Miss my sister's diary for 400 words.

Time flies like a horse, and a day has passed. what do you think? It's time to settle down and keep a diary. Is it impossible to write without a clue? The following is a 400-word diary of my sister's thoughts. Welcome to share.

Miss my sister's diary 400 words 1 sitting alone in front of the windowsill, the gloomy sky seems to be dripping, and birds fly back to their nests in pairs. Soon, it began to rain in Mao Mao. The leaves are swaying slightly. It seems that the wind is coming, with the freshness of the soil. Through every window, the smell of the earth is transmitted to everyone who is lonely. I miss my sister who is far away from home. I only hope that the wind mixed with soil will bring my thoughts to her in the distance.

Life is full of joys and sorrows. The summer vacation is over, which means that my sister will go back to her hometown to go to school. Two months together made it hard for me to accept the fact that my sister was leaving. I waited for a while and then looked at her silently, quietly watching her pack her bags, until she dragged her luggage out of my sight slowly, and then cried.

She always smiles and says to me, "Although you are so reluctant to part with me now, you won't even talk to me after a few days. You may not even answer me when I talk to you. " Although it was just my sister's casual joke, it made me realize that I had neglected my sister before. When chatting with her, I often reply to her, such as Oh, I see, and so on. Maybe I didn't realize how upset she was when I replied to her like this.

Looking at the empty room, it seems that her smell still remains in every corner. There are three or four pieces of her clothes, the pillow she slept in and her hair fragrance in the closet.

All this, all this, makes me have to think about my sister.

The rain stopped, but my thoughts about my sister never stopped.

Miss my sister's diary 400 words 2 When my thoughts condense into a string of crystal amber, do you miss me in the distance?

My sister goes to Feng Ming High School and comes back only once every two weeks. Every time I look at her back, my nose is sour and tears are falling. I remembered the past scenes: at night, we were lying in bed, telling each other's unhappiness and comforting each other's hearts; Every time she sees me smile, she is also very happy. When she goes to Tongxiang to walk across the street, she always holds my hand tightly for fear that I will lose it. Every time she meets something good, she will never forget to come back and share it with me ... This scene always ripples in my heart and beats all the time. As soon as I arrive at the weekend, I think of her innocent face, and there is a trace of joy in sadness. I am sad because I think of her again; I am happy, because time always goes by unconsciously, and I will see her again soon.

Every day after school, I will move a chair and sit on the balcony alone, giggling because I miss her. In these countless years, I am like a thin hair, and I will never leave her. I am like a smile on my lips, and I have spent countless days and nights with her. I am like a layer of skin, always feeling her heartbeat, and I am like one of her fingers, staying up late with her. ...

My mind has condensed into a crystal amber, hanging on her chest, in her hands, in her heart ... I will never be separated from her until the end of time. ...

Miss my sister's diary 400 words Sister 3, we miss you so much!

One, two, three ... I stood in front of the calendar, counting carefully how many days my sister will be back. After my mother died, my sister began to work in order to share the burden of the family. Due to work reasons, my sister goes home less and less, and the phone calls are less and less, and my grandmother has more and more worries.

Every time I come home from school, my grandmother will ask me, "Did your sister call you this week?" I'm staying at my aunt's house where I teach at school. ) I often don't know how to answer grandma's questions. That time when I was doing my homework, grandma asked me this question again. I was silent for a while and told her, "No."Grandma snorted discontentedly and said, "Now I have a job. When I grow up, I will ignore my family. " Although grandma said so, I know grandma is worried about her sister. I comforted her: "She is just an intern now, and her work must be very busy. It would be nice if she were free after a while. " Grandma didn't speak. I silently thought to myself: when my sister comes back, I must talk to her about this problem and let her contact her grandmother more.

After the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, my sister finally came back. Grandma and my sister are cooking in the kitchen. I went in to find my sister and wanted to talk to her about the last time grandma complained to me about not coming home for too long. I was about to speak when I found her dark circles. I asked her what happened, and she smiled and said, "I worked overtime for three days in order to come back for the holiday." I get up at five in the morning and get off work after ten in the evening. " I suddenly felt sorry for her, and all I wanted to say to her was on my lips.

At night, my sister stood in front of the mirror, looked at her bloodshot eyes and said, "I think my dark circles are as heavy as pandas." I smiled and responded to her: "Maybe you can surpass the giant panda." My sister suddenly turned around and she frowned. He pouted slightly and said, "Why didn't you comfort me and hit me?" I followed her instructions, comforted her a few words, and swallowed grandma's complaints back.

