Wen Yi: With the first number, I broke into the door of the university. I left home for the first time, grew up for the first time, faced such a big group alone for the first time, cleaned up my life alone for the first time, told myself not to cry for the first time, and looked at my parents' backs for the first time, feeling heartbroken. At the beginning, I was so ignorant, I was so green. Now think about it, don't have a taste. In the blink of an eye. It seems like yesterday. It can be said that when I look back, that person's light is still dim! This year, there were not too many ups and downs, no parting feelings, no heart-wrenching pain, and no tears of joy. So many "no's" are like pieces of grindstones, gradually smoothing out their edges and corners, smoothing out their thorns, and making restless hearts feel a rare sense of satisfaction. I can always think of the past quietly and feel the touch and happiness brought by memories! However, there are always irresistible sparks of youth. Those things are hard to ignore if you look carefully.
Term military training:
There used to be military training in high schools, but after this standard military service system, I don't know how the instructors took us to play at that time. Not to mention the novelty of 32 people living in a big house, the excitement of wearing military uniforms, the unexpected touch of villagers and soldiers in such a special venue, the sense of responsibility of being appointed as the vice squad leader, and the complaints brought by the training from nine to five every day. It's just that when faced with difficulties, everyone is indomitable, which is enough to make me have lingering memories and feelings about this military training.
Most people in our class are children from Beijing, so most of them have never traveled far, no.
After the ordeal, I wonder how many people will take time off and can't stand such cruel training, and how many people will cry with their parents at night (although they are college students, they are all immature girls), but surprisingly, even if the arduous task is in front of them, no one will take a step back. Even if there are complaints, they are more playful. I especially remember that in the training of crawling forward, due to the lack of technical content, the elbow joints of the limbs were covered with blood, and sweat dripped on the face and soaked the back of the clothes, but the eyes that were firmly moving forward never flashed. I especially remember that on the day of shooting, with heavy fear, we resolutely picked up heavy rifles, encouraged each other and taught each other experience. Even if there are assumptions and fear of injury, when the instructor asks us if there are any problems, we all say: no! Finally, I got the first place among the girls in our class. At night, we didn't cry, but we laughed heartily, which seemed to make people think that we were holding the tired body after a hard day's work. Lager, we are the loudest, shout, we are the loudest. This kind of accident gave me courage and vitality, and I forgot my grievances and thoughts. The only things left are how to complete my own tasks, how to take the lead in the class, and how to do my own work well. Therefore, I really want to say to my companions: thank you, you are the best!
Semester friendship
If I have brought anything precious to the university, it is the love of my parents and the friendship I will cherish forever. People are always like this, and when they finally leave, they will think of "the original". It turns out that I have been so cared for and pampered by my friends; I have so many friends; It turns out that we have so many wonderful memories; It turns out that I have been so moved; It turns out that I used to be so capricious; It turns out that I forgot to say thank you and sorry to so many people.
When I came here, many strange faces passed in front of me. I'm a little timid and lonely. Just because of my former beauty and friends, I have always been lonely. At that time, my friends would send messages every night to comfort me, give me courage, make me happy and let me fall asleep with a smile. With them, I have the spirit of relying on, I will boldly step onto the stage of the competition, I will confidently raise my head and meet the challenge!
People can't always live in the past, so I know many people, from dormitories, classmates, colleges, departments and fellow villagers. The other five sisters in the dormitory, I can only say that we are destined to walk together, not by accident or on purpose. We have the same innocence, the same ignorance, the same jokes, the same hobbies, and the same endless interesting stories. It's like wearing a gauze. We walked side by side for a long time, getting familiar with everyone's face, and now we can see it clearly, and then we blew away the veil through the gust of the university. We have classes together, eat together, have fun together, discuss losing weight together, cook hot pot together, create surprises and memories for everyone's birthdays together, run exams together, suffer from insomnia together, and go out to watch the 12 meteor shower together at night.
In the work of the department, I met the seniors. Although they are only two or three years older than me, they are more knowledgeable and experienced. I can't forget the high-profile entry into the department soon, and it ushered in a trough. Losing the election, classmates misunderstanding and loneliness swept through. I'm confused and don't know the direction. Senior schoolmates treat such an unfamiliar schoolgirl and constantly send messages to comfort and encourage me, telling me that the trough of life is inevitable and everyone will experience it. As long as you believe in yourself, you will always come out. These, for me who was too strong to talk to others at that time, were warm and gave me solid strength behind my smile.
