Composition for the third year of junior high school

No matter in school or in society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, which is a verbal activity for people to express their feelings in written form. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following are seven compositions I collected for Grade Three, which are for reference only. I hope they can help you.

Dear leaders, teachers and students,

Good afternoon. Winter has passed. In this March when everything is budding and spring will be strong, we have ushered in a new semester and started a new study life. On behalf of all the graduating students, I would like to take this opportunity to express my deep affection to the leaders and teachers:

Teachers, you have worked hard! Every progress we make embodies your hard work, every achievement we make embodies your wisdom, and every growth we make embodies your sweat.

Time flies and life is short. Three years of study and life in junior high school are fleeting. It seems that just yesterday, with pure smiling faces, enthusiasm for knowledge and desire for growth, we threw ourselves into the arms of Yongchang Vocational School. It seems that just yesterday, we were still an ignorant urchin, but now we have become gentle and knowledgeable teenagers. Simple eyes are a little deeper, naughty faces are a little more dignified, and innocent hearts quietly increase their responsibilities and beliefs! All this, we haven't had time to reminisce and indulge, the senior high school entrance examination has stood in front of us, and in three months, we will face the first important choice in our life journey! Are you admitted to Yongchang No.1 Middle School with excellent grades, or are you quietly leaving your classmates to attend ordinary high schools?

In the face of the upcoming senior high school entrance examination, some students may be helpless because of unsatisfactory results, some students may sigh because of the short time, and some students may still enjoy it disapprovingly for a few days. But classmates, our parents are worried about our upcoming senior high school entrance examination, and our teachers are under great pressure. Thousands of competitors in the county are gearing up and eager to try. There is no room for us to hesitate in the senior high school entrance examination! The senior high school entrance examination does not allow us to slack off for a moment! There is no room for mistakes in the senior high school entrance examination! We must win the senior high school entrance examination!

Lenin said: "study, study, study again!" " This is where we are now. Three months, fleeting! But as long as you pay, you will get something! During this period, you can change a lot and gain a lot. Although you may not succeed if you pay, you will not succeed if you don't pay. If you don't pay, you may not even have a chance to miss success! The senior high school entrance examination is the first major challenge in our life. We must all face it bravely and positively. How many beats can life have? Don't fight at this time, but when!

Today is the key period for eighth grade students to master the knowledge system in an all-round way and win the junior high school. Let's spend more time thinking, sum up the knowledge system and learning methods, and at the same time strengthen exercise to make full preparations for the sprint of grade nine. Today, for the seventh-grade students, it is the beginning of raising the sails of life after integrating into Yongchang Vocational School. Let's strengthen the study of basic knowledge and actively participate in various activities in the diversified, open and good learning environment provided by the school to decorate junior high school life more colorful.

Junior students, please learn from us, cherish the elegant environment, make full use of time, improve learning efficiency, obey the rules and discipline, be strict with yourself, and know that "young people don't work hard, but old people are sad." Without a solid foundation for two years, it is difficult to review in grade three. Success favors those who are prepared. Don't think about it when you indulge yourself. Are you ready for Grade Three? Don't be idle, white and sad! Tomorrow of your alma mater belongs to you!

Students, the relaxed nerves should be tightened again. The alarm clock at the bedside will arouse the sound of the morning, and our figure will be presented under the long-lost lamp. We know very well that the road ahead cannot be smooth sailing, but it will only be more tortuous and dangerous. With the increase of knowledge, the pressure of competition will increase day by day, but we will never back down. Everyone is under the same external pressure, and whether they are relaxed or not is just a difference in mentality. Face it with a normal heart, and we can become stronger. Teachers have watered our saplings with their life-long efforts, sweat and wisdom. We have no reason and should not fail.

Students, the ship of destiny is in our own hands. Failure and success can only represent the past. "The road is as iron as the Lion Gate, but now we are striding forward from the starting point."

Today is the day for freshmen to enter school. The quiet campus is suddenly full of people and excitement. Looking at the nervous expressions on the faces of those freshmen, I feel a little excited about entering the new college and reluctant to part with my family. I'm the same person as I was two years ago.

