My life in the fourth grade of junior high school

I have said that the human spirit should undergo such a transformation: from a camel to a lion, and from a lion to a child. At that time, the carriage of time unknowingly drove towards the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and I, who was ignorant, gradually realized its meaning. Maybe I am just a camel that has just started on the road, but I have never given up the desire to become a lion. There is that expectation of returning to innocence... ．

Willing to be a camel

The baggage of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year is carried on the body unconsciously. Everything seems to be the same as before, but the fact is that it is changing every day, and the heaviest burden is placed on our shoulders bit by bit. It's not heavy homework or exam papers filled with regrets, but pressure from deep within, or a kind of fear. It was as if I had immediately fallen from the ideal height to the reality of the earth. I was painfully accustomed to all this - the fierce fighting of thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge. Even the air was much thicker than before. In the end, I finally saved myself from the abyss of falling, because I told myself that this is the weight and the necessity of life. Although the smile is still a bit far-fetched, I am no longer hesitant.

I am willing to be a camel, but what I carry on my back is not a heavy baggage, but my dream.

Desire to be a lion

If you are a camel, you have to travel steadily, but who says that a camel must not have the desire to be a lion? What's more, it's a camel carrying dreams? The fourth day of the Lunar New Year itself is a war without gunpowder, and I really want to send out a clear cry in this yellow sand sky. Even if I can't stand on the top of the honor, at least I can prove my strength. So I look at every failure and cherish every success, because all of them contain opportunities.

How I long to be a lion, not to make the whole forest tremble for me, but to release the emotions surging deep in my heart.

Never forget to be a child

The life in the fourth year of junior high school made me remember a lot, but it also made me forget - my most pure happiness. In fact, why bother? Sometimes you might as well go back to childhood and let life return to life. I will also find some excuses to forgive myself, but that is no longer self-deception; I will also find some opportunities to relax myself, but that is no longer laziness. I wish I could be a child again, watching the leisurely clouds, the vastness of the sky, and being happy for a little bit of happiness. In fact, what’s so difficult about it? As long as I maintain a little innocence and enjoy the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the struggle, then, even on the darkest fourth day of the Lunar New Year, I can still receive the gifts from life.

Don’t forget to be a child, I always tell myself. Even if you leave a piece of pure white in your mind - perfect, it is also the ultimate.

Transforming bit by bit and growing step by step, my life in the fourth grade of junior high school can be so full of charm.

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Time is a hurried passerby, passing by gently and quietly, carrying those sad or happy memories, gradually drifting away, unable to be detained .The calendar tore off page after page, and the sun sets and sets, unchanged. When time dims everything, the memory goes upstream along the other side of the water, pursuing the elegance that has passed.

Ice and Snow , severe winter, bright lights, these are the clearest silhouettes left by winter. Winter vacation is like yesterday. From the completion of the final exam to rushing to school, time comes and goes in a hurry, forgetting those things that once happened Laughter and tears have forgotten the joy and sorrow experienced. The only thing I remember is the long railway track during the long journey, the sky lanterns flying in the night, and the crystal white in the field of vision...

Spring , is a new beginning. In the warm breeze, I came to the familiar campus again. The same breath, the same warmth, but the story has turned a new page. "How about making friends?" The original tension and The uneasiness was replaced by an inexplicable emotion, and gradually, it became a bit hopeful. In eighth grade, you must study hard! This simple belief, or vow, is quietly buried deep in your heart, waiting for the next spring warmth Flowers bloom...

With the endless chirping of cicadas and shallow ripples, the arrival of summer has always been silent. After the exams in full swing, there is a long summer vacation. Ignore the results. Good and bad, in this small world, stubbornly guarding the only remaining self. If I were to choose again, I still hope to meet you, my partners, in that summer. Right and wrong, Right or wrong is no longer important.

In early autumn, the temperature was still lingering for a long time. At that time, as a progress student in the mid-term exam, I stepped onto the stage of the school lecture hall for the first time. The previous I only deserve to sit in the audience, and I don’t deserve the opportunity to stand out, the dazzling lights, or the brand-new certificates, but I never dare to look up. I have no extraordinary talent, and I don’t even have a good foundation. Only by being one step ahead of others, only by being the stupid bird in that story, can I chase the blue sky that belongs to me and fly in the sky!

