My composition in the first grade of junior high school

Whether you are in school or entering society, everyone has tried to write essays. Compositions require a complete chapter structure, and you must avoid compositions without endings. So do you know how to write a good essay? The following are 10 essays I carefully compiled for my first year of junior high school. Welcome to read and collect them. My composition in the first year of junior high school Part 1

She is none other than our majestic old classmate. Her actions often touch me.

I was deeply moved by the teacher’s action of helping us clean the classroom. She always works with her own hands and works quickly, and her efficiency is several times that of ours.

I remember it was a night. The sky was pitch black, like a curtain pressed down. The lights in other classes have been turned off long ago, and only the lights in our class are still on, because our teacher is constantly correcting mistakes. After the teacher finally finished correcting the mistake, he saw her going to check the hygiene again. "Huh?" The teacher called softly. I looked back and immediately saw the garbage next to the trash can. The other places had not been swept clean, but the students on duty were nowhere to be seen.

I saw the teacher rolling up his sleeves, picking up the broom, and sweeping the floor quickly. I was stunned and ran over to help. At this time, the two students on duty came back. When they saw the teacher sweeping the floor, they also came to continue their duty. The teacher glanced at his watch, waved his hand and said, "It's late! Go home quickly! Parents will worry if you go home late!" Finally, the teacher left the classroom after the floor was swept clean.

Teachers often help us on duty. Sometimes it is time for self-study in the evening, but the classroom has not been cleaned. We have already returned to our seats to study, and the teacher takes a mop and mops the floor hard until the classroom and corridors are mopped clean. Returning to his office in sweat.

I was deeply touched by the teacher’s seriousness and responsibility. When you go to junior high school, those who inspect the hygiene will have to deduct hygiene points. If there are any unqualified areas, points will be deducted. Some students on duty did not clean the window sill seriously, but just took a rag and wiped it casually, even if they were on duty for the whole day. At this time, the teacher will always touch the window sill with his hand to see if there is dust. If there is any dust, the teacher will wipe the window sill vigorously with a rag to prevent points from being deducted due to improper hygiene. When the hygiene inspector doesn't come, the teacher always goes around the classroom to see if the floor has been swept, mopped, and the window sills wiped clean. If something is not done well, the teacher will do the work himself.

The teacher has much more to do than we do, but the teacher still helps us with our work. I was deeply moved by the teacher's actions. How many teachers are willing to work for us and help us? I only know that our head teacher is a good teacher who is willing to give everything for us.

The teacher’s actions cheered me up. She gave me guidance. Although it was very ordinary, how could I not be touched by the teacher’s tireless efforts? Composition of me in the first grade of junior high school Part 2

Hi, it’s been “long time no see”. I don't know if writing this letter is a ridiculous thing for you, and I don't know if you will actually receive it. I have too many unknowns about my future self, and I also have too many expectations. I don't know whether you are poor or rich; whether you are a failure or a success. I don't even know if this letter is just "one" of the thousands of childish memories in your childhood for you. I hope that in the future I can not only have a pleasant appearance, but also become a writer. I can write manuscripts leisurely in my study and have a stable and wealthy income every month, which is enough for me. I don't know how this pure and beautiful expectation contrasts with your current life, and I can't even estimate it. I will not write any defining sentences for my future self. Because I know that the only thing in the universe that will not be defeated by time is truth. Neither I nor you, nor the world itself, are all swaying and turbulent with time.

Future self:

"What will my future self be like?" In the sky and on earth, tangible and intangible, I will always ask this question. But I won't be bothered by this. Because I know that if the "future" is a certain point in time, it will always come.

Of course, unless there is another time stop or something... Composition of me in the first grade of junior high school Part 3

Life is like a five-flavor plate, filled with sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, and you can taste different flavors every day. Sometimes it may be sweet, sometimes it may be bitter, and it may have a sour taste. Recently, I have had a sour taste.

I remember that during the final exam, I passed it with confidence. I thought my grades would be very good because the test papers were very simple, but I was a little worried that a lot of points might be deducted from my Chinese composition. After a few days, the results came out. Why! Sure enough, Chinese language still lowered my overall score. My total score was 311 points, but my Chinese score was only 81 points. I thought: This test paper is very easy. Most of the students scored over 90 points, but I... thinking of this, I felt sour in my heart unconsciously. Acid acid is not an ordinary acid, it also contains a bit of bitterness. If I could write a good composition, I would not suffer such consequences. Of course, you won’t be scolded by your grandparents or parents.

