The hourglass of time keeps flowing, and it's too late to say goodbye to sigh. Yesterday has been involved in the long river of time into a memory, and then a little transparent, and finally disappeared.

Unconsciously, it has been more than two months since school started. In this long or short time, we have matured step by step in the tense learning rhythm and moved towards the other side of growth.

I still remember the first time I was in a daze on campus, and my heart was full of surprises; I still remember that the Chinese teacher emphasized mathematics. When the math teacher emphasized Chinese, we were surprised to think if we heard it wrong. When the class cadre was appointed by the teacher, we looked around in panic, turning green and immature. Facing the noisy class for the first time, I can only do nothing if I want to manage it, leaving two tangled thoughts in my mind. I still remember that in the face of junior high school setbacks, we racked our brains to find a solution ... and all this became a footprint of memories and a valuable experience unconsciously.

"The competition in the experimental class is very fierce. If you want to be excellent, you must work harder than others. " "You must not be sloppy, otherwise the ranking will drop a lot." The teacher's earnest teachings still ring in my ears. At first, we felt a little exaggerated, but in the cruel competition, we were surprised by the huge gap between our grades and rankings, and suddenly looked up and saw the pressure of the experimental class. So, we were silent and began to learn to face the pressure bravely alone and ride the wind and waves in the sea of learning.

In military training, the numbness of legs and feet combined with hunger strike, like a storm, grinds our perseverance and courage to pieces. We cursed and complained bitterly, but finally stood up with the encouragement of teachers and parents to fight the storm. We are no longer the only children who hesitate under the umbrella of our parents, but soldiers who are fearless and brave in the face of setbacks and difficulties.

Under pressure, we seek change and struggle with the stubbornness and hard work of youth: in class, we keep an eye on the critical point and don't let go of any knowledge point; Class time is used to write minor homework, leaving time for self-study at night to review major subjects; After dinner, I immediately went to the classroom and nervously reviewed for the exam ... Unconsciously, in the face of difficulties, we clenched our pens, worked patiently and had more homework. We gritted our teeth and faced one storm after another calmly. Like a reborn eagle, spread its wings and fly freely in the vast sky.

In the experience of wind and rain, now we can handle affairs closely and calmly, and gradually develop the habit of being organized, rigorous, calm and careful, ready to fight at any time and contribute to the class.

We sat in the classroom, trying to ignite our dreams with blood. Sunlight shines through the glass, but it is also inferior. The impact in the classroom is the fiery youth and the dream of flying. This is a picture that can't be described in empty language. We write youth with our dreams, and we write the music of youth with our persistence in dreams.

If we used to be timid chicks under the umbrella of our parents, now we are rising eagles. We struggle, we struggle, we are proud! We will ignite the hope of seeds, summon migratory birds to fly, and bravely embark on our own journey along the dream track like flying dandelions!