As soon as the second year of high school started, the class began to run for class cadres. I was the monitor of our class in the whole school year of Grade One, and I always tried my best to do well in my class. Although there are some mistakes, they are generally good. For me, this is a powerful weight for my election. But it turned out that I lost the election.

I can't tell whether I am disappointed or wronged, but I feel very uncomfortable anyway. This is not unexpected, but it is not so easy to really accept it. I also know that once someone runs for monitor with me, my chances of being elected are very low. Because when I was managing the class group, even if I was so accommodating, I still offended many people. I remember a classmate saying that I tried my best to be a monitor. I know what they say is true, but not everyone thinks so.

The current monitor said to me, "You lost the election because you worked too hard." I know this is true. It's so strange to get along with people. It's obviously for his own good, because it doesn't meet his wishes, which becomes the reason why he hates you. I have to admit that I have shortcomings in dealing with people. I don't like dealing with too many people, and I like people who are straightforward and frank. This makes me react quickly in dealing with people, speak and do things directly, thus hurting others. This failure is a lesson for me.

But on second thought, it's not a bad thing, it's enough for me to see a lot of people and things clearly, to see myself clearly, to calm down and think about what I should do, what I shouldn't do, and what I should do to make myself more perfect. It can also make me more focused on my study, make myself more focused on my study, and make my academic performance by going up one flight of stairs. Let me take part in the next election with a new look.

A life without failures and setbacks is a mediocre life. Share weal and woe, take a step back to jump further!

Chapter Two: One's Fun

Blue sky, white clouds, green grass, free birds, oh, and a little me!

Often a person walking aimlessly in a country road is lonely in the eyes of others, not lonely. But I don't think so. As long as you savor it carefully, you will find that loneliness is also a kind of enjoyment.

On the country road, there is no noisy sound and no one will disturb your thoughts. Can quietly meet the warmth of the past; You can think of the person you miss silently; You can daydream romantically alone, you can sing loudly: you can laugh and shout heartily.

One can banish one's thoughts at will and wander between the past and the future. In the middle of the night, a person suddenly had inspiration. A person can jump out of bed, turn on the computer, knock down a string of happy and magical words, turn on the light and write a composition.

How comfortable and natural all this is, the fun is hidden in your heart, as long as you look for it carefully with a happy heart. Anyone can find their own purity and happiness, even if you are a lonely child.

Rule 3: Walking is really interesting.

On Saturday night, after dinner, I want to play in the park downstairs. But just as I was leaving, my mother said to me, "Let's go for a walk by the Qiantang River today!" " "I was reluctant at first, but my mother dragged me away. Alas! I had to bite the bullet and go with my mother.

We came to the river, and there were many people on the river! Some are walking dogs; Some talk while walking; Some are fishing; The children are skating. The lights in the distance are brilliant, and the tall buildings on the other side are particularly bright. On our left-the fourth Qianjiang Bridge is brightly lit, and on our right-the first Qianjiang Bridge is also flashing. The two bridges echo each other from afar, dotted with Qiantang River.

It's dark on the river, so I can't see it clearly. Only the lighthouse gives off flashing light. There are many stars in the sky, shining with silver light, very beautiful! They also seem to be enjoying the scenery by the river with their eyes wide open.

I hold my mother's hand and look around. I think the river is actually beautiful. There are many beautiful scenery. Why didn't I notice it before?

There are so many scenery along the river, it's so beautiful! Next time, I will go for a walk by the river more often to discover beautiful things. Beauty is all around us, and sometimes we don't notice it. Let's throw ourselves into nature and enjoy what nature has brought us.

Walking is really interesting. I will come again next time.

Chapter four: My junior high school life.

Some people say that junior high school life is like a big step for a boy, full of endless pride and timeless elegance. In my eyes, my junior high school students are like a symphony with only six words: temper, test and challenge.

Tempering is always accompanied by opportunities. Six years of hard study at the cold window finally paid off. Until last September, I finally stepped into the door of Qiushi Middle School and took the second step in my life. Seeking truth is the basis of cultivating talents, and they appreciate talents. Here, seeking truth has taught me a lot about being a man and enriched my life experience.

Testing is more tiring than tempering, but it is often rewarding. I am the monitor, in charge of class affairs. While managing others, I must do better than others in order to make others believe in me as the monitor. Usually, I devote myself to class work and have a serious and responsible attitude, so I often work late for the tasks assigned by the school, but this is a test for myself. I believe that the long-term test will make me invincible and let me shine among the stars forever.

