The composition of the seventh grade in junior high school

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Junior high school seventh grade composition 1 junior high school life is like a cup of tea, bitter is followed by an elegant fragrance; It is also like a lemon, with some sweetness. It's also like a cup of coffee. Although it is bitter from beginning to end, it can make people energetic. Life in junior high school is full of ups and downs, savoring it carefully and unforgettable.

Sweet and sour

When the earth takes off its snow-white coat, the spring breeze brings it a green shirt and some colorful plants to decorate it. One of the most striking is the cherry. When the happy school bell rang, several classmates and I rushed out of the classroom with our schoolbags on our backs. Not for anything else, but for the purples hidden under the green leaves by the wall.

"Can you do that?"

"Keep your voice down, don't let this family find out."

We stole cherries from the tree and arranged for a top athlete to pick them from the tree. Even the tallest ones are spared. I also specially "packed" all the stolen cherries with school uniforms.

We found a place where no one sat on the floor and put cherries in our mouths with a smile. Bite the flesh and taste its sweetness and sweetness, as if we were tasting our sweet and sour junior high school time.

Bitter and spicy

"Why do you want to divide into classes, why do you want to divide into classes ..."

I don't know how many times this sentence has been repeated by me, and my heart is hard to restrain. Sour tears flow down the cheeks to the mouth, and the bitter taste reaches the heart. Why should the friendship in the past three years be separated because of an exam result? The rain outside the window keeps falling, and my mood is as sad as the sky. When a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, I suddenly thought of a creature-Haiyan. It is always hard and strong, and will not stop because of any pain. Even if the wound is burning. Yes, why should I be sad about this? What is this pain on the long road of growth?

After the rain, my eyes are no longer astringent, and my mouth is no longer bitter. ...

Sweet and sour, these intertwined, is the taste of junior high school, but also the taste of our youth.

My junior high school life came when I was unprepared. When I was still immersed in the game of "piapia loading bullets" in primary school, my mother said, "Comrade, you are going to junior high school soon. What would you like? " This sentence can be said to be a sentence that awakened the dreamer. what are you going to do？ There's nothing to prepare. That's it. Thus, the summer vacation of the first grade became the most "substantial" summer vacation in my life.

When I first entered school, I really remember. I still have a conscience, at least I know the importance of the senior high school entrance examination, so I get up at 5: 30 every morning and get ready for school. I made up my mind to get up early and do my homework in junior high school, and then I set myself a bunch of unfinished goals. Within two days, my heart began to be confused again, my homework was sloppy, and I couldn't afford to stay in bed every day. This is my first year of junior high school-living a dream of pretending to work hard.

In the second day of junior high school, everything in the class is quietly changing, very small, but every little makes a mickle. The sudden outbreak also witnessed the rapid progress of many students-this is the first time I have a sense of crisis. My grades finally rose a little, and then I began to think, "I tried, I tried my best." But seeing the students leap again and again, I found that I hit myself in the face again. The second half of the semester began to be a little rebellious, and I bought a lot of exercises, only a few of which were really finished. So in the final exam, I got an unsatisfactory result.

The summer vacation finally arrived, and a good news came quietly on a hot day in July-the monitor was recruited in advance by Cangnan Middle School. The news shocked me, and the invisible pressure and crisis seemed to suffocate me. So soon, I will watch my classmates who have been classmates for two years step into the door of high school. I felt uneasy, unwilling, anxious and stressed, and all of a sudden, my whole body was eroded. This also made me really realize that the final battle was so close to me.

When I was still immersed in the novel mobile phone, others were working hard. When I am immersed in my so-called efforts, others have made more efforts than me 100 times. When I eat and watch TV at the dinner table, others even sit at the dinner table and think hard about unsolved Olympic math problems. It turns out that my efforts are so insignificant compared with them, and I am even complacent.

In fact, they are all working non-stop, just like Milan Kundera said-never think that we can escape, our every step determines the final outcome, and our feet are moving towards our chosen destination. Yes, they are all fighting for their final outcome. And I, however, just moved myself because of a little effort. How ridiculous, but at the same time, I am also very alert. It's time to start a real effort, don't give up and don't get tired. The years of struggle and hard work are called youth. As for those rebellious and immature ideas, the sooner we abandon them, the sooner we will remove the obstacles to progress.

