Sunny Day Diary 400 words

What is your sunny day like? Below I bring you the 400-word content of the Sunny Day Diary. I hope you all like it.

Part 1 of the 400-word Diary of a Sunny Day, 201 My aunt lives in Beihai New Village near Shaoxing West Bus Station.

When the car drove near the International Hotel, I couldn’t believe my eyes. It has changed, everything has changed, and I don’t even recognize it anymore. The low-rise bungalows on both sides of the spacious road have been demolished and the new buildings have been decorated. The telephone poles and hawkers on the roadside have disappeared. In their place are willow trees, fir trees and flower beds full of flowers. Looking at these, I can’t help but think of last year’s Spring Festival, when my mother and I got off the bus at West Bus Station and walked towards Beihai New Village. While walking, it suddenly started raining. Hey! Why did it suddenly rain on a sunny day? I quickly said to my mother: "Mom, go quickly, we will be there soon." ?I just ran a few steps, hey! I can’t run any further. Just when I was feeling puzzled, there were a few more raindrops on my head. ?Haha, the weather is really weird today. ?I said to my mother with a smile. I saw my mother smiling and pointing to the top of my head. This finger solved the mystery in my mind. It turns out that there are a lot of clothes hanging on the wires above my head, and they are dripping water! Looking back, I see a few clothes hanging not far away, and also hanging a little further away? Oh! No wonder it rains for a while?, after a while It's sunny.

Today I am walking in the same place. Classmates, do you think it will rain on a sunny day?

Sunny Day Diary 400 words Part 2 201X Month X Day Sunday X Sunny

Yesterday, the whole street was a gorgeous dream. You waved to me at the end of the road and disappeared. I woke up with a start, opened the curtains blankly, and saw dappled sunlight. It was another sunny day.

I sing the same songs I once sang, walk the same road I once walked, breathe the same air I once breathed, and love the same people I once loved. In my dreams, I am always happy in the sadness of memories. I miss the me who could lick marshmallows and giggle. I miss them, I miss them who could go crazy and share happiness with me. Only then did I realize that the person in the dream who constantly felt happiness in memories was actually an idiot obsessed with pursuing forgetfulness in the noisy reality, so that he could only hold on to the fragments of his dream and search helplessly without a target. Every time when night comes, his eyes can only dim as he once chased the illusion. ?An idiot who can't distinguish between memory and reality!? I said with tears in my eyes---of course, it was in a dream.

Whenever I wake up from the dream, I open the curtains and it’s a sunny day. Blow out the candles that are about to burn out and the bonds that remain deep in the soul, say good morning, and say goodbye to your past self.

It’s still a sunny day, still on this street, still two people, but the other person is no longer the familiar one. So what if he appears again, because we cannot tolerate the momentary and eternal distance between memory and reality. He no longer exists in the past.

Why do people always indulge in the fluttering yellow leaves all over the sky, but do not blame the cruelty of the trees and do not let the leaves stay on the trees, but let people like us lament the passage of time?< /p>

On a sunny day, someone is still very happy. because. He is in a dream.

Part 3 of the 400-word Sunny Day Diary 201 Listen to you, when I was a kid, I liked doing my own things. For example: Once, you put on my shoes with great effort and tied the shoelaces. As soon as you walked away, I untied my shoelaces, took off my shoes, and put them on again. You are happy because I learned to put on my own shoes and tie my shoelaces. Your smile at that moment was my happy moment.

You know Sunny Baby, right? I love those Sunny Day dolls, but you don’t agree to buy them for me. I think maybe I have found my Sunny Baby, isn't it you?

You don't know that every expression of yours is better than Xi Tzu in my eyes. So, I’m doing my best to love you with all my heart.

In my eyes, you are always sunny (laughing), I have never seen you cloudy (crying), so I am also very optimistic.

Mom, it is you who add laughter to our family; it is you who make our family feel like a warm home even though it is not rich; with you, we have a sunny and upbeat life. I.

I am happy, sad, troubled and angry because of you, isn’t it because you are my weather switch?

Mom, your happiness is my happiness.

You are my Sunny Day!

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