Chapter Five: A Little Thing

On Wednesday, after the second class, our classmates rushed out of the classroom and rushed to the playground to prepare for broadcast gymnastics. We were doing broadcast gymnastics, and no one found our head teacher, Mr. Chen, watching us upstairs. Whoever does it seriously, who doesn't do it well, who can see it clearly.

After gymnastics, the students in our class returned to the classroom one after another. Before we could sit down, the teacher looked around for a week and said, "There are so many people in the third and fourth grades, and only three students in our class dance the most happily." Next, we will invite Yi-ting Wang, Rebecca and Zhang Hao to do a hundred squats. " Suddenly, our whole class 5 1 eyes all turned to them. They are prone on the table, blushing, like shy little girls of two or three years old, unwilling to go on stage. Under the repeated urging of all of us, they finally slowly stepped onto the platform and did it.

At this time, let's look at the students again. Some of them shouted on the stools, some jumped up and down on the table, and some of them thought that an earthquake was coming. Others are standing on stools and prone on tables. Look at my deskmate again, he is even more interesting, twisting left and right there, muttering, "Fifty-seven, fifty-eight ..."

Camera back to three students, Zhang Hao has been exhausted, Yi-ting Wang is still full of energy, insist on completing the last few. Suddenly, the students shouted in unison: "ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred-",followed by a burst of cheers. The atmosphere was really warm!

Although two days have passed, I still remember it vividly and can't forget it. I think: the scene and atmosphere at that time were so lively and spectacular, but it was a very shameful thing. Because there are hundreds of students in the third and fourth grades, only three people in our class have done very badly, and other teachers have seen it. What should we say? We should do it well. What's the effect? You can't do such a small thing well, let alone a big one.

Chapter six: stealing computers.

A ray of sunshine slanted into the room through the window, and I felt so warm and excited when it shone on me.

"Study hard at home and don't be lazy." My mother told me loudly when she left. "I'm leaving." Dad's simple and clear words immediately reached my ears. Watching them fade away, I immediately turned on the computer to play games. The relentless sunshine faded away, and then I vaguely heard someone open the door, "Oh, no! This must be dad coming back. " My heart is beating violently like a dozen rabbits. I quickly unplugged the power and started my exercise book. Dad's footsteps are getting louder and louder. I clenched my fist and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead. Dad seemed to realize something and asked, "Did you steal to play computer?" "I didn't." That sentence seems very sure and firm. I glanced sideways at my father, and saw that his eyebrows stood upright in a figure of eight, and his eyes were wide open, as if to eat me. I had to swallow a mouthful of saliva to calm my heart. "I made a mistake and didn't admit it?" "There is no such thing." I pouted and argued confidently, so my father and I quarreled. ...

"I'm back!" As soon as the familiar voice fell, my quarrel with my father stopped. After knowing the reason, the mother said to her father, "How can you wronged a child? She said no play, no play. How could she lie? You must trust her. " I was shocked by my mother and began to feel guilty. At this time, my father came up to me and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong about you." Did my father really apologize to me? I just stood there, and his words kept hovering in my ear. They trusted me so much. It's obviously my fault. I am proud of lying to my parents. I looked up and saw his eyes begging for forgiveness. Suddenly I felt a chilling cold wind blowing from my head to my heel, and I was numb and numb, and I collapsed on the sofa. Before I knew it, my face was wet. My father came to touch my head with his hand, and my mother wiped my tears and comforted me together. ...

Lying in bed for a long time that night, I vaguely heard the conversation between my parents: "Now he knows that he is wrong, and our efforts have not been in vain." "I hope she will stop lying in the future." I suddenly realized that my tears came again, and the warm sunshine seemed to hit my heart again, which didn't disappear for a long time. From then on, everything I did was arranged by my parents and I never let them down again.

Chapter 7: The First Test

I believe everyone will have their first experience. I have lived for more than ten years and have done many things for the first time. Among them, the first test impressed me the most.

That was a long time ago. To be vague, it was six years ago. To put it bluntly, it was grade one.

I remember when I finished learning two units, I heard the teacher say that there would be an exam next week and I needed to review something. At that time, I just went to primary school and didn't know anything. I don't know why. When I heard the word test, I thought I was going to the laboratory to study something like a scientist. Therefore, I have been looking forward to the exam.

After a long few days, it's finally time for the exam. I am very excited and always look forward to doing research in a laboratory. However, this makes me so disappointed. I only saw the teacher hand out a blank sheet of paper, and the students "worked hard" as soon as they got it, which made me wonder. Why? Shouldn't we go to the lab? I was depressed at that time, but I was still staring and watching others do the problem, and I did it. I was thinking while doing the problem, why not go to the lab? I thought about it. I suddenly felt like crying, as if the teacher had lied to me. While I was wandering, I did the problem and finished a test paper. After handing in the paper, I went to ask my classmate why I went to the exam instead of the laboratory just now. Hearing this, the students laughed: "What laboratory are you going to?" The test is to write a paper and see how you do in this unit! "Hearing this, I immediately blushed. How could I be so stupid?

