My one-day composition

My day, most of the time, is a dull day, sometimes very happy, sometimes very depressed. Below, I will share five compositions on the topic of "My Day" for your reference.

My day's composition 1

When I wake up every morning, I can only use one word to describe it: "Busy", even Sunday is no exception.

Early this morning, I was too lazy to lie on a soft bed. My mother said to me gently, get up, lazy boy. I have a martial arts class this morning. "Yes, I have to go to a martial arts class. After listening to my mother's words, I sat up like a spring, dressed quickly, brushed my teeth, ate my meal, picked up my schoolbag and ran to the bus stop.

When I arrived at the bus stop, I was anxious to see it, but I couldn't see the arrival of the No.7 bus. It was almost eight o'clock by my watch and the bus hadn't arrived yet. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. At 8: 20, the bus finally wobbled in my expectation, and I ran to the bus like a fly. Although the teacher didn't criticize me this time, I still feel embarrassed. Practicing martial arts is still very hard. I'm going to stand on my feet for half an hour and squat for an hour, making my back ache and I'm sweating.

At noon, I want to lie in bed and have a good sleep, but my mother says, get up and do my art homework. "Art homework? By the way, the teacher asked us to go home and draw a picture and hand it in tomorrow. In order to paint, I have to give up the chance to sleep. I took out the paint, spread a piece of paper on the table, drew a sketch first, and then drew it. As if all crayons were on call, I soon drew a beautiful landscape. I took a long breath and finally relaxed.

When I got home from art class, the night had fallen. I slept in bed for a while after supper. In my dream, Chinese, math and English textbooks all turned into smiling faces and came at me. I also said, "Grab me, grab me, and don't abandon me." I was so scared that I fell asleep. Only then did I realize that my homework had not been finished, so I quickly wrote it and wrote it until late at night.

I am very busy this day. I hope I have a happy Sunday. I want to pick wild flowers in the mountains, touch fish and shrimp in the river and have a good time.

My day composition 2

Early in the morning, a new day began, but I got up sleepy, washed and dressed-today is Monday, and I have to go to school.

To be honest, I don't want to go to school. I just want to stay at home, eat, drink and sleep. But no, I have to go!

After entering the school gate, there is a lot of pressure after class. Why? Too much homework, too strict teachers, and other unspeakable pressures. What is this? I don't know, it doesn't make sense!

There is no morning self-study on Monday, and everything else is as usual. There are some different things. During my lunch break, I was hit on the way into the teaching building to get a glass of water because I was thirsty-a sudden mineral water bottle hit my face. For a time, there was no pain, only grievances and depression came to mind. But I cried and covered my face-so as not to be seen. It doesn't matter if someone cares about me. I adjusted my mood, stopped the tears that were about to flow out, calmed my pounding heart, took the cup and left. Without saying a word, I was as numb as a walking corpse. It may be exaggerated, but that's how it felt at the time.

Come to my senses, I'm already in the dormitory. Different from the past, I didn't say hello to anyone, ran directly to my bed, took off my shoes and lay down. A series of movements were clean and neat, and many people didn't react.

After getting up, I returned to my original appearance. I haven't thought about why my mood is like that. Perhaps feelings, like the flow of water, are constantly changing.

I don't like studying at night either. You can see the sunset, the sky is golden and warm, and it feels a little relaxed. I study Chinese at night, and everything is fine. Everything is what I like.

One day will pass, and one day's fatigue will be exhausted.

The night is really a sentimental moment. A group of people get together to talk about the troubles of the day and some gossip. They won't do that problem, whether they are sleepy in class, how much food they eat, how much sleep they sleep ... talk to them for a while, and nothing will bother them.

Nice day. Just be happy.

My day composition 3

Today is really a very sad day for me. I was going to go out and print the test paper in the morning, but it rained heavily in the morning. Finally, the rain stopped. When I was about to go out, I told myself that I must take my key with me, or once the door was locked, I couldn't go back to my room. Although I said so, when I closed the door, I suddenly found that I forgot my key again.

