1 rainbows come from dark clouds, and sunshine always comes after storms.
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The rings of time never stop turning, the wind blows, the leaves rustle, and the memories are quietly awakened.
Time ran aground on that day last year, and I walked on the campus path with the pain of failure. It's late autumn, the breeze is blowing, and a few yellow leaves are falling and scattered at will. I don't want to go back to the dormitory, for fear that my unsightly grades will attract the contempt and ridicule of my roommates. Wandering alone in a quiet path, advancing and retreating? Dilemma. Go to the bedroom door, "cat, you're back!" " "A gentle and eager greeting rang in my ear." Hurry up, the light will be turned off soon. "You said nothing about this achievement.
Lying in bed, looking up at the window, there were a few dark clouds floating in the dreary sky, and tears finally flowed out uncontrollably. When you see it, you say, "Cry, cry, and you'll be fine."
The next day, before dawn, roommates were still sleeping. You got up and took my hand: "Cat, let's take you somewhere." Remember that your palm is as warm and soft as a baby's skin. You took me to a large sunflower field outside the campus and told me that you like this plant that is steadfast in your dreams.
Yes, I saw them. In the soft soil, their roots are deeply embedded. They are absorbing nutrients and growing happily, just like us, absorbing knowledge and joy and growing painfully. Their poles are always straight, their disks are golden and always face the sun.
He turned to me and said, "I like the color of sunflower, which is full of movement and vitality." Especially it has enough courage to chase the sun. Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that you dare not fail. " I looked at you and smiled.
"If the leaves of Kwai Wan are slanting, the sun will not return to the light, and the stakeholders will eventually become the market."
My dream is to touch all those who love me, give them courage, and let them dare to pursue rainbows after the storm. I sat by the window, thinking about the dream you had at that time.
Sunflower, a flower that smiles at the sun. It is persistent and firm with a smile. ...
After a rigorous and arduous military training life, we have ushered in a formal school, which means that we will start a new life and learn and grow in this happy and unfamiliar environment.
The day after the official start of school, we issued new textbooks. I look at these textbooks with joy and sadness. Happily: I can devote myself wholeheartedly to my study. Sadly, primary school is different from junior high school. Can I adapt here? Adapt to the environment, life and study here. These problems have been bothering me. Later, it was my senior three sister who helped me. She told me, "You'll get used to it eventually. When I was in seventh grade, I thought about these questions, but I ignored them and put them behind me. I use my own methods and school schedules to define my study and life. Unconsciously, I adapted to my new life.
My sister's words made me suddenly enlightened, so I stopped wasting time on these problems and began to study hard again.
After a week of formal school, I deeply feel that there are many subjects in junior high school and time is tight, so I always have no time to finish all my homework. Formal subjects have changed from four to seven, and homework alone can't be finished. And I am a person who likes learning, and I can't tolerate any mistakes in my study. I bought a lot of after-school homework and papers that can help me, but I didn't have time to do it and was caught off guard. It happened that junior high school classes are different from primary schools. Junior high school students have a lot of knowledge, so they can't keep up without listening carefully, while primary school is completely different. In primary school class, I can keep up with the teacher's footsteps while doing my homework, but in junior high school class, I can't keep up as long as I'm not careful, which is another big problem. I gradually became depressed, but fortunately, I soon found a solution. I feel so many things that I am annoyed. It is the "one step at a time" in the Chinese book that inspired me a lot at this moment. "No matter how difficult it is, we must make it small, break it into parts, step by step, and be down-to-earth, and finally overcome difficulties and achieve success." Junior high school life is the same, step by step, one day, I will overcome the biggest difficulties and achieve impressive academic results!
The story on campus is like a string of golden bells, playing wonderful music, which makes us memorable.
The sound of "banging" is particularly beautiful in a quiet campus. I picked up my racket and walked to the table tennis table. There is no light, only some white dots jumping on the table. Many students were not affected by the lights, and they were still playing happily, but I also ran to play with them.
Next to this dark table, you must watch the ball carefully to hit the target accurately. I accidentally missed a ball. I walked to the place where the ball rolled. I kept staring at the ground and didn't pay attention. I hit my head against a telephone pole. "Ouch" I casually said, touched my head, and then casually looked for the ball. A female classmate present saw me and smiled slowly while covering her mouth. I picked up the ball and continued to play. I rowed hard, and the ball passed, but I turned several times and landed in a gorgeous posture. They all came running when they heard the noise. Then I laughed, and I even laughed myself sitting on the ground.
