A collection of 10 practical diary compositions of 400 words
The day is coming to an end, how do you feel in your heart? Please record it carefully in your diary. Have you decided how to write in your diary? Below are 10 diary compositions of 400 words that I compiled. You are welcome to learn from them and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you.
400-word diary composition Part 1
The wind was strong and blew the rain out of the whirlpool. On the fifth floor of the building, there was a small milky white window slightly open. Heavy raindrops fell on the desk by the window, soaking a dusty diary.
There is an ordinary diary in front of the desk. Turning to the first page, there was an adult's handwriting. The writing is messy, but very beautiful. Beside the table, a little girl about three or four years old was looking at the diary with wide eyes and confusion.
This diary describes a child's day from an adult's perspective. It distorts the innocence, liveliness and naughtiness that a girl should have. The meaning of its existence is just a form to people.
There is a thick stack of diaries piled on the teacher’s desk. A teacher with white hair adjusted his glasses and hastily marked a bright red "√" on his notebook. It's not that the teacher is not serious about his work, but that the contents of the diary are indeed the same. There are no suitable comments.
Today, my mother and I went shopping for groceries. On the way home, I picked up a wallet and handed it to the police immediately. Everyone praises me as a good young man who makes a lot of money.
Adults are not allowed to read this kind of diary, because it contains comments about teachers, dissatisfaction with parents, admiration for "Slam Dunk Master", and yearning for Zhang Xinzhe.
Cen's pocket diary is often kept in his coat pocket, which records people's thoughts under the blue sky. It records every tiny detail and movement of different things.
The rain stopped, and the sun showed its fiery red face from the clouds. The diary on the table has been washed away by the rain and shines like a star. Before long, someone will continue to write this colorful diary. Diary composition of 400 words, Part 2
A long time ago, there was a harmonious family in the garden - the vegetable family. There are many tribes in the vegetable family, and the vegetables in each tribe help each other, sharing blessings and suffering together.
But the good times did not last long. At the vegetable conference, they discussed who was the most nutritious, and they had a dispute because of a disagreement. The vegetables refused to give in, intensifying the fight, and finally evolved into a steady stream of battles...
During the war, tens of thousands of vegetables were slaughtered, murdered, and assassinated every day... The vegetables lived in dire straits. life.
One day, two vegetables from different tribes met. They immediately raised their heads and looked at the sky, unwilling to look at each other. Therefore, looking up at the sky has become a habit for vegetables.
The sky was angry. He didn’t want to be stared at by the vegetables, and he hated their fights, so he lost his temper, sent floods, droughts, and pests everywhere... The vegetables lived in extreme panic. years.
The vegetables can’t stand it! They don't want to live like this. The abundance of vegetables made a sound of protest. Aunt Qingcai said: "Let's not fight anymore, no one can survive like this!" Grandpa Corn said: "Children, we can't survive like this! Stop fighting!" The Luffa Warrior nodded: "Yes, let's fight. We are all tired of fighting!" Balsam pear military doctor said angrily: "Well, the number of wounded is not caused by the war!" The militant vegetable elements had no choice but to lower their heads. From then on, the vegetables returned to their habit of looking straight and humble, the war was extinguished, and the tranquility of the past returned to the countryside.
The sky finally smiled, and the fiery red sun shone on the earth with its warm sunshine. The vegetable world was full of vitality, and the wonderful vegetable life began again! Diary composition of 400 words, Part 3
Because of my lack of experience, my mung beans unfortunately died on a piece of barren soil, so the substitute black bean "boy" made a grand debut. I first found my "strategist" father and asked him which piece of soil was best for growing mung beans? Dad pointed at the soil in the plastic foam box on the balcony. I was dubious: Is this soil fertile? Don’t let my seed “warriors” sacrifice anymore. I finally planted it, but watered it a little more.
Because the book says that you cannot water plants at noon, otherwise they will die from cold or heat, so I have never dared to give them rich nectar at noon, and this, that one..., There are so many tips for growing plants!
