Diary composition 600 words
Another day has passed. There must be many unforgettable moments. Why not keep a diary now? What kind of diary should you read? The following are seven 600-word diary compositions compiled by me for your reference only, hoping to help you.
Diary composition of 600 words 1 always brings me warmth and always makes me feel sweet. In this warm harbor, interesting and lovely things are staged every day.
In the morning, at home as usual, grandma got up early and was busy making handmade noodles for us. Suddenly, with a bang, everyone was startled, and then they heard grandma's cry. I couldn't help but get nervous and ran to the kitchen. It turned out that my grandmother accidentally knocked over the noodle bowl and spilled it all over the floor. My mother also heard the news. When she saw the scene of chaos, she understood at once. She quickly pulled me over and said, "Yuyu, help grandma sit on the sofa." I quickly helped grandma sit down on the sofa.
Grandma frowned and sighed and said, "Oh, what a pity! It's no use wasting a bowl of noodles when you are old. You can't do this well! " "I said with a wry smile," well, grandma has a good attitude and is a nice guy. " "Grandma patted me on the head with a smile:" Education is sweet, it will deceive people! "
Mother picked up the broom and quietly swept away the noodles and sundries on the ground. At this time, grandpa bought soybean milk and came back. As soon as he came in, he smiled and said, "Ah, it's a bit lively today!" "My mother grabbed my grandfather and whispered to him what had just happened. Hearing this, grandpa hurried to grandma and said softly, "Old woman, don't pity that bowl of noodles. I'll do it after I drop it. Let's see if you are hurt! "Grandma instinctively hid her hands behind her back, shook her head gently and kept saying," Nothing, nothing, I'm not a child anymore! " "
I pulled my grandmother's hand hard for everyone to see, but I saw that my hand was cut and the edge of the wound was red. I raised my grandmother's hand, blew it, rubbed it, and said naughtily, "Blowed it, rubbed it, it didn't hurt!" " "Ha ha, everyone laughed.
Cheerful music began to swirl in my house again.
Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and we also have a holiday.
In the afternoon, I turned on the TV and saw "Mom loves me again" playing inside. I was suddenly attracted by this TV play and moved to tears.
I think I am very happy because I can be with my parents every day.
Tomb-Sweeping Day diary 50 words two:
Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, and it is really "rainy in Qingming Festival". When I got up early in the morning, it began to rain in Mao Mao. Grandma came back with spring rolls bought from the vegetable market. My family rolls spring rolls together. I think it's interesting. I wanted to try, so I clamored for grandma to teach me how to roll spring rolls. I took out a spring roll, rolled it into my favorite food, folded it in half, and finally rolled it into a spring roll. Although it wasn't rolled up well, it was exposed in potholes, but it was made by myself after all. I think it's very delicious, very delicious. I am really happy today!
Tomb-Sweeping Day diary 50 words three:
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Every year in this solar term, we will meditate this poem in our hearts and express our feelings for our ancestors. Today, we came to the mausoleum. According to the custom, we placed flowers and various sacrifices, and we also held a special worship ceremony to express our grief and memory of our ancestors. After sweeping the grave, let us understand the truth of "being a man does not forget the roots, drinking water and thinking about the source".
Tomb-Sweeping Day diary 50 words four:
During the Spring and Autumn Period, Jie Zitui, the minister of the State of Jin, tried to protect Zhong Er, the eldest son of the State of Jin, from escaping. In order to prevent Zhong Er from starving to death, he cut off the meat from his thigh and gave it to Zhong Er. Later, Zhong Er became the king of the State of Jin and wanted to promote meson to an official position. Jiezitui refused to be an official and retired to the mountains. In order to push the meson out, it was suggested that Yamakaji should be released. As a result, it burned for many days, but the meson push still didn't come out. After the fire went out, meson's body was found. Zhong Er regretted it. To commemorate meson tui, this day was designated as the Cold Food Festival, which later evolved into today's Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Diary composition 600 words 3 "Boom, boom!" After a strange thunder, a whirlwind turned me into the diary that Han Yicheng lost.
That day, careless Han Yicheng left me on the cold floor tile. I was so angry that I really wanted to shout, "Damn Han Yicheng left me here alone and left me on the cold floor, but he went home!" " The more I think about it, the sadder it gets. ...