In fact, I have always sympathized with those so-called social people, who ruined their whole youth and even their whole life with a moment of fun. In this most diligent time, those who don't work hard will definitely feel that this is a great regret in life in the future! Starting today, I will put an end to all distractions and devote myself to my study. At present, I think this is the greatest comfort to myself. Whether I succeed or not, as long as I work hard, I will never have any regrets.

In the past years, I have come a long way, with laughter and tears. Those deep or shallow footprints have become eternal memories. I bid farewell to my carefree childhood and left my innocent primary school days. I crossed the threshold of middle school. Everything in front of me is new, but I'm not afraid, because everything here is a middle school I yearn for and love.

I thought there was no difference between junior high school life and primary school life, except for a few more courses, but in fact I was wrong. Junior high school life witnessed a person's life course from teenager to youth. Yes, in primary school, we were just teenagers, just children, and many things were handled by teachers and parents, but junior high school has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Junior high school life is picturesque and colorful. In the morning, we have all day. There are many subjects to study, but there are also many rich and interesting activities. In class, the teachers are humorous and the students are no longer bored. They all think fast, mobilize their own thinking, actively participate in the classroom, raise their hands to speak, state their views, are not afraid of mistakes, and face difficulties on their own initiative when encountering difficulties. On the playground, there are students playing with teachers everywhere. There is no contradiction between classmates, and they are all enjoying friendship. There are also teachers and classmates whispering and joking ... The teachers in junior high school no longer make us feel out of reach. They are all our good friends, our relatives and the veil between teachers and students, which is being unveiled bit by bit. There is no gap between teachers and students, and the campus is full of laughter. But sometimes the campus is as quiet as night. In the self-study class, students no longer whisper and look around, but do their own things without disturbing each other, creating a quiet and good learning atmosphere. During lunch break, the lights were turned off without the supervision of the teacher, and everyone fell asleep as sweetly as at night. I love this kind of life, independence, self-improvement, self-care and self-improvement. In this warm big family, we grew up together.

Junior high school life is a turning point in our lives. Colorful as a painting, happy as a bird, quiet as a night, and difficult as a thorn. Let's embrace our glorious junior high school time with dreams and hopes.

Unconsciously, I have transferred from primary school to junior high school. When I first stepped into the door of junior high school life, I had no idea about my study, life and getting along with my classmates, and I didn't know the true meaning of the word "junior high school". Since the beginning of school, junior high school life has greatly changed me. Junior high school homework, junior high school teachers, junior high school classmates, junior high school courses, these are the reasons why I changed. During the military training, I always thought that I might have unveiled the mystery of junior high school. However, in the short military training, I found that I was wrong: junior high school means that I can no longer have the childishness of primary school students; Junior high school means I have to do everything by myself; Junior high school means that I am about to mature; junior school ..................................................................................................................................................... ......................... didn't know whether his interpersonal skills had improved or he was destined to meet each other. Perhaps, it is this short military training, I may not guess anything, but I think there will be an answer soon. Writing here, my heart is still filled with emotion. When I write, why don't I know where to start? Yes, it took some people three years to understand the meaning of the word "junior high school", while others took a lifetime to understand its meaning. I may not understand it for a while, because my junior high school life has just taken the first step. I will take him seriously in my junior high school life in the future!

The first time I went to junior high school, I felt different, because I once asked others, is junior high school good? Is it stressful? Are words easy to remember? Everyone else shook their heads. I said, what do you mean, is junior high school good?

I think it's good to go to junior high school, because as a middle school student, I was a pupil in primary school. I didn't realize until now that as a middle school student, I didn't lay a good foundation in primary school, but I never thought about it at all. I can't do junior high school questions, and I dare not even think about it, because I think my mind is still blank.

Actually, I'm still studying hard. But I've never been able to learn, and I'm listening carefully in class, but why can't I get better grades? My dream is to study hard and win honor for my mother. When I can't work out a problem sometimes, I think to myself, I should ask my classmates or teachers. But whenever I want to ask my classmates or teachers, it is especially difficult for my heart to take a breath of air. Alas! I still think it's not good to go to junior high school. I dare not confide in my teacher. Second, only bow in front of classmates. You can't look forward. Because my own grades are poor. Those with good grades can't play with others. Because others think they are annoying!