Time is like this, traveling through the scattered time, Summer is full of summer, autumn is exposed in autumn, the four seasons are changing, and another winter is coming quietly. The harsh winter does not mean the end, there is already a touch of warmth, and new buds are drawn out in the ice and snow. In 2011, let's go and cherish it, in 2012, let's work hard together !

In the starry sky, little stars are shining, reflecting strength, bravery, kindness, friendship... And I light up cherishment.

When I first entered school, my class The class was a mess, with constant "surprises" in every class, and an indifferent attitude towards every teacher. In the first Chinese class, someone threatened "Sister Ting", and throughout the class, everyone was It was the voices of the classmates, each one louder than the other. The teacher's voice had long been suppressed by the classmates.

A few weeks later, Teacher Zhou announced that he was temporarily unable to attend class due to illness; teachers from other subjects, They were also replaced one after another; but at this time, during the sports meeting, "Sister Ting" decided to go forward and retreat with us. At the same time, the class also began to use "do it and cherish it" and "treasure it because you understand it" Wait, the words about cherishing are to express that I will no longer be noisy in class. In "Sister Ting's" class, it was even quieter. Except for the teacher's voice, there was no other sound.

Sports meeting , it was held very successfully. At the sports meeting, for some reason, a chair in the class was divided into two parts. We had a lot of fun at the sports meeting, but we didn’t know that a big event was coming.

After the sports meeting, "Sister Ting" told us that she was going to another class and there would be a new teacher to teach us. Before leaving, she gave each of us a gift. Although the gift was sweet, in my mouth, But it is a bitter feeling.

"Sister Ting" left, but before she left, she told us to "walk and cherish". Only by cherishing the things in front of you, don't lose them, will you know how to cherish. Yes. , cherish the things in front of you, don’t learn to cherish until you lose them. On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, here I come 700-word composition

Before we know it, we have all grown up and have seen the changes of trees in the four seasons. , I have seen the moon wax and wane countless times. The childish and ridiculous thoughts in my heart have long been replaced by maturity and busyness. Life in the fourth year of junior high school is like a cocktail, bitter, indifferent and slightly drunk. Life in the fourth year of junior high school is like a song with ups and downs, soft, exciting, soothing and exciting. They are all the notes of life day and night on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, which compose the hard-working movement in life. Gradually, I became drunk, drunk on the life on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and drunk on this unforgettable song on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. Listen to the voices of life in the fourth grade of junior high school and enrich your journey of youthful struggle.

The sound of rapid breathing and heavy footsteps, silently counting the remaining laps in my heart, listening to the accelerated music, just thinking about taking a big breath of air and squeezing into the room that seemed to be sucked. In the air-dry lungs, the fresh air did not relieve the body at all. Instead, the pain stung a familiar feeling. This is the rhythm of the fourth day of the lunar month. What is left after the gasping is the sweat of hard work. Only after running can you see the traces of hard work.

Listening quietly to the rhythm of the pen, I discovered that the sound of the pen ball beating can also compose the music of life in the fourth grade of junior high school.

From the moment you step into the classroom filled with yesterday's excitement, and from the moment you sit on the desk that carries the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, this heart not only beats the hardworking heart of the fourth grade students, but also more hopes are classified as the key to life in the fourth grade. Musical sound. Happiness accompanies joy in hard work, and joy comes from hard work without any regrets. The subtle friction between the pen and the paper is either rapid or relaxed. I am thinking of poems quickly in my mind, and the pen is dancing freely in my hand. This slight sound of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year music is touching. Perhaps life on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year should not be completely replaced by busy tones. Only those who have struggled can truly understand the warmth in it.

With low-pitched discussions and fierce arguments, the chorus of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year was composed in the sound of our substantial discussions. Listening to these voices, I moved from ignorance to maturity. After asking softly and thinking carefully, the sound of realization suddenly made me realize that life in the fourth grade of junior high school gradually became not so bitter and tiring. The anguish and unhappiness were all pushed behind by the ensemble sound. The future is the joy of challenging and breaking through yourself.

