涂胶我的学校英语日记

2021年1月22日发(作者：季节)


我的学校英语日记



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篇一：我的学校英语日记



My school is advancing, this is a beautiful and lovely school.


As soon as we enter the gate, we can see two pine trees and a sweet
osmanthus tree in the center. Although they are not high, but long was
tingxiu.
As
the
two
mighty
soldiers,
protect
a
green
princess.
That
green
gives
you
a
sense
of
freshness
at
a
glance.
Especially
in
autumn,
osmanthus
blooms, and the smell of sweet scented osmanthus is everywhere.


There
are
two
teaching
buildings,
high
buildings,
snow
and
white
walls,
red tiles and bright classrooms. Every morning, we read the loud voice
from
the
classroom,
"we
love
our
motherland",
"we
are
the
flowers of our motherland". Yes, the motherland is our mother. We
need to work for her and build her in a more beautiful future. This is
our wish and our wish.


Walking
inside
is
the
inside
playground.
A
row
of
bushes
with
its
right
to
the
spring,
will
open
white
flowers,
beauty!
In
front
of
it
is
a
broad
stage with a silver flagpole standing beside it. Every Monday, we will
hold
the
flag
raising
ceremony
on
the
playground,
and
the
bright
five-star
red flag is slowly rising along with the Grand National Anthem. At this
time,
we
will
think
that
our
happy
life
is
the
revolutionary
martyrs,
and
we must cherish the happy life now.


We read in school, we struggle in schools, we grow in schools, and
teachers
who
teach
us
how
to
behave
are
teachers.
So
I
love
my
school
and
love my teacher!


篇二：我的学校英语日记



The
beauty
of
nature,
my
campus
is
more
beautiful!
Don't
believe
it, you see!


Spring, willow girl opened her eyes, and a small green bud bud. The
grass
is
stretched,
yawned,
out
of
the
mud
drilling.
The
flowers
are
eager
to
wear
their
most
beautiful
hairpins
and
compare
each
other
with
the
most
1 / 10
beautiful ones. Not only did the grass and flowers wake up, but also the
little
fish
in
the
river
woke
up,
and
the
swallow
came
back.
The
children
take
off
the
heavy
jacket,
laughter
in
this
birds'twitter
and
fragrance of flowers in the world......


In
summer,
the
cicada
called
the
summer
in
the
big
tree
near
the
pond.
The flowers and the grass in the sun is still on the kids smiling. The
leaves on the trees by the green gradually become dark green. The fish
in the pond seemed to be getting restless, jumping up and down again and
complaining
about
the
hot
sun.
Girls
very
happy,
put
on
a
brightly
coloured
dress, singing the beautiful song in the shade......


In
autumn,
the
pomegranate
trees
in
the
garden
are
full
of
numerous,
full
fruits.
The
grapes
on
the
promenade
are
also
gradually
maturing,
and
a
red
lantern
is
also
hung
on
the
persimmon
tree.
Under
the
apricot
tree,
there
are
many
shy
girls
in
yellow.
A
group
of
children
come
to
the
garden,
they
climb
more
than
one,
you
pick
a
bunch
of
grapes,
I
pick
some
pomegranates, sit on the grass and share the food and happiness...


In
winter,
the
snow
drifting
profusely
and
disorderly
falling
on
the
ground. The children's faces were frozen red, but they couldn't
stop, snowball fights, snowballs, and snowmen. Suddenly, the campus is
very lively. Every corner of the campus is full of laughter.


What about? Is my campus beautiful? You are welcome to come here to
be a guest.


篇三：我的学校英语日记



My
campus
is
very
beautiful.
If
you
go
there,
you
will
feel
wonderful.


In
the
spring,
the
plum
blossoms
in
the
plant
community
have
withered,
but
the
branches
have
sly
raised
some
new
buds,
although
they
are
not
yet
shaded, but they are very cute, like small baby teeth. Whenever class,
there will always be a lot of people gathered here, some in the pursuit
of play, some observation of small ants, some simply "green",
sometimes in the art class, the teacher will also take the students to
go there. I couldn't help thinking of this poem: "children do
not understand spring, but they still see many places."


