How long has it been since senior three wrote a composition 1 for Hello? I have finished the exam these days and don't want to say too much. I did my best.
I'm in grade three so soon, and I really can't bear to part with it. I can't bear to part with many things, especially you. We have all changed gradually, and we love you more and more.
Everyone clearly knows, why not say, I have been waiting for you. I know you are jealous and possessive, so I don't play with boys, but when someone comes to talk to me, you take care of me and others. Actually, I'm so happy, but do you want to explain? Youth cannot be left blank.
I change my signature, you change the sentence. What is this? How do I know if you don't tell me?
I feel insecure. You are the only one who can make me feel safe.
We don't have to say much between us. Our hearts are harmonious.
I will hold you quietly in the back, because you are attached to hugs.
We don't need vigorous vows, just plain companionship.
I don't need you to give me a lot of money. Two people are happier if they eat an ice cream.
I let you play with other girls, but please control yourself and don't cheat.
I like you to catch me on your bike, hold you quietly and smell your unique taste.
I just want to sit quietly beside you and accompany you. I know I am greedy and selfish.
No classes in the third grade? Don't divide it. I think all 52 of us are together, even if there are many people we don't like, let's not separate, okay?
I'm afraid I can't help crying. ...
Shall we go to see the cherry blossoms together?
Hello, robot, I am a human from the past. I'm glad to talk to you here.
In my impression, you appeared a long time ago, and you came into my life when I grew up. When you were young, you were as immature as a hungry animal. People's impression of you is confusion and nothingness. It only exists in the beautiful and ethereal fantasy of the future in textbooks, but people can always believe that you will grow up, present it in reality and create a better future for us.
My growth is accompanied by your growth. You are like a sapling growing without rain, growing sturdily. You began to walk into factories and workshops, working day and night on the assembly line, just to live up to the hard work of mankind, and you realized the dream of mankind. Because of you, human production and life have become more rapid and developed. You aroused people's hope with your shoulders.
But no one knows, it seems that your well-developed mind is not simple, and your wisdom is as dazzling as the red sun rising in Ran Ran, East Ran Ran. You lifted it. In order to be known as the golden flower of human beings, you used hundreds of small pieces to accumulate virtue, destroying proud human beings, and people began to hear their last dignity fall to the ground.
People are afraid of you, afraid you will become uncontrollable. When people are afraid of you, you also see their fears, so they compromise, even though it is really helpless.
Third grade, hello composition 3. I can always see him at the corner of the corridor and find him at a glance in the crowd.
From grade one to grade three, I don't know when to start. I used to pretend to watch the scenery in the corridor every day. The wind is slightly drunk, and the sun is splashed everywhere, gentle and clear. Until you appeared at the other end of the corridor, every inch of warmth touched my heartstrings.
In the first grade, you sat in front of me. Whenever the teacher tells funny stories, you always look back at me and laugh. At that time, I didn't know. It turns out that you came to rain early in autumn, which is the most annoying. In the second day, I began to study at night. You're sitting somewhere else. You have a new deskmate, but you seldom talk to her. I seem a little proud. You used to carry your schoolbag to the dormitory after class. At that time, you will go back to class after dinner, and I can see you every time I go back to class after dinner. As if the world suddenly became hospitable. In the third grade, you started playing with your deskmate and joking. I found that I was a little emotional. I also chatted with my backstage, and you seemed unhappy. A little idea, where can I write it?
I met you walking, afraid to look up, for fear of accidentally laughing. When studying, I will always look at you casually, and I will not be outdone when I see you studying. In fact, the beauty of junior high school is just a few good-looking report cards, a few intimate friends and a young boy. I envy the life of Grade Two and the summer vacation of Grade Three, but I miss the youth of Grade One.
Now, I want to say to my teenager: "Hello, teenager!" " "Go ahead! Thank you again for giving me a wonderful time! Thank you! My child!
Third grade, hello composition 4. Hi, everyone. I was only in grade one when I first met you, and now I'm in grade three. Time didn't pass quickly, but it also made me forget many things. The third day is coming, and I still don't know what the third day is, whether it is war or a person's suffering, loneliness or hardship or step by step. Whatever it is, there's nothing to be afraid of. It's just a dream. I'm afraid I won't wake up.
