From now on, I no longer expect perfection essay 750 words
There is no such thing as a perfect person in the world, but I stubbornly believe that there is in the world.
This is a practice class, and the dark red sunlight outside the window reflected, the atmosphere of the third