the same.

The life and death of time is a philosophical proposition. When life comes to an end, time is over. Maybe time is still there, but you are the only one who left. Looking at the flowers flying in front of me, that's all. If he stays for one season, I will stay for life! Life is like him, and I imagine him. Like him, incense will remain in the world. Like him, he drifted calmly, falling not here, but there.

The promise of a lifetime has also become a thing of the past with 13 and 14, and those days have gone to the past yesterday. Tomorrow, next year, time is still there, and he still grows like a flower. ...

My diary article 10 My pencil case was bought by my mother on a business trip three years ago. Although it is "old" and can no longer be used, I still cherish it. It's still beautiful.

My pencil-box is made of iron. When you hold it in your hand, the first thing you see is the picture above. On the left, there is a big-faced cat lying on the ground. It has a painful expression on its face, as if it had just fallen heavily. There are several rows of English letters on the right, which seems to be the cat's self-report. Although I can't fully understand it, I can also translate a few words. The pencil boxes are all green, but they are a little messy because of the rust of time and the stickers I put on them.

Open the lid, it is full of school supplies. The pencil case is divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower. On the top floor, there are two pens, one is blue and the other is black. They "lay" on a green iron ruler, without any sound, as if they were sleeping soundly. The middle layer is a blue eraser, two pencils that are too short to use and a shiny red fountain pen. Because of the small space, there are some refills hidden in the lower floor.

Although the pencil case is for my study, there are four small wheels hidden under this huge box. As long as you push the pencil case gently, you can move forward smoothly. Because it was long and there were "passengers" below, they got off the bus to help me with my study.

My pencil box brings me happiness. I love my pencil box.