In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition is composed of words, a style that expresses the meaning of a theme through human thought and language organization. . So have you ever understood composition? Below are 6 essays of 500 words for ninth grade that I carefully compiled. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. Ninth grade essay of 500 words Part 1

Time flies so fast! The hour hand "clicked" to point to 20xx. At this time, I realized my dream and became an inventor. My robot assistant and I have invented several internationally patented products. No, I just invented an awesome table. This table is made of glass. There is a red button on the left side of the drawer and a green button on the right side.

These two buttons can have special functions: in hot summer, just press the green button on the right, the table will become cooler, and people will be more comfortable sitting on it than in an air-conditioned room . In the cold winter, you don't have to worry about frostbite when you write on your desk. At this time, you only need to press the red button on the left, and the table will become warm and comfortable.

If your posture when reading and writing is incorrect, for example, the distance between your chest and the desk is less than a foot, or the distance between your eyes and the book is less than a foot, then it The robot hand will automatically correct your posture, thereby ensuring the normal development of your classmate's body and alleviating the pain of myopia. It also has an automatic recycling function. If students accidentally drop their things on the ground, the robotic arms on the table legs will automatically pick up the dropped school supplies and place them on the table. Some people may ask, "This table is made of glass.

What if it gets crushed?" Let me tell you, it is made of high-tech materials, but it looks Like glass. In fact, it's not real glass. It can bear a weight of at least 20 tons. Even if your entire class is crammed into a glass table, it won't be a problem. Can you tell me whether this table is great and whether my invention is great? Ninth grade essay 500 words 2

My dream is hidden in a small peach stone; I My dream, sleeping in the warm pea pod; my dream; always stay in the hard cocklebur...

Childhood dream - the love of peach core

I have never been a quiet child since I was a child. At a young age, I have become the leader of a group of children. For this, my mother was very distressed, so she always pointed at my nose and taught me that if there were other children When she came to play with me, she said: "Go, go, my baby is studying." In addition, don't talk to strangers, don't eat food given by strangers... Fortunately, under the protection of her mother, I grew up safe and sound...

Dear mother, your love is like a peach core, which binds my little me and my little dream in your strong arms...

A boy's dream - the warmth of a pod

When I was 7 years old, I suddenly fell in love with playing the piano. I, who had always been irritable and restless, suddenly became quiet, which made my mother overjoyed. From then on, I embarked on the road of learning piano. Every day, whether it was windy or rainy, my mother would send me to learn piano without hesitation. I sat in the back seat of the car and pressed my face against my mother’s back, feeling cold and cold. It disappeared in an instant, and I was brewing my dream of music in that warmth...

Dear mother, your love is a warm pod, and I am that little pea, lying on the In your arms, beautiful dreams are brewing...

The dream of the future - the love of cocklebur

In a blink of an eye, I was in junior high school. On the day I left home, I sat in the car On the road, tears flowed freely. My mother kept waving to me through the car window. The car started slowly. I saw my mother turning her back and secretly wiping her tears with her hands. That scene made me uncomfortable for a long time... < /p>

Dear mother, your love is like a barn ear that is no longer young. No matter how painful my heart is, I have to let the wind take me away gently, just to better realize my dream...

Dear mother, thank you for accompanying me through every dream. My daughter wants to be the king of children and a pianist. My daughter has had many colorful and beautiful dreams, but Dear mother, do you know? My daughter's most beautiful dream is to be with you forever... Ninth grade essay 500 words 3

The waves have receded and I am already soaked and very cold. I am the one who is colder than my body. My heart...

I am a grain of sand left by God on the seashore, chased by the sea breeze and indulged by the waves. Whenever the waves rise and recede, my whole body will always be wet. But I have never complained, because this is my destiny!

In life, my role is silent. Occasionally, a pair of young hands will carefully pick me up. At this moment, I will become very happy and indulge in it... However, when this child gently places me where I am, I Understand: I’m back to my old self again! The colorful shells on the beach filled the innocent eyes of a child, forcing him to put me down and pursue another Chinese beauty.

I like the sun very much. The sunshine it gives always stretches my figure very long. At this time, I am no longer small, as if I can have a place on this beautiful beach. I Enjoying this virtual, short-lived, happy thing...

However, the weather these days has always been gray, and the rain keeps falling. Maybe it is because I am too eager for children and the sun. Suddenly, I became so depressed, and a sense of loss and decadence occupied my entire soul. Don't cry! Don't cry! For us like the sea sand, crying means ruining our lives. I can't do this, I want God to understand: Even if I am a grain of sand forgotten by you, I still want to live a wonderful life!

Life will continue. Although I am ordinary, as long as I am myself, my own value will be reflected. On that day, even if there is no sunshine and children's pity, I will still be very happy. ! Very happy! Ninth grade composition of 500 words 4

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In the third grade of junior high school, we must have the perseverance of a foolish man. In the third grade of junior high school, we will no longer have to start working hard tomorrow. Lies to cheat and deceive ourselves; in the third year of junior high school, we will no longer be afraid of failure in exams and frustration in life; but use practical actions to prove ourselves. In the third year of junior high school, we will move from the cloud of fantasy to a solid foundation In the third grade of junior high school, we will use the confidence that our talents will be useful and the perseverance of grinding an iron pestle into a needle to describe the glory of next year's high school entrance examination.