Did you find my first test interesting? This is the thing that impressed me the most since I was a child. I'll tell you other interesting things later.

Chapter 8: Gains and losses of Duan Kao.

Speaking of gains and losses, I can't help but think of a story: there was a boy who was an orphan and broke. God saw their pity and decided to help them. So God gave the first child a bag of gold, and the child left happily. A year later, all his gold was used up and he became a penniless poor man again. Although the boy got a bag of gold to solve the temporary economic problem, he lost the chance to solve the problem of food and clothing permanently, that is, to learn God's "golden touch".

This exam is the first large-scale exam since we entered junior high school, and it is also the first exam for ranking the whole grade. I treat this exam with a normal mind. Grades are not important. The wrong topic is wrong. In this way, I can remember it more firmly, just as Confucius said: I can gain new knowledge and experience from it and firmly grasp the learning methods. Although my grades are not the best, they are not bad. I should be in the top five in my class, that's enough. Why do you insist on the title of "first place"? This also let me know that I should not pay too much attention to honor, as long as I can say to myself with a clear conscience after the exam: "I have tried my best, my score has not been wronged, and I really don't know what to do."

I gained a lot in this exam, but I didn't lose much. My score is a little pity for myself, because I can do some questions completely and I lost the chance to enter the top 50. But this "loss" is also a kind of "gain". This missed opportunity will become my motivation to study, urge me to study and always encourage me to move forward step by step.

Everyone will have gains and losses in scientific research, and there will be gains and losses, but whether they are gains or losses, they will become your motivation to learn and encourage you to move forward step by step.

Chapter 9: Bitterness and joy of life in Grade One.

Under the scorching sun, beautiful flowers dare not show charming smiling faces. The cool breeze blew away the summer heat for us, quietly brought us the cold wind, and ruthlessly took away my first day, leaving me with a deep memory.

The progress in class, the play after class, the fun after school ... everything is as fresh as yesterday.

Physical education class is the favorite class for naughty children in our class.

"Free activities!" Whenever the PE teacher shouted this sentence, our originally exhausted bodies seemed to be full of vitality after Popeye ate spinach for a while.

The calm and impermanent playground suddenly boils: on the basketball court: the "men" in our class are under the scorching sun, and you come and I play basketball, all of them are heroic and have their own strengths. People have to vomit for three days after watching it-the technology still needs to work hard; The masters in the badminton room also show their magical powers, and they still don't give in to each other when sweating like rain. Gentle and lovely female students are jumping happily in groups under the shade of trees ... The most fun, intense and exciting thing is to play "smashing pig's feet"-boys and girls are divided into two groups, one group is surrounded by a circle outside, and then the other group's feet are smashed with basketball, and the person who hits them is out, depending on which group takes the longest to win.

Screams, laughter and cries for help were mixed together, and the whole scene was very lively. They play, laugh and go crazy. Everyone put aside all their original troubles and showed their naughty, cheerful and positive side ... happy laughter, bright smile and humorous words made us intoxicated and never knew that the bell for the next class had urged us.

Hey! Good flowers do not bloom often, and good scenery will not last forever. The rapid ringing of the bell again and again urged us to enter the tense learning classroom.

Holding a pen, we took notes in a notebook and listened carefully to the teacher's lecture, and our brains kept running with the teacher's progress. It can be said that all officials use it together. The bell after school brought us a lot of homework. Reading with the light on at night, exercise books after homework, and preview work before teaching.

The busy day is over, and we are all exhausted and running around. Finally, under the temptation of the dream god, we jumped into a warm and comfortable bed and began to explore wonderful dreams. ...

We are proud of our hard work day after day and hard study night after night. At this time, a sweet smile hung on our faces again.

……

The colorful life of the first day is like a bowl of five-flavor soup, which contains our laughter and sadness. At the same time, it also left an unforgettable page in our life history.

Article 10: I cried today.

I don't know how many times I cried since I was a child, but I usually forget it soon after I cried. But today I cried this time, but I will never forget it.