In order to serve Young Master Hei, I, as a "servant", am really busy. Now I am watering, now I am killing insects, and now I am fertilizing. At the end of the day, I am not tired!
For a period of time in the summer, mosquitoes were rampant. I drove away the blood-sucking "thieves" at one time, and pinched away the meat-eating "robbers" at other times. It made me fall asleep due to the fatigue of taking care of "Master Black" every day.
In autumn, I still repeat the monotonous work of protecting beans as always. However, that damn little black bean still doesn’t pay me my “salary”. I silently recited in my heart: Little black bean! Little black bean! When will you mature? Little black bean! Little black bean! When will you let my hard work pay off?
Winter is here in a blink of an eye. I am afraid that the little black bud will be frozen, so I specially added a piece of warm "clothes" for it - deliberately letting the soil bury a little of its body, but it didn't do anything at all. I appreciated it and secretly grew a lot taller.
Little black bean! Little black bean! You are such a naughty person! Diary Composition 400 Words Part 4
Cloudy turned sunny on Thursday, July 3
This afternoon the sun was shining and the weather was very good. Ren Yujie and I were rushing to school to see the space plants. We arrived. School, I think, in movies, aliens from alien planets usually have magical powers. So, in reality, will seeds from space also have magical vitality? I was full of expectations...
When I came to the plantation, I was extremely surprised! Shennong No. 1 hot pepper, Yujiao No. 1 sweet pepper, Yupan No. 1 tomato, and Yupan No. 2 tomato all sprouted from the ground. The buds of Shennong No. 1 hot pepper have grown to about 6 centimeters, and they are still there. It braved its head vigorously, as if it felt that it did not know enough about the outside world. Yanhangyou No. 3 cucumber is the best among space seeds. The cucumbers grow well, green, straight, and very long. In a few days No, the cucumbers growing underneath are all yellow and are about to become seeds. Shennong No. 1 sharp pepper and Yujiao No. 1 sweet pepper are both quite good, so they should be ranked second! The branches and leaves are covered with small green pepper "dolls", which can be regarded as earning some light for the space seeds!
I think: Experts have said that the characteristics of space plants, such as strong growth, large stem bones, early maturity of products, and abundant fruits, are probably reflected! I wanted to pick one and try it. The teacher seemed to see through my mind and said, "Would you like to pick one?" I also thought about experts saying that space seeds have withstood radiation in space. I thought, if I eat it, it won't work. It will radiate in the stomach! Today's "investigation" has been completed. I think I will grow up quickly and uncover the mystery of whether there is radiation. Diary Composition 400 Words Part 5
Today at noon, my mother and I were eating. I accidentally knocked down the soup when I was picking up the vegetables. My mother was very angry when she saw it and scolded her casually. After saying a few words to me, I think my mother knew that I was afraid of her, so she still scolded me. After hearing this, I was very angry and wanted to run away from home. However, I also thought that if I ran away from home, not only would I have no food to eat, I would not even have clothes to wear, and my mother would be very anxious and worried. So I gave up the idea and didn't run away from home, but I still couldn't figure it out, so I started to get sulky too, and my mother was sulking just like me. We both sat in different places when eating, and I sat at the dining table. I ate on the chair next to me, while my mother sat on the balcony of the living room to eat. My mother angrily only drank a bowl of soup and then went to wash her own bowl. But unlike my mother, I finished the soup. , and then went to get some food. This was because I wanted to avoid eating the vegetables cooked by my mother. When I was about to get kimchi to eat, my mother said, "There are vegetables here but I don't want to eat them. I want to eat kimchi." I heard my mother's angry tone. , I didn’t get the kimchi, but immersed myself in eating the vegetables cooked by my mother. Finally, I finally finished the meal and was almost in tears.
