1. How to write a composition in diary format

Junior high school diary format composition June 1st Rain Another day of rain.

I hurriedly packed up the leftover tools and prepared to go home in the rain from the examination room. But the rain completely blocked the road.

It was misty and rainy everywhere, and the air was white. I temporarily found shelter under the shade of an old tree next to the teaching building.

The rain was so heavy that it didn’t even give me any way out. Suddenly I remembered that there was a lesson tree next to me.

This is an old tree. It has been here for a long time. The trunk is mottled with scratches from sharp objects. The scratches are crawling on it one by one, like a centipede. It is so hideous. Terrible. Maybe the flowering period is coming soon, and each flower bud is hiding behind the green leaves, looking out quietly with eyes filled with a little uneasiness and expectation.

Delicate and a little shy, the tips of the flower buds were washed by the rain and turned out to be exceptionally white! What kind of white it is, so clean and almost transparent. Only Angela in heaven deserves to have this color and can control this color.

Of course, angels will also have their wings broken one day, let alone this little unknown flower. I watched one-third of the flowers on the old tree floating in the muddy water.

Out of the corner of my eye, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the old tree’s withered, yellow and shrunken roots. I sighed in my heart: This tree may not be around for long.

It was cloudy on June 13. Starting from the 8th, wind and rain raged for nearly a week, and the whole city was shrouded in bleakness. I thought of the old tree for no reason, maybe it has fallen? On my balcony, the roses that used to be so dazzling have been blown off their branches.

It has lost its former pride and is no longer lonely. But it was still red, so red that it almost looked like it was bleeding.

It is so red, so red and enchanting, so beautiful, so beautiful that it is breathtaking. But the memory awakened by the bright red was the numbers on my torn mock exam paper, which was equally shocking.

I thought sadly that my key middle school dream, destroyed by the wind and rain, might have fallen down like the old tree and never get up again, right? Tomorrow, there will be a formal exam. June 14th, sunny. I think I will never forget that picture again, a tree full of flowers, the dazzling whiteness of the world! It opens, it opens brightly, it opens dazzlingly! I held the test paper, and what appeared in front of my eyes was the extremely prosperous Kazuki Bai.

I smiled, feeling inexplicably relieved. Perhaps, the hideous wounds and withered foundation gave me a strange look.

I think I still have the courage to bloom a tree of prosperity. 2. I want a composition written in the form of a diary, about 500 words.

Today, when I was adding water to my beloved crabs, I poured a basin of water into the crab pot at will. It suddenly became turbid. At that time, I put a lot of silt on the bottom of the crab pot.

When I put the pot away and came to the crab pot, I was surprised to find something strange. I saw an obvious flow of water in the mud, which looked even clearer in the mud.

I thought: Where did this water flow come from? Could it be a crab? But a crab's breathing should be one exhalation and one inhalation, right? In order to find out this matter, I tried it with a clamp, and it turned out that the crab was really causing trouble. I became more and more conflicted and decided to take action. I clamped the crab's "big pincers" with two clothespins and began to study.

I carefully observed the crab’s mouth and saw that the crab was spitting bubbles. I followed the bubbles and found that there was a small hole the size of a mung bean on both sides of the crab’s mouth. The bubbles came from inside. It came out of nowhere! Is it true that crabs only exhale but not inhale? I'm even more curious: the basic law of biology is to breathe. How can it get oxygen if it doesn't inhale? I carefully observed the crab's mouth again, and suddenly found two smaller holes slightly lower. I thought: These should be the crab's air intake holes. To prove, I took a small piece of face towel and put it on the two small holes of the crab, and it really sucked.

I finally figured it out! That's the crab's air intake! From this, I came to a conclusion: there are many things in nature that cannot be thought of with conventional thinking, and crabs are the best example. 2. Mom's love is selfless and great, but I don't know how to cherish it - I remember one time, I was surfing the Internet until 11 o'clock, and my mother said: "Xiao Kai, go to bed quickly, I have to go to school tomorrow!" I said : "I know, I know."

I said this, but I was still immersed in the Internet. 20 minutes later, my mother said again: "Do you want to sleep? If you don't sleep, I won't let you go to school tomorrow."

