I wrote a composition in the second day of junior high school.

No matter in school or in society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. With the help of composition, you can vent your emotions and adjust your mood. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is my composition, which was arranged in the second day of junior high school. I hope I can help you.

Writing in the second day of junior high school 1. I stood by the window and looked up. Colorful neon lights dot the city. After tonight, I will be a junior two student. I am very excited and look forward to facing everything tomorrow.

I was awakened by the alarm clock in the dark, and the new life of the second day of junior high school officially came to an end. Under my mother's nagging, I walked out of the house and strode to school. Along the way, I have been thinking about whether my classmates have not changed during a holiday, whether my deskmate will take away my snacks and whether my homework will be reduced. With these questions, I walked into the school gate, and I was shocked by what I saw. For several months, the cement playground has become a plastic track playground, and the willows on both sides have disappeared. I know the school has improved the teaching environment, and I really want to celebrate physical education class with a new playground.

As soon as I entered the class, I was hugged by a shoulder at my deskmate. To be honest, I really miss him. Students also came to the class one after another. After the bell rang, my first class of Grade Two officially began.

When I got the book, I found that the course was much more difficult than last semester, and I also opened a physics class that I had never been exposed to. Facing this thick textbook, I have a headache, but I have confidence in myself.

After the first class, I found that many children came to school. They are not wearing school uniforms. Only then did I know that I was a junior two student. I'm very happy with the arrival of freshmen from Grade One. Suddenly I feel like an adult and like a big brother. Seeing them rush into the teaching building so happily reminds me that I used to be like this, but those were only once. I'm already a big boy.

After a day's study, school is finally over, and my new life in Grade Two is over. From tomorrow on, I will study hard and try my best to make my mother worry less, because I am already a junior two student.

On my way home, I saw the parents of freshmen coming to pick up their children. I realize that I have grown up and no longer use my parents to pick up and drop off my children. It's a big challenge for me to face the course of senior two, but I won't relax. I will show my new classmates how hard you study!

I learned composition 2 in grade two. Time is like a book. Inadvertently turned over a page, showing a brand-new self. The eagle fights the sky because it has a dream of flying in the blue sky; Tibetan antelope migrate with blood and tears, because it has a dream of seeing spring; The camel is thirsty because it has a dream of conquering the desert. Now I'm in the second grade. What kind of me am I?

I panicked.

New semester, new self. Just entering the school gate, it is inevitable that you will be confused, unfamiliar and familiar. Facing the familiar campus and unknown classroom, I am full of longing, but I also find some confusion. I know that I am a junior two student, and I am no longer as ignorant as junior one. As the teacher said, "Don't let the environment adapt to yourself, let yourself adapt to the environment." Perhaps there is not much change between the first day and the second day, but people need to grow and make continuous progress, and the price is to change their decadent and flustered self.

I am confident and persistent.

There is a crumpled rice paper scattered in the study, and every word is feebly given up and shuttled in my mind. Those who once lived in the shadow will see the light again one day. Persistence is the road to light. As a junior three student, I always feel inferior and annoyed because of my poor grades. I keep telling myself to "come on", but I keep failing. It was not until the second day of junior high school that I discovered that the original fantasy could not be claimed. Only persistence and self-confidence can expand the chances of success. A good person must have hard work and persistence behind him. Although fireflies are weak, they will not be dimmed by the existence of stars, but they can still emit their own unique light. Persistence and self-confidence are shining engines and the first step to victory.

I grew up sensible.

When I stepped into the school gate, I found that I had grown up! You can also be independent and lighten some burdens for your parents. Frustration in learning no longer makes me more and more agitated, but polishes me more mature, takes the teacher's criticism to heart and the classmates' comfort to heart. Grow up, no longer ignorant.

As the elders said: "Everyone has everyone's responsibility, and every age has things for every age." I also have my own dreams, just like an eagle!

