Five compositions about my life in senior three.

Five compositions about my life in senior three.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, I am already a senior three student. Every time I think of the ups and downs of these roads, my heart will inevitably be touched. Today, I compiled a composition about my senior three life for your reference only. Let's have a look.

My senior three life: 1

When the golden rooster crows and knocks on the charm of dawn, it is another day. I still remember that three years ago, I stepped into the high school gate with joy and started my three-year high school life. I have grown up in three years, with the boldness of Grade One, the steadiness of Grade Two and the maturity of Grade Three.

Dream is a shining star hanging in the deep night sky, a warm and poetic desire, a sailboat full of harvest and joy, and a picture full of youth and success. In high school, I planted a dream seed for myself and watered him with hard sweat to grow sturdily. Walking on the hurried campus road, I am also in a hurry when I am by your side. In the three years in a hurry, I have gained a deep friendship and teacher's love. I can't forget the teacher's patient guidance and inculcation when I was frustrated in the exam, and I can't forget ... three years of high school life, more than a thousand days and nights, and I grew up in such a loving environment.

Three years of high school life, I learned not only knowledge, but also tolerance and selflessness. Courage in the face of difficulties, unyielding in the face of setbacks, is more about the perception of life: real life needs hardships. People who are always depressed in the face of adversity are superficial, and people who are always worried when they are unhappy are fragile. A person who doesn't understand the hardships of life is prone to arrogance, and a person who has never experienced the hardships of life is often difficult to shoulder heavy responsibilities.

Time flies, time flies, we have come all the way, sharing joys and sorrows, but full of laughter. Three years in high school is a precious time in my life. No matter where I go, after graduating from high school, it will be an unforgettable memory in my life.

My Senior Three Life: Chapter Two

Time flies, the sun flies, there are less than half a year before the college entrance examination, and my high school life is coming to an end. Looking back on high school life, there are fun, tears of relief, sincere and flawless friendship, silent support from parents and careful teaching from teachers, and my heart is filled with emotion.

September 20 13, my heart was filled with infinite yearning for high school and I stepped into the school gate of high school. Before that, I have learned from the internet and my big sister and brother next door that high school life is very hard and boring. Every day, I have to face not only the heavy study life, but also the great pressure of the college entrance examination three years later. In this regard, I am full of anxiety, and I don't know if I can adapt to high school life. Fortunately, after a short adjustment, I gradually got used to the rhythm of high school life. Every day is like a sponge in the ocean of knowledge. I feel that my life is full and I am slack occasionally. However, when I saw the students around me immersed in their studies, I quickly sorted out my state and quickly entered the intense study.

I remember the past clearly. After the first night self-study, my mother took me home under the dim street lamp. The first sentence was "Are you sleepy?" ? When I get home, I will eat your favorite watermelon. When I got home and watched me wolfing down watermelon, my mother shed tears of love in her eyes.

I remember the first time I came home with the report card of the final exam. My father said to me, "Good boy, I have made great progress this time. Don't be proud, keep working hard. " Then I watched my father call my grandparents to report the good news, and my father's happy laughter came from the living room.

I remember I was very nervous when I first went to the office to ask the math teacher questions. Under the patient and meticulous explanation of the teacher, I gradually calmed down. I also took the initiative to propose another solution to the teacher, which was praised by the teacher and strengthened my confidence in asking more questions from the teacher.

I remember the happy scene of climbing mountains with my classmates in the first summer vacation. We walked hand in hand along the winding path to the top of the mountain, facing the mountain wind, full of yearning for the university, shouting "_ Come on". Dashan opens its majestic arms and embraces our beautiful university dream.

My high school life is full of parents' care and teachers' guidance, which has benefited me a lot. I learned to be considerate, persistent, hardworking and grateful, which laid a solid foundation for the future stage. A thousand words can be summed up in one sentence-thank you, mom and dad, thank you, teacher! I will always miss high school life, because it carries the struggle process of pursuing my dreams.

My Senior Three Life: Chapter Three

After entering senior three, every day is 3: 1, and the school also stipulates that I can only go home once every three weeks, so that I can study wholeheartedly, but it is a torment for me, because I used to go home once a week. When I told my father the school rules, he was not surprised as I expected, but said, just study hard.

Senior three life has officially begun. Every day's class makes me breathless. At noon, I have no time to sleep, because I have to finish the homework assigned by teachers in various subjects. If the teacher of any subject doesn't assign homework today, then we will be very grateful to him.

There is only one word in senior three, tired, except tired or tired. We get up before dawn every day, run to class, pick up our textbooks and recite them aloud. These are things that we often do. Of course, every time the exam approaches, students even secretly read books under the covers with small flashlights, and some even read books with lights in the bathroom, just to get a good grade.

Tired life every day makes me miss home more and more. Sometimes I call my father once in a while. The words on the other end of the phone remain the same, such as studying hard. I just agree, because I also know that I have to study hard. After all, the college entrance examination is a watershed in my life, and more importantly, none of my classmates relax.

This is my senior three life, a period of only tiredness.