I was so confused that I left my keys in the living room. At that time, I will print out the test paper first, and then come back to see if I can get into the house. It took me about half an hour to get to the print shop. But what I didn't expect was that today's printing shop closed ahead of schedule. I was very angry when I saw the closed printing shop. I felt that today was definitely a very bad day for me. When I got home, the door was closed. I thought for a long time before I thought of a better way. Because I live in the countryside, the fence in front of my house is not very high. A small tree was planted nearby, so I climbed up along it and turned it into my home.

I used to turn over the books when I met this situation, but today I don't know what happened and something happened again. That is, when I climbed into the house from the tree, I didn't fall off when I landed. I let myself fall. I scraped my knee. Fortunately, I had some iodine and cotton swabs at home, so I had to disinfect it with iodine first. Later, I slept on the sofa because I felt old when I went out, but I woke up and found my forehead a little hot. I took out my thermometer and found that I had a high fever. When mom and dad came back, they saw me like this and took me to the hospital for treatment. Today is a terrible day for me.

My Day Composition 4

There are many days in a person's life. In these days, you can choose vigorous, of course, more people choose ordinary, just like me.

My day is very simple, even boring: I wake up by the alarm clock every day, go out to school early, go home with the light on after more than nine hours, and then eat and sleep-this is my day.

But unexpectedly, such a day lasted for hundreds of days and was completely reversed.

It was early spring. I got up early before the sun came out. It rained lightly last night. The air is humid, but fresh, like a big forest. As usual, I left home as soon as the morning glow appeared in the East. This morning is very different. Some diligent migratory birds came from the south, singing softly and flying lightly over my head.

I began to notice something, something I had never noticed. I found that I didn't know when the winter jasmine had already bloomed. Clusters of flowers look like smiling faces. Some flowers, such as pear blossoms and peach blossoms, are also in bloom, but more are still in bud, as if they still know how to be shy. I was fascinated by it, as if I had entered a dream and lost track of time.

It was not until a classmate caught up with me and woke me up that I quickened my pace. When I arrived at school, I was probably in a good mood in the morning, so I mastered all the courses in class and even had an "impulse" to continue reviewing. That is, on that day, I summed up my own set of learning methods and found the fun of learning.

It may be a coincidence that when I came home from school, the birds on my roof flew again, as if welcoming me. I looked west, and there were patches of flaming clouds, which were beautiful. It turned out that the cloudy days two days ago, coupled with my carelessness, had ignored these beautiful scenery.

I went to bed early that night. After lying down, I couldn't sleep for a long time, and suddenly woke up: Originally, beauty was around me, but I didn't find it.

This is my ordinary but special day.

My Day Composition 5

When the alarm clock rang in the morning, I opened my eyes and the day began.

Today's day is full of expectations, because my parents told me yesterday that they would take me to the park today.

After breakfast, my parents took me to the park to play. Dad drives, mom sits in the co-pilot, and I sit in the back seat alone. Along the way, I asked my parents which places in this park have the best scenery. As for my chatter all the way, the most things my parents said to me were that you would know when you went. I was silent after the inquiry was fruitless.

At the gate of the park, after mom and dad bought the tickets, we entered the park smoothly. At this time, my mother took out her favorite camera and took pictures bit by bit.

When we arrived at the flower sea in the corner of the park, my eyes widened instantly, and then I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, this flower sea is so beautiful." My parents held my hand, and when I was surprised, they smiled tacitly.

"Come on, let me take a picture of you." Mom let go of my hand and picked up her camera. I saw my mother taking pictures of my father and me. I quickly took out a small mirror from my bag and took a picture. Dad smiled instantly when he saw me like this. Dad's laughter attracted many people's attention, and I was thick-skinned and dying. So I strolled to my father and said, I want my father to stop laughing. Unexpectedly, not far away, I was photographed with a click. Seeing me looking over, my mother raised her camera and smiled proudly at me. Apparently, my mother filmed me like that. "No, no, I want to take a new photo!" I am in a hurry. I wasn't ready just now. "Very good." Mother answered several times in succession.

On this day, my mother took many photos for me. I have all kinds of expressions in the photo. Today is a very happy day.