I have been in grade three for a week. When I came back to school at the end of the summer vacation, although I knew someone was going to give it away, I still felt that there were more than a dozen people in the class. I think the classroom that was full is empty now. I don't know whether there are fewer people or the classroom is bigger.
It was not until the third grade that I found that there were more courses and the courses were tighter. I met new teachers and new classmates. Seriously, the changes in grade three are really quite big. There are fewer people, and even the class teacher has changed. It doesn't matter, the new starting point should have new rules of the game. Although I'm still not used to it, I'll try my best to catch up.
I received a big gift package on the third day of school. If you take three days off, you need four days of injections. At the beginning of the new semester, my body needs to be updated.
Hey, although I am not familiar with you in grade three, I know that in a few months, I will say goodbye to you with more gratitude and joy and rush to grade four.
Recall the first day, bid farewell to the second day, greet the third day and wait for the fourth day.
Third grade, hello composition 5 Although the third grade is not as hard as the third grade, it is enough to make us fear. I want to have my childhood life and my own sky, but that's just a fantasy. It gives me a mountain of homework. Examination paper.
Life in grade three is very tense. Many times, I want to give up studying. It is the dream and unwillingness in my heart that inspires me to keep forging ahead and step by step towards my dream, knowing that the chances of success are slim, but I am still so persistent. Work hard. Because I am in grade three, it's time to be strong.
On the third day, the naughty me disappeared. Who would have thought that when they first arrived in the third grade, the devil's training was waiting for them Think of the first grade. When I was in the second grade, I watched the students in the third grade running around the school every day, clapping and applauding, and I was secretly complacent. But now, the runner turned into me in the blink of an eye. What a change! It's really annoying to recall my previous behavior! Sometimes I wonder if others will gloat when they watch us run. On the third day, I looked at the first day. The free activities in the second day of junior high school are really envious and hateful ... At that time, I kept thinking, "Why can they play, but we can only have classes?" Why don't we run? " We must run when it rains. If we want to run, they can take shelter from the rain and have classes in the classroom. Why? "For this reason, we met on the first day of junior high school. Students in Grade Two will have unnecessary quarrels. ...
Junior high school, the age of flower season; In the third grade, we all tasted the ups and downs; What will high school life be like?
Third grade, hello composition 6 third grade, there is not so much psychosexuality, only more practical and hard work.
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Summer vacation is spent in busyness and laughter. Stepping on the last bus of junior high school for three years made me feel inexplicably excited and disappointed.
In retrospect, I have become a junior high school student and will face the senior high school entrance examination next year. I have grown up talking and laughing in the past two years, and it is not easy to remember now. The fast-paced life in junior high school has never been broken, and the arrival of the third grade makes my heart of production tense.
I clearly know that the third day is full of unspeakable thoughts, and I have no extra time to desert, because I have tens of thousands of competitors, and they are all working hard. But I still firmly believe that everything is hopeful as long as you put your heart into it. There are less than nine months left. How long has it been? Not long. To make a long story short? Not short. In this trip that we can't go back on our word, there will be all kinds of difficulties and obstacles waiting for us, but the joy of Ness after the thorns will definitely make us feel gratified.
For the life of grade three, expectation and fear are like tight spiders. I also remember what my father once told me: If you are in Grade One, you don't know how to pretend to understand; The next day is seeking truth from facts; Then it was the third grade, but I knew how to pretend I didn't understand. Take every question seriously, every exam. Life in grade three is definitely helpless, but I believe more will make it wonderful. I will bravely wave to the third year of high school and tell myself loudly: I must persist and work hard.
In the third grade, give yourself a promise, step by step, step by step, everything is not a dream. Hello in the third grade!
Third grade, hello composition 7 is not bitter or tired. The third grade is tasteless, which is equal to living in vain-Ming
This is the third day of school, so it's a relief. There are more than 200 days and nights. Maybe it won't be so scary on the third day. After all, I have stood on its threshold. After all, laughter is still echoing around me.