I went to Grade Two. It seems that I just entered junior high school yesterday. Now, I'm going to the second grade. I believe that after one year, our class will become more United; I used to be a rambler, but now I hope I will be a hard worker.

I entered the second grade with good hope and an ideal sailboat. Once upon a time, whenever I looked at the mysterious and unfamiliar classroom in the second day of junior high school, it always made me feel awe. I once yearned for the students in Grade Two to ask what it was like: Some people say that it is a high mountain, and we need to grasp a rope of faith and strive to climb it; Some people say it's a sailboat. As long as you set a goal and hold the ideal paddle tightly, you can put on its illusory coat and appreciate its sacred beauty. Some people say it is a desert, where nothing grows; Some people say it is a valley, lonely and boring.

It's almost the second day. I used to be very happy to upgrade, but this time I was not so happy, but I upgraded with sadness. In the first grade, I learned what a true friend is, and I will be separated from my friends soon. It's really hard to give up. Especially my good brothers: Wang Doumo, Yang Jiawei and Lu Haoqiang. There are also several girls who can be regarded as men: Huang, Xue Ziyi, Yao Yuqing. I hate being apart from them.

Just today, after the exam, I left the classroom with my book, watching the figures drift quietly, and tears welled up in my eyes from the bottom of my heart. I really want to cry. But in front of so many people, I had to save face, so I held back my tears.

Anyway, we are all used to having each other around, mocking each other, beating each other up, and doing things that make others speechless. We are all used to it. Now, I deeply realize that getting used to this thing is really terrible, and it will change you unconsciously.

If there is regret medicine, I really hope I can not be friends with you. If I don't make friends, I won't be reluctant now, and I won't leave with tears and a broken heart. Unfortunately ... there is no regret medicine.

The clear firecrackers kept ringing, and the bright ground was dyed red by firecrackers. Snow as big as goose feathers is flying all over the sky, and couplets in front of every household are heralding the joy of the New Year.

From day to night, busy adults chat while wrapping jiaozi in the kitchen. My brother and I are helping to wash the dishes. I watched the adults try their best to wrap jiaozi, and sweat was shining on each adult's forehead. I don't understand why I should buy jiaozi myself instead of buying it. I quickly asked my brother to tell me the truth. My brother touched my head and said with a smile, "On the one hand, it smells like home. On the other hand, it is the result of everyone's labor. Why not? " I nodded and understood the meaning.

Through the efforts of the brothers, the dishes have a snow-like luster. Jiaozi over there has been wrapped. Uncle said with relief, "You put jiaozi in the pot and we'll prepare something else." The two of us carefully put the fat jiaozi into the pot one by one.

Suddenly, jiaozi is ripe. The food also obediently fell into the plate. We all rushed to help others with food and ate it three times, five times and twice. Grandma looked at us so attentively with a kind smile on her face.

Our family sat around the table happily, and everyone's face was filled with the joy of the New Year. I picked up a jiaozi, put it in my mouth and chewed it slowly to taste the taste of "home".

New Year's Eve symbolizes reunion. Although his uncle works locally, his efforts and fierce competition make it difficult for him to go home. Only during the Spring Festival can we really be together. The New Year's Eve dinner is the only meal my uncle can have with us.

New Year's Eve lets people relive the tradition of food. One of the most popular traditions in China is to use homophonic, shape, sound and color names to symbolize some good qualities. My uncle put a red pepper in my mother's bowl and wished my mother a prosperous business. Put a sausage in my bowl, hoping I can make progress every day.

I picked up another jiaozi and tasted it again. I can't help feeling: this year's New Year's Eve dinner is really delicious!

I am in the second grade, composition 5! How time flies! In a blink of an eye, I am already a junior two student.

There is one more physics subject in the second day of junior high school, but I feel that the burden is not so heavy, but now I feel that time passes so slowly. The past week has passed quickly, and there may be too many things to do at school.

