In their daily study, work or life, many people have had the experience of writing essays, and they are all familiar with compositions. Compositions can be divided into primary school compositions, middle school compositions and college compositions ( paper). Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? Below are 10 compositions for the second grade of junior high school that I compiled for you. They are for reference only. You are welcome to read them.

Second Grade Composition 1

Look in the mirror in the morning

Only to find you hidden in the mirror

You just repeat it mechanically My movements

seem to have no thought

You and I look alike

Not many people can tell the difference

Sometimes even I I will also be confused

Why do you and I look so the same

What was your purpose when you were born

What is your purpose in meeting me

Could it be that you want to replace me

To seek benefits

When you come out

It means the beginning of my bad luck

No People know that I

It is actually you

You have completely replaced me

I have no place in this world

I Watching you above you

Watching what you do

You break the antenna that hangs high

You kill the bird that rests on it In the cradle

You stepped on the grass to the east

You waded across the river to the west

No one knows that you did these things

It’s not me

And you are destined to make me infamy for eternity

What honor and belief

have all become a passing thing

A moment The fleeting doors and windows

have also become the fence that binds me

Maybe one day

I walk into the mirror

You go Entering the Reality Grade 2 Composition 2

In the vast and beautiful galaxy, everyone’s innovation is unique. Our personality seems to be determined by each galaxy elf and discussed by several elf elders. Everyone's personality cannot be completely consistent, just like every leaf is different.

I have many interests, hobbies, shortcomings and advantages.

Hobbies, I like running and playing basketball. Hobby: I like playing computer games and reading comic books. Disadvantages: Love playing with toys and watching TV. My father and mother kept telling me: Stop playing and learn quickly! In the future, if you can't study well, have no future, or can't get into a good university, don't expect us to arrange a job for you (I study at a school where I am ranked between 200-300)! "This sentence has been with me through many experiences and has become a daily routine for me. It sounds like a cocoon in my ears, but I still can't change it. Advantages: I like reading, I can study hard and forget what I don't understand. Even though I can't hear others calling me, I also like to study very hard. I have time to read, but I will use my time wisely to read: reading during bathroom time, reading before going to bed, etc. I have a habit of reading, and I will never stop if I can’t finish it.

I also like to study and study hard. If we don’t study hard, we will learn nothing. Use your own knowledge to change yourself!

Do you know me? This is me - a little boy who loves reading and studying. This is me! /p>

Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Yaxuan, not the singer Xiao Yaxuan. Let me introduce myself to you.

I am a lively yet quiet girl. My appearance is not outstanding, but rather ordinary. But this does not mean that my life is ordinary. I like painting and singing, and I will not give up on my dreams.

I am a very stubborn girl. I remember one time, there was a true or false question in the exercise book, and the whole class was debating whether this question was right or wrong. When the teacher said casually that it was right, I couldn't figure it out because I personally thought that question was wrong, and I thought my reasons were very good. When she asked us the reasons for judging this question, I boldly raised my hand and explained the reasons. After verification, it was confirmed that my answer was correct.

I am a girl with a two-sided personality. Once in school, the teacher asked who was willing to clean the house. In order to get the teacher's praise, I raised my hand with everyone. The teacher called me, so I worked hard to clean the room and didn't stop until it was clean. The teacher saw me and praised me to the whole class. I felt like "labor is the most glorious". Another time at home, my mother asked me to wash clothes. But in my heart, I was unwilling to do so, and I tried every means to delay it. Finally, my mother launched the Lion's Roar Kung Fu on me, and I obediently went to wash my clothes.

This is me, an ordinary but extraordinary, hard-working but lazy, stubborn but sometimes obedient girl. Maybe I am just a small grain of sand in the endless desert, but I have my own persistence and my own personality. I like to make friends and hope to make many good friends in this new class. Grade 2 Composition 4

Today, we went back to school to get our results. When we arrived around 7:30, we started handing out papers. We did well in the exam, but after looking at the report card, I was very disappointed. 71 students were given the test paper. After a closer look, 4 extra points were deducted for Chinese. After correction, there were more than 50 students. Later, after the teacher read the transcript, he found that the political score was wrong and there were less points added. 10 points. When I found out, I told the teacher that when I picked up the paper, the political paper was missing. Because I was still reading my grades at the time, I looked for it in a low voice, but I still couldn’t find it. After 10 minutes, I still couldn’t find it. The teacher was in the class. I asked around, but no one said anything, so I kept looking... Half an hour later, I still couldn't find it, so I ran to the Academic Affairs Office, but the teacher said that if I didn't have the paper, I wouldn't give it a grade. I said that all the teachers and classmates can testify. He didn't believe it either, so I went back and asked the teacher to ask again. Almost everyone looked over it, but it still didn't work. I was very anxious at the time, so I cried. The teacher said to the class, it's useless for you to take other people's papers. , not to mention ten points less. At that time, I was holding back tears in my heart, but my face still burst into tears. At this time, I heard a boy behind me say, "It's just ten points, what's the big deal." I was annoyed and yelled at them: "I'm talking about you!" I was anxious, it was almost 10 o'clock, and I couldn't make changes after 10 o'clock. I cried and shouted, where is my paper! I have already burst into tears, but when I hear someone say that I feel sorry for myself, I still cry. What should I do? I have never been so helpless...

