Diary composition

Diary composition collection 15 articles

Time flies and the day is coming to an end. There must be many feelings. It's time to take the time to keep a diary. How to keep a diary is appropriate? The following is my diary composition, hoping to help you.

Diary composition 1 One hot afternoon, I went to play football in the yard and sat on the steps to rest when I was tired. At this moment, I saw a little thing crawling slowly forward. When I took a closer look, it turned out that it was a small snail crawling forward step by step with its house on its back, and I immediately became interested.

I crouched down and began to observe. The little snail has a pair of very lovely tentacles. I shook it and looked carefully. There were two black spots on my tentacles. I think this is a snail's eye!

I gently touched its "small black spots" with my hand, and my small eyes immediately shrank back like a rubber band and became "black bumps". How interesting!

I blew it gently, and it shrank back as quickly as possible. At this time, I noticed the snail's shell, which is the snail's home. Snail walks around with its house all day. Don't underestimate this "small house". This is a snail's protective shell. Once it is invaded or frightened, it will shrink into the shell and seal its mouth with mucus. If the shell is damaged or loses its function, it can secrete some kind of liquid to repair it. How amazing!

Snails' feet are so small that they can hardly be seen. It has tiny soft hooks and a kind of mucus to fix it on the ground, so it will walk very hard and slowly.

Although small and unremarkable, snail is an admirable insect. It is not afraid of drought or hunger, and never gives up when encountering difficulties. Its enterprising spirit is worth learning.

Diary composition 2 Grandma is over seventy years old. She is busy buying food and doing housework during the day and cooking and washing clothes at night. So I decided to save time in my memory, arrange grandma's time reasonably and let grandma have a good rest.

This Saturday, I finished my homework quickly and observed my grandmother's housework: cooking 15 minutes, braising carp 15 minutes, braising potatoes 10 minutes, scrambled eggs with leeks for 5 minutes, mopping the floor for 30 minutes, washing dishes 15 minutes and boiling water/kloc. Is there any way to save time and finish housework? I thought for a moment "yes" and a thought flashed through my mind, "just use what I have learned to arrange my time reasonably. I arranged the plan according to the information.

housework

required time

Do housework at the same time

required time

cook

15 minutes

Braised potatoes

Ten minutes

Scrambled Eggs with Chinese Chives

5 minutes

Braised carp

15 minutes

not have

not have

Heat the water

15 minutes

Wash dishes

15 minutes

Wash clothes with a washing machine

30 minutes

mop the floor

30 minutes

Total: 75 minutes = 1 hour 15 minutes, saving 60 minutes.

"Yes," I cheered happily. It took more than two hours, and now it only takes 1 hour 15 minutes. I am happy to show the form to my grandmother. She looked at it, gave a thumbs-up and said, "This book was not read for nothing!" " "

From this I know that mathematics is varied for us, and I will try my best to learn it well!

Zibo Century Cai Ying Foreign Language School Level 4: Zhao Chunyu

Today, I got up early in the morning and ran to my beloved little mushroom. They grow bigger and bigger: some are like open flower umbrellas, some are like children's little hands, and some are like beautiful fans. They are next to each other, patchwork together. My little gray face smiled at me in the gap, as if to say, "Little master, come and eat me, I have a lot of nutrition!" "

Mother smiled and said, "The mushroom should be cut, or it will wither!" " "I'm a little excited and reluctant. I skipped to the kitchen, picked up a knife and carefully cut off pieces of small mushrooms. When I finished cutting, grandma was ready, so I became her little assistant. I washed the mushrooms with water, put them in the pot, and then added the freshly cut tomatoes and shredded eggs into the pot, so that the tomato, mushroom and egg soup was ready.

As soon as the soup was served, the fragrance filled the whole room. This soup is like water in a swimming pool. Mushrooms, tomatoes and eggs are swimmers. They started a brand-new competition-to see who gets pregnant first. The game is on! They rushed to swim, of course, the mushroom won the championship, it won the grand prize-it was eaten first! Soft mushrooms bite in the mouth, tender and smooth, and a fresh and sweet taste comes to mind and flows in the tongue, which will never be forgotten.

Diary composition 4 I have read countless extracurricular books, each of which was written by the author with heart. This week, the teacher recommended a good book, Dad's Secret Diary, for the students to take home and read it carefully.

What impressed me in this book is that the protagonist Yun Lan's parents asked her to share the housework, and she would complain, care and get angry, which made her parents furious and extremely unhappy. Soon, Yun Lan found a tattered diary among his father's treasures. He always reads it, and his thoughts gradually change.

In the book, Yun Lan is a child who is dissatisfied with the status quo. She doesn't like adults comparing her with Ming Xiu and Hannah, thinking that everything is her own fault. So I think, as long as Yun Lan can be satisfied, life will not be so unhappy. Willing to do things, willing to accept. I want to thank my elders for cultivating my ability to do things instead of complaining all the time.

