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Diary composition 300 words

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The day is coming to an end. I believe everyone has gained a lot on this day. Why don't you keep a diary now? How to keep a diary so as not to be stereotyped? The following are nine 300-word diary compositions I collected, hoping to help everyone.

Diary composition 300 words 1 1 1 Saturday Cloud.

Don't be fooled by appearances.

I had just finished my homework when my father was free, so we played chess.

We were both frowning and happily "killing" when Grandpa suddenly jumped out and looked at the war wholeheartedly.

Grandpa sees that I always leave Qi without thinking. Without observing the chess game, he said, "Liang Wenjie is really not serious." I laughed. Suddenly, I caught the enemy's weakness and killed him at once.

Grandpa was puzzled and asked, "Hey? I don't think you are serious at all. How can you win? " I smiled proudly at once. Grandpa "Zhang Er and Shang are both at sea," I said. "Actually, when I took the first step, I thought of the next step." Grandpa suddenly realized.

Students, don't be confused by appearances in the future.

Diary composition 300 words 2 changed the computer desktop into a map of China, which was scary and fun. When I was at school, I was always told by my teacher,' What is written in my diary every day? It's like a running account Do you write well? Teachers always praise their good writing and let them read it in class. I was depressed at that time. I think writing a composition will be good. Why is it called a diary? It's really a bird's nest. So that for a long time, my diary must start from today and must be written from morning till night. Every day is good. The Chinese teacher vomited blood with anger, so that I still think the diary should be written in the form of a running account. I don't understand why people who write diaries so well call them essays, poems, essays, essays and novels (there should be expressions such as picking your nose, snickering and rolling your eyes).

When I was a child, the word that appeared most frequently in my diary was said by my mother. The word that appears most frequently now is thought. I want to keep a diary when I am happy, but now I want to keep a diary when I am unhappy. I can't get into the photo system (I don't know how the company went to great trouble to get a lot of systems, let this catalog, let that catalog, record this and that, it's useless, there are still a lot of people to record, and then the system can't get in, so I changed the recording, knowing that it was edited, let the newspaper report, wasting people and money, and then continue to complain about deception). Ha, ha, ha, I certainly can't be a Chinese teacher, otherwise I will only write a running account when I grow up with the flowers of my big motherland.

Today, I saw my grandmother pulling peanuts. Ask grandma: "How are peanuts grown?" Grandma said, "just plant peanuts in the soil and water them." It used to be easy to grow peanuts. As soon as my voice fell, I rushed to my front yard. There are several "little red dot" in the flower. I carefully covered the peanuts with soil, and my heart was full of joy.

I go to see peanuts every morning to see if they have buds. A few days later, before I got up to see it, my mother rushed over and said to me; "oh! It caused the bed and your peanuts to grow. " I flew out of bed and ran to the front yard. Wow! There are really several thick green "landing points" in the soil.

A few days later, my cuteness was peanut seedlings. They are much taller than before, with green stems and leaves, as if to stretch their heads a little longer and look at the outside world. At night, I dreamed that my little peanut seedlings were growing sturdily. Finally my grandmother pulled it up and cooked it.

I learned a truth from it-only by constantly giving and sowing hope can people live a fuller and happier life. I want to be a full, happy and idealistic person.

Diary composition 300 words 4 The weather has been very stable recently, with no rain, sunny and sunny.

Get up in a hurry with the sound of an alarm clock in the morning, and there is no time to eat breakfast at all. The bus and subway are crowded with people, some full of energy and some sleepy. I am the most sleepy person in that crowd, but sometimes when I see the sunshine and have a seat, I will listen to a song and watch the scenery along the way. This road is too familiar. The overpass is always full of bright flowers, but I can't find anyone to share it with, but I'm not upset at all. I can still harvest some happiness and pile it in my heart, waiting for it to become a story, even if no one knows. I think it's really important for a person to learn to know himself, blend in with the surrounding environment and learn to think, so that trivial things in life can be ignored and he won't panic when he meets major events.

If you feel that life is dull, you must be unable to find what you like, so focus on it. There is nothing to pay attention to, just start with the daily weather conditions: sunny, rainy, cloudy, and your changes and gains. Or start to pay attention to the quality and ceremony of life. Although sometimes we can't take care of both money and material things, at least we can get some knowledge in another way. Sometimes what we need may just be a sense of solving everything, but it is often counterproductive, or it may be a blind spot of cognition, so that some things are completely busy. Although you look hard, I still don't like you.

Diary composition 300 words 5 Shushan pear blossoms, how can such a beautiful scenery be missed? Sitting in the car, looking at the pieces of red flowers scattered on the peach trees by the roadside, it really makes people feel distressed. The rape fields on the roadside are golden and dazzling, and the flowers are more gorgeous under the sunshine. -

Finally, shushan has arrived. Pushing open the car door, of course, the first thing that catches your eye is the pear flower, which is as white as snow, and the branches are dyed white, so beautiful! Flowers one after another, clumps, clusters, pieces, countless, too many to see-

I took off my glasses and shuttled through the pear blossoms. The wind rolled up pieces of pear flowers and sprinkled them. From time to time, I pass by a dancing "Liang Shanbo" and "Zhu Yingtai", which add a lot of color to the pear flower. However, at this time, I can't tell whether the white elf flying around me is a pure white butterfly or a pure white pear. I looked up in a blur, really beautiful. I seem to feel that my heart is pure white.

