A 1,000-word essay describing the scene of graduation

1. A 1,000-word essay about graduation

Before graduation, I looked forward to graduation; when I graduated, I had mixed feelings of joy and sorrow; after graduation, I only felt nostalgia.

When I was in elementary school, I often thought about how great it would be to graduate, then I would be a middle school student and become an adult. I have always longed for it. Sometimes, when I talk about graduation with my elementary school classmates, I always think that it is a very good thing and there is nothing bad about it. We are looking forward to it together and looking forward to it... As we grow older, the bad side of graduation slowly fades away. emerged.

The friendship has become deeper, and the shortcomings of graduation have gradually been brought out; the relationship between teachers and students has become stronger, and I gradually feel reluctant to leave; after spending six years on the beautiful campus, I gradually feel like home, and here I am As the semester goes on, these feelings become stronger and stronger. When a list of classmates is handed to you, you can't help but feel good in your heart. Is it possible that the deep friendship between classmates can only be left as memories? My homeroom teacher who has taught me for six years, can’t we see her red pen writing on the homework book no longer? Although the campus where I stayed for six years is not beautiful, it always reflects an extremely beautiful oil painting in my heart.

Although the campus in the painting is much more beautiful than the one in reality, I always have a feeling that the campus in the painting is my elementary school campus. And everything in these six years became memories at that moment.

Six years of emotion came to a halt in that simple graduation ceremony. Although this is indeed the end of primary school career; however, no one does not want this to be just a comma.

Graduation is the end of one stage and the beginning of another. Now, I think of how when I was about to graduate from sixth grade, I only cared about where I was going to be in junior high school, and did not consider the feeling of reluctance I felt after my classmates parted ways.

Nowadays, this feeling is getting heavier and heavier. But all that is in the past.

Three years later, this scene will happen again, but the friendship of classmates will make that scene more real and touching... 2. Junior high school descriptive scene composition 1000

In this crisp autumn day of September, we face the autumn sunshine, along with the harvest season, ushering in the cheerful and exciting school sports meeting.

Early in the morning, all the teachers and students of the school came to the sports ground. Some of them arranged the venue, some arranged the clothes, and some placed the sports equipment. They were very busy, and the originally quiet stadium suddenly became lively. stand up.

With the official announcement of the sports meeting, teams from each class entered the venue one by one. At this time, the march song suddenly sounded, and one class after another lined up in neat formation, striding towards the podium. They were all dressed in bright colors, smiling and holding their heads high, showing the unique vigor and vitality of youth.

When the conference announced the official start of the sports competition, the entire stadium suddenly became excited, with cheers and cheers coming one after another. Look at the athletes on the track, flying away from the starting point one by one like rabbits, and rushing towards the finish line like sharp arrows, which aroused the excitement of the audience present. Regardless of whether the contestant won first place, they will get praise and encouragement from the audience. Because in the hearts of the audience, these athletes have displayed an unyielding and tenacious spirit of sport. They are heroes on the sports field and the "Liu Xiang" of the trade school. The women's 800 meters and the men's 1500 meters are events that test the players' physical strength and perseverance. Although it is not as exciting and exciting as sprinting, it is definitely more touching than sprinting. In the competition, players have to face not only a physical test, but also a psychological test. The athletes participating in this event truly embody the sports spirit of hard work and never admitting defeat. The feelings it gives us are much richer than the results.

Looking at the athletes on the field, they are all gearing up and showing no sign of weakness. Athletes in the high jump and long jump work hard to get better results and never give up even if they fail. They took firm steps towards the goal and jumped again and again. This spirit of constantly surpassing oneself is a huge personal wealth and a solid foundation for going higher and further in the future.

Players participating in the shot put competition compete with each other, and the results are further and further away. The shot put in their hands seems to have turned into wishing balls full of hope, and they are constantly chasing their dreams.