Our head teacher, Mr. Tang, asked each of us to prepare a small notebook, write down the daily plan and one thing we accomplished, and draw a tick. I think it is very useful for me, and it can help me learn to use my time gradually. I must get better at this speed.

I changed this semester, too. I stopped going out with my three "good friends" last semester, and I also helped them study. Especially in Wang Zhiyuan, at noon every day, we take the time to eat. After dinner, we go to the teacher to ask what we don't know. We also learn from each other and gradually get rid of those bad habits!

Last semester, I was not good at anything. I am always criticized in class and called to the office by the teacher to talk to me about how to get rid of bad habits. I promised everything, but I couldn't. But after this holiday, I don't understand how it has changed so much. Let's just say that if I don't answer the teacher in class, I don't have so many small moves, I also reduce my whisper, and I won't laugh out of control because of a little thing.

I am a little lazy, so the teacher told me to use my head more and make less noise, so that I could concentrate on my work. I made many mistakes and the teacher criticized me. I know it's good for me. He expects me to be an excellent student.

Although I am not the best, I am a self-motivated person, and I will move towards my goal! Come on!

I'm in grade two. After Grade Two, I feel happy, sad, sad, happy, anxious and tired. ...

I just passed the mid-term exam, and I don't know how to face it after my grades come down. Should I escape or accept?

I reviewed the most, but I got the worst grades in the most difficult subject, not to mention other subjects, so I summed up six words: effort, failure. I don't know whether to continue or give up I seem to be standing at a fork in the road, I don't know how to choose, but I feel very tired. The only hobby is staring at the sky in a daze and my mind is blank.

In early winter, I like to stand on the balcony and watch the leaves on the opposite mountain being blown off by the cold wind. The cold wind is biting, as if I were a dead leaf. I let the cold wind blow everywhere, wondering about my future fate. What can I do now? I'm just wondering. ...

After the second day, I let go a lot, became cheerful and learned a lot. ...

I'm already in the second grade, and I like junior high school life more and more.

I like basketball and music now. This is something I never cared about before. Now I watch nba every day after school, like Kobe, James and Yao Ming. I also have a common language with my classmates, discussing, caring and imitating every day. Gradually found himself changed, changed a lot, cheerful a lot.

After the second grade, I gradually understood my parents' love for me. I really realized my parents' love in a video that the teacher showed us about their love. At that moment, I cried. I know what love is, I know how to be grateful and I know how to cherish it. ...

I am in the second grade, and the turning point of my life has begun!

I'm in grade two. I like to call the eighth grade the second grade, because the beginning means the starting point and departure.

"But you broadened your horizons by 300 miles and went up a flight of stairs." When I entered the second grade, my grandmother said to me almost every day, "The second grade is a polarized stage, which is very important! The difficulty of knowledge has increased, and we must study hard, diligently and practically. " The teacher and mother said exactly the same thing. I know that if you want to avoid detours in your growth, you should be able to listen to good advice and guidance. The next day, it was a listen.

"I don't know how to study hard early, but I regret studying at night." If the study of senior one needs the supervision of teachers and parents, then I will be more conscious and self-disciplined and have my own study plan and self-reflection. At this time, we should study hard, cherish every minute that passes, and don't let tomorrow's self regret their ignorance and laziness. The next day is a treasure.

"There is no end to learning, and there is no end to learning." On the road of learning, there is no shortcut, and there is no straight road to success. In the vast mountain of books and the vast sea of learning, only diligence and hard work can keep you from losing your way and being at a loss. The next day was a struggle.

"One day I will ride the wind and waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea." Students not only learn from each other and help each other, but also compete and surpass each other. Success is temporary, not arrogant or arrogant; Failure is also temporary, not discouraged, not discouraged. As long as I am full of self-confidence, I believe that one day, I will be able to go further, achieve higher goals, hang up Yun Fan, and forge ahead regardless of difficulties! The next day is a struggle!

