Junior high school composition

Junior high school essays (selected 15)

In your study, work and life, you haven't been exposed to or seen classic prose, have you? Essay is a kind of prose, which is not limited by genre and can be flexible and eclectic. Want to know more about prose? The following is my junior high school essay, welcome to share.

About junior high school composition 1 In recent years, the taste of "Nian" is really getting weaker and weaker-endless New Year's Eve dinners, endless gifts, and Spring Festival Galas year after year are more and more like chicken ribs-tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away. Of course, we can find enough substitutes, such as the internet, such as TV, such as sleeping. ...

Have social stability and civilization; Only by properly handling the contribution of hell can offenders and law-abiding people live and work in peace and contentment.

About junior high school composition 2 Dragon Boat Festival is coming again, and I feel the artistic conception of true self and pure self.

When I was a child, I only knew how to eat zongzi on Dragon Boat Festival. Eating fragrant zongzi, I asked my mother why she ate zongzi during the Dragon Boat Festival. My mother told me that it was to commemorate the great poet Qu Yuan, his noble sentiment of not wanting to collude with evil forces, and his true and pure self.

When I was a little older, it was the Dragon Boat Festival, and I saw a Chinese painting about Qu Yuan. On the screen, Qu Yuan undressed, with white hair and black wind blowing, and his mouth seemed to be singing wildly, informal and completely self-centered. At this time, I remembered my mother's words again: true and pure self.

When I was a little older, I learned about the greatness of Qu Yuan from history books and the real him from his poems. Qu Yuan is patriotic and admonishes the king of Chu to death. Qu Yuan is very romantic and wrote Li Sao. But this is only the surface. What I love more is his arrogant personality and true self.

In an environment where everyone was numb, he chose to wake up alone.

In the muddy and dirty society of the world, he is a loner.

After leaving Wang Du, he plunged into the waves of the Miluo River.

He took off his gorgeous clothes and wrapped himself in the green leaves of hibiscus.

His wild singing and flying long hair released his arrogance and willfulness.

He angrily dismissed from office and impulsively threw himself into the river to show his lofty aloof.

He was naive in officialdom and recognized the ugliness and corruption of the world.

He lobbied around sincerely and recognized everyone's deep sleep and drunkenness.

This is why people respect him so much.

This is why people should commemorate him and this spirit. This is the meaning of the Dragon Boat Festival.

It is his true self that makes him reach the realm of immortals. Let me sing for it, sing the Dragon Boat Festival with delicious zongzi, sing the Dragon Boat Festival with pure self, and sing the Dragon Boat Festival with pure truth. ...

About junior high school composition 3 lying in bed, vaguely opening your eyes, another day. The sun rose lazily, and the soft light shone on the bed through the glass window. Warm.

After a while, I finally woke up completely. Get up, wash and have breakfast. When I went to the balcony, I saw dark clouds gathering, only to remember that it had been raining for more than a week. I saw the sun this morning and thought it would finally clear up today! I turned around and saw two books in the corner. I remembered that they were borrowed from the library and had not returned them, so I had a headache. Gently rubbed it, no way, hurry to return it before it rains. Cleared up, carrying small backpack, holding the two books, looked up at the sky without a trace of sunshine. Let's go by bike.

Walk through the alley and ride on the highway. Look at the lush unknown trees on both sides of the road and do your best to bloom your charm. The vehicle runs in an orderly manner. My head gradually emptied, my back was soaked with sweat, and my clothes stuck to my back, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly it began to rain, and I hurried off the road and hid in the shed of the market to avoid the rain. Pedestrians were in a hurry. Some vendors spread out big umbrellas, while others carried their belongings to shelter from the rain.

The rain has stopped. Keep riding slowly. Went to the library to return the book. Looking at the still gloomy sky, I immediately went home along the road.

For me, peace of mind means lying in bed with a soft pillow, reading a good book and relaxing. Hiding in a place far away from the noise, sitting in bed and reading articles quietly, that feeling is indescribable. At this time, everything is silent again, only the alarm clock at the bedside is still singing monotonous songs with me. At this moment, I feel tired because I am full of energy during the day. There is only home-this warm harbor, which can provide me with a place to rest, let me have this feeling of peace and let my wandering heart have a home.

Sometimes, after reading it, I will outline a beautiful fantasy for the future in my mind. Some of these thoughts are just fleeting in my mind; Some of them lasted for a long time in my heart. These fantasies, which are a little far from reality, have gradually come true with my efforts.

Life always needs a short rest to make yourself more energetic. I rest quietly to cultivate my sentiment. In my cabin, I can always feel the warmth of home, and for a long time there is a smell of home around me. This smell is not something you can smell with your nose, but you need to feel it with your heart. This kind of taste can't be described with a pen, it is always deeply hidden in my heart. This sweet taste has been stuck in my heart, lingering, but it has given me a warm reliance.

