Pregnant in October, everything is normal. However, on the night when the old lady gave birth to the baby, it suddenly rained heavily. The wind was strong and the clouds were dark clouds. The following is an autobiographical composition of junior high school students, hoping to help you.

Autobiographical junior high school students' essay 1 "whoa, whoa!" In the middle of the night in 20__, the cry of a little angel pierced the whole sky. This little angel was me.

Although I am a little girl, I am a Hercules! When I was 3 or 4 years old, my parents were busy with work and put me at my second aunt's house. Every day when I have nothing to do, my second aunt's poor watch will cry. Because I always push and push, sometimes my sister can't do her homework. At this time, she always looked at me with an atmosphere and helpless eyes. Knowing nothing, I continued to act as a porter.

But when I entered primary school, I was not so naughty. On the contrary, I was obedient. Other children always play heartlessly and fight every day, but I know how to learn. I never fight, whether reading or writing, so the words I wrote when I was a child were particularly beautiful! When I was in the fifth grade, my good friend found a fatal weakness-that is cowardice. Once, we went to play with a pirate ship, and I got on it even though I was scared. The pirate ship flew higher and higher, and my heart couldn't help hanging up. Finally, "ah, ah! Lower! " Friends are laughing. When I'm scared, I pinch her thighs to relax. She grinned with pain and shouted. When the staff saw this scene, they had to put us down slowly.

Now I am a bookworm, and books at home are piled up like hills. Sometimes I am reading a book and my mother asks me to eat, but I have entered the world of books and words and have no time to eat. Mother came up angrily and immediately threw my book on the table. I saw that her face was very similar to the red pepper described in the book. Seeing that my mother was angry, I had to accompany her to dinner. Now, I am a person who wants a round lock. I'm not a child anymore. I must study hard. I want my name to cut through the whole sky, as loud as the cry when I was born!

My name is Zhu Yajie, and I am a lively and cheerful girl. I have spent 1 1 winter holidays, in the sixth grade of primary school. My hometown is Ziyang, and I was born in an ordinary cadre family. Because my parents expect me to be a quiet girl, there is a female role in my name.

When I was a child, I was innocent. I always ask why. When I look at the stars in the sky, I ask why some stars are bright and some are not. When I see my mother's belly, I will ask why there is a baby in it; Looking at the exquisite wooden handicrafts, I will ask why it can be made of wood; See ... I have a personality brain, but I have no perseverance. ...

I have studied painting, practiced dancing and even played the violin, but I have only three minutes of enthusiasm for everything. It didn't take long for me to find an excuse to refuse, and I couldn't persist. For this reason, my parents are very worried that I have no skills.

Naively, I also recognized the notes as tadpoles! My sister and I argued several times whether the pattern on the music score was "tadpole" or notes, but each time it broke up in discord. This thing is black and has a tail. How could it not be a tadpole? I often think so. But it turns out that I was wrong. Out of the kindergarten gate, into the threshold of primary school. I grew from a shy and timid girl to a bold girl. Breaking into the haunted house and walking in the maze with my friends are all thrilling games such as rushing forward, playing windmill and soaring into the sky. Even adults don't have to have my courage! You can stay at home alone at night, and you won't feel scared and suspicious after watching horror movies.

Brave as I am, I cannot change my carelessness. I lost five points in this math exam because of an insignificant decimal point, and I missed 100. You still miss one or two questions when you do your homework. I am not only careless, but also careless! I often can't find school supplies, which makes me feel at a loss. My mother said I have amnesia, and I don't know if it's true or not. Sometimes I feel that I really have amnesia.

My life is as unpredictable as the sky, not only rainy and continuous, but I believe you can see the bright sunshine when you open the dark clouds.

I am the earth, a member of the solar system, and live a happy life every day! I have many "children", and I have given them everything selflessly, without asking for anything in return. Because of my rotation, day and night alternate, so that my "children" have time to combine work and rest, let them combine work and rest; And my revolution has produced four seasons, so that "children" feel the warmth of spring, the heat of summer, the coolness of autumn and the snowy winter. ...

In the morning, after taking a shower, I went for a walk in the universe. Mercury saw me and greeted me.

Let's talk about the interesting things of yesterday. Mars saw me and told me that he envied me and did nothing all day. Jupiter met me and chatted with me about home. Then I met Uranus and Neptune. ...

At six o'clock in the evening, I turned into a gourmet and went to taste the food cooked by "children". First I went to a hot pot restaurant and tasted spicy beef. Then, I went to a barbecue shop and tasted the "notorious" stinky tofu; I also went to the noodle restaurant and Hunan restaurant ... and finally ate a bowl of delicious rice noodles crossing the bridge. I contentedly climbed the spire of the Oriental Pearl and watched my "children" grow sturdily. I smiled happily, happily!