Rumbling,
summer
is
coming.
Although
the
sun
seems
to
roast
the
earth
like a hot ball, the students are still "fighting" on the
playground,
playing
basketball,
playing
football,
running,
throwing
sandbags... And those trees have been long and luxuriant, like a huge
umbrella,
a
huge
umbrella,
"cover"
a
lot
of
shade,
so
every
time
the class, that is always full of people, the students in the game, or
2 / 10
look at comics, or chess, not happy!


Unconsciously, Qiu girl knocked on the door of the harvest season.
The pomegranate
trees
next to the building were
full of heavy fruit, and
all
of
them
cracked
their
belly
with
a
smile,
as
if
saying,
"eat
me,
eat me, I can be sweet."


Winter
came
quietly,
although
cold,
but
the
students
were
enthusiastic, listening, "squeezing oil pile", each time a
class,
this
sentence
is
full
of
the
whole
campus;
look,
piles
of
students
crowded
around
the
wall,
oh,
it
turned
out
to
be
a
pile
of
oil.
I
didn't
know when I was squeezed in...


I
love
my
campus.
The
beautiful
scenery
and
life
here
are
absolutely
worth our careful collection.


篇四：我的学校英语日记



Green
grass,
green
trees
and
heaven,
huagongyelu,
this
is
my
school,
a
full
of
green
space.
We
learn,
live
and
joyfully
spend
every
day
in
this
gorgeous world.


On
the
road
on
the
campus,
the
luxuriant
parasol
covered
the
blue
sky,
the sunshine silk Lou's passing through the green leaves, the stars
and stars fell on the ground. When the wind gently brushed out, the
stellate sunlight jumped and jumped on the ground, much like the stars
shining
deep
at
night.
The
leaves
that
have
been
washed
by
rain
have
been
more spiritual at the foot of Chinese parasol. All unbend them slender
waist,
seem
to
fall
over
each
other
to
I
admire
them
after
a
charm.
Look,
there's
a
drop
of
rain
on
the
broad
leaf,
and
it's
turning
around
the
endless
Ye
Haizhong.
Well,
for
a
long
time
have
a
central
flower
pond
rose to a bud just ready to burst? Looked up, flowers blooming, in order
to give us a good learning atmosphere, you endure wind rain turbulence
in the front!


"There
are
good
people
in
Beijing
and
the
feast
of
guests."
in
the
classroom,
we
have
heard
the
sound
of
reading
aloud,
with
the
sound
of
the
wind
blowing
through
the
trees,
and
singing
a
sound
ballad.
As
the
sound
of
the
bell
rings,
the
campus
has
also
become
lively,
laughter,
talk,
yelling for a moment, make the quiet campus hot, after the tense study,
enjoy the happy ten minutes.


West Yang school is
very
special, it is demonstrated
that it is
full
of
unknown
and
mysterious
side.
The
school
became
golden
when
the
afterglow.
The
sunset
left
the
last
moment
in
the
corner
of
the
roof,
the
side of the classroom and the playground. I admire this aspect. The new
3 / 10
discovery
will
drive
away
all
worries,
and
it
has
boundless
magic
power.


On the night with the moon, the stars sparkling, the silent school
fell asleep, only
the crickets sang
in
the grass, and
greeted the rising
of the sun.


篇五：我的学校英语日记



Our school is on the west of the cultural road.


Into
our
school,
the
art
window
is
on
the
left,
the
beautiful
and
vivid
landscape
painting
with
the
students'
doors
in
the
window,
the
vigorous
and
powerful
calligraphy,
and
the
beautiful
text.
It
is
a
small
place for the students to show their talent.


On the right is a beautiful flower bed. In the center of the flower
bed, there is a green and tall cedar, and there are many flowers around
it.
They
each
have
their
own
posture,
one
after
another:
there
are
flowering crabapple on the branches, and a unique style of flowering
crabapple. What a beautiful thing!