I like reading at home best. That faint ink fragrance always makes people intoxicated. I am fascinated by this writer's poetic language and philosophical sentences. At home, I can be happy with the joy of the characters, and the characters are sad and unrestrained. Immerse yourself in the sea of books and feel the warmth inside. This warmth is the warmth nestled in my mother's arms and hidden in my heart. At this time, I seem to have returned to my childhood, found my childlike innocence and found my inner peace. Although I should be in junior high school. But the vague and clear image of home in my heart still exists, and it may exist forever.

Home is where I rest, where I feel warm when I am lonely, where I cherish childlike innocence and where I set sail.

At home, I can be carefree and free, because home is my harbor, the harbor of my soul and the pillar of my soul.

A quiet home with a unique artistic conception. Only by truly integrating into this artistic conception can we feel the meaning of home. I love my family!

About junior high school composition 5 When a person leaves school, he often puts his pace very slowly. Usually, it takes me 50 minutes to walk for 20 minutes. Looking at passers-by in a hurry coldly, you will feel really tired and endlessly busy. I enjoy the rare silence of this day, so walking slowly is like forgetting that I am on the road.

Seeing the words in the scarf, I was very touched-"A person is on the road, with no end and no destination, just looking for a corner that suits him." I feel like such a person, a person who can't find a seat. Sometimes a cold wind blows your eyes, and tears will fall down carefully, that's all.

On my bed, no matter how urgent, the quilt will be folded neatly. Because it heralds a new beginning of the day. On the left side of the pillow is a neat stack of books, mostly my own diaries and essays. Those are my fallen leaves, which I cherish carefully.

There are several self-help books that I haven't read for a long time, so I feel at ease when I read them. I remember that Han Han talked about Fu Lin in Triple Door. He just loves books, not really reading. I think I am such a person, and I don't hide my shallowness. Speaking of Han Han, my understanding of him still stays in those youth novels six years ago, while my people exist with his novels, isolated from time and reality. There are also self-made picture books, which are only a few meters. I always liked Jimmy. Bright and simple colors make him feel as clean as a newborn baby, but he has a rare epiphany in the world. His language is as simple and profound as his paintings.

Junior high school essay 6 Spring has arrived and all flowers are in full bloom. Peach blossoms and roses are very gorgeous, peony and tulip are extremely precious, and the simplicity of Spring Festival and orchids contains beauty. But few people notice the green leaves that set them off. They are unknown and selfless.

Throughout the year, green leaves breed flowers, and flowers breed fruits. In the final analysis, it is the green leaves that are trying to create beauty. When enchanting flowers bloom in the branches, how many tourists are intoxicated by them, how many painters paint them and how many poets write famous sentences for them, but no one notices the green leaves behind the flowers. In autumn, the branches are covered with fruits. People taste the fragrant and sweet fruit, think of the branches that bear the fruit, think of the flowers that breed the fruit, but not the green leaves that create the fruit. In winter, the cold wind is biting, and the leaves are blown down on the trees by the ruthless wind. The life of the leaf is over, no one appreciates it, no one appreciates it.

Green leaf, teacher, these two words seem to have nothing to do, but in fact the quality is the same. Teachers use their own efforts to teach students section by section, but they don't ask for anything in return. Presumably, if we have a successful career, who will remember our childhood teacher?

Green leaves give birth to flowers, and teachers give birth to students. They all spent their whole lives creating beauty, but in the end they all retreated because they lost their ability. Isn't it worth learning?

About junior high school composition 7 From the beginning of school to now, I have been unknown in many exams, because I have too much time to remember, so I have no time to do the questions, but I have never wanted to leave it behind, even though the whole junior high school has passed, but I have not kept going like this. Those thoughts that secretly grow out of my heart can't occupy the most secret place in my heart, but they will disappear one day and be completely separated. There is only a blank section left, and suddenly I stand there, leaving only some warm and beautiful side faces, laughing with you, but I have been left in the classroom of Class 6 (6), and I dare not find it. I just followed the track and walked farther and farther on the horizon, too far to dare to call your names and see your faces. Those courage, in that summer, were consumed cleanly. So I thought about it again. The road I have traveled has no end. Against the backdrop of dark eyes, it sank and became a bubble on the sea, but it did not wait for the prince. It can be buried in the deep sea for thousands of years, huge and sad. It is the mermaid's "singing cheek" that falls where there is no direction, and whose sadness has become! Look back!

About Junior High School Composition 8 It's Sunday, March 20th, 20xx. (I want to reconfirm the current time) It's a lazy morning. Sometimes I wonder if I am insane, because I often forget the time, the place and the present environment. I always turn all the accepted truths into virtual shadows, and those in the past are so sharp that they are interspersed with the virtual shadows of reality to highlight the truth beyond common sense.

