Classic Prose Diary Example 10
The day is coming to an end, what are the feelings in your mind? It is time to write a serious diary for this purpose. How to write a diary is appropriate? Here are 10 classic prose diary entries that I have collected for you.
Classic Prose Diary Part 1
Diary that I don't want to touch
Like a gaunt curtain
Separated
Outdoor winds, acacia, cow dung
Inside the house, warmth, fireplace, debauched poems
The title page embedded in the half of the heart
Seems to be beating
Only temperature, but lifeless
At 23:30 at night, the curtain finally opened:
The gusty winds rocked the acacia
and completely swept away the loosely-dried cow dung
The roaring fire caressed the hotly-loved words
and warmed up the nearly-stopped,
heartbeat
The Caribbean winds slammed open the windows
and blew apart the
Frozen the fire
Scouring the pages of the book of poems
What is it looking for?
A few seconds later
Taking with it the words that were still warm
- "Sleepless Tonight"
The windows were open all night
The curtains were shattered
And I counted to four o'clock in the morning. It seems that I know everything, and it seems that everything is so confusing to me. I'm not sure if I've ever been in the world before, but I'm not sure if I've ever been in the world before.
I don't know whether I understand it or not. I don't know whether I care or not. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this.
All said, not so simple. I seem to understand that everything is not just as simple as what you see on the surface. So, we should learn to pretend. Pretend not to care, do not care about other people's opinions about you, do not care about other people's so-called dignity of the so-called insults, do not care about other people intentionally or unintentionally on your verbal injury, do not care about just a piece of advice or suggestions, do not care about everything, just a little bit of self-worth things again and again to insist. Perhaps, letting go, will gain a lot. At least do not need to be in the face.
I was optimistic, as I laugh every day. However, when I am tired, I would like to indulge myself regardless of everything. But, it seems, there is no space and freedom for me! Could it be that I don't belong to this time and space? Oh, well, I'm a Martian, speaking a Mercurian language that Martians don't understand and Earthlings don't understand. I am close to the sun, so I have a hot blood, or rather, a hot water!
Suddenly, just so suddenly physically and mentally exhausted, so want to go home, looking for mom. When tired, mom will give me a lot of invisible strength. I always say, I will live for my mom to live well, live well!
Poor parents! Mom also has a mom, mom is not also tired? Mom to mom's mom is not an infinite attachment? Mother's love is great! Selfless! And we are selfish! Selfish to "come when called, come when"!
In this world, there are very few people who are true to themselves - parents, brothers, and those who are ready to spend their lives with the other half. But who will really stay with them? The fact that there are so many people in the world who are not in the same boat as the rest of the world is not a good sign that they are not in the same boat. Is it just a joke? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty!
I am very serious about my life! So, I will relax and live well!
Live! Some people live, he is dead; some people die, he is still alive! But in the end, in this world, it is good to be alive. That is a solace, an excuse, a virtue! As long as you live, you can do what you want, to love and to be loved! Only live, can not let those who love you sad!
Somehow, it came to mind, too deep, do not want to. This life, happy! This life, not good enough! This life, do not regret it is good! The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the government!
Happy? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it! But, why ......
I love my mom! Before I started working, I had preconceived notions about my dad, deep, deep, deep, and now, it's better! Now I can say that I love my mom and dad! Growing up my brother was my role model, but I learned to run away! I felt sorry for everyone! But I grew up! Then my brother got a sister-in-law, and then they got my cute little nephew! I was happy to see the family happy! It's fun to watch them! I love this family! My sister-in-law is an even better person! They say you can't be in a family without being in a family. Does that mean our family is good? Oh except, not rich and famous, I think it's not bad! We are a struggling family! I feel proud! I believe that my brother will give my sister-in-law a bright future! Because that's the brother I grew up admiring. Because, we are great family!
Home, so homesick! Home, where is my home! My! Home!