After dinner, my father and I were playing military chess, and my mother came up to me and said, "Zeming, after the start of next semester, my mother wants you to transfer, okay?" I was anxious when I heard it, and my tears fell down in disappointment. I cried and asked my mother, "Why did you let me transfer?" Mom said, "I heard that Zhangdian has a better school. Your father and I want you to go there. " After listening to my mother's words, I couldn't help but stand up and cry and shout to my mother, "I'm not going anywhere!" " Let's go You go! Chaoyang school is the best school, and our teacher is the best teacher! Miss Wei, Miss Wang, Miss Lu and Miss Liu care about us, love us and teach us knowledge like their mothers. Xu teacher, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zheng educate us like fathers, and let us grow up healthily and happily. I just like the teachers in Chaoyang school! I'm not transferring! "My mother saw that I really cried. She came over and wiped my tears and said, "I know you like Chaoyang School and your teachers. If you try to transfer to a new school, maybe you will like that school better. "When my mother said this, I suddenly remembered Liu Jinda of our class, so I said to my mother," Liu Jinda of our class was transferred from Zhangdian after the winter vacation. "His original school didn't want him, and the best school in Zhangdian didn't want him. He just came to Chaoyang school. His mother said that if our school can educate him well, it is the best school, and our teacher is also the best teacher. Now Liu Jinda has become so polite, hygienic and fond of learning. Didn't our teacher teach them all? When he first transferred to our class, he only got ten points in the exam. By the end of this semester, he got 99.5 points in Chinese and 96 points in math. Isn't this all earned by Mr Wei and Mr Xu? If Zhangdian's school is good, why don't they accept Liu Jinda? I won't go to Zhangdian, I'll come to you. "

At this time, the father who had been silent spoke: "What the child said is really reasonable. Which school is good and which school is not depends on the child's personal experience and feelings. Zeming is no longer a child. He has acquired a certain ability to judge right and wrong. Judging from his analysis of Liu Jinda just now, we should respect the opinions of children. " Mother pondered for a while and said, "The child has really grown up. Let's respect the child."

After listening to my parents' words, my heart finally put down, dried my tears and I smiled.

Article 11: I go to a nursing home.

Before I went to this nursing home, my mind was full of fantasies. In my eyes, the life of the elderly should be calm, harmonious, peaceful and full. Their life is not as beautiful as I imagined, but full of many disappointments. It's a little frustrating when reality conflicts with dreams.

In the process of chatting with them, I learned that their life here is not good. The attitude of the staff here is sometimes unfriendly. An old woman also told us that the money she put under her pillow was stolen, and life was not as carefree as we thought. When the old woman told us this, I clearly saw that her wrinkled face was full of helplessness, and her eyes were wet when the old man spoke. Her voice trembled. Speaking of his children, the old man choked up and his face was full of disappointment. The last sentence of the old man was: "If it really doesn't work, you can handle it yourself."

Looking at the back of this old man over 500, my heart hurts. My only regret is that I didn't give her the only money I had. If everyone had given her a negligible dollar at that time, it might have given the old man temporary spiritual comfort. I don't understand why today's society is full of helplessness and makes people feel sad.

Although this day is very happy, it is also full of sadness, not only for the old people's old age, but also for all kinds of things in this society ... Maybe this society is a little dark, maybe this society has all kinds of unfairness ... Maybe ... But looking back on this day, I am tired and full, and finally have an extraordinary little journey in my ordinary life.

Chapter 12: Playing Basketball

In the evening, my mother took me, my brother and Jony J to the Civil Affairs Hotel to play basketball.

A fierce game has begun! My brother and I are a team, and my mother and Jony J are a team.

At first, we looked down on them, and then something unexpected happened: Xiao Jia handed the ball to her mother with exquisite passing skills, and her mother was like a boy in her teens, full of vitality. She rushed left and right, broke through the defense line and went straight to the restricted area, then shot with both hands. "The ball is in!" Jony J couldn't restrain his inner excitement and cheered. Only then did I realize that my mother should not be underestimated.

The second game started and we caught up. I caught up with Jony J, caught him by surprise, grabbed the ball from him and passed it to my brother as soon as possible. My brother jumped up suddenly and almost flew to the moon. Suddenly, my brother braked suddenly and smashed the ball to the basket. After the ball turned several times under the basket, it scored. The onlookers cheered, and at that moment, they heard a loud noise. It turned out that my brother couldn't control his center of gravity after throwing the ball and fell heavily. At this time, the cheers turned into laughter, and only my brother lay on the court groaning in pain. I made two steps in three steps and ran to help him up.

After a rest, my brother said it doesn't matter, let's continue the game. Although our game is not as exciting as the NBA, because it is in person, it feels like three words "cool!"

It's late, and we three children are still having a good time. Under the tireless urging of mother, we had to bid farewell to the stadium.

Although I have returned to China, my heart is still rippling on the court. I will ride the court again tomorrow night!

Chapter 13: Ordinary things teach me to be a man.

