In daily life or work and study, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which is a narrative way that people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. I believe many people will find it difficult to write a composition. The following is a diary composition I compiled for you, which is for reference only and I hope it will help you.

Today is Monday and the first day of military training. I like three activities in the afternoon best, one is interesting demining, the other is looking for targets, and the third is visiting the performances and rooms of the "Bayi Army". Listen to the teacher and say, "We're going to Phoenix Mountain. We have to go through an interesting, exciting and arduous journey. We have to start and return on foot." The teacher also gave us apples to eat, but eating apples is required. Only when you feel very thirsty or hungry on the road can you eat them. If you really want to eat them, you can eat them, but when you are hungry or thirsty, they are gone. In fact, the teacher wanted to test our perseverance, so I was deeply impressed by this trip.

Go, go, go ... finally reach the activity destination 1. After the instructor seriously rectified the education, demining activities began! We jump, dig here and turn there. Soon, someone excitedly held a mine and shouted loudly. I found one too. I am so excited. ...

Later, our class was the first to find the target of the 18 arhats, and watched the Bayi Armed Police arrest people. It's really neat and beautiful! I was dumbfounded and applauded from time to time.

This activity opened my eyes!

Today, I lived a full life. I didn't want to laugh or cry, and my mood didn't fluctuate too much. Although my mood is not ups and downs, but I look at the gloomy sky, but there is a faint sadness and melancholy.

I suddenly recalled the dribs and drabs of primary school, the sparks from my classmates, and the magma from the volcano. Although we had some friction and stumbling with our classmates, we still passed the primary school time smoothly. No matter how disappointed I am, things are always happening and going on. Anyway, we should live well now, get along well with our classmates and make our 1 class the best class.

In the last class, our class cleaned up and wanted to get rid of all the dust and garbage. We do our work in an orderly way, which is the first time I feel the joy of working together.

Although there are many firsts in life, every first time has its commemorative significance and every first time is precious.

The day was calm and happy. Although I didn't feel the beautiful spring scenery and cloudless Wan Li, I felt a breath of autumn.

I heard from the teacher that there will be an exam next week, which is a monthly exam. I feel very calm after hearing the news, because this is not the final exam.

But this month's exam is followed by the final exam, which means we have no time to play and can only stare at books all day. However, as we all know, we will have a holiday after the exam. I don't want to take the exam because I'm too tired. But I also want to take the exam, and it will be easy after the exam. This leaves me no choice.

I thought, "If only we didn't have to review for the exam, we wouldn't have to read all day and have no time to play." I know, I'm dreaming, and it would be great if I wasn't dreaming. I think there should be many classmates who think the same as me! I have been very tired since I graduated from a relaxed primary school. I remember when I was in primary school, my mother said, "It doesn't matter if you feel tired now. The main thing is to work hard for another eight years, which should be seven years, so you won't be so tired. " "I also hope that time will pass quickly, and" seven years "(five years) will pass early so that I can relax myself.

However, there are only five years left. I will study hard in these five years and get into college with a good score!

Today, my parents went out. Before they left, my mother said to me, "Jiajia, wash the dishes. I must check when I come back! " With that, she went out and handed me the messy dishes.

I put the bowl into the water first, and in a short time, it was all washed, but it was oily and dirty when I touched it with my hand. what can I do? That's right. Use detergent!

I took a rag and dropped a little detergent on it. At first, I was very careful for fear that my mother would scold me for breaking the bowl. Washing is getting easier and easier. I sang a song: "Wash, wash, wash the bowl, one two one!" " "

Suddenly, there was a dog barking outside the house, and I thought, "Oh dear! What a naughty dog! " When I was absent-minded, the dishwashing water splashed all over me. Well, it seems that we should do everything wholeheartedly, but we should not be careless. I calmed down and washed slowly, and finally finished washing. I feel very comfortable looking at the glistening bowl.

Mom and dad came back, and I quickly led them into the kitchen. Dad nodded and said, "Not bad!" "Hearing this, I realized in my heart that My Sweetie also understood the most glorious truth of labor.

Recently, I borrowed several books from the library, including Comic Story, Baby in Garbage Class and Little Bear's Forest, which I like best.

The author of Bear's Forest is Bing Bo. He is a national religious first-class writer, who has published more than 240 fairy tales and won many national awards. This book is mainly about a wonderful forest, where birds and flowers are fragrant and beautiful. There are also many small animals, clever little monkeys, naive big bears, deer sisters with big horns, and jumping rabbits. The Little Bear's Forest is a book composed of more than 70 short stories that happened to small animals. One of my favorite stories is the big horn of trouble. It is written that Sister Deer has a pair of troublesome big horns. She went to visit the little rabbit, but his horn was too big to enter the door, which made the deer more anxious. Another time, the deer went shopping and smashed the monkey boss's goods with a big horn. Then he went home depressed and complained that he had a troublesome big horn. Later, many small animals put their clothes on the deer's big horn to dry, and she realized how useful her big horn was.

Now, I still have not given up. I slowly opened my eyes and the window was open. My eyes saw the first ray of sunshine today, warm and sweet, floating in the air. I like the smell. I changed my clothes and trembled all over. Why is it still cold?

