Chinese composition materials for junior high school entrance examination

Lang Lang Gan Kun, as soon as I set foot on a new journey, thank you for growing up with me and being sensible with me for six years. Thank you, my dear xu teacher.

Thank you for teaching me courage. Remember the comprehensive competition at school. You want to choose ten outstanding students in your class to take part in the competition, but I hesitated and dared not raise my hand. Do you know that?/You know what? How happy I am and how scared I am. I know this is an opportunity to prove and test my strength, and I know what you expect of us. That's why I'm afraid, afraid that the final result is not satisfactory, afraid to see your disappointed eyes ... At that time, I couldn't find a reason to convince myself to raise my hand in the whirlpool of thought, but I looked up and bumped into your peaceful eyes. I read a trust, I read it. I feel my heartbeat, and I listen to my heartbeat. It is conceivable that watching other students raise their hands to sign up, I know you can see the tension in my heart. There is still one quota. I found a pair of eyes looking at me and I heard a voice calling me. My heart has lost its mind. At this moment, I really heard you say, "This is a rare opportunity. If you give up, then maybe success will slip away from you. We don't have much chance to choose again or start over. Think about it, your cowardice will stop you from moving forward. If you show courage, you will be like a sailor thrown into the tide of life. " I know what you are expecting. I won't back down again. With everyone watching, I slowly raised my hand. I saw your smile. Before going to the competition, I quietly promised: I won't let the opportunity slip away from me again and again, be brave. ...

Thank you for teaching me perseverance. You once told me that falling is not terrible. The terrible thing is that you fell in the same place again and lost confidence from then on. You made me understand the unremitting pursuit.

Thank you for teaching me to be strong. When I fell down on the way to the competition, you gently lifted me up and told me: Don't be afraid, don't shrink back, be brave, be strong, you will accompany me, and don't cry. So you stayed with me and gave me confidence to continue the game. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Xu teacher, this is the most touching sentence I have ever heard.

Thank you, Mr Xu. You have taught me too much, tolerance, understanding and never giving up ... thank you for accompanying me on my journey. Pages of bitterness and joy are the commemoration of the years, and paragraphs of crying and laughing are touching poems. I was not alone with you all the way. I set sail with your blessing and expectation. I haven't lost the idea of sailing bravely in the stormy sunshine. I will remember everything you taught me and take them to the other side of success.

Run for me

At this moment, I closed my eyes. The starry sky in my mind is shining with bright stars. So gorgeous, so luxurious. . . . . . I picked it casually, and it was Miss Li's lovely smile. This smile is so simple, so pure, so naive, so beautiful!

Miss Li is my favorite person. Your tall body, like a tower standing in my heart, is so calm and dignified that I have a sense of security. Your eyes are particularly beautiful, although they are not that big, but as long as I look at them, the cold heart room will be full of warmth, so warm! With your humorous personality, the happy classroom will never be silent; You have a strong sense of responsibility, and the United class will never break up; With you, a kind person, a happy classmate will never be you; With your selfless dedication, we will never be decadent!

Miss Li, do you remember me? I was so disobedient in the first grade. Being late for class, talking in class, fighting after class and not handing in homework are out-and-out "good students". You often pull me to chat. Several times, I left tears of regret, but it was useless. I don't want to repent and continue to make trouble. There is a vicious circle of continuing to make trouble and continue to talk. . . . . . Until one day, you completely changed me. That time in the office, you left tears for me! Suddenly, I froze and my eyes were wet. . . . . . At that time, I secretly made an oath in my heart. Since then, a fallen soul has gradually sublimated. This time, I completely changed. Soon after, my grades advanced by leaps and bounds and I was always at the top of my class. . . From then on, there was a smile on your face and a glimmer of hope in my heart.

Before entering the examination room today, you patted me on the shoulder and said to me, "Have a good exam, do you hear?" I said confidently, "Well, I will do well in the exam." But when I turned to leave, you suddenly added, "For me, for the tears I shed for you." I didn't answer, but looked back at you, because I knew you believed I would do well in the exam. At this time, my heart is full of strength, and I will never be tired again. Because of you, I will work hard for you!

