My junior high school life is like a plate of fruit salad, with ups and downs, red, purple, blue and green. The big red apple is sweet and easy to remember. In just a few months, I have made great achievements. First of all, the National Day handwritten newspaper won the second prize, and now it is the first prize of class calligraphy. Behind these sweet memories are sour and bitter. This sour taste is like a crystal grape, sour and cold purple. Swallowed into the stomach but left a trace of sweetness. In these days, I have gained pure friendship, as flawless and precious as blueberries. This big green watermelon has delicate stripes and red flesh inside. This watermelon contains my selfless friendship with my good friends. I did something wrong, and my friends let it all out when I was in a bad mood. With the loosening of my studies, I began to decline. This is as soft as a banana, but it is still indomitable. I tried to climb and climb. "There is no best, only better!" "As a motto, I finally walked halfway up the mountain," ah-"I was relieved, but there were still classmates, no, many of them were above me. I must, like mangosteen, have a tenacious heart and go forward bravely in the scorching sun without being knocked down by difficulties. The more you eat this fruit salad, the more delicious it becomes. Trying new varieties is like trying and practicing in life. This is my junior high school life.
Time flies in the life of senior one, and unconsciously, the life of senior one has passed. We are about to enter Grade Two and start a new life.
In the first day of junior high school, we have troubles and happiness, successes and failures. The life of senior one is rich and colorful. I remember when we first entered the first grade campus, we entered the first grade with a curious and scared heart and started my new life. Only then did I find that the first day was not as terrible and novel as I thought. After entering junior high school, I went through several exams one after another. Although my grades are not ideal, my parents have been encouraging me, and my teacher has attached great importance to me and didn't hit me. I'm also determined to study hard and try to get good results in the next exam. I spent some time getting familiar with my classmates, class groups and teachers. We are all fighting for the new class, but we can never get back to our happy childhood. We thought we were just children in primary school, but in a blink of an eye, we have grown up, not children anymore, but grown up. Junior high school life will also become a thing of the past, so we should cherish the beautiful life now. Based on the present and facing the future.
Regardless of past success or failure, happiness or pain, I decided to cherish the beautiful life now. I don't want to find out that I left a regret after graduating from junior high school, and then regret why I didn't cherish it, so I will definitely study hard and cherish every day and cherish the beautiful life now. Let's cherish the present and face the future!
I just stepped into the door of the experiment. I am full of curiosity, curious about the people here, curious about the classrooms here, curious about the reading room here, curious about everything here.
Over time, my academic performance was not bad, and I began to be arrogant. When my friend reminded me, I thought to myself that although I am not very smart, my grades will always be good.
Since then, pride has occupied my soul, and my achievements have plummeted like a broken kite.
At the moment I received the notice from my parents, I failed the math final exam. I sat slumped on the ground. Tears fall unconsciously ...
Father's reproach, mother's supercilious look, grandma's sigh, grandpa's wry smile, and inner remorse … are always with me, which makes me feel sad and confused.
Helpless mother talked to me. Son, you're not stupid. You're used to it again-pride. Son, you have to understand that there is no end to learning. Pride goes backwards ... son ...
I listened to my mother's words with bitterness and expectation, and my heart was trembling.
After school started, I began to work hard. I firmly believe that "a hard work, a harvest", as long as down-to-earth, there will be harvest
After the mid-term exam, when the teacher read my score, I was excited and excited. The taste of hard work was wonderful! What I feel is a kind of admiration and I am deeply impressed by my efforts.
The joys and sorrows of the first day of life are endless. But whether it is bitter or happy, I will face it bravely.
I have been a real junior high school student since September 20xx 1.
The first year of my life has also begun, full of competition and challenges; It is full of responsibilities and efforts; It is full of happiness and friendship. ...
The first day of junior high school made me more interested in learning. In Chinese class, I seem to discuss children's carefree with Tagore, and I also seem to tell Li Bai, a "poet", the sadness of my friend being demoted; In math class, I seem to study complicated operations with little Gauss, and then I go to the math world to explore the changes of opposites. I became interested in Yuanmou's life in history class, and later admired the artificial fire of Neanderthals. The "classics" and "latitudes" in geography class give me a headache; Melodious music makes me happy physically and mentally. Tomorrow will be better, make me feel happy today and look forward to tomorrow. Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny made me feel the wonderful life. Jay Chou's blue and white porcelain made me feel the beauty of China's classical poems.