The third year of junior high school is a year full of hope. It is the best time to enjoy hard work and strive for life. People often say: How many times can one fight in life? If you don't fight at this time, when will you fight? That is to say, if you fight hard, you must seize the opportunity. Success lies in hard work, what to fight for? Strive for efficiency, only with efficiency can you succeed; Strive for mentality, and a happy mentality can activate the brain's thinking; Strive for will, and have tenacious perseverance and not be afraid of any failure; Strive for potential, and people are often impressed by their huge progress and huge achievements in the third grade of junior high school. The potential was jaw-dropping. We are in the flowering season of youth. How many flowering seasons and rainy seasons can there be in life? In this poetic flower season and rainy season, we should know how to cherish it, and we should know how to fight and struggle. Because youth is our capital, success is our pursuit, struggle is more than our declaration, and becoming more courageous with every setback is our courage.

Of course, good academic performance can only be achieved with good learning methods. In the process of learning, we should pay attention to the following principles. Three learning points: 1. Read more and pay attention to the basics; 2. Think more and pay attention to understanding; 3. Repeat more to review the past and learn the new. Three learning principles: 1. The principle of consciousness; 2. The principle of initiative; 3. The principle of independence;;

Three learning skills: 1. Learn to read quickly; 2. Learn to write quickly; 3. Learn to do Notes

Students, let’s work hard together! Let us embrace the future with enthusiasm, write life with youth, and prove the value of existence with actions! Ninth grade essay of 500 words Part 5

"Wow, it's so beautiful!" As soon as I entered the classroom, I was fascinated by the beautiful diary on Wenzhen's desk, and I couldn't help but exclaimed. I picked it up and couldn't put it down, touching it left and right, feeling very itchy in my heart. Inadvertently, I saw a diary entry that made me angry: "I feel so guilty. Can Xiao Di forgive me? For my own sake, I asked my mother to give gifts to the class teacher. I was so selfish. When I saw Xiao Di's sincere smile, I was so ashamed that I didn't dare to look up at her again..."

Oh my God, I was shocked. Is this Wen Zhen's diary? Yes, the huge signature on it seemed to push me into a swamp. I struggled hard, but the more I struggled, the deeper I sank. Is this what you call a good friend? Wenzhen, how can you ask me to forgive you? I will never talk to you again, Wenzhen, Wenzhen.

"Qidi, let's go for a walk outside." Wen Zhen said to me. I muttered: Hypocritical. The answer was straightforward: "I'm not going."

"Qidi, come on, have some chocolate candies." Wen Zhen shouted to me. I pondered: Fake compassion. The answer was categorical: "I won't eat it."

As soon as I saw Wen Zhen, my heart, which had finally calmed down, was like a big storm on the calm river. At some point, I started thinking about how to punish her. Yes, I would also move my mother to take back my seat. Since you don't treat me as a friend, why should I treat you as a friend?

"Mom, where are you?" I shouted at the top of my voice as soon as I entered the house.

"What are you doing here, yelling?"

"Mom, help me bring some gifts to the class teacher tomorrow. He transferred me because I didn't give any gifts. I'm so wronged."

"What? Your class teacher accepts gifts from students? That's outrageous. We ordinary people don't have any gifts."

"Mom, That day Xiao Li..."

"What nonsense. This class teacher is so annoying."

"Mom, aren't you the same?"

"It's different. Students are just consumers. Okay, okay, I'll just follow you, okay?"

I was so excited, but there was a hint of excitement mixed with it. Inexplicably sour taste.

Ninth grade essay of 500 words, Part 6

There is a pile of sand in the open space not far away, and the sun will pass over them over and over again from early morning to evening every day. Later, much of the sand that was also transported had turned into a hard wall, leaving only some scattered silence.

A grain of sand is thinking hard in the chaos. It looks at the walls of success and wants to learn some successful experiences from them. It repeatedly recalled the process of sand forming a wall for a long time - adding water to the sand, stirring many times, and finally slowly waiting for it to solidify. In this way, an extremely strong wall was formed.

The grain of sand was filled with sad joy. It is happy that it knows how to turn sand into a wall, but it is sad because they still lack a lot of things to turn sand into a wall.

First. What's missing is cement - a unifying force. Only this cement can fill the gaps between sand grains, allowing the sand grains to join together, increasing their density and increasing their strength. This is where the energy goes in one place.

Secondly, what is missing is water - a belief that turns sand into a wall. Water can make the sand evenly compact, catalyzing the speed of success. Only if every grain of sand has the belief that it wants to become a wall can they succeed, and no stray grains of sand are allowed. This is where the mind thinks in one place.

What is missing, then, is the stirring—a fighting spirit. If you want to become a wall, you must not be afraid of the pain of stirring, keep fighting and overcome difficulties, and achieve results. This is hard work and reward.

In the end, the grain of sand smiled sadly. It wanted to become a wall, but when it looked back at the pile of loose sand, its heart became cold again.

Reading Sha Sha's thoughts, my eyes hurriedly passed through the messy classroom that belonged to me, and my heart became as sad as that small grain of sand...