School diary

The day is about to pass. There must be thoughts worth recording. They need to be summarized and recorded in the diary. Come and refer to how to write a diary. Below are 3 diaries I compiled for you. You are welcome to share them. School Diary Part 1

I always keep up with the rapid pace of August, until I finally desperately want to lengthen its tail, and then anxiously and excitedly wait for the arrival of September and the start of school. In September, youth has no blank space. It flows in September and penetrates desperately. We carry our bags and wait in the ivory tower of dreams to bloom like sunflowers. In the annual school season, outline your freshman dream.

As I flicked through Weibo with my fingers, the welcome slogans from major schools were on the ranking list of hot topics. Welcome slogans have now become the first sight in the eyes of freshmen who enter the campus. "Creative welcome slogans" have become the perspective from which major universities compete to highlight campus culture. It has become a stage for students to express their creativity. Various online literary and sports The appearance attracted a lot of attention from netizens. "Creative slogans to welcome the new year" have become a fashion. They are no longer as "arrogant" and condescending as before, but more down-to-earth and in line with the perspective of the "post-90s generation". As soon as the banner "Little fairies, you are finally here" was hung up, netizens continued to discuss it, and it was labeled as trendy and "unscrupulous". There are also some inspirational versions, including "The sky is strong, the senior uses strength to defeat the rich and handsome; the terrain is weak, the senior uses wisdom to defeat Bai Fumei", and "Be a bright woman, do not overwhelm the country, do not overwhelm the city, and strive to Go up and down with an elegant posture; be a rich man, not vain, not impetuous, and strive with a pioneering posture." The different slogans reminded me of the moment I stepped onto campus...

For college students who are about to enter the ivory tower, after three years of high school training, they have long expected to finish the college entrance examination. , welcome August. Make up for the movies and books left in the corner during the three years of high school, capture the high school years that have just slipped away from "Youth Party", imagine the university that you have been looking forward to for decades from "To Youth", and learn from "China Partnership" In "People", I hope that in four years' time, I will have neat short hair or a high ponytail, covering up the childishness that is still reflected on my cheeks, and confidently walk out of the campus and enter the society. In short, throughout August I had a long dream about my four years in college.

After a quiet month in August, the lively September has come. Sure enough, the college dream is not just for the students themselves, it involves the whole family and injects the blood of the whole family. It gradually heats up and boils in the beginning of the semester in September. Although I had long expected to pack up my bags and go on a dream trip, however, whether it was the proud and joyful farewell from my parents or the large and small bags they carried with their left and right hands, they all wiped out my original intention of leaving. The dream of leaving, at this time, the only emotion that can be remembered is excitement. I was so excited that I wanted to experience the warm welcome from the seniors. They happily said to their parents: "Uncle and aunt, we will take care of you, so don't worry." I was so excited that I wanted to take a look at the campus. Big orange umbrellas with mobile phone special offers printed on them were spread everywhere. I was excited to hear the slogan "Prevent fire, prevent theft, and prevent seniors". All this beauty becomes a reality as soon as you get on the car and head towards your dream. Like most parents, there is no sentimental wave to each other on the street corner like what is shown on TV, but there is love and care as we move forward. I want to share the joy of pursuing dreams with my parents ***, and want them to know where I will live for the next four years, which they will not often come to, and let them see what a beautiful campus I have and what a respectable group of people I have. Teachers, seniors, and a group of lovely classmates who have been together for four years and pursued their dreams together.

When we set off, we first started with the noisy and crowded streets, filled with jammed cars filled with luggage. The streets that had been quiet for more than a month suddenly became lively. This lively atmosphere spreads all the way to the campus, heating, heating, and heating... As expected, the seniors and seniors have warmly greeted each other at every intersection, grabbed the bags in their hands, and enthusiastically introduced every corner of the campus. Assistance in completing various admission procedures. In this way, I encountered the first warm chapter in college.

The new semester is destined to remember new faces. A group of people from all over the world, but with the same pursuit and the same goal, meet in a corner. Let's go together to witness the passing of each other's youth, and better grasp the tail of youth.

A few years later, everyone will play a new role in "New Youth", and at the same time witness the new generation of "Chinese partners". It is this group of partners that gradually erased the pain of separation for three years in high school, settling in the hourglass of time, leaving behind a heavy truth in the end.

The teacher’s chalk on the blackboard is still chirping, and the powdery soil is flying like falling flowers, turning into spring mud to protect the flowers. Teacher is the person who has been with us since the birth of our dreams. He has been with us for so long that we want to shout "Father, Mother" loudly. The beginning of the school year corresponds to Teacher's Day, which is the first famous and affectionate greeting to high school teachers after a long separation. The teachers have completed the handover of accompanying our dreams, and our dreams have entered a new stage. In the university, on the podium, teachers continue to do their most dedicated work, explaining their favorite academics to their beloved students without excessive attachment, but with the most ardent expectations and the most selfless companionship. I hope you will achieve better academic results and accompany the dreams you are struggling with in your heart. I don’t want to use very gorgeous words to describe my feelings for the teacher. Whether it is a burning candle or chalk that turns to dust, in my heart, when there is a teacher, there is a dream, and when there is a dream, there is hope.

