In a blink of an eye, the first day of my life 1 came to an end. Looking back on this year, most people are 2.1, but I am 3.3.
classroom
Before class, some people concentrate on their homework, some people chat happily in a low voice, some people pass notes happily ... There is a free atmosphere in the classroom.
Suddenly, the footsteps were far and near, and I don't know who shouted, "The teacher is coming!" " "So, everyone instantly quiet down, pretending to do homework or review. I only heard footsteps getting louder and louder, but I felt that I had waited for a long time and still didn't see the teacher. Some people can't hold back and relax again. The classroom is like a drop of water dripping into boiling oil and frying the pot. Only the members of the Commission for Discipline Inspection and the monitor are sighing.
restaurant
With the familiar bell ringing, it's time for lunch. The students who have been "sick" since morning are all alive and kicking now. Walking into the restaurant, I don't know which classmate shouted "I ate noodles again today." Suddenly, there was a commotion. Someone shouted, "Everybody be quiet! We eat noodles every day, and the nutrition is simply not enough.
Being hungry before dinner time will really affect our study. When everyone was responding, several "fat pigs" interrupted: "This is good for us. We usually try to lose weight, but we have never succeeded. Great, we lost several pounds in a short time! " As soon as the voice fell, they burst into laughter. Some of them put rice in their mouths and then spit it out again.
bedroom
After a busy day's homework, I can finally rest. As a result, some people always take the initiative when you are sleepy: "By the way, today our teacher criticized me and said that I copied my homework." The one who sleeps in the lower berth starts first. Then the classmate beside the bed: "Good criticism, see if you dare in the future!" " "The students in the lower berth were angry and they quarreled. ...
I couldn't listen any longer, and roared, "There will be a class tomorrow. Have a good rest and spend more time studying! " "The dormitory was silent again.
This is my first day. Without explosion, one day is a year. But think about it carefully, which memorable years in life are never dull!
Some people hatch like angels, but are doomed to break and live in the devil's harbor.
Today is 20xx year 10 month 10. So I completely passed September 30th, 20xx. I always thought that the 1 day of each month was a new beginning, and September in late summer had passed.
Many times, a person's personality will affect habits. I have a habit since I was a child. If I could sit, I wouldn't stand. Don't sit down if you can lie down. I am a lazy person.
I put my hand in my pants pocket and walked down the stairs. Countless lights lit up a street. It's bright at night and there are many cars. I'm going to eat at an old classmate's house.
Sometimes, a person's life will affect his habits. I want to accompany my mother to Wal-Mart not far from home. That's the supermarket that we have been to n times. Before I leave, the only advantage is that I don't have to think about where, when and where the supermarket is. I am a very casual person and like to travel at will.
Everyone has classmates. Every time you meet these classmates, they always greet you in the same way, and the content is similar. On the way, I met my primary school classmates. In fact, I really want to talk more with this classmate, but I don't know if the topic will become more and more similar.
The city where I live is still hot and dry in early autumn. Get up every morning, thirsty, want to try the embrace of the wind, but can't find the wind.
I have a habit since I was a child. Don't stand when you can sit, and don't sit when you can lie. I used to be a lazy person. But recently, it's a little different. I want to change this habit. I started drinking in my chair and sleeping on the sofa. I don't know if this is good or bad.
I wonder if it's the weather. The sultry weather in early autumn confused me. One morning, I saw a person flying to heaven like an angel, but she was not careful. Her wing was broken and she landed in the devil's harbor.
Composition 3 of life in the first day of junior high school is rather chaotic, without complicated forms.
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In this materialistic society, the life that most people yearn for is to have a house, a car, money and leisure. But I have always dreamed of a quiet and indifferent life.
The life I yearn for may not be luxurious, but as the inscription in the humble room says, "I am humble, but I am virtuous." Just want to be alone, the house doesn't have to be big, but it needs to be simple. There are several kinds of furnishings in the home, which are not expensive, but very unique. Let people know it's my room as soon as they enter. Next to the residence, there are few cigarettes, a few bamboo forests, a stream and a bright moon. It is the leisure of Tao Yuanming's "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely", the sublimity of Yu Boya and Song, the clarity of Su Dongpo's meditation and the loneliness of Li Baiyue's drinking alone.
