英语日记作文

英语日记作文集合6篇

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英语日记作文 篇1

yesterday is the lantern festival, can be noisy! according to the traditional chinese folk, the day of the magnificent on brand night, people points up lights all light, to show celebration.

go out the moon, burning lamp burning, happy event put lantern riddle quiz, were yuanxiao, have a family reunion, the backdrop of the festival, feel happy.

at 7:00 in the evening, i just have a meal, the sky sounded the zhalei general noise, and bam! bam! bam! each a barrage of put up the fireworks! i hurried stop chopsticks, rushed out of dining room and

英语日记作文 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.

英语日记作文 篇3

My Cousin’s Wedding 表姐的婚礼

Last week, I attended my cousin’s wedding with my mother. Our relationship is very close. She always looked after me, treated me well when I was a wimpy kid. So, seeing she got married, I was very happy for her. When we reached, the first thing I saw from her was her happy smile. She was the most beautiful girl in the world at that time. Wearing wedding white dress made her look more delicate and attractive. I hoped she would be happy forever. I would like to give my best wishes to her, my dearest sister.

我上周和我妈妈一起去参加了我表姐的婚礼。我们关系很好。在我还是个小屁孩的时候她总是照顾我。所以，看到她结婚了，我真的为她感到高兴。我们到达那儿时，我第一眼看到的是她幸福的.笑容。当时她是世界上最漂亮的女孩。穿着白色的婚纱使她看起来更加地楚楚动人。我觉得她会永远幸福的。我想把最好的祝福给她，我最亲爱的姐姐。

英语日记作文 篇4

XX年06月04日 星期六 天气：晴

chinese new year is a chinese traditional festival. we also call it the spring festival. it is on lunar january 1st.

on new year’s eve, all the people sit around the desk and have a big family dinner. there are some vegetables, some fish, some meat, some fruits and some drink like juice, coke, pepsi and some nice wine. overall, this is a good and delicious dinner. after dinner, we always watch tv new year progammes. we have a wonderful evening on new year’s eve.

on the first day of the spring festival, most of people get up early and say “happy new year” to each other. for breakfast, people often eat dumplings and baozi. after breakfast, people often make many delicious foods, and children often play cards, computer games and fireworks. on the second and third day, we visit friends and relatives.

everyone is busy on chinese new year, and everyone is happy, too.

英语日记作文 篇5

今天和爸爸一起出去吃饭。吃饭的时候要敬酒。那里没有果汁。我就拿了一瓶啤酒开始到处敬酒。喝(www.kuaidu.com.cn)了一瓶酒后，我的脸红了，但没有醉。我认为啤酒并不难喝，但我还是要少喝酒。因为我还只是一个学生。

I went out to have dinner with father today. I should make toast during the dinner but there was no juice availabe. So I had a bottle of beer. My face turned red but I was not drunk. I dont think beer tastes bad but I wont like have it too much because I am only a student.

英语日记作文 篇6

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。