A 600-word Chinese essay diary

Essay, as the name implies, is a branch of prose and a variant of argumentative writing. It has two characteristics: argumentative and lyrical, and is usually short in length. Here are six 600-word Chinese compositions for your reference!

Chinese composition diary 600 words daquan 1

Maybe it's time to write something. Facing the past 18 years, I suddenly found that the original time slipped away inadvertently. Any language looks pale and powerless. Obviously, I haven't felt it yet, and another day has passed, and a year has passed without a trace …

Just suddenly want to keep, keep this beautiful time, this carefree youth, this sunny moment.

/kloc-at the age of 0/8, I arrived without warning, and suddenly realized that I was too headstrong these years, but I regretted the time I spent. I didn't know what kind of mentality I was before, nor did I know my personality, preferences, strengths and principles of dealing with people. I don't understand why I don't have sincere friends, pleasing eloquence and I don't know the goal of progress. What made me lose myself? It's just that time pushes us forward all the way, and we have gained and lost. Only when it really happens to us can we feel. We never know how to care about the things around us. If you have a confidant who has never confided in grievances, you will get carried away when you meet happy things. Sometimes I feel sorry for myself and hate myself now, and everything is not satisfactory.

Even though I understand that there are inferior efforts behind other people's brilliance, sometimes I still envy them. They will have such good grades and such a good life experience, but they cannot live up to their expectations. They didn't make it to the end, and they couldn't help but leave a back road and choose to give up. Maybe it's not as heavy as their pressure! But I am inferior to others in all aspects, which really makes me depressed. I don't want to stand being stupid than others. However, the fact is always contrary to the ideal, which is both unfortunate and angry. It is really sad. Life is different, everyone has their own way to go, maybe this moment can only represent the present and the past!

I hope I can get rid of my lazy habit and study hard, even for myself and my family. Come on! I believe that one year later, I will be able to coincide with my ideal self!

China's prose diary 600 words daquan II

The furthest distance in the world is really not between life and death. If life really comes to an end, who has the mind to waste the last time for those so-called troubles? I will go to you regardless and stay with you in every possible way to finish the journey of my life.

Who do you want to see most? I think they are the love of my life, so I'm worried about not seeing you. Every day is horrible. You really don't understand this kind of suffering. In those days, I would be relieved if you gave me two more messages, but what you did was very rude. I was desperate and wanted to commit suicide. I don't understand why you are so cruel to me. Do I make you hate like a virus? I really don't know how I got through those days. The only thing I miss is that you promised to come back to see me. It is this belief that has supported me through the difficulties. Every day you don't come to Shanghai, I will be worried and scared for one more day.

Later, you came back, but it was so cold that I didn't even know you. I really doubt whether you ever loved me. I dare not confirm myself, and I really don't love it. What should I do? To sum up, life is better than death anyway. If you really refuse to leave me like this, then I have nothing to remember, and I don't want to embrace this cold world again. I went to see you with the determination to die, and I couldn't bear to bet on your heart. I should be glad that I won the bet and you still love me.

Now I don't know if I am really happy. I only know that you can accompany me occasionally, so I still have the motivation to move forward and have no despair. I plunged myself into the whirlpool of feelings and took you with me. I'm glad to have you with me. You cry for me. I am very happy because you have me in your heart, but I am not happy. Watching you suffer is not what I want. What should I do with this painful struggle? The only way is for me to leave.

My heart hurts, but I can't help it. I am really too late.

Chinese composition diary 600 words daquan 3

They are a hazy drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, a long yellow sand in the north of Saibei, willows on the bank of the capital of Liang River and a glass of wine in Weicheng wine house. Its faltering steps involve feelings that make people feel distressed, so reluctant, but also vaguely reveals the inexplicable desolation. However, we can't refuse.

I can't refuse, because one day, when beauty is old, prosperity is gone. You and I, after all the games, have to give up our seats for future generations and have to end the journey of this period of time. At that time, we will come quietly. I'd rather you go first and let me see you off. I will be alone, tidy up my house, and then I will come to you and start another life with you.