People live in groups and cannot live without friends, but the so-called "friends" are also divided into three or six categories. Friends like Li Bai, Du Fu, Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi are hard to find, but not everyone can stay with me. I am not a middleman in officialdom, so dignitaries can't be friends with me; I was born in my daughter's house, so "the grandson of the prince" and "the second generation of officials" can't enter my room; I am willing to associate with people who are really knowledgeable, elegant and indifferent to fame and fortune. Ceng Zi's ideal is exactly what I want to pursue: "In late spring, I will go to enjoy apricot blossoms and take a bath with several old people and five or six children, and then come back to sing in the spring breeze". This is also a kind of happiness.
Books are also indispensable. I love books just as businessmen love money and officials love power. You can't miss reading for a day. The book is delicious, but you just feel that every word is meticulous and you don't want to put it down. I read the desolation of "until their hooves, they may trample on those moths, I don't know when flowers will fall and people will die"; Thoughts on Reading Jiang Nanan Spring Breeze Green, When Will the Bright Moon Shine on Me? "Read the heroism of" yellow sand wears shining armor and never breaks Loulan ". A good book is better than a good friend and will accompany me all my life.
Countless books, a few good friends and a small room, this is the life I yearn for. As long as you have such a life, stick to the indifference and elegance in your heart, so that jealousy, hatred, fear and boundless desire are never close, and life has nothing to ask for.
Grade 3 1 Life Composition 4 "Son, Son" got up and was still sleeping! I'm gonna be late. I slept soundly and was awakened by my mother. Dragging a corpse out of bed, "dong", it hurts! I stood up and ran into the bed where my brother slept in the upper bunk. But I'm much more sober. "Hee hee!"
Go to the table, huh! I'm tired of it. There was a protracted war last night, and the battlefield was not cleaned up yet. No matter what it is now, I stuffed a hungry bag into my bag and I was full at once.
Dawn seems to be quite dazzling, carrying a schoolbag, humming a ditty and singing a bird, all of which are combined into a song, which is wonderful. Soon came to school.
It seems to be a little late, and the voice of reading has come from the classroom: "Bai Shu Crowe is in the atrium, Coody Leng ... Seeing that everyone is so harmonious, I can't wait to join in." ...
In class, the teacher is always reasonable, and several students are listening carefully. The teacher's eyes seem to be the same as the Monkey King's, and nothing can escape his eyes. Most students who don't listen carefully are unlucky. They were told by the teacher to stand, and then they didn't beat him or scold him, but rewarded him-class rules 10 times, and finished playing before school. When the bell rings (that is, the bell rings), the teacher still gives lectures to the students carefully. It always takes 3 to 5 minutes to really hear the bell.
As usual, the last class lesson is math, but it is no exaggeration to describe the scene at that time with suffering (except for a few students), as if reading a book carefully. In fact, I don't know where my heart has flown. Everyone is waiting, waiting for the bell of "liberation" ...
As soon as the "Ding Ding Ding" bell rang, the whole class immediately left their seats with a "wow". Within two minutes, there was no one in the class, and you could almost hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground.
Homework is like a mountain,
I can't finish writing overtime.
If your hands are sore and soft, don't try to rest.
All for good grades.
So, start refueling today.
The first formal military training in life is over. This hard military training is a severe test for me, and it is a leap of growth, which left an indelible impression on me.
Early in the morning, hurried footsteps came from every dormitory. At this time, there is no elegance of wandering around, only busy washing; There is no patience to wait, only the urge of "hurry up", because we have military training.
The dormitory is quiet, but on the playground, umbrellas are high, and slogans echo in the training ground. The instructor's loud military orders ordered us to stand at attention and March in unison. ...
After the hard military training in the morning, we are hungry and can finally have dinner. When you enter the restaurant, you still have to stand at attention, but you can't taste the food in front of you. The fan squeaked and the sticky hot air was really annoying. However, the teacher said that we have made great progress in the past few days. After dinner, there is no longer the usual chewing sound, only the sound of wolfing down because of hunger and the sound of queuing for soup. After the military training, my family asked about the food in the canteen, and "I haven't tasted it" was our answer.
