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英語日記作文 篇1
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.
英語日記作文 篇2
Friday Dec. 23, 20xx Sunny
This afternoon I went to play basketball with some of my good friends happily.
At the very beginning, I didn‘t want to go playing basketball though my friends invited me to. I was (had been) in a bad mood the whole afternoon because I didn‘t do well in the math exam. With their comfort and encouragement, I went with them. However, I was just one of the audience. I dare not have a try because I was afraid that I couldn‘t play well. Encouraged by my good friends, I picked up the basketball and played with them. And luckily I got scores. I felt very excited.
Now I have become cheerful and above all I‘ve regained self-confidence. I believe that the worst enemy in one‘s life is oneself. I shouldn‘t lose heart just because of one or two failures because I still have chances to try.
英語日記作文 篇3
July 9 20xxIt was the second day of our summer holiday. I felt good. I felt I am free. I had a lot of time to do things I like. My parents are in Zhongshan. So I live alone but I don’t feel lonely. But I didn’t do something special. I stayed at home watched TV. Oh! I wrote an Englishdaily composition. It was my homework. Today, I have slept for 14 hours.I thought I was very tired. It was time f
英語日記作文 篇4
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5
June lst，1995
Dear Peter，
We’re so gald you‘re coming to join us on Sunday。 Here is how you can find us。 We’ll have our picnic in the People‘s Park。 You know where that is， don’t you? After you enter the park by the main gate， walk straight on till you come to a stream。 Cross the stream and turn right。 After walking for a while you‘ll come to a hill。 Walk around to the other side of the hill。 There you’ll see a lake。 We‘ll have our picnic there in the small woods by the lake。 I’m sure you‘ll have no trouble finding us。 Do come!
Li Hua
英語日記作文 篇6
the lantern festival falls on the 15th day of the 1st lunar month, usually in february or march in the gregorian calendar. as early as the western han dynasty (206 bc-ad 25), it had become a festival with great significance. this day's important activity is watching lanterns. throughout the han dynasty (206 bc-ad 220), buddhism flourished in china. one emperor heard that buddhist monks would watch sarira, or remains from the cremation of buddha's body, and light lanterns to worship buddha on the 15th day of the 1st lunar month, so he ordered to light lanterns in the imperial palace and temples to show respect to buddha on this day. later, the buddhist rite developed into a grand festival among common people and its influence expanded from the central plains to the whole of china.
till today, the lantern festival is still held each year around the country. lanterns of various shapes and sizes are hung in the streets, attracting countless visitors. children will hold self-made or bought lanterns to stroll with on the streets, extremely excited. "guessing lantern riddles"is an essential part of the festival.
lantern owners write riddles on a piece of paper and post them on the lanterns. if visitors have solutions to the riddles, they can pull the paper out and go to the lantern owners to check their answer. if they are right, they will get a little gift. the activity emerged
during people's enjoyment of lanterns in the song dynasty (960-1279).
as riddle guessing is interesting and full of wisdom, it has become popular among all social strata.
people will eat yuanxiao, or rice dumplings, on this day, so it is also called the "yuanxiao festival."yuanxiao also has another name, tangyuan. it is small dumpling balls made of glutinous rice flour with rose petals, sesame, bean paste, jujube paste, walnut meat,
dried fruit, sugar and edible oil as filling. tangyuan can be boiled, fried or steamed. it tastes sweet and delicious. what’s more, tangyuan in chinese has a similar pronunciation with "tuanyuan”, meaning reunion. so people eat them to denote union, harmony and happiness for the family.
in the daytime of the festival, performances such as a dragon lantern dance, a lion dance, a land boat dance, a yangge dance,
walking on stilts and beating drums while dancing will be staged. on the night, except for magnificent lanterns, fireworks form a
beautiful scene. most families spare some fireworks from the spring festival and let them off in the lantern festival. some local
英語日記作文 篇7
The Spring Festival I am looking forward to is coming. According to custom, every new year, watching TV, watching movies, setting off firecrackers, making dumplings, singing, dancing, playing chess, &hellip, &hellip, there are more contents. These games make us happy. But this year, dad wanted me to pay a new year to the teacher in order to exercise the language problem when I was talking to people.
That night, I and my family all watched the Spring Festival Gala cheerfully. At this time, dad asked me Mr. Chen's mobile phone number: &ldquo, do you dare to call your teacher for a new year? ” “ yes, yes. You have one hundred and twenty hearts! ” looking at my father's suspicion of me, I did not hesitate to promise my father. So, I took my cell phone to the room and waited for teacher Chen's voice. “ beep - - toot - toot ” I wait carelessly. &ldquo: Hello, hello. Which one are you, please? ” there was a teacher's cordial voice. “ Mr. Chen, I'm your student Zhu Jiajing. I wish you a happy new year, good luck in everything, bullish. ” when I heard the teacher's answer, I also politely asked the teacher about … …
I've been talking to the teacher for a long time, and I come out of the room. When dad saw me out, he quipped, “ how did it come out so long? Is it a new year with the teacher? Or the teacher's face? ” after listening to Dad's words, I gently put my hand in front of my mouth and said mysteriously, “ this is the secret between our teachers and students, and no one knows! ” after that, my father and I laughed. I'm grateful to Dad. It's dad who told me to be polite when communicating with people.
英語日記作文 篇8
Today is Saturday . We had a school trip to the Park River to see the river and its bridges. We starded by bus at 6:40 am .The weather was fine and every one of us was very happy .We arrived there at ten to nine .We saw the great river and visted one of the bridges. How great it is!Then we played games ,sang songs and danced on the sand. We told stories and had a picnic under the trees . At the same time , we took a lot of photos there.We had a good time . We returned safely at half past five in the afternoon.
今天是星期六。我們有一個學校旅行是去濱江公園去看河流和橋梁。我們在早上六點四十分乘公共汽車出發。天氣很好,我們每個人都非常高興。我們是9;50分到達那里。我們看到了大河,參觀了一座橋梁。多么宏偉啊!然后我們還在沙灘上玩游戲,唱歌和跳舞。我們也講故事,然后在樹下野餐。同時,我們在那里拍了很多照片。我們有一個美好的時光。我們在下午5點半安全返回。
英語日記作文 篇9
In this crisp autumn season, we welcome the school sports meet. On the day of the sports meeting, we rehearsed several times in the hallway in front of the classroom, and then the teacher came to the lively playground with our neat steps.
We were just standing on the playground when the opening ceremony began. Look, the spirit of the red flag, they hold up the red flag, like a torch burning; After that, the military band played the music of "love me China", and walked over with the orderly drumming. The "sea" of a golden sunflowers also walked past the rostrum; The waist drum also walked quickly through the rostrum with cheerful drumming. The table tennis team waved a ping-pong bat and waved to the rostrum as they walked past the rostrum. Then there were the class teams: some of the classes carried long banners with the slogan of the class. Some students hold small red flags; Some of the class held hands; Our class is the most imposing, eight students held eight words to make up "exercise body, vigorous and vigorous", when zhiyang led the whole class to shout loudly slogans through the rostrum.
I wish the games a complete success.
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