In the end, I still couldn’t find it. I became optimistic and stopped looking. In fact, I was still very confused. I went to the Chinese language course and it was gone when I came back. Even if the wind blew it away, It doesn’t leave the classroom, and it can definitely be found, but after asking both sides, no one said anything. My good friend said that someone hid it, who knows (it’s too late now anyway, if anyone takes it, just keep it as a souvenir... ...) In short, I just need to know the test myself. I went to the teacher to see the results. After adding ten points, I was able to enter the top twenty. The teacher said: That's great! We all laughed, but my tears started to flow again. I carried it away and walked away. It doesn't matter. Just know it and face it with a smile.

I’m so sorry because we will be divided into classes at the beginning of school, and it is still unknown who will be divided out. If someone in our group is separated, then the last memory I leave them will be my tears. ? I really don’t want to be divided into classes, I like our group very much and we want to be together!

At the parent-teacher meeting in the afternoon, my score was 53rd in grade, but adding 10 points, I was less than 8 points less than the first in grade. Those who can make it into the top 20 will pass. We should Learn to let go, work hard, and work hard for the next exam, but when I think about being divided into classes, and thinking that this may be the last time we are together, I can't help but feel disappointed, and I don't want to be divided into classes! Second Grade Composition Chapter 5

Soon after spring began, it was full of light purple flowers, dotted with stars. This wall existed in my memory a long time ago, and it has always existed, and the vine flowers bloomed and withered, and bloomed again after withering. As time went by, we gradually called this wall the wall of vine flowers.

The wisteria wall is just a wisteria wall, but its wisterias are different from other wisterias. The vine flowers here are very pale in bloom, very light in color, pale purple with white oozing, as if they are there. From a distance, these scattered small flowers look like white dots. Under the sun, these white dots one after another form a white world. The person who took me to see the wisteria wall for the first time was Sister Ping. It was also a bright spring, and the flowers in the flowerbed were blooming in brilliant colors. It was a kind of stunning beauty. They are gorgeous, outrageous, enchanting, but also disturbingly beautiful. Sister Ping took me out of the flower garden and walked quietly along the green path to the end of the vine wall. The wisteria wall in spring is full of life. When viewed from a distance, these petite and delicate flowers are scattered here and there, as if they will fall when the wind blows. Under the sunshine of spring, the white lace is coated with a layer of gold, simple but not gorgeous. When I got closer, I realized that it was a very light purple, so light that it almost penetrated into the green of the vines.

Sister Ping said that this wall also has a story. It is said that a long time ago, there was a girl with a delicate face. She always wore a light purple gauze dress, which was a light purple. She never spoke. When others looked at her doubtfully or talked to her, she always remained silent and smiled. Therefore, people don’t know where she comes from, let alone where she is going. It seems that she has always existed since the beginning of this village. She stood under the green wall. There were no wisteria flowers at that time. She always repeated the same action, touching the green wall and raising her head again. After a long time like this, the girl suddenly disappeared, but on the green wall, vines suddenly grew, wrapping around the green wall in circles. Afterwards, I took a look at the wisteria flowers, feeling a bit sad and helpless.

Sister Ping stroked the vine flower with her hand and said, maybe those people still don’t understand. This girl may have been waiting for something, or waiting for something. What a persistent girl! I think, maybe these light purple wisteria flowers are the wisps of that girl, a little bit, but also endless thoughts. No matter what she was dissatisfied with, what she was bitter about, or what she was doing, the girl buried those longings in her heart and never mentioned them again. The sun was dancing on the vine flowers, and my eyes were bright. What am I moved by? What am I moved by? It must be the girl's simple affection. I was moved by the true feelings, deeply moved. In front of him, there seemed to be a girl wearing a light purple gauze, still standing stubbornly. Second Grade Composition Chapter 6

The weather is so good today, the sun is too bright. The bright sunshine illuminates the whole house, and also seems to illuminate the whole world, as if to let those immersed in the darkness The person in the corner has nowhere to hide.

I looked at the sunshine that was so bright that it was a bit dazzling. I wanted to laugh, but I couldn’t, but I felt like I didn’t show it. I thought I was comfortable doing what I did now, and no one would know my smile. How many tears are flowing behind my back.

