Chapter 1: Another school season. Summer has passed, and the autumn wind is cool. Facing the first rain in early autumn, we once again entered the school season.
Standing on the familiar campus, rows of willows are still green, birds on the trees are singing against the bright sunshine, and the autumn wind is cool, which has swept over my cheek, which has opened the curtain of the new semester. At this time, I am afraid of the campus where I have studied for two years. As a ninth-grade student, there will be a severe test ahead, and I can't help but feel a little scared. It's up to you to break through the tight encirclement and give yourself a broader world, or to be timid under many tests. We no longer have our own spare time, but devote ourselves to study, which makes me look forward to my life in the ninth grade, but also mixed with timidity.
I didn't realize the grim situation of entering a higher school before. It's enough to learn something all day, but I don't know that I'm short-sighted, like a frog in a well. I thought the scene in front of me was the whole world, and I learned enough to cope with the exam. When you pass the exam, you are complacent and show off everywhere, as if you want people all over the world to know, while others are wandering silently in the wider world. Just like a river that has never seen the ocean, it never knows its own smallness. Only by enriching the heart can we sublimate ourselves. This is what we should do now.
Since the ninth grade, I began to worry about studying. Two years of study is enough for me to find many shortcomings, especially in my study. If we find shortcomings, we must remedy them in time. It is still too late. It's too late, which not only wastes time, but also has a future. What we have to do now is to make a study plan for ourselves and have our own study methods. Even though the road ahead is very difficult, we can still reach Ma Pingchuan with hard work and progress. Remember it at school!
The ancients said: "Learning without thinking is useless, thinking without learning is dangerous". For the ninth grade students, "learning" and "thinking" should be closely combined to have ideal results. Gorky once warned us that "books are the ladder of human progress". At the same time, you should also read after class to enrich yourself. Confucius said, "Reviewing the past and learning the new can be a teacher." . Reviewing what you have learned in time may lead to new discoveries and understandings. Similarly, you should preview what you have not learned in advance, so that you can be clear when you learn a lot of knowledge. It is also the key to have enough confidence in future study. Drop of water wears away the stone, and the pestle grinds into a needle. Over time, you will achieve your goal.
It is another school season. Laughter and tears in the past will make blowing in the wind. I just hope I can say to myself at this time next year: there is no regret in junior high school life!
Chapter 2: Another school season. Today is the first day of school. It is cloudy. In the afternoon, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky outside the window, making the dark sky instantly bright, followed by thunderous thunder. The pouring rain mixed with the strong wind made the outside world very messy.
My ninth grade life came with the storm. Looking at the moving clock hands, I can't help thinking of the past. At that time, we were still students in grade seven and grade eight, and we were used to the days without tension, pressure and challenge. Now, everything will change, once will no longer exist, that familiar figure, that touching moment. There are only checkpoints in front of us, and only challenges meet us. The storm seems to hint at the difficulties and changes in the ninth grade. Everything is changing, spring, summer, autumn and winter. In the past three years, only your classmates have remained the same. Only by relying on each other, uniting and striving for progress can we achieve final success.
The storm is more violent, and the dazzling lightning and loud thunder are all explaining to us the great challenge of the ninth grade. Some people say that the ninth grade is miserable. Yes, the great pressure and fatigue of the ninth grade may be unbearable for those who are afraid of difficulties. My eyes turned to the window and looked at the trees swaying in the wind and rain. They shook mercilessly and they danced in the wind and rain! Even trees can dance in wind and rain. Can't we write our own chapter in the challenge? No, we will do better. We will use time to sharpen our will and sweat for the fruits of victory. Take challenge as paper and diligence as ink, and add a glorious stroke to our life!
The storm comes and goes quickly, and it will clear up soon, just like the ninth grade, with short time and arduous tasks; But as long as we join hands and unite as one, the great task is like a grain of sand in front of us. Any difficulty will give in before us! We are the final winners, we are the real kings!
There will be results after hard work, and there will be rainbows after the storm. No matter what kind of people we are now, as long as we have a firm belief and are willing to work hard, we may succeed. Perhaps we are not afraid of the difficulties and tasks we will face, and we will go all out to at least live up to the lost white skirt, the struggle and sacrifice without regrets, and the tears of joy at last. ...
Let thunder and lightning be our prelude, and we will break through the storm of the ninth grade with sweat and efforts to meet our glory after the storm!