Teacher Tianhai is a teacher who is very friendly to children. She loves Lan Yun and Enmei and has her own unique views and opinions on many things. We should learn from Teacher Tianhai and get along with others with a sincere heart in society, so as to get respect from others.

Being poor doesn't mean you have nothing. As long as you are willing to work hard and struggle, you can live a happy life. Even a farmer and a street sweeper can be respected by people as long as they do their duty. Some people are never satisfied. They want more things all day and are not happy at all.

A few days ago, my mother and I went to the piano teacher's house to learn piano.

This is the first class of the new semester. A few days ago, my teacher assigned me eight or nine songs, hoping that I would practice more during the winter vacation. But I feel that I have a lot of time, so almost all the songs are not skilled. It's my turn, my heart is pounding, and the unskilled fragments are even more ridiculous.

I always touch my head and say discontentedly, "the scales are ok." Etudes are played in different keys, and music is not a song. It is fast and slow, and the rhythm is unstable. " After a pause, she added, "Be careful when you play the piano next time!"

Before I could nod my head, my mother got angry and insisted that I say in front of the teacher whether I like playing the piano or not! I said slowly, "Half like it and half don't." Halfway through, the teacher said, "You don't think it's easy or difficult to play the piano, do you?" I nodded and said earnestly all the time, "Do you think you are smart, but learning the piano is not an easy task, and you need to work hard. There will be something more difficult than playing the piano in the future. If there is no perseverance and perseverance, how can we deal with bigger things in the future? If we don't study hard and work hard, we can never do anything well just by liking it. Because success depends on one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent effort. "

Learning piano makes me understand that one must combine inspiration with hard work if one wants to succeed!

In the clear wind, it began to rain, as thin as silk. The weather in the morning indicates a gloomy day, and the streets are not so noisy. I'm used to getting up early, and I'm used to feeling the fresh world with my heart in the morning. My life needs fresh blood to replace yesterday's sadness and happiness, and they will always belong to us. It's just that the world has given us too much thought. After understanding, happiness will come late.

Network is knowing that everything is not true, so why take it seriously. Maybe when you are sad and crying, others are smiling and insisting at first. The ambiguity now is not that we doubt the truth, but that we have adapted to the atmosphere here and forgotten the original innocence. People who really love want to prove their innocence, and people who have been wronged want to find a place to stop, right! I love you. How are you treating me?

Sadness, disappointment, being blindly changed direction, doubt and accusation are added to the unstoppable injury. It's okay. Everything's okay. You can go your own way, and I will adjust my trend. No matter how deep and true I love you, I have no right to interfere with your freedom here, and I can't be crazy about you. Numb feelings, wandering in helplessness, the price of illusion is always bought by reality again and again, wandering in the illusory and real space, enjoying the spiritual feast with pain and happiness, whether it is a game or a dream, whether I am body double or a doll, at least I know that I have never been bought or traded by anything. At least up to now, my heart is pure and my dream is beautiful.

Put away the umbrella, the mood is like this weather, sunny to cloudy, windy and rainy, but we, rain or shine, must go on strongly. There is no turning back in life, so don't waste it any more.

It's crisp in autumn today, and our school held an annual autumn outing. We are very excited, because this is my dream autumn outing! At 8 o'clock in the morning, everyone was on the road in high spirits. On the way, it was very sunny. Grandpa sun seems to know that we are going for an autumn outing, and it is a blessing to send us a good weather. The flowers and plants on the roadside seem to say, "Where are you going, son?" Please take me with you, okay? With our exciting pace, everyone soon arrived at Zhang Xiang Park.

As soon as we entered the gate, the breeze came at us with intoxicating flowers. Then, I saw the willows standing by the lake. They move soft branches in the autumn wind, just like a girl with long hair dancing in the breeze. The only fly in the ointment is that the tip of the blade is a little yellow. Look at the wide lake, the blue waves are rippling and the waves are undulating. Under the sunshine, the lake is shining with broken silver, like a lake. Look across the lake, how strange the rockery made of stones is. ......

However, the most beautiful here belongs to the maple tree. Maple leaves are like a drunken child, so bright and unbridled. Seeing this scene, I can't help but think of an ancient poem: stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. We can't enjoy this beautiful scenery over and over again. We have to say goodbye to it, and its scenery makes me linger!

Diary composition 8 people always say "children are carefree." I don't know. We also have a lot of growing pains. What am I most worried about?

