Junior one life composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone is always in contact with composition. The composition must focus on the theme and elaborate on the same theme. No rambling, lax theme or even no theme. In order to make your composition more simple and convenient, the following is my life composition for senior one 10, hoping to help you.

Life composition of senior one 1 Time goes by bit by bit, without stopping, leaving only memories that will never fade. ...

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When the faint morning glow appeared in the horizon, the crystal dew flashed a smiling face, and she walked lightly with the wind.

Walking into the campus and the classroom, I came to a new "world". Everything is so strange, without them, without them, without them. Although the sky is still the same blue, the walls are still the same white, and the classroom is still the same clean and tidy. However, there is no laughter, familiar faces and deep affection in the past. Thinking of this, I can't help feeling a little lost and lonely. I sat quietly on the wooden chair, looking at the green leaves and Woods, facing the sunrise and the scorching sun, and finally enjoying the sunset glow. The years have changed, the stars have changed and the seasons have changed. After the severe winter, a new life quietly opens. ...

"Hello, classmate, let's make friends." A wonderful voice echoed in my ear, so beautiful. "Hello!" I stood up excitedly, holding her delicate little hand and chatting while walking. ...

The cycle of the four seasons, origin and fate, happiness, is actually around us!

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When the vigorous sun shines in the sky and the delicate flowers raise their confidence, she raises her heavy head and rises with the wind.

What is happiness? The old man said: happiness means family reunion, the young man said: happiness means getting promoted quickly and getting rich quickly, and the child said: happiness means having lollipops to eat every day. Happiness is everywhere, but nowhere to be found. You don't know where it is, and I'm a little confused. What is happiness?

On the way to find the answer, I saw my mother, and I saw ... that bowl of clear soup noodles, so plain, but fragrant. Maybe it's just a small bowl of noodles, maybe it's just those clear dishes, but for me, this is happiness.

Motherly love is selfless and unknown. The person who knows you best in the world is her mother. Maybe you can't see her, but she is by your side, watching quietly. When you are tired, she will send you a cup of tea and a bowl of noodles, which are clear and light. For me, it is strong, strong!

What is happiness? I said: Happiness is a steaming bowl of clear soup noodles.

okay

When Hongyi's sunset ended in the sky and the snow-white egret waved its wings, it spread its huge white feathers and flew high in the wind.

The sun is coming to an end, and gradually, a semester quietly passes, fleeting. Recalling the past, the bits and pieces of memory have become pieces of puzzles and pieces. Sit at the desk, pick up the fallen picture, close your eyes, open your heart, feel it with your heart, you laugh, laugh at our youth and frivolous, laugh at what we did at that time, in that place. You cried, thinking about yourself and what you used to do in that place. Gradually, you open your eyes, and everything is blurred. At this time, please reach out your hand and dry the tears in your eyes.

You saw the bright sunshine, so dazzling, your fingers gently blocked (stuck) in front of your eyes, leaving a small gap, and the golden sunshine shone in and on your hands, so warm. As in my heart, so warm. ...

The story is unfinished, the pen and ink have not stopped, the memory will be updated, leaving a beautiful and full heart.

Pick up the puzzle in your hand and spell out your memory and your beauty.

-P.S.

I first knew that there was a high school attached to Jida University in this world, when I was eleven years old. That day, I overheard these four words from my father and was very surprised. I can't imagine what kind of school this is, but I just feel that it can't be reached for no reason.

I have always doubted whether I can study in such an institution, which is a small dream in my heart. It seems far away from me. But I didn't think that I would become a member of the high school attached to Jida in two years, and I had already fulfilled my dream.

On the first day of school, the still hot weather in early autumn made me a little nervous. I stood on the playground of the high school attached to Jida University and looked around with timid eyes. I couldn't find any familiar faces around me, so I looked through those strange figures until I reached the affiliated middle school of Jida, which waved to me frequently not far away.

