How to write a composition in a diary about school?

1. How to write the diary of what happened at school in the sixth grade of primary school

One thing happened at school. Many things happen every day on our campus. One thing made me understand a truth, and it also made me unforgettable ... The thing is that when we were in physical education class that day, all the girls were shooting, but I couldn't shoot every time, which made me very sad.

you have to test in the future, and you can't always avoid this sport! So I started practicing again. As soon as Zu knew it, he came to teach me how to throw basketball. Zu Yi first showed me the movements with the ball, but I couldn't learn how to do it, and I still couldn't throw it every time. She told me to take a small step with my right foot and hold the ball with both hands, and I practiced repeatedly according to the movements she taught me.

After several weeks of practice, I finally scored a few goals. I feel very happy in my heart. I think the hard work of these weeks has not been in vain, but I think the number of shots is still very small. After all, I only scored three or four goals two weeks after school. I continued to practice shooting. After these weeks of hard work, I finally scored a few goals in a class. I am really happy for myself and I am very grateful to Xie Zuyi for teaching me to shoot during this time. This incident made me feel grateful and unforgettable.

It's all because of sincere friendship. Zu taught me again and again without any impatience. Whenever "give up" flashed in my mind, my ears repeated her words of encouragement. These words made me understand a truth. Everything should be self-confident, persistent, and strive for your own goals. I believe that everything comes to him who waits. 2. How to write a composition about school

Every day, in our school, many things happen. One of them makes me understand a truth, and it also makes me hard to forget `````

This thing is like this. We were in physical education class that day, and we girls were shooting `

But every time I shot, I couldn't get in. As soon as Zu Yi knew it, he came to teach me how to throw basketball. Zu Yi first showed me the action with the ball, but I couldn't learn how to do it, and I still couldn't throw it every time. Zu Yi told me to take a small step with my right foot and hold the ball with both hands. I practiced repeatedly according to the action Zu Yi taught me, but several times I wanted to give up, but I still felt a little unwilling, because if I gave up the practice, I would have failed Zu Yi's painstaking efforts, and my hard work would have been in vain. So I began to practice again. After several weeks of practice, I finally scored a few goals. I felt very happy in my heart. I felt that the hard work of these weeks was not in vain, but I felt that the number of shots was still very small. After all, I only scored three or four goals after five or six weeks of school, and I began to practice shooting again. After these weeks of hard work, I finally scored a few goals in one class. I am really proud of myself and I am very grateful to Zuyi for teaching me to shoot during this time.

This incident impressed me hard. I can't forget it because of my sincere friendship with Zuyi. Zuyi taught me over and over again without any impatience. When she encouraged me, I would repeat these words in my ear every time "give up" flashed in my mind. This incident made me understand that I should have confidence in everything, and I would never do anything well without confidence. 3. Write a composition about the school

In 24-26, the playground of our school was very small. During the recess, all the students crowded into a small playground to play, which was very unpleasant. In 27, my school had a back playground and fitness equipment. At the sight of these changes in the school, the students smiled happily.

From my first grade to my fourth grade, the iron gate in my school was made of iron, like a fence, which was not very beautiful. Now, there are bronzed stone tablets, electric sliding doors and rolling notes at the gate, which are very imposing.

At present, the walls of our school are covered with pictures of Olympic knowledge, and beautiful murals are painted. There is a small book bar in the corridor and a small book kitchen in the classroom, which can enrich our extracurricular reading and increase our knowledge. During the break, we ran on the runway and exercised on the fitness equipment. We were very happy. The gap between campus life now and the previous place is too big to imagine, and it is really different. 4. Write an essay about what happened in the school around you

1. The students' home is the campus, which is a big garden for cultivating the flowers of the motherland. There have been many memorable and beautiful past events in this garden, so let me pick a bright and dazzling flower for you! Pppp time back to a hot summer, the sun steamed the earth dry, and the children's faces were all red.

at this moment, a dark cloud is floating on our heads. Suddenly, the downpour fell from the boundless sky.

pppp students were wet by the heavy rain. At this moment, Xiaoqiang stepped on the water with his foot, and "Oh, my gosh" splashed all the body of Xiaoyi. It seems that our battle with boys has begun again. Xiaojian brought a small bag of words. He put the water in the bag and threw it at us with the same force. Oh, my God, we can't lose, we must win, so we brought a lunch box, filled with water, and kept throwing it at the boy.

