一天又結(jié)束了，心中一定有不少感想，不如趁現(xiàn)在好好寫一篇日記。那么日記有什么格式呢？下面是小編收集整理的英語日記作文10篇，歡迎閱讀，希望大家能夠喜歡。
英語日記作文 篇1
Today, the teacher asked us to write an observation diary, I think on the left, still can't think of anything new, finally, I thought of my small fish.
I have two small fish that have been living in my family for a year. They are very cute and I like them very much, so I give them each one of them. One is called "little black", because it only has the head is red, the other part is black, and, "little black" belly round drum, lovable very. The other was called little old man, because he had a beard; Also, its head is white, very much like white hair.
I used to have a fish called "tiny little", it is small and cute, it looks funny, like a clown, very attractive. However, I did not feed the heavy rain for days, causing them to be hungry, and the two bad guys ate the little food together. I was angry for days. But now there is a small fish in place of the little one, which is the little brown stone, which I have taken from the west lake. I was afraid that the two big fish would make a mistake again and eat the little brown stone, so it was left alone in another bottle.
英語日記作文 篇2
When I looked at the hamsters today, I had a new discovery.
When I came back in the afternoon, I heard the little hamsters squealing twice, and I ran to see that there was no chow, and they were called "I am hungry." I immediately added rat food to them, and they scrambled to eat. When they had finished, they gave a gentle cry, like "thank you." After a while, they all climbed the treadmill, quickly run away, don't you let me, I won't let you quickly it both angry and scream for "nothing", like saying "I'm angry!" . I tickled them with my little stick, and they gave a little yelp as if to say, "I'm happy." I see, they can be used to express mood.
英語日記作文 篇3
Today, my parents and I go back to my hometown happily for the Spring Festival.
As soon as I came to my home, I found a new spring couplet on the door, and I was happy to find my brother. I took a football gun. It was round and green. The shell was thin and plastic. It was very green. I carefully put the gun on the stairs, brother help me to start a small stick to me slowly sticks at gun, only to hear "bang bang, this football gun can be really loud!
We eat the evening dinner together to watch the party together, there are sketches, crosstalk, singing and dancing...
It looks great!
This Spring Festival this Spring Festival is very happy, I wish everyone every day as happy as the Spring Festival,
英語日記作文 篇4
Today is Arbor-Day.Our school arranged us to go to the near hills to plant trees.
We start atseven o’clock in the morning. It took us half an hour to get to thedestination.
The moment we arrived, we began to work as arranged before.
Some dugholes, some put trees in the hole, some put the earth back to the hole, whileothers watered the trees.
When we planted all the trees, it’s already one o’clockin the afternoon. We were all hungry and tired but happy and proud.
今天是植樹節(jié)。我們學(xué)校安排我們?nèi)ジ浇纳缴现矘洹Ｎ覀兩衔缙唿c(diǎn)就開始出發(fā)了。
我們花了半個(gè)小時(shí)才到達(dá)目的地。我們到達(dá)那里，我們就像之前安排好的那樣開始工作了。
有的挖坑，有的放樹進(jìn)坑里，有的把土放回坑了，而其他人則給樹澆水。
我們種完所有的樹時(shí)，已經(jīng)是下午一點(diǎn)了。我們都餓了、累了但是都很高興和自豪。
英語日記作文 篇5
Cheer Up!
Life is full of ups and downs. Success always comes along with failure.
Suffering from the boring cold, my brain remains empty. I even don’t know how to start of a simple diary, though it’s a piece of cake for me long long ago. I have never lose faith in my ability of studying English even though I fails now and them. But now I do because my diaries hold no promise. I don’t know what I keep diaries for. I can’t come with any conclusions.
Maybe success prows out of struggle to overcome difficulties. Cheer up, may giving up will get a rest.
英語日記作文 篇6
January 30 20xx Today， I still went to my mother‘s office. My mother was very busy， so was my father. They always live in Beijing. They must get up early. Because they will manage the factory. So I know they are very laborious. So I should save my money. Also I should help them. Although I can’t do something useful， but I think I should share the work with them. I am one of my family member. In the future， I will take a job and work. It‘ time for me to begin to learn how to work.
英語日記作文 篇7
今天上英語課了，我們又重新分組。我被分到了B組。這次分成的兩組實(shí)力相當(dāng)，但我們組更勝一籌。在兩組中，優(yōu)等生的數(shù)量基本相同，分基本都能拿到，就看中等生的分?jǐn)?shù)了。
在老師讓我們對(duì)作業(yè)上的答案并讓我們一個(gè)接一個(gè)地回答問題時(shí)，發(fā)生了一件十分好玩的`事：
孟子軒在回答“ing.”這道問題時(shí)，也不知道他是緊張的原因，還是真的不會(huì)，居然把正確答案的in說成了of，讓我們都快發(fā)狂了——他們組是氣的，我們組是笑的。只見孟子軒被一群人圍在中間，在他們組同學(xué)的質(zhì)問下臉漲得通紅，作為另一方的我們則為他們組所起的“內(nèi)訌”而幸災(zāi)樂禍的鼓掌……場面一片混亂。
由于對(duì)方的失誤，使我們斗志倍增、越戰(zhàn)越勇，最終把勝利收入囊中。
這次英語課以我們組的勝利而告終，實(shí)在是太痛快了!