Chapter 3: Another school year. The two-month holiday slipped away in a hurry, and a cool autumn rain drifted by. It's another school season in a blink of an eye.
I remember two years ago today, the green trees and red flowers reflected our faces when we first entered the school, the awkward communication tone, the awkward getting along with our peers, and the immature voice ... In retrospect, scenes were engraved in my heart like movies: sports meeting, running competition, chorus competition, award ceremony ... We experienced autumn, winter, spring and summer, tasted all the ups and downs, and the warm atmosphere highlighted the tacit understanding.
In such slapstick and laughter, we moved from grade seven to grade eight. Time flies, our story is like a vivid story book, which has already made readers extremely excited before reaching the climax before the ending. In our cheers, we welcomed a new class teacher. He is both stern and humorous. He never seems tired, and always pours his enthusiasm and blood into the land of Chaoyang class without reservation. I believe that under his guidance, we will work hand in hand towards glory ... We have cheered, been depressed, made progress and lost. Chaoyang class has gone through ups and downs this year, and every step has his silent contribution.
Looking at the green outside the window and watching the classmates busy studying, I know that I neglected the whole year in the eighth grade. I haggle over every ounce, inadvertently perfunctory time, wasted youth, wasted life. There are many times when I dare not really face myself. At this time, I asked myself, as if all I accumulated this year was a pile of bubbles, and the dazzling aura almost burned me, and the laughter hurt me to pieces.
Look at the dust flying in the sun, like dancing elves, one colorful soap bubble after another flies into the air and bursts with a bang in the air without a trace. I regret it, I really regret it, but everything seems so powerless. I made everything so grandiose, and finally I was sarcastic. It's the ninth grade, so let's try it at last! Take away your meaningless slogan, break the bubble and face the reality bravely! The sunshine suddenly spilled into the classroom, and my heart was suddenly enlightened, no longer covered by dark clouds, no longer flashing, no longer lazy, so full of vigor and hope!
Ninth grade, down-to-earth, work hard, know what kind of life you want, then bite down, don't let go, always remember: down-to-earth is the most important thing.
It's another school season, and I'm ready to set off for a brand-new future!
Chapter 4: It is another school season. The green willow leaves on campus are once again surrounded by the golden autumn sunshine, which looks like a huge golden sailboat from a distance. I am walking in the campus that exudes the glory of summer everywhere, and my heart is full of joy and excitement. It is another school season and another year of hard work.
Qian Qian has grown into a ninth-grade student unconsciously with ten thousand sunrises and sunsets and a dozen seasons. At the beginning of the ninth grade, looking back, the precious memories treasured in my heart are played back in front of my eyes like movies. The repeated communication of teachers, the company of classmates day after day, and the good intentions of my parents have all precipitated into treasures in my memory in the passage of time.
What emerges in my mind is my naive and lazy self at that time. I want to say to me now that you have been lazy for two years. What do you fight with?
Thinking of this, my heart suddenly tightened and I jumped back to the present, the teacher on the podium and the brand-new classroom. Now, I seem to be no different from myself in grade seven or eight. I still have the idea of leaving room for myself: it's too early, it's not too late to work hard, and it's not so serious. However, when the curtain of the ninth grade opened in front of me, the audience was full of my family, my teacher and my schoolmate, while I stood on the stage, and the gathered lights hit me defenseless, like a ridiculed actor, and I was suddenly pushed onto the stage before I was ready. Fortunately, I still have time and courage. I believe that my nervousness and anxiety will be transformed into fuel for my progress, pushing me into a fast-paced track, so that I can meet and embrace this different new semester in a brand-new state.
The class time is very short, and it's the first time that I feel how a class can be finished so quickly, but time flows away in this simple classroom. I have some regrets. How did I realize it today? Fortunately, today's consciousness has given me the strength to do my best this semester. When I devoted myself to this semester, I suddenly felt that the future did not seem out of reach; In the future, I have worked hard, worked hard and struggled hard, and have the strength to see myself in the future. At the same time, I also clearly see that the road under my feet, my ninth grade and my new semester are unique. It pulled me out of confusion and chaos, polished me in challenges and climbing, stripped me of my thirteen-year slack and released a brand-new self.
Thanks for such a school season, this is my beginning!