Just when I was desperate, a tall figure came up to me, gently picked me up, patted the dust off my body with rough hands and took away the uncomfortable feeling on my body.
But his words had to stop me from being abandoned: "Who is so careless? I left this book here. " Then he took me to a messy room with newspapers, expired milk and a foul smell. I was placed in an inconspicuous corner, which was covered with cobwebs and dust, which made me feel more lonely. Suddenly, their conversation made my eyes shine, and I felt I had a chance to go home.
"This book is our circulation diary of Class 3 (4), so here it is. I want to take it back! " "Well, you can take it back!" The chubby little girl took me to an office where there were piles of homework, which dazzled me. The little girl gently put me on the desk without homework. Then she left this office.
How time flies! I stayed in the office for two days and three nights. It was so dark inside that I huddled up for fear of falling on the bottomless floor. ...
Until the third morning, a pair of little hands picked me up. I looked up, and it was the chubby little girl who took me back to my familiar classroom and sent me back to my little master, Han Yicheng!
"Han Xi get up! I'm late for school! " In the roar of my mother, I knew it was a dream.
Diary composition 600 words 4 20xx September1-"Ding" The bell rang, and I rushed out of the classroom and came to the office to hand over my homework to the teacher for correction. I went to the Chinese teacher's desk and waited quietly for the teacher to correct my homework. Just when I looked around the office, I saw a pot of plants on the Chinese teacher's desk. I asked the teacher, "Teacher, this is it. The teacher said, "Think for yourself and see if you can figure it out?" I thought about it, and then said, "This is a melon seed seedling." "No, think again!" I looked at this plant carefully again. Suddenly, an inspiration came out. "It's bean sprouts! ""I blurted out, "Well, that's right." The teacher finally said that sentence, and I began to observe this pot of bean sprouts from that day.
20xx September 2-
This is the second time I have entered the office since the beginning of school. As soon as I entered the office, the first thing I did was to observe the plant. I haven't seen it for a day. This little bean sprout is almost one centimeter long.
20xx September 3rd-
On the third day, I saw the notes on the staff like mung bean sprouts that would explode at any time, and I was extremely excited, waiting for the mung bean sprouts to bloom.
20xx September 1 1-
It's been a week since I began to observe this pot of bean sprouts. I haven't seen these mung bean sprouts for days. I don't know what's going on now. As before, I rushed to the teacher's office alone. Wow ~ this bean sprout has been bent by the bean head, and I can't really feel it: wow! Growing too fast, the teacher turned around and said, "yes, you are a student, too." You must keep growing to grow better. " Suddenly I found some bean sprouts missing, so I asked the teacher why they were missing. The teacher said, "Because they are not tall, I pulled them out." I thought to myself silently, yes, our study is like this bean sprout. The good ones stay and the bad ones are pulled out. ...
Diary composition 600 words 5 Do a pair of good friends deteriorate their friendship because they are in different classes in the same school?
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February 2 1 sunny
I am in a good mood today. Because I saw you, and you were cleaning the playground. I want to go downstairs to find you, but I can't, because my foot is hurt. When I called you upstairs, you saw me smile at me, and I smiled back at you. I just smiled and watched you clean up until my father came to pick me up from school.
February 23rd will be fine.
I am in a bad mood today. I saw you again today, when you were preparing to go home with your classmates. You and your classmates saw me, and your classmates asked if you would like to go home with me. Do you know how much I look forward to your answer? But you said my feet were inconvenient and my father would pick me up. In a short sentence, I fell from heaven to hell. So you regard me as a burden and don't want to go home with me.
It was sunny on February 24th.
Wan Li is clear outside the classroom, but there are many thoughts in the classroom. Everything from our primary school to now appears in front of my eyes. I remember I didn't know you very well at first, maybe it was because I was too shy at that time. I only know the students sitting near me, and other students who know their names can only be said to be strangers. I didn't get to know you until you sat next to me, and I became a good friend and best friend ... The past is vivid, but can my friendship with you last a lifetime? I'm confused. I saw you again after school, and you and Yue Ming had a good chat. I don't know if you have seen me, but I have been watching you. I'd like to call you, but I dare not. Do you know my mood at that time? This is very lonely and sad. I am afraid that you will forget me.