When I heard my mother say this, I reluctantly turned off the computer. It can be seen that my mother is very concerned about my study.

But I can't understand it. I always think that my mother doesn't love me when she scolds me. Another time, my results came out and I got 85 points. When I got home, my mother immediately scolded me: "I told you not to play with the computer so late. Do you regret it now?" I looked at my mother with angry eyes. From time to time, I think to myself: You know that I did not do well in the exam, but you still scold me. Doesn’t it make me lose confidence?

In this way, my mother and I were angry all day long. Only now do I really understand that my mother scolded me to learn the lesson from the last time.

From now on, I must cherish this selfless and great maternal love! Today, I went to the eye store to get glasses again. The doctor said that the degree of my eyes has deepened again.

I think I should really protect my eyes. In fact, I suffered from myopia when I was in the second grade of elementary school. At that time, I really didn’t want to wear glasses because dragging them around seemed cumbersome.

But sometimes when I forget to wear my glasses, I am as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and cannot see clearly. Moreover, my eyes often get foggy, which bothers me.

I remember going to see the movie "Transformers" once. This is my favorite movie. I jumped out of the door. When I arrived at the cinema, I realized that I was in a hurry to go out and even forgot to bring my glasses.

As a result, I only saw a few blurry shadows shaking and missed this wonderful blockbuster. It's a bit embarrassing to see others laughing and joking.

Nowadays, my glasses are inseparable from me. I often want to get rid of them but I am helpless. It seems that I have to continue to love them and get along with them day and night... At noon today, there was a "heavy rain" in my house. The "heavy rain" was caused by such a trivial matter as taking a nap. I am the protagonist of this "heavy rain".

After lunch, I turned on the computer and prepared to surf the Internet with great interest. When my mother saw me, she urged me to take a nap. I became impatient when I heard: "Sleep, sleep, you know how to sleep!" "I want you to sleep, this is for your own good!" Mom was also a little angry.

But I couldn’t listen to a word of what my mother said, so I talked back to her, causing an uproar***. In the end, I was at a loss for words and couldn't help but cry.

Afterwards, when I thought about what happened, I felt quite regretful. What my mother said does make sense. Lack of sleep not only affects health, but also affects learning.

I really shouldn’t be unreasonable and talk back to my mother! I want to tell you: "Write what happens to you every day. What interesting and new things happened today? Don't imitate what is in the composition book. After all, this is your own diary. Others' untrue things are not what happened to you on this day. "It's very beneficial to keep a diary." I still have a few exam results that are in a rolling pattern. Today, the final exam results are released. I am very nervous and scared, because if I don't do well in the exam, I will be punished. Mom and Dad scolded me! The test papers were handed out. I was pretty good in English and math, but I got 89.5 in Chinese. Fortunately, it was an excellent grade, so my mother wouldn’t scold me! Alas, my Chinese score this time was so bad! 7th 5th I like to help teachers (1) There is cleaning this afternoon. I was listening to the school radio. Guo Qingwen asked me to help Teacher Lin. Besides me, there were three other classmates.

After arriving at the office and making last-minute arrangements, I did other things. After we finished, Teacher Lin was very happy. He gave each of us a notebook and treated us to ice cream.

Teacher Wen said that she would come to help her (Teacher Wen) tomorrow afternoon. We are all very happy! July 6th I like to help the teacher (2) This afternoon we all came to help again. The teacher asked me to arrange the quality manuals of the whole class according to their student numbers, and then let us put some ribbons on some certificates and put flowers on them. We went to the broadcasting room again, cut out some teacher comments and pasted them on the manual.

The teacher saw that we were tired and invited us to eat watermelon. Finally, Teacher Lin, we moved the box to the "Finance" room, stayed here for a while, and then went home! Composition books In my house, the most common ones are composition books, because I like to read them. Of course, I have read most of them! I like to read imaginary chapters because they are very interesting.