In the second day of junior high school, we should start with a brand-new attitude and work hard with the courage of nirvana. live high will bravely climb the peak.

Before the summer vacation this year, the class teacher told all parents that it is very important to "teach" parents never to relax their children, which is likely to drag down their grades during the summer vacation.

The director is afraid that we will be too busy to have fun all summer. We are still immersed in the sultry summer vacation, but we have a rare freedom. As a result, we couldn't face the heavier study in senior two, and our grades plummeted. We suffered a big loss in senior three, and we couldn't get what we wanted in the senior high school entrance examination.

However, this summer vacation, whether I play or study, will be over. I will be a sophomore in two days, and the classroom number is Class XX.

For many seniors, the second day is much better than the first day, and their mentality will be much better, although class is much more difficult and annoying than the first day; The homework will be much more complicated and heavy than the first day, but when they look at the original second day, their faces are all smiling, which is quite free.

I am about to start school, welcome my second grade, and look forward to the new future of the school in the new campus. And next door to us is the residential building, our goal. Opposite us is the only demonstration middle school-No.2 Middle School. The campus close at hand makes us feel far away. Perhaps the road between the two schools will become unusually wide and wide, which makes us feel that it may be impossible to cross. But that is a kind of hope and pressure. Perhaps, living next to No.2 Middle School and studying next to No.2 Middle School is to bring us closer to the goals and standards of No.2 Middle School. Similarly, only by giving us equal pressure can we have the motivation to work hard.

I'm in grade two, and soon, I'll be in grade three.

Before we know it, we will be in high school, which is only the width of the road. You can see it as long as you look up.

Writing on the second day of the ninth year, day after day, with the beginning of the new semester, spring is coming again. Our family went to the countryside to play. My father invited relatives to join us. It's still raining in Mao Mao. We listened to music in the car and looked at the world outside the window. The children are smiling in the busy street. They had a good time, forgot the time, and got lost in the dreamland. We happily got off the bus and jumped into the shop to eat. Then, we went to a small garden and thought there were some beautiful flowers to enjoy and take pictures of. I didn't see anything inside and felt cheated. Everyone laughed silly. However, we saw three smelly bears. You are in the middle of the gate, and dad proudly said, "son, look at dad's stomach." It is as big as the smelly bear on the left. " The young man at the relative's house said naively, "How can your stomach compare with this bear?" Your stomach is big and round, and this bear is flat and round. "Everyone involuntarily laughed.

This joke seems to hurt self-esteem. My mother takes pictures of my father. Then we went into the garden next door, and I thought, do so many people eat? In this way, we approached the "army" step by step, and I couldn't help laughing: What are these people doing sitting here? I thought I was eating. My brother was so angry that no one wanted to talk, so he was quiet.

We got on the bus and went to the next place. We passed the airport on the way. Dad said to his relatives, "Look at the plane." But in the end, we didn't see the plane. Are sealed. I'm disappointed. The destination is here. It turned out to be a playground! I haven't come for a long time. What should I do with my brother? There is a roller coaster, hehe, it was discovered by the young man. To tell the truth, I have never been on a roller coaster. I must call once this spring.

At first, I sat in a row with my children and turned around. Everyone kept shouting: Have fun. In front of us, some friends younger than us seem afraid to cry. Ha, ha, ha. We saw several mountains at the top of the mountain during this time. There is happiness here, and there is happiness here.

In this way, we returned home happily. I didn't miss this spring. I am very happy this spring.

I am a junior two, writing 10! How time flies! In a blink of an eye, I am already a junior two student.

There is one more physics subject in the second day of junior high school, but I feel that the burden is not so heavy, but now I feel that time passes so slowly. The past week has passed quickly, and there may be too many things to do at school.

Our head teacher, Mr. Tang, asked each of us to prepare a small notebook, write down the daily plan and complete one thing, and draw a tick. I think it is very useful for me, and it can help me learn to use my time gradually. I'll get better if this goes on.