Looking ahead, there is a row of neat green cypress, like the green
uniforms
of
the
team
for
inspection
by.
There
is
a
sculpture
in
the
cypress
forest, a Book covered on the pedestal of the purple red marble, with a
silver
-
white
globe
on
the
earth,
and
there
are
four
golden
words
on
the
globe - "to the tomorrow."


The south is a wide playground. On the top of the playground stands
a tall flagpole. Every Monday morning, all the students in the school
gather
here
to
hold
the
solemn
flag
ceremony.
On
both
sides
is
the
trapezoidal flower bed. There are eight waking words composed of small
cypress trees: "study hard and make progress every day". It
always
urges
us
to
study
hard
and
live
up
to
our
teachers'
expectations.


Look! This is our school. Look at it.


篇六：我的学校英语日记



My school is Guihua primary school, and I want to have many lovely
days with a lovely campus.


As soon as he entered the gate, he saw a statue. Three pupils were
wearing a bright red scarf in their chest and a book in the hands of the
pupils on the left, as if he did not want to waste every minute of his
own. He wanted to get better results and never lag behind; the pupils in
the back of the school held a colorful flower in his hand. It seems to
be cheering for the school to win the championship. The middle school
pupils are holding a football in their hands, just as they are thinking
about
how
to
win
the
football
team.
On
the
left
side
of
the
gate
is
a
studio
4 / 10
and biologic garden. The biologic garden allows students to enjoy the
beauty of the blue sky leisurely and carefree. The left of the biologic
garden is our playground. There are two broad basketball courts in the
middle.
They
can
let
the
boys
play
basketball
in
their
spare
time
or
take
the cool under the basketball frame in their spare time. The basketball
court
is
surrounded
by
a
circle
of
200
meters.
It
can
let
us
exercise
the
ability to run. In the future, we can learn for the class for the class.
School is fighting for light.


On
the
right
side
of
the
gate
is
a
"mountain"
shaped
teaching
building
in
which
it
is
a
bright
and
spacious
classroom
with
clean
and dusty floors, white tables and chairs, neat rostrum, transparent
windows
open,
and
a
sunshine
into
the
classroom,
so
that
we
learn
and
grow
under
the
light
of
the
sun.
The
playground
outside
downstairs
is
surrounded by flower beds, with colorful flowers and brighter sunshine.


This is my school, a beautiful and lovely school.


篇七：我的学校英语日记



My school is Licheng District Experimental Primary School, which is
closely
related
to
the
highest
school
in
Shandong
--
Shandong
University.
On the side of the school gate was a transparent wall of roses; walking
into
the
school
door,
it
was
a
row
of
neatly
arranged
teaching
buildings;
there was a sculpture in front of it, and a few big words on the white
wall
next
to
the
sculpture
were
particularly
striking:
books
were
the
keys
to wisdom.


Look
north,
two
trees
of
Acacia
trees,
green
leaves,
green
branches,
trunk
and
its
vigorous
body.
It
gives
birth
to
the
tender
leaves
in
spring,
tender shoots. They are so cute as green, so bright as green, just as
fragile as fresh babies, fresh and tender. When summer comes, branches
and leaves become flourishing. Tender leaves turn dark green. The birds
set up their nest on it, and the butterflies rest on it; the cry of the
birds
and
the
sound
of
the
wind
blow
the
leaves
make
up
a
wonderful
piece
of music. The stripes of the butterfly and the green leaves make up a
beautiful
picture.
In
autumn,
leaves
begin
to
turn
yellow,
and
some
leaves
have
left
their
mothers'
arms.
At
this
time,
we
have
new
toys
--
leaves.
We
pick
up
all
sorts
of
strange
things
leaves,
all
sorts
of
strange
things
together
into
pictures,
indescribably
interesting.
In
winter,
chill
came
to
the
world
of
ice
and
snow.
The
trees
are
bare,
leafless
trees
also
hung
above
a
layer
of
go
with
head
high
and
chest
out,
snow.
We
heard
its
strong
voice: I will conquer the bitter cold, and I will give you more, more
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