In the first Chinese class, everyone sat in a chair and listened attentively to the teacher. The teacher wrote a few vigorous words on the blackboard and then explained them to us one by one. The teacher's voice is sometimes impassioned and sometimes low and flat. The teacher's expression, sometimes serious and dignified, sometimes amiable, fascinated me. I seem to be taken back to the past by the teacher. Even if the bell rang, I was still immersed in the teacher's wonderful class.

Since I put on this sea blue school uniform, the High School Attached to Jida University is no longer an unimaginable place, let alone a pupil's long-cherished wish, but a fact that needs to be faced with 100% efforts and enthusiasm. If life can be divided into many stages, then my first year in the middle school attached to Jida University is a brand-new beginning.

Yes, start to change, change the previous study habits, and start to mature. Time and time again, I began to set foot in many strange places and grew up in activities.

I remember that lecture. In order to exercise my ability, I signed up. This is my first time to give a speech on the stage, so my heart has been beating so fast that I even tremble all over. However, I got up the courage to go to the podium and saw the earnest eyes of my classmates and the encouraging eyes of my teachers. My mood suddenly calmed down, and the lesson plans I had memorized jumped out of my memory, and the sweat on my palms gradually disappeared. The next lecture became a few treasures.

That activity made me realize the hard work of teachers and understand the meaning of the word "teacher", which really benefited me a lot.

I like the classroom in the middle school attached to Jida University, and I like its stadium even more. Standing on the sidelines, often watching the ball, fascinated. What attracted me was not their superb skills, but their focused expression, rigorous attitude towards opponents and meticulous shooting style. Their earnest and devotion made me realize the spirit of pursuing Excellence and always striving for the first place in our affiliated middle school of Jida University!

Wandering in the crowded playground, green is so eye-catching. Green leaves turn and shine in the sun, blocking the summer sunshine for the students; In winter, snow falls on its thin body because of fallen leaves, but it also blocks the cold wind for us. Even after graduation in the future, the figure of this tree will always stand in my heart.

The childishness at the beginning of school almost disappeared. We are still active in class, but a little more calm; During the break, we are no longer crazy, but more focused on the basketball in our hands and sweating on the court; During the exam, we all held our breath and concentrated on thinking ... Who knows, our freshman life has quietly passed away these years.

Looking back suddenly, I have spent a spring, summer, autumn and winter in the high school attached to Jida University. I know I will leave my alma mater one day, but the only thing that remains unchanged is my sincere heart to my alma mater. It is like a river full of life. Although the scenery on both sides of the strait has changed, it carries countless boat passengers towards eternal glory!

Lantern Festival is another important festival after the Spring Festival. Every holiday, every family will roll up their sleeves and move together on the table, just for the white round jiaozi. No matter how busy you are, you will pack up your work at this time, go to the steaming kitchen without hesitation and have a happy Lantern Festival with your family.

Today is the Lantern Festival we are reading. How should we spend this day? Just when I was thinking, my mother had brought good news like the wind, that is, our community had arranged the venue for the Lantern Festival, waiting for us to participate.

How can you miss such a fun moment? So I ran downstairs. When I got downstairs, I found that the uncles and aunts of the property had put on neat work clothes and were busy perfecting the venue.

Hanging riddles, hanging lanterns, preparing gifts, and some even preparing flour to make stuffing for jiaozi. Do you want to package jiaozi? No, I thought to myself, full of energy, and I quickly leaned in.

The property uncle said that before the start, some people were ready to move, and some people had taken the first step and were stared back by the property aunt. We have to wait for my aunt's order to start.

Aunt property said, "Go!" Then the crowd surged up, and I was not to be outdone.

I'll solve the riddle on the lantern first. I think: why don't you guess a few simple ones first, so that you can get more gifts. I found a lantern riddle, as light as goose feather and as big as watermelon. I rolled my eyes and thought, hey! Isn't this a balloon? I quickly told my aunt the answer. Turns out I was right. My aunt gave me a bowl mat. I saw someone tug-of-war again, so I leaned in to have a look. After a lap, I stood at the end with a rope. The referee blew a whistle and I struggled to pull back. In the end, I lost because most of my opponents were adults.