Go to the yard. The cherry blossoms that have been saved for a winter are in full bloom, and I spread my hands to support the sunshine. It's too warm, too warm. ...

I don't know why, the cherry blossoms in the yard have begun to fall sparsely, perhaps because they are too weak! Just like me, he hurt me to pieces, completely forgot, and didn't want to ... In the pond beside the tree, cherry blossoms rippled like boats, soft and beautiful. Clear blue sky, quiet water, dreamlike cherry blossoms … all these are so harmonious, quiet and perfect. Blue sky washes eyes, flowers bathe in fragrance, flowers dress up all this, beautiful and happy. Unfortunately, it doesn't belong to me, I'm not perfect, I'm sad, I'm crying ... tired. ...

Hold up a cherry blossom and smell its charming fragrance. There are a few drops of dew on it, which looks gaunt and seems to break at the touch. It's so beautiful that it hurts. It should live well in the tree, live happily and live forever ... However, no flower can persist forever, cool like that and then turn into dust, just like me. ...

I've been fascinated by handmade fabrics recently. Look, I'm coming again! What I made today is a card package.

First, measure the length and width of the card. I took out a citizen card and measured its length and width: 6×9. Then it's time to cut the cloth. Of course, you have to cut two pieces of cloth of the same size and decorations.

After cutting the cloth, I took out a needle and a thread. I picked up the thread and needle and passed it slowly. Hey! A few weeks ago, there was no white race in the needle-threading competition, and this time it passed at once.

Put on the needle and we started sewing. First of all, I want to sew two decorative semicircles on a layer of cloth with a needle roller. The stitches here are big, because they can be used as decoration. At first, I was a little unaccustomed to sewing big stitches. I sewed them long and short, but after a while, my stitches began to look good.

Then I sew my eyes, eyes and mouth in the same way. Hehe, there is an owl sewn on the card pocket! It seems to me that this owl is missing something. Oh, this is a feather. I sewed a V-shaped feather on the owl's wing.

Finally, sew the two layers of cloth together with a lock needle, of course, the stitches are larger. In a short time, the owl card package is ready!

I hold my "work" high and "fly around" like a happy little bee.

A cool breeze blows gently, and winter has come. Without the scenery of spring in the past, so am I, just fighting for my future.

Today, I was called to the office by the head teacher, not to invite me to "have tea", but simply for my "study" and how I can learn better. You brought me a chair, sat me on it, and said to me seriously, "You won't know how good you are until you get to the battlefield. When the exam comes, you are already sweating or nervous, which means that you are not fully prepared at ordinary times, so you should practice your courage. You usually play well in the exam. How can you lose the chain at a critical moment? This shows two aspects: First, poor psychological quality. Second, the usual preparation is not sufficient; Reading depends on skill and quality, not speed.

Generally speaking, you should study hard ... in short, you are a teacher. I like you! Don't let the teacher chill! I have benefited a lot, and you have said a lot. I will always understand that a teacher's real ability lies not in whether he can talk about knowledge, but in whether he can stimulate students' learning motivation and arouse their curiosity.

However, I will study hard and try my best, no matter what the result is, as long as I have no regrets! Come on! Come on! Come on! !

Today, after finishing my homework, my mother asked me to clean the room. I accidentally saw the classmates' records in primary school. I took it out carefully and patted off the dust. ...

Strange, but familiar, I searched for the handwriting left by the past in the dusty classmate records several times. The former classmates went their separate ways today and went to find their ideal home.

In six years, many people's names gradually blurred. In six years, many people gradually lost contact. In six years, everything became so strange. In six years, have we all changed? N years later, one day we were walking in the street and met. Will we remember each other? N years later, do we still remember the road we walked together as teenagers?

The past is unbearable and the future is confused. I'd like to stop here, but the time train never stops. The scenery is charming all the way, but it is fleeting. I asked you where your destination was. ...

I miss my old life, carefree, free, and miss my old friends, full of energy and passion ... However, everything suddenly disappeared, and my soul was in a trance and was taken away in an instant. ...

At noon today, my mother and I were having dinner. I accidentally knocked over the soup while picking vegetables. My mother was very angry and scolded me casually. I think my mother will scold me if she knows I'm afraid of her. I was very angry after listening to it, and I wanted to run away from home at that time. However, I think that if I run away from home, not only have no food, but also have no clothes, my mother will be very anxious and worried. So I gave up the idea and didn't run away from home, but I still couldn't figure it out and began to sulk, and my mother was sulking like me. At dinner, we both sat in different places. I sat in the chair of the dining table, and my mother ate on the balcony of the living room. My mother only drank a bowl of soup angrily and went to wash the dishes. Unlike my mother, I left after eating soup. "There is no food here, so I'm going to eat kimchi." I listened to my mother's angry tone, so I didn't take kimchi, but buried myself in eating my mother's fried dishes. Finally, I finished my meal with tears in my eyes.

In order not to make my mother angry, I took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table. I think we must be careful where we put the dishes and soup bowls on the table in the future. Don't make mom angry, be a sensible and obedient child.

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