The sports meeting showcases students’ youthful style and tests their physical and mental abilities. It exercises physical strength, activates life, promotes personality and youthful vitality, and gains smiles and mental outlook. All the players performed well in this sports meeting, showed their style, carried forward the spirit of friendship first, competition second, found more brilliance and dreams in the game, and created more beauty in the game and Brilliance 3. A 900-word essay describing the scene, urgent, campus

When I was bored, I picked up my MP3 and sat on the desk to listen to music. I looked out the window, looking at the blue sky, the birds Flying freely in the sky, Zhou Huajian's "Friends" played on the MP3 player. This song brought back my memories. I recall their high-spirited figures, elegant and unrestrained movements, and heroic figures galloping back and forth on the court when playing basketball with my classmates; the scene where they were caught whispering by the teacher while eating together; when telling ghost stories, Scenes where classmates are very scared; scenes where they go on a spring outing and pick up shells on the beach; scenes where they are soaked in the rain together and become drowned; scenes where they are afraid of failing in exams together; scenes where they are passing notes around in class together; The scene of pulling weeds together and getting all dirty; the scene of grabbing food at the barbecue... These little memories seem so precious now, but I didn't cherish them properly at the beginning...

At that moment, I suddenly thought of leaving: in a few weeks, I will leave, leaving this place where I have lived for 7 years. I have put my feelings into every flower and grass in this place, and I have the most precious friendship with my classmates... When I think of this, it is like overturning the five-flavor bottle, sour, sweet, bitter, Spicy and salty all came to my heart, and tears flowed down like a faucet that couldn't be turned off, and couldn't stop. At this moment, I hope that time can stop, but the time to say goodbye has come!

At the moment of parting: I held back the tears and said to myself in my heart: Don’t cry, you can’t cry, you want your classmates to remember your smile forever... But the tears are still disobedient. It flowed down, and when no one was paying attention, I turned around and wiped it off secretly. Turning around, I found that my classmates, like me, didn’t want to say goodbye. They took out parting gifts from their schoolbags one after another. Seeing those gifts, I seemed to see the scene when we met again. At this time, the air There was a sad atmosphere in the air, and everyone was reluctant to leave... At that moment, I suddenly had a lot of things to say to my classmates, but Father Time did not stop because of this, and he still walked away ruthlessly. Walking, walking... At this time, I want to question God: Since he wants us to meet each other and become friends, why should we be separated? Since we are destined to be separated, why should we meet each other? God, why are you so cruel? Do you have no feelings? We finally left...

The wind came and interrupted my thoughts. I only hope that in the beautiful picture of spring, the classmates can remember this ordinary me, let the wind Take away my thoughts, my greetings, and my smile, and bring them all to your classmates. Let our friendship last forever! 4. Write a 1,000-word composition about the scene

Bah! "It's raining again. This city is too easy to shed tears.

There are always many stories unfolding in this ever-changing and uncertain city. Even if you smile, even if you cry, even if you are arrogant and proud ...What's the matter? It's okay.

I held an umbrella alone and walked in the wet city. I couldn't explain what I felt in my heart. I enjoyed the calmness in my heart alone. "The corrupt officials who came out, looking at the new generation who have been pampered and spoiled, looking at the withered grass after the acid rain has corroded it... I suddenly felt that the world is so funny, but the rain, the tears of this city, swallowed up the laughter. ...

This city seems to be feeling sad too.

Too many people, too many people, regard the ideals of their youthful years as a joke today; just for a little profit, they trample on their dignity... Too many people in the world , there are too many people who put interests first.

Life is a journey. You don’t care about the destination. All you care about is the scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery...

Who is there? Do you care about the scenery or your mood? Very rare. I think of Madame Curie. Not for money, just for dreams. I don’t know if I’m too stupid, but I was really moved and touched after listening to it. Dream, what a good word. The children said: "My dream is to be a scientist..." When it came to the adults, someone said vulgarly: "My dream: buy a house and buy a car." It turned out to be, buy a house and buy a car! Is the value of a dream just a house, a car, a stack of money, or an official position? No! How many dreams have become the future and created dreams: Black President-Martin Luther King: "I Have a Dream". What this dream creates is not cars or houses, but the dignity of a black nation!

Dignity is a ridiculous word. Countless people, holding a stack of red paper, trampled their souls and dignity under their feet. Some people's souls are only worth one RMB... Thinking of Dong Xuan, he was facing a powerful royal force, a princess! He never bowed his head because of power and trampled on his dignity. The pressure he was under was - even if he lost his life, he had never sold his soul. What qualifications do modern people have to trample on their dignity for a small profit?

