My composition in the first grade of junior high school

In daily study, work or life, everyone often comes into contact with composition. With the help of composition, you can vent your emotions and regulate your mood. How to write an essay to avoid making mistakes? The following are 10 essays I compiled for you in the first grade of junior high school. Welcome to read and collect them. Composition of me in the first grade of junior high school Part 1

Me in three years, how are you?

Are you no longer ignorant and have slowly begun to become mature and confident? You will definitely say that yes, three years later, I have regarded that setback as a successful transformation and a successful baptism. Now, have you successfully found your own piece of sky? Have you ever recounted your growth experience again, over and over again... have you developed different emotions, different experiences, and different perceptions? Yes, you are now a high school student. You have become mature, independent, self-reliant, sensible, and filial... Are you no longer easily moved by any temptation? Have you now learned how to treat, how to be strong, how to endure, and how to protect your position... Me three years later, how are you?

Are you feeling the joy of finishing the exam now? Are you fantasizing about high school? Are you feeling excited and nervous? You will definitely say yes. Three years later, I have already passed the high school entrance examination and became a successful high school student. Now, are you gratified and happy for your achievements, or are you feeling disappointed because of your unsatisfactory results? I think the result may only be understood by you. After passing the high school entrance examination, do you feel more about the tension of study, the fatigue of study, and the joy of study... Me three years later, how are you?

Have you undergone a different transformation now? Are you already trying to wave your increasingly plump wings? Has the swooping of the blue sky tempted you? Will the wind of frustration train the timid wings to mature? Will they become more uneasy and braver as they mature? After all, the ordinary you will sing the truest voice for life, compose the most beautiful melody for life, cast the most brilliant rainbow for life, ignite the most sincere wishes for life, and build the foundation for life. The lead to success...

Me three years later, how are you?

Now you are no longer afraid of hardship and tiredness, but you are afraid that no one should remind you how to pursue. I'm just afraid that I can't remember the simplest dream, and I'm afraid that I won't be easily moved anymore. Three years later, will my unfinished story be more beautiful? The world I want is lingering in your ears, have you learned to listen? Have you heard my cry to you? Have you seen my stumbled but more stubborn face? Will you continue to write my beautiful story? Will this beauty linger in your ears every night? Do you see my determination to win? Do you believe that this belief is enough to make your dream come true? Does the world I want still exist in your heart, and have you seen through it? Have you seen the "fire" that burns with my true feelings?

Me three years later, how are you?

Three years later, have you heard me, I am screaming for you with all my strength! Three years later, have you seen me? I set up a sail for you! Three years later, have you seen the "fire" I burn for you? Three years later, do you have... Composition 2 of me in the first year of junior high school

Time is like water, always flowing non-stop, it flows so fast, it is already 20xx in the blink of an eye years. Everything in 20xx is really brand new! Now we are in Dongguan, a famous city of the century.

Dongguan today is very different from the past. People pay special attention to environmental protection and hygiene. Nowadays, people don’t litter at all. Why? That's because now there's a multifunctional robot. Nowadays everyone has a multifunctional robot. Multifunctional robots use garbage as energy. The multifunctional robot also has a vacuum cleaner under its feet. When walking on the road, it can absorb dust on the road, convert it into energy, and use it.

In 20xx, people no longer use cars. What replaces cars is an electric pulse automatic shoe. It can sense the electrical impulses in your body and take you wherever you want to go.

Dongguan is a big city, and its electricity consumption is of course very high.

So where does its electricity come from? Let me answer this question for you! There will be a gym in every place that needs electricity. When you have nothing to do, you will have electricity when you exercise at home. There are also solar panels upstairs, which can absorb sunlight and allow power to be continuously sent home.

We also solved the water problem easily. Now scientists in Dongguan have invented a seawater decomposer that can decompose the salt in seawater and turn seawater into two different substances: salt and fresh water. This way we don’t have to worry about either salt or fresh water.

Dongguan in 20xx was a paradise for adults; it was also a paradise for children. In fact, as long as we work hard, it may happen today. Composition of me in the first grade of junior high school Part 3

I am an ordinary child, a child who knows how to smile and shed tears. I dare not admit that I am a good child, but I think I am indeed an ordinary child.

It is a summer thunderstorm, and the rain falls on the ground. My mind was not here. I sat quietly on the balcony, curled up, then closed my eyes and listened to the thunder. The sound of thunder wakes me up and makes me feel peaceful. I like to write on the balcony or on the floor, especially on rainy days. Sometimes it’s a sentence or two, sometimes it’s a long paragraph. The rain sometimes splashes, dripping playfully onto the floor and onto the notebook. I smiled and continued writing. Perhaps I am slower than others to come into contact with the outside world and learn emotions more slowly. In my eyes, this sky will always be pure blue, this sun will always be a kind old grandfather, and this world will always have the footprints of angels. In my little notebook, childish language is written. On a rainy day, I listen to the thunder and then coquettishly write sentences, lie in front of the window and admire the missing moon, and stand in the yard with umbrellas, dancing and splashing children. Such a life is so full of innocence and childishness. I thought proudly, this is what is called childhood, this is what is called a child.