I don’t like to see it as a scene description, because it is very complicated and meaningless. The content in the composition book is really rich! July 12th: Plunder (dry) clothes Today, my mother asked me to (dry) clothes. I didn’t want to do it at first, but in the end I reluctantly agreed! When I came to the washing machine on the balcony, there were so many clothes in it! I picked up some clothes and a hanger, put the clothes neatly on the hanger, and then used a clothes fork to pluck the clothes (. 3. Sample composition written in the form of a diary

Sunny, July 8

Today, I came to my brother’s house for a visit. As soon as I arrived, I couldn’t wait to pick up my skateboard and drag my brother downstairs. I asked him to teach me how to skateboard, and he agreed step by step. Teach me, I slid slowly while holding on to the wall, ah! I let go and slid more than 20 meters away.

I was so happy that I continued to slide, and I shouted: "I must slide." Farther." My brother told me to keep my body balanced and twist my feet. I practiced as my brother said. Sometimes my body swayed from side to side, and sometimes I fell on my back. It was really difficult to learn! But my brother took the trouble. Under the guidance of the teacher, I finally learned to skateboard, so happy!

Xiaoyu’s Life

Sunny on July 15th

A few days ago, my mother bought it! I found two little goldfish. One was cute and flexible, and the other was delicious and too lazy to move. After a while, the cute and flexible little goldfish turned up and floated on the water like a deflated ball. Mom said anxiously: "The little goldfish fainted." Mom hurriedly changed the water for it. Unexpectedly, another fish also fainted in the afternoon. Unfortunately, it was too late. The little fish could no longer be saved.

I think this little goldfish may be too lazy and doesn't like to exercise, which is why its vitality is so weak. It may also be that the two fish living in one fish tank are too crowded, and the lack of oxygen makes this cute little fish unable to survive. What a pity! My mother and I sighed. I decided to take good care of the surviving little fish and let it live a long life!

Fun at the beach

Sunny on July 18th

Today, my mother’s classmate invited us to go swimming at the beach. Along the way, everyone was talking and laughing, and I admired the scenery outside the car window. I found a sunset not far away, which was orange-red and orange-red. The sky was also divided into several layers of colors, one layer was white and the other was blue. The sea and sky connected together were so beautiful, just like a beautiful landscape painting.

When I arrived at the beach, I put on the lifebuoy, but I was still very scared. Because I was worried that the waves would hit me. With my mother's encouragement, I bravely entered the water. She pushed my lifebuoy and swam into the sea. The Haitian land here stretches flatly downward. We swam so far that our feet could still touch the sand. I stretched out my hands and swam forward like a little frog. A wave crashed over me, and I quickly picked up the lifebuoy and jumped up. Ha, he actually dodged the waves. So I played with the waves and enjoyed myself endlessly.

As the sky grew dark, I lay on the lifebuoy and looked up at the sky, wow! There are countless stars in the sky, and the crescent moon is like a kind mother guarding the little stars. I was fascinated by what I saw, and suddenly, a wave hit me. I took a sip of the sea water and said, "Bah!" It's so salty! It made everyone laugh... When we were tired from swimming, we sat on the beach, dug holes and built sandcastles. We have built castles one after another, but they will soon be washed away by the naughty sea water. The sea accompanies us like a naughty little friend. I’m so happy today!

Summer thundershowers

Sunny turned to rain on July 23

Today’s weather was originally very sunny, but unexpectedly in the afternoon, the sky became overcast and rumbling. The thunder frightened the birds in the trees, and they fell silent.

After a while, the rain fell on the branches and on the eaves. The rain bounced and splashed like a happy dance. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, like a waterfall cascading down. My brother and I walked onto the balcony, and a fresh air mixed with the smell of earth rushed towards us. We cheered and jumped for joy. 4. How to write a composition in diary format

Junior high school diary format composition

Rain on June 1st

Another day of rain. I hurriedly packed up the leftover tools and prepared to go home in the rain from the examination room. But the rain completely blocked the road. It was misty and rainy everywhere, and the air was white.

I found temporary shelter under the shade of an old tree next to the teaching building. The rain was so heavy that it didn't even give me any way out. Suddenly I remembered that there was a lesson tree next to me. This is an old tree that has probably been here for a long time. The trunk is mottled and scratches from sharp objects can still be vaguely seen. The scratches crawl on it one by one, like centipedes, and it is terrifying.