The strong wind roars violently, and the city uses it to vent its dissatisfaction and indignation. Yes, an old man fell. The people around me turned a blind eye. The raindrops hit the old man's body, and his clothes were soaked. The raindrops penetrated into the old man's body from his neck. A black umbrella was broken by the wind, and the old man sat helplessly on the roadside...

The city is ruthless...

Indifference is the most critical thing in any city. hurt. Injury, to the bones and muscles. I continued to hold the umbrella on the roadside. Passers-by A and B have selfish, mean and ruthless expressions on their faces. When I returned home, I also used a security door to seal myself into a small space. When I took the elevator, the air was so dull and suffocating. Not a single word like "hello" or "how are you today?" Even when they pass each other, they are treated coldly.

How? Why? Because the world does not need to care about the feelings between neighbors, it only cares about the scene at the end of life. However, as everyone knows, without the happiness that your neighbors give you on the journey, how can you be happy at the end?

I want to say to myself: "I care about the meaning of life."

If a person's life cannot appreciate and taste the scenery along the way, when it reaches the end, it can only I am exhausted and achieve nothing. 5. We are about to graduate. The 600-word composition contains one scene and one thing.

We are about to graduate.

My classmates, we are all about to graduate. We will leave our alma mater soon and it will be over. The life in primary school has entered junior high school... I haven't said goodbye yet, but I can't bear to leave. My hands are trembling slightly, and a moment that I will remember forever is coming. In this unforgettable moment, I will definitely be fascinated by my alma mater. Excitement and confusion; laughter and frustration; the changing pitch of the throat, the cheerful pace, and the moving singing are all taken into my heart.

Is it really necessary to say goodbye? The beautiful campus has been included in the deep palace of my emotions. It is so long and so clear, how can I forget it? On the wisteria trellis, it is like thousands of flowers. Looking up there, the blue sky, white clouds, and sunlight all turn into patterns of shining gold; the wind on the campus is like magic, blowing off one or two golden leaves. , three pieces, the road to the campus seems to be paved with gold. At night, like a beautiful painting, the bright moon is in the sky, the moonlight, starlight, and lights are as if they are made of silver, showing off dreamy and attractive colors...

Six years have passed by like running water. , primary school life is coming to an end, we are about to raise the sails of middle school, soar in the deeper ocean of knowledge in middle school, and explore the more mysterious realm of life.

Looking back on the long road of learning, there are ups and downs, sweetness, hope, loss, success, failure, joy, and anger. But in the end, we all go through this learning journey.

The stretched roses fell from my head and were swirling in the air; the shadows of sunlight and leaves swayed gently in front of my eyes. Farewell, the beautiful campus, farewell, the beloved teacher; farewell, the lovely classmates. Bit by bit, minute by second. Ah, a feeling of gratitude to the teacher surged in my heart. Once upon a time, I read a book while wearing a red scarf that danced like a flame on my chest. The teacher came over, held my shoulder, spoke earnestly and earnestly, pointed at the flying red flag, and earnestly warned me. The endless love wrapped in the endless words stirred up thousands of emotions in my heart.

Are we really going to say goodbye? The beautiful campus gives us endless joy, hope, singing, and the fragrance of flowers... We are about to become a middle school student, and we have to work hard for it. 6. A 1,000-word essay describing a lively scene, urgently needed

When the holidays come, the streets become lively.

Look, there are all kinds of vehicles on the street, blocking the road. There are fast cars, fast-moving motorcycles, light and convenient electric vehicles, and leisurely bicycles... We feel like we are in a sea of ??cars. Vehicles also lined up, forming a long dragon-like pattern.

Look, the streets are full of people and everyone is smiling. Young people walked on the street in groups of three and five. They wore MP3 players, listened to the music, and couldn't help but sing along with the music. There were also some young people talking and laughing, and their laughter echoed in the street. The old man was leaning on a cane and sitting quietly on a long chair, bathing in the warm sunshine. It was so comfortable! The children were jumping around and were very greedy. As long as they heard someone shouting: "Mutton skewers! Mutton skewers!" and smelled the tempting aroma, they couldn't help but ask their parents to buy a skewer, and I followed suit. I want a bunch!