In a blink of an eye, I went to the fourth floor and became a third-year student with heavy study. Faced with the increasing pressure of entering a higher school, it's not that I haven't considered my goals, and I will often meditate on what I should do in the future.

My life in grade three has gradually entered a formal track, and I can clearly feel that my busy and fulfilling life is gradually running at my pace. Shuttling back and forth from dormitory, classroom and canteen every day, I have no time to play and entertain, and I have learned to squeeze my time into the study of various subjects. Students are also changing the inertia of the past, and at the same time, they have also promoted the learning atmosphere of the whole class, so that the whole class is shrouded in a strong learning atmosphere.

Once upon a time, I didn't seem to think about any changes in the third grade, but unconsciously, the air around me was filled with a smell called growth. People will grow up and face new challenges. What mentality should we face the team challenge?

I bowed my head and thought for a while, but my pen didn't fall off. I turned and looked at the door. For several days, the gloomy sky seems to want to break this darkness, and a force seems to emerge from the sky. In an instant, the black "curtain" seemed to show pure white light, and a cry from the sky rang out in my ear! I couldn't help shivering for a while, and the nib drew a long arc on the white paper.

I heard a cry from my heart. I should strive, work hard and do my best. Can I continue to waste time for my goals and myself?

I put down my pen and opened a new page in my book, where I will write my own triumph!

The autumn harvest season, the new semester began again. Facing the first ray of sunshine in the morning, we have returned to the beautiful campus and started the journey of the new semester.

In the past journey, whether you had laughter or sunshine, it has become an eternal memory. Add a lock and seal it up! Everything in front of us is new. Did you get a look at him? New life is breaking through the ground. Due to the cruelty of reality, we will become knights, wipe the wounds on our chests, take up weapons and prepare for the new semester. Have you determined the target?

Maybe your goal is to get into your ideal high school. Maybe your goal is to catch up with a classmate. Goals can be different, but they can't be without them. More importantly, after we have a goal, we must put it into action and go all out. There is no need to brush a piece of paper several times, but you must have a goal in your mind and a full set of plans. Without a goal, there is no end, and a person can even be himself. How will you complete this journey? Of course it won't be smooth sailing. It will always make you cry, but it will always be sunny after cloudy days, because you are a knight, chivalrous and brave, and will not be knocked down by any difficulties!

Then, you need to learn step by step, and you need to learn in a down-to-earth manner. There is no limit to learning the sea. Let's explore the unknown world together and work hard for our goals! Franklin said, "Only with extraordinary courage can you do extraordinary things." For us middle school students, writing a good composition, drawing a beautiful picture, singing a touching song and playing a beautiful ball game are all successes in our middle school journey. Success is our joy, and behind success is our efforts. No effort, no gain, no effort, no gain. Therefore, for us who are about to enter high school, we should cherish this precious time to enrich ourselves and turn our ideals into irresistible power! Students let us raise our ideal sails. In the colorful middle school voyage, there may be ups and downs, but I firmly believe that under the command and manipulation of our beloved helmsman teacher, we will definitely overcome all difficulties, avoid all dangerous beaches and reach the other side of success!

Abstract: Sophora japonica has a strange taste, and its shape is difficult to describe. It never seems to open on time, midsummer or early autumn? I can always see them on the ground. When I was a child, I braved the rain to pick flowers, as if it was yesterday, and four years passed. ...

It's the third grade, and I know that I wrote these words in wishful thinking. I can't find those old days. I finally forgot the old days and stayed with those friends.

The shape of Sophora japonica is difficult to describe, and it has a strange taste. It never seems to open on time, midsummer or early autumn? I can always see them on the ground. When I was a child, I braved the rain to pick flowers, as if it was yesterday, four years later.