Hazy, this world is filled with many complex elements besides innocence. There are good people as well as bad people, and there is beauty as well as evil. A friend of mine told me that you are too naive. There are no angels in this world. This is just a fairy tale to deceive children. I said slowly, of course, my childhood was gone. My friend was so surprised that he was speechless. In his eyes, I will always be a child. I might protest loudly that it is impossible, angels will always exist. However, there are buts in this world. I have come into contact with all kinds of people, I have seen many colors that belong to this world, and I have learned to disguise, pretend, and deceive. These things were like a bomb that shattered all my dreams. I was still very firm, a little confused, and answered with a smile to myself. Angels will always be there.

I am still the same person I used to be. I still write on rainy days and thunder, I still lose sleep and watch the moonlight, and I still dance in the yard with an umbrella. I was a conflicted child. I tried my best to blend into other people's conversations and make them think that I was a precocious person just like them. At the same time, I wanted to remain a child, the dreamy child. There are two kinds of people in this world, not good and bad, but children and adults. With a childlike heart, he is still a lovely child no matter how gray-haired he is. Children nowadays are too mature, and I have slowly become corrupted in this world. Composition of me in the first grade of junior high school Part 4

I have a "good friend" with multiple personalities. She is gentle yet irritable; she is arrogant yet humble; she is kind yet vicious; she is mature yet childish... She always has multiple personalities throughout her life. She makes people confused, but she lives a wonderful and comfortable life.

Not long ago, she won an award for her essay, so she publicized her great achievements everywhere, for fear that others would not know that her essay had won the award. well! During the time when she won the award, she always showed off her compositions to others, but she didn't know that others were calling her a fool behind her back. She is just arrogant! But the good times did not last long, and she actually failed the math test. She was no longer arrogant, but obediently asked questions from the teacher and classmates. Every time after school, she always discusses problems with the teacher or studies problems with her classmates. During that time, she only had the word "study" in her eyes and mouth.

well! But she didn't know that others said she was a strange girl with a changeable personality. She is so humble!

I still remember one time when she went shopping with her classmates and saw a five or six-year-old little girl who was lost on the side of the road. She hesitated between the little girl and her classmates for a long time, and finally chose to send the little girl home. When she returned to the place where she was separated from her classmates, the classmates were very dissatisfied when they saw her coming: "Look, what do you think of sending that little girl home? Are there any benefits?..." After hearing this, her face changed. She changed so much that she no longer cared about her image as a lady, and cursed loudly. After she finished cursing, she disappeared alone into the dusk when she returned home. See it! She is both kind and evil. This girl is really amazing, she can change her face faster than turning the pages of a book.

What I like about the song "Good Friend" is that he has a kind and helpful heart. Between helping and hanging out, he chose to help, and he has no regrets at all. I like her integrity; I like her arrogance; I like his humility... in short, I like everything about Jean!

In fact, my "good friend" is not someone else, but me, a person with multiple personalities. If you ask me if I like this "good friend", I will definitely like it 100%! Composition 5 of me in the first grade of junior high school

In life, there are many people around us who deserve our admiration: traffic policemen who maintain traffic, teachers who teach us knowledge... Today I will talk about the people around me who are worthy of our admiration. A person I admire is my classmate, Liu Yuxiao.

Once, Liu Yuxiao, I, and another friend were playing a gun battle game in the community. During the fight, Liu Yuxiao accidentally fell and knocked his leg on the roadside. On the stone bench, I saw him get up with a painful expression on his face, sit on the roadside and push up his trouser legs. I saw a deep wound on his leg, and the flesh on both sides of the wound was turned out. I didn't think much and quickly turned around and went to the supermarket to buy band-aids. When I came back, Liu Yuxiao was calling his mother. After he finished the call, he picked up a band-aid and put it on the wound. After a while, Liu Yuxiao’s mother arrived and took him to the hospital... In the evening At that time, I went to Liu Yuxiao's house to return his things, and I realized that he had several stitches on his leg. I couldn't help but think that if he went too far this time, he might not be able to go to school for several days!

