英语日记作文

【推荐】英语日记作文集锦十篇

　　一天又结束了，心中一定有不少感想，不如趁现在好好写一篇日记。那么日记有什么格式呢？下面是小编收集整理的英语日记作文10篇，欢迎阅读，希望大家能够喜欢。

英语日记作文 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.

英语日记作文 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.

英语日记作文 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,

英语日记作文 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.

　　今天是植树节。我们学校安排我们去附近的山上植树。我们上午七点就开始出发了。

　　我们花了半个小时才到达目的地。我们到达那里，我们就像之前安排好的那样开始工作了。

　　有的挖坑，有的放树进坑里，有的把土放回坑了，而其他人则给树浇水。

　　我们种完所有的树时，已经是下午一点了。我们都饿了、累了但是都很高兴和自豪。

英语日记作文 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.

英语日记作文 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.

英语日记作文 篇7

　　今天上英语课了，我们又重新分组。我被分到了B组。这次分成的两组实力相当，但我们组更胜一筹。在两组中，优等生的数量基本相同，分基本都能拿到，就看中等生的分数了。

　　在老师让我们对作业上的答案并让我们一个接一个地回答问题时，发生了一件十分好玩的事：

　　孟子轩在回答“ing.”这道问题时，也不知道他是紧张的原因，还是真的不会，居然把正确答案的in说成了of，让我们都快发狂了——他们组是气的，我们组是笑的。只见孟子轩被一群人围在中间，在他们组同学的.质问下脸涨得通红，作为另一方的我们则为他们组所起的“内讧”而幸灾乐祸的鼓掌……场面一片混乱。

　　由于对方的失误，使我们斗志倍增、越战越勇，最终把胜利收入囊中。

　　这次英语课以我们组的胜利而告终，实在是太痛快了!

英语日记作文 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.

英语日记作文 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.

英语日记作文 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.