Alas! My biggest worry is that the diary I write every day will be read by adults. You can't read other people's diaries without their permission. I remember that in the first half of the sixth grade, I locked my diary in a drawer, put my keys on my desk and went out to play. When I got home, I felt that there were many Han people on me, which made me very uncomfortable. So I took a comfortable cold bath and went back to my room to write a diary. But when I opened the drawer, I found that the diary had been touched. I ran to my mother's room angrily. My mother saw me suddenly watching and asked me, "What's the matter?" I asked angrily, "Did you read my diary?" Mom said, "Yes! What's wrong? " I said, "Do you know that you can't just peek at other people's diaries? It is illegal for you to do so. " Mother also said angrily, "What's the matter? My daughter's diary can only be read with her consent? " I said coquetry, "Mom, you just can't read my diary casually!" " "In this way, my mother reluctantly agreed to stop reading my diary.

Alas! Being a child is not easy. I hope adults will give us some space to understand the growing pains.

I like small animals very much. I often keep some pets such as fish, birds, turtles and even ants at home. What makes me feel most fulfilled is sericulture.

Of all the pets, only silkworm has never let me down. All the other small animals ended in death. Only silkworms can be raised to have children.

There is a silkworm seller at the school gate, and I have been guarding it since I bought it. Even take it to school. Touch its smooth body for a while, and then put fresh mulberry leaves on its mouth to tease it. Its head will rush up and down with the mulberry leaves, which is very cute. Even painting, I often use it as a "model".

My efforts were not in vain, and the silkworm baby grew from 1 cm to 6 cm. Until one day, a lot of shiny silk appeared around it, and my father told me that the silkworm baby spun silk. After the students knew it, they ordered silkworm babies from me one after another.

The cocoon came out and turned out to be beautiful golden yellow. Dad said that the leaves that might be fed were not mulberry leaves. Who cares? It's beautiful! Even my mother, who never touches silkworms at ordinary times, brought a camera and kept shooting.

The moth finally broke out of the cocoon. Considering that there are not enough mulberry leaves at home, I decided to give the silkworm baby to my painter, who has a mulberry tree in his yard.

Goodbye! Lovely silkworm babies!

Diary composition 10 When I was in primary school, the teacher always asked us to write a diary every day. At that time, I felt very uncomfortable. I felt as if every day's life was dull and repetitive. What is there to write about? So at that time, I wrote when I had something to do, and I always liked to look through composition books when I had nothing to do, enriching my life with other people's stories. So the diary at that time was always half true and half false.

Later, when I was in junior high school, I focused on my studies and exams, so the teacher didn't let me keep a diary, and the diary was completely abandoned.

High school, heavy schoolwork, little time. I happened to see something on the internet called a handwritten account, which is actually similar to a diary. It records life in the form of photos, pictures and words. I think instant is also a good choice. I began to buy materials and record my life every day. Although high school life was really boring, it didn't stop me from enjoying bookkeeping. Later, this method was really troublesome, which delayed me a lot of time and slowly put it on hold. Bookkeeping is not always formalism. Looking at my daily life later can remind me of the ups and downs.

Now, I decide to keep a diary every day to record my life. Even if I am bored, I need a pair of eyes that are good at discovering, adding a little sweetness to my life.

Diary composition 1 1 "Learn from Lei Feng, a good example", a song that has been sung for decades, always haunts my ears. In a blink of an eye, it is the spring of March. March is not only the season when everything recovers, but also a special month-learning thunder.

Uncle Lei Feng is less than 1.53 meters tall, but his heroic deeds are like a boulder, which is hard to erase in people's hearts. As the saying goes: Lei Feng travels thousands of miles on business, but it is good to take the train. Uncle Lei Feng's deeds not only infected us, but also aroused the upsurge of learning from Lei Feng.

One weekend, my mother and I went to Jiashan Temple. The bus is crowded. I looked through the window glass. The rape blossoms in the field are very bright, like the stars in the sky, and they are beautiful under the sunshine. Just as I was intoxicated with the beautiful scenery in front of me, an unpleasant smell got into my nose. I took out a tissue and just tried to cover my nose, but I found an old woman sitting in front of me vomiting because of motion sickness. It looks uncomfortable. As soon as I saw it, I handed the paper towel without hesitation and said, "Grandma, please wipe it!" " He took out the water he carried with him and handed it to grandma to gargle. Grandma saw it and said gratefully, "thank you, little friend!" " "

Although this is only a trivial matter, as long as there are more Lei Feng-style people around us, I firmly believe that this big social family will be more and more beautiful and harmonious. Don't retract your hand for fear of being misunderstood to help the fallen old man, don't stand for the only empty seat, don't run away for fear of taking responsibility for the accident, and let Lei Feng's spirit be passed down from generation to generation.

Diary composition 12 Today, my father and I read the Diary of Lei Feng, and the article "The Spirit of Nails" touched me deeply.