After this sour taste, under the guidance of the teacher, I began to look for the main reasons for the deduction of points in my composition. I found that there were two main reasons for the deduction of points: First, my handwriting was not good. , not writing well is my biggest problem, which gives me a headache. I decided that from now on, I will write well and be more serious and focused than before. Only in this way can I get rid of bad habits. Second, my article is too short. Why do you say that? Because during the final exam, the essay grid was filled with nearly a thousand words including punctuation marks, and I didn’t write half of it. How could four or five hundred words express the rich content that I wanted to express? In this case, in the eyes of the marking teacher, my composition will be inferior to others. I want to get rid of my bad handwriting and other bad habits. At the same time, I am also very grateful to this acid. He made me understand my shortcomings, so that I can correct my shortcomings and make myself more perfect.

This is the acid in life. The acid is not pleasant, but I still like this taste very much. Because acid often allows us to see our own shortcomings and make us work hard to correct them, and finally become an increasingly perfect person. Composition 4 of me in the first grade of junior high school

Books are nourishment for human beings. This sentence has always been engraved in my heart...

Every time when ordering a magazine, my mother always asked I ordered "Youth Literature". I don't like this book very much, so every time I read this book, I just throw it aside and never look at it. It wasn't until one time, after a conversation with my Mathematical Olympiad teacher, that I started to pay attention to it, discovered its beauty, and fell in love with it...

On Sunday morning, I got up at seven o'clock as usual Get ready for the Mathematical Olympiad class. The teacher taught for a while and then asked me to take a rest. When he saw "Youth Literature" on my table, he picked it up and said to me, "Are you staring at this book too?" "Oh! "Youth Literature"! My mother asked me to order it." I was listless. answer, because I didn’t really like the book. "This book is very good. I often bought it when I was a child. It has helped me a lot!" the teacher said excitedly. "Why?" I asked curiously. "Because the articles in this book are very useful, when you go to junior high school, you will get a lot of reading from this book." The teacher patiently told me. "Ah? This book is so good!" I replied in surprise.

After finishing my math class, I sat at my desk and picked up "Youth Literature and Art" and started reading. Just after reading the first article, I found the articles here to be very interesting, lively and humorous. I read this book in one sitting and read all the "Youth Literature and Art" I had ordered before. It was so enjoyable!

Music monitoring is required in the second week. The students were very nervous. On Wednesday, the monitoring started. After getting the back paper, I glanced at it, eh! It's not too difficult. I finished the paper in just three attempts. After the exam, I couldn't wait to discuss the answers with my classmates. Many students didn't know what Mozart was known for? Aha! I just happened to read this question in the celebrity introduction of "Youth Literature and Art". It's really good! As the teacher said, this book is of great benefit!

I appreciate the book "Youth Literature and Art" very much. Not only is the content wonderful, but it also benefited me a lot... Composition 5 of me in the first year of junior high school

Always look in the mirror , blinked his eyes, moved his mouth, and uttered a few words "Who am I?" A pair of bright eyes and a flexible mouth make up an interesting me. My personality is ever-changing, even a prophet can't predict it.

My hobbies are like countless stars in the sky. Do you want to know me?

Book chewing expert

Why? The room is so quiet, I can only hear tiny sounds, like He was reading softly, and it turned out that the "book chewing expert" was chewing books again. You must know that I am famous for chewing books. I chew books regardless of time, place, anytime, anywhere, even going to the toilet. Look, am I an expert at chewing books?

Humor expert

I am the pistachio in the family. Whoever is unhappy or has something unhappy, as long as he is treated like this by me A humor expert is sure to make you laugh. Not long ago, my father came home from get off work with a tired look on his face. He sat motionless on the sofa. I moved up to him, squeezed his shoulders and beat his back, and said with a smile, "Hey, Dad, let me tell you something." Let's make a joke, okay?" "Okay, tell it then." I tried my best to imitate Song Xiaobao's sketch on TV to make my father happy. At this time, the house was filled with laughter and laughter. Look, am I an expert in humor?

Expert in making trouble

My mother cares about my academic performance and comes to ask about my scores after every exam. Once, I scored 100 points on a math test, but I deliberately said I failed. She was very anxious and worried, and I pretended to be distracted. She asked me to take out the test paper. I stood motionless, as if I didn't dare to take it out. It wasn't until she was about to cry that I easily took out the test paper from my schoolbag and showed it in front of him. Only then did she turn from anger to joy and relief. Such mischief almost made his or her heart burst. It would be better to use less of it.