There is also a flea market. On Saturdays of Senior One and Senior Two, go on time after class, especially in winter. The math class in the morning was cold and biting, and there was no warmth in the empty classroom. When going out, I only feel stiff legs and feet, making it difficult to walk. The sun blows with the wind, and it seems that the short journey will never end. At noon, I only bought two cakes to save money for a meal. Then, while it was still early, I warmed up, put my bag on my back and walked to Dazhong Temple. That little flea market. Everything is so familiar, and most of the things in each booth have not changed for many years. At night. The weather is cool and dry. When it turns cloudy, the street lamps start to light up. The vendors closed their stalls. I walk around and then leave, sometimes with a newly discovered hairpin. After class that day, I looked at the strange color of blue and purple in the sky, the street lamps gradually lit up, and the wind in early autumn roared past with the breath of winter. Then I remembered the time. Two years, strange and unforgettable.

Or a primary school education college built in the 1960s. It's shabby, dark, old, cold and dusty everywhere. There is a class in the afternoon of junior one. Sunlight, cobwebs, dust and broken green walls make up a beautiful picture. The cement floor tiles there have red patterns, which I have never seen anywhere else. When my mother didn't come, she recited English in the hall. The sunshine in winter in Huang Chengcheng brought a little warmth, and the cars outside the gate passed quickly and disorderly, bringing some rustle of air. Maybe I'll never go back.

Yes, 967, these three numbers have been recorded too much from primary school to junior high school. There are 302. At noon, I drove to the east of Sitong Bridge, passed Shuang 'an and ate in a small shop on the side. Then I took the overpass to Dazhong Temple, walked around for two times and left, with words and words in my heart. I don't know why my impressions of these places are winter, cold wind and sunshine. 967, I took it home at night, and the next stop changed, but it was still the green car with a busy third ring road and dim lights at night. Now I want to miss it, but I know everything is impossible. Our sword English teacher likes to say Bforboy when talking about options. Later, after reading Li Bihua's words, the ghostly little girl said, No, not building B, but building D, Dfordeath.

What Friday is the third day of school? I want to write such painful and profound words. I said, I want to die. Sadness is more terrible than heart death. When I filmed Eliot's The Waste Land, English poetry was mixed with other languages, and it looked strange and sad. I don't want to say that I believe in the future. When heartless cobwebs blocked my stove. Life is like this. Then I had a dream that I was going to die. That moment of suffocation and sadness blinded my mind. I shouted loudly in my dream, but only heard my own voice, desperate and helpless.

Sadness is more terrible than heart death. I understand that learning Zhuangzi from an early age still has such detached benefits. It was the first day, day and night, reading Zhuangzi's great words. Although I don't understand the meaning, I still feel that I have finally found a place to fly in the emptiness. I don't want to talk about my present class. Literature? More than half a semester has passed, and the word literature has long been an empty shell. I miss the old days more and more. In those years, I lived like a literary youth. Now, it's impossible. Never will. Even eleven or twelve-year-olds don't know what growth and aging are. I looked at my aging hands on the bus and realized that nothing is immortal.

After reading Chen Danqing's article, I suddenly realized, what's the use of talking so much? This life is a vanity fair, and only real gentlemen are ruthless, selfless, aboveboard, detached, hidden in the city and living a leisurely life. Everyone has their own goals in life. Noble or negative, it is just a mass of flesh and blood, far away, a handful of dust.

Finally detached. For half a semester, I was held back by our class teacher and never thought about it. Finally, it dawned on me that everyone has his own way of living. The secret book that the extra-curricular English teacher taught us: When your teacher scolds you, you just need to review your lessons or recite ancient poems, and don't waste time.

In that case, not bad. Life is only once, and it seems to be only a few seconds. How short life is.

This is the third day of school. Come on! ! ! _' composition about the beginning of school.

The second day of junior high school has left us forever, and the memories in my mind are engraved with the brand of the end of the play, leaving us only to look through these past records in our leisure time. The end of the second day of junior high school may indicate that the classroom of Class Two in Grade Eight is empty, but I still hope to say the words "No class in the third day" from a school leader, which is only the only hope. After all, there are too many things buried in our hearts in this class ... We are facing great challenges in grade three, and I hope that each of us can go all out to face the study life in grade three with a brand-new attitude. Maybe the road ahead will be bumpy, but we must go on firmly, because I hope that many years later, we can still remember the time when we struggled with a smile on our lips. The third day is getting closer and closer, and I'm ready to go. I want to say loudly: Come on, Grade Three!

