2000-word composition into campus life

Big palm trees, green grass, banyan trees with lush branches and leaves, peach blossoms flying in the dreamy season ... this is our poetic campus. Smart flower of life blooms here, and the beat of youth keeps ringing. I am afraid of disturbing the beauty of the campus, so I walk gently. I can't help but recall and miss ... it was a pure heart that felt the melody of junior high school life: with longing and joy, we smiled at the sun and came to the playground and lawn hand in hand. There is a fate that will make us close together. Entering the new campus and facing the new life, we are singing and looking forward to it. We feel the melody of junior high school life with pure hearts in the classroom of senior one; In the years of flowers, the enthusiasm is burning like fire. Interpret the charm of junior high school life with doubts: with incomprehension and search, we entered the second day of junior high school. Flowers bloom and fall; Spring goes and spring comes. We stared at the budding leaves in the classroom window, listened to the endless lectures given by the teacher, and sometimes fell asleep and burst into laughter. We always want to wear fashionable clothes and cut fashionable hairstyles that teachers don't like. We are free, as if we are not afraid of anything, don't care about anything and go our own way. We learn to meditate, often leaning against the window and staring at the clouds floating in the blue sky; I will sit on the windowsill and sing pop songs that I don't understand. In this empty campus, our songs are floating, and in this flowery years, with confused beauty, it exudes the charm of life. Struggle with enterprising heart in the land of growth: think about the value of life and the meaning of growth with excitement and dignity. In the first season of yellow leaves falling, we ushered in the third year, and the red leaves all over the mountain are our vitality. We have a dream in our hearts and we are pursuing it. No matter what the result is, it is still beautiful. It is dark, dawn, school, school, and the days pass by, and the value of life will gradually emerge. The taste of youth is sour and sweet. We sailed to the blue sea with a pure and gentle heart. The green grassland has a piece of laughter left by us; Small saplings are our hope; The flying pennant is our tearful smile vortex. We wait for the next crimson dawn; We firmly believe that we will have the last laugh. Flowers are laughing, rain is singing, and we are running on the road of growth step by step. My junior high school life bid farewell to primary school and entered junior high school. I heard that junior high school is very tired, and some people jump off buildings because of great pressure! So, I'm a little scared. At first, I always felt that life was boring and I was depressed every day. I don't know what I'm doing all day, and I can't get up all day. Later, after the teacher's education, I gradually got used to it. In junior high school, teachers were very strict, and they would criticize them if they were not careful. Homework is also difficult. I didn't get C and D in my homework, but I did in junior high school. It's not that I won't, it's just that it's difficult. Ye Yong, my deskmate, also said, "Once in a hundred years! Take a D for the first time! " Sometimes it's hard to get an A! Everything else is ok, all of them can score above 80, and both math and English are above 90, which means that the Chinese exam is not good and the start is unfavorable. I got 75 points for the first time! Students are not necessarily good, they are all below 80 points. Is it difficult to learn Chinese? Now, I think junior high school life is not so boring. At least I'm busy. It's not boring to have something to do all day. I'm not afraid anymore, and I still have spirit! Moreover, being so busy, I have gained a lot, and my math scores are better than those in primary school! I don't believe it myself. I actually got the first place in my class! A high score of 98 points. Thanks to my dad, he is a math teacher in grade three, but I can't. He will teach me. Once, I didn't study well, deserted in class and didn't master it. Dad saw it at a glance and taught me 10! In this busyness, my habits have also changed. I didn't preview and review my previous studies, which led to average grades. Now, I preview the next day's lessons every night, so it's much easier to attend class. After class, I can master it by reviewing more. So, I got the first place in my class, which I never expected. Therefore, I will study like this in the future, and only in this way can I be admitted to Gao Chong! My ideal now is to pay attention to height, and I will fight for this ideal. The competition in junior high school is fierce, and I won't give up. I will make positive progress and strive for good grades. Life is a beautiful scenery line, and middle school life is a scenery that will never fade. Everyone has his own junior high school life, and everyone's junior high school life is a unique and wonderful film, which is a "masterpiece" that no big-name director can direct. Do you want to know my junior high school life? Ok, look-play "Sunday is coming!" " We "crazy girls" exploded together. "We will go boating at Green Manor this Sunday. How's it going? It's my