Since childhood, I have been insecure, I am sick of fighting. I'm sick of it! Very sick of it! When I called home recently, things seemed to be going well! I remembered my mom saying that an old companion is a companion! So I let go of the trivialities of the previous generation. Let nature take its course!
Lately, change has come, change is near. So, I have been affected.
Be happy.
Listening to the more grown up the more lonely, suddenly so lonely, so helpless! Although there are my friends, my dreams, my persistence, but suddenly so helpless, so lonely.
Like a song, don't forget the peace of mind! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it! The human heart is already crowded! I just want to find the air that belongs to me!
Classic Prose Diary Part 3
The year 30, early and grandpa went to drink morning tea after. The car ride home, looks very common thing, but was outside to make a little bit not common. When I was riding in the car, my right heel was hit by the steel wire in the middle of the wheel, and a large piece of flesh (not a large piece of flesh) disappeared on the spot. I was not thinking about how my feet, but I just got a girlfriend's first date (she is my first girlfriend), although we did not agree on a time, when the boy should not let the girl wait, right.
When I got home, I looked at my shoes and feet. The shoes were in tatters, the socks at the heel were worn out, and there was no blood at the heel, but on closer inspection, it was bruised. Despite this, I still did not give up the idea of going on a date with my girlfriend. I took out the oil and put it on, it was painful and torturous. The most important thing to remember is that the shoes are not the most horrible, the horrible thing is the 2-3 hours after that, because I was wearing jeans (and girlfriend dating, not handsome how can it, right), we all know, the inside of the jeans is very abrasive, and my wounds, it is being applied by the pants, the pain ah, torture ah.
I can't believe that I actually topped 2-3 hours, this time to me, is the suffering, pain, and one is - forced smile, before, I never knew the meaning of this idiom, I did not expect me to understand the time, but it is actually when I am about to go out with my girlfriend. I must explain to you the idiom of forced smile, you should have seen on TV, forced smile, in my opinion, after experiencing it personally, only to know, forced smile is actually the spirit and body together with the torment you, not the spirit or body single torment you, the pain in the foot, although the pain, but I can not call out, but also have to laugh (not laugh will have to cry cluck), you look at, as if there is nothing, but that kind of feeling, you better not experience. The best thing is not to experience the feeling, N horror.
10.30 risked being scolded, took the car to the girlfriend's home, but to my disappointment, she is not at home. Overall, today, I simultaneously felt the three feelings of forced smile, suffering, and pain. What can't be left out is that every time I have an important date, something is bound to happen to me, and this time it's my feet.
Classic Prose Diary Part 4Love is an addiction, and falling out of love is like quitting an addiction.
Love is nothing but a need. There is nothing noble about it.
It is precisely because, some people did not see love as mysterious and pure
It is the key to love
It is the key to love
It is only then that you can sway the feeling of love
Any worship is not conducive to the discovery of truth. This is true of love, and this is true of man.
Love is first and foremost a feeling, but when you rationally analyze the original cause of love, you will feel that love is not really that romantic
Unless you think that technology is a kind of romantic thing
But feelings and sensations born out of technology are still romantic. Because people are not only rational, they are also emotional.
Love is a house, made of wood, warp and woof.
The one who leaves first, will take all his warp and weft of the wood in the part belonging to him all away, that's why there will be a loss of love, the world collapsed feeling.
A kingdom that belonged to the two of you is quietly destroyed, similar to that little game.
That's why after a breakup, there's always a time when people always like to kid themselves that it's not possible
Do you think that what negates the entire past is just these few words?
That's the whole world of the past turned upside down.
They're playing this game, and you're watching him draw away the wooden bar little by little, but there's nothing you can do about it, and the process, it's very torturous.
When in love, people pour passion, care, love, appreciation, romance ......
The process of falling out of love is the feeling of watching the person who once loved you, little by little, step by step, draw these feelings away from yourself
The world suddenly becomes white and empty. Everything is meaningless
The days that were once ordinary and unexciting have become so nostalgic. Because of his company, you suddenly feel that every day is worth cherishing.