Perhaps the flowering period is coming soon, and each bud is hiding behind the green leaves, looking out quietly with eyes that are a little uneasy and expectant. Delicate and a little shy, the tips of the flower buds were washed by the rain and turned out to be exceptionally white! What kind of white it is, so clean and almost transparent. Only Angela in heaven deserves to have this color and can control this color. Of course, angels will also have their wings broken one day, let alone this little unknown flower.

I watched one-third of the flowers on the old tree floating in the muddy water. Out of the corner of my eye, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the old tree's withered, yellow and shrunken roots. I sighed in my heart: This tree may not be around for long.

Cloudy on June 13th

Starting from the 8th, wind and rain raged for nearly a week, and the whole city was shrouded in bleakness. I thought of the old tree for no reason, maybe it has fallen? On my balcony, the roses that used to be so dazzling have been blown off their branches. It has lost its former pride and is no longer lonely. But it was still red, so red that it almost looked like it was bleeding. It is so red, so red and enchanting, and so beautiful, so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

But the memory awakened by the bright red was the numbers on my torn mock exam paper, which was equally shocking.

I thought sadly that my key middle school dream, destroyed by the wind and rain, might have fallen down like the old tree and never get up again, right? Tomorrow, there will be a formal exam.

Sunny on June 14th

I think I will never forget that picture again, a tree full of flowers, the dazzling whiteness of the world! It opens, it opens brightly, it opens dazzlingly! I held the test paper, and what appeared in front of my eyes was the extremely prosperous Kazuki Bai. I smiled, feeling inexplicably relieved.

Perhaps, the hideous wounds and withered foundation gave me a strange look. I think I still have the courage to bloom a tree of prosperity.

5. How to write a composition in the form of a diary

Novel form is one of the important factors for obtaining high scores in high school entrance examination compositions. Therefore, several new composition forms are selected and introduced as follows. 1. "Title type" composition. "Title" "Type" composition is a form of composition that is marked with subtitles before each part of the main text of the article. For example, in the full score composition "Mirror Drift" in the examination room, the four words "joy", "anger", "sadness" and "joy" are used as the four words. This kind of composition appears to be clear and well-organized. 2. "Internet post type" composition. This is a new composition style that has appeared in recent years. It is based on the way people post and reply to conversations on "blogs" And it is written in a style of composition. For example, the essay "Farewell to Inferiority", which is a perfect score for the high school entrance examination, is an "Internet post type" composition. It starts with "Today, the website of 'Farewell to Inferiority' is extremely busy, why? Because there are many well-known blogs. They From all over the world, people from all over the world have posted blog posts on the topic of "How to bid farewell to inferiority complex". It begins with three "bloggers" including Paganini, Helen and Hawking describing how they bid farewell to "inferiority". It ends with the author borrowing his own words. "Blog" to discuss topics. "Internet post type" composition writing method is flexible and free. 3. "Diary type" composition. This is a composition style written in the form of "diary". For example, the full score composition "Calendar" starts with "1987" "June 30, 2000", "September 1, 1992", "June 27, 2000", "March 20, 2003" were used as titles, and it took four years to write. The four things in it are run through with the thread of "love", narrating several unforgettable fragments of my own growth experience, namely "kindergarten - small exam - high school entrance exam". Through these fragments, I wrote about the parents' love for their children. Beloved. This form is suitable for compositions that write about things that happened on different dates. 4. "Epistol-type" composition. This is a composition written in the form of a letter. For example, the full score composition "Thank you letter from the "Love Angel"" uses Writing topic compositions in the form of letters gives people a fresh feeling. This kind of composition is convenient for expressing one's feelings. 5. "Experiment report type" composition. This is a composition written in the form of "experiment report", which is an applied style. It explains the name of the experiment, Purpose, supplies, and steps, describe the experimental phenomenon, and summarize the experimental reaction formula to draw a certain conclusion and complete the expression of the theme of the article. For example, the full score essay "Experimental Report on Communication Conditions" focuses on the topic of "communication" and uses " The form of "Experiment Report" vividly and vividly illustrates a truth: if you want to make progress and get happiness in communication, the condition must be sincerity. Only by sincere communication can you have real friends. Written in the form of "Experiment Report", Can receive intuitive, objective and true artistic effects. 6. "Product Instructions" type. This is a composition written in the form of "Product Instructions". For example, the composition "Instructions for "Love"" starts with "name of drug" and " "Main ingredients", "Characteristics", "Pharmacological effects", "Usage and dosage", "Precautions", "Approval number", "Validity period" and "Manufacturer" are written in several terms. The ambiguous meaning of "love" heals human emotional trauma and promotes human relationships. A brand-new deconstruction and interpretation of the magical effect of the medicine for human relationships. Novel and unique. 7. "Mathematical Proof Type". This is an essay written using mathematical "proof questions". For example, the essay "Life is like a dye vat" that scored full marks in the high school entrance examination, At the beginning, "known" and "prove" are used to tell the readers what the "dye vat" refers to and put forward the argumentative proposition that "life is like a dye vat". Then in the "proof" part, the physical evidence "crazy fish" and the human testimony "Indian wolf child" are used " and two other typical and powerful examples with their own emphasis. In the end, we naturally came to the conclusion that "different 'life' has different effects on people. Life is like that dye vat. Which color vat you jump into will determine your life. The summary of "What color does it appear" declares that the "proposition" being argued is established, and reveals the significance of demonstrating the proposition in the form of "author's advice". Writing in this form can make the composition appear clear-cut and rigorous in structure. Due to space limitations, the above types of compositions cannot be displayed here. Students can find corresponding composition styles in composition newspapers and books according to the introduction to try to imitate them. When writing for the high school entrance examination, you should choose the corresponding form to write according to the content needs, and strive to “Form and. 6. Write a composition in the form of a diary. The content is of your own choice, 380 to 420 words. Please help.