We laughed and played for dozens of minutes, and it was getting dark. Even the shadow of the ball is almost invisible. When we were ready to go back to the classroom and wait for the night repair, a security guard uncle opened the electric box, twisted it and suddenly the light came on. Originally opaque place, suddenly changed. Let's continue to fight, one goal, one goal for you and one goal for me, to outdo each other. After a long time, the school bell rang and we all went straight to the classroom with rackets. I started repairing it at night.
The maintenance at night was surprisingly quiet, so it took three hours. After the evening self-study, the students went straight to the dormitory. One of our talented singers sang a song in the dormitory. Although the song is not melodious, it can make people sleep peacefully. In this music, we packed our things and went to bed.
Campus life is like a gurgling stream, flowing happily, and there are certainly many stories in the classroom.
Campus life is the topic of composition 500 words and 4 words-the holy land I miss very much. Campus life is like a winding river, but behind the ups and downs, there is infinite beauty and happiness. Therefore, things at school often make me laugh. Open my hazy eyes, the dazzling sunshine shines into my eyes, and a new day's campus life begins again. What kind of interesting things will be waiting for me on campus today?
Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling has a class. This class is physical education class. Under the leadership of zhifei, a sports committee member, we went downstairs in neat rows and came to the playground happily.
"Stand at attention and be at ease!" Under the strong slogan of the PE teacher, we lined up. The teacher said, "In this class today, we mainly practice high jump." Then, Mr. Qin inserted two red iron bars in the bunker, carried a long bamboo pole and put it on the red iron bars. Zhifei looked at it contemptuously and called it "rubbish". Teacher Qin told me to jump first. Wow! What a sports Commissioner! He opened his arms and rushed to the bamboo pole. Like a wild goose flying high, he jumped over the bamboo pole smoothly, but he didn't coordinate well when crossing the pole. "bang!" Zhifei had a "close contact" with the bunker-he became an old man with gray hair and gray clothes and trousers! Everyone laughed me out of breath!
Then, Jiao Yuanhe jumped over the railing in a most standard posture; Li Yao "flew" over the bamboo pole like a petrel spreading its wings and flying. It's my turn soon, and my heart is pounding like a rabbit. "Next!" Oh, my God, the worst moment has come! I took a long breath, and all other thoughts were thrown out. I rushed to the bamboo pole, jumped hard, blare ... loud noise ... I fell down! What are you laughing at? There are worse things behind: some barely jump over bamboo poles like frogs; Some simply drill under the bamboo pole; Some even crossed the bamboo pole by crossing; Some directly abstain! Look! Our class is a master like a cloud!
Campus life is colorful, even on campus, there will be endless fun. Campus is where I study, where I grew up, where I make friends, and where my joys and sorrows meet.
The campus is beautiful. As soon as I entered the campus, I smelled a fragrance. When I walk into the campus, I will see the tall teaching building. In the sun, the trees in front of the teaching building are particularly energetic. They hold their heads high and stand straight, like sentinels on the grassland. The pine trees on both sides of the avenue are so energetic. They are the guardians of the campus. They wear green clothes all year round and serve us silently. They accompany us to grow up happily in the sun like friends. Every tree on campus is leafy and shaded from the sun. The exotic flowers and plants in the garden thrive and become a beautiful landscape on campus. When students pass by, they always stop to enjoy it for a while. The beauty of the campus is that there are always a few birds playing, chirping and singing in the crown flowers.
The campus is happy. In the morning, the sound of reading came from all the classrooms, and the whole campus was immersed in happy reading. Insects stopped singing, birds and butterflies stopped flying, branches stopped shaking, as if intoxicated by the students' reading. The "study hard and make progress every day" hanging on the wall has always inspired me to work hard. In the morning, the students listened attentively and absorbed the sweet nutrition in the book, just as Gorky said, "I jumped into the book, just like a hungry man jumped into the bread." From time to time, I saw several students taking notes with their heads down. At noon, the students walked out of the school with smiles on their faces. In the afternoon, there was strong footsteps in the school, that is, the students went to physical education class happily, and their faces were all sweaty and smiling. The beautiful night came, and the students on duty bathed in the sunset and worked hard to beautify the campus. After a busy day, the school finally quieted down.
The campus is colorful and colorful. Our classroom is spacious and bright, and the teacher's office is clean. The red flag in front of the playground fluttered with the wind and nodded with relief.
Beautiful campus You not only have a beautiful appearance, but also a world of knowledge that people can enjoy. Your dedication and selfless dedication are for the students.
I love you, campus!