導語：日記是指用來記錄其內容的載體，作為一種文體，屬于記敘文性質的應用文。以下是小編整理小學生隨筆日記的資料，歡迎閱讀參考。

　　精選中學生隨筆英文日記1

　　Today is the weekend. In the afternoon, my father took a fish and put it in the bowl.

　　Its round eyes, gradually attracting me, I couldn't help touching it. He warily swinging, splashing, peng to me, I flustered and frustratedly find me to dad, let him pick up the fish, dad took under three under two fish, fish opened its mouth, I picked up a basin of water poured into the fish mouth, bent on revenge the opportunity came, kept swinging the tail of the fish, a piece of the suction mouth, as if in cried out to me: "eldest brother, let me, on my eighty old mother, with half of children, the family expect me to support a family, you leave me, I will turn over a new leaf to do fish later." My heart is soft.

　　The next night, at 9 o 'clock, I suddenly found the fish floating in the water. I panicked, called my parents, and started the rescue.

　　Dad rushed into the kitchen to grab a bag of fish and put it in the bag, put on his clothes and ran out, and I hurried on.

　　We drove to the six dry river and found a suitable place to put the fish, which floated down the bridge and disappeared under the bridge. I took a long breath. I closed my eyes and put my hands together and put them on my chest. Silently: amitabha, god bless you.

　　精選中學生隨筆英文日記2

　　Yesterday, the teacher said that weekend let us be a home. When I got home, I told my mom and dad about it, and they all agreed. In the evening, I set the next day at 6:50, and I hurried to bed.

　　In the morning, "ding bell... A sound of bells woke me up. I'm so sleepy that I really want to lie down and get some sleep, but I can't. Today, I'm in charge. I can only get up in a daze and go out and buy some snacks to go home, so I can call my parents and eat together. My mom and dad were so happy that they were so happy that they looked at them, and I thought to myself, it's not easy for my mom to get up so early and do so much. Then I went out to buy a live crucian carp, a bag of round and big eggs, and a small green vegetable, ready to go home to cook. I waited and waited until it was time to cook. I first washed rice, not a while, a pot of clean rice mixed with water into the rice cooker. Then, I began to wash the vegetables, I first soaked in the water soaked green vegetables, another one of the real clean up, straight wash me exhausted. But not yet, I cut up the green vegetables with a kitchen knife, and then I started the fire, poured some oil into the pan, and when the oil was hot, I quickly poured the vegetables into the pan. Only heard "bursts" 1, a few drops of oil splashed onto my hand, I am scared crying, but I still insist on living, and burn up, after a while, a bowl of green, fragrant air, green vegetables will burn well. I also made steamed crucian carp and oil braised water oat in my mother's directions. The meal, father and mother eat my cooking, all praise, I heard, in my heart.

　　Today, I became a home, understand ordinary mother's hard work. I will do something for my family in the future, so that mom can relax.

　　精選中學生隨筆英文日記3

　　I can't wait to get home from school and say, "I'm in charge tomorrow." Grandma smiled and said, "can you do it?" "No matter what you do," I said, "you can rest assured that I will take this home tomorrow." Grandma looked at me doubtfully and nodded.

　　I got up early this morning and was getting ready to take charge of the house. I was very excited. I didn't expect my grandmother to get up earlier than I did. So I chose a pumpkin pie that I thought was the simplest to eat. I took a few pumpkin pie from the refrigerator, put in a pan of oil in oil pot, open the gas burner, put a few pumpkin pie in the pot, gently put too hard because oil will splash, it is usual to see mom when burned. I picked up the spatula and cooked it carefully, turning the right side of the pumpkin pie and turning it over for fear of frying. At this time, grandmother all the strength in the living room to nag say hello no, good not, still occasionally go into the kitchen to see, let me be careful not to fry the coke. Several pumpkin cakes were sizzling in the pan, and with a coke smell, "oops!" I was scorched and saw a few black pumpkin pies, just like a few smoked black faces, staring at me as if to say, "little girl, how did you blow us up like this?" The pumpkin pie is definitely not going to eat. So I took my pocket money and went downstairs to buy some steamed buns. Breakfast was over. The next time I went to do the housework, I picked up the cleaning tool and did it seriously.

　　Only when the small half day home, let me deeply feel the family tired.