Everyone has his own self-esteem, and others don't want to play with it. And no matter how right I am, others will make irresponsible remarks. I don't want to go to junior high school again. No matter how hard I tried, I finally bowed my head with every classmate. I think I can't compare with others, because I am weak and looked down upon by my classmates and teachers. As a junior high school student, I also have my own self-esteem. I feel that when people talk about themselves, they are always not very good, never very bad. They are just talking nonsense. I can't explain it clearly, I don't know how to explain it to others, and I don't know how to decompose these things.

When I first went to junior high school, I was looked down upon by others. I feel that my self-esteem has always been strong, but when people talk about me, my self-esteem is weak and I can't be strong.

Time is like a continuous stream. In the blink of an eye, it took me through another spring and autumn. Bo, I have said goodbye to the first day; Bo, I also ushered in the next day. My heart was too much. I laughed, cried and went crazy. I will never forget it. ...

In the seventh grade, we are still childlike, struggling to get out of the empty and boring days and want to travel to the world outside the wall. When we climbed to the top of the wall, we found that the world outside the wall was still the same. I like the continuous sunshine in the afternoon, lying on the grass in the sun like moldy socks, and letting the breeze blow our hair tips and cheeks. The pace of time is as soft as a gust of wind, passing through our bodies and sad years. In my heart, there is only too much love left, loving those unknown memories that are exclusive to us.

In seventh grade, we were strong and proud. After the failure and collapse, we rushed out of the house in the rain like crazy beasts, and thin rain threads woven into a hazy net in the sky. Although the wind is not so biting, it is also a little cold. Walking quietly on the empty road, it seems that the whole world is so gloomy and wants to give up on me. Tears rushed out unscrupulously in the hesitant steps. Suddenly, the rain stopped raging and I looked up. A pure umbrella is placed on my head and in my heart, like Yu Lian in summer, with mud and no dye. Laughed, cried and hugged each other tightly.

In the seventh grade, we have a vibrant dream. Every morning, the bell comes as scheduled, a graceful figure passes by, stepping a brisk melody, facing the burning sunrise, flying to the distance and heading for the destination all the way. On the playground, we in Class 83 formed a colorful picture scroll, which slowly unfolded in time, so beautiful but so vigorous. Time seems to have stopped. Eternal moment ...

In the seventh grade, we are a big family full of happiness and joy. I once slammed the door for a teacher and felt deeply guilty together; I also burst into laughter for a classmate's joke; I worked hard for the sports meeting again and again, shouting loudly together ... time is like a pig knife, making people old. In the eighth grade, we will work hand in hand towards the future and our fiery dreams. I believe that those tiny hours can't flow out of my fingers after all, and they are firmly held in my palm after all.

The long summer vacation has finally passed and it is a new beginning. This summer vacation without homework may make many people ecstatic and have fun. However, many people regard it as a transitional period from primary school to junior high school. But in any case, this summer vacation has passed, and everyone can't slack off, because-everything is new when entering junior high school.

The new curriculum-junior high school is not as relaxed as primary school. Look, there are several other courses: geography, history and biology. Moreover, the content of each subject is deeper and more difficult, and many knowledge points have to be understood and memorized slowly. Hey, we have to "expand" our brains!

New class-bid farewell to primary school and enter junior high school. I was assigned to a new class: Grade One (13). In this class, I have only a few pupils, and so do others. But I believe that time can make everyone in the class familiar, establish friendship, work together, win glory for the class and be proud of the class!

A new teacher-a few days after the start of school, teachers from all subjects have "appeared" one after another. Every teacher has his own unique personality and teaching methods: Mr. China is humorous and dull in class; The math teacher is full of confidence and patience when teaching students. English teachers are serious and strict in class ... but they try their best to impart knowledge to us. From the perspective of English, we can say to the teacher: "Thank you, teacher, past tense, present continuous tense, future tense."

New classmates-coming to a new class, frankly speaking, the pressure is really a bit great. When the teacher selected the study committee member, he asked about his grades, which made me find that many students' grades were better than mine, except in my own class. I will redouble my efforts to challenge them in the future, no, now!

Once, the bell rang-the new bell rang, and the corridor immediately became lively. There are many faces of primary school students in other classes dangling in front of my eyes. Wang Jiaqi said to me, "Look at those former classmates, then close your eyes and feel calmly. It seems to be no different from before. "