On my way home, I looked at the sunset dyed red on the horizon, as if I were bathed in this magnificent scenery. I think my brand-new ninth grade will also set sail like the red sea on the horizon, dazzling and moving.
Chapter 5: Another school season always flies by. In the school season, I packed my books, put on my schoolbag and stepped into the campus after two months' absence.
Stepping into the campus is both familiar and unfamiliar. Habitually go to the former eighth grade classroom, our classroom is full of strange faces, and then suddenly realize that we have moved into the new teaching building. Green figures are walking around the campus, and the teaching building stands next to the basketball court ... Everything reminds me that it is September 1 day again, and I am already a ninth-grade student.
Walking into the classroom, I saw familiar faces. I haven't seen you for two months, and my classmates have changed a little. Some are taller, some are fatter, and some are dark ... In short, as soon as they meet, they talk nonstop, as if they want to talk about all the lovesickness they haven't seen for two months at once.
The students are still the same, but I have not seen that lovely figure in the classroom. I still remember the first time we met. She is wearing a white dress. She likes to laugh. When she smiles, she will inadvertently reveal two cute little tiger teeth. Her hand always caresses the bangs on her forehead. ..... In the past two years, she led us to realize our vows one by one, winning the first place in two running competitions, the first place in the sports meeting group and the first place in the fourth comprehensive advanced class group ... I thought she would accompany us through these three years, but at the beginning of the new semester, my sister and teacher suddenly left us, and I didn't give up on her departure. I hope the new head teacher can lead us further. All things must come to an end, so it may be hard to get together again, but I will never forget this "sister" who has been with us for two years.
Compared with grade seven and grade eight, we are less carefree and unrestrained in grade nine. When I was in seventh and eighth grade, I was always lazy. I always felt that I knew everything, but when my grades came down, I suddenly realized that I still had a lot to do. I made up my mind to study hard, but only at that moment, I threw them all away. When I entered the ninth grade, I looked at my classmates who used to love to laugh and play, but also fell silent and buried myself in reading. I couldn't help being infected by this atmosphere and learned to indulge in it. Someone once said, "Work harder every day, just to bring distant goals closer." I am also convinced that those who work hard will eventually achieve their goals.
On campus, the long branches of willows hang low, and it blows to students in a hurry. It rained in autumn, and the willow leaves on the tree have turned yellow. Looking at the falling yellow leaves, my heart is full of emotion. ...
I hope that next September 1 day, I can step into the ideal high school gate with joy.
Chapter 6: It's another morning of school. Walking out of the house, it was windy and I felt a little cold, so I couldn't help shrinking.
Walking on this familiar road to school, I feel a little strange today. I haven't been here for two months, but I have appeared many times in my dreams. Walking into the familiar campus, oh, still so kind. On the way to the classroom, I saw many seventh-grade freshmen wearing camouflage uniforms before I realized that it was another school season. I'm in the ninth grade.
Walking on this familiar path, I found that the willow leaves on both sides of the road were greener. Long willow branches fluttered in the wind and sometimes touched people's faces. The grass under the tree grows wildly because no one steps on it. The crystal dew is still hanging on the grass and looks greener. I haven't been here for a long time, and everything is the same.
Walking into the new classroom and looking at these familiar faces, I remembered my meeting with my classmates here two years ago today. Our naive but hopeful eyes seem to be just yesterday, and there is still one year, no, only nine months. When we think about it, we feel that we should cherish the last year more.
Everyone's expectations for this new semester may be different. For me, it means that I have become a junior three student, which means that my study pressure may increase, but it also means that this is my last chance to work hard in junior high school. I firmly believe that even God will make way for a person who is firmly moving towards his goal. In this new semester, we should do our best, persist and persist; Try harder, try harder.
There is a famous saying in the library of Harvard University: Take a nap at this moment, you are dreaming, but study at this moment, and you will realize your dream. In fact, dreams and dreams are all about themselves. As long as we don't waste every second of study time, study hard and be ourselves, then next year's dream will definitely come true. But if we are still playful and refuse to study hard, it is only a dream to make ourselves better. Therefore, I must firmly seize all the time I can study to enrich myself. Only in this way can I achieve success and joy tomorrow.
Maybe we will appear in different high schools next year, but if we have worked hard and struggled for a goal, then we will not regret it, but when we waste time regretting it, our hearts will be uneasy.