I love this life on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and its busy sound, because it brings a fulfilling end to the unforgettable memories of my life; I also love its music, because it makes me grow through hard work, Be happy while busy; I love its ensemble sound even more, because the torrent of cooperation will surely brave the strong wind, break through the rocks and obstacles, and merge and interweave me with the vast sea of ??dreams. The frowned brows were relaxed, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and we listened to the sounds of life in the fourth grade of junior high school in the dead of night. When one day we look back on the boring but sweat-filled life in junior high school, we will touch the energetic heart in our chests. With a clear conscience, he said: "I have worked hard, and I have no regrets. Composition for the fourth grade of junior high school, "Because of me" narrative essay of about 800 words

Because of me

I am A tree growing on the top of the mountain

I grew up quietly on the top of the mountain. I was the first to see the morning glow rising, and the first drop of rain fell in my arms. I embraced the atmosphere and freedom of freedom. The wind. I am so strong and tall, my thick branches and leaves rise to the sky, to the sky where the golden light flows. I have no thoughts, I don’t understand the pain of thoughts, I don’t know the pain and troubles, and I don’t know the happiness and joy. I only know how to grow and grow...

In the spring when everything revives, I cheer up and welcome the bright sunshine. Although I don't have the beauty of flowers or the loveliness of grass, I have green leaves and a passion. From this season on, taking the sky and the earth as evidence, and taking the rivers and rivers as a guide, I swear that I will stand firm on the earth, I will base myself on the mountains, and I will make the air fresh because of me. , the mountains and rivers are green because of me. Although I am sometimes not cherished by people, I think I am indispensable to human beings. In the summer when the flowers are blooming, I flutter my green to welcome the hot sun, although there is only a sound of cicadas growing. It sings, but it is the only companion of my soul. With it as my companion, I am no longer lonely. Although I have been ignored by people for a long time, I am willing to provide a shade for passers-by in the scorching heat. Because of the smile I showed, my green leaves burned by the sun no longer feel pain.

In the colorful autumn, the green leaves all over my body gradually turned yellow and began to wither. In my arms, only the lonely tree trunk was left. Facing the bleak autumn wind, I shivered with cold, but I did not bow to the autumn wind. At this time, my stubbornness became stronger. Facing the howling of the autumn wind, I ignored it and just remained silent. Cheer up for yourself and stick to your original promise.

In the winter when everything is withered, I stand tall and bravely face the wind and snow in the sky, as if to demonstrate to me, I will not waver. , extremely strong. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, like a demon baring its teeth and claws, I am not afraid and fight bravely. I see a plum blossom blooming alone in the cold weather, facing the raging snow. , stick to the faith together with the plum blossom. In this way, I am a tree, I am brave and selfless, I am a tree, I am a tree, I want to give myself. Everything. Because of me, I have no regrets! I am in the fourth year of junior high school. Composition 800 words

Three years have passed, but every two years has produced an inexplicable melancholy. Will the third day of junior high school come like a dream and leave like a dream?

Half a year ago, when everyone was asking themselves this question, everything started as expected.

The life of three is as hard as I imagined; but I can often find joy in the hardships: the noise between classes, the leisure in the afternoon, the relaxation after the exam; there is also the joy of success and the teacher’s sincere teachings after failure. Everything guides me to climb up from the abyss.

Pain in the office.

The test paper was lying on the table, and the bright red scores hurt my heart. My mind painfully recalled everything in the past, searching for the reason for the cruelty; the teacher's criticisms continued, and questions led to the truth behind it. It's laxity and arrogance! Then, I suddenly realized that the road of life is full of obstacles, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss. Then, put aside the scores, start from scratch, and start again on the starting line of the third grade of junior high school!

Seriousness in the classroom.

Everything in the past should be regarded as ashes of the past. Grasp the direction and go all out. Outside the window, the scenery remains the same, but inside the window, the playfulness is gone; in class, I am more serious than before, and after class, I have no intention of wasting the short time. Day by day, week by week, month by month, I finally climbed out of the abyss.

The sweetness of success is the best gift brought to me in the third year of junior high school!

Joy on the playground.