We can't refuse, because we all know that the joy of this world is far less than the pain we have experienced. Since there are too few happy hours, they will eventually be swallowed up by pain, so why be afraid of leaving? Please let me go first this time. Let me clear the way for you. I don't want to hurt you a little bit, and I don't want you to get into a quagmire of pain. I am willing to spread a rainbow for you, wait for me, and I will pick you up.

I can't refuse, because my life is too short. With a flick of your finger, a grain of sand can see the world. Pieces of separation constitute the joys and sorrows of reunion and repeatedly evolve into the theme of life. People are always running around, constantly looking for, one stop at a time, only for the final destination. So I won't stay on a platform for long. Sooner or later, I will pack my bags and wave goodbye. Our meeting is a kind of beauty in itself. It is better to cherish the present than to be sad when you leave. Even when it's time to say goodbye, you and I won't regret it, because we really loved, laughed and hugged. Isn't it romantic that we may think of each other at the same time in one night? Shu Ting wrote in her poem: "It seems to be separated forever, but in fact it is connected by blood." Yes, as long as we are rooted together and our hearts are together, how can thousands of miles away be a distance? I have prepared a bunch of roses to light your eyes on the day we meet. I love you!

Chinese composition diary 600 words daquan 4

Today is May Day. Grandpa suggested that our family visit Donggang Farm, which was decentralized by his educated youth, and feel the life and labor achievements of the educated youth. The whole family agreed.

Along the way, I kept asking my grandfather: "What is an educated youth, what is decentralization, and why do you want to go to the farm?" What are you doing there? "Grandpa smiled and said to me," Educated youth is a student who has just left school, educated youth, who voluntarily goes from the city to the countryside to help reclaim wasteland and farm there. "Grandpa was very excited when the car drove to the farm. He pointed to the trees and orange forest outside the window and said to us, "Look, here and there are wasteland. These are all planted after our educated youth came. " I can't help admiring: "Wow, Grandpa, you are amazing! "

The car stopped at the gate of Donggang educated youth farm. Grandpa took us to visit the museum, which is a row of bungalows with many rooms. Grandpa said, "Every room displays many photos of different periods. Look at it one by one. " I followed my parents to visit room after room. Suddenly I saw a photo with my grandfather's name under it, but I couldn't recognize him in the photo. My mother pointed to a young man sweating in the hot sun in the photo and said, "Look, this is grandpa. Grandpa turned this wasteland into a field with his own labor. At that time, they lived in this simple house, eating pickles, vegetables and winter melon soup, but transforming this wasteland with youth and sweat. " My mother and I came to a room full of farm tools, many of which even my mother said she had never seen before. Grandma explained to us one by one that this is a waterwheel, which is used to beat millet, and there is a hemp fiber hanging on the wall. Grandma said it was used to keep out the rain. I'm curious and surprised. It turns out that hemp fiber in a boat and a bamboo cloak are all like this, and farming is not just about holding a hoe as seen in books.

I visited the educated youth farm today and found it very meaningful. I have learned a lot of knowledge that has not been taught in books, and I feel the spirit of educated youth who are not afraid of hardship, fatigue, hard work and dedication! Although we no longer need to be educated youth and do farm work. But I also want to carry forward the spirit of educated youth, make good use of it in my study, and become a useful person and make contributions to the country when I grow up.

Chinese composition diary 600 words daquan 5

On the vast plateau, the clouds are fluttering, the wind is blowing quietly, and the grass is standing quietly. A group of arrogant prodigals are motionless, staring at the distance, and their eyes drift across the skyline. The animals playing in the distance are unaware that death is approaching quietly, and their blood is boiling. The ancient plateau is calling them. ...

Wolf, with black hair, two ears as sharp as those facing the wind always stand there carefully, and the dark green narrow eye pupil exudes a unique chilling charm. The wolf "kissed" unconsciously, with a sharp knife in his mouth as if he could chew granite as hard as steel, and his vigorous limbs were collapsing at any time.