This world is gray, and it makes people’s psychology dark. I thought I had adapted to it, but this seems to be just my own opinion. I cannot do the same as others’ slander and insult. The people I care about care about things, and I don't care about them.

Romain Rolland said: See the world clearly and then love it, but can you still love it after you see the world clearly? You will only feel disgusted, sad, angry, disappointed, and desperate, and then sigh, and all we can do is sigh.

Those trees without leaves are swaying in the wind. Who can remember that those trees were once lush and brought shade to the place? Who cares how many winds and frosts they have experienced behind them?

Winter is winter after all. Even if there is sunshine, it is still cold. The strong wind blows on people, making them shiver, but who would have thought that this was the warmth that awakened the earth in spring. This wind is like a silent cry, venting the anger in my heart.

I suddenly understood that there are some things that you just need to know in your heart. Don’t try to argue. Sometimes, some people don’t care about these things, and what you have to do is not to refute or get angry. , to be sad and dissatisfied, but to suppress all emotions, hide them behind your back, replace them with indifference and calmness, and just understand some things in your heart.

Perhaps we all loved to laugh and talk before, but now we keep silent, we become indifferent, we become emotionless, and our eyes lose color and sincerity. Maybe we will become hypocritical and learn what is behind the smile. Composition for the second grade of junior high school, Chapter 7

I have a classmate who was ignored and ridiculed by others because of his appearance and slightly curved back. One day when we were out playing, all the girls were in pairs, and she was the only one standing in the corner, looking at us in confusion and despair as we talked and laughed. Finally, she couldn't help but complain to me: "I am bullied by others every day. No one likes me, no one pays attention to me, or plays with me. I hate them!" I looked at her frowning all day long, and I felt Slightly sour. At this time, I heard a few people sneer maliciously. Looking at the corners of her mouth that never raised, I thought of a lot...

There are two stories like this: A little fish swam happily in the sea. One day, it suddenly became unhappy. It asked a big fish: "I am so big and have never seen the sea. Have you ever seen it?" The big fish smiled: "This is the sea! You are not now Swimming in the sea?" "No, that's definitely not the case," the little fish said angrily. "The sea can't be so ordinary, you must have never seen it before!" It said, flicking its tail, and went to find what it thought was the so-called sea.

There is another story about a monk: a young monk who wants to find the god he admires and worships in his heart. He traveled thousands of miles to a famous temple in India. The temple was very ancient and had a long history. Here, the monk finally met the highly respected abbot. He looked at the abbot and asked respectfully and eagerly: "Abbot, I have been looking for it for a long time, but I can't find it." We can’t find the gods. Where are they and how can we find them?” The abbot looked at him calmly and kindly, and kept moving a long string of rosary beads with his right hand. “There,” the abbot pointed without hesitation. As he looked up, there was nothing in the sky, "Alas." The monk sighed and left disappointed. "Alas." The abbot also sighed and looked up at the sky, only to see colorful clouds in the sky.

Sometimes, don’t blindly insist on your possibly wrong views, open your heart and savor it carefully. Like my classmate, what she is looking for is happiness and friendship. She doesn’t know, but she sees A dazzling flower she heard is happiness; a beautiful song she heard is happiness; an exquisite handicraft she found is happiness... She also didn’t know that the books picked up by her classmates were friendship; One of her smiles is friendship; the classmate who helped her solve a difficult problem is friendship... If you only notice those dark things and see what you are pursuing as out of reach, then what good is the beauty you pursue? Yan! Second Grade Composition Chapter 8

Perhaps it is because of these many beautiful encounters that the world is full of magical power. But that moment left a lot behind. With a population of 6 billion on earth, many people pass by each other every day. Some people you have even met 100 times. Those who are not destined to be destined will not be destined to be destined. Meeting is a kind of intersection.

──Inscription

The wind and the calendar, the sea without wind or waves, were so quiet that it was scary. At this moment, the story began.

part one

I am a fish, a fish that has grown up in the sea since I was a child. I have never left the sea, nor my parents. As the water temperature changed, we followed the big fish moving again and again.

Everyone says that I am beautiful and my body is transparent, which is natural, so everyone likes me very much. I have never been to the sea, and I have never seen the world outside the sea, because my father said that the upper seawater contains a lot of gasoline and is easily poisoned. But when I heard other brothers talk about that world, that world that is not just blue, I was always very interested. curious.

Finally one day, I floated to the surface of the sea. The smell of gasoline was really unpleasant, but I finally got my wish and saw another world. I saw a group of white things on many distant rocks, which moved. ,very beautiful. My brother told me that it was a seabird that could fly very far. I envy him, he is so free.

Close, close, he flew closer and closer, his paws crossed the water, caressing my body easily, and then left, farther and farther, farther and farther , all the way to the end of the sky. There were ripples on the sea surface, and they rippled into the distance for a long time.