Listen, the honking of cars, the sound of music in the store, and people talking and laughing are intertwined like a symphony.

At night, it is even more lively here. Cars came one after another, their lights shining like little stars in the sky.

Ah! I really like the lively streets!

In the blink of an eye, 2007 passed quietly, and the New Year's Day of 2008 came happily. New year, new beginning, new hope.

The festive street presents a peaceful and joyful scene. There are lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and there are thunderous cheers. Clothing stores and hotels are even more crowded and bustling. On the street, the cries of vendors, the bargaining sounds of customers, and the laughter of people are intertwined together, making it very lively. There is a newly opened supermarket. There are two tall flower baskets at the door. There is a red carpet on the floor. There is a grand opening bonus. There is a dazzling array of products inside and there are many discounts. People rush to buy it! We also went to join in the fun, but it was already packed to the rafters. On the night of the festival, colorful sparks form in the sky and thousands of lights on the ground turn red. The pedestrian street is very lively and bustling with people, and there is an endless stream of people coming to shop. There are laughing children, looking here and there; there are young people dressed in fashionable clothes, taking advantage of this holiday to come out to pick out their favorite items; There were also elderly people with their families, talking and laughing. In Wenzhou Paradise, people are having a lot of fun. There are bumper cars and roller coasters that we like here, as well as thrilling rapids and bungee jumping! There were people's laughter and laughter everywhere. 7. What are some 1,000-word essays on the topic of graduation season?

It is the graduation season again, and I am filled with emotions. I still remember the scene when I first entered school. Dragging a heavy suitcase and standing in front of the huge teaching building, I lamented that my future days were about to be spent on this unfamiliar campus. But now, with the passing of time and the passing of time, in the blink of an eye, those green years slipped quietly through my fingers like a fleeting moment. Walk.

All the past memories are tangled up in my chest, like an overturned five-flavor bottle. Sweet, sour, and bitter all come to my mind at the same time. I have always been a loyal participant in the party, whether in front of the stage or behind the scenes. Suddenly, my role changes. The feeling is really difficult to express in words.

In the past three years, I have always been silently looking forward to this good rainy season, because at this time, there will be bright sunshine, blooming flowers, and sweet ice cream. This is a wonderful time. During the graduation season, those of us who were indifferent to the world at that time would eagerly look forward to the numerous activities at school, look forward to putting on gorgeous performance costumes or ceremonial clothes, and standing under the spotlight in the auditorium to express our surging enthusiasm. I have mixed feelings. The feeling of watching the fire from the other side is so different from that of being there.

I have never thought about how we would feel when we are sent away at a party. Does graduation really mean the end? We are stubborn and do not want to admit it. Thank you to the junior students for generously setting the theme of this time as "We are here". I know that this may be their respect and charity for those of us who have passed through.

I didn’t rehearse or rush around for this party, I didn’t contribute to the class, the student union, or the liberal arts college. I’m really not used to it. In desperation, I used the all-purpose excuse of “busy at work” to excuse myself. , deceive others. In fact, I know in my heart that it is just an escape, but I don't want to face the depression and loneliness after the prosperity comes to an end.

It’s senior year and everyone has gone their separate ways. It’s really difficult to gather people in the class. Min Yan came back from Vietnam and hurried back to school as soon as she landed. Bai Nhieu is so homesick. The people also came back, and Senior Sister Ruirui also came from home to reunite with us. Everyone was chatting, joking, and teasing each other as always, and it seemed that everything was back to its original simplicity and beauty.

Looking at the lively and lovely juniors and girls on the stage, they are like a group of clever elves, with their clear eyes, tender limbs, and brisk steps, dazzling everyone present with their enthusiastic dancing. Everyone, I know, I shouldn’t envy them, I shouldn’t pity my lost youth, I shouldn’t sigh that the sunset is infinitely beautiful... Once upon a time, we also had it, once upon a time, we were young, once upon a time, we were also brilliant Pass. I deeply told myself that every stage of life is beautiful, youth has youthful vitality, and maturity has mature charm.