Thanksgiving semester, my parents' self-evaluation form for my first year as a freshman. Before I came to college, I always had problems with my parents. It can be said that we spend little time together in the same room, and avoidance is my way. The past in high school made me less courageous. At that time, my father hit me, broke my mouth and scolded me, and my mother scolded me for being rude. These are all preceded by a "first time", but they all happen at almost the same time. I didn't resist, I didn't beg, I took it as an outlet for their pressure, and I accepted my father's apology after getting drunk. However, it has never bridged this distance. Dad knows, I understand, but they are all stubborn. It was not until I left and haven't seen you for a long time that I calmly remembered those little things and felt that they had been expanded so much by us. Father loves mountains, so much love needs no words. So I will send a message to my father first, try to write the language I care about and read the faint smile on my father's face. I knew he would regret it, and he also had his own difficulties, so I understood it tacitly.
My father would pick me up sometimes, and we gradually began to talk. I used to be afraid of being alone with my father, but now I think it's ridiculous. He started telling me about his career, discussing it with me in a calm tone, and taking my advice. I think we are all changing. This year in college gave me time and space to think back. Now every time I go home, I am always full of laughter, and I am always reluctant to go back to school. Chatting with my mother, talking about interesting things at school, walking with my mother and going up the mountain with my father are all so natural. The expectation of going home has never been so strong, and I am very wronged. I never thought about my mother's comfort and my father's strength. I really regret my stubbornness, and I am really glad that I was stubborn at the beginning. Only when I am on the verge of losing, will I cherish everything! Although, this sentence is a bit funny, but: mom and dad, thank you for always forgiving me and loving me. This poem, accidentally discovered, can't leave the line of sight:
Father and mother
When I was a child, my father was a mountain/and I was a bird in the forest/bird could never leave the influence of the mountain. When I was a child, I saw my mother/mother was a blue lake/and I was a fish/I could never leave the embrace of the lake. The mountain has given me a strong character/the lake has given me the laughter of the water/the mountain has evolved my flying feathers/the lake has shed all the scales of my swimming/I will see my father/father become a forest in the mountain when I grow up.
But I am tall and straight and turned into a mountain/a mountain that can never repay Lin's kindness/see my mother when I grow up/
Mother became a water plant in the lake/and I became a lake/water plant that covered the waves of the lake forever.
This semester's library
To tell the truth, when I first started school, I lived a completely mediocre life: attending classes, eating, sleeping, shopping and watching idol dramas. I will be ashamed, too, why I am so nervous in high school, but I still have to take time to read prose miscellaneous books and write some experiences. I am lazy when I am relaxed in college. This state of life did not change until the mid-term exam. Because of the usual mediocrity, of course, the exam is just around the corner, and the only way out is the library. At that time, the library became the only choice outside my classroom. When the homework index arrived, I took some interesting novels to read. Every day, I will feel: it is better to enrich it! Therefore, after the mid-term exam, I am still obsessed with the library. On weekends, Beijing children in the dormitory are homesick, and it is understandable to go home. The library is the best place to live. Objectively speaking, it is preferable to have air conditioning in summer and heating in winter. In addition, when I was in high school, I seemed to have lost something and gained a lot, but it was nothing and I never thought about it carefully. Library, quiet can make my mind as light as yarn, where I can recall, be lonely and be happy. So the spirit gas station is there.
College students' self-evaluation in the semester is 200 words: time flies and the stars move. It has been more than half a year since I became a member of XX. Looking back on the past six months, I have a lot of feelings in my heart. Every day I have experienced in the past six months has left a permanent mark in my heart, because these marks have witnessed the growth of such a new student. Over the past six months, I have gained a lot through continuous learning. Time is so ruthless that it never looks back, but we are chasing it so as not to be left behind. Yes, no one wants to be left behind by time. We grow up little by little with the passage of time. And that beautiful innocence has matured with the disappearance of wind and rain. Maybe this is the price of growing up. It seems so far away to recall the day when I was a candidate. I learned to cherish hard-won in my longing; Understand the truth that has been brewing for a long time in thinking; I didn't know the sweetness of hard work until after the harvest. Suddenly I feel like I know a lot of things, but when I think about it, what I saw and knew before is so biased and superficial, but it's not entirely true. The innocence of the past seems to have suddenly turned into ignorance and absurdity. I wonder who is not like this? Maybe we will laugh at the smallness now in the future. We should look back on the road we have traveled with a smile.