You hope that it is not true, you hope that he still loves you, these two hopes torment you, so that you instantly know what is difficult to sleep and eat, insomnia, became a habit.
He seems to be farther and farther away from you, paying less and less attention to you, but you can not get his news will go crazy
He understands this, so in your thoughts thinned out so much that ` time, he will occasionally feed you a little care, so that you do not die of heartbreak
His sentence, as a master of the true qi, so that the life of a thread of you have a chance to turn around and angry
The words, as a master of true qi, let you have a turn and angry
Classic Prose Diary Part 5
Windy 19688
Flip through the diary
Your voice drifted outward
So crisp
So sweet
Chew on it again
The handwriting that was yellowed by the light's kisses
And in your eyes
You'll be able to see it again
The words of your name, the words of your name, the words of the words of the words of the words of the words of the words of the words of your name.
So familiar
Yet so lost
Which night
I lost you
Which day
I lost the green of life
With eyes wide open
I asked the deep heavens
Maybe
Only the silent journals know the truth.
Only the silent diary
Classic Prose Diary Part 6At the age of 16, I began to keep a diary. Now I have accumulated a thick 28 books. I have no time to spare, I put the diary into a number, neatly arranged in the bookcase. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't know what to say, but I'd like to say that I don't know what to say, and I'd like to say that I don't know what to say.
Often look at these diaries, or joy, or shame, or despair, or sadness, for the past youthful childishness, for the former life of hardship, but also for the pursuit of ideals these diaries, recorded in the past years of hardship, melancholy, entanglement, of course, also touched and happy. Regardless of the state of life and life situation, these diary records are their own real life experience, original, real.
The diary can be roughly divided into several stages. First, before marriage, these diaries are the most innocent, the most detailed record of life, the most sorrow. It is "young people do not know the taste of sadness, love on the floor, love on the floor, in order to give a new word strong sadness" age, in order to show their maturity, every day to read those sad books, leisure time to walk around, a flower's decline, a bird's injuries, are enough to make their own feelings for half a day. Even so, love still broke in without explanation, the heart of the snow white princess is hidden, all day excited as if fishing out of the water chub, jumping. The girl smiled at himself, the heart will jump up a warm square dance; the girl estranged himself, then the heart is like ashes, such as falling into the bottomless abyss canyon.
After marriage, the diary records the process of bonding with his wife. This is a difficult process. My wife and I are lovebirds, she is stubborn, I am impatient, we are both quite strong personality. When two people like this get together, conflicts are inevitable. Sometimes for the sake of trivial matters, will fall out, is a typical representative of the "disharmony" of the family. Those years in the diary, I do not know how much she wrote "bad words", - fortunately she is a "science female", never peeped at my "wild grass"!
However, with age, our temperament is more and more gentle, like a pair of old pumpkins, no more youth, but there is a gold general calm and quiet. At this time, my diary less some fights, more a warm and considerate; less some grudges, more a understanding of tolerance.
Like to write a diary of people are happy, can be a life into three lives: the first is the actual life, the second is every time you remember the diary, and the life of a reminiscence, the third is the later years and then read the diary, and in the memories of revisiting a life. Thanks to a hobby cultivated in my youth, I persistently record life, record society, and record all the people I love and the people who love me, and may these journals bring back memories, bring peace and happiness, and bring revelation to my later life.
Classic Prose Diary Part 7I have little knowledge of this part of the body, I only know that there are many actions to collect the waist and lift the buttocks, that is to say, the buttocks are the favorite of mankind! Well, every day there are exercise, strive for its perfection, but born with a larger proportion, the latter can only change some! Beauty in the network, in addition to showing breasts, is to show buttocks! That shape, no matter what color, is very attractive! So, also follow the spirit, some just a few bands, some just a few lace, I am very concerned about, bought a variety of shapes, spend money here happy, but I believe that women have this sentiment, like the night is more glamorous, to their husbands to see!
