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【热门】英语日记作文汇编8篇

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【热门】英语日记作文汇编8篇

英语日记作文 篇1

  I like sports very much. Football, basketball, running and swimming are my favorites. But I like playing basketball most, because I think playing basketball is very cool and interesting. I often play basketball with my classmates. We are a good team. Playing basketball is a good way to make friends. After all, we have common interests. Besides, I can build my body by playing basketball.

英语日记作文 篇2

  armed with two over-packed suitcases, we arrived at the airport just in time for my flight。 "well, here we are, the airport," my sister said with a sigh。 as i watched her unload my luggage, i could see the sadness in her eyes。 this was not easy on her either。

  we had both been dreading this moment for the past week。 one last hug and a final good-bye and i would be on my way to a new life abroad, leaving my beloved sister behind。all my life i had loved airports。 to me they were some kind of magic gateway to the world, a place from which to start great holidays and adventures。 but today it seemed like a cold and heartless place。

  as we made our way to the gate we passed through a busload of frustrated holiday goers and their screaming children。 i looked at my sister and even though her eyes were filled with tears, she was trying to keep a brave face。 "you better go or you'll miss your flight," she said。"i am just going to walk away and not look back," i said, "that would just be too hard。"

  as i held her one last time she whispered, "don't worry about me, i'll be just fine。" "i'll miss you," i replied, and with those last words i was off。 as promised, i did not look back, but by the time i reached the custom's office i was sobbing。 "cheer up, love," the tall customs officer said with a smile。 "it's not the end of the world, you know。" but to me it was the end of the world, as i had known it。while boarding the plane i was still crying。 i did not have the energy to put my bag in the overhead locker, so i stuffed it on the empty seat next to mine。 as i settled into my chair, a feeling of sadness overwhelmed me。 i felt like my best friend had just been taken away from me。

  growing up, my sister and i would do everything together。 born barely fifteen months apart we not only looked alike, we were alike。 we both had that same mix of curiosity and fear of all things unknown to us。one sunny summer day i was playing outside on the grass when she came up to me and said, "want to come to the attic?" we both knew that the answer to that question was always 'yes。'

  we were frightened of the attic but also fascinated by its smells and sounds。 whenever one of us needed something, the other one would come along。 together we would fight the life-size spiders and battle through the numerous boxes until we found what we needed。over time the visits to the attic became less scary。 eventually there came a time when we would go by ourselves, but my sister and i stayed as close as ever。 when the time came for us to go to college, what better way than for us to go together。

  my parents were pleased because that way we could 'keep an eye on each other' and of course report back on what the other one was up to。 but now that our college days were over and i was off to a foreign country, all i had left were my memories。

  the plane shook heavily and the bag that i had shoved onto the seat next to me fell on the floor。 my aspirin, hairbrush and a copy of the book i planned to read were spread on the floor。

  i bent over to gather them up when i saw an unfamiliar little book in the middle of my belongings。 it was not until i picked it up that i realized that it was a diary。 the key had been carefully placed in the lock so i opened it。

  immediately i recognized my sister's handwriting。 "hi sis, what a day it has been today。 first you let me know that you are moving abroad and then my boss。。。"

  only then did i realize that my sister had been keeping a diary for the past month and that she was now passing it on to me。 she had been scheming to start the diary for the past year but now the time seemed right。 i was to write in it for the next couple of months and then send it back to her。

  i spent the rest of the flight reading about my sister's comings and goings。 and even though a large ocean separated us, at some point it felt like she was actually there。 it was only when i thought that i had lost my best friend that i realized that she was going to be around forever。

英语日记作文 篇3

  The other day my brother and I went to the cinema by bicycle。 My brother was riding with me sitting on the seat behind。 As we came to the crossroads a young man and a girl came up and stopped us。 ‘We‘ve found you at long last,’ they said。 But we didn’t know them。 Pointing to a policeman not far away, the young man explained, ‘He stopped us about half an hour ago and made us catch the next offender。 So come on, stand here。 Hope you don‘t have to wait as long as we did 。 Good luck。’

英语日记作文 篇4

  今天是5月1日(星期五)你和你的朋友Lily去了科学博物馆(the Science Museum) 有如下信息:

  1.天气晴朗 2.博物馆不是很远 3.看到了很多照片,学到了很多东西。

  4.那里有很多父母和他们的孩子,学生

  May 1st Friday Sunny

  Today I went to the Science Museum with my best friend Lily. We went there on foot, because it is not far from our school. We saw many pictures! And we learned many things! There were many parents and their children in it! Most children were students. I think they learnt many things, too. After 2 hours, we left the museum. We got back by bus because we were tired. But we had a good time!