Because of you, I won't lose my way in life. Even if there is no starry sky, you won't wrestle, because you are a bright moon 100 million times brighter than the starry sky! Light up my life. Always guarding me. . . . . . Even in the endless Dead Sea, you won't be hungry, because you are a small island with sweet springs flowing! Give me endless motivation. Stay with me forever. . . . . .

You are the goal of my efforts, you are my unremitting pursuit, you are the angel I have always wanted to protect, and you are my eternal patron saint! I will work hard for you, for you, only for you, only for the tears you once shed for me!

The spring breeze blows here.

Spring breeze awakens people's feeling of spring. Spring breeze is the messenger of spring. She told people that spring was coming.

The spring breeze came with her skirt. She gently stroked the ground and awakened the creatures on the ground. Look! The grass poked its head out; Shepherd's purse has blossomed into a small flower; Wicker leaves sticking out; Apricot trees are smiling, and the whole earth is full of vitality. Smelling the fresh spring breeze, mixed with the fragrance of grass leaves and flowers, it is intoxicating.

When I came to the field, I closed my eyes and let the spring breeze touch my cheek heartily. I felt the charm and gentleness of the spring breeze, and further realized the spring.

Spring breeze is selfless. She blocked the cold in winter with her own body and awakened everything with her own hands. As soon as she put on her hair, she dyed the earth with the color of spring.

I like spring, I like spring breeze.

Warm my heart

Of all the feelings in the world, only maternal love is the most sacred; There are thousands of feelings in the world, only maternal love is the warmest.

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Mother's love is like the sea, warmth is a boat, and rowing in the sea will know the vastness of the sea;

Motherly love is like a song, warmth is a song, and you can only know the beauty of a song when you compose music;

Motherly love is like a poem, warmth is a word, and only when you write a poem can you know its artistic conception.

Motherly love, the warm messenger, is her, let us thrive in this warm and quiet harbor. On the road of life, mother sowed the seeds of love on us, even if she stepped on thorns and blood-stained yellow sand, even if it was bumpy and black and blue, she didn't care.

Time can wash away many things, but love will never fade. When you feel lost, inferior and helpless in the ocean of learning, the warm messenger of maternal love comes quietly. It lives in your heart like a rock and warms your heart; It is like a warm current in your blood, stroking every nerve, nourishing every cell and making you feel the warmth of love all the time; It is like a sweet spring, which flows into your heart, washes away the dirt in your heart and makes your heart sweet. Motherly love, a warm messenger, is a beacon of your progress. When you are lost, it will guide you to raise the sail of progress again, ride the wind and waves and forge ahead.

When it rains in your heart, when you curl up in a dark corner and cry, the warm messenger of maternal love will come quietly. She will hang a fiery red sun in your gloomy and dark world, spread warm sunshine and dispel the gloom and darkness in your heart; Light a bright torch in your heart, illuminate the road of life for you and warm you all the time. This great angel angel once again gave you hope and warmth.

In the spring when everything is revived and full of vitality, maternal love is the continuous spring rain. It "sneaked into the night with the wind, moistened things silently", moistened and warmed us, and made us grow sturdily.

In the winter of ice and snow, a mother's love is the long-lost sunshine in winter, which sheds countless rays of sunshine, melts the cold, dispels the chill in your heart and warms you all the time.

Of all the feelings in the world, only maternal love is the most sacred; There are thousands of feelings in the world, only maternal love is the warmest. Motherly love is a shelter from the wind and can appease your wandering soul; Motherly love is a shelter for the injured, which can soothe your weather-beaten heart; At the same time, maternal love is the warmest truth in the world.

Let's thank our mother for her love and the great warmth of this messenger!

Set out for spring.

If the spring breeze has blown the field green, it is not far away, and autumn frost will definitely come and dye it red, which is the rhythm of the season; If you are lively and young now, it won't be long. Time will surely make you old. This is the rhythm of life. People will never be young forever and come and go in a hurry. My friend, let's start quickly, starting from this hopeful spring.

