Junior high school students' weekly diary is about 100 words.

I found five articles, choose the one you think is suitable! o(∩_∩)o ...

(1) I am a middle school student.

After six years of struggle in primary school, I have now entered junior high school and become a middle school student with a long way to go. I am both excited and nervous. Excited, I will never be called a junior again; Nervously, I have always been among the best in primary school. I don't know what grades junior high school will have, or will it rise? Still falling? However, I will work harder and harder than before.

Our society is getting better and better, science is becoming more and more developed, and people's thoughts are getting higher and higher. However, the bright future of the motherland still depends on the flowers of our motherland to struggle, create and renew! Lai Ning, a little hero, once said, "I am a descendant of the Chinese people, and I will work hard for the prosperity of the motherland." Then, as a middle school student, I should study harder and make contributions to China's scientific career in the future!

I have loved science since I was a child. Like Edison, Einstein, Madame Curie. . . These scientists, their great achievements, have left an indelible impression in my heart for a long time. I am determined to be a great scientist like them and make great contributions to the scientific cause of our country! However, if you want to be a great scientist, you must not talk about it, just talk about it. As the saying goes, plum blossoms are not cold? Therefore, from now on, I must race against time to learn all subjects well and strive for the best in every subject. Teachers often say: book knowledge is not comprehensive, so we should read more extracurricular books. Therefore, in addition to listening carefully in class, we should read and write more extracurricular books, and sometimes we have to do experiments ourselves. Now there is a lot of knowledge on the internet that books can't learn, so I have to explore it seriously. So as to achieve comprehensive quality and all-round development!

Now I am only a junior high school student, and my road to study is still very long, but I will try my best to finish this hard but not hard ideal road! Because I am already a middle school student!

(2) I am proud.

Life is not eternal for everyone, because death is with you as soon as you are born, and every moment of life is dying, so we can only seize every moment of life. Horace told us: "imagine every day that this is your last day, and tomorrow you don't expect will be more pleasant." This sentence is to let us cherish life and appreciate every day in life.

As everyone knows, life is disabled. Microscopically, life is short, only sixty or seventy years old, at most one hundred years old. If anything happens in the middle, I'm afraid I won't live that long. However, how many people really live for themselves? How many people have really found themselves? How many brains have you racked to climb up? How hard does it take to make big money? In fact, it is not so much that you earn a lot of money as that you are earned by money, because money takes away your youth, time, physical strength and life. Only one life is the most precious wealth in life. Life is the most precious wealth in the world, because all wealth can be recovered, only life is only once; But many people would rather exchange it for those so-called wealth, but spend their whole lives on fame, power or money savings. When they died, they were so regretful: "I just used my life, but I never cherished my life and enjoyed it."

It's good to be alive! However, people cannot live forever. From the day of birth, life begins to die, and it begins to struggle with death. So it's really not easy to live.

In fact, we often don't know how much weight life can bear and how hard life is. We are more aware of the fragility of life. Failure in exams, frustration in promotion, discord in neighborhoods, family conflicts, empathy of lovers, quarrels between children and brothers, etc. Even a lot of trivial things that can't lift chopsticks make people lose their rationality and lead to life crisis: suicide or murder. So many profound philosophers lamented how fragile life is after summing up all kinds of life. There is a proverb in ancient boatmen, "Hell is under the planking." Just separated by a board, life and death, we can know that the fragility of life will suffer disasters anytime and anywhere. With this awareness, we will have "now is the last moment of life" in our hearts, and we will not panic no matter what happens.

(3) That time, I understood myself.

In the morning, I was wrapped in a narrow bus and shuttled through the besieged city at dusk. Regardless of the cold wind and heavy rain, I walked alone in this street countless times. I don't know why I feel so heavy this time, as if I were walking in a huge magnetic object with iron shoes at my feet.

Probably influenced by that thing in the morning! Knowing that I was considered to sit firmly on the throne and was pushed out of the top of the English remedial class, I suddenly heard the thunder, and the glory suddenly left me, as if my heart were in the Woods in late autumn. I am like the person who is picking up fallen leaves, and I miss the lost green with a wry smile.

I walked feebly, and the road was extraordinarily long. Suddenly, a beam of sunshine stung my eyes strongly. What a beautiful scenery! The sun is struggling to escape from the shackles of the horizon, which is a role unwilling to admit defeat! In the shadow of the clouds, the sun's rays gradually disappeared, replaced by only a frightening shadow. Is the sun still unable to defeat the endless dark forces? However, I was wrong, and a ray of light appeared again. It achieved this persistence in despair. "Heaven rewards diligence", the sun shines brilliantly on every corner, and the dark clouds yield!

