英语日记100字

　　英语日记可能几乎都没人写过或者听过，但是，不妨想一想，英语日记对英语作文会有很大的影响的，而且会涉及到英语学习各方面，从单词量、语句、语法、逻辑关系等等。今天小编为同学们整理分享的是关于英语日记，接下来就让我们一起来学习一下吧，希望可以帮助到有需要的同学们。

　　日记一篇

　　Today is my first day to attend this summer camp.

　　I got up at six twenty. I have my breakfast with my friend at tem past seven. Then we had an opening summer ceremony. At 9:00, the classmates in our class had an exam.

　　In the afternoon, we hfad two classes.the first seventy minutes, Miss Zhang taught us English. She taught us to sing a song. It’s a very beautiful and famous song from a famous movie. And then, a teacher from Australia taught us English. His name is brodie Williamson.

　　Today we learn unit 1. and I felt everything is interesting. I had a happy time.

　　日记二篇

　　Expectation is a kind of waiting, and it is also a kind of invisible loss. Perhaps, a person's life is to constantly face calmly, and then grow up, with my indifferent attitude.

　　The heart of childhood is full of anticipation and dream, and time is like a snake, which engulf all that belongs to me, but I still grow up, still look forward to, in this way, the result of expectation is like a cloud, sometimes gentle, sometimes transparent, and sometimes heavy.

　　I think life needs this colorful color, like a landscape painting, the monotonous pigment is just a dry picture, which is just the dry season. So, looking forward to growing up, looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to the future, looking forward to a different I, every day I am looking forward to, and in the expectation of tearing down a calendar, throw away, watching it fall from the window, all over the sky. It is another year when they are gathered together or picked up.

　　Another year's birthday, there is no blessing, no care, no banquet, gifts just ripped the calendar for a year, slowly, but forgot to count the day. Or, I do not need to pay attention to those lost days, and do not have to count the days. But this is my growth after all. I have to keep watching the broken calendar fall into the air, yellowing with memory.

　　日记三篇

　　My mother is a ordinary women.She is a very very ordinary women,really.She looks like very ordinary;her age very ordinary;only her wears looks like very special.

　　My mother always wear a wide casual pants,a T-shirt (or a wide vest),and a pair of sunglasses.She always use toiletry,consequently she’s skin was very good.

　　My mother is very benignant,and she was very love me.I with regard to these,I to be thankful.I love my mother , too.Because she gave me very very many.She civilize by education me how to do in world and knowledge.

　　My mother is a office workers.She everyday works hard,but she always not to get heighten.

　　I love my mother , because she gave me very many thinks.

　　I love my Mum . A ordinary and largeness mother.

　　日记四篇

　　Dear Betty,

　　Your dad is busy working these days. I’ll be at an important meeting in the city. Would you mind going to the supermarket and buying some food and fruit after school this afternoon? Could you please meet your uncle and cousin at the train station at 10 tomorrow morning? You can take a taxi. I’ll be back tomorrow around 11. I’ll cook when I’m back.

　　See you soon!

　　Love,

　　Mom

　　日记五篇

　　I have a sister. She is 16 years old. She was tall, about one meter and a half tall, with glossy black hair, bright little eyes, a small mouth foaming with oil, and a sweet face foaming with perfume.

　　She loves beauty. Every morning she combs her hair and washes her face.

　　She loves clean very much, must change a dress everyday, often can see her to wash a hair, wash clothes, brush the figure of the shoe.

　　Her hands are very skillful. Her handwork is very delicate. But she has a bad temper, whenever something goes wrong, she doesn‘t eat, so her stomach is not very good.

　　I hope my sister can be happy every day.

　　日记六篇

　　I was only nine years old when I learnt how to use a computer. My mother is my first teacher. I know how to type, how to copy a file, and how to visit a web site on the intern.et. One day, mom was not at home.

　　I turned on the computer and began to learn how to chat on n.et. The first one I met there was a boy called tom. He greeted me politely. When he knew that I was only a 9-year-old girl, and almost knew nothing about chatting on n.et, he started showing me how to use the chatting tools, how to download, and how to send e-mails. I learnt a lot from him.