On the military training ground, we stood in a hill-like posture, though not towering, but tall and straight. The scorching sun tanned our skin, but lit up our hearts; Sweat soaked our clothes, but poured our will. When the breeze comes, it blows away something and leaves something behind. Although the body is tired and sore, we persevere and pursue as always.
In the days of military training, we gained independence, strength and growth. The deep imprint of military training will shine on my growth path.
Life is colorful, ups and downs. I remember someone saying, "Life lies in your care." Indeed, life is like this.
Tasting life is like tasting a cup of coffee without sugar or milk. If you slowly savor the original bitterness, you will feel the more bitter it is. Tasting life is like tasting a piece of gum. You must chew it carefully to know its sweetness. Tasting life is like tasting a cup of tea. Wait for the fragrant tea to flow into your heart and feel its sweetness. Otherwise, it will be as bland as a glass of boiled water.
Life gives everyone the same content, just like a blank sheet of paper. You can describe your life with rich colors. If you have confidence in life, you will draw a clear Wan Li. On the contrary, you will get a cloudy and rainy sky. At this time, life rewards and punishes us. Therefore, being kind to life is equal to being kind to yourself.
Maybe some people say that life is forward-looking, blindly recalling the past and remembering the past can only make people lose confidence in the existing life, but I don't think so. If a young man can recall the past and think about that glorious moment, he will be full of confidence in his present life. If an old man can recall the good times of the past, he will be full of longing for the future. How can it be said that memories will make a person lose confidence in life?
Life needs us to treat it with goodwill, experience it with practical actions, and look at it with sentimental eyes ... Maybe your life is uneven, but as long as you are willing to face it bravely, the so-called difficulties are only stepping stones and turning points for our success.
People always want to make progress, always want to be mature, always want to wipe away tears, always want to walk on the road full of thorns, always want to live, no matter what life is like, we have to meet it! Let's taste a different life!
In a blink of an eye, the life of the first grade has passed, but it has always been engraved in my heart and has become my memory.
The best page.
Entering junior high school, I stepped into a tense study life. An amiable teacher poured a desire to learn into my heart and planted a tree that loves learning in my heart. Although the first-year study life is very bitter and tired, it is full of laughter and happiness in this warm group.
Therefore, if you are sweet in heart and good in spirit, learning becomes a pleasure. I feel from the bottom of my heart that this is a lovely group led by many teachers, so my study will not feel bitter.
On the first day of my life, I was often overwhelmed by heavy homework, but when I entered Grade One, it still brought me infinite sweetness.
What impressed me most was the speech contest. As it was the first time to participate in the competition, I felt very nervous and my legs trembled involuntarily. That is, at that time, I felt the care of teachers and the warmth of the collective.
The enthusiastic "refueling" of the students and the encouraging eyes of the teachers made me feel no longer afraid, only the warm current poured into the deepest part of my heart. I feel closer to this group and my classmates. ...
So, I lost my timidity, got up my courage and spoke fluently. In the end, I also brought a small honor to this group-my speech won the first prize, but I know that this is only a little reward for the group, and I have to do more for the group!
These are just a few episodes in a wonderful first-year life, and this group has brought me infinity.
Happiness makes my life more substantial, moving and happy. ...
My life in Grade One can be said to be bittersweet: the heavy homework and the success of my speech … all depend on me.
I will never forget it.
A few days before entering Foshan Middle School, at noon, we could see a magnificent scene-seventh grade students rushed to the restaurant like arrows. That scene, like the water of the Yellow River, gushed, like the flood of the Yellow River, was out of control. Therefore, noon is often the "golden age" when food grabbing incidents occur.