"Ha ha ha ..." The boys were beaten all wet by us "female generals", just like "wet monkeys". I thought they would "retreat", but never imagined that they would "suddenly attack" and "catch us all".

We girls stand up, don't bow to those evil forces and keep attacking them. I saw "grenades" attacking each other. This is really "two tigers fight for each other, and there must be one injury."

after half an hour of activity class, both of us are exhausted and have no strength to fight on. Although the students are tired, they all show a happy smile, which reflects the friendship and unity of the students.

"What are you doing?" The teacher in the next class said, "The students in Class 3 (1) are really naughty." Her voice made us all cry, so the teacher asked our parents to bring clothes to school.

pppp, although it has been four years, I always smile when I think back to this interesting campus story, the course of a water fight, and my classmates' love for friendship. 2. Three weeks ago, when I faced the new campus, I had an indescribable excitement: I finally went to junior high school! It's another new semester. For me, it's a new starting point and another challenge! Before long, I began to worry. Will I get along well with my classmates? What will my classmates and teachers think of me? In fact, I have been thinking about this question all summer. Who will not feel nervous and curious about the new environment? Fortunately, after a few days of school, I got along well with my classmates and didn't have much homework. It was quite relaxed. Maybe it won't be so relaxed in the future.

I'm in the first grade, and this sentence should be as full of * * * as a declaration. It smells like the end of the world when I read it, and it's faint, just like a person's last words. A minute ago, my mother told me that you should read the momentum, let everyone know that you have confidence in a new starting point, and you should cheer everyone up.

and now, a minute later, this sentence has produced the opposite effect by me. Mom's sigh is clearly audible. I know I let him down and I don't want to let him down, but I can't help it, just as I don't want to take the exam.

It's been three weeks since school started, and my curiosity about the new environment is not as strong as before. I consider myself a genius, with good grades and good articles. If I am not a genius, it is a joke.

However, a genius like me made a mistake when doing a math problem that the teacher thought everyone could do. That doesn't mean I'm not human. If I'm not human, what am I?

I'm not human, so what am I? Sister Fan said I was a human being. Humanoid? I think it's really tiring.

I am so tired that I face so many classmates and their confident smiles every day to set off my lack of confidence; I am so tired that every time I shuttle through the campus, I have no time to look around and class will soon begin; I'm so tired that I have to use coffee to refresh myself because I don't get enough sleep every day to ensure that I don't yawn in class ... I met my primary school classmates in the street. She said that she regretted that she had chosen her present school and that she had not chosen mine. In fact, she didn't know, and I was helpless. I was very tired.

people outside want to come in and people inside want to go out. I find our school more and more like a besieged city.

The thoughtfulness of the school makes the canteen colorful for us, from all kinds of snacks to sewing buttons. The school so gently cut off any reason for us to leave school.

So, we have to look at the empty sky around us, our eyes are empty and confused, and then we grieve for spring and autumn day after day, lamenting that the outside world is wonderful and the inside world is helpless. The iron gate is locked, and the courtyard is deep. I ask you how much sorrow you can have, and tears will flow first.

It seems that the popularity of Tears at Prison is not without reason. I remember how excited I was when I was admitted to this school.

I was always in a good mood that summer. After I came in, I began to worry.

Although it's easy to enjoy the cool under a big tree, it's unpleasant to be leaning against a big tree but not being a big tree. There are not many people in our grade, but the competition is fierce.

When I first faced a series of Arabic numerals and ABCD-printed exercises, I felt more tired than ever. This was my junior high school life. Although I am very tired, I know that I must take these exercises seriously. I know that I must work hard for the future. I know that all my efforts today will be harvested three years later.