My childhood lied to me that youth is dull, with no lollipops to eat and no dolls to play with, just like black. But when we really enter the beginning of youth, we find that youth is beautiful and colorful.
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The beginning of youth and beauty is the time for our junior one students to face. It is blue, yellow and red ... The life of the first grade is blue, and she is elegant, fresh and mature. When we first entered junior high school, we obviously felt that no matter how crazy and playful we were, we could not be really happy. Ten minutes before class, except for a few boys, most of the students just sat in their seats and some were in a daze; Some are silent; Some watched Scarer … waiting for the next boring class. What does this mean? Doesn't this mean that we are now in an era of blue maturity? We are less naughty and naive in childhood and more calm and mature.
Life in grade one is yellow and full of personality. At this time, we are neatly dressed and charming. Most students always turn the beautiful collar on their underwear upside down. After school on Friday afternoon, they took off their school pants and put on their favorite jeans. Some students who love to brag will wash their faces and touch oil twice a day. These practices are not just to figure out a personality to attract others' attention. At this moment, it is the coolest color of adolescence-yellow!
Life in grade one is red. He is enthusiastic, diligent and enterprising. There are many exams, big and small, and the students carefully review and actively prepare for the exam. The usual leisure time is
My after-school life is rich and colorful, and I like to participate in various activities. I like playing badminton, swimming, football, table tennis and my favorite painting.
I have studied Chinese painting, watercolor, gouache, stick figure, cartoon and sketch. My favorite is sketching. Every afternoon after school, I finish my homework and start drawing. The teacher said that sketch is the basis of painting, and it is easier to learn gouache and Chinese painting after learning sketch. Now I can sketch a single still life and a combined still life, and I can also sketch people!
Sketch parade, light, color, quality, various performance factors, and spatial depth. For example, to draw a still life sphere, first make a composition (that is, draw a square). Now put two horizontal and vertical lines in the middle of the square, and then cut a circle inside the square; After cutting the circle, draw the dividing line between light and dark and high light spot; Finally draw light and shade with lines. Bright places are called highlights, and dark places are called shadows, which are darker. Finally, draw the background, and the sketch is completed.
By learning sketch, my aesthetic ability has been improved, and I have learned to observe the same thing from different angles and get different results.
You don't have to worry about cutting your hair, being judged in the crowd, and you don't have to worry about idolizing people who others don't like.
Life is colorful, you can bury your head in studying hard, study hard for more than ten years, and finally become famous all over the world; You can also eat all your favorite foods; Live or eat, drink and be merry, as long as you live and enrich yourself. Life is like a bird, you can choose when to fly and how high to fly.
We are full of vitality and lofty ideals. Pick up your crayons and let's show our talents! Don't imitate others, don't listen to others' advice, life is our own, and life is colorful.
On rainy days, go to get wet, don't bring an umbrella and enjoy the grace of nature! In spring, let's go hiking together to relax your tired body and mind most comfortably: in autumn, let's stand in the field, wave to the golden ears of rice, congratulate them and congratulate ourselves on the harvest ... each of us has our own music and sing with our own songs. This is our colorful life.
Life is like a test paper with colorful answers. Life is like a leaf, and every day is different. Please believe and remember that life is colorful and full of hope.
A life composition of 300 words in grade one means that you are going to a new school. The first day of junior high school means you have to know new teachers, new classmates and new classes. The first day means you have to start a new life. The first day of junior high school is a turning point in life, which will lead you into a new way of learning. I am a student who has just entered the first grade of junior high school. The first time I went to school was in a military training exercise in our freshman year. When I first came to this strange environment, I was not nervous at all. Later, after class was over, I suddenly heard a familiar cry and turned my head. It turned out to be my good friend. Seeing my good friend, I immediately relaxed a lot of my little nervousness. As the whistle sounded, military training began. I was assigned to a strange environment by the instructor. Although I often come to this big playground, this time it makes me very uncomfortable. Fortunately, after chatting for a while, I became familiar with my neighbors. We talked and laughed, which made me forget my unhappiness for a while. We had a good chat. When I was dissolved, I played with two good friends before, and gradually got used to it. We are all very happy to see each other. We don't know what to do without each other. Once, we were sitting there chatting, and the head teacher, Mr. Xie, came over and said a word to us. I suddenly felt a little relieved and didn't know what was going on, but the teacher got along well with us. After three days of military training, I made many new friends. I'll tell you something about my first grade life later!
I'm a little tired today. I want to have a rest. I went! Wait for my diary! Hoo hoo!