Small things are not always mundane. Maybe through deep thinking, we will find some treasures. Inspiration comes from life, and nobility comes from the ordinary. Starting from ordinary things, I gradually learned to be a man.

One morning, my classmates and I strolled from the canteen to the classroom. At this time, a boy jumped from the right, which made us have to slow down. But the boy seems to be looking for something on the ground. We realized that we couldn't stop to let him go, so we made a detour. The style is so big that people feel that the bright sunshine seems to be just a painting in front of them.

I subconsciously looked back for a moment, but it stayed in my mind for a long time. Because I saw the boy tirelessly chasing a plastic bag that was blown away by the wind again and again on the ground. Finally, he picked it up and put it in the trash can next to him.

I was immediately shocked. I didn't notice that there was a trash can beside me, that he was just picking up a plastic bag, and that boy's resolute expression. From seeing him walk away happily until his back slowly disappeared, I have been thinking that dedication can be so simple, so ordinary, so happy and so meaningful. It turns out that there are such people around us. Boys' every move deserves our appreciation, attention and consideration. ...

One of the most common movements reflects a person's accomplishment. Ordinary things are not far away from us, even around us. Perhaps when we see pedestrians in a hurry in the rain, we will only sigh with pity; Maybe when we see someone busy looking for an address, we just stare silently; Maybe when we see the dustbin that has been blown down by the wind lying quietly, we only think that someone can help it up ... If we can bend down once, ask a word and extend a hand, then we will all feel the joy of dedication.

Doing an ordinary little thing is not easy to be noticed, but it can reflect a person's cultivation. Being a conscientious person in life can learn a lot from it.

Chapter 14: be true to yourself

Life needs reality, you need to be responsible for yourself and face your mistakes frankly, instead of complaining about others.

Maybe you are in an embarrassing environment, maybe you have a strong self-esteem and are unwilling to admit all the sins you have committed to anyone in the world. But have you ever thought that this will do more harm to your personality? ...

Talk to classmates during the evening break, be reported by classmates and tell the teacher. The teacher asked, do you refuse to admit it?

Hurt self-esteem Find the witness. When there is nothing to say, I don't want to admit my mistake. I said she was useless to complain about others and my environment. It is normal to make mistakes. This is necessary. It's a shame that I'm the one who said this was fake. I don't want to be criticized, and I don't want to see the eyes that my classmates hate. Therefore, I don't want to admit all this and put the blame on other students. I thought I could escape the pain.

Regret, why not be yourself? Admit your mistake honestly. "If you have it, change it, and if you don't, you will be encouraged." Why complain about the environment and others? "Gold is not enough, and no one is perfect". If there are mistakes, strengthen the correction!

Friends, be yourself! Be responsible for yourself and face everything calmly. Believe it, your heart will always come to the future!

Chapter 15: A Full Day

Today, my mother organized my aunt and I to go to Shunlian Square. My sister and I jumped three feet high. I shouted, "Long live mom, mom is great!" " "Mother said," well, let's go. "

My uncle drove us to the gate of Shunlian Square. When we looked up, our first reaction was that this square is so big! We went in and found many people waiting at the door. We didn't care, thinking that they were all waiting for someone. We took the elevator to the second floor and found that the whole second floor was full of people eating breakfast. We wandered around and found that the business had not started yet. I was so angry that I spilled saliva on the second floor before I started shopping, so my mother kept calm and said decisively, "Since,

I fell down. That's what mom said. I thought I was going back. I'm so scared! So my mother took me and walked to China Resources Supermarket. After walking for a few minutes, we appeared in another place, which is the gate of China Resources Supermarket! We went in right away, thinking that we could go shopping with our mother. Unexpectedly, Mommy left her sister and cousin in the bookstore and went shopping with her aunt. We don't know what to say. If we talk too much, we may get beaten like that. So we obediently read there, waiting for them to pick us up. We watched it again and again. Time flies. More than an hour passed and there was no sign of them. So I asked my sister to say, "Sister, just call Mommy with your mobile phone and ask him to pick us up." So my sister took out her mobile phone and called Mommy to pick us up. After hanging up the phone, my sister said to us, "Mom asked us to wait for them at the door. They will come soon. " So we came to the door, waiting for mommy and aunt to pick us up.

We also saw a man making a cake at the door, a big cake! A few minutes later, mom and aunt came out with big bags and small bags. So we went to eat under the rest shed not far from China Resources Supermarket. Mom bought a lot of things. I ate this and this, and my stomach almost burst. Half an hour later, my uncle came to take us home. You don't have to eat when you go home. I love my mother more and more.

What a full day!