Only by setting out can we reach our ideal destination, and only by working hard can we achieve brilliant success. Only by sowing, will there be harvest; Only by pursuing can we taste the simple life of the Tang Party. Gold medals and garlands are never rabbits that hit trees and die, and pride and pride are not pies that fall from the sky. It is not a good shooter to aim only without shooting, nor is it a good soldier to shout only without charging. If you lie in the cradle forever, your limbs will shrink. If you stay in the dark forever, your eyes will be blind.

Perhaps, you have sailed all your life and never reached the other side; Perhaps, you haven't climbed to the top all your life, but it is not necessarily a warrior who can hit the rocks, and it is not necessarily a hero who dares to fail. Don't care too much about the outcome of the struggle. If you struggle, you will have a clear conscience If you struggle, you will have a successful life.

The road of life, don't need to do too much preparation. As long as you take a step, the road will extend under your feet. As long as you sail, there will be winds from all directions. Starting, people's life really begins; Only by starting can we gain human wisdom.

The most beautiful thing is you.

I have a bad-tempered mother. She has no dark hair, bright eyes and some spots on her face. She is a little fat, so she doesn't look good. Although he looks kind, his temper is not very good!

That time, I had finished my lunch before my mother hurried back. Because my mother promised to buy me a beautiful schoolbag a few days ago, but she didn't help me buy it back, so I asked, "Mom, mom, didn't you promise to buy me a new book bag?" But why haven't I seen the shadow of half a schoolbag so far? "Unexpectedly, I just bumped into my mother's gun. She scolded angrily: "buy a schoolbag, buy a schoolbag, and you will know that you want me to buy a schoolbag for you." Your original schoolbag can't be used "I have no spare time to buy you a new schoolbag! The factory owner asked me to wait. I waited for two hours, but no one has come yet. I have to get home first. Up to now, I haven't had lunch yet! "

I was too scared to say a word by my mother's words. I have to go out. My mood was very complicated at that time. I want to cry and feel sorry for myself. I just sighed softly. ...

Look, my mother has a bad temper! Usually I dare not answer, but sometimes it is good for me. Hehe, my mother's temper is so changeable. He is seven years old. He is neither tall nor thin, but he looks very energetic. He has short hair, a handsome face with bright black eyes and a high nose like a carrot. People who have been to his house say that he has good features and is a good-looking boy.

My sister is very cute. She has been three months. A few days ago, it was my sister's centenary birthday. My mother drove her little sister to "Love You Baby" and took some photos. My sister has a pair of sparkling eyes, a bulging face and a very small mouth. She has a pair of lovely ears, and a pair of small hands clenched their fists and swayed from time to time. Look! That meaty little foot like steamed bread is so cute! I love my sister.

My favorite classmate is Geng Hao, a handsome boy. Look! He is not tall, but he looks strong. His arms and legs are like ripe corn cobs. He likes to wear a coat without buttons, and he says, "That will be more imposing." Geng Hao's head is round, his red face is round, and coincidentally, his shiny black eyes are round. I like his smile best. When he laughed, his black eyes turned into two crescent moons. His little red mouth likes telling jokes. His jokes always make us laugh until the end, and then the curved crescent moon appears again.

My father is the first mate of the merchant ship of ocean shipping company. He is very tall, his yellowish hair is naturally curly, his white square face is embedded with a pair of smart eyes, and his nose is particularly big under his high nose. When I was a child, I often looked at his nostrils and asked, "Dad, why are your nostrils so big?" He always answers with a smile; "Choose a horse with a big nose, because a horse with a big nose runs fast. Dad was a sprint champion at school when he was a child. Do not believe you ask your mother. " At this time, my mother and I will look at his big nostrils and laugh.

Dad is thin, of medium build, with a pair of modest eyes and a flat head. His high nose looks more energetic. The chiseled lips are covered with whiskers like steel needles. Dad has a lot of knowledge. He often tells me many amazing and interesting science stories and tries to exercise me in many ways.