With curiosity, fear and hope, I walked alone on this rugged mountain road and went to no way back. I know this day will come. From the moment I stepped into the junior high school gate, I looked forward to it with a kind of anxiety, because I could not escape. Three years, neither too long nor too short, has passed two-thirds, and the rest is beyond our power. Who doesn't know what the next road will be like, Ma Pingchuan or full of thorns? I can't give up on the bumpy road ahead, and I can't be afraid of being covered with thorns.
I heard about Black Monday, weekend escape, papers flying all over the sky, quizzes every day, and 369 big exams. I heard that the third grade is cruel. In the black June of the senior high school entrance examination, I will set sail with my dream, keep a normal heart and meet everything quietly. The third grade is so close to me that I can reach out and find it, but I feel so far away.
Grade three is like a cup of tea. You want to drink it all at once, but you want to taste it slowly so that you can taste its fragrance. Grade three is like a song, with climax and foreshadowing. Only by listening slowly can we understand the true meaning.
Hello in grade three, even if I don't want to be near you, even if I don't want to face you, even if you mean that the test papers are flying all over the sky, even if I don't think I have played enough in grade two, stumbling is life for a high school, a city, a person and even a dream. Please continue to catch up, stop saying "I hope" and start saying "I will". Stop saying "I hope" and start saying "I will"
Really, I never thought that two years of junior high school would pass so quickly. I remember two years ago, I just entered Class 2, Grade 1, and I was very strange to everything in junior high school at that time. Facing the new life, new environment, new teachers and new classmates in junior high school, I am full of imagination about the future.
Two years have passed, I cried, I laughed, I was misunderstood, but now it's all over. I dried my tears and moved on. I told you, I won't give in to the darkness. I am grateful to those who bullied me, laughed at me and looked down on me. They make me stronger and let me know that I can only succeed if I keep working hard.
Soon, the third day will come. I will continue to struggle in this school, hoping to leave some good memories in the third grade. I want to remember this school and become a good student.
To tell the truth, I really feel reluctant to leave my teachers and classmates at the end of the third grade. Especially the Chinese teacher, she is the kindest and very kind to me. When I make mistakes, I never criticize severely, but teach carefully. In any case, I will face all difficulties positively. Even on the dark road, I will go out bravely, and I believe I can do it.
Hello in the third grade, I want to face you bravely!
Hello, time flies. In a blink of an eye, it's been a semester in senior three. Looking at the students who did the questions carefully in the examination room, listening to the rustling sound, recalling the ups and downs of the third year of high school, my heart was filled with emotion. In grade three, I have been suffering from grade three. In a key class, I feel extremely heavy pressure. These invisible pressures are like you carrying a person weighing more than 100 kilograms every day and marching forward with heavy steps. Nine classes are boring during the day, and only one conclusion is drawn after school-tired. However, at night, I will do the homework like that pile of hills, sleep soundly, and get up at six o'clock every night for school. Even on Saturday and Sunday. In addition to these tiredness, we have to bear the ups and downs of our grades. Every grade, whether it is a big test or a small test, will be linked to the senior high school entrance examination. This makes me extremely nervous mentally. In the third grade, people suffer greatly. Although there are many bitter things in grade three, there are also many things that make me happy. Being admitted to this key class is a great gain. The atmosphere in this class is very harmonious, and everyone is a scholar. Even the students who are usually naughty treat the classroom, the teachers and the study seriously. And everyone's character is very good. This kind of feeling is different from before. It is very comfortable, harmonious and makes people feel very happy.
In the third grade, my parents paid more attention to me. At night, whenever I am struggling, my father will clap my shoulder and say, Come on. And my mother will also send me a cup of warm milk tea to keep my stomach warm and my heart sweet. People are in the third grade and enjoy it. The third half year has passed, so let's work hard in the next half year to make our third life wonderful and bring a little sweetness in the bitter days.