In order to change this bad atmosphere, the school gave us a "sacred decree": we must queue up before eating. Let the students' union members set up "checkpoints" on all the roads leading to the canteen. Only by standing in line can we "release". Otherwise, you will be "detained". The effect of this method is obvious. But ... after another wave of unrest, there was another incident of jumping the queue. The students' union members are confused, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. At the class meeting, the class teacher couldn't help feeling: "It's really the waves behind the Yangtze River that push the waves before, and each generation is stronger than the next!" However, ginger is still old and spicy. The school leaders are really "wily", and our little tricks are simply "a piece of cake" for them. They promoted the head teacher and every teacher who ate to physical education committee members, and checked the number of people before going to eat. On the way, whoever dares to jump the queue, the class teacher will give him an ideological education with a lesson. Every "old class" may have practiced "The mouth of King Kong is not bad." In front of them, our little trick can only be candidly admit defeat Finally, an irresistible incident of "stealing" steamed bread came. The restaurant manager soon found that steamed bread was scarce, and the dormitory manager found steamed bread in the dormitory. However, the "old class" is also "willing but unable" to this kind of incident, and it is helpless to the dormitory administrator. The incident of "stealing" steamed bread spread to restaurants, dormitories and even classrooms. This is not only done in the seventh grade, but also in the eighth and ninth grades. No wonder they can't find a solution.
Although these incidents are completely contrary to the teacher's teaching, they are different in nature. The first two events improved students' ideological and moral cultivation, but the latter event didn't (because I also participated in "stealing" steamed bread). Ha ha.
When I first entered junior high school, I really couldn't stand it. That kind of life is a torture for me. On the one hand, I am not used to the busy life of junior high school, but I always feel accustomed to the days of primary school, and junior high school brings me pressure; On the other hand, I am a classmate who will get along for six years, especially at night. I often hide under the covers and cry, and then I find that I am not as strong as I look.
When I was in junior high school, I was rudely called up by the life teacher before it was completely bright that day. My head is still awake and my eyes are still open. I tried to get rid of sleepiness and pretended to be in a daze. Look at the time, I'm going to run in the morning, refreshed. I rushed into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and washed my face in a hurry.
I'm bored during the day, and I study by myself at night until late at night, thinking that primary school students should all be asleep. Back in the dormitory, I didn't finish brushing my teeth or washing my face. The teacher turned off the power mercilessly, and we fell into darkness, which was completely unexpected.
I often compare junior high school life and primary school life in my spare time, and I can't help but feel that primary school life is so easy; However, when I think of my life in primary school and kindergarten, I can't help but feel a little ridiculous.
I always complain about how bad my life is now and miss my old life. People always have to grow up, life can't always be the same, and you never know what will happen next. Cherish the present life, think about it, and decide not to miss the life of primary school students any more. When you want to complain about your present life, hypnotize yourself: life will be busier in grade three, and it will be beyond your imagination in high school. By contrast, how good your life is now. Although you are tired, at least you won't wear me out.
Autumn is coming! 10! Every farmer began to get busy, busy harvesting, busy sowing, busy. Last Sunday, my mother and I went to the countryside to experience rural life.
We came to my aunt's house and she was breaking corn! My mother and I also learned to break up one by one. It seems that it is easier to do than to do, and it takes a lot of effort to break up! There are seven or eight missing.
Uncle is cutting corn stalks. I followed him again, picked up the axe and cut it. This is ok, cut it, and go down ok; If you can't cut five or six knives, you can't cut them. Sometimes I hit myself in the leg!
After cutting the corn stalks, my uncle and mother began to dig sweet potatoes again. Be very careful when digging sweet potatoes, and don't break them into pieces. I accidentally dug hard and a white "stone" appeared in front of me. I broke the sweet potato in half!
Grandma's eyes were quick, and she saw a cotton field at once, so she asked her mother to show it to me. "It's like covering the earth with a white quilt!" I took a sentence made by my classmate and pointed to the cotton field and said, "I should have dressed the earth in green with white spots!" "
Mother saw a hill next to her again, and we climbed it again. After passing the small earth mountain, we passed the stone mountain again ... and finally came to the top of the mountain. Where did my mother see the lake in her hometown? I guess my mother recalls her hometown and her childhood now.
It started walking down the hill, and the road was bumpy. Finally, we came to a yellow cow, which ate grass and ignored us at all. After a few more steps, I came to two sheep, one lying on the ground, motionless; Always running around like a lively child.
