Composition for the first grade of junior high school

In daily study, work or life, everyone will come into contact with composition more or less. Composition writing can exercise our habit of being alone, calm down our mind, and think about our future direction. So have you ever understood composition? The following are 7 compositions for the first grade of junior high school that I collected for you. I hope they can help you. Composition for the first year of school Part 1

Hello everyone! My name is Prince. I am the king of the Happy Prince, the son of the Happy Prince. I was born in the 1990s and grew up in the new century. I am bathed in the spring breeze. I am a new person across the century. I am a rat, and I am as smart, clever and active as cute animals. Although I am a cheerful boy, like a girl, I have two dimples on my face when I smile. Someone once teased me and said, "Those two dimples are the result of my mother gently poking her cheeks with chopsticks shortly after she was born." I don’t know if it’s true or not. Anyway, I have two dimples when I smile. My grandma said that I am born with a smile. Born for laughter. My ears are long for hearing jokes, my mouth is long for telling jokes, my eyes are long for seeing jokes, and my nostrils are long for smelling jokes. In short, there are countless smiles and joy all over my body. My smile can fill the universe. The vast universe is wonderful because of my smile, and I am brilliant because of my smile on the earth. I remember that in primary school class, I was so happy for no reason. I am often taught to laugh. I am now 12 years old, and I am happy all day long. I never know what sorrow and worry are, and I love to laugh. My classmates respectfully call me the "God of Laughter." If you don’t believe me, you can make a bunch of cows laugh to death.

This is me - the world’s top happy prince.

Be the first in the morning. A ray of sunshine shone into my room, and I stretched out and got up. Because today was the first day of school, I was very excited. After washing, I ran downstairs, had breakfast, and went to school happily.

There was a lot of traffic in front of the school, and there were bustling crowds of people sending their children off. When I walked into the campus, the first thing I saw was a colorful arch bridge made of colorful balloons. At that moment, I felt that my The mood is also colorful. The new semester and the new campus make me full of expectations. Principal Fan stood in front of the arch bridge to welcome us.

Under the sunshine, the smiling faces of the students. Everyone was in high spirits. A vibrant atmosphere filled the campus. I followed the flow of people and walked into the Chinese Studies Corridor. There were many ancient scholars and their introductions posted on the walls on both sides of the corridor, including Mencius, Confucius, etc. Han Feizi, Mozi... I pondered for a long time in front of the portrait of Mr. Mozi: His name is Mozi, and I am called Zimo. When my father named me, did he hope that I could be as knowledgeable and talented as him? I secretly made up my mind to study hard, be positive, and live up to my parents’ good intentions.

I walked and watched, and unknowingly came to the stairs of the south building of the teaching building. It was clear to me! Hearing the sound of classmates reading loudly from upstairs, I quickly went upstairs and entered the classroom. It was morning reading time. The students were all here. They were holding textbooks and reading the text aloud with great emotion. I quickly sat down. When we got to our seats, we took out our textbooks and started reading aloud to everyone.

After the morning reading class, the head teacher, Teacher Liu, emphasized the issues of discipline, meals, and recess, and then took us to get to know the cafeteria and parents. In the waiting area, after lunch, we took a short break. At exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, we gathered on the playground for the annual opening ceremony. The playground was crowded, and the students lined up in an orderly manner at the top of the playground. There is a rostrum, and school leaders take turns to speak. Their words are inspiring, and their words are full of ardent hopes and good wishes for us!

The horn of the new semester has sounded! The sails for the new semester are already full! Children, let’s work hard together! Composition for the first grade of junior high school Part 3

Time flies, the summer vacation is over, and we are already students in the first grade of junior high school. The first feeling after the start of school is freshness. The students who have grown taller, the renovated campus, the new subjects, the new teachers...

It has been more than a week since school started, and I have already adapted to the tree-lined and green campus life. . The experiments in the physics class that fascinated me made me fall in love with the subject of physics.