My Senior Three Life: Chapter 4

(1) I really feel that time flies recently. For students facing the college entrance examination, playing for any reason is pale. It was a crazy year. My mother is always nagging _ to be admitted to _ X University. I lost ten pounds in my senior year. I was shocked to say that my mother could go to Peking University if I lost twenty pounds, but my mother kept saying that I was glib. Actually, I seldom have time to talk to my mother. Most of the time, she nagged me to do the problem there. I told myself that it must be awesome to do problems in a noisy environment. (2) The director had a meeting today and said that he found some students walking too slowly from the canteen to the classroom. He also said that such a waste of time would at least make us remember two words less. If you lose two words a day, you will get 730 words a year. How many points will we lose in the exam? I wonder if Lin Baojianni will be satisfied if we all invite him to class. Because of extra classes at school, I won't spend more than three hours at home except sleeping for one day. I hate to go home with a full schoolbag every day. I don't like to eat thick math problem sets, and I'm tired of that pile of black and white papers, but I have to finish them because of the exam. (3) I secretly turned on my computer tonight, played a Warcraft game and listened to three songs. When I was doing this, I suddenly felt guilty, so I fell into the ocean of problems again. I never know whether the sky is blue or whether the night wind is gentle. I will miss sitting on the stone steps when I was a child and watching the moon rise to the treetops and shed a silver light. Those days are gone forever, because when we grow up, our minds are filled with many realistic things, shouldering more responsibilities and pressures and undertaking too many dreams. Now life is undoubtedly lonely and depressing, but it is by no means lonely, because there are many physical and chemical exercises accompanying me. I wasted a lot of blood and youth for them. The passion of life dissipates little by little in front of the desk in the classroom, and with the passing wind drifting farther and farther, leaving cold faces standing there for the place I yearn for. To tell the truth, I'm really not interested in college now. Earlier, I wanted to go to Fudan University most. Although I knew I couldn't open the door of Fudan after a few years of high school, as Qian Zhongshu said, we could not imagine that the grapes we couldn't pick were sour, and we probably couldn't imagine that the grapes were particularly sweet. Today, I pray every day that all this will pass quickly, so that I can have a good sleep, sleep until the end of time, stop worrying about the world for entrance exams, big exams and quizzes, and let all the exercise papers go to hell. But no, I still have to learn to build the motherland. But we really don't expect much, we just want to have a good sleep, that's all. (4) When I get home, I will do the problem in the ticking of the alarm clock and keep doing it. I will gulp hot water to make myself feel full until late at night. Occasionally, I am lazy to go out for a walk. The street is empty, and the wind is blowing the leaves of the buttonwood tree. I really want to lie on the road and let a speeding car run over me. Then I'm free. It's over. This is a melancholy ending, with a touch of sadness. Nothing in this world is impossible, just see if you can stick to it. The great man said. I will persist and will not give up. I said so. B found me today. He was very excited and said that he had been walked. He patted me on the shoulder and finally hugged me and cried. I stood there and let his big tears wet my collar. I gave a long sigh. I said, congratulations. B said I believe you, you must do better than me, you are excellent. I don't know why when he said these words, I felt that our hearts were getting farther and farther away, and we would live a completely different life from now on. Life is a mirror, reflecting the joys, sorrows, hypocrisy and filth in the world. I can't find a reason to be happy and relaxed. Time flows in the boring study life. People are getting more and more nervous and sensitive. I know that the decisive three days are coming. I heard the cry of fear in the depths of my soul. I missed a lot of things in order to wait for those three days. When I was a sophomore, I turned down a girl I always liked. From that day on, I no longer have the right to puppy love, because I have to study. I have a bookcase full of books, but I don't have time to read them, because I want to study. I can walk around and do what I like, but now I am tied up by school and work hard day and night, or because of my study. We all live in the law and are bound and restricted. (6) I heard from my senior two students that the school has newly opened a "training course on ideological and moral subjects". I asked him what he did, but my junior couldn't explain clearly. As a result, Xiao Ai entered that class in the afternoon. Because he didn't bring his school badge, he was not allowed to attend class for three days, and he was also fined for copying the behavior norms and self-reflection of middle school students. I finally knew what this class was about, and then people came in one after another. Because the class was too noisy, or I didn't get off at the school gate by bike or the quilt was not folded, I was detained, or I was late or left early. I have been reluctant to say anything. We have no right to criticize the school, we can only adapt. It's best not to get cocky in front of school leaders, but to learn to be modest, if you want to get along. I think I will be so numb until the end of the college entrance examination. Don't think about where to play, what to eat or what to drink after the exam. I'm just afraid that I'm no longer pure and that everyone is selfish and indifferent. I don't even have time to write down my favorite words and do endless exercises in the classroom all day. Occasionally, I will read some exquisite articles, quarrel with my mother, secretly play several rounds of Warcraft, and bark twice like a cat to vent my emotions. Then we will continue to study the period and frequency of electromagnetic vibration. Everything will be fine, I said to myself.

My Senior Three Life: Chapter 5

I started my senior three life in July last year. Walking in the sun, I feel good. How much I look forward to senior three and college. How wonderful that day should be. As comfortable as just taking a shower.

Finally ushered in the third year of senior high school, but the difference between the facts and my imagination is too much, too much, too much … how boring and depressing the days of senior high school are. There is no smiling face, no singing, no noise, except study or study. Empty life, lonely heart. On the first monthly exam after school, I did badly, just like an apple for a year.

I asked my mother, what is senior three? Is it loneliness? Is it loneliness? Still lonely? My mother said, "Relax, son." Everyone should take this step. This is the product of society and no one can change it. "My face is blank, and my heart is twitching and trembling. I don't know how the society in China can be like this. Thousands of students are walking on such a wooden bridge. Are they crazy? One door closes and the other opens. Do we have to take the college entrance examination?

But later life changed my mind. It turns out that the days of senior three are so lovely and lovable. I like it gradually. It is full, although there is no song; It is very calm, although there is no smiling face; Unforgettable because it is unforgettable. I feel happy running on my way to school every day. Looking up at the blue sky, the sunshine is dazzling and warm, and my warm heart melts instantly. I get up consciously every day and eat walnuts consciously, because my mother says it can replenish my brain. There is no great progress in my grades, and my heart is so gloomy. I gave, but I didn't get anything in return, and everyone would feel uncomfortable. But I didn't give up, because I had my dream, my sky and my world.

No matter what happens, I will live happily and study happily.

For my dream, come true.