There is such a little boy in our class. He is not tall, his body is like a small tree, and his limbs are like fresh shoots. His thin body bears a big head, which really worries people whether his weak body can hold on. His face is very white, and the most striking thing is his big watery eyes, which are wide and round. Sometimes it really reminds people of the Monkey King's critical eyes in The Journey to the West. People say, "The eyes are the windows to the soul." His big head is full of rich knowledge, which is enviable. He also has a clever little mouth, red, and sings a beautiful song! Do you know him? Want to know who he is? He is Wang Yuxi from our class.

My cousin is five years old this year. Although she is only five years old, sometimes I don't know, so I have to give her three points. Cousin is very cute, with two dimples on her chubby face. Sometimes when we smile at her, she will say, "I know what you are laughing at. You are laughing at my dimples. " With that, he poked her dimples with chubby fingers, looking very proud. The most attractive thing about my cousin is her eyes. Her black eyes are so big that they almost occupy the whole eyeball. They are dark and seem to have no end in sight. When she asks you for something, she looks at you with pleading eyes, and your heart suddenly softens. She will give you whatever she wants.

My mother works as a teacher in a health school. She has big bright eyes under her bushy eyebrows and a nagging mouth under her straight nose, but she has a caring heart in her chest.

Teacher Sun is the math teacher in our class. She is of medium height and looks like 35 years old. An amiable face, always so kind. The eyes seen from those black-rimmed glasses are always so bright and kind. Her language is always so profound, so wonderful and makes people laugh.

The female teacher's surname is Song. Because she is young, she is only 20 years old at most. So we all call her Miss Song, and some female students kindly call her Big Sister. Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply. There are two arch eyebrows on the face of melon seeds, a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the arch eyebrows, and a glib mouth. Teacher Xiao Song tied two long ponytails and dragged them to his shoulders.

Feng Cheng is a classmate in our class. He is not tall and his eyes are big and bright. In particular, he has two big ears and two thick lips, just like a big clock. To this end, the students gave him a nickname-"Big Clock". Coincidentally, since the second grade, Feng Cheng has kept the classroom open and locked in the class every day, just like ringing a bell. This nickname is called "Open".

Zhang Shan, my deskmate, is very delicate and watery, but she ended up with the nickname "Zhang Luneng".

Li became a member of the Health Committee of the "Second Bar" because she was nosy. Although she is small and short, her voice is very high. No matter who did something wrong, she will get to the bottom of it and make you apologize. Therefore, I secretly changed her name to "Mera".

The classroom stopped talking as soon as the invigilator came in. He has a high nose, bright eyes embedded under long black eyebrows and a thick beard under his nose, which makes people know that he is a strict invigilator. He glanced at the classroom and then began to speak: "Students, today is the time for you to report your primary school results to your motherland. Do the problem carefully, and don't be careless at all. After receiving the test paper, you should see the questions clearly, don't glance left and right, whisper, answer questions carefully, and strive for good results. "

My father is a humorous person. Dad is short and thin, with white skin and black hair, and that curly "big wave" hairstyle. Anyone who sees him will think that he has permed his hair in the barber shop. His colleagues say that he is a fallen Christian, and I think so. Artist, a famous binding artist in five provinces of Central and South China. His solo exhibition was well received by many celebrities. He is also a funny man, especially fond of joking. I don't know if all artists are humorous, but I think my father is full of humorous cells. No matter how busy and tired he was at work, as soon as he entered the house, to be exact, he said that as soon as he saw me, he immediately smiled and I danced with him.

"Contact with the world" is my greatest hobby. A girl of 12 years old, naughty and stubborn, with a delicate nose and a small mouth that likes to sip at ordinary times. This is me. In a corner of the bookstore, you will meet a woman who is holding a book and looking at her with relish, smiling for a while, as if she heard the cheers of the winner; Then he frowned as if he were lost in thought when he met a problem. She, that's me, a small frequent visitor to the bookstore.

My mother especially likes reading and studying. My mother is a farmer. She is busy all the year round and has no leisure time. Her hands are always black and rough. Mom is still a self-taught farmer college student. It's amazing!

