With the sweet sound of the exam, I walked into the examination room with great excitement. Looking around, everything was so fresh and familiar. Looking at my beloved teacher and dear classmates, I didn't know where an idea came from and opened the window of memory. ...
I remember when I first started school, because I was a freshman and the two places were separated, my views were still unfamiliar, so my teacher asked us all to make a simple introduction. The students introduced themselves one by one according to the teacher's words. At this time, the "small advertisement" students in our class came up, and the first sentence made everyone laugh. "There is justice in the world, and there is always a reward for giving. It's better to say it's better to do it than to do it, and to do the best step by step VCD. "
After listening, the students all laughed in unison. The teacher said humorously, "This introduction is good, but it's a pity that he is from VCD." What the teacher said made the students laugh sweeter. ...
Another time, there were almost no students who loved learning, because we all felt that our future was bleak, because our past was disgraceful and our grades were not very good, so the teacher gave me a philosophical multiple-choice question: "A is a frequent smoker and drinker, and he can't sleep without drinking every day; B once had two mistresses, was kicked out of the office twice, and had drug abuse problems; C has won glory for the school many times and never did anything illegal when he was a child. Please choose one of these three people who you think will contribute to the motherland when you grow up. " At first, we all thought this question was boring, because even children would choose C. Undoubtedly, our answers were all C. Then the teacher began to uncover the real answer. Someone really said to us: "A is the president who has been re-elected for four times; B is a hero who has made great contributions to the motherland; C is a demon who has taken thousands of innocent lives. " As soon as the teacher's words fell, the students began to talk. They all thought it was impossible, but it turned out to be true. The teacher said to us, "No matter what your past is like, as long as you have your own goals, you will be the winner from now on." After listening to this passage, I have mixed feelings. I know I should keep working towards my goal and never give up.
It is these words that have changed our class. Let's keep working hard in the future and strive for our goals!
Writing makes me () a 600-word narrative two or three things. People say that junior high school life is the best time of my life. Yes, the colorful junior high school life is really hard to forget.
I remember that in the first class of the first grade, the teacher asked us to cut paper and cut a calf, and the whole class was boiling. Novelty really interests us spoiled young ladies. Everyone has a pair of scissors and a piece of paper, and they begin to "work". Paper-cutting, a seemingly simple thing, is really not easy to do. Every corner, every corner, must be done very carefully, otherwise there will be very rough edges and corners. Look at the classmate next to me, staring at the paper, holding the scissors hard, hoping for perfection, but it is still flawed to shake hands carelessly. He sighed helplessly. The freshness was faded by layers of screens, leaving only two words-boring! We seldom take scissors, which is really a bit "out of our depth". However, gradually, my hands became more dexterous. Under the guidance of the teacher's hands, I gradually found the feeling. After two classes of study, I finally cut off this "calf". It's not pretty, but I'm flattered. After all, I made it myself. By attending the labor and technical class, I deeply feel that my self-care ability is still very poor. If I want to accept the challenge of 2 1 century, I need to constantly strive to improve myself.
Another day, our PE teacher taught us to play basketball, starting with a three-step layup. "One step, two steps, three steps, layup." After a series of perfect movements were completed, the students looked at the PE teacher with admiration and were impressed by the dashing and heroic attitude of the PE teacher. Later, the teacher showed us several times and let us practice by ourselves. All the other students were concentrating on practicing, so I got into a fight with one of my classmates. His classmates chased me like a vicious dog and tried to bite me. I want to say, "Have you been vaccinated against rabies?" Who knows that when he was in a hurry, he said, "Did your dog get rabies vaccine?" Coincidentally, just as I finished playing, that classmate looked at the basketball intently and said, "I haven't played for a long time." I almost laughed when I heard this.
Our campus life is like the moon, with ups and downs, and like a kaleidoscope, it presents a colorful world. ...
There are 600 words in the composition "Two or Three Things in Junior Three", and the narrative words are piled with thick books, which makes the background color of junior three monotonous. But we can still draw lively and innocent children's pictures with laughter; Draw a beautiful and moving ink painting with our understanding of nature; Draw colorful oil paintings with our exaggerated laughter and behavior ... When we pick up these pictures again, when we look back, we will find how beautiful and unforgettable the "boredom" of Grade Three is. ...
Piles of thick books, plus piles of endless exercises, make everyone in Grade Three say that life in Grade Three is boring, but in my mind, it's not entirely true: we not only have piles of thick books, but also colorful color palettes, bearing my laughter and dipping our lively childlike innocence, adding a little fun and vitality to our life in Grade Three.