But what's the use of knowing? Just like I know there is a moon in the solar system, so what? It's not my turn to step on the great foot of mankind. I think I should work hard.

The last announcement on Saturday was like being released from prison. We packed our things and went home from school.

Opening the door, I shouted, "I'm back at last!" Although there is no Wei Zhongxian's got, there is a tragic escape from hell. This is my junior high school life, full of too much competition, too much bitterness, too much desolation and too much helplessness and loneliness, just like a stagnant pool. 5. How to write the composition "One thing at school"

Some time ago, a shocking thing happened in our class, which is still fresh in my memory today. I think it is a trivial matter, but it is very meaningful.

It was on a Thursday afternoon. As usual, I came to school happily. After entering the classroom, when I was preparing to sit in my seat, I vaguely heard several students discussing things. I ran over and asked them what had happened. I didn't know what happened until they told me in detail. No wonder, Teacher Yang didn't come to class these days. Teacher Yang's health has improved a lot. She is going to come to class today, so we called the whole class to clean the classroom inside and outside. Later, several students who can draw pictures on the blackboard and wrote six big characters in the middle of the blackboard with colorful markers: "Teacher, you have worked hard!" . "Bell, bell, bell ..." The class rang, and the students immediately sat in their seats. As usual, Teacher Yang came into the classroom and saw the six big characters on the blackboard. The teacher didn't understand what was going on. Our whole class stood up and said in unison, "Teacher, you have worked hard!" " . The teacher shed tears excitedly and said, "Sit down, students.". The students all saw that the teacher was ill in class and refused to sit down. At this time, our monitor put the gift that we donated money to buy on the platform and gave it to the teacher with both hands. It represented the heart of our class. When the teacher saw this scene, he shed tears again. Seeing the teacher like this, my eyes were wet, and some students secretly wept. The teacher said "thank you" and then bowed deeply.

It's not surprising to others, but it's very meaningful to our class. 6. Junior high school students' diaries, writing what happened at school, are in urgent need of

school, and students are queuing up one after another. However, something happened in our class: "We lined up to go home. Upstairs are grade three students, who happen to be in the queue. A little boy spat on our class Lili's hand. At that time, she burst into tears and sobbed. " Teacher Chen just came up to him and said, "Don't cry, I'll go up and have a look. It's a few classes a year." Say that finish, teacher Chen went up. Captain Lu took over the road team.

On the way home, I kept thinking, "They are all third-grade students. Why do they still do this?"

Today, I just couldn't calm down and kept thinking about why the third-grade students did this behavior.

The next day, the teacher told us that the children in Class Two, Grade Three were spitting. That classmate came in and apologized to Lili. Lili was very happy. They shook hands and smiled.

I finally got this thing done, and my heart calmed down, but I still want to praise him: "I can correct my mistakes, but I'm still a good boy." You must be polite in the future. I believe you should ask ... a little more words, ok? 7. Diary of the second grade of primary school writes about what happened at school today.

I went to school happily on Friday morning, but I didn't expect an unfortunate thing to happen in the afternoon.

The second class in the afternoon was physical education class. Teacher Wang took us to the playground. First, we jogged for two laps. After jogging, we were so tired that we were panting. We had a rest and began to do exercises again. Just after doing three bars, something unfortunate happened at this moment.

I accidentally broke the bottom of my left thumb with my right hand. It was bleeding at that time, but there was still one exercise to do! I thought to myself: wash your hands after doing exercises.

after a while, I finally finished the exercise. I told my best friend Meng Yan about it and asked her to wash her hands with me.

Meng Yan agreed without hesitation. Washing the wound with water still can't stop the bleeding.

Meng Yan asked me, "Doesn't it hurt to wash the wound like this? I think it hurts. " "It doesn't hurt at all, really."

I answered. Then the two of us went back to work to get paper.

Then I went back to the playground and played with my classmates. After a while, the class was over.

The students have all returned to class, and Meng Yan and I are no exception. It's really unlucky today. I actually cut my hand myself. 8. About my composition about doing something at school

Look! Beautiful campus, colorful everywhere.