At the beginning of the school year, sing the song in your heart, and the dream is still on the string of the kite waiting to fly. I keep talking about dreams, because college is a place where dreams gather. For thousands of students, every time they start school, they bring with them a nearly perfect preschool plan. They want to find a place to read the books they have not finished, and they want to make good use of the rich and large database of the university to complete their studies. Equip yourself with everything and walk the road you have never walked. I thought about bravely tearing off my childish makeup when I walked out of school four years later. However, imaginary plans often fail miserably in reality. Reality will smooth out your thousands of plans with various excuses that you cannot convince, leaving you to cowardly escape. The beginning of school means the beginning, but how can time make you fall in love with the beginning forever? Time is emotional. If you treat it deeply, it will treat you long-term. If you don't care about it, it will leave you without any nostalgia. I'm afraid it will be marked as graduation season before the curtain of the school season is pulled down. Start school, dream, seize your last youth in the ivory tower, and keep your original dream.

In August, the wind still did not blow away the scorching heat, and extended this scorching heat to September when dreams take off. At the beginning of the school year, we are dragging the tail of our youth, facing the call of the ivory tower, and wandering in the boundless sea of ??dreams.

In September, youth remains the same, and the sunflower will eventually show its brightest smile with the morning dew at dawn. School Diary Chapter 2

20xx, xx, xx, Sunday We came to school with a happy mood and a sad mood at the same time. Sad because we couldn’t see some of our classmates. Just like me, I met many of my former sixth-grade classmates at school, and there were also many former sixth-grade classmates. I haven’t seen my classmates, and I miss those I haven’t seen. In fact, I miss my original teachers even more, Teacher Hao who teaches Chinese, Teacher Zhong who teaches mathematics, and Teacher Zhang who teaches English. I miss them very much and miss my original class.

In junior high school, I also met many new classmates and new teachers. They were very good to us. Although there was a lot of homework, it was also to prepare for the mid-term exam. But at this time, what I missed was me. Former classmate, teacher

I remember that time, in math class, our class Liu Tongliang made trouble for the teacher in class. The math teacher said: "Stand up." Liu Tongliang stood up and smiled with his front teeth exposed. , the math teacher carried him out under his arm, "Hahaha..." The students laughed.

I still remember that time, Ren Zheng in our class said to the math teacher: "Teacher, you prefer women." The math teacher said: "Yes, I prefer women. Ren Zheng, stand up for me." "Ren Zheng stood up and said: "Teacher, I am a woman" and then made a coy look, "Hahaha..." There was another laugh, and then the math teacher also laughed. If you are in our class, We heard laughter outside the door. It must be our math teacher making a joke again.

I miss my teachers and my classmates. In junior high school, I also saw the shadow of my elementary school days.

Students: study hard and make progress every day! Diary of the Term 3

Campus life is always happy and happy everywhere. Peers play hide-and-seek, and teachers and students play games. But the happiest thing is the first class of this semester.

This semester I switched from junior primary school to primary school. In the new school, everything is new and unfamiliar. A lot of new teachers, a lot of new students.

"Ring, ring, ring...", the class bell rang, and I found my classroom, waiting for the new teacher to arrive. The person who walked into the classroom was a slender young female teacher with two pigtails and a smile written on her face. "Dear classmates, happy new semester," the new teacher said kindly to the students in a soft tone, which immediately shortened the psychological distance between teachers and students. "My surname is Liu and my name is Lin Niang. I grew up in Shuangmulin near the mountains and forests. Niang means female. Am I a male teacher or a female teacher?" It immediately made everyone laugh, and the teacher also smiled. It made the students’ relaxed and happy mentality laugh out loud!

"I like to make friends with children who are lively, honest, love to learn, and polite...". Teacher Liu’s cherry-like mouth continued to make exciting sounds. The students nodded frequently and thought that Teacher Liu was refreshing, sincere and approachable.

“Next, please invite the students to introduce themselves.” Perhaps Teacher Liu's words were too sudden, and the class fell silent for a moment. You look at me, I look at you, no one wants to say it first. At this time, I was meditating: According to past habits, in the first class of the school year, the class teacher welcomed and congratulated the students, put forward new requirements, arranged seats, and distributed books. And the new teacher has new tricks on the first day of school, which will definitely bring more happiness to the students in the future.

"My name is Sun Junyi, I have the same surname as Sun Wukong, and the same name as Lu Junyi in Water Margin..." Suddenly a classmate broke the calm atmosphere in the classroom, and I burst into laughter. "I am a fun-loving person, and I often fail to hand in my homework. I am good at making faces, and I am quite popular." Seeing that everyone is so bold, so courageous, so frank, and daring to dissect themselves, I can't help but lose my temper. "Li Tenghui is me. I am good at Chinese and like reading after school. People say I am a nerd. But I am often left behind by math teachers." One after another, they rushed to introduce themselves, with unique styles and various forms. The classroom atmosphere was very active and extremely happy.