According to the diary, some people say that they are busy with work and have no time to study. Lei Feng believes that the problem is not that you are busy at work, but that you are willing to study and squeeze time. There is plenty of time to study, depending on whether you are good at squeezing and willing to drill. A good board with no holes in it, but why can nails get in? This is done by pressure, hard extrusion and hard drilling. Nail has two advantages, one is compressive strength and the other is drilling strength.

This reminds me that I always feel that there is not enough time, I can't finish my homework and I don't have much time to read extracurricular books. Today, I finally understand that as long as we have this nail spirit in our study, we are willing to squeeze and drill, and we have plenty of time, depending on how we use it reasonably. As a famous saying goes, "time is like water in a sponge. As long as you are willing to squeeze it, there will always be." When uncle Lei Feng sits on the train and at the dinner table, he always finds time to read famous books and write down what he has seen and heard in his life ... What reason can we say no?

After reading this diary, I put "Did I study hard today? Did I waste time today? Have I arranged my time reasonably today? " This sentence is posted on my desk. I hope I can watch it twice when I don't study hard and waste my time, so as to alert myself, try to be an excellent student and live up to the expectations of teachers and parents.

Diary composition 13 Diary and I seem to be natural enemies. Every time the teacher arranges a diary, I feel that the sky is dark and the sun and the moon are dull. When I got home, I had to bite my pen and think hard. At eight or nine o'clock at night, I was still burning the midnight oil. When it was time to review my diary, I proudly read it aloud as a masterpiece in class, because the diary I forced out was well written. This delicate relationship has not changed since He Laoshi took over from the third grade.

He Laoshi, the head teacher, attaches great importance to the composition level in the class. He keeps a diary on the 3rd and writes a composition on the 5th. In this way, several other students and I have become small experts in composition. I was not used to it at first. I just bury my head in my diary and write almost everything, but most of my diaries have been evaluated and I can only read them awkwardly in class. As a result, I caused many "enemies" in my class. They all challenged me with paper and pens. I realize that in my spare time, I don't want to be short-sighted, so I try to write only simple people and things and try not to offend those "mountain kings" and sharp writers. Add some words and sentences that you think are not gorgeous but humorous. I used many metaphors, personification and exaggeration when writing landscape articles, which gradually became a major style of mine.

Diary composition 14 12 13 the weather in the fourth week: sunny.

Today, I made up 1 a nursery rhyme for a small desk lamp:

I have 1 small lights.

Give me light every day,

Learn to draw with me,

Thank you, little lamp.

65438+February 14 Friday weather: sunny

I like to play with plasticine, pinch a strawberry for my father, a banana for my mother, a grape for my doll and a pair of small boots for my dog sister. Ha ha! Everyone received a present today.

65438+February 15 Saturday weather: sunny.

Today I am very happy, because I got 1 CC fruit ring, 1 new clothes and 1 new shoes. I am as happy as a puppy 1.

65438+ February 65438+Sunday 06 Weather: sunny

All the leaves on the trees have fallen, and the puddles on the roadside have frozen. The north wind is blowing, and I'm shaking. I feel that winter is really coming.

65438+February 17 weeks 1 Weather: sunny

After dinner, my mother and I had a 1 jigsaw puzzle to spell the map of China. I spelled quickly and well, and won the championship. Mother was in a hurry to spell it, and only with my help did she spell it well. I wanted a big globe as a prize, and my mother agreed. I am very happy.

65438+February 18 Tuesday weather: sunny.

In today's art class, the teacher taught us to make beautiful buildings. The children made all kinds of small houses and beautiful pagodas with their dexterous hands. I made 1 beautiful pagoda. I'm really happy.

65438+ February 65438+Wednesday 09 Weather: sunny

I have many names. My father calls me baby, my mother calls me Niu Niu, and my neighbor's grandmother calls me little Mandy. I said, no, my name is not Xiao Meng, but Zhang.

I need to talk to you before I go to the hospital. Just now, when I opened the blog of our class, I noticed Wu's essay exam. Although the exam is scary, it is a composition with beautiful words and fluent sentences. If only I could understand this feeling of lingering fear! A lot of things, only when you can't have them, do you know their value. Like you, I want to sit in the classroom and listen to Mr. Li's profound Chinese explanation, Mr. Wu's sweet and delicate mathematical analysis and Mr. Wang's pure Mandarin ... In short, when all this is over, I miss it even more. I hate that I didn't cherish every minute. Now I lie in the hospital in pain every day, accompanied by only tears. When you think of my situation, you should cherish time and seize the happy days. During this time, I have hardly studied my beloved textbook. I'm reading Helen's If You Give Me Three Days of Light. Although I hate my illness, how lucky I am compared with Helen! I can see this beautiful world and hear wonderful sounds, but I just can't run freely and go to school freely like you … Alas! It is time to go to the hospital again. Do you miss me? If you like, please tell me with your article!

Comment: Children who are not in the classroom miss the classroom. Touched me!

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