I was so excited and felt that I was the happiest fish in the world, because no other fish in the world could have such a beautiful encounter with such a beautiful bird.

part two

I am a bird, a bird that has grown up by the sea since I was a child. I have never seen my parents and don't know where they are, so I live lonely like this, wandering between the sea and the sky every day.

Under the influence of the sea and sky, and the influence of the waves, slowly, my wings became plump and my body became strong. I have never seen myself, I only know that I have a body. Snow-white feathers.

One day, I stopped on a protruding rock in the sea. Under the sunlight, I saw a point shining brightly far away on the sea surface. I flew over and realized that it was a fish. A beautiful little fish. I had never seen such a special fish, and I even began to wonder if the little thing was made of fish, so when I passed by, I lightly scratched it with my claws. It was very smooth.

I was so excited that the moment of meeting always appeared in my mind again and again. I feel that I am the happiest seabird in the world, because no other bird can have such a beautiful encounter with such a beautiful fish.

part three

Time passed like water, and they kept speeding up until they became very old.

But no matter how beautiful it is, it is just an eternal memory. The most beautiful thing in the world is to see the falling stars or the blooming flowers. The beauty that does not stop for a short time can leave Yangon with eternity. Because you waited for it when it came, or encountered it by chance.

Note: This is my impression after watching Jimmy’s "Birds and Fishes". Second Grade Composition Chapter 9

October should have been a sad season, but unexpectedly, a blurry rain added a touch of confusion to this season.

The misty drizzle in autumn is far less lively and lovely than spring rain, nor as enthusiastic and unrestrained as summer rain. Some, it's just the elegance and refinement hidden under the drizzle, the overwhelming independence, the overwhelming independence, which deeply attracted me.

The lingering rain is patter; the lingering wind is whispering; the rain is in the wind, the wind is in the rain, the rain is also drizzle, and the wind is continuous. Drops of delicate autumn rain are woven into a thin gauze, and they are like an endless net, hazily shrouding the sky and the earth. The misty drizzle fell slantingly, tracing the footsteps of the wind. Brushing past my side, passing over my shoulder, and kissing my cheek.

Water splashed on the ground, a melodious song was played, and a soft silk and bamboo song swayed leisurely in the air.

The lingering raindrops flying all over the sky drifted in the wind, nourishing everything. The whole world was so silent that only the soft patter of rain came from the ears. Bathing quietly in it, the picturesque misty misty rain makes people unconsciously intoxicated, causing infinite reverie, just like the gurgling clear spring flowing in memory, blending into the earth, into autumn, and into everyone's heart.

Autumn is originally a quiet season, but this late autumn rain plays a gorgeous movement, soft and fresh melody, and tender music, covering up all the hustle and bustle of the world. The rain in late autumn is the most elegant and indifferent, covering up the prosperity of the world, but still keeping it fresh and elegant. Composition for the second grade of junior high school, Part 10

The second grade of junior high school is a time period for us to understand and be sensible; a time period when we are about to separate; a time period that we will never forget. In the third grade of junior high school, we have to divide classes, and for the children's shoes that have been together for two years, I really hope that we will not leave. Recalling those old times is always so unforgettable and hard to let go.

The good students in front of the window are studying almost all the time, while the bad students behind the window are playing all the time. Even such common and ordinary scenes can be hard to let go of.

Whenever the class bell rings, other students have already taken their seats in the class, while a few bad students are playing cutely outside until the teacher comes, and they rush into the classroom at a flying speed. , and then they were called out by the teacher. They stood at the door of the classroom and thought about their faults. However, when the teacher didn't pay attention to them, they started playing again. The students sitting in the classroom would always laugh wildly because of the "hilarious comedy" outside. Then the teacher would see it, and the "hilarious comedy" would escalate. But sometimes the teacher would also laugh together because he was speechless to them, and the whole class would They are all filled with a happy atmosphere.

Sometimes the teacher rewards us by watching a movie because we perform well and she is happy, and the whole class cheers. I watched a lot of movies and went to the cinema many times, but watching a movie with the whole class was the most unforgettable. That kind of atmosphere is something you can't find in a movie theater. We all laughed together at the hilarious moments in the movie, and cried together at the touching moments in the movie. We forgot about time, our worries, and everything else, and our emotions fluctuated with the movie. I remember that one time the Chinese teacher showed us "Hachi the Loyal Dog". That movie made our whole class cry, so no one said anything. Only tears shed when we were moved by Hachi's loyalty. That night, all of us An indelible image has been shed in people's hearts.

From the first grade of junior high school to the present, we have spent so much happy or sad time, and now when I think about being divided into classes in the third grade of junior high school, I can’t help but feel sad and don’t want to separate.

Dear students of Class 1, Grade 2, we will no longer be in the same class on September 1st. I hope everyone can remember the time we spent together and remember us.

See you on the second day of junior high school.