I have made a lot of plans, had a lot of ideas, done a lot, and watched a lot, but I still have a lot of regrets. I once thought about being a class cadre, joining the student union, and doing something I have never done part-time to make myself busy. But most of them have not been realized. Because of my cowardice, I lost opportunities again and again, so I got a lot of spare time. So reading in the library and watching movies at home have become my new hobbies. I have read many books, such as history, philosophy, myths, poems, fairy tales, and sometimes even some cookbooks and travel notes. But I found that no matter how many books I read, my heart still felt empty. Because the things in the book are always just theoretical guidance ―― what I lack is practical action, which is an "impulse". If you say "say", I believe everyone will say it well, and everyone will say it in an orderly way, but few of them will actually "do" and will experience "change" in the process of doing it.
Attendance: I called in sick. I missed two classes. I hope I will be full-time this semester and not be late. Study problem: My biggest problem is that I can't concentrate in class. I always think about other things in class. For this reason, my mother has told me many times, and I can't change it. I don't ask questions or answer questions in class. Only when the teacher calls can I answer a few words.
So I learned much less than others, and my grades were different. Although I got the tenth report card in my class in the first half of the semester, which is a good result I have never seen since I was born, I am not satisfied that I have to get better grades to be worthy of myself. This semester is only to lay the foundation for studying this major in the future, so I am very upset because I have to admit that I didn't study hard this semester. I know it's a matter of my learning attitude. The first level of life. At the first level, you can't be beaten and admit yourself. I once read a passage in a magazine, which is very classic and vivid: graduation is like a piece of glass, we go forward without hesitation, and we can't turn back or go back. Tears and blood mixed together, because there was no time to wipe, so we became bloody. I can't lose my smile, it can make me see the light when I am most helpless; I can't lose confidence, it can give me a definite answer when I am most confused. Without it, it will become bloody. I always remember the most inspiring sentence, and I will remember it all my life: "Little girl, you have to refuel". By the way, in the new year, one thing will not change. I will always work hard! The adjective hard is always.
I hope that I can listen carefully in class next semester, do not whisper to my classmates, do not make small moves, consciously abide by classroom discipline, complete the classroom homework assigned by the teacher in class, and actively discuss with my classmates or ask the teacher for advice if I don't understand any questions. Learning methods In order to improve my learning methods, I made a learning plan for myself: (1) Do a good job in preview before class. In other words, make time to read what the teacher hasn't said yet. Especially in Chinese class, we should first put
Recognize new words and read the text well; We should be able to distinguish the levels of the text, say the meaning of the paragraph and correctly understand the content of the text. Freshman self-evaluation form (2) Speak actively in class. Please raise your hand if you don't understand. (3) Let parents check after homework is finished every day. Let parents talk about what they did wrong and what they couldn't do. Take out the questions they did wrong before and look at them often. (4) Read more extracurricular books. Read extracurricular books for half an hour after lunch every day; Finish your homework every night and read more compositions as long as you have time.
Third, extracurricular study is not relaxed. Being able to take advantage of Sundays and holidays to attend some cram schools will enrich yourself.
Although I have achieved good results, I will never be proud. I will continue to work hard, strive for further progress and achieve better results next semester.
College students' semester self-evaluation 200 words: time flies, and freshman year passes in a flash. Not long ago, I heard a freshman girl call me "senior". I really think that my freshman year is over, and I am a sophomore.
Looking back on my freshman life, I really feel that it passed so fast, and all my memories of it seem to be yesterday. In this year, I was full of happiness and sweat, as well as troubles and bitterness. All this has become the best memory. All I have to do now is put me now.
In the first phase of my freshman year, I improved my interpersonal skills, met many friends from different departments and increased my courage. The university sports meeting felt the charm of the competition. I won the prize in the university for the first time in the foreign language culture month, and my confidence increased greatly. All kinds of recreational activities make me truly feel the diversity and splendor of the university, and I like this colorful life more and more. Freshman basically adapted to college life last semester and improved in all aspects.
Last semester, my freshman participated in the training of the primary party school, and I got a real all-round and systematic understanding of the struggle course and basic ideas of China's * * * production party, which had a great impact on my future study and life. The happiest thing next semester is to be with friends from Qiao Feng Literature Society.
Generally speaking, during my freshman year, I made great progress in the study of interpersonal communication and textbook knowledge of computer technology. I have made many friends from various departments in interpersonal communication, and many of them have become my good friends, and won the "third-class scholarship", "learning excellence award", "three-good students" and "first prize in English vocabulary competition". I taught myself the registry, dos operating system, photoshop and so on in computer technology, and made great progress in computer operation. Now I can basically solve all the problems in computer software by myself. And determine their future goals, focus on software development, learn c++ and database first. After finishing, the copyright belongs to the original author and the original source.