With the passage of time, the technology of "children" has become more and more developed. But they also cut down trees and discharged harmful substances such as sewage and waste gas, which made me weak and tortured by "children". So I became a patient again and went to the children's hospital to see a doctor. In the department of cardiology, the doctor told me that the blood vessels were seriously blocked and needed surgery. If I don't clean them up in time, I'll die of a heart attack! During the operation, when the doctors saw my injured skin, they were all surprised at my injury and couldn't bear to look straight!

Man, my "child", wake up! Do you think I can move to the second planet after "abusing" me? Impossible, because there can be no "second earth" within 40 trillion kilometers! I hope you will wake up soon and cherish the only beautiful scenery and flowers!

Autobiographical junior high school students' composition article 4 "Wow, wow, wow" A burst of crying pierced the sky. One day in 2006, I started my life journey like this.

Let me introduce myself first. My name is Liang. I am 12 years old this year. Now I am a sixth-grade pupil who is about to graduate, and I am facing the first stage of my life-junior high school.

I have a well-proportioned face, white and tender skin makes my mouth more rosy, and I have a pair of particularly lovely ears, like a cattail leaf fan.

I was very excited when I first learned to walk, and I couldn't wait to leave soon. In fact, as long as I walk fast, I will always be in close contact with the ground like a car that has lost its brakes or a headless fly.

When I was six years old, I did a very stupid thing. I saw on TV that someone buried apple seeds in the ground, then they took root and sprouted, and finally they grew apples. I thought to myself: If I plant chicken leg bones in the soil, I can grow a lot of chicken legs. The next day, I buried the chewed chicken leg bones in the soil. Every day after school, I can't wait to go home and observe its development. For months, my curiosity finally exceeded my patience, so I dug up the soil. I see the bones inside are smaller than the original ones. I thought someone picked out the chicken leg, and finally my mother told me why. It's really funny to think about it now.

I'm not so stupid in the fourth grade, and I'm beginning to mature. We are having a basketball friendly match with Class 6 (1). I am the captain and defender of the basketball team. Everyone is serious and wants to win the game. At the beginning of the game, it was our center's turn to serve. The center passed the ball to me. I take the ball directly to another basket. I made three layups and won two points for our team. After a while, the man opposite deliberately knocked down our striker, so I rushed up and hit that man, and finally I was sent out.

Holding the photos of my childhood, remembering the twelve spring and autumn years I have gone through! I have a different experience of the fleeting time.

I was born in that changeable era. At that time, my hometown was shrouded in dark clouds. However, at an incredible speed, when a ray of light penetrated, I grew up rapidly with a heroic attitude. The hero has my name-Pavel Colta King.

I was born in Shchepetov. My family is poor, and only my mother and my brother Aerjiaom earn some wages and live on these meager money. After being expelled from school, I was only twelve years old and worked as a boiler worker in a station. It was when I was a teenager that I met Tonya, a rich girl, and gradually fell in love with each other. At the same time, I also made friends with Zhu. For me at this time, the revolution is like a fire behind a scarf, hazy and unreal, but desirable.

Later, I was reported by Victor for saving Zhu, and unfortunately I was jailed. As luck would have it, I was released from prison and bid farewell to my childhood sufferings. The fire of revolution filled my whole chest. But something unexpected happened. I was seriously injured in a battle. Blind and discharged from the second line, the wind and waves did not change the party's initial heart.

Because of my serious injury, I went to the battlefield. Tonia, the daughter of the bourgeoisie, stopped contacting me, but began to be attracted by the charm of my ally Lida. When I was building roads, I deeply realized the value of life. I love the revolution so much that I fought Dubawa to the end.

But fate is always so unprepared. The physical pain and the iron ring of life have gripped me tightly, and my condition has deepened step by step. At this time, I was only 24 years old, but I was tortured by chronic diseases and it was difficult to get out of bed. The spark of revolution has burned my whole body and mind at this time, so it is naturally impossible to give up.

I helped Daya become an excellent party member. With the help of Daya and my mother, I finished his novel Born in the Storm. My manuscript was lost once on the way, but Paul didn't lose heart and went on with his creation. My novel was highly praised, and I finally picked up a pen as a weapon, still fighting for the motherland and the revolution. The iron ring of life was broken.

The growth of heroes is full of ups and downs. But how can you be a hero without the baptism of wind and frost?