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精选英语日记作文汇编七篇

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一天的时间眼看就要结束了,一定有不少感想,此时此刻我们需要写一篇日记了。为了让您不再为写日记头疼,以下是小编收集整理的英语日记作文7篇,希望对大家有所帮助。

精选英语日记作文汇编七篇

英语日记作文 篇1

An English proverb says that time is money. I consider it (this) wrong. Why? Because we all know that we can earn money be work but can not in any way get back time (in anyway)。 For this reason, we may (can) say that time is more valuable than money.

Many people do not know the value of time. It (this) is indeed a great pity. We must bear (keep) in mind that wasting time is equal to wasting your life.

英国有句谚语说,时间就是金钱。我认为这是不对的。为什么?因为我们大家都知道我们能够用工作赚钱,但无论如何却无法把时间争取回来。基于此种理由,我们可以说时间比钱钱更宝贵。

许多人不知爱惜时光。这确实是可惜的。我们必须记住浪费时间等于浪费生命。

英语日记作文 篇2

七月三日 星期一 晴天

令人期待已久的英语村已经完工了!很幸运的是我们成为第一批进入快乐英语村游学的学生。

当我一踏进英语村,就像来到国外,里面总共设计了十个情境教室,分别是:机场、图书馆、银行、商店、饭店、诊所、舞台、科学、舞蹈及家政教室。我抱着愉快的心情开始了第一堂课。

每一间教室都有两个外国老师。首先我们先到机场,内部有机舱、柜台......等设施。这对没出过国的我感到十分新鲜!下一个单元是图书馆,里头的书都是英文。外国老师还念英文给我们听,每个人都很专心聆听喔!我们还自己制作借书证,从玩乐中我们真的学习不少。下一站-银行,还是小学生的我当然很想体验使用提款机,就像妈妈平常去银行一样,先领号码牌再提款。最后中午来到餐厅,虽然同样吃的是营养午餐,但改用盘子、叉子和汤匙,吃起来特别有风味。接下来,来到的是熟悉的商店,看着柜子上琳琅满目的商品,有背包、鞋子、领带......等,各式各样、令人目不暇给。玩了一整天,我们最后来到饭店,内部华丽的'装 潢,让人为之眼睛一亮呢!

英语日记作文 篇3

Today was a last vacation day. I should go to the class. I don't like this school’s classes. I don't like the chalk and monitor . I must write and read, learn and read. Was it very bad? In class ,We must understand and learn the knowledge. I don't like quiz and exercise, I like experiment. I think it was a bad day!

英语日记作文 篇4

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.

英语日记作文 篇5

I spent this summer vacation in quite a different way. I used to run about every day in previous summer vacations, but this summer vacation I simply could not afford to do so. I would soon be in the last year of my high-school education and would after graduation be up against the college entrance examinations. Though those examinations were still a year away, I had to start early to make myself well prepared by reviewing all those things I had learned at school and this summer vacation was the ideal time for me to do this. At first I was rather dismayed at the thought of this, but later I thought it was better this way because by working hard this summer I could count on endless happy summers to come. With this in mind I then set to work like anything and only occasionally went out for a change or did some physical. I was not at all bored by this kind of life, for I was sustained by a hope.

我用一种完全不同的方式度过了这个暑假。过去的暑假我每天都跑来跑去,但今年暑假我实在做不到。我很快就要上高中教育的最后一年了,毕业后就要面对高考了。虽然这些考试还不到一年,但我不得不早早地复习我在学校学到的所有东西,准备好自己的准备,而这个暑假正是我做这件事的理想时间。一开始我很沮丧,但后来我觉得这样更好,因为今年夏天我努力工作,我可以指望无数个快乐的夏天到来。考虑到这一点,我开始像任何事情一样工作,只是偶尔出去换一个或做一些体力活。我对这种生活一点也不厌烦,因为我被希望所支撑。

英语日记作文 篇6

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 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 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 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" came up to piano in a gentle pace, took a breath, closed her eyes, and delivered the , never have heard the song offered with more feeling, more passion and fervor. She was seventy years old and 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7

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。’

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