My first-year junior high school students live composition.

I hope middle school life is a brand-new beginning. I'm going to start by listening to lectures and doing homework every day. Let's take a look at the composition of My First Day of Life that I compiled for you.

My junior high school life composition 1 junior high school life has passed a period. I think junior high school life is like drinking. It tasted bitter at first, but then it was wonderful.

coffee

Junior high school life is like a cup of coffee, astringent and fragrant. Say astringency first! The first day I entered the middle school gate, my God! Middle school is so big, when I think of my alma mater, a burst of bitterness comes to my mind. Look at the schedule, we have added four courses "politics, history, geography and biology", which must be more and more! Alas! Junior high school students deserve it. It won't be hard, will it? After a few weeks, I gradually adapted to junior high school life, and I began to feel that junior high school life is very colorful, full of youthful vitality, full of vigor and dreams. At the age when we love dreaming, such a life is full and sweet! So is drinking coffee. The first time I drank it, I felt a little bitter. When you take your time, you will feel good.

milk

I'm not tall or thin. My mother thinks everyone else is taller and fatter than me. So, let me drink pure milk every day to supplement my nutrition. But if you drink it every day, you will inevitably get tired.

Although pure milk tastes bad, it contains many nutrients. Junior high school life is like this. It is unique in language, politics and history, with beautiful sound and body. Just like all kinds of vitamins, they nourish our thin bodies, enrich our poor knowledge and write a music for a better life.

soda

Although you are in junior high school now, if you don't study hard, just like the foam of soda, what you have learned will be forgotten. Study hard, and you will be able to "soar into the sky and have unlimited strength" like a shaken soda.

No matter what kind of drinks junior high school students have, they are all delicious in my heart and will definitely drink well.

My first life composition 2: The sun shines on the earth. In this crisp autumn season, I ushered in my new campus life-junior high school life.

It's been a week since school started, and every place is getting familiar, but every place is full of curiosity and wants to explore. My Lei Feng Middle School will continue my youth, my dreams and my growth here.

From my description, you may be curious about what my campus looks like. Let me introduce you.

We walked in from the school gate together, leaning against a bust of uncle Lei Feng, next to the flag-raising platform, where I raised the flag on Monday. The heroic posture of the flag-raiser is very beautiful and spectacular.

To the west of the school is the teaching building. Teachers teach knowledge seriously, students study tirelessly, and everyone is trying to make progress.

In the northeast of our school is the youth activity base. There is a library, Lei Feng showroom, table tennis and badminton hall. The library is quiet, and every student is reading quietly. Lei Feng showroom recorded the glorious life of Lei Feng and witnessed the growth of teachers and students in Lei Zhong. Gymnasium provides the best platform for teachers and students to exercise and enhance their awareness of healthy sports.

Junior high school life is a colorful combination of work and rest. I love my campus, and I love Lei Feng Middle School.

When I entered the first grade, life began to be fast-paced, and troubles and happiness spilled over to me from the flower season. Grow up, maybe. Looking at the childish faces of my classmates around me, I found that the flower season has entered me.

Annoying worries crept into my mind unconsciously. The busyness of study and the variety of homework have already broken the adults' idea that our time is naive and carefree. My parents are eager to see their children succeed, which gives me endless pressure, so I am not happy, but absorbed.

At school, facing the competition in study is a kind of pressure for me. Strong psychology is at work, which always makes me lose my way in a close call, wandering in a long maze, wandering. I really want to go out and see those flowers that bloom for me. I really want to look up to the hope that has risen for me; I really want to see the colorful bridge built for me. However, I can only imagine their beauty out of thin air.

I don't like the pressure of busy studying, but the competition is cruel. The more intense, the harder I work, and I can't be half a beat slower than anyone else. So, I am very tired.

It's just that in this short time, I have been at a loss. The study pressure is huge, and the numb mind is enduring, "only fighting for its own future." Isn't this the mantra of parents? For me, now I can only do what my parents think and change.

Look! Everyone my age has a rickety thing hanging from his head. What is that? It is our parents' requirements. We can only worry about its landing and catch up with others.

The pace of the school is extremely fast. I am afraid that I will fall behind, and I am afraid that there is a lack of a note in the music of life. This is what worries me most. Everything, everything, I'm afraid. Now I have been carried away by the troubles of studying. Looking at primary school students is like a gorgeous bud. Have I ever been an unopened bud? But my blooming is too tired, and I am exhausted after an important jump.

Studying, I don't hate you, but my parents' incomprehension gives me the pressure to study. I may not find another one except this one!

I bid farewell to my carefree childhood, lost my innocent primary school time, stepped into the threshold of middle school campus and started a colorful first-year life. On the first day of junior high school, I was very excited because I saw the fruits of my six years' labor. I remember how eager I was to enter junior high school as soon as possible when I was in primary school. Today I finally realized my dream.

When I entered a new class, I saw new classmates. Their laughter reminds me of my lovely primary school classmates. Seeing every new teacher, every word they wrote on the blackboard reminds me of my kind first teacher. Seeing this spacious classroom reminds me of the narrow primary school classroom. My first day of life was sour.

While I was moping in my seat, my classmates were asking questions. When I needed help, they all lent me a helping hand, because I didn't live in primary school and I was not familiar with it. Every time I run out of water, they help me carry it without thinking. I suddenly felt that the first day of life was "sweet".

I didn't do well in the departmental exam. See the "cross" symbol that everyone hates and hear the teacher's criticism. When I got home, my parents were anxious to ask my grades. I have no choice but to bite the bullet and tell my parents my grades. At this time, I think my first day of life is very "spicy".

The final exam is coming, homework; The number of test papers is increasing gradually, and the homework alone makes me overwhelmed. Here comes the blank paper again, written at school and at home. Write in class and after class; Writing during the day, writing at night ... when I have no leisure one day, I feel that life in the first day is very "bitter".

My first year of life was really interesting, mixed with "ups and downs". These are just episodes in my first year of life. This group has brought me great happiness and made my life more full and moving. ...

A thousand words, only one sentence: I love my new life.