But I didn’t expect that on Monday at school, I actually saw him limping in the classroom. After class, I ran over and asked him: "Liu Yuxiao, why don't you stay at home for a few more days to rest?", but he said calmly: "Class is important." At this time, I felt a feeling of admiration in my heart. However, I was thinking, just like Liu Yuxiao, who insists on coming to class to study even when he is sick or injured. This is what is called tenacious perseverance and hard work. So what reason do I have for not studying hard.

Liu Yuxiao, your perseverance is really worthy of my admiration. I want to learn from you! Composition of me in the first grade of junior high school Part 6

I remember that when I was a child, I was a little timid and did not dare to cross the road. Only my mother's hand was my "traction line" to the other side.

"Beep--!" "Whoa, whoa!" The roar of the car came to my ears, and I walked towards the middle of the road alone. This was my first time to cross the road, and also my first time. Try to be brave.

The weather is a bit cloudy, with clouds and a gray sky as companions, but the noontime that should have been sunny turned white. Is this an ominous omen? "Let's go and meet your first time!" "Mom, I'm afraid..." But I was still "carried" out by my mother. I walked forward with small steps, watching the cars on the road without a trace, and felt extremely happy in my heart. My mother pushed me towards the edge of the road and warned me carefully: "You must go there. Everyone must try bravely. I believe you will do it." I was so scared that I shrank my little hands and took a big step in fear. He looked back at his mother again. There was a bright smile on my mother's face, and I seemed to be full of confidence, with a slight blush on my face. I looked at the sky again. The sun was shining brightly, and the dark clouds were fleeing in panic.

The courage in my heart was suddenly ignited, and my self-confidence seemed to be an invisible force pushing me forward. I raised my head, swung my arms, opened my big eyes, looked left and right, and ran over with a bound. I thought to myself: I actually succeeded, great, this is my first time to be brave! In this way, I ran back and forth several times, and the "as if" feeling on my mother's face never returned. At that moment, even if there is no threat, there will be confidence; even if there is no confidence, there will be motivation; even if there is no motivation, there will be courage.

In short, the timidity of the past has disappeared without a trace, and now the courage is being possessed. Since then, I have never been timid again. No matter what I do, I have a beginning and an end. It is courage that gives me the ability, and it is courage that allows me to taste the taste of success. Looking back now, I can't help but say: "Ha! I was so ridiculous when I was a child."

Courage is like running water, nourishing you when it dries up; courage is life, giving you hope when it withers; courage is Angel, I gave you time when I fell. Composition 7 of me in the first grade of junior high school

Yesterday I thought I was a child who had not grown up, but today I found that I have grown up. My childhood is over and I have embarked on the path of growth.

I am not a child who loves to cry, but today I shed tears at home, not for anything else, just because I have returned to childhood. Today my friend and I went to the school where I will register in two days. It is a very comfortable school. Because it is a newly renovated school, the facilities there are all available. I believe that in this boarding school , we can get the same living environment as at home, and the playground is at least twice as big as ours. This junior high school is built on a hillside, which itself is a small forest, so there are trees everywhere around the school. Although it is during the summer vacation, the graduating seniors are still working hard for the high school entrance exam in a year. Therefore, sheets and clothes are still hanging on the windows of some dormitories, and even the beds in some rooms have not been made up. Although we are already very old, we still don’t know how to take care of ourselves. Because of this, a month ago we were still worried about how to live in a boarding school, but now we don’t worry anymore. The school has not enough beds. Let some people study day-to-day, and I happen to be among these people. Suddenly I found that I had changed. I was not worried even if the sky fell, but I started to worry about my future life.

My mother can’t play these days either. She is a teacher and there should be a meeting these days. Dad should be at home, but someone has put a heavy burden on him - their leader transferred him. Now, he can only go up there, so I can only stay at home alone these days. I will go to junior high school in just a few days. Logically, I should have prepared a plan long ago, but I am a student who can't put it off any longer. I still haven't prepared my study plan, just like when I was doing my summer homework, I My summer vacation plan is always completed last, but I want to change it. I want to complete the study plan before the start of the semester:

　1. I will change my arrogant attitude and help others when they ask for my help.

2. I want to change my impatient temper. I can no longer face things impulsively. I want to learn to be calm.

3 I must listen carefully during class and not look around.

4. I have to realize that I am studying for the future, not for others.

Friends, let’s work hard for our future and our youth. Composition 8 of me in the first grade of junior high school

"I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to grow up..." On the way to the cram school, I couldn't help but sing "I don't want to grow up" , thinking of what happened in the morning, I couldn't help but sigh.

In the morning, I got up very early. My sister walked up to me and said: "I will go to a cram school in the afternoon." I asked puzzledly: "Why?" My sister said: "Yesterday I I've enrolled you in an English class. "I've been taking English classes for three years, but I really don't want to go. To me, cram school is hell. I just escaped, and my sister was like a hellhound, beating me again. After grabbing it back, I said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me?" My sister said confidently: "I've already told you, didn't I?" I said angrily: "You're killing me first and telling me later." Even if you don't want to go, I have to pay the money." I looked helpless.