That’s how interesting I am. Continuously growing in laughter, I will do my best to correct my shortcomings and carry forward my strengths. Look forward to my progress. Composition 6 of me in the first grade of junior high school

Spending every day with groups of children, their laughter and laughter made her tired life more interesting. She was not afraid of getting up early or working late at night, just because These kids. This is who I will be twenty years later - a teacher with an ordinary profession that makes me extraordinary.

In the classroom, there is a serious atmosphere during class. There is a screen on the desk of the students and me. If you want to see which lesson or unit, you only need to move your mouth and it will It is very convenient to present the text you want. You no longer need to write on the blackboard on the podium, you only need to speak it with your mouth.

"Bell--ring--ring--" It's time for class, and my busy and fulfilling day has begun.

The first period is my math class. In this class, we are all discussing the issue of "chicken and rabbit in the same cage". The children discussed it enthusiastically and were still unfinished until the end of get out of class. To be honest, I was also involved in thinking, and I was able to calm down at that time. Until the break, I could clearly remember the scene just now, especially the students who raised their hands and rushed to answer the questions. Everyone hopes that they can answer it correctly.

"Teacher!" I was woken up by him.

"I want you to talk about it again." He is the child who least likes to answer questions in the class, but today it was just the opposite. He answered several questions.

"No problem!" I repeated what I said in class.

"Thank you, teacher, I understand!" The class bell rang cheerfully, and I felt equally happy.

The second class was Chinese, and a leader came to listen to this class and check my class performance. This class also went very quickly and went smoothly, which I expected. No! This class was much better than I expected. Every student’s eyes were fixed on me and they didn’t lose sight of me.

The whole morning’s class passed in such a relaxed and pleasant way, and it was time for lunch break. After lunch, I gave some small questions to the students to check their learning status in the morning. Contrary to my expectations, they almost all got it right. Only a few children had some minor problems. I was very pleased.

The afternoon class was coming to an end. The children took out their homework books and handed them to me. They went out to play on the playground for a while and then ended school.

I got home at 7 o'clock in the evening. I was just about to take a rest. I remembered that there were still children's homework that I had not judged, so I picked up a red pen and judged each question.

The next day, I came to school at 6 o'clock in the morning and started a new day. This is my job twenty years later. I am so happy and tired... Composition 7 of me in the first grade of junior high school

< p> During the seven-day National Day holiday, my mother and I went to Qingdao.

After sitting on the long-distance bus for more than ten hours, the train finally entered Qingdao.

Qingdao is a city close to the sea. When we came to the coast, the sea was rising in tide, and the waves were rushing towards the shore one after another, hitting the rocks and making a pleasant sound. Looking into the distance, the lighthouse is shining brightly and dimly against the night, adding a sense of mystery to the silent sea. The moonlight is shining softly on the sea. The tide has receded, and the moonlight illuminates the sea. The sea surface seemed to be coated with a layer of light silver halo and was slowly receding. After a while, a ray of golden light appeared from the junction of the water and the sky. It was the sun, and only a small red ball was seen. Slowly and hard. He showed a little bit of his head, like a tracker carrying a load slowly, or like an exhausted athlete sprinting hard. After a while, half of the sun was exposed, and the sea surface, under the sun, looked like the bank of the Nicol River full of golden sand. .

After breakfast, we came to the beach again. Mom said we would go diving. Just like that, I put on a heavy diving suit and carried an oxygen tank on my back. But when I got into the water, I was fascinated by the scenery in front of me. I was fascinated by the fact that corals of all sizes were densely arranged on the seabed, and colorful fishes of all sizes were swimming around me. I seemed to be in another world, a world of fish and a holy place on earth. , is a new and wonderful paradise. At this time, a colorful clown fish swam towards me and blew a bubble at me. It was very interesting. When the time came, I reluctantly went ashore and changed to diving. Clothes.

It was time to go home in the evening, so I reluctantly got into the car and let it drive home.

First grade of junior high school: Guo Keying’s essay on me in the first grade of junior high school 8

My impression of you when I first met you is already very vague, but I am sure that throughout my college career, your every frown and smile will be deeply felt. attracted me. In my eyes, the place where you are is the focus, with light and shadow lingering around you, and everywhere is filled with laughter and laughter. Maybe the initial attraction stemmed from jealousy. I approached you and found your loneliness, helplessness, and the deep melancholy behind your optimism. At that time, you were panicked and you flinched. I know that it was my enthusiasm that gave you invisible pressure. Because of your fear, I took the initiative to distance myself from you with a bit of sadness.