It was sunny on February 25th.
It's been several days since school started, and I finally had a good talk with you. Although you and Zhou Hong have been talking, I haven't said a few words, but I am very happy, because I know that you don't regard me as a burden, and I also clearly understand that your position in my heart is so important and irreplaceable.
Friendship is tea, its sweetness can only be tasted slowly; Friendship is coffee, bitter and sweet; Friendship is milk, and its thick aroma is intriguing. ...
Today, our class held an arm-wrestling competition.
The game is about to start. I'm nervous and excited. Although I look calm and calm on the surface, my heart is choppy. Just start, I moved the stool to the table, shook hands with my opponent, and cold sweat flowed out of my hands. At first, with the voice of the referee, I tried my best to hold the opponent's hand, but I didn't listen. I lasted less than three seconds and immediately lost. Depressed, so depressed. Unexpectedly, my opponent was so strong that I didn't expect to be defeated in less than 3 seconds.
Then I watched the game between my back table and her deskmate. At first, it was evenly matched and deadlocked for some time. Suddenly! The game has improved, and the direction is slowly pressed down to the left (the right hand is used at the back table, and the left hand is used at the same table). "Ha ha ha ... I won." There was a burst of laughter at the scene. I knew Xing Yutong in the back table won, while Zhang Chunming, Xing Yutong's deskmate, was in a rainy mood.
Then, we compete in groups, and each group chooses a strong person to board the podium. The form of the competition is like a brave person.
The first one to play is Wang. He is tall and strong, and he is a chubby classmate. Everyone thinks that cute Xiao Pang will win, but the reality is often the opposite. Wang killed his opponent in less than 2 seconds.
Wang kept rolling. The next one is a woman, tall and strong, but she is a girl after all. The king hit her as he wished.
The last challenger is the "leader" of our class-the sports committee member. I can hear my heart beating strongly when I run the race. Everyone is holding their breath to watch the race and guess the result. "Oh" in the exclamation of the whole class and thunderous applause, Wang won again! The whole class is very excited.
"Well, I remember my little effort just now, and I have to continue to be a girl to win!"
Armwrestling is like a truth. As long as you persist, persist, and make constant efforts, you can't escape victory.
Diary composition 600 words 7 On the weekend night, I absently changed the channel with the TV remote control. Suddenly, a program caught my attention: idiom contest. Unexpectedly, this program surprised me.
The topics involved in the idiom contest are not difficult, just some idioms learned in primary schools, but the people in the audience are actually stumped. Well, here comes a handsome young man. The idiom is to answer irrelevant questions, but when it comes to meaning, he is puzzling and stuttering. Another middle-aged woman came along. What she said is all online buzzwords, not idioms at all. After a while, an old man with gray hair came over. He is also a professor, and I am full of expectation that he will get high marks. Otherwise, he will win all the problems. Unfortunately, this "master" was stumped by an idiom of "a drop in the bucket". Finally, a young man came over. He has a good command of idioms, but once he writes them, he can't. I can't help smiling bitterly: Are China people so poor at mastering their mother tongue?
Many people think that the traditional culture of China and the Chinese characters of China are out of date. What matters now is science and technology. There are many computers, recording and chatting online, so don't write. However, technology also belongs to culture. Without culture as a carrier, how can science and technology develop? What's more, without China culture, not only China's ancient scientific and technological achievements are difficult to pass on, but how can those so-called foreign advanced technologies reach us? Similarly, people are looking forward to the progress of science and technology, and even more look forward to the early realization of China's dream of becoming a world power in science and technology. But won't scenes like the above make us feel ashamed and thoughtful?
Many people don't understand the meaning and function of culture, so the first few people appear: young people are ignorant, only know the surface, but can't understand the essence; Middle-aged women are addicted to the present and confuse popular words and idioms; The old professor is knowledgeable, but he lacks review and makes no progress; And-people who only know a little and get carried away. These people are people who don't understand culture, especially China culture.
Many people want to do great things, but they don't even know the most basic traditional culture of China, and they don't try to master it. If you don't sweep a house, why sweep the world? Let's learn China culture from now on! Be a real China person!
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