In the third grade, hello composition 10 carefully pushed open the door of the class; At that moment, I was very excited to see the class that had never changed. I hugged Ben and kissed him. All this is so unreal. There is a certificate of honor of our class and our graduation message on the blackboard. In the blink of an eye, I saw my classmates in graduation photo, who were smiling brightly in the sun. My eyes unconsciously raised a layer of mist and slid over my cheeks. The class that used to be noisy is now so quiet that I can hear the sound of tears falling on the ground and splashing. However, there will always be the shadow of our class 803 here.
Memories of your green faces
Remember the self-introduction of military training. In order to make everyone remember their names, boys and girls put aside their shyness, read their names aloud and make up interesting sentences to introduce themselves. I called the wrong name again and again and made a lot of jokes, but I finally remembered the name and the corresponding face. And a green face, with curiosity, firmly in mind. We finally arrived at this day.
Time condenses like amber, and time flies. In a blink of an eye, three years of classmates' career has passed. But in the classroom, we are still echoing the sound of reading; On the playground, we are still running and vigorous. The lawns, streams and bamboo pavilions here are the herb gardens we will always be attached to. How many years together, every game, every discussion and every quarrel will become a precious page in my memory.
Hello! Goodbye! Once the campus, we in those years.
Third grade, hello composition 1 1 set foot on the third grade and look far away. 20xx mid-term exam, waiting for the test is whether we can personally put the ship of life on the right path of fate.
The sudden increase in our studies in the third grade reduced our excitement when we returned to school without a trace. But we will not give up and stick to the beacon of hope. Be sure to choose carefully and let go of your dreams. We also need to work hard and put it into action.
The morning song of the third grade unconsciously became a talented person, and even the students on duty took time to recite a few words with books. During class time, the students picked up pens and began to take class notes desperately for 45 minutes' efficiency.
One day, I was packed with courses, and even went to the toilet in a hurry, which made girls no matter what the image of a lady was. Riding is even more vigorous, so that as soon as the third-grade students leave school, there is a symphony of bells and brakes on the road. Therefore, some people call it' Operation Thunderbolt'.
The trend of buying counseling books is huge, and all kinds of reference books abound. I also became particularly sensitive to the teacher's words. As long as you hear which book is good, everyone will put one on their desks in a few days.
"Make-up classes" are even more overwhelming. Almost everyone is involved, and the sound of make-up classes is flying all over the classroom. As soon as school is over, students go to make up lessons in groups of three or five, and the weekend is full.
Running around Dai Yue every day, the students are very tired. There are always people who are sleepy at school in the morning and always lie prone after class. But no one complains, because we understand that the heavier and more stable the load, the more stable our ship of life will not be overturned by the wind and waves.
After half a year, we will be in line with the future, and whether we can realize our ideals depends on the present. There are still many storms ahead, and we need to learn more knowledge to arm ourselves in order to sail safely into the channel. We must persist in working hard for our ideals in the third grade.
Third grade, hello composition 12 time is the fine sand in the funnel, which passes quietly. It seems that just yesterday, I was a junior two student. I am looking forward to the arrival of the third grade, but I am also confused and don't know what my third grade is like. Now that the third day has arrived as scheduled, the fog in my heart has dispersed. The third day was a clear blue sky.
The rhythm of grade three is fast and compact. On the playground at half past six, I sweat like rain every day; Books are piled high on the desk; There has never been a weekend, only one day off, and the time for relaxation has been reduced by half. At first, I was extremely uncomfortable. I thought it would make me tired, but in fact, it brought me joy after the change. When I tried to be the first person to cross the finish line in physical training, I came to the classroom early to open a book, carefully reviewed the notes I made in class, and solved a long-troubled topic. I could feel the joy of harvest and a sense of accomplishment. The fast-paced life makes me abandon the method of muddling along, my brain runs faster and my mood is surrounded by enrichment day by day.
The third grade gave me more challenges and opportunities to change myself. I realize that the most important thing in grade three is time, efficiency and competition. Time is equal to everyone, mainly depending on whether you are willing to squeeze. Using efficient learning methods can not only save too much time and energy, but also achieve good learning results. Competition can greatly improve ourselves. We are not comparing ourselves with others. I always remember the importance of time, efficiency and competition. Invisible, I am constantly strengthening myself, not only physically, but also mentally.