I changed this semester, too. I stopped going out with my three "good friends" last semester, and I also helped them study. Especially in Wang Zhiyuan, we take time to eat at noon every day, and then go to the teacher to ask what we don't know. We also learn from each other and gradually get rid of those bad habits!

Last semester, I was not good at anything. I am always criticized for my class, and I am called to the office by my teacher to tell me how to get rid of bad habits. I promised everything, but I couldn't. But after this holiday, I don't know how it changed. Let's just say that I don't answer the teacher's words very often in class, and I don't make so many small moves, and I don't whisper, and I don't laugh out of control because of a little thing.

I am a little lazy, so the teacher told me to use my head more and make less noise, so that I could concentrate on my work. I made many mistakes and the teacher criticized me. I know it's good for me. He wants me to be an excellent student.

Although I am not the best, I am a self-motivated person, and I will move towards my goal! Come on!

Write a composition in grade two 1 1. Before this summer vacation, the class teacher told all parents not to relax their children's important summer vacation, which is likely to drag down their grades.

The director was afraid that we were too absorbed in playing and couldn't get it back after a summer vacation, but we were still immersed in that sultry summer vacation and had a rare freedom. As a result, we couldn't face the heavier study in senior two, and our grades plummeted. We suffered a big loss in senior three, and we couldn't get what we wanted in the senior high school entrance examination.

However, this summer vacation, whether playing or studying, is coming to an end. I will be a sophomore in two days, and the number of the classroom is Class XX.

For many senior three students, it would be much better if the second grade is not awkward and nervous in the third grade, although the class is much more difficult and annoying than the first grade; The homework will be much more complicated and arduous than the first day, but when they look at the original second day, their faces are all smiling and quite free.

I am about to start school, welcome my second grade, and look forward to the new future of the school in the new campus. And our next door is the residential building, which is our goal. Opposite us is the only demonstration middle school-No.2 Middle School. The campus close at hand makes us feel far away. Maybe we will feel that the road between the two schools will become unusually wide, so wide that we may not be able to cross it. But that is a kind of hope and pressure. Perhaps, living next to No.2 Middle School and studying next to No.2 Middle School is to bring us closer to the goals and standards of No.2 Middle School. Similarly, only by giving us equal pressure can we have the motivation to work hard.

I'm in grade two, and soon, I'll be in grade three.

Unconsciously, I went to high school, only the width of the road from us, as long as I looked up, I could see it.

12 One afternoon in 20xx, the first snow fell in my hometown, with flowers in spring, sea in summer, moon in autumn and snow in winter. Winter snow, flying in the world.

"It's snowing! It's snowing! " With a burst of cheers, I quickly ran to the windowsill to look out: small snowflakes fell from the sky, as light as smoke, as clean as jade and as high as sky.

I couldn't help running out, standing on the balcony, looking at the small snowflakes falling around, how beautiful! At first, it was very small and thin, floated around, fell to the ground and became water. Then, the snowflake becomes bigger and denser. Glittering snowflakes are flying, and they are holding hands, laughing happily and playing games. As if countless torn cotton balls fell from the sky, flowers and trees were wrapped in silver. It's a pity that it hasn't snowed for a long time, nor has it paved the earth with a silver carpet, nor has it turned the whole world white. It seems that Snow Girl is still awake!

Reach out and try to catch the petite snowflake. Looks like hexagonal petals. Before I finished enjoying it, the snowflake disappeared silently and became a small crystal dripping on the ground, blending into nature.

There are few people in twos and threes on the street. Maybe the snow is not heavy enough. There is no way to make a snowman and have a snowball fight. People must rely on fire to keep warm. People in twos and threes are also in a hurry. Now people are too busy and too fast. Why don't they stop and enjoy the beautiful scenery? Maybe life is too fast! Suddenly, I saw two children come out. The crisp laughter broke the silence of the world, and the two chased each other and had a good time. They are wearing gorgeous clothes and smiling innocently. They are like bright flowers, making this quiet world more beautiful and moving.