I will draw a picture of my father. Dad wears black-rimmed glasses on his nose. He teaches geography at school, and this pair of glasses helps him see China and the whole world. He also teaches history, and this pair of glasses helps him to see the historical figures in the book, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, and understand the ever-changing historical facts. Dad's glasses are really binoculars! When I painted my father's eyes, I drew a pair of big black eye frames and drew many circles on the lenses. Although dad's nose can hold up the "telescope", it is not very smart. That time, he stewed meat at home, sat the pot on the stove, and prepared for class on the table. He didn't smell the burnt meat, or I ran in from the outside and told him. Is dad's nostril small?

He has a oval face. When he is angry, his face is very long, much like a horse. When he faces you alone, he always puts on an understanding and loving look, and at the same time keeps shaking his head, looking like a big floating lamp from a distance. His eyes, you know? It's big, dark gray and deep. That horse's face looks very uncomfortable. He likes to make eyes at everyone when he speaks. Be careful not to let it hit you, it will make you dumbfounded. His arms and legs are as thin as bamboo poles, and his clothes hang on his body like sheets. He is erratic and has a mysterious temperament, which determines that when we play all horror dramas, he wears a wig to play the female ghost.

My sister is very cute. She has been three months. A few days ago, it was my sister's centenary birthday. My mother drove her little sister to "Love You Baby" and took some photos. My sister has a pair of sparkling eyes, a bulging face and a very small mouth. She has a pair of lovely ears, and a pair of small hands clenched their fists and swayed from time to time. Look! That meaty little foot like steamed bread is so cute! I love my sister.

My cousin is five years old this year. Although she is only five years old, sometimes I don't know, so I have to give her three points. Cousin is very cute, with two dimples on her chubby face. Sometimes when we smile at her, she will say, "I know what you are laughing at. You are laughing at my dimples. " With that, he poked her dimples with chubby fingers, looking very proud. The most attractive thing about my cousin is her eyes. Her black eyes are so big that they almost occupy the whole eyeball. They are dark and seem to have no end in sight. When she asks you for something, she looks at you with pleading eyes, and your heart suddenly softens. She will give you whatever she wants.

My mother works as a teacher in a health school. She has big bright eyes under her bushy eyebrows and a nagging mouth under her straight nose, but she has a caring heart in her chest.

Teacher Sun is the math teacher in our class. She is of medium height and looks like 35 years old. An amiable face, always so kind. The eyes seen from those black-rimmed glasses are always so bright and kind. Her language is always so profound, so wonderful and makes people laugh.

The female teacher's surname is Song. Because she is young, she is only 20 years old at most. So we all call her Miss Song, and some female students kindly call her Big Sister. Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply. There are two arch eyebrows on the face of melon seeds, a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the arch eyebrows, and a glib mouth. Teacher Xiao Song tied two long ponytails and dragged them to his shoulders.

Zhang Shan, my deskmate, is very delicate and watery, but she ended up with the nickname "Zhang Luneng".

Li became a member of the Health Committee of the "Second Bar" because she was nosy. Although she is small and short, her voice is very high. No matter who did something wrong, she will get to the bottom of it and make you apologize. Therefore, I secretly changed her name to "Mera".

"Contact with the world" is my greatest hobby. A girl of 12 years old, naughty and stubborn, with a delicate nose and a small mouth that likes to sip at ordinary times. This is me. In a corner of the bookstore, you will meet a woman who is holding a book and looking at her with relish, smiling for a while, as if she heard the cheers of the winner; Then he frowned as if he were lost in thought when he met a problem. She, that's me, a small frequent visitor to the bookstore.

My mother especially likes reading and studying. My mother is a farmer. She is busy all the year round and has no leisure time. Her hands are always black and rough. Mom is still a self-taught farmer college student. It's amazing!

A group of Dai girls came with small spinning wheels on their shoulders and small lanterns in their hands, and their tight skirts swayed in the wind. Their figure is so slim, their steps are so light and their manners are so generous, as if a group of beautiful fairies descended from the sky.

At the crossroads, there was an old woman, slightly hunched and chubby, struggling to walk on the empty road with an umbrella. The wind came at me with heavy rain. She bent forward hard, grabbed the umbrella, stepped back half a step and staggered forward.

I hope it will be helpful to you and I hope it will be adopted.