篇五：小学生英语日记

　　Today, I went to the town gate valley with my father and mother, and we went to the town gate Valley, where the reservoirs were so great that they were surrounded by mountains, with a pavilion on it, and some small boats. People eat in boats, and many people take wedding photographs there. This place is beautiful.

　　We found a free place to take us to the barbecue stove, charcoal, meat, fish bean curd, ham sausage, spice. Dad started the stove and roasted a little. Dad let me taste the barbecue. I looked at the beauty of the town gate valley. I was happy to jump up.

　　I said, Dad, we can come to the town gate reservoir every day. I will never forget this fairy life.

　　篇六：小学生英语日记

　　Last Thursday, our school held a radio competition. We had a lot of hard work for this competition, and some other students were criticized for not following the rules. On the day of the game, I was very nervous. Before the match, I suddenly remembered that my father said he would watch our game in the window, but I looked quietly at the window and found no one, a little disappointed. We wore neat school uniforms and stood patiently waiting on the playground. After a while, I shouted slogans, and our classmates walked neatly into the field. When we were doing exercises, we all took it seriously. The game finally ended, and my heart that was about to jump out was calm again.

　　When I was having lunch, my father and I met Mr. Chen. We were all happy. The result of the competition came out. I was very glad that our class won the first prize. I like this competition. After this activity, I saw that the strength of the team is strong.

　　篇七：小学生英语日记

　　The sun was gradually sinking, and the beautiful sunset glow caught the blue sky.

　　Ah, it's a variety of colors! The sunset is sometimes red, as bright as ruby; sometimes green and green, clear and pure like the water of the Lijiang River; sometimes yellow, like beautiful plum blossoms in the branches; sometimes purple, like brilliant purple fireworks in the air.

　　The shape of the sunset changed so much that a fox swagger in front of a fox, followed by a big tiger, as if he was telling us the story of a fox, a flock of sheep, and a fierce wolf, looking at the sheep, trying to eat the lamb. Mickey Mouse, it seems to beckoning to us, inviting you to your home.

　　I can not help exclaiming: "sunset is beautiful!"