Busty and busy, everyone is waiting to see. Our class is bound to win the tug-of-war competition. As a sports committee member, I know it very well, but I am also full of pressure. If I am not careful, I will lose everything. The key me is responsible for the key mission. In just three minutes, too much bitterness was condensed; the successful applause brought infinite sweetness. Walking off the stage to people's smiles was like a general's triumph. This joy is the true meaning of life brought to me by my third year of junior high school!

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, all kinds of flavors of life, endless charm, all in it! The third year of junior high school is the most important harbor in life, carrying the dreams of too many people!

So, for the dream, let us fight together in the remaining six months! Composition "Awakening" for the fourth grade of junior high school

Awakening

Mother's grass is the cradle of warmth; mother's sky is a kind smiling face; mother's river is the source of love; mother's Mountains and rivers are the home of mankind.

Humanity’s deforestation has caused many naturally formed landscapes to lose their original majesty and grandeur, such as the world-famous waterfalls. ——Set Kedas Waterfall. It was once the largest waterfall in the world. The majestic waterfall was like an army of thousands of horses, pressing down with overwhelming force. The thunderous impact was enough to invincible the force of the water. People are shocked and impressed. Tourists come in droves to stand in front of the huge water curtain falling from the sky, immerse themselves in the fine mist, and feel the fresh air of this paradise. Tourists are often intoxicated by this and never want to leave.

< p> However, today's waterfall is like a dying old man, withered and dying. We can no longer hear the loud roar of the waterfall, and can no longer see the water flowing thousands of miles. We can only watch it. Disappearing on the earth

Facing Mother Earth and nature, I am full of emotions: "People! Let’s all protect the environment! From now on, we should act without delay to green the environment and prevent scenes of man-made tragedies from happening again. Wake up, protect our water, our trees, our planet, and don’t let the funeral of Set Kedas Falls happen again. Leave a pollution-free earth to future generations. ”

Wake up! Human beings!

Look back and wake up

The reason why human life is wonderful is that everyone has his own history. In this colorful world In this world, people live interestingly and in different ways. That’s because they have memories and histories of their own. It is precisely because of these different histories that the world is rich.

< p> In life, we experience joys and sorrows, successes and failures, but no matter what the results are, these memories give us new revelations and enrich our lives. This is a very valuable review of life.

Looking back on the past, you will find that it is a kind of affirmation of yourself; looking back on the past, you will find that it is an encouragement to yourself; looking back on the past, you will realize the unpredictable changes of life...

No one’s growth is smooth sailing. There will always be happiness, joy, pain and trouble. When you look back at it all, you will conclude that things in the world are often divided into two. Although failure is a result that I never want to get, it inspires my perseverance; although pain is an emotion that I never want to endure, it creates my strong character; although bitterness is an emotion that I never want to try, taste, but it cultivates an optimistic attitude...

In the days when the past is like a wind, you will find how naive, how innocent, and how pure you are when you look back on your past. Whatever you do, you will find out how many times your ignorance and vanity in childhood have hurt your parents, relatives and friends. Only after the injury did you understand the painstaking efforts of your parents, relatives and friends for you, and the expectations they have for you in these painstaking efforts. ...So, don't be stingy with yourself, don't be stingy with your memories, it can help you get rid of the haze in your heart, eliminate the depression in your heart, and make yourself more mature and cheerful. Looking back on the past will make you Cheer up your spirit.

Everyone’s past is like a poem or a song. It is both sad and full of joy. The past life is like a five-flavor bottle, it is never just that. Colorful dreams, flowers of honor, and smiles of success. It also has sour tears, frowning eyebrows, wandering footsteps, and heartbreaking bitter wine.

Let us recall the excitement and pain of the past. Cherish everyone around you and write a brilliant life with every bit of life! How to write a composition about my life in the fourth grade of junior high school

My junior high school life bid farewell to my carefree childhood and left behind my innocence. When I was in elementary school, I stepped into the threshold of the middle school campus and started my colorful junior high school life. I was extremely excited because I saw the fruits of my six years of labor. At that time, I was eager to enter junior high school as soon as possible. Today I finally realized my dream. In the past journey, I had joy and sunshine, which have become eternal memories. Everything in front of us is new now.

