Change it yourself. After a long journey, the fourth year of middle school has come to an end. At this moment, my heart is either happy, sad, nostalgic, or excited. Looking at the classmates who have become familiar from strangers, and recalling every bit of studying together in the past, I carefully store those warm memories. I used to see my senior brothers and sisters from high school passing by in front of my eyes, and my heart was filled with hopes for a better future. I am so dreamy that I have mixed feelings at this time. With a wave of our hands, we have crossed the first threshold of youth, harvesting the swirling thoughts, looking back on the past and looking forward to the future. In the past third grade of junior high school, we and our teachers worked hand in hand and stood together through thick and thin, experiencing the bitter, spicy, sour and sweet experiences that we had never tasted before, and the joys and sorrows of youth. The future of the first year of high school is full of question marks, imagining the dazzling sunshine crawling through the crack in the door. I am full of expectations and cautiously open the door. The wonderful second year of high school and the endless sea of ????learning hit me. Full of arms. I opened my mouth wide in surprise, opened my eyes wide, and looked around unexpectedly, filled with joy and yearning. My freshman year of high school will definitely have heavy study tasks and pressure, but what I long for is a more colorful campus life and dreams. I want to pin my own bright league emblem on my chest, enjoy the charm of words in the literary club, open up a new world of physics in my scientific journey, and experience a taste that is full of fun but not without hardship. In the mysterious first year of high school, I can express my pure and beautiful innocence to my heart's content, and I can also beautifully appreciate the passionate and unpredictable youth. It is July, and the sunshine of Xiaoshu is eye-catching and brilliant. I look up and look out the window, and I see lush greenery everywhere. Rows of tall camphor trees are in full bloom, covered with fresh green leaves, rustling in the summer wind. One day, we will be like this camphor tree, dancing with the most beautiful grace and realizing the most beautiful dreams in our hearts. Now, all we have to do is to take every step steadily, decorate our youth with wisdom, and support ourselves with faith to move forward. In this way, we can see the rainbow after the rain and the sunshine after the snow. This beautiful summer, waving our hands, we have passed the first stop of youth, and we must move forward to the next stop with pride. From now on, we will dress up the future that belongs to us.

In the first year of high school, I don’t know if I can face it with a good attitude. I want to study hard and improve my grades, but I know that I don’t have such perseverance. Could it be said that I will always be a failure? of. Still not reconciled, so I still have to face high school studies correctly. I know that studying in high school will be very stressful, especially for an art student like me, who will be occupied with studying art on weekends. I'm ready for war! Let the storm come more violently!

In the first year of high school, I was at a loss when facing new classmates. I'm timid. I don't know if I can let go and make friends with them. My failed friendship experience in junior high school made me afraid to be good friends with anyone, because before making friends with them, I most thought that one day we would become the most familiar strangers. But I once heard someone say that high school is the time when you can really make good friends. kindness! I believe it! Ignore those experiences and believe that people are different. After all, everyone is older in high school and can calm down and think about many things.