具说，臀部对身体有着很大的作用，我不是医生，说的可能不专业! Said to be related to the heart, the organs are inextricably linked! But with me a not much professional people consider, if a person focus on exercise, hip tight, that your whole body muscle energy will improve! Fat accumulated in the buttocks, the other places will not be less, affect the organs, the operation will be impaired! Others say that ugly buttocks are good for health, I'm not very clear, I just think, that part of the big, blood flow is smooth, good for health, right? No matter who is right, based on their own, the size can not be changed, have time to practice it!
An interesting picture in the movie, a thought of bursting into laughter, the beauty of the ballroom, the two sides hostile, one side felt the other hip fake, deliberately pressed the nails on the stool, and sure enough, she sat on it did not scream! What a burst, buttocks can still press prosthesis! So funny!
A woman from the side of the pass, your eyes will aim to go what part, is the buttocks, especially in summer, the charm of the part with a variety of enchanting charming skirt, there are ultra-short, black silk socks, seem so mysterious! Hip and waist limb than neighboring, it is more realistic hip rich! Left a move, right a flash, the scenery is infinite! Are you moved! In the face of the big world, women's shapely all kinds of, I hope you are most concerned about your own family of women, as well as women's hips! Outside the dazzling, can only see from afar, not close-up, not to mention hands, the heart of evil thoughts! A man's heart for a woman should be temperate!
I was to see the network in the day-to-day reports have feelings, those beautiful pictures are the masterpiece of the photographer, the beauty of the landscape can be viewed by everyone, I'm so afraid of being misunderstood whether or not they are themselves, for this problem more and more black, do not go to the explanation, because I envy the stature of the woman, the whole life can not be beautiful, you can not be a demon, but you must keep a good inherent stature! When I flash, at least do not let people feel uncomfortable, is the respect of the world!
Unintentionally, I am amateurish about having a personality stripped! Colleagues said I have time to do something serious, I can run and go? I'm waiting, waiting for my inner expectations!
Women actually have feelings for every inch of their body, much deeper than men. Men are just looking for a moment to touch the wonderful feeling after just, but women understand, want to have a good body, is how to take good care of. I have always felt that it is not just to please men so simple, that is the pursuit of beauty in the nature of women.
Classic Prose Diary Part 8
The mountains are quiet, you can see the wind and rain, in the silhouette of the spring and fall, how can I still meet those stories, memories of those who have turned around the warmth. A journey through the landscape, a story, just memories of the most beautiful zither, a rain thought seal engraved city, like a dream of the wind and lotus, arriving in the dust of the toes of the bottleneck clock sound, fine and broken, just like those silent and wordless song, in the silence of the rice paper with the time.
------- that turn around after the lonesome
Whisked through the light of the miss, the sound of the rain read, the April day of the petal rain, all become poetic. Rain flick, larks dance lightly, is such a rainy day, only a curtain of rain and a person's lonely smoke, do not read, do not write, only to listen to the time to escape in a hurry, thoughts in the scattered simplicity, memories of silence. The rain reads the memories, decadent and do not know who to think of, dim lamps under the drizzle lingering, only to feel that the night is too cool, in vain to add to the silence of the torn.
My heart is like the rain, a person can be privately happy, can be as dreamy to obsessively recall love, that life, full of paper sad thoughts, have passed, but also missed the sadness and happiness. Raining eaves, really suitable for listening to the rain through the window, floating six counts, like listening to the Song of Songs, sparse mood, some scattered, deep shallow memories, only those who have a heart, only from the window to pass through, the rainy season has just come, the time is just right.