英語日記作文 篇8
The Spring Festival, and again the sound of firecrackers to wake me up, opened the door, outside white, like a piece of snow, the snow! It's snowing! "I exclaimed, because of the heavy snow, the whole earth Takamatsu snow-covered landscape, with branches all in good out of a bandbox, filled with a layer of soft hairy snow leaves, like a root bending of silver bullion, and those Holly snow like covered with a green and white stone, tree, in the snow white background, like a fairy.
The wind blows gently shake the branches, like a fairy dancing in the hand, the scattered pearls, I can't help thinking of a poem poet of the Tang Dynasty poet, "if suddenly spring night, the trees of pear blossoms", the snow adds to the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, I grabbed a handful of snow to hit to the father, father Dodge, "pa" hit on the back, "ha ha" I was excited, and grabbed a handful of snow, thrown out, hit the mother's head, head is full of snow, the three of us playing in the snow battle, although the hands are frozen red, but the heart is very happy.
Seven days passed imperceptibly. The happiness of Spring Festival kept me calm for a long time. With the new year's going away, I was looking forward to the new hope and looking forward to the coming year.
英語日記作文 篇9
It＇s a true story in the summer of 1998 when I was attending a youth conference in L. A... and it feels so good to rewind it in the recollection...
Fog swirls, swallowing the car in front of us. Dense, impenetrable, the wall of white throws back the lights into my eyes. There are four of us in a family van that is creeping along the free way from downtown L. A. to Lancaster. Fog gets even stronger and spreads out like a blanket over the flat land. It＇s Noah＇s turn to drive with complaints about the couldn＇t be lower visibility. But he is whispering so that Eugene and Kikki can sleep still. With eyes slightly closed, I am playing Bob Dylan on the disk, whose rhythm echoes the midnight prays.
Well, we＇ve truly had enough prayers just now. Being off from the annual Vineyard Church International Yough Conference, I find myself deeply buried in the ferment that kids create from all over the world. There are cries and whisper, laughter and tears, bless and pain, confidence and disbelief mixed together, building up a confession of the detours of soul. Bible has recorded all this since centuries ago. It＇s about God, but it＇s not all time religion.
A boy from Panama asked me if I eat turkey as an Irish Catholic when pastor David was presenting his speech. I smilingly nodded my head and turned back to Mr. David. He is an authentic English with dark blue pupils, eyes right fixing into his listener while talking.He has truly handsome chins that show up his decency of smile and subtleness of wit.
"There is only one door into heaven and Jesus said, ＇I＇m the door＇ (John 10: 9), he quoted, "The way you enter is by expressing faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. Faith in Jesus is a commitment to the one whose life becomes your life and his life within you makes you a new person."
There was a dead silence for praying before a burst of weeping broke the ice. A blonde girl threw herself into the arms of the peer beside her, hiding her face. A boy of crew cut on the first row was bending his knees, forehead down to the ground,whispering his regrets. A black girl standing right beside me was shivering her lips with tears hanging up in her eyes, showing a piece of uncertainty.It was truly heart wrenching when more and more kids were peacefully touched by the power of God,harmonizing their words with tears, rather than screaming out their logo as "we love Jesus yes we dm we love Jesus how about you."
It hasn＇t been long before I am used to the way of praying here in the States. The melancholies in the air soon put me on the way of figuring out the fact lying behind the tears. It numbed me to see the fear and solitude that root deeply in this materially rich world. There is a false security that drastically reshapes the country by drug, crimes, pre marital sex and racism.And it seemed here every tiny little souls were certain victims. Jesus wasn＇t truly there, but the void became the savior.
It was then that the mother of pastor David rose to sing "Ave Maria".She came up to piano in a gentle pace, took a breath, closed her eyes, and delivered the goods.Well, never have heard the song offered with more feeling, more passion and fervor. She was seventy years old and magnificent.The plain voice flowing in the air was neither scratchy nor dramatic that you might expect from an aging third rate opera singer. This was actually the voice of a grandmother distilling her life into the music to honor what she loved and believed in. when the last lovely note faded and silence held us firm, the "grandma" opened her eyes, smiled at us, and said, "my lord be with you."
That is basically what received from the journey of soul. I told out my sins with once-in-life-time honesty.I may never get a chance to bump into Pastor David and I truly miss this mid aged gentleman of deep sea pupil, although he didn＇t succeed making me believe that Jesus died on the cross for my sin and paid my sin debt in full.
Noah is now too sleepy to drive. It＇s my turn to stay awake in this misty of midnight Los Angeles. Fog stands still when we are inching along the road of this spiritual trip. I don＇t know what keeps me in such a wild and peaceful excitement. Well, if the fog doesn＇t lift, may we at least have some lines and reflectors put down along the road to guide us.
英語日記作文 篇10
When I first came into this house, my mom told me that this room is my bedroom, my own bedroom, I was just freaking out. Let me introduce my lovely bedroom.
When you stand at the door, you will see a table first, my computer and my books are all on it, besides them, there is a little cup which I grew a plant in it. Behind my table, is my bed. My bed was coverd 初一 with dolls, and my bed's colour is pink, I love it. On the left, there is a big window, every morning when I woke up, I can feel and see the sunshine, and begin to study with a good mood.
That's my bedroom, simple but lovely, I like my room, and thanks my parents for giving me a good environment to study.
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