I often wonder where I am now, so that one day I suddenly miss going to art class again. I can't believe it. I left two scenes. And those people are still so vivid in my memory that I can even call out their names one by one. I don't know whether that time was happy or sad for me. I only know that it was such a profound growth, bearing too many tears and smiles. After so many years, I will still remember.

My name is Bai Nafen, and I was born in an ordinary family in dongshi town, Fujian Province in June, 5438+0. Some people may ask me why my surname is Bai, because a long time ago, my grandfather's father moved here from Anxi, the hometown of famous tea, in order to get a better chance to make a living, and we have lived here for generations.

When I was a child, I was fat in vain, loved singing and knew everything. According to my neighbors, when I was a child, I also had a motto called "Live for the public". I'm not like "Jigong", but I'm so lovable.

When I was five years old, my mother sent me to kindergarten. I like playing tricks on my classmates. In the eyes of teachers, I am the king of practical jokes. Once, my friend and I were walking on the way to school and found a dead dog on the side of the road. I hurried to the classroom. While the teacher was not looking, he led a group of students to run to school. I was scolded by the teacher when I came back. In this way, I often take the blame.

In the first grade, I got rid of my old bad habits. I gradually learned some learning methods, and I devoted myself to learning. Finally, I joined the Chinese Young Pioneers, wearing a bright red scarf, and I seemed to feel a heavy burden on my shoulders.

Gradually, I entered the third grade again, and my study suddenly made progress. The teacher gave it to me. I failed badly. I am the "right-hand man" in the teacher's mind, and all subjects are well received by the teacher. Getting a license every year, but not getting it for a year, is like losing something. In the fourth grade, I won the "three good students" award and was awarded the honorary title and certificate of "three good students in the city". In the sixth grade, he was awarded the title of "City Advanced Young Pioneers".

After my childhood, I took another big step in my life.

This is the junior high school student who is about to enter the sixteen-year-old flower season.

About junior high school composition 10 is this loneliness?

But I enjoy the freedom of living alone.

Can this be said to be unrestrained?

But I've been indulging my steps.

A contrast, the loneliness in my heart has increased a bit.

Once, when doing homework, someone watched and quietly handed a glass of water; When playing games with peace of mind, someone next door is equally happy; When eating, someone shouted affectionately that the food was always faint; When sleeping at night, someone tucked the corner of his quilt around him and smiled quietly. ...

Now there are people who do the same thing instead of others, but there is less communication between us. ...

Now, no one is with me. There is less imprisonment around me, but there is more bar window in my heart, less figures and more lines of defense-locking myself like a prisoner.

They all think I have a lot on my mind.

Yes, I have something on my mind.

I miss someone's voice.

I missed another person's good.

I don't remember anyone's pain.

The fragrance of Sophora japonica is so rich.

The buzz of bees is so annoying.

Bees fly around and the fragrance spreads from person to person.

Trapped in the breeze, but forgot Sichuan.

Is there anyone else on the other side?

Don't worry if you know yourself well.

About junior high school composition 111October1Sunday is an annual national day and the birthday of the motherland. The motherland is 63 years old this year, so the whole country is full of festive atmosphere.

Taking advantage of this atmosphere, our family came to the beautiful grandmother's house.

At noon, after dinner, we strolled in the fields to sell goods and enjoy the rural scenery. When we walked to grandma's house, we saw petite peppers, lettuce like flowers, foreign peppers like bamboo ... all of which made people feel happy. However, there is no such thing as progress:

By a pond, groups of dead fish floated on the water, and the orange trees beside them withered. Autumn seems a bit bleak. I like this quiet atmosphere very much, and I use my vacation time to relax myself.

Ten meters ahead, citrus reticulata is fruitful and flourishing. This is really strange, as others say, water and soil are different!

We walked along the mountain road to the previous week. Along the way, my parents kept telling us stories about their childhood. ..... It's getting late! We go back to grandma's house by another way. We saw a lot of purslane along the way, so we smiled and picked a handful of purslane, wishing we had a pocket to put it in, so we didn't go back to grandma's house.

Although I didn't go out to travel around the country this National Day, going to my grandmother's house also satisfied my eyes! ! !

About junior high school composition 12 People often say that we should realize the value of life, but what is the value of life? I think the value of life lies in dedication. Whoever makes great contributions to society and people will realize greater value in life.