For me in the past, junior high school life was a mysterious cotton yarn. I always wanted to lift up its true face and see the surprises inside; but now that I have opened it up, it brings a lot of distress, confusion, happiness, sadness, etc. This surprise really made me unable to accept it for a moment. But it still came in a surge and couldn't retreat even if it wanted to. Maybe this will make me remember and reminisce about my junior high school life more. When I walked into a new class, I saw strange classmates and listened to their laughter. I thought of my lively and lovely elementary school classmates. When I come into contact with strange teachers and look at every word they write on the blackboard, I will think of my kind elementary school teacher. In this spacious classroom, I often think of the narrow primary school classroom. My life in the first grade of junior high school was sour. When I was unhappy in my seat, my classmates were all asking questions; when I needed help, they would lend a helping hand. I had never stayed in a school dormitory in elementary school and was not familiar with dormitory life. Thanks to them, every time I ran out of water, they would help me carry water without thinking. In an instant, I tasted the sweetness of life in the first grade of junior high school. . I remember that in that monthly exam, my results were very unsatisfactory and I was almost below the 100th place. Seeing that "X" that everyone hates, hearing the teacher's critical words, thinking about my parents' hopeful eyes... my tears flowed down my face. When I had the courage to tell my parents my score, and when I secretly saw their increasingly ugly faces, I felt a sharp slap on my heart. The final exam is coming soon, and one assignment after another is rushing towards me, making me breathless. The blank test papers are haunting me like ghosts. I write at school and at home; I write in class and after class. ; Write during the day, write at night... There is no idle time for a semester, and learning must be burdensome, but without a painful and tiring process, there will be no progress and improvement. There are roads in the mountain of books, and diligence is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning, and hard work is the boat. Work hard towards your goals! I will definitely overcome all difficulties, avoid all shoals, and reach the other side of success! Everyone's junior high school life is different, but I love my junior high school life, love the ups and downs of junior high school life, love these little episodes of my junior high school life, love this collective brings me incomparable joy, makes my Life is more fulfilling, moving and enjoyable...it will eventually become a beautiful memory in my life. Gently I leave, just as gently I came. The days of the first grade of junior high school have passed quietly. Looking back on the passing days, I can't count how much joy is left on campus, sour, bitter, sweet, spicy, all four flavors. As long as we savor the ups and downs in life, these flavors will always accompany me when I grow up! Accompany me to mature through training!

Who am I? Do I have to like myself? yes! A person who doesn't even like himself must be a disgusting person! "If young people do wrong things, God will forgive them!" This is a good and carefree age, why should it be written with sadness? Spend your flowering and rainy seasons happily, and you will have no regrets in life.

When you are 3 years old, you need everyone’s approval. As we grow up, we learn to stand up on our own legs. As we mature, we begin to care about our own opinions and pay less attention to the opinions of others. It's nice to be praised, but others don't always praise you. As we get older, we learn how to get on with life without compliments. This is called growth!

Everyone has dreams and dreams of success in their own minds, but not everyone can succeed. In this case, is the meaning of dreams limited to "daydreams"? In fact, otherwise, without dreams, there will be no hope and vision for the future, and there will be no motivation to succeed. So I say, if you want to succeed, please allow your dreams to come first!

The happiest thing in the world is to strive for ideals. Philosophers tell us that the happiness of "doing good" comes from morality. People who strive for ideals , will be able to obtain this kind of happiness, because the essence of ideals contains moral value. Our ideals belong to the future no matter what.

Materials are limited for human beings, so many people regard possessing more materials as their life creed. Slowly, I discovered that although I had acquired all the material things through personal struggle, my happiness had not increased. Only then did I realize that happiness comes from sharing it with others. You and I should remember that happiness is much more important than material things, and we must never abandon those poor and humble friends who are in trouble with you, because only by sharing with them can you truly have a happy life.

Remember, be a real person and a happy you!

Have a happy mood, learn happily, do things happily, be a happy yourself, let your world always be filled with happiness and confidence, and be a different yourself.

Do what makes you happy. If you are stressed or depressed, relax yourself appropriately. Go out to travel, have fun, and eat something you have always wanted but can't afford. Anything that makes you feel happy. , do it all again

Who am I? Do I have to like myself? yes! A person who doesn't even like himself must be a disgusting person! "If young people do wrong things, God will forgive them!" This is a good and carefree age, why should it be written with sadness? ...

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