Back to menstruation's house, it's already afternoon. menstruation wants to peel the corn, and we need help. At first, the "ass" of corn was hard to break off, so I had to ask my mother for help. Later, my mother taught me an easy way to break up. When we finished, it was already dusk, and my mother and I hurried home.
Work requires skill, and mastering skills requires effort. Everyone should take good care of these hard-won things! Life in the countryside is hard, but I like it!
The first-year students' living composition 1 1 is coming! A few days before freshmen entered school, I was very nervous! I'm afraid there will be a slight oversight. Just as I expected! On the first day, when I entered the playground, my center of gravity was unstable and I fell down! At that time the next day, I was walking around the perfect campus, but I forgot how to get to the school gate. I am in a hurry. After several rounds, I found my way and hurried to the school gate to wait for my parents to pick me up.
I have been thinking in my mind these days, what should I do if I want to take the senior high school entrance examination? Will the homework pressure be great? Can you come as well as your primary school grades? These worried mothers all know that their mother said, "As long as you lay a solid foundation for the first grade of junior high school, you will have nothing to be afraid of in the future." With my mother, I feel at ease a lot!
In the placement of junior high school, I found that my good friends in the same class for many years are no longer in the same class! My bosom friend is not with me, talk to me! Although these are some wounds in my heart, I believe I can find a good friend who knows me better than many years ago! Because there are good-looking teachers and classmates from all directions in the new class, I am not lonely. I have new friends and teachers to accompany me through my new junior high school life. I also want to leave a good impression on teachers, classmates and friends, so that I can have more companions in junior high school life, so that I can have the care and love of my seniors and sisters in junior high school life. These people, things and things are enough for me to find new goals and new friends in my new life.
I know now that I can't be so naughty in my junior high school life in the future. I will start to work hard! Do well in the exam, don't disappoint my parents, relatives and friends, and don't waste the money my parents sent me to cram school. The higher I climb, the higher my grades will be!
Junior high school new life, I want to conquer you!
12 Life is bitter and sweet, and a smile is like a breeze, which affects life. Smile, like a magical force, gently pushes the small sail of life, braving the wind and waves and going forward bravely.
We are frustrated by the little things in life, ups and downs. At this moment, a smile quietly comes to us. Let's cheer up and work hard. If you smile, smile, smile, life will laugh, and we will feel happy and sweet. Every time we smile, we gain more confidence, hope and pride. Sometimes I think, this road is full of bumps and bumps. We're all here. There's a little air ahead. Why should we be afraid? Give yourself a smile and give yourself some strength. Remember those smiles? Every time we succeed, we must not forget to smile; We will never forget to smile every time we fail.
Look at the bright future and the disappointment at present. Have we given life and ourselves a smile? Some people say that smiling is just a comfort. How can it lead us through five passes and six generals? How can we overcome life and get happiness? I want to tell those who say these words that although smiling is common and everyone knows it, how many people who have lost confidence have succeeded again because of smiling. There is a saying called "smile, ten years old". In fact, smiling is an attitude and an optimistic spirit. With smile, we can live a happy life. What can life do without a smile? Smile, smile, smile all the time, maybe things will get better. Smile is not only for yourself, for others, but also for life.
Smile, a ray of sunshine in the ice and snow; Smile is a rainbow after rain; A smile is a meteor in the night sky.
Face life with a smile, and life can face it with a smile!
Life composition of Grade One 13 Life of Grade One is colorful, rich and substantial in my eyes, and it is the most beautiful page engraved in my memory.
When I first entered junior high school, in the face of all strange things, an amiable teacher led me into the door of Grade One 1 class. She told us that this was our collective. So, I became a classmate in Class One, Grade One.
Under the scorching sun, the harsh whistle turned the first page of my senior one life. The three-day military training combined the feelings between my classmates and me, and this lovely instructor added a wonderful impression to me. These three days, there were laughter and tears, bitterness and sweetness, and bursts of laughter made me feel that this is really a lovely group and an amiable class. I really like it.
After the military training, I stepped into a tense study life. Dear and lovely teachers have poured a desire to learn into my heart and planted a tree that loves learning in my heart.