Patriotism starts with a small thing. Today the teacher asked us to do something, something not simple. Things - must reflect patriotism.

I racked my brains, but I just didn’t know where to start. After a while, I appeared on the street "fully armed". This street was simply unsightly: chewing gum, food packaging bags, rotten fruit... I took a deep breath as if I was going to complete a sacred mission. , and then the battle began.

I picked up the dirty garbage and threw it one by one into the prepared big plastic bags. The stench from the garbage made me want to give up several times, but I thought of the martyrs. We are willing to throw our heads, shed blood, and sacrifice our lives for the motherland. How can I, living in a peaceful era, bow to these abominable garbage? Inspired by the spirit of the martyrs, I worked tirelessly to pick up the garbage, picking up the garbage from one end to the other, and then picking it up from the other end to this end. There were people coming and going on the street. Maybe they were moved by my behavior. More and more people bent down to help me pick up trash.

Some used brooms to sweep, some used trolleys to push, and some simply put on gloves and scratched with their hands... In a short while, the whole street was swept clean and spotless by everyone. . This time, I finally realized the joy of labor and the true meaning of patriotism. 7. Should the diary be written in the form of a composition?

A diary can be used to write down your daily mood and the happy and confusing things you have encountered or what good books you have read that day. It doesn’t matter what knowledge you have learned or what principles you have comprehended. It doesn’t matter how much you write, what matters is what you want to leave in your memory. My Chinese teacher in junior high school told us, no story, no diary. Without a story, there is nothing. Diary. He never forces us to write a diary every day, let alone how many words are required for each article. But we must write at least 5 articles every week. The purpose is to develop a good habit of writing a diary, so we will do it when there is nothing to write. Some excerpts. I think the sooner you start writing a diary seriously, the more you will benefit from it. It can make you familiar with commonly used words in life, better understand words and organize sentences, and also enhance reading comprehension skills, which is beneficial to writing essays. Not to mention. I hope you can stick to this good habit. One day you will find that it makes you stand out among your peers. 8. Write a composition in the form of several diaries, more than 600 words

Article 1: The turmoil of stains and the spiritual diary of several national flags

Weather on September 2: Yin

Today, I was stained by that guy. He dismissed me and put me back.

Weather on September 28: Thunderstorm

The cracks in my soul are constantly spreading, but in a few days I will be hung out. This is the only day of success that I get out of the year. Faced with the prospect of desecrating the dignity of the motherland, I had no choice but to bow my head.

Weather on September 29: Rain

One of that guy’s employees found me, and of course, the stain that made me feel extremely inferior. He cowardly told the guy He said, "Boss, that flag..." "Shut up! Do you want to be patriotic or work?" He blushed and lowered his head. Alas, pathetic, a cowardly guy.