We often praise "spring silkworms die, and night candles burn their wick" because of the selfless dedication of silkworms and wax torches; Turning over the history of 5,000 years, are there still few people who have made contributions like spring silkworms? Dayu didn't enter the house for three times to control water, Bian Que traveled around the world to relieve human suffering, and Qu Yuan sought the truth of saving the country ... Aren't they selfless heroes? If someone thinks that dedication is no longer needed today, think of Zuo Quan, who fought bloody battles under the Party, Liu Hulan, party member, who was born for fear of death, and Ren Changxia, a good guardian of the people ... Yes, how can you deny that the true value of life lies in dedication? How can you not sincerely praise this dedication? On the balance of life value, dedication is the constant weight, and flash is the coordinate of the apex of life!

We can't compare with heroes, because we are still students and can't contribute to our motherland. However, we can contribute to our alma mater. When our alma mater was upgraded to a secondary vocational school, it was like a pine and cypress, weather-beaten, from a helpless little tree to a lush tree after numerous hardships. Today, our alma mater is developing so vigorously, which is due to the hard work of the old-timers It is because of their selfless dedication that we can have such a vibrant campus. We thank them. As a member of the school, we should make selfless dedication to our alma mater and make it more brilliant tomorrow!

About junior high school composition 13 Today is the weekend. My mother wants to make cookies and invited me to be her little assistant. We chose "onion soda cookies" from the baking book, prepared the materials, and we started construction!

My task is to cut onions. The shallots look green and smell delicious, but I have been living in tears and sneezing several times. It turns out that shallots can smoke people!

When I finished cutting onions with a runny nose and tears, my mother had mixed the flour and mixed the onions into the white dough, which immediately became "jade" inlaid with jade. Really beautiful!

After half an hour of fermentation, mother rolled the dough into pancakes, then measured the size of each biscuit with a ruler and cut it with a knife. Next, my task is to make a small hole evenly on each crust with a fork. My mother said it was to get rid of the heat in the biscuit's belly when baking.

You're done! The crust was sent into the hot oven. In this "small room", the original thin shell grew up slowly like air. When the leek biscuits turn brown, they can be baked. The smell made my mouth water. I quickly picked up a piece and took a bite. It tastes great!

I dare not say that I can live, but I must live when I am born. We all live like this. Live flatly and faintly. Some people say that the circle of life is too big, and some people say that the circle of life is too small. Relax your heart, let everything in front of you begin to be broad and make life full of poetry. Attitude determines everything, quality determines everything, and details determine everything. I want to say that you can decide everything.

Want to succeed? Do you always complain about others even if you fail? Sometimes, looking back at the footprints of your life, don't you miss it? Is the result really that important? Everyone has to struggle for a period of time, lose for a period of time, be deep for a period of time, be sad for a period of time, be happy for a period of time, be vicissitudes for a period of time, be naive for a period of time, be mature for a period of time, be beautiful for a period of time, be young for a period of time, be old for a period of time, and finally enjoy the whole life process, and what is left behind is not necessarily only regret.

Everyone will have regrets, so we all love to pursue perfection. But remember, everything is not perfect. Life is a process of pursuing perfection. What matters is not whether the final result is perfect, but the process of pursuit. This is the most enviable part. Don't blindly pursue perfection and forget the beauty around you. Unfortunately, isn't this a kind of beauty? It is because of regret that it appears to exist; It is because of regret that it is true; It is precisely because of regret that it will not make people feel unpredictable and will give us the courage to pursue.

Do you love life? A person who loves life will live, but a person who can live may not live. Just like a mirror, if you smile at it, it will smile at you, if you cry at it, it will cry at you. Some people say that life is sweet; Some people say life is bitter. Life is just a cup of cold boiled water, and your attitude towards life is a kind of seasoning.

Life is dull. Some people lose their love for the world in the dull, while others can find different wonderful things every day in this dull. Love life! Only in this way can life love you! Maybe what you see is the most beautiful scenery, although it is only a short bloom. But please remember that love is warm when flowers bloom for half a season.

About junior high school composition 15 My favorite animal, I like it very much. Animals also have life and feelings, but why are we irresponsible as the first animal! ? Destroy those innocent, lively and stupid "children" for the benefit.

Chicken. As we all know, people want to kill them for their taste. They are struggling, but what's the use? Cut the aorta and let the blood flow out, "Didi ... Dadada ..." That kind of voice ... its tears, who will understand his reluctance? Pain is not important, what matters is that a life is over! When we eat delicious meat, have you ever thought that it is bought with life and "smiling face"?

Frog. Through the skin with wire, through the bone, with scissors, cut off their most important jumping legs! They were numb with pain when they were separated from each other.

Fish, children of the sea. As human beings, how do we feel when we lose oxygen? What does it feel like when fish lose the ocean and lack oxygen ... and then put them in the sun, just like throwing us into the water and dying of lack of oxygen, will we be happy after eating struggling fish? People are afraid of ghosts, but look in the mirror. Aren't we ghosts?

I will take care of and compensate them all my life, but when will I take care of them? They are all leaving me, and all kinds of animals are slowly decreasing. This is my trouble.