Autumn wind is really heartless. Winter has arrived, and the beautiful flowers outside the window have withered with the wind, but the plum blossoms outside the window are still standing proudly in the cold wind. The branches are dotted with small yellow flowers, and the fragrance is overflowing. On the podium, the teacher listened attentively, but my heart could not hold back. If such a lovely flower is my own ... I didn't expect my deskmate and I to have the same idea. As soon as the bell rang, we rushed out of the classroom and went straight to the playground. The crisp fragrance came face to face and made my heart thump. But in broad daylight (broad daylight), there are many people and many eyes, so it is not good to be caught! I had to hope that Mei Xing sighed and walked away. Finally, after the first evening self-study class, we sneaked out of the classroom and found some good prunes. My deskmate volunteered to climb trees and pick plums, and I was duty-bound to do the job of stalking. Unexpectedly, as soon as my deskmate staggered up the tree, I saw Mr. Wei, the head teacher, striding towards here. Although it is dark, it should be difficult for him to find us in the bright moonlight. I quickly warned: "Oh, no, Mr. Wei is here!" The deskmate panicked, shook herself, pulled off a plum bar and jumped down. "Run!" We started running, but unfortunately, she ran to the right and I ran to the left, and two "ouch!" " Our faces were in close contact, and then we fell heavily to the ground. Black and blue, we covered our faces, grabbed the mutilated branches and rushed back to the classroom. Although the operation ended in failure and was seriously injured, we both laughed at the thought.
There is another embarrassing thing that made the whole class stay in Lian Xiao for a few days. It dates back to a Chinese self-study class not long ago. Teacher Mo asked us to write exercise books, while he patrolled in groups. While he was still far away from us, the deskmate secretly took out a big bag of cold rice noodles and a pair of chopsticks from the drawer. "I didn't eat, I'm starving. Would you like some? " The deskmate said while glancing at the teacher. Greedy I readily agreed. When we were immersed in delicious food, we saw Mr. Mo coming towards us. We quickly swallowed the bean skin into our mouths, and then quickly stuffed the "stolen goods" into the drawer. Just a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, when Mr. Mo came to our side, the chopsticks fell to the ground unwillingly and bounced on Mr. Mo's instep accurately. God, my heart suddenly tightened, my face turned white, my hair stood on end. Oh, my lady image! Sure enough, Teacher Mo started training angrily, "Are you less scolded …" The laughter of the whole class almost overturned the roof!
Stacks of thick books and endless exercises make the background of grade three dull. But we can still draw lively and innocent children's pictures with laughter; Draw a beautiful and moving ink painting with our understanding of nature; Draw colorful oil paintings with our exaggerated laughter and behavior ... When we pick up these pictures again and suddenly look back, we will find how beautiful and unforgettable the "boredom" of Grade Three is ... Hope to adopt it.
600-word composition about the second and third events of the sports meeting _ 600-word narrative about the second and third events of the sports meeting hahahaha ... bursts of laughter floated from time to time over the playground. You see, the students are all laughing their heads off, and they can't help laughing when they straighten up. Do you really want to know why? Because this sports meeting is so funny.
Let me tell you about the interesting "rattan circle"! The "Rattan Circle" requires competitors to accurately cover each post with the rattan assigned to them. In the process of covering, they have to bend over and cross obstacles, so that the goal is accurate and the race with short completion time can be regarded as victory. Agile and short students should be chosen to participate. The game is about to start. Every team member is full of energy and wants to win an honor for his class. Look at the high morale and confidence of the players. The athletes rushed out as soon as the game whistle sounded. Each team member is like a lively and lovely little monkey, flexibly and accurately putting the rattan circles on the benchmark one by one.
The competition is going on nervously, and some players' benchmark traps are not so smooth. Look at Ke Yu, a classmate in Class One, Grade Three. He was trapped in the last one and was about to rush to the next benchmark, accidentally kicking the rattan circle into the sky. Look at him, he froze on the spot, his face flushed, and he stayed there and didn't know what to do, whether to pick up rattan rings or move on to the next benchmark. Teacher Lin helped him out, handed him a cane circle, and he began to rush forward again. Look at Fan Ming in Class One, Grade Four. His performance really makes people laugh and cry. I don't know how to do it. He ran as fast as he could and wrapped the red scarf around the rattan ring. No matter how hard he pulls, he can't pull it down. In an emergency, he can't stop to untie the red scarf. He can't pick up that set of rattan rings again and run to the finish line with him. What should I do? Finally, he stopped helplessly, blushing and puzzled, while careful classmate Lin Xin quickly helped him untie the red scarf. Seeing this situation, I couldn't help covering my mouth and laughing. I thought to myself: there is no one in this class. I have to find a clumsy one. Worse than me! If I take part, I won't make a fool of myself like him!
How's it going? Have you ever participated in such an interesting sports meeting? I'm really sorry I didn't make it. Hey! No regret medicine. You must strengthen your exercise in the future and try to participate next time.
