日記可以是我們的心情隨筆，也可以是記錄我們每天發生的事情。下面小編帶來的是二年級小學生英語日記，希望對你有所幫助！

　　二年級小學生英語日記1

　　Expectation is a kind of waiting, and it is also a kind of invisible loss. Perhaps, a person's life is to constantly face calmly, and then grow up, with my indifferent attitude.

　　The heart of childhood is full of anticipation and dream, and time is like a snake, which engulf all that belongs to me, but I still grow up, still look forward to, in this way, the result of expectation is like a cloud, sometimes gentle, sometimes transparent, and sometimes heavy.

　　I think life needs this colorful color, like a landscape painting, the monotonous pigment is just a dry picture, which is just the dry season. So, looking forward to growing up, looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to the future, looking forward to a different I, every day I am looking forward to, and in the expectation of tearing down a calendar, throw away, watching it fall from the window, all over the sky. It is another year when they are gathered together or picked up.

　　Another year's birthday, there is no blessing, no care, no banquet, gifts just ripped the calendar for a year, slowly, but forgot to count the day. Or, I do not need to pay attention to those lost days, and do not have to count the days. But this is my growth after all. I have to keep watching the broken calendar fall into the air, yellowing with memory.

　　二年級小學生英語日記2

　　It's very hot today, but I still wear long sleeved shirt because I caught a cold. Now I am in the flu season. I know around me, one, two, three, flu! I can't help thinking that swine flu is prevalent abroad. What are we talking about? This is really a very boring problem. Anyway, we can never be listed as avian flu, otherwise it would have been isolated.

　　It's really boring. It's been a very hot day today, and I've been through my head all day. Unexpectedly, I threw a heavy bomb at the old class at night. Originally, I would like to take an inspection tour of the old class tonight. Everyone is very quiet, but we can hardly get the temptation of sleeping. After a full sleep, the spirit is full of energy, and naturally begins to "struggle".

　　At that time I was learning, and I felt something wrong. I looked around with my eyes carefully: the old class was approaching me in the direction, and my vigilance suddenly soared. False alarm, originally, the old class wanted me to participate in the competition. I heard the scalp numb and murmured her voice to avoid the contest. My reason is also very legitimate, because the time of examination is indeed clashed with the time of missed lessons. I was silent when the title of my head gleamed and the old class was strong. The old class was so crisp that he took my pen directly and signed my name on the two brush.

　　Well, I knew the protest was invalid! My heart began to agitated at the thought of the two examinations coming - the monthly exam and the awful competition.