小学生英语日记

　　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

　　What do I want to do when I’m older? Someone wants to be a doctor. Someone wants to be a basketball player because they are good at sport. Someone wants to be a writer and to make the writing. Someone wants to be a teacher because they like teaching children.

　　I like playing the piano and I good at it. So I want to become a piano player. Play the piano is very interesting. And you can learn something of music. Piano can make you like music. A lot of musician and singer are love playing piano.

　　I play the piano when I’m ten years old. Now I’m in grand five. I hope when I’m sixteen years old , I can become grand eight. I’ll be harder and harder to practise.

　　Become a piano play is a hard job. But I believe I can do it.

　　日记二篇

　　Last Sunday afternoon I went to Tianjin library to read my favourite books there. I found some uncivilized phenomenons.

　　When I was reading on the second floor I saw a boy about four years old was shouting loudly and running. His mother didn‘t stop him. What’ is more, she talked on the phone loudly. I felt disappointed on boy‘s mother’s action. I went to the little boy and told him it was wrong. Then the boy said“ I‘m sorry” and returned to his seat quietly.

　　In my opinion, the boy ’s mother didn‘t not set a good example for her son. It’s important for her to tell her son some public rules. We should obey these rules so that our society will get better and better.

　　日记三篇

　　The best gift I have ever received is a camera. It is red and looks nice. I received it from my dad on my 13th birthday. He knew I love taking photos, so he bought me the camera. When I traveled with my parents or friends, I would bring the camera with me. I took lots of photos during the travels. The pictures would help me remember those interesting things!

　　日记四篇

　　I have many friends. One of them is my classmate Ma Hua.He is a League member and one of the best students in my class.He is fond of English and good at it. He often practises reading aloud. So he has a good pronunciation. He is always ready to help others. With his help I have made GREat proGREss. I have made up my mind to catch up with him and to join the League in the near future.

　　日记五篇

　　The weekend is coming. I will have a happy weekend.

　　On Saturday morning, I’m going to do my homework. And then, I’m going out to play. I’m going to the bookstore and read some books. In the evening, I am going to have dinner with my parents outside.

　　On Sunday morning, I’m going to the library or do my homework. And then, I’m going to listen to music. In the afternoon, I’m going to go shopping with my mother. I like shopping very much.

　　This is my happy and busy weekend. Do you like this weekend?

　　日记六篇

　　A few days ago, I read the question and asked, "how far is it?" Look, there are always some things blocking up in my mind. I can not help but sigh: how long is it in our hearts forever?

　　We can say that we have known many friends and classmates since the hour. When we were together, we might have thought: how wonderful it is to be together forever! However, when the time has been worn out, the faith in our hearts gradually fade away. Will we not think that the previous oath is just a moment of impulsive joke?

　　Many of my friends are already away from me. The wind of yesterday left yesterday's embarrassment. I do not blame anyone, no matter who is. I blame myself. Why do I become numb by the passing of time? Has my feelings ever deteriorated?

　　Now, with QQ, mail, phone and cell phone. With all the tools that we can contact at any time, we lose the most important passion. Memories and blessings of old friends are lost only in that dream. We are constantly seeking new emotional sustenance, but we forget the feelings we already have. We are always grumbling about God, but we do not understand ourselves; we are always looking for what we want from each other, but not the desire of others; we are always looking at the roses far away, but we have stepped on the peony at the foot of our feet.

　　A friend has gone, a new one. Love is like chocolate that is easy to swallow. It can not withstand the melting of time, but it can smell a faint fragrance when it is deep at night.

　　I forgot my friends, and my friends forgot me, because we all lost the power to ask: "friend, how did you forget me?"

　　Perhaps one day, we will ask; maybe one day, nothing has happened; maybe we are all old and can only recall!