After the activity, I was a little hungry, so I went to pack jiaozi. There are 65,438+00 small flour balls and a big bowl of stuffing on the table. I'll flatten the flour dough first, then take a small filling, put it in the center of the cake and wrap it up. So, a jiaozi was made. So, I made 10 jiaozi. After it is done, the taste is particularly special. I see: Only what you do is the best!

What an unforgettable and desirable topic it is to write a composition about life in the first day of junior high school. Whenever I recall my first life, people will feel endless feelings and thoughts, which will make people linger and recall the joy and happiness of childhood.

My life in senior one is rich and colorful. In the morning, I will attend the flag-raising ceremony in the bright spring, and look at the national flag raised in Ran Ran, and my heart is full of infinite strength. During the day, everyone swims in the ocean of knowledge, exploring the infinite mysteries of the world and discovering various problems. Sometimes, teachers lead us to play in nature, where we can not only have a good time, but also learn knowledge from playing and get physical and mental pleasure in the process of learning knowledge. Sometimes, our school carries out some meaningful activities, such as sports meetings and composition competitions. Students can not only play their talents here, but also exercise. It's killing two birds with one stone. Our school has also carried out some courses, in which we can learn more and make our knowledge more solid.

Of course, when I first "contacted" the first day of junior high school, my body and mind were not so tolerant and free. A new face, a strange word, will also produce a sense of loneliness in my heart. But with the passage of time, the distance between classmates gradually shortened, resulting in deep feelings. Loneliness is gone, but kindness and affection are ushered in. In the future study and life, students care about each other and help each other, becoming "people with heart" in life and study.

In a word, my first life was colorful, beautiful and impressive. I will leave my yearning for my first life in my memory, in my heart and in my silent memories.

Many people in life will carry a pen with them. It can be said that it is indispensable in our life-a pen.

Several parts on a pen have their own uses, shortcomings and are indispensable. Speaking of introducing the structure of the pen, I don't know where to start. Say the pen first!

The pen container is ugly in the pen. The car body is tall and thin with simple structure. People generally have two parts, but it is only one part. But don't underestimate this part. It is an extremely important part of the pen. Without it, the pen won't look good. If not, what can the ink core protect? Without it, it's like one of the five senses is missing. Without it. ...

Next, let's talk about people who often contact with pens! This man is a pen cap. She doesn't seem to have much work, but in fact she has a lot of work! Even more than the nib. Her work is very important. Her work concerns the quality of the pen and protects everything about it. Under its cover, the whole nib is extremely slender.

The cap wraps the nib. Pen tip, it can create miracles, it has power that ordinary people don't have, it can write black words on white paper; The absorbed ink is continuously sent to the body of the ink core, the pen cap, and an enemy, that is, the refill. Many people praise the pen cap, but the refill is not convinced. The refill has a complicated structure and lives in the middle of the whole pen, leaving no one to protect it. There is also a nib, and the ink core is close to the body! Below the refill is the ink core. The ink core is beautiful and looks cute, but its ability is limited to sending and receiving ink.

All pens, like our group, as long as they are together, they should unite and cooperate, and then there is strength and use everywhere. At this time, you will find that there is no difference between strong and ugly.

So the pen is indispensable in my life, and so is the pen in our life.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, from the first day to the third day, from an ignorant child to a little girl, I grew up. Did I really grow up? I have too many memories of junior high school life.

A little trip

Hey, summer vacation is so boring. Staying at home all day is really boring. I'm asking my classmates to come out to play. "Hello, potato potato, this is sweet potato. Please answer when you hear the call." "I'm sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please broadcast it after you pick it up. (short silence) Hehe, here comes the potato. What can I do for you? " . "-0-ah, where is justice? When will Sun Bing, who is so narcissistic and funny, get rid of this funny "problem"? How old are people? Ha ha "hey, let's go to potatoes tomorrow? Don't scare me, I have a bad heart. When I traveled, I knew I was poor and had no money. Don't worry, we will go by bike, which is environmentally friendly and saves money. =++= ~ Hehe''

The next day, on the way by bike. "The last thing is not a rainy day, but a roof that can shelter from the rain, Lalala. I forgot my words, but it's still raining. Today's sun will scorch you. That's not necessarily true. Why don't we make a bet? Come on, this is a bolt from the blue. It's terrible. It seems that we have to give up.