Snow gives people a sense of tranquility, and it brings people unlimited dreams. I would like to compare it to lotus, noble and elegant; I want to compare it to an ink painting, deep and long ... the snow in my hometown is very charming. From a distance, what a beautiful snow scene!

Writing in the second day of junior high school 13. I took off yesterday's childish makeup, put on my military uniform and headed for the first battlefield in my life. -inscription

It seems that I just entered junior high school yesterday. Now, I'm going to the second grade. I believe that after one year, our class will become more United; I used to be a rambler, but now I hope I will be a hard worker.

I am not an introverted girl, but I will be quiet with strangers. I vaguely remember that when I first entered junior high school, I was once thought to have autism by my classmates. A year has passed, I am very happy, and everyone is very friendly. I think our class is like a big family.

I am not a hard-working student, but I will work harder now. I vaguely remember that when I first entered junior high school, I was full of good hopes for the future and told myself to work hard, but I almost lost confidence because of repeated failures. How much have I really paid in a year? Now, I will regain my initial self-confidence, work harder and be more attentive. I don't know what I will be like in the future, but I still believe that as long as I work hard, I won't be sorry for myself.

I am not a talented person, but I will try to make up for it in the future. I vaguely remember that when I first entered junior high school, my classmates were either athletes or artistic geniuses. At the sports meeting, they were heroic and spirited; On the stage, they played melodious piano and sang beautifully. I, on the other hand, have no talent except manual labor. A year has passed, and I have never won any honor for my class. I don't know if my future life will always be so dull, but I will try my best to make up for it, enrich my life and do my bit for the class.

No matter how bad yesterday was, I believe it was just the darkness before dawn. Now, the first ray of sunshine has broken the darkness and lit up the journey ahead for me. I believe everything will be fine.

I'm going to grade two. I will be more confident, work harder and walk towards my brightest tomorrow with the brightest smile and sunshine.

Writing in the second day of junior high school 14. I stood by the window and looked up. Colorful neon lights dot the city. After tonight, I will be a junior two student. I am very excited and look forward to facing everything tomorrow.

I was awakened by the alarm clock in the dark, and the new life of the second day of junior high school officially came to an end. Under my mother's nagging, I walked out of the house and strode to school. Along the way, I have been thinking that my classmates who haven't seen me for a holiday haven't changed, will my deskmate take my snacks away and my homework will be reduced? With these questions, I walked into the school gate, and I was shocked by what I saw. The cement playground that has not been seen for several months has become a plastic track playground, and the willows on both sides have disappeared. I know the school has improved the teaching environment, and I really want to celebrate physical education class with a new playground.

As soon as I entered the class, I was hugged by a shoulder at my deskmate. To be honest, I really miss him. Students also came to the class one after another. After the bell rang, my first class of Grade Two officially began.

When I got the book, I found that the course was much more difficult than last semester, and I also opened a physics class that I had never been exposed to. Facing this thick textbook, I have a headache, but I have confidence in myself.

After the first class, I found that many children came to school. They are not wearing school uniforms. Only then did I know that I was a sophomore. The arrival of freshmen in senior one makes me very happy. Suddenly, I feel like an adult, like a big brother. Seeing them rush into the teaching building so happily reminds me that I used to be like this, but those were only once. I'm already a big boy.

After a day's study, school is finally over, and my new life in Grade Two is over. From tomorrow on, I will study hard and try my best to make my mother worry less, because I am already a junior two student.

On my way home, I saw the parents of freshmen coming to pick up their children. I know that I have grown up, and I am no longer a child picked up by my parents. It is a big challenge for me to face this course in senior two, but I will not relax. I will show my new classmates how hard you study!