When the prey appeared, a dive and a black wind swept across the face of the grass, leaving no sound. When the prey reaches its own attack range, its hind leg muscles tighten and suddenly jump into the "blue sky". At that moment, its paw "jumped" out of the wolf's palm, inserted into the back of its prey, and landed on the ground on one side of its center of gravity. When the prey tried to leave, the wolf's leg rubbed against the grass, pushed his teeth into his throat, and blood spilled on the wolf's face and grass like red wine.

Wolves sometimes get scared. Hunters with guns and hounds angrily rounded up a wolf, and the elegance and wildness of the wolf were gone, so they could only run away howling with their tails between their legs.

With a bang, blood spilled on the grass, and the grass cried for it. ...

But when his companion is with him, this fear disappears and becomes a belief to prove his strength. The situation changed, and the wolves watched the aliens who stepped into their territory. Their eyes glowed red, their teeth clenched tightly, and they exerted force on each other. Their claws rubbed back and forth on the grass, and the grass was cut off. Looking at each other, the wolf king roared, and the wind was blowing, and the wind rolled up, flying sand and stones, in the dark. One by one, they rushed over in desperation. Hunters and hounds missed a beat and screamed again and again when they saw this momentum.

In a blink of an eye, the wolves are already cleaning up the mess and enjoying the delicious food.

Wolves are cruel, but elegant; Lofty but united.

Clouds are floating leisurely, the wind is blowing quietly, and the grass is standing quietly. Everything changes quietly in a subtle way, but the prodigals on the grassland are still chasing for survival. People are the same, in order to survive.

The wolf is howling, the wind is roaring, and everything is telling the past on the plateau.

The ancient plateau is calling them. ...

Chinese composition diary 600 words daquan 6

"Xinxin, get up!" I vaguely heard my mother crying, but I turned over and fell asleep again.

As soon as the upper eyelid and the lower eyelid fought, I was once again pulled out of my sleep by my mother. "Too late, too late! Get up! " "Know know know!" Alas, in order to prevent my mother's urging voice from ringing again, I sat up slowly without opening my eyes, and was blown into the bathroom by the strong wind before I could sit still. "Wash up quickly, and then go to eat." Mom's voice rang in my ear again. After washing, I tied a playful ponytail behind my head, put on my favorite glasses, posed in front of the mirror, and went to eat!

When I saw the clock on the wall, "Wow! It is time! I am going to be late! " Before I came to the table, I wolfed down a few mouthfuls of rice and put on my clothes again. Carrying my little schoolbag to school.

It's really sunny today. There are several white clouds floating in the blue sky. Birds twittered in the tree to see me off at school, and leaves scrambled to say hello to me. Unconsciously, when I got to school and saw this beautiful campus, I felt a little happier.

I am a lively and outgoing girl, and I am in a good mood every day. In the class, people are also good, and naturally there are many good friends. Look, that's my best friend walking in front of me. I stretched out my right hand and waited for the "miracle", ha! Not the kui is my good friend, has understood my mind, so he also held out his left hand, "pa!" " "We smiled knowingly.

An important reason for my popularity is that I am humorous, which is the unanimous evaluation of several of my good friends. My humor is attributed to the books on the shelf, which provide me with many humorous jokes, thus winning the title of "king of humor". My thirst for books is like the thirst for rain and dew in dry land, and the newborn baby longs for the sweet milk of his mother. When reading a book, I often forget everything around me and get lost in the ocean of knowledge.

I also like painting very much, so my mother signed me up for a painting class, during which I didn't take a vacation. Rain or shine, I will arrive at the painting class on time, so the teacher has a good impression on me and often teaches me hand in hand, which has strengthened my love for painting and won the Excellence Award in the painting competition.

This is me, a lively, cheerful and humorous little girl. I like me like this, I like it!

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