This is just the beginning, but I have seen how to go in the third grade in the future. I will hold my hand and step on the ladder of progress. Until the end, I will reach out and pick the fruits of victory with the sweat and hard work of the third grade and the sweetest smile!
Time flies. We have been together for two and a half years. From grade one to grade three, we are changing, growing and on the road.
We are freshmen, still alive and kicking. As a senior in the second grade, we retired from childishness, thought more and handled things calmly; In the third grade, we step into teenagers, learn to be grateful, learn to accept dedication and love, and learn to be human. At any time, light has changed our mental outlook, but what remains unchanged is our dream, and we have entered the third grade. In the face of this third grade, we are not intimidated by the hard work and fatigue that people said before, so we move on and enter the third grade.
Although there is heavy study and an atmosphere of racing against time in grade three, in this process, we can be more clear about our future goals, understand the deep friendship between classmates and teachers, know the hard work of teachers, parents' expectations and everything we have done. Many times I ask myself what is the use of studying, but I can't figure out what is the use of studying again and again. Facing the pressure of the senior high school entrance examination, I learned that learning is fate, for my nine-year study, for my parents' yearning every day, and for the full expectations of my relatives and friends.
1 year later, I will bid farewell to junior high school, step into senior high school, meet my dreams, continue to finish my senior high school studies, step into the new world and establish new dreams. In the third year, I will work hard at generate so that everyone will not be disappointed in me.
Hello in the third grade!
Third grade, hello composition 14 spring, how are you?
That spring has passed, and there are snow and white clothes everywhere.
Not yet.
Looking around, everything is green, wicker flutters in the wind, and there are a few flowers floating on the lake, which are gentle and full of waves. The lake is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the enchanting posture, attracting the fish under the lake to stop and watch. In the blue sky, birds fly in droves, and their songs are still echoing, like a movement. The wind blows flowers from a distance, and the warm wind blows over the face. Spring blossoms, this is your world.
While sleeping.
The cold winter wind blows like a sword, and the dark yellow wicker is draped on the frozen lake, making a crisp knocking sound. Thick ice seems to make people skate on it. The original light green tough grass on the ground, at this time only a few lonely dark yellow. It's a world of difference. All the birds that used to chirp are gone. The whole world is dead.
On return
The faint fragrance of flowers is blown by the wind from a distance, bringing a refreshing feeling. Light green emerged from the land and looked up bit by bit. The ice gradually melted, revealing its original appearance, and several fish jumped out of the water playfully, as if just wanting to take a look at the outside world. The chirp sounded in the sky again, some stopped on the willow branches, some landed on the grass, and some fluttered over the lake to make waves. The day of spring return is the day when the earth recovers.
How was the spring?
Hello composition 15 "Look at yesterday, we walked away, waiting in the middle of the square of destiny, and the vague shoulders became smaller and smaller as we ran …" That song lingered in my ear, so soft, but my heart was already excited, and it sang more like us now.
Time is like a flood. In a blink of an eye, the next day was over. After this summer vacation, the life of the third grade will be ushered in. For the third grade, I am both looking forward to and afraid of the difference between my life in the third grade and my life in the second grade, and I am afraid of the sadness and pain of leaving the third grade.
The third day will be a different moment in the journey of life. Perhaps it is full of pain and bitterness, but we will not be afraid, because we know that there is happiness and laughter in this journey. Many seniors say that the third grade is very hard, which makes me afraid to face the third grade. I don't want to enter the third grade. I wish time would slow down and stop and wait for me.
In the second semester of the second grade, I feel infinite pressure, and people around me are moving wildly, but I can't walk any further, and I don't know how to face the upcoming third grade.
However, time will not stop, no matter how hard and tired we are, we should always keep an optimistic heart and face everything positively. We can say that I am tired, but we can never say that I can't. Have confidence in yourself, believe that you can do it, fall down, pat the dust, get up and move on.
Smile, Grade Three, I'm coming.