In the eyes of most people, you are such a proud and outstanding girl, and I used to think so too. I often listen to your singing, look at the little secrets you desperately protect, and read the diary you write. My curiosity is aroused by you. I am a narcissistic person. Apart from self-appreciation, I basically don’t see, listen or think about others. But at that time, I loved to hear you humming a clear melody while gently keeping time with the music. I just love to see the little treasure house that you try so hard to hide, but you take the initiative to show it to me and I don’t think it’s fun anymore. Since graduation, I have been paying attention to your news, and I have always kept the habit of reading your diaries online. Your words make me happy, melancholy, and refreshing. It allows me to see you on the other side of the computer without any obstacles.

I have never liked dealing with girls because it is dangerous and unstable. I once secretly set a set of standards. My girlfriend or best friend must be the kind of classical, gentle woman who is unassuming, ordinary and simple, but you made me make an exception. In my eyes, your beauty is the ultimate, not one bit more, not one bit less, completely unique in your appearance. It may sound awkward to say this, but that’s what I think in my heart.

During this time, I often think of the times when we cooked together, slept together, watched movies together, and had farewell meals together. I couldn’t help but want to cry or laugh, so I went to your space to browse again. Looking through your photo album, I thought over and over again: This is probably how we parted.

You are beautiful in my eyes. A girl once said this to me, and now I also praise you. My composition for the first grade of junior high school, Chapter 9

Yesterday I thought I was a child who had not grown up, but today I found that I have grown up. My childhood is over and I have embarked on the path of growth.

I am not a child who loves to cry, but today I shed tears at home, not for anything else, just because I have returned to childhood.

Today my friend and I went to the school where I will register in two days. It is a very comfortable school. Because it is a newly renovated school, the facilities there are all available. I believe that in this boarding school , we can get the same living environment as at home, and the playground is at least twice as big as ours. This junior high school is built on a hillside, which itself is a small forest, so there are trees everywhere around the school. Although it is during the summer vacation, the graduating seniors are still working hard for the high school entrance exam in a year. Therefore, sheets and clothes are still hanging on the windows of some dormitories, and even the beds in some rooms have not been made up. Although we are already very old, we still don’t know how to take care of ourselves. Because of this, a month ago we were still worried about how to live in a boarding school, but now we don’t worry anymore. The school has not enough beds. Let some people study day-to-day, and I happen to be among these people. Suddenly I found that I had changed. I was not worried even if the sky fell, but I started to worry about my future life.

My mother can’t play these days either. She is a teacher and there should be a meeting these days. Dad should be at home, but someone has put a heavy burden on him - their leader transferred him. Now, he has no choice but to go up, so I can only stay at home alone these days. I will go to junior high school in just a few days. Logically, I should have prepared a plan long ago, but I am a student who can't put it off any longer. I still haven't prepared my study plan, just like when I was doing my summer homework, I My summer vacation plan is always completed last, but I want to change it. I want to complete the study plan before the start of the semester:

　1. I will change my arrogant attitude and help others when they ask for my help.

2. I want to change my impatient temper. I can no longer face things impulsively. I want to learn to be calm.

3 I must listen carefully during class and not look around.

4. I have to realize that I am studying for the future, not for others.

Friends, let’s work hard for our future and our youth. Composition of me in the first grade of junior high school, Chapter 10

There are many people I respect, just like the stars in the sky, just like the sand in the desert, there are ten of them. However, if it is the person I respect the most, it is...

He taught us knowledge in the classroom; at that time, we who did not know anything were taught by him Holding hands, we walked step by step to where we are now. At that time, he made selfless sacrifices and regarded us as his children, but silence was better than sound. At that time, he lit up the path in our lives and told us where we are. Where you fall, you have to stand up!

Seeing his dedication, I can’t help but think of a few things: I remember when I was in the first grade, when I just stepped into the glorious door of "Chinese Young Pioneers", he said to us: " Congratulations, you have become a new batch of young pioneers!" I remember that in the first grade, he thought he was very strict, but he turned into a gentle and approachable person. I remember when we were in first grade, we didn’t know why he assigned so much homework, and we started to complain about him. But when we went to the office, we saw that he was silently correcting our homework with a red pen just like we were doing our homework. Gai Hua said: "How can we improve the academic performance of these little guys?" It turns out that the teacher is for our own good.

You know who he is even if I don’t tell you! He is the one who works silently around us - the gardener of the motherland - the gentle and amiable teacher!