英语日记作文 篇5

  Today I looked at my hamsters and they taught me a lot.

  I also watched the little hamsters at ordinary times, but at the best I could tease them, and then they went away, and I will not only tease them today, but I will observe them carefully.

  I looked at them carefully and found that they were always sleeping. Why? Now it is broad daylight, the sun is very harsh, and where does anyone sleep during the day? I decided to put them in another place, this place is dark, I thought little hamsters will also go to bed, but less than a minute, they stood up, I suddenly enlighted, originally hamsters like activities in the dark.

英语日记作文 篇6

  At 8:50 on November 25th, xx, our class was led down to the playground to watch the opening ceremony of the school sports meeting. The composition

  On the playground, there was a lot of chatter and chatter. A moment later the speaker heard the voice of the host, and everyone was quiet. After the ceremony of flag-raising ceremony, when the athletes and the umpire solemnly swore, the principal shouted: "the opening ceremony of the first ginkgo cup track and field event in shuangliu county experimental primary school, now!"

  First, the orchestra. The players lined up and began to play, as the orchestra conductor danced to the baton. The melodious music filled the playground. At the end of the song, the applause thundered. Next comes the teacher's taijiquan performance. Dressed in a white white pants and dressed in a blue blue pants teachers in gossip formation squatting kneeling, two teachers were men and women stand in the blue and white array, such as two air flow at the top of the two points, with soft flowing of tai chi moves to open the prelude to the show. After that, the familiar music "liang zhu" rang, and all the teachers stood in front of the audience, left their left foot, raised their hands, shifted their center of gravity, "wild horses' hair", "white crane bright wings"... The whole set of movements was slow, soft and strong. I jumped around and looked around. The students were staring intently at the performers. Time seems to be still, only beautiful music in the ears, the white sleeves of the wind dancing to attract the attention of teachers and students. The performance was over and the applause was warm. All of a sudden, tight drums, wow, there's a killing! "In heaven, who can contend with me? ...... "The students in the costumes rushed in with the sword and occupied the whole stadium. With one stroke of the sword, the sword makes a sound. They are constantly changing formations, sometimes round and square, sometimes triangular. Bold music, magnificent roar, is really magnificent! There are two teams in the shape of the sword, the performer waves the big red flag in the hand, and the sports ground is blowing the red whirlwind! The show was over and the opening ceremony was over. We went back to the classroom. The composition

  Although I can't watch the game in person, I still feel from the program of the opening ceremony that the school sports meet must be a complete success!

英语日记作文 篇7

  "Come on! Come on! From the playground there were shouts and shouts of support. What was that? Originally, our school is holding the twelfth "young eagle wings" sports meeting.

  At 7:30 in the morning, I had just arrived at the school, and my classmates came to the playground in a neat row, listening to the teacher's speech. Watch the students raise the national flag. When President huang announced that the sports competition was officially started, the whole playground was suddenly bubbling up, and there was a steady stream of cheering and cheering.

  You see the athletes in the track and field, one by one like a rabbit flying away from the starting point, like a sharp arrow to the end, the students are excited to be present. Whether or not they win the first prize, they will be praised and encouraged by their classmates. Because in the heart of the students, these athletes have played the indomitable, tenacious fighting spirit, they are the hero in the sports field, is shan elementary school "liu xiang".

  The women's 400m is about to begin, and the sports meet is doing its final preparations. With the sound of the gun, the players were off the starting line. In my class, wang siyu was in the second place, zhao minyue fell on the fall, the students were very anxious, desperately shouted: "wang siyu refueling! Come on, zhao min! ...... "It seemed that our voice had infected wang siyu, and finally she won the first place in the group. Zhao was closely followed by wang siyu, who came in second. My classmates cheered with joy.

英语日记作文 篇8

  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.

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