On the third day of school, the winter vacation flew by in imperceptible laughter. The new semester, new atmosphere and new sights are waiting for us to meet! I vowed to study hard and get good grades in the new year, but it seems impossible.

The winter vacation flies like an arrow, but I am desperate to make up my homework. Get up early and go to bed late every day. I stayed up all night and finished my homework.

On the day of registration, I arrived at school early, waiting for the teacher with the winter vacation schedule. Of course, students are eager to come to school. We are glad that we are together, but sad that we have to get up early for school and are afraid that we can't sign up.

The students in the class are as noisy as before. "Teacher Yu is here. Sit down quickly. " There was a moment of silence in the class. I saw a tall teacher in a brand-new black dress. Come in. He is our head teacher: Miss Yu. Not bad! Command us naughty little soldiers like a general again. Look! The pocket in the teacher's coat is like a small warehouse. The teacher takes things from it every day, as if there are countless papers and notes in it. "A few boys came out and took my homework." The sound rumbled like guns. Of course, girls signed up. I wonder if I can pass my homework. Heart from top to bottom, from bottom to top, like a seesaw.

Start class. The first class is Chinese. I took out my Chinese homework and asked the team leader to check it. When the team leader checked my quality report book and winter vacation plan, my heart kept rising like a stock. The group leader turned over the homework page by page, and I was frightened when I heard the sound of "brushing". When the team leader signed his name on the homework, I felt that I was about to fly! I passed the next assignment in this way.

Because my mother was not satisfied with my grades last semester, I will study harder so that my mother will not worry about me, my father will not worry about me, and the teachers will be happy! After school, I went home early, took out my homework and did it seriously. The teacher talked to her mother and said, "My potential has not been fully realized. If you play, it will be very good. " So, I understand that I am different from last semester at any time. I don't ask myself to study methodically, but to actively participate in activities, so I challenge my limits and explore my potential.

There will be some difficulties in learning, but after my discussion with my mother and the guidance of the teacher, the difficulties will be solved. My mother worries about my study all day, my father leaves early and comes home late to create a good learning environment for me, and my teacher gives me knowledge, which makes my heart full of fun. And I want to study hard, make progress every day, study hard, and don't let my parents and teachers down. The discovery of a semester in junior high school made me understand that junior high school is different from primary school. Mathematics is based on abstract thinking and pays attention to algebraic thinking. And primary schools pay attention to skills and ingenious thinking. Therefore, I will study harder.

The new semester has begun, and the life record has been updated. Everything is like a passing cloud, don't miss it. They are just a thing of the past, an old document. Let's face the new semester with a new look. Don't leave any worries and challenge the old records. This is what we really should do!

September is a good time to start school. I came to a new school-Shazitang Tianhua Boarding School. The environment here is beautiful, the grass is lush, the flowers are beautiful, the teaching building is tall, the classroom is bright, the canteen is clean, the food is delicious, the dormitory is comfortable, the playground is wide, and the teachers are particularly kind.

I feel warm in Tianhua, a warm family. With the care of teachers and the help of classmates, I quickly adapted to the new environment. I must study hard in such a beautiful environment.

In our senior three (3) class, I served as the vice monitor, which is the trust of my classmates and teachers. I will never live up to the expectations of my teachers and classmates.

A new semester, a new beginning, a new starting point and a new goal.

The 38th parallel between deskmates, the small notes exchanged by students, and the bell ringing after class are all related to the youth campus and will always be the purest and best memory in everyone's heart.

Time, counting for a long time, only to find that it is gone forever. Let these essays on the feelings of starting school accompany you to reminisce about the beautiful campus time that has passed away but will last forever in your heart!