A seven-petal pear flower is not strong in fragrance, but when a large number of pear flowers are clustered together, the fragrance is so charming. I want to sing a big pear flower and write the most beautiful chapter in the simplest white-

I only hope that time will always be fixed at this moment, under a snow-white pear flower, with a tender face and a simple smile.

Diary composition 300 words 6 April 1, Thursday, rain

In April, on a cloudy rainy day, I knocked on my date's window sash.

As usual, walk through familiar streets, walk among unfamiliar and familiar people, and walk to your seat. Then read a book. I also began to gnaw at Mr. Lu Xun's article, which is quite difficult to understand.

Everyone is still busy. Hand in your homework, hand in your homework ...

"Monitor, you dropped your book." A naughty boy in front grinned.

Always funny but serious to remind me that I can't believe it at the moment, but I'm worried that the book that fell on the wetland is time to get dirty.

Looking down, it's just dark and wet.

I looked up at him doubtfully.

"Haha, before class, the monitor was punished." Several people laughed.

"Am I Kong Yiji too?" I can't help being confused. They were laughing at the table.

Today is April Fool's Day. Ah, I finally realized a little different atmosphere in the monotonous study life. Observe quietly, and a series of tricks are going on quietly.

It's just some childish pranks, putting things in other people's hats and putting "tails" on other people's clothes, but it's easy and happy to fool and be fooled. Laughter may not be so unforgettable, but it makes each other happy and comfortable.

Simple time, lost in bad expression, evaporated instantly.

Maybe after a long time, when we open the old diary and recall these simple and silly pleasures, we will be warm to each other in silence.

Diary composition 300 words Chapter 7 We are going to package jiaozi today and do it ourselves.

At first, we washed our hands, then went back to our seats and waited for the teacher to bring the flour. We can't wait to try it. Teacher Hu gave each of us a half flour. I picked up the flour and rounded it, then squashed it, put it in my thumb, and then kept kneading it with my other four fingers. When the dough becomes bowl-shaped, we can add pickles and bean paste, and finally wrap the edge of jiaozi with beautiful patterns. In this way, we packed a large steamer, which made my mouth water.

The cook started to light the fire, and we waited quietly for ten minutes.

We are too excited to describe it. Mr. Hu wrapped two jiaozi for each of us. I shoveled and ate it all. I still want it, and the teacher gave me two more, so that my bottomless pit was filled.

Jiaozi, eating his own bag, felt very warm in his heart. If my parents were here, they would be very excited to eat my jiaozi.

Diary composition 300 words 8 ants are afraid of mothballs.

Grandpa told me a story: According to legend, at the end of Qin Dynasty, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu fought for hegemony, and Xiang Yu was defeated by Wujiang River. One evening, Xiang Yu saw countless ants writing the word "death" outside the military account. He thought it was because God wanted me to die and I had to die, so he drew his sword and committed suicide. "Can ants write?" I don't believe it. Grandpa insisted that he believed him. How can I prove that my point of view is correct? I racked my brains to think.

I first took out an empty bottle, some honey, a writing brush and some water, and then called grandpa out and came to the wall of a clearing. I put honey and water in the bottle and my writing brush in the water. After balancing, I wrote the word "tide" in the corner. I said to my grandfather, "Grandpa, I'm ready. Soon there will be a bunch of ants here to form a' super'." I don't believe it. "Grandpa answered affirmatively. After a while, an ant climbed up and climbed back; After a while, a large group of ants crawled over and "wrote" the word "Chao" in the place I drew.

Grandpa said, "Ha, I'm right. Can ants write? Haha! " "No," I replied, "that's a trick of the strategist Sean. He did the same as me."

I added, "Because ants like sweet things, they get together to carry them. The function of ants to receive information; Mainly rely on a pair of antennae on the head to smell the changes and reflections of the surrounding environment. "

Diary composition 300 words September 3 sunny afternoon

Today, the weather is very sultry. My father suddenly proposed to go swimming in the swimming pool, but I didn't want to go. Finally, my father took me away. As soon as I got to the swimming pool, many messy voices kept echoing in my ears. I took a closer look, and the swimming pool was crowded with people. We changed our clothes and my father jumped into the shallow water first. When he jumped down, the water splashed everywhere. My father was covered in water in an instant, so I volunteered to jump down and choke a mouthful of water. Dad said, "Huang Chen, you should raise your feet a little so that you won't sink." But I can't lift it. I said, "Dad, let's buy a swimming ring." Dad said, "All right." I climbed ashore and thought, "I have to practice while Dad is away." I grabbed the shore and slowly lifted my feet. My body really floated up and I could see my feet. After a while, my father came back and said, "Huang Chen, if you wear this swimming ring, you won't sink." I tried. "Really," I cried happily and I felt very comfortable. I put my hands together to pull the water out, and my feet opened and closed for a while. Slowly, I think I can swim alone for a while. Just as I was swimming happily, suddenly a splash came and ate my nose. It was very uncomfortable, so I quickly climbed ashore.

This is my first time swimming, and I have learned a lot.