英语日记作文 英语日记作文字左右大全3篇
英语日记作文 英语日记作文字左右篇1
there are many kinds of interesting sports, such as basketball, football, swimming and running, but the most i like is swimming. when i was a little child, my father took me to the river which near my house to learn swimming. then, i found it's really fun and cool when i swim in the water, especially in summer. it's the most exciting thing to do when summer comes. i like swimming. it's so wonderful.
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.
i’m neither interested in sports nor good at it. but except swimming. i can swim since i was a baby. my mother tells me that she let me swim in the water with a life-buoy when i was 20 days old. and then i can swim gradually. when i grow up, i like swimming very much. i swim all the year round. swimming in summer makes me feel comfortable to lower my temperature. while winter swimming makes me feel excited and achievability. in general, swimming keeps me fit in both physical and mental. whenever i feel upset, i would go swimming and then i would be full of energy and feel relax. besides i believe it is due to swimming that i’m so thin. who wants to lose weight, join me. we can make more friends in swimming. oh, i couldn’t wait to swim now. but it is ten o’clock in the evening. i have to go to sleep. good night everyone.
my hobby is playing basketball. i started to play basketball when i was 12 years old. after school, i would stay on the playground and play basketball with some friends of mine until it was dark. since then i have taken it as my hobby because it is good to my health and i enjoy it very much. now i work in a big foreign company. i am busy at work during the week so i don’t often play it, when there are some holidays for me to have a rest. i will find some old friends to go to the gym together to play basketball for 3 to 4 hours there. i will feel very happy and relaxed. this exercise is quitebeneficial to me, because i am very, very strong now. three meal for day. it isnecessary for us to take breakfast well, because it is very important to take so. once you have fresh spirit so that you could do everything in great effort and vigor. the lunch is seem to play the same role with the breakfast, attention it must take enough for the afternoon you have to work hard. certainly, on the evening, you should take little so that your stomach will take a little burden. good health from here.
英语日记作文 英语日记作文字左右篇2
i have a beautiful diary, i like it very much, and its appearance is very beautiful. now, let me introduce my beautiful diary!
the picture on the cover of my diary is a little boy and a little girl. there are many countless lotus flowers. the little boy lies on the lotus, and the little girl lies on the lotus leaf. there are two small keys on the side of the diary. every time i finish writing the diary, i lock the secret i wrote in the diary with the small key. there are also little boys or girls on every page in the diary.
now, do you know my diary? do you have a diary? is your diary beautiful? you can also write it out to let us know!
我有一个美丽的日记本,我很喜欢它,它的外观也很美丽。现在,我就介绍一下我美丽的日记本吧!
我的日记本的封面的图画是一个小男孩和一个小女孩,还有好多数也数不清的荷花,小男孩躺在荷花上,小女孩子躺在荷叶上。在日记本的侧面还有两把小钥匙,每次我写完日记之后,我就用小钥匙锁好我写在日记本里的秘密。日记本里面的纸上每一页都还画有小男孩或小女孩。
现在,你认识了我的日记本了吧?你有日记本吗?你的日记本美丽吗?你也可以写出来让我们认识认识!
英语日记作文 英语日记作文字左右篇3
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。