The first grade study is very hard and tiring, but in this warm group, it is full of laughter and happiness. Although learning is bitter, but the heart is sweet and the spirit is good, learning becomes a pleasure. I feel from the bottom of my heart that this is a lovely group led by many teachers, and my study will not be bitter.
What impressed me most was the sports meeting. I had an accident, that is, I felt the teacher's care and collective warmth at that time. With the concern of my classmates and the comfort of my teachers, I no longer feel the pain of the wound, but only feel a warm current pouring into my deepest heart. I feel closer to this group and my classmates. ...
But this time I also brought a small honor to the group, and my explanation won the first prize. I know this is just a little reward for the group …
These are just a few episodes of the wonderful life of senior one. This group has brought me great happiness and made my life more substantial, moving and enjoyable ... My life in senior one can be said to be extremely colorful: military training, sports meeting, teachers and classmates ... all left the best page in my memory, which I will never forget.
Last semester, the whole class cheered when they learned that they were going out for military training. Everyone's face is filled with joy at the thought of leaving home and living outside with his classmates for five days and four nights. It was not until we put our backpacks on our backs and arrived at the military training base by bus that we realized that we were about to face great challenges.
Spacious green grass, delicious canteen, dormitory painted orange, and a serious instructor with a straight face are all so strange. I kind of want to back down.
We lined up neatly and stood in the dazzling sunshine. I don't know how long it took, but the instructor finally took us to the dormitory and assigned the dormitory. In this way, the long military training life began.
At six o'clock every morning, we meet downstairs on time. After a short morning training, it was an unbearable breakfast-really "porridge steamed bread with pickles and a boiled egg"!
After breakfast, the next step is the daily "devil training". Broadcast gymnastics, stepping, standing, fortunately, there is no traffic police command to practice. But these alone are enough to make people tired.
At noon, after lunch, there is a two-hour nap. Every time I take a nap, the girls' dormitory will become as lively as the vegetable market. Once the instructor "visited", everyone's mouths were zipped, and even a needle fell to the ground, so they could hear clearly.
Of course, besides "devil training", there are also interesting places. Silk screen flowers, tea art, scientific exploration, barbecues and gala parties make military training life interesting.
In the evening, the tiring training came to an end temporarily. As soon as the instructor announced the dissolution, we lined up in the bathroom with buckets and pots, waiting for a bath. To tell the truth, you should wash your clothes yourself, and you can't be careless at all!
Back to the dormitory, we began to tidy up the house according to the instructor's instructions. The phrase "three points along the length and then 40% off" has helped us a lot. Although it is the first time to stack "tofu blocks", we are getting more and more familiar with them.
Although military training life is very tiring, the five days and four nights spent outside with my classmates really taught me a lot!
15 Life in summer vacation is colorful, interesting and unforgettable. The most interesting thing is to learn to swim in the swimming pool.
I remember that on August 10, I couldn't swim. When I heard from my friends that the swimming pool of Wan Tai Hotel was open, I was very happy. As soon as school was over, I ran home and told my mother. Hearing this, my mother said, "All right! Your father and I will take you there tomorrow. "
The next morning, we changed clothes and took something useful to the swimming pool. Wow! This water is really blue! I watched my big brothers and sisters walk freely into the water, but as soon as their feet touched the water, they shrank back, thinking: If I can't swim, I will definitely be finished if I accidentally fall into the deep water!
I do warm-up exercises first, put on diving goggles and swimsuit, and then learn to swim. The blue water gradually overflowed my knees and finally reached my waist. When I got here, I stopped slowly for fear that I would be drowned if I went any further. Dad said to me, "stretch your legs!" " "He supported my waist with strong arms, and I seemed to float on the water. Dad added: "Push your legs back hard and paddle your hands to both sides ..." I will swim for a while soon. Dad saw that I was making rapid progress, so he wanted to make a joke and let go of my hand, but I "plopped!" It sank with a sound and choked a few times. I just stood up, but I felt my nose was sour and my ears seemed to be blocked by something, which was very uncomfortable.
With the help of my father, I finally learned to swim, but I can swim more than ten meters a minute. It seems that swimming is really difficult!