The first time I took physics, I was deeply attracted by the vivid and interesting strange phenomena and various interesting little experiments. And when the teacher said that physics is used to explain these interesting phenomena in nature, I was even more excited. I really wanted to know quickly what caused all kinds of incredible and strange scenes in physics experiments.

The first feeling is longing. It’s a new school year, a new beginning. My grades will definitely rise this school year! Every one of our classmates still yearns for a better future. Some of them want to be astronauts. Some wanted to be teachers...so everyone began to devote themselves to learning for the future.

Compared with freshness and excitement, my third feeling is pressure. As mentioned at the beginning, we are one step closer to the high school entrance examination. Therefore, if you want a promising job, you must stand out on this track. It will definitely not work to wait until the third year of junior high. So now it’s time to start preparing for the sprint. "Sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat." Everyone is encouraging and competing with each other. Only by keeping practicing regardless of trivial matters can I keep up with other students. Lay a good foundation for future life.

Up to the first grade of junior high school, there are good and bad things. But I will definitely work hard! Composition for the first year of school Part 4

Hearing the two words "happiness", my heart couldn't help but warm up.

Xiao Liu Hao’s happiness is to close his eyes, touch the smooth keys, and quietly feel the charm of music. I was deeply moved by this young and flamboyant life and the notes beating between his fingers.

The happiness of the students in Duping Township is dancing to Michael on the spacious playground under the leadership of Teacher Wang. Jackson dances "Dangerous." From the dance steps of the students, the strong emotions of Teacher Wang and the students were revealed. Even I, a bystander, was conquered by Teacher Wang's meticulous education.

Meng Peijie’s happiness is taking care of her adoptive mother wholeheartedly and giving her the best gratitude. Her monotonous movements, which she has repeated for twelve years, are in my opinion the most beautiful movements in the world. I also need to know how to be grateful and dedicated.

The happiness of the most beautiful mother Wu Juping is to watch Niuniu grow up healthily and happily. Her quality of sacrificing herself to save others has been published in newspapers one after another. We should learn from her this beautiful quality.

Teacher Deng Yaping’s happiness is to constantly absorb the essence of knowledge, pursue one’s own ideals, and learn from old books. I was deeply shocked by her persistent spirit.

What is my happiness?

Sitting on the swing in the cool breeze of the yard, reading the masterpieces of famous people and feeling the charm of words, this is my happiness.

On the other end of the phone line, listening to familiar voices and soft conversations, this is my happiness.

Meeting a childhood playmate, leaving a friendly smile, and enjoying the playmate’s smile at the same time, this is my happiness.

How much happiness do I have? I can’t count them either.

Perhaps the greatest happiness is to be lucky enough to come to this world and appreciate everything around you! Composition for the first year of school Part 5

Unknowingly, a relaxing and happy holiday slipped away quietly, and we ushered in a new semester.

On the first day of school, we moved to a new classroom, one floor above the original classroom. The teacher sent us new textbooks. I looked at the brand new textbooks and made up my mind: I must study hard this semester and get rid of bad habits; just like we moved to a new classroom, we will improve in all aspects.

In the first week of school, I met the teachers and classmates I had not seen for many days. I am so excited that we can play, play and learn together again. The teachers are still amiable and the students are still lively and lovely. I found that some students have gained weight, some have become thinner, some have become quieter and more obedient, and some have become more naughty? Our art teachers, physical education teachers and music teachers have all changed. People.

After class, my classmates and I started chatting excitedly. We shared with each other our experiences and interesting things during the holidays.

Some students traveled to Beijing, visited the Forbidden City, Tiananmen Square, and watched the flag-raising ceremony; some students traveled to the sea and became black; and I went to Weihai and Qingdao? Through exchanges, we have grown up with each other. With the knowledge and knowledge, I love our beautiful motherland even more.

In the first week of school, I also received education on the theme of "love and patriotism" by watching TV. Composition for the first grade of school Part 6

The winter vacation seemed like yesterday, it left quietly. Facing the new rising sun, walking on the familiar road, I once again embarked on the road to school, and school started.