In order not to make my mother angry, I took the initiative to clear the dishes on the table. I think I will have to be careful about the position of the dishes and soup bowls on the table when I eat in the future. Don’t make your mother angry anymore, and be a sensible and obedient child. 400-word diary composition Part 6
Yesterday I accidentally discovered the days I wrote when I was very young. Looking at those crooked words and those trivial things, I couldn’t help but laugh "haha", but when I calm down After thinking about it, I suddenly realized that I had grown up.
December 25th, Xiaoxue, a happy day
Today is Christmas, and it is also a happy day, because today I saw a very big doll beside the bed. This must have been given to me by my parents. I am so happy today!
December 25th, cloudy, unhappy
Hey, I am entering fourth grade, and there is a lot of homework! Today is Christmas. Although my parents also bought me gifts, they didn’t put them by my side when I got up. Maybe they don’t like me as before... Recently, they also ask me to do my homework as soon as I get home. I talk about studying and studying, maybe they really don’t like me anymore...
December 25th, heavy snow, happy Christmas
Christmas is here again! My parents still bought me gifts and they were very happy. I am in my second year of junior high school. Although they still ask me to study and study, I can already understand them. Studying is for the sake of my future and destiny. As long as I think about it, studying seems to be a relaxed and happy thing.
I have grown up. I have grown from a silly and ignorant child to a well-behaved and sensible girl. I have grown from being unable to understand my parents’ painstaking efforts to being able to fully understand their parents’ intentions.
I have really grown up! In the beach of memory, the shining little shells together form four big words - I have grown up! Diary composition of 400 words, Part 7
February 11th Rain
This morning, I sat on the chair and started writing the composition as soon as I got up. I thought: "My brother will be here soon. If I finish it first, my mother will let me play with him!" But who knew that diary is difficult, I wrote page after page, six pages in one ***, The writing made me dizzy and my eyes were filled with stars. My mother helped me correct it and asked me to copy it. I was frightened to death, but I didn't dare to be slow, because if I were slow, I would have to eat "shaobing" again.
After just copying a few words, my brother came. My mother said: "Why are you so slow?" I replied plausibly and confidently: "I wrote six pages! It's too many!" My mother was furious and said angrily: "You still dare to talk back, I will punish you." You can only eat after you finish writing!" I had no choice but to eat Coptis chinensis because I couldn't tell the story of my suffering!
In the afternoon, my uncle said he would take us to skate on real ice. I was very happy. I rushed out of the door and when I got to the skating rink, I fell as soon as I got in. Later, I skated faster and faster, and the skater got better and better. Gradually, our physical strength could no longer hold on. So, my uncle took us to eat KFC. Mom said I was fat and couldn't eat much. My uncle bought me a portion of Chicken Popsicles and a Coca-Cola. While I was eating, my mother was attracted by the smell of chicken popcorn and begged me to give her one. When I refused, she said I was a cheapskate. I was helpless by her, so I had to give her the smallest one. I was drinking Coke, but after just a few sips, I couldn't drink it anymore. So, I opened the lid and accidentally splashed the water from the tube on my face. My mother called me a "drowned rat" and everyone laughed.
Today is really a tiring and happy day. , Spring Festival Diary 2 Composition 500 words Diary composition 400 words Part 8
The wonderful summer vacation is almost over. I not only read and write blogs, but also learned calligraphy in a calligraphy class.
The calligraphy teacher’s surname is Feng, and he is not too tall. The small eyes are very bright and the face is dark. I wonder if the teacher’s face is darkened because he often writes and writes? I have no idea. But I know that Teacher Feng can write well and draw various paintings. I'm envious.
The calligraphy class officially started on July 5th. Teacher Feng first gave me several fonts to write in, one for each type, and asked me to write accordingly. After I finished writing, the teacher looked at it and said, "You are suitable for writing official script."
At the beginning, I couldn't even hold the brush well, and the words I wrote looked like "caterpillars." However, Teacher Feng still praised me and said that I dared to write boldly. Heck, the calligraphy class lasted half a day, and the calligraphy class lasted several hours. At the beginning, I was so tired that my legs were sore, but every time I heard the teacher's praise, I completely forgot about the feeling of tiredness.