When I got home, I was limp all over. Well, it seems that exercise is still necessary.

My classmate grew up in a special family, and her mother was a paraplegic, which made life very inconvenient. His father is also weak and has no regular job. So he lives in a poor family. Therefore, he felt very angry and helpless about this unfair fate.

Since the second grade, he seems to be a head lower than others. Once a classmate joked, "Wang has no money, and his parents are useless." I don't think he will have any future. What else can he learn? " This almost lost the motivation to learn and the desire for a better life. Since then, his academic performance has plummeted, and going to school is like wasting time. His thoughts have changed since he came to Class 4 <1>. His head teacher, Mr. Lu, is a very enthusiastic and responsible teacher. Because his grades have been in the class, the last few teachers decided to visit his home in order to improve his academic performance. After his father's explanation, the teacher learned about his family background and his psychological state. A few days later, the teacher gave him psychological education, which gave him some confidence. Later, the teacher tried his best to help him, so that he was exempted from school tuition and fees. This was his study.

The life composition "1234" in the eighth day of the eighth grade, from time to time, came a forceful slogan. This is our seventh grade military training on the playground. Want to know about our military training life? Come with me.

I've heard how hard and tired military training can be before, but I haven't experienced it personally after all. Of course, there will be some small expectations in my heart, but there are also some fears in the expectations. I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt. I'm afraid I'll faint or feel uncomfortable. However, expectations and fears still can't stop the first major experience of our lives-military training. Although I knew I wanted military training, I didn't expect it to come so quickly and so fiercely. As soon as the opening ceremony was over, we began intense military training.

On the first day, Monday, after the opening ceremony, we were taken to the playground to start military training. What teaches us is a fat instructor. He is neither tall nor strong. He gave me a good first impression, because he looked very kind and hoped to get along well, so that our military training life would be easier. Later, it turned out that my judgment was correct. Instructors don't hit people or swear. As long as we behave well, let's have a rest. He taught us some basic essentials, such as standing, being at ease and standing at attention. Although they are all basic movements, it is not easy to be uniform. When I stand in the military posture, I always scratch my ears and stagger. It seems that I still need to work hard on standing in the military posture. In this way, we easily completed the first day of military training. Maybe the future will be more and more difficult, but I'm not very worried, because we have an instructor who is strict with himself!

The next day, today, we started military training after yesterday's content. But the difference is that we have a small exercise in the afternoon, which is a small contest between our seventh grade 14 classes. It seems that today will be more fulfilling, and there won't be so much rest time, because we are under pressure. Sure enough, our military training seems endless and we have been practicing. My feet hurt when I stand. Yesterday, my feet were just counted. Today, it has been upgraded. I finally rested in the same place for a while, but my ass hasn't sat still, and it started again. This is a tragic thing. I was a little excited at that time, but I soon recovered, because I knew that success requires overcoming difficulties. If I can't overcome this small difficulty, I will accomplish nothing in the future. I will do some exercise soon, and my heart is on the rampage like a deer. After all, it's the first time, so I'm a little nervous. Fortunately, I didn't make a mistake, but it may be because we didn't do it neatly and our classmates made mistakes, so my class was not praised. I feel a little sorry. I thought, I will be more strict with myself in the next three days of military training. I hope I can do well in Friday's meeting practice and our class will be praised.

In military training, our sweat and tears are worthwhile, and our efforts and efforts will eventually be rewarded. I believe that in the final display of the exercise results of the conference, we will stand on the playground with our heads held high and full of energy, proving that we have grown and progressed in military training and have the courage to face future challenges. So, I believe I can persist, come on!

The alarm clock went off. I struggled for a long time and finally got up and pressed the alarm clock. Look at the time, it's already nine o'clock! I quickly got up, finished washing, went to the table, picked up my mobile phone and read WeChat. My mother has sent a message: the takeaway I ordered for you will arrive around 9: 10, and then I will brush my circle of friends while waiting for breakfast, and my classmates will travel outside. Some went to Yunnan, some to Latvia, some to Europe, and some to the United States. Looking at this small circle of friends, I feel that I am traveling around the world.