Because I know that my sister always has this habit of "killing first and then telling the truth". I can only obey orders and cannot resist. I am so unlucky! My sister was really 'too good' to me. She suddenly smiled and I knew something was going to happen. My sister said: "Tomorrow morning, math class," "You..." "What's wrong with me," My sister said with a smile. "You are really smiling," I said angrily. My sister turned on the TV and started watching TV. "Do you want to sign up for a composition class?" she said with a smile. "I don't want to," I said categorically. How could I have a sister like this? She's even more powerful than a hellhound. I really admire her from the bottom of my heart.

My sister said again: "You are in a 'very good' mood today!" "Yes, I am in a 'very good' mood today!" My sister said again: "Do you want to learn a musical instrument or painting?" ," "I don't want to. "When I was in the cram school, my grades in the cram school were not very good because I had a lot of homework. I already had a lot of homework, and I didn't want to take another class.

Back to reality, I have arrived at the door of the cram school and am sitting in a strange class. I feel so annoyed. I finally have to attend the cram school again on a weekend. "Alas"

When a child is really annoying, I want to go back to the time when I was a toddler. At this time, I sang "I don't want to grow up" again in my heart... Composition of me in the first grade of junior high school Chapter 9

There is a small park near my home, which was my childhood paradise.

When I was a child, I often went to the garden to play with my friends. However, due to the heavy learning tasks and no longer being so interested in it, I have not been there a few times in recent years. Now Looking back on the good times I spent there as a child, I feel nostalgic.

Needless to say, there are lush wild grasses, lifelike stone statues, tall sycamore trees, and bright red hawthorns. Needless to say, sparrows are silent on the branches, colorful butterflies are embedded in the winter jasmine, and nimble earthworms are crawling in the tender soil. Walking flexibly through it. Just the narrow stone bridge on the edge is a lot of fun. Chan'er sings here, and ants build their nests here. There is a group of white pigeons in the small square downstairs. They come here often. They must be raised in other people's homes. They just come here to play like me. Some kind people will feed them, and I will. The children also like them very much. I am excited. They clapped their little hands and shouted to play with them. There are dandelions scattered in the grass, some are big and plump. If you pick one, blow it, and they will all fall away. Where will they fall? Under the big tree, in the grass, it is still on my body and in my heart.

Behind the square in the small park, there is a small wooden house, surrounded by prosperous trees and dense flowers and plants. I am quite impressed by it.

That is a dilapidated but cute cabin. I like it very much. I often play near it with my friends. I remember playing hide-and-seek again. I hid in that small wooden house, so no one could find me for a while. Later, when I played hide-and-seek, everyone liked to hide here, so this place soon stopped being a treasure. I don't hide here anymore. I can’t remember exactly what the cabin looked like. I just remember that it was brown and had colorful lights on at night. It was so beautiful! When you get closer, you can smell the fragrance of logs. Later, when I got older, I stopped playing there. I gradually discovered that the door of the cabin was locked, and there were no bright lights at night. Finally, the park was renovated, and the cabin disappeared.

After many years, I still remember it freshly. My dear little park and cabin, this is the fun of my childhood! Composition 10 of me in the first grade of junior high school

Do you know what the color of autumn is in my eyes? You guessed it, it’s golden!

In the autumn park, the colors of various trees Fallen leaves covered the ground. From a distance, it looks like a thick golden carpet. Waves of cool autumn wind blew, and red maple leaves and golden poplar leaves fell down, like groups of colorful butterflies fluttering in the wind. There are colorful flowers in the garden: the petals of white chrysanthemums are like a girl's curly hair; the pink chrysanthemums are like the gauze skirt of the flower fairy in mythology; the rose flowers are red like fire, white like clouds, and purple like clouds, like a colorful painting. Picture scroll. The grass in the park is not as green and dense as before. Under the touch of Miss Qiu, they are covered with a yellow coat. Some red, white, and purple flowers poked their heads out from the grass, adding some gorgeous colors to the yellow carpet.

In my eyes, autumn is still a harvest season. Look: the round and big persimmons on the persimmon tree are like orange-red lanterns hanging all over the branches. The pomegranate on the pomegranate tree next to it also opened its mouth with a smile, revealing full of bright red and plump particles. The apple girl on the tree on one side lowered her head shyly, her red face seemed to tell everyone: I am ripe, come and pick it.

Autumn is the harvest season and the most beautiful season. It is like a beautiful watercolor painting that is forever imprinted in our minds.