treat! " "Great!" "good!" "all right! Agree! " With a burst of noise, we embarked on the road to the green manor. The deeper the water here, the clearer it is. The setting sun shines on the floating water, turning into small golden lanterns, and on the quiet water, turning into pieces of beautiful jade. Presumably, these can also be called "floating gold, static shadows and heavy walls". Everyone stopped making noise, as if afraid to break this beautiful and quiet atmosphere. Although we are usually at leisure, we have passed a hard exam. "This is terrible!" I said to my friend, "I only got a few points in this exam, and I have to go home to meet the storm!" " "I changed my old high spirits and moved home step by step in frustration. After reporting my grades to my parents, I hid in my room despondently, and the atmosphere dared not make a sound. There are "dark clouds" on my father's face, and my mother is smashing pots and pans in the kitchen. Alas! Who told me that I can only play? Hurry and study hard! So-it was late at night, and the cold wind kept blowing outside the window. " Alas! It's so cold, I'm freezing to death. "I complained. Dad has urged me to rest several times. But can I have a rest? I want to overcome these problems and strive for good grades! The stars in the sky are shining, as if asking; Why don't you go to bed so late? Alas! Do you understand my feelings? I wiped the sweat off my face and buried myself in my studies. If I work, I will get something. No-the exam is over again. I took my report card and my face was covered with' cloudy to sunny'. My mother hummed a tune and went to the kitchen to cook, while my father happily vomited a cigarette ring and read the newspaper. Ha ha! I see; After research, but not too much. As the saying goes, relaxation is moderate, and the way of civil and military affairs. This is my junior high school life: learning, suffering and pleasure, everything is so unforgettable! Junior high school life, my life is a scenery that will never fade! In a blink of an eye, the first learning stage of life ended unconsciously, and the second stage of life-junior high school life began again. On the first day of school, I was nervous, happy and excited. I couldn't wait to get to school early and come to Chengdong Middle School, the school where I will live for three years. At the moment I entered the school gate, the smile on my face had slipped to the outside of the cloud nine, leaving only tension and fear. Laughter, sound, drama ... everything on campus is so strange, but this strange environment is full of "temptation", which makes me eager to know it. I came to class 107-after I sat down in the classroom, everything around me was so strange, as if it were two different worlds. But I firmly believe that they and I will become good friends. In primary school, teachers often say that junior high school teachers are the most "cruel" and "whip" students at every turn. However, after several weeks of study, I found that not all teachers are "student killers". On the contrary, I found them very approachable. In particular, Chinese teachers give vivid lectures and read texts with great feelings. In the face of unfamiliar environment, we are naturally afraid and dare not raise our hands to speak in class. Teacher China often encourages us to get familiar with this strange environment. On Tuesday afternoon of the third week, our class held a class cadre selection. As a primary school student, I have always served as the vice monitor and cultural and recreational committee member. I thought to myself, junior high school should also get "one official and one part-time job". Unfortunately, the result was so cruel and heartless-I "lost my name" in Sun Shan. I'm sad, but I won't be discouraged. I believe that in the days to come, I will definitely "become the first". Junior high school life will be colorful, right? Junior high school life is full of happiness, distress, confusion and sadness. Too many emotions are integrated, and the short junior high school life becomes simple and complicated, which makes people worry and unforgettable. Going to junior high school means that I have grown up. Now I am not the "little princess" or "little master" that everyone loves to protect. It means that I have my own ideas and freedom, and I am no longer a person who only listens to my parents and has no opinions. Although there is freedom, life is out of control; Although I have grown up, there are some things I can't do by myself. In the past, it was natural and easy for teachers to help solve any difficulties in school. Learning is not very urgent, even if you can't control yourself, at least you have strict parents around you. Being pampered at home, paying no attention to anything, and having parents around. Life is orderly. But in junior high school, everything naturally changed. It's like entering a strange world. Small things are solved by themselves at school. The school is also very nervous and has a lot of homework. When I can't control myself, my parents won't care too much. Because they think they should learn to be conscious when they go to junior high school. At home, she is not the spoiled "little princess" she used to be. You should pay attention to everything yourself, because they say you should have your own opinions when you