On the day my sister went back to work in Wuhan, I remembered grandma's complaint again. I really want to say to my sister: Come back more when you have time, call grandma more and chat with her more. "But I think of her bloodshot eyes and her face, which I know I didn't have a good rest. I don't know how to speak. Faced with grandma's complaints, I can only comfort her and tell her to be considerate of her sister. She is busy with her work.

Sister, in fact, I also complained that you often don't go home. People who used to meet every day are hard to meet now. When I am wronged, sad and happy, I can only tell you through my mobile phone. You can only hear voices, but you can't see people. In fact, it is also a kind of torture for me.

I really want to say to you, "Sister, go home more often. We miss you so much."

I miss my sister's diary. Every time I come back, I am covered in sweat, and my clothes are covered with stains. Sometimes she sees cuts and injuries on her arms or legs, and sometimes her face is black. Like boys, she never pays attention to appearance like normal girls. She is very bold and unrestrained, and she is more generous than most boys. She is my sister, my French sister.

We haven't seen each other for about five years. I remember that she came five years ago and was an athlete. Boys of the same age may not be comparable to her. I remember that summer vacation five years ago, she wore a white vest like a boy and a pair of knee-length gray shorts almost every day, unlike other girls who asked her mother to dress up beautifully in summer, wearing flowered skirts, beautiful shoes and various hairstyles, and not wearing exquisite hairpins.

She also dragged me to exercise every day. During that time, I really fell in love with sports, and even my physique, which was often sick, was much better. At the age of eight, she can swim in various ways in the swimming pool. She can swim a long distance in one breath. She held her breath and I changed my breath. Her swimming is beautiful, unlike my stiff movements, and sometimes I forget my movements. Some people will stop to watch their sister swim and even imitate her. On the basketball court (indoors), her physical strength seems inexhaustible. Although it is indoors, it is still very hot in summer. Many boys who want to compete with her will sweat after playing with her for more than ten minutes, and their physical strength can't stand it. Although she sweats a lot, her breathing is still the same as before. This is true of table tennis and volleyball. She is even good at badminton.

I hope she will return to China as soon as possible, take me back, teach me sports and watch her leave an enviable figure in various sports venues. ...

Miss my sister's diary, 400 words, 5 alas! It's another cloudy and sunny Monday. Darkness is because I want to change my seat, and sunshine is because I am on duty.

"Students, get ready to change seats quickly." The teacher said loudly on the platform. "ah! Don't. " I frown and complain, because I'm definitely leaving my sister today. We were very happy when we sat together a few weeks ago. I asked her questions I couldn't ask, and she asked me questions she couldn't ask. But now we have to part. This world is really cruel! However, in the face of all this, I can't save it!

"Ok, the third row starts to go back, and then switch left and right." The teacher said. My deskmate and I came to the last row carrying schoolbags, and my sister and deskmate stood behind us. I look back from time to time for fear that my sister will leave unconsciously. "Viann, Zhang Xuanhao, you sit in the third row of the second largest group." I was so anxious that I couldn't sit still in the back, and my face was very sad. I really hope my sister can stay. I also saw nostalgia and disappointment in my sister's eyes, and my sister left helplessly. My hand stretched out in the direction of my sister's departure, trying to hold her, but she had already gone away.

At the moment, although the weather is sunny outside, my mood is like a downpour, and darkness covers my heart. Sister, when can we sit together again?

My sister is ten years older than me. She has long hair and beautiful eyes. She is a beautiful girl. She dropped out of junior high school because her family was poor. My sister got married when I was in grade one, and then I went out to work with my brother-in-law. My sister hasn't come back for more than three years since I went out to work. My father and I have no idea how much we miss her.

Although she often sends money to her family, money can't replace family affection, nor can it replace our thoughts about him; Although he will call me back every few days to say hello, let me study hard and let my father pay more attention to his health, it is not enough to communicate with each other on the phone. Now, our family is getting richer and richer, with clothes and food, but we lack a feeling, a feeling between relatives.

There is a song that sings very well: "Take it to the hospital with a smile, and often go home with the children ..." I think the mood of the person who wrote this lyric was the same as that of me now.

I miss my sister very much. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. I'm afraid this expectation will last forever. I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll go with time at once, and finally I'll never come back. I'll go with time with what I've been looking forward to all my life, but I firmly believe that the expectation will come true one day.

Sister, do you know I'm waiting for you to come back?