In the backlight, we are all going on a date called Youth. In this early autumn morning, in this school season, in the face of difficulties, we will face difficulties and cross countless rivers, and we will set out together.
Chapter 7: It's another school season, and it's autumn in a blink of an eye. It was raining in Mao Mao, hitting the table through the screen window, and the wind was mixed with a little chill.
In the school season, the children of my mother's colleagues were admitted to Wuhan University. Today, she went to a celebration dinner and told me what she saw when she came back. I can feel my mother's full expectations-I hope to be admitted to a good university in the future. At the beginning of school, every time my mother mentioned this, I would deliberately avoid the topic, or smile and say nothing. Maybe my ambiguous attitude makes my mother uncomfortable, and every time I speak, I will inevitably quarrel. At this time, I feel like today's weather, wet by the rain.
I avoid the topic because I am not sure about my own strength, and my grades are always erratic. Aim high. How much have I achieved? What efforts have I made to speak too early? I'm afraid I'll be more disappointed if I say it The teacher said a lot of inspiring words, and I liked them very much, but no matter how hard I tried, my grades never improved. On the contrary, my efforts seem to be fruitless. Last semester, I studied English hard, listened carefully in class, remembered my notes completely, finished my homework carefully, copied down the wrong questions, and recited all the English texts in time, but I barely passed the exam and was very confused.
Even so, I was full of confidence when I started school. I told myself: work hard! People have to live for themselves all their lives. I don't expect a gorgeous life, I just want a plain life. I still have time and blood to push me forward. My previous research by myself didn't have a significant effect. I will ask my teachers and classmates if I have any questions this semester.
I grew up introverted. I'm not good at words. I don't know what to ask. I always stand by and watch them with a smile and watch my friends play and chat together. I just stood by and watched. I always feel that I am too cold to take the initiative. Loneliness has always been my only feeling. I blindly think that what I do is right, and the fault is always others. Those who really treat me, I didn't give them happiness together, and I feel powerless to return their love for me.
I want to try to break through these obstacles, but I don't know how to ask questions in time. I believe I will break through this difficulty; Let go of yourself and be happy with your friends. The ninth grade will face the first choice in life. I will take every step down-to-earth and become a girl with many friends and people.
In the new semester, I will use all my motivation to pave the way for the city high school and my own future!
Chapter 8: The sunshine in September is still bright, and the willows on the roadside are still flourishing. Standing under the Liu Yin, an autumn wind blew, and a few yellow leaves fell. I can't help but think that they must have fallen prematurely because of premature germination, so I thought of me. I should do the right thing at my age.
It's September again, a school season. I clear my mind and start over. Standing at the door of the brand-new classroom, I have unspeakable bitterness in my heart. Because, from today on, I will no longer be a child who can play willfully. Every choice and growth in the future will determine the fate of my life.
I used to talk only about dreams and wishes, and that unrealistic feeling always made me feel that the future was so far away. In the past, I would measure my future height because of a small success. As a result, the temporary joy often disappears before reaching the peak. From now on, I will abandon unrealistic practices, take down-to-earth actions, pay attention to the process and expect results. I hope that no matter one year later or four years later, I can do it without regrets.
Looking back on the past days, I feel too comfortable, feel at ease, think hard, but relax lazily. It's as ridiculous as a fat man talking about losing weight while eating chicken legs. Ironically, I am still self-righteous, glancing at those students who have worked hard, and my eyes are still full of disdain. Today I think I am the most ridiculous person!
I don't want anyone to read the report card and laugh at me in the graduation season tomorrow. Maybe no one laughed at me at all. Why is everyone so concerned? Most importantly, I can't escape my guilt and condemnation. I don't want to disappoint those who have always trusted me. They expect too much from me, and I can't let them down!
Maybe it falls as early as a fallen leaf. If it prospers too early, it will decline too early. Everyone doesn't know what his future is. To live up to the meaning of the future is to do well in the present and grasp the present. This is an explanation of his future.
My parents told me that a person who is content with the status quo is not humble, but a person who is content with the status quo when he can try to go further. I don't want to be such a person, so I will stick to it!
Different classrooms, different places, different teachers, different mentality, everything is very fresh after school. I hope all of us will not change our original intention and work hard. Set goals, work towards your own goals, and share joys and sorrows.
The autumn wind is still there, and the willow branches are swaying. Believe me, I am struggling to run forward on the road of life and bloom my own wonderful!