grow up. In this way, junior high school life is spent in chaos. There is no order in daily life. In junior high school life, when I meet something that makes people feel distressed, the sad thing always tears myself. Always smile in front of classmates and pretend to be strong. In fact, laughter just hides my sad side. Now I understand the meaning of "tears in laughter". Because I didn't have my parents' spacious shoulders before, when I was in pain, those shoulders were like a warm stove, just like Stray Kids found home. But now, I have no home to go back to. I only cry when I am sad. Now I have no shoulder to lean on. Because the person leaning on that shoulder is the old me. Everyone says that life in junior high school is free. Simple. I naturally look forward to growing up and enjoying junior high school life one day. We won't know until we get it. It turns out that the price of freedom is sadness. This price is too high and too painful. I can't react at the moment. When I am depressed, I always think about everything before. I thought that as long as my grades are good, my parents will naturally love themselves more. But when I told them everything at school, they just said "hard work" and then went to work. I am even angrier at their indifference. I have been thinking: maybe my parents just want to use that kind of disdainful extension to make me pay more attention to them and attract them with my studies. So I worked harder to restore my previous achievements and myself. My junior high school life has left countless pains and happiness. Pain is short-lived, happiness is permanent. This is what I have always believed. -Ming's third grade is a battle-hardened, and many exams have made many students understand a lot of life truths. Their consciousness is no less than that of a monk who sees through the world of mortals. The philosophy of life accumulated in your stomach is enough to fill your stomach when you are hungry. No wonder so many junior three students don't have to leave their seats for lunch. Once a person sees through the world of mortals to a certain extent, his fighting ability is first-class. This is also the reason why the third-grade teachers dare to publicly stimulate students. For example, several years ago said, "You people, miracles will not happen to you. If you want to fly, you must make up for it with diligence. "This statement was regarded as wisdom by a group of eminent monks. If you are all the ancestors of Shaolin, then you are Buddhas! Diligent! Diligent! Diligent! The first performance of diligence lies in getting up early. As the old saying goes, "When people are angry, the lights are turned on at five o'clock at night" and "A plan for the day lies in the morning" all confirm the theory that getting up early is beneficial to flying first. Especially in girls' dormitories, getting up late is regarded as a shame. Junior three students are a group fighting for early chickens. There is no smell of chickens crowing within a few meters around the campus. Perhaps it is the emergence of the new species Xiaosan that makes chickens have to follow the natural law of survival of the fittest and degenerate. Don't waste the country's electricity every day. Keep reading in the classroom until the lights are turned off. Moreover, every time I study at night, I am fascinated. I don't listen to things outside the window, but only read sage books. I think the book "Boundless Doubt over Mountains and Rivers" will be reviled when it leaves the classroom. Some even light flashlights to add meals. After returning to the dormitory, grab a few minutes before going to bed and watch the lights greedily for a while. If the light goes out, turn on the flashlight and continue to make up. A mistress, a mistress who goes to bed later than a dog. In terms of diet, people in grade three are as good as self-abuse. In fact, this is not because of the third grade students. This is largely due to the madness of the canteen. They only have a financial center and no conscience. Neither objective nor subjective reasons can change the fate that mistress tastes worse than pig. It is said that a tyrant once fed pigs with human milk in order to fatten them up. We can't compare with this pig! We are like ordinary pigs fed with junk food. Junior students encounter unfair treatment, and the word "forbearance"! The sky will drop three levels. You must starve them to death first. In the third year, people got tired of donkeys and had the same effect. Donkeys do the same thing over and over again every day-grinding. People in grade three, aren't they? I have to do a lot of papers every day. The donkey thinks so, too: One day, beans will become soybean milk, and I will be an accomplished donkey. Students in Grade Three also think so: One day, the test paper in my hand is no longer a test paper, but an admission notice as red as a marriage certificate, and I will never waste my time on my study again, that's all. The life of junior high school students is worse than that of animals. This almost cruel life has a kind of incomplete beauty of Venus with a broken arm and a kind of heroic beauty like death. In a word, this animal-like life makes people feel like the darkness before dawn. After that, there will be a gorgeous sunrise! Animals have evolved into highly civilized humans!