At the moment when Lu Xun wrote 800 words (narrative) in the composition "Ersanshi", I understood what happiness is!
However, he doesn't know that seeds are broken off from cooked corn and can't germinate!
So much for true happiness. The deeper the silence. Every corner between heaven and earth is sending a message of happiness, which makes me pull myself out of the house. I followed him and moved my steps lazily. After standing still, I really saw a bright green seedling smiling at me in the wind.
I want to laugh, but my eyes finally don't contain boiling tears. Looking at my father around me, I cried, completely.
At that moment, I realized that I was not alone!
Greatness-this is my first impression of Mr. Lu Xun. He is willing to be a willing ox and is busy day and night to change the destiny of the nation. He is a literary giant with a thin figure. Mr. Lu Xun is humorous and kind. He hates the darkness like the devil, thinks of others everywhere and downplays himself. In my opinion, he is an ordinary and great man!
When Lu Xun died, he was only 55 years old, but he wrote countless immortal works: The True Story of Ah Q, Diary of a Madman, Wandering, Grave and so on. But Mr. Lu Xun, who is admired by the world, always feels that he has not done enough. Whenever night falls, Mr. Lu Xun's room must be the most "lively" time, and he is playing a "symphony of words"
When studying medicine in China, Mr. Lu Xun realized that "the illness of China people is not physical, but psychological." So he decided to pick up a pen and appeal to the people of China through his own articles, so someone said, "Mr. Lu Xun's pen is the most powerful weapon against darkness."
People regard Mr. Lu Xun as "soul of china" because he lives better for most people. He is a cow and a horse for the people, but he is not proud, and he never rides on the people's heads and shouts, "Ah! How great I am! " Therefore, the masses held him high, high. Mr. Lu Xun never highlights his position and shows off his knowledge. He just silently accepted the honor and appreciation that people gave him.
As Mr. Lu Xun said, "Where there is heat, there is light." Mr. Lu Xun, Lu Xun's articles will always be the most dazzling light in the history of China.
March 323 composition 600 narrative March 323 composition 600
March into Jinzhou
In March, winter has waved goodbye to us, and spring has quietly come to us. Many changes have taken place around us.
Everything is a good proof. The temperature rose above zero, the ice and snow melted into stagnant water, and the sun began to shine brightly on the earth again. People took off heavy clothes and put on spring clothes, and children began to play happily. Looking at the lawn in the distance, there has been a faint new green, and the grass has drilled out of the land and started their happy life. Swallows flew back, and they cried happily, as if to say, "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! "
Look, all this is telling us: "Spring is coming!" " "This is March in Jinzhou, a vibrant March.
Grade 5 of Jinzhou Experimental School: Chi Yu 'ang
-250 words
Chapter 2: Fireworks set off in Yangzhou in March.
Spring is coming, and I like to be in the embrace of nature-traveling.
I have been to many tourist attractions, including Mount Putuo in the fairyland, the bustling Shanghai Beach, the beautiful Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, the dreamy Yixing Cave, the magnificent sea and the Slender West Lake. Last week, when Yangzhou held the Fireworks March International Tourism Festival, my parents took me back to the beautiful Slender West Lake.
We bought tickets and walked into the park. Walking on the forest path, catkins come face to face, flying like snowflakes, flying on the water of Slender West Lake, like a cage with a thin layer of smoke. At this time, I couldn't help thinking of Han Han's famous phrase "Spring City is full of flowers", Li Bai's famous phrase "Fireworks descend in Yangzhou in March" and Xu Yi's famous phrase "Moonlight on earth, rogue Yangzhou". These willow elves caressed my cheeks, hair and palms. They are itchy, perhaps the happiest enjoyment given to me by nature!
We walked on until we came to Wu Ting Bridge. On the bridge, we smelled an elegant fragrance, faint and intoxicating. Looking down, it turns out that Qionghua, the city flower of Yangzhou, grows on the other side of the bridge. The spring breeze is full of white Qionghua, and there are shining water drops on the green leaves. Isn't this a symbol of vitality? Occasionally, a few colorful butterflies come and dance on the bud, as if welcoming us. Walking around the Wu Ting Bridge, you can see the beautiful scenery of Slender West Lake. The beautiful white tower and the rippling green water make people feel relaxed and happy. On the green water, there are many cruise ships parked, and the boats are filled with the smiling faces of every tourist. At this time, everyone broke away from the city customs and returned to simplicity in this beautiful scenery. "Cross-strait smoke is green, a spring rain is apricot blossom red", which really intoxicated me.
Ah! I love you, Yangzhou! I will always remember you-Slender West Lake!