Waiting for the wind to accompany, waiting for silence and light joy, light time to beat the horse and pass, all the clouds and rain. Often drink tea with loose strangers to talk about the light of day, some decadence, some fragility and raw grief, life is only a few strands of mystery, silence is not shaped, and soft, and infinite decadence. Far away from the sky, too late to get into the eyes of the landscape, and long-lost Fangfei scattered, broken thoughts, but also to recall with a smile, swaying heart - no one understands me better than I do, and no one understands me more than I do.
Classic Prose Diary Part 9On the road of making friends, whether or not they can be accompanied, depends on whether or not the pursuit of the same thing.
My friend asked me what books you read, and I said it's hard to say, from Romero to Yu Qiuyu, from Guo Jingming to the big gray wolf with wings, as long as I'm interested in reading.
I like Guo Jingming's writing, love at first sight. His writing is full of bleak and sad beauty. And there is no lack of tension that makes you look down.
Bleak beauty is also a kind of beauty. I love beauty.
I always feel like I'm looking at myself when I read Guo Jingming's articles. And so I took him as my confidant
. But from a few days ago I began to decide, I want to be a love of life, love of life of a good boy, can not move on the sadness and loneliness hanging in the mouth, although the loneliness is still like a shadow, but I am also very happy.
There are times when the heart sings. Think more about other people's smiles, think about happy things, think about the good things, as if the world is all light. Every cell is happy in a sunny world.
Immerse yourself in the novel, wet, every cell is excited, are trembling. I've forgotten since when novels have become the most enduring motivation in my life, whether it's reading them or writing them.
The real world is scary. Every day, we have to warn ourselves not to be easily moved, or accidentally become someone else's junior, and finally die do not know how to die. I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. You can be good friends with whomever you want to be good friends with. There is no need to get close to someone of the opposite sex, to be seen by someone with a heart of gold, and then be labeled as a misogynist.
I pondered for a long time without result, what did I do wrong in my last life that made me reincarnated as a woman in this life?
There was a moment when the heart became extremely light. As if every person who appears in the life, are dispensable, as if the next second half empty landing a, also lazy to move a bit.
Classic Prose Diary Part 10"Last night, my brother told me that this is the last battle, if we win, we can go home, just when I was ready to go, why did you knock me out? Why .... Why didn't you let me on? Brother are you leaving me too? Please don't leave me alone again, really... I'm begging you, please take me with you, even if we die let us die together, I don't want to lose any more family members in, please don't let me live alone, please ...." Streams of water kept slipping from the corners of my eyes
"I want to go home, really I do, I want to go home, I want mom and dad, but I'm not a coward, brother you know that, the bullet holes in my body can tell you that no one in our family is a coward, father isn't one, you aren't one brother, and I'm not one either, and that gang of dog bastards they're going to have to step over my dead body if they want to invade our homeland. I'm not a coward. Brother you tell me, our home is gone, but we can still build it from, we can build it from if we repel those bastards, my sister is waiting for us to go back, and my two nephews are waiting for us to go back."
"Today when the lieutenant handed me a silver pocket watch, my tears in can not hold back, this is my brother's pocket watch, is my brother eighteen years old adult when my father gave my brother's birthday gift, my brother promised me, wait for me to get married this will be given to me as a gift, the pocket watch cover there is also a picture of our whole family, father is gone, mother is gone. Now brother have you left me too..." The Lieutenant sighed and patted my shoulder before turning away.
"This may be the last time I write in my diary, the Lieutenant he is a good man, and although he kept encouraging us to be able to have hope of surviving, I understood very clearly from the way he looked at his wife's picture over and over again that there was no hope for us this time around, because the Lieutenant's his eyes showed a deep sense of relief. There was no way for us to break out, we were doomed to stay in this familiar yet unfamiliar land, did it look like this moment was finally coming? I have secretly strapped C4 explosives to my body, even if I have to die I will make those dog scum pay, father you will be proud of me, right? In a few days I'll be seventeen, I'm not a child anymore, I'm a warrior, a man, the same as my father and brother."
"Heh... Soon our family will be reunited again... soon... Soon..."