The weather on September 23: cloudy to sunny

In the afternoon, I was ready to accept the torture of Pandora's box - being hung in front of the door. Yes, my skin is bright red, with five bright yellow stars, and a veritable flag of the People's Republic of China, but there is an extra stain.

An old uncle who was over sixty years old stood at the door and stared at him for a long time. Wandering at the door was an old man in simple clothes. His face had already been baptized by the hard times. He was probably I'm hesitating whether to walk through that luxurious door. Finally, he strode in with rapid strides.

Half an hour later, I heard the guy shouting: "Old man, the national flag belongs to me. I'm trying to make peace with you. How dare you come and cause trouble." The old man frowned and withdrew helplessly. His eyes stared intently. I found the sincere heart of patriotism in those pool-like eyes. He stretched out his cracked hands like clay and touched the stain, and I felt endless warmth.

The two girls came over, lamenting continuously. Finally, they took out a white handkerchief and soaked some water in it, and started to rub it on the stain. I felt that the wet liquid was not water, but full of water. Tears of patriotic sentiment “Get out! quick! "After a while of shouting, the cowardly man came out slowly. Pretending to be kind, he said, "Let's go! Go quickly! ""No! No! "The girls shouted in unison. "Let's go! "He shouted. The girls left with anger.

When a mother and her son walked by, the mother pulled the child and walked quickly. After a while, they came back, and the mother smiled and said with A spray was sprayed on the gray stain, but just a few seconds later, the guy yelled: "How dare you do bad things in front of me. The woman's face was red and shy, and she dragged herself away.

The stars peered at me from the night sky, and I was held back by a pair of hands.

The weather on October 1st: Sunny

The old man, the two girls and the mother and son walked towards me at the same time early in the morning. I smiled, and so did they. . I sincerely thank that poor child who loves everything about the land of China. To the world, I am nothing but dust, but in the hearts of those patriotic people, I am so important. 9. Write an essay in the form of a diary 800

At 6:00 in the morning, I was woken up from my beloved bed by the alarm clock. I was helpless, for the sake of being a "good student" and for the sake of being a good student during the high school entrance examination. People who expect me to be disappointed will turn over and get up after a few "thinkings" in their brains.

Composition 6:05, after washing up, I rushed downstairs like flying again, chanting "Guan Guan Jujiu, in Hezhizhou..." "Boss, here are the steamed buns for one yuan." I Eating steamed buns, I came to school.

I took out my English book and started to remember the boring words. Composition The first few classes in the morning were fine, but in the last class, General "Du" started to perform the "empty city strategy". I held my stomach, how could I have the mind to listen to the teacher's explanation, "Don't hear the sound of the machine... I heard my stomach growling..." 12:15, what a beautiful moment, I walked out of the school gate, but I was always in a trance.

I came to the restaurant and ate noodles while thinking about the composition left by the Chinese teacher so that I could finish it in one go. From 2 to 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I was always led by Zhou Gong. I was helpless... I studied for three classes in the evening, which were exams in three consecutive classes. Sometimes I frowned, and sometimes I wrote calculations with a happy face.

"Hey - why didn't I think that AB is equal to 3?" I walked on the street and suddenly realized it. The surrounding night scene was so charming that I had no time to pay attention to it and never noticed it.

When I got up in the morning, I realized that the lights had been on all night last night... This is my life in the third grade of junior high school, the real third grade of junior high school. We look at the four corners of the sky above our heads, intertwined among countless telephone poles, and feel a little irritable. We yearn for the setting sun at the beach and the butterflies outside the window, and are even more keen to chase the afterglow of the sun... But have you ever thought about it - Jing You Born in the heart! What is busy is life, not the soul.

Come with a free heart and carry more green waters and blue mountains! You know, behind the morning light there is always a lonely night; behind the rainbow there is always torrential rain; behind success there are always bitter tears! When night comes, I am busy studying, my pen is running quickly, my book is loud, and I look at each other without saying anything, only a thousand lines of words... Get up in the morning and sing loudly: Sunshine is always after the wind and rain, and young people have their own teenage madness.