The 800-word narration in the composition "Cao Xueqin's Two or Three Events" opens the picture of history, and there will always be some people and events coming to us slowly through yellowed paper. They have the stubbornness of "taking family as the mainstay and men as self-improvement"; They are a little blue about deep pools, and they are detached, regardless of adversity or success or failure. Our world shines because of them. "You can't see how the water of the Yellow River flows from heaven to the ocean, which is gone forever. You can't see how lovely it is locked in a bright mirror in a high room, although the silky black turns into snow in the morning and at night." Li Bai, a poet of the first generation, sang the phrase "Laugh at the sky and go out" with his unique temperament. Is our generation Artemisia people coming to us? Xuanzong's wedding banquet and the imperial concubine's ink research were dazzling at that time: fame and fortune, geisha attendants at any time. What an honor it is. However, Li Bai is Li Bai after all. How can a small Chang 'an City accommodate this immortal who "spits his mouth and prospers in the Tang Dynasty"? No one will be seen with a sincere face. History will remember him after all, and the genius who created the peak of China literature. "Car trip, Ma Xiaoxiao, each of you has a bow and quiver on your belt ..." In the autumn evening, the west wind mixed with drizzle spread all over the earth, and the wind was biting. A generation of poet Du Fu came to us. If "a poet should beware that prosperity is a fashion, then this ragged old man seems to be always at the forefront of fashion." "No name, no illness! Flying around, what I look like. But sandpipers in the vast world! "This master, who is coming to the end of his life, still sings bitterly:" There are thousands of spacious buildings, and all the poor people in the world are smiling ... "He is destined to be remembered by history. To this day, we are still reminiscing about his words of "the wine in Zhumen stinks and the bones on the road freeze to death". "A bitter tears, full of absurd words. Dou Yun's author is stupid, who knows the taste. "Cao Xueqin is coming. If I have to give him a name, I think it must be a winemaker. He is constantly creating: dry red wine has been aged for thousands of years and shed a lot of bitterness and sadness. What kind of state is his persistent pursuit of everything? People often say: "It is difficult to turn luxury into frugality, and it is easy to turn luxury into frugality." But Cao Xueqin, on the contrary, from teenager Liu to middle age, "there is no rice and porridge at home", but Cao Xueqin was still very calm, and finally brewed a magnificent poem with a thousand years, reaching the peak of classical novels, which made people still shout: "A dream of red mansions in a thousand years!" Close these books, these "idols" are free and easy, and I am far behind them. The ancients let me learn to contribute from "turning mud into dust" and "turning spring mud into flower protection", and let me learn to turn things into white from "staying naive in the world". Be honest.
My 20 17 composition narrates 600 words, and everyone has their own goals, big or small; Far and near; It is also illusory and true. Slowly, we will also find that our goals will change with our growth.
When we were young, we would make it our goal to get a candy from our parents. Now that we have grown up, I believe there will be no such goal. Perhaps, in retrospect, we will feel how naive we were when we were young. However, when we were young, we had only one goal, and when that goal was achieved, we were extremely happy.
I don't deny that I had that goal when I was a child, and now I am in the top twenty students in my class. My goal is simple and common, that is to become the top ten in my class.
I will struggle, I will work hard, I will prove myself, I believe I will succeed, because I always believe that I will win if I love to fight!
A new life, a new starting point and a new environment are the biggest feelings after entering junior high school life. At this new starting line, we still have to study harder and want to reach the glorious end of tomorrow, even if we are very tired and bitter.
1, new junior high school environment
"Ha ha! What a big campus! " This is a sentence I added to the junior high school campus. Really, the junior high school campus is much bigger than the primary school campus, including many facilities in the teaching building, the students' level is also very high, and the learning atmosphere is extremely strong, which can surprise me. On the first day of school, the students are talking about learning. No, the math teacher just finished giving us a lesson, and my deskmate came over and asked me, "Hey! What's the name of this classmate? There seems to be another solution to the problem that the teacher just said. Can you study with me? " I promised him happily and began to study the problem. In the end, we not only confirmed his method, but also found more ways to solve the problem. It turns out that junior high school life is so interesting, but after all, it is as good as clouds. I thought, "study hard!" "
2. New starting line
After several days of life and study, I gradually adapted to the new life in junior high school. No, a week after the start of school, there was a "devil's gender test", and I thought to myself, "I must do well in the exam and show them how good I am!" But when I answered the question, I realized that getting good grades in junior high school is really not as easy as that in primary school. In the process of answering questions, I tried my best to think and get a good answer, but it was too difficult! I was still blocked by some roadblocks. After the grades came down, I didn't get the ideal grades, and there were many students with better grades than me. I realize that junior high school study is a new starting line for everyone, and primary school grades are just the past. After entering junior high school, everything went to zero. Only by studying hard can we achieve ideal results.
My new life in junior high school left me a lot of memories, with endless aftertaste. We should cherish this new thing and go forward bravely.