The sleeping campus was once again awakened by the footsteps of the students. The figures carrying red and green schoolbags, the pleasant sound of the radio, and the loud sound of books suddenly filled the entire campus with vitality.

I arrived in the classroom early, and my classmates came in one after another. The people are still the same, the same faces, the same familiarity, the same kindness. But one thing has changed, and that is everyone's height. When they pass by me, they look like giraffes passing by. As soon as the winter vacation was over, they all sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. I suddenly became worried about my height. Both my parents are not tall, and I am born with a deficiency. How can I make up for it the day after tomorrow? Whatever comes to mind, after the morning reading, the teacher immediately announced that we would line up to allocate seats.

I carefully lined up according to the original team and stood in the middle. Look at Mo Zilin in front, hey! My heart instantly became cold. Originally, I was slightly taller than Mo Zilin last semester, but now when I compare, Mo Zilin is obviously taller than me.

Looking back again, my God! My heart was frozen at the speed of light when I looked at the back row of the team. I haven’t seen Huang Riyi for a whole winter vacation, and her height has suddenly increased. I originally had a glimmer of hope, but at this moment I despaired.

Looking at Xu Yixin, her little heart, which had been tortured twice, couldn't bear the stimulation anymore and immediately pulled out the cold. With her strong genes, Xu Yixin's height can be said to be "outstanding" in our class. I think she can only look up to her. The classmates are all growing up. Look at me, they are only growing a little bit. It seems that strong genes are the most important, and science cannot be despised! Oops, the first thing I did when school started was that my height bothered me.

Finally, I remembered an inspirational saying: "When you can't change your height, then change the height of your life." Then he suddenly came back to life with full health and listened to the class with full energy.

Teacher Zhang is still amiable, reading Tang poetry and Song lyrics slowly, talking about the key points in the text, and silently handling class chores. I didn’t expect that we would have gone through 11 semesters together, so fast!

Teacher Gu still maintains his original intention. He looks like he hates iron but cannot become steel. He catches everyone he sees and wants to pour all the ink in his belly on us. He clicked on me three times in the first math class. She answered the questions first. Fortunately, I was able to review the past and learn new things during the winter vacation, so she didn’t catch me by the tail. To be honest, Teacher Gu’s “grasping hand” made me more and more interested in mathematics.

missWu, who seemed careless, was actually very anxious about us, and tried his best to deal with our class, which was at the bottom of the grade in English.

There is also Ke Kehan, our favorite big sister. The class is very relaxing and interesting. Unexpectedly, as soon as the New Year is over, I feel happy. Haha, congratulations! But don’t abandon us in the last semester!

The second thing when school started, I saw the teachers working hard, the students running, and the junior high school waving to me. So I felt like I was being fed chicken soup for the soul, and I secretly made up my mind: In this critical semester, I must study hard, work hard, increase my knowledge, and step by step towards the height of life.

Say goodbye to yesterday and hello to tomorrow, come on! Composition 7 for the first grade of junior high school

The summer vacation has finally passed, and then it’s time to study. It’s the first grade of junior high school and it’s already the graduating class. I don’t dare to neglect it. I want to study hard, but I don’t seem to be able to do it. arrive. A new semester, a new "scene", but it seems that the students have not changed! Still the same. I am already six years old, and it seems that I have not changed with age. I am still the same. Recovery question...

After a boring summer vacation, school finally started. I clearly saw the familiar holes. Although I was happy, everyone rarely talked. But it's still worth mentioning. New semester, new atmosphere. Look at the teacher, it’s still the same; look at the classmates, it’s still the same; look at myself, it’s the same! Still the same. Class 3 is a very competitive class. If you don't pay attention, you will be surpassed. I have already tried this feeling. In the final exam of last semester, I fell short. Although it is easier to cultivate my "combat ability" in such a class, it brings me more pressure. This is the first thing that worries me about starting school.

I don’t want to lose my reputation again. (Am I too worrying?) However, you still can’t relax too much! Before school started, I was happy to see my classmates again; after school started, I felt depressed about my grades. However, I am still quite happy!