Looking at the circle of friends, the doorbell rang. "takeaway is coming!" The little brother who delivered the takeaway shouted at the door. I opened the door and got the takeaway back. "I wish you a happy meal." The little brother who sent the takeaway smiled and said to me: "Don't forget to give me a five-star praise!" I nodded and began to enjoy breakfast. While reading WeChat and eating breakfast, I can't help but sigh: "The information age is really convenient and fast now. Sitting at home, I think I can travel around the world. "

After breakfast, it will be half past nine. Faced with a thick stack of summer homework, I secretly made up my mind to write four volumes of Chinese. Hardly had I mentioned the pen when the phone rang. I picked up the phone. It turned out that my mother asked me if I had breakfast and urged me to do my homework. I quickly buried myself in my writing, and I will be scolded to death if I don't finish it today. Just after writing the poem silently, the WeChat video rang. When I saw it, it turned out that my classmates came to me and asked me if I wanted to play together. I refused, there is still so much homework, I have no mind to play! I worked hard and finally finished writing a paper. I stretched myself and just wanted to pick up the second piece of Chinese paper when the phone rang again. "Hello, do you consider the shops at the entrance of Kunshan subway?" "I'm sorry, I have no money to buy it. Goodbye. " I opened the Chinese volume and saw the title "Fragmented Reading", which made me feel that our life is really fragmented now.

The development and application of information technology are more and more deeply involved in our lives, which brings convenience as well as some troubles. We can easily take a taxi, order takeout and go shopping through the electronic platform, and we can complete our needs without leaving home. However, he also brought us some troubles, such as spam messages, advertisements and harassing phone calls. How to live a better life in this fragmented life is indeed a problem worthy of our deep thinking.

This year is my second grade in junior high school, which means that I have completely become a member of middle school students. The first day left me many good and bad memories, which made me unforgettable.

About 20xx August 15, it was my first time to enter middle school. This is the ultimate big PK, and this PK represents whether your middle school road will be smooth sailing.

On August 27th, I stepped into the school gate for the second time. It's an honor that I was assigned to Class 9. Looking at the young and inexperienced class teacher, I smiled.

On August 29th, it was the official start of school, but there was no class. On this day, I made many friends.

On the second day of school, teachers are grouped according to their grades. Because there are no textbooks, the teachers simply introduce themselves and hardly give lectures. Looking at the harsh and horrible faces, I was very worried.

The first week of school is a stage for students to adapt to the school and get to know each other.

In the next few weeks, maybe because of new teachers, new classes and new classmates, everyone studied hard.

In a blink of an eye, the mid-term exam arrived. Although we are the last class in grade six, our grades are far ahead. At the same time, a bad news followed: the class teacher was going to be transferred. I just heard from them that the boyfriend of the head teacher is in Beijing and is going to get married in Beijing. I thought, this is not necessarily a bad thing. But everyone is reluctant to part with her. At the moment she left, everyone cried, hoping to touch the teacher by crying and let her stay. But it's in vain. It's a pity that she transferred to another school without being praised by the school.

Later, we changed a head teacher and an English teacher. The new head teacher ignored us, and the English teacher was not strict. Only then did I know that she didn't go to Beijing, but transferred to another school.

Our class has been surrounded by bad habits since the head teacher left. Civil war broke out again and again, and many students were distracted in class. The new head teacher is the deputy head teacher of other classes and the director of the school, so he simply can't spare time to take care of us. In this way, the performance of our class is declining day by day, which leads to our class falling from the first to the last, and the reputation of Class 9 is also bad at school.

Until now, I don't understand: why did she hand over such a good course? Does it make us learn better or worse? I still don't understand. Because of this, my impression of her is no longer so good. Because of her, our class climbed from underground to heaven; And because of her, we fell from the sky to the ground again.

This is my life in grade one, a good but not good life for a year.