Being more stable, calm and elegant is also a precious reward left over from the passing of time. People were coming and going in a hurry, the lush Acacia Lakeside, the spacious and flat asphalt road, it seemed that not even a shallow footprint was left behind, only a trace of a sour smile and regret.

When the dust settles, we are no longer the gorgeous summer flowers, but at least we bloomed. The quiet and beautiful autumn leaves are also a kind of noble and gorgeous beauty.

Life is like a dream. Four years are like meteors flashing across the quiet night sky. It is short and poignant. How many four years can there be in life? How many four years do we have left? In two months, we must officially leave to work, live, study, find our place in society, and find our real future. It is a new beginning, without fear or sorrow. There is no need to be sad. The road ahead, whether it is sad or happy, good or bad, must be borne by ourselves. After leaving campus, we must learn to adapt, learn to adapt to changes, and learn to be a person with shoulders. Walking through the school cafeteria, stepping on the green grass, and standing in front of the familiar dormitory, I knew that this place would become the most beautiful image in my memory.

In this graduation season, we have to compose a farewell hymn again and cherish my friends. 8. A 1,000-word essay describing the scene of the Taobao Festival

Last Friday our school held the annual Love Taobao event. This Taobao Festival is also my last in elementary school. This year’s Taobao Festival is different from previous years. In previous years, Taobao activities were held in my own classroom, but this time it was open-ended. Our four sixth-grade classes Opened together, the scene was particularly grand.

That afternoon, at the beginning of the Taobao Festival, everyone set up small stalls on the territory of their class, selling everything: novels, comics, dolls, toys, stationery, etc., everywhere visible. Of course, there are also some very special ones. I was shocked by one selling mobile phones!

I like to wander around. Among all the "small vendors", I am probably the laziest one. I am so lazy that I hired two people to help me sell. We have agreed that as long as the items are sold out, , I paid them three yuan each, and they started working after they agreed. I continued to wander around, and suddenly, I saw a sign next to another street stall: "Jumping off the building sale, liquidation at a loss, 50% off everything!" After reading it carefully, I also came up with a clever plan and ran quickly He went back to his stall and said to them: "You remember what I'm going to say next, and shout out later, 'Blood Sale, one yuan a book, buy one get one free, book the place for 25 yuan'!"

At first, they seemed embarrassed to shout out, "Then I'll give each of you an additional one yuan in salary!" Later, after I said it at the cost of all my money, they nodded and shouted at the top of their lungs. Sure enough, it worked. My bookstall was immediately surrounded by people. You had three copies and he had five. The books were sold out in a short time. They happily counted a large amount of change and gave it to me. After I paid them four yuan each, I still had twenty yuan left, which was more than I expected. I jumped up with excitement, went straight to the class teacher, and put all the twenty yuan into the donation box. The teacher smiled and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Classmate Li Kejin is really good at finding solutions and is so caring. He will definitely be a big boss in the future!" After hearing this, my heart felt sweeter than drinking honey.

This is the most meaningful activity before I graduate from elementary school. I will always remember it, especially the teacher’s praise for me. 9. I am about to graduate. A 1,000-word essay

Next month, I will say goodbye to the beautiful campus, the teachers and classmates who have been with me day and night, and I feel a deep sense of nostalgia in my heart. It turns out that "there is no such thing as a banquet that never ends".

Six years passed in a flash. I really want to stop time, stop in the carefree primary school days. Looking back on the six-year journey, we have learned a lot of knowledge, learned how to behave, and felt the teachers’ good intentions.

I really want to record my six years of study and life. Every morning, we step into the school gate with a good mood. Then, we will pick up a brand new Chinese language book and make a clear and loud reading sound. You see,

The music for our morning exercises sounded, and we lined up to enter the playground. The neat footsteps sounded like a beautiful song! The class bell rang. We quickly prepared for class and waited quietly for the teacher to appear.

In the classroom, we all became active. Everyone rushed to speak, and we listened attentively, for fear of hearing a wrong word. Like seedlings, they absorb the sweet milk.

Goodbye, my alma mater, and wait until we meet again in ten years! Come visit our amiable teacher again and say: "Long live my alma mater! Thank you for your 6 years of cultivation. We have lived up to your expectations!"

I am about to graduate, goodbye to my alma mater and goodbye to my teacher. , Goodbye classmates!