I suddenly woke up. Isn't my situation so similar to this scene? It turns out that he is just a young man who doesn't know himself. A young man often complained that his talents were not brought into full play, so the philosopher told him, "Can you pick up that sand in the ground?" "Of course not!" The young man said dismissively. "If there is a pearl in the ground, will you still worry about not finding it?" Young people understand: try to be a pearl! This is me, and I am me. Despite the resentment that there is no way out, I still face life with confidence: "One day, I will ride the wind and waves and sail straight across the deep sea." Did I get any inspiration from it?

I really appreciate that I went into my back garden, read and asked the answer in my heart.

The same me, with the changing sun, moon and stars on my head, running at my feet, with my special feelings, bravely chasing on my own road. ...

(4) When happiness comes to you.

What is happiness? It is a table of delicious food rewarded by parents when learning progress; It is a gentle greeting from the teacher full of encouragement when encountering setbacks; It is the laughter of students when they are happy. Whenever we encounter something, what we want most is encouragement, and the arrival of this encouragement is also a time of happiness.

I remember when I was a child, I saw others writing diaries and collecting stamps every day, and I wanted to be like others, but every time I got twice the result with half the effort. I don't want to keep a diary for a few days and receive emails for a few days. At this time, my parents always reach out to help me and encourage me to continue to work hard and stick to it. Happiness comes at this time.

When I was a little older, in the fifth grade, I cried because I couldn't jump over the goat. I don't have the confidence to jump anymore, because I know I can't jump. However, my good friend's persuasion inspired my confidence and gave me encouragement. I went back to that starting point and started jumping. Although it was still not very good, I finally passed the exam through her encouragement and hard practice. The feeling of happiness welled up in my mind.

When I was a freshman, I entered a fully enclosed school. Teachers and classmates are unfamiliar with school. I dare not raise my hand every time I answer questions in class, for fear that others will laugh at me if I answer wrong. In that open class, I finally raised my hand and the teacher saw me. Du Baixue, I can't believe my ears. I stood up timidly. Halfway through the answer, I was scared again. It's just that the teacher's big talking eyes gave me an encouraging look in an instant, as if to say cheer me up. At that time, my mind was hot and I answered like a flood. Since then, every time in class, the teacher will always see me raise my hand. Happiness appeared in front of me again.

Now, due to the rising grade and heavy homework, I write my homework until 9 o'clock every time, but my mother will accompany me every day. Sometimes when I am tired, my mother will bring a plate of shiny apples or a glass of pure milk. This makes me energetic and energetic to finish my homework. That kind of encouragement is hidden in mom's plate of apples or that glass of milk. At this time, happiness came to me again.

Friends, happiness will come to you when you are encouraged. At that time, some substance also contained encouragement to you. Please cherish your immediate happiness and your encouragement.

(5) The color in my eyes

I don't like bright red, nor do I like fresh and elegant light blue. Even the thick yellow pickles are not delicious. Although some of these colors are gorgeous and noble, and some smells are unknown, I like clean and pure white and grandpa's white.

The white in my eyes is grandpa's white hair. My mother told me that my grandfather used to be the factory director. Once, because of his work, he worked continuously for a week and hardly slept every day. When he looked in the mirror after work, he suddenly found that his shiny black hair had turned almost white, but he didn't have time to dye it and went back to work. Once I asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, why don't you dye your hair?" Grandpa replied humorously, "nobody gave me a seat when I got on the bus with black hair." Now that my hair is gray, I am offered my seat. Is it necessary for me to dye my hair black again? " Afterwards, I just smiled. But I know that grandpa has no time to dye his hair because of his busy work. So I decided that when I grow up, I must be a person who wants grandpa to be meticulous about his work.

The white in my eyes is my grandfather's white clothes. When my grandfather took clothes, I undoubtedly found that although there were only a handful of clothes in his closet, they were almost all white: white sweatshirts, white shirts and white coats. Although grandpa grew up in the city, the rendering of the city did not pollute his purity. I like white, maybe it's grandpa's influence on me!

The white in my eyes is grandpa's pure and noble character. When I was a child, my grandfather occasionally took me out to play. Once, we took a bus and we all had seats. This is, a pregnant woman came over, and before I knew it, my grandfather offered his seat. After another stop, an old woman with gray hair came over. My grandfather told me to stand up when he saw that no one would let me. Reluctantly, I finally stood up. I looked at my grandfather's determined eyes and dared not ask him. As a child, I am confused about this matter. But in retrospect, grandpa's noble white character may have touched many people at the moment I stood up.

The color in my eyes is white, the purest color in my life.