After a few days, the teacher said that I was suitable to write the Cao Quan Monument. So he gave me a copybook of "Cao Quan Stele" and started teaching me about Cao Quan Stele.
Slowly I fell in love with calligraphy.
As soon as I got the brush, I felt like I was flying, I was so happy. The teacher always praises my handwriting improvement. I feel elated and write more energetically.
In this way, the calligraphy class for more than a month ended, and I wrote a full 90 pages of calligraphy. I'm also obsessed with calligraphy. I asked my mother to enroll me in a year-round class and continue to learn from the teacher.
Through taking calligraphy classes, I understand that hard work will lead to rewards. Those beautiful calligraphy are all earned with time and sweat. I will cherish every time I study and strive to write calligraphy like Teacher Feng as soon as possible. Diary composition of 400 words, Part 9
Yesterday, it snowed. Sometimes, it's like white raindrops, scattering densely; sometimes, it's like scattered dandelions, flying one after another; sometimes, it's like broken beads, pattering. For the first time since I can remember, I observed the snow so carefully. I stood at the window and saw a figure clearing snow outside. Who was he? who is he?
"Mom, Dad, come and look. There is a 'snowman' outside the window. Who is he?" "Oh, let me see." Mom came over and took a look, and she said: "Hey, It's the guy downstairs who likes to pick up trash. "What? Did you see clearly? Why is this person sweeping the snow?" "He must be doing it to prevent the road from freezing tomorrow." It's a good thing, it saves everyone from slipping." "Oh, this man wears dirty clothes every day. I walked by him and thought he smelled bad. I didn't expect him to be clean?" "Well, don't say that to others. , he may not pay much attention to personal hygiene, but he is kind-hearted. You see, he is doing good things for everyone now. He is sweeping the snow while the snow is falling. After a while, his clothes are covered with a layer of white Jacket. We should thank him!” “Then I’ll go down and thank him!” “Next time, you’d better do your homework and thank him later.”
Early this morning, I walked on the path in front of my door. The swept road was not slippery at all, but it became a bit slippery when I walked to the snowy area in front. Involuntarily, I thought of him again. Who is he? who is he? I want to thank him! 400-word diary essay 10
In the early morning, a whistle woke up the students who were sleeping sweetly. Everyone jumped into the boat, quickly put on their military uniforms, washed up and quickly walked to the front of the auditorium to gather. Military training life has begun again...
After training for a while, it was time for breakfast. Everyone lined up to enter the restaurant. Today's breakfast was so rich! There are sesame balls, porridge, eggs, and shredded radish, which seem to be our favorites. All the students ate with gusto. After eating, they took the bowls to wash themselves. This is really a bit difficult for us delicate girls who have to stretch out their hands for clothes and open their mouths for food, but we still try. I tried to do it, but I didn’t expect it to be quite good.
In the morning, we learned the song "Unity is Strength" again. "Unity is strength, unity is..." The song echoed on the training ground, forming a beautiful symphony with the training slogans.
Unknowingly, it was noon. Everyone lined up and gathered in front of the auditorium in an orderly manner to prepare for dinner. After entering the auditorium, everyone immediately started using their chopsticks unceremoniously... . After training all morning, I felt really hungry! In the dormitory, some of the girls read books, some wrote diaries of soldiers, and they discussed a few words from time to time. Sometimes they looked sad, sometimes they looked like they had enlightenment... In this way, the afternoon passed.
After a while, the whistle sounded again, and we started training again. Sweat was pouring on the training ground, and the soles of our feet were burning, but the students gritted their teeth one by one and did not say a word. Our beloved Instructor Chen's voice is a little hoarse, but he still persists and keeps working hard. We are moved and admired by such dedicated Instructor Chen...
At night, the lights are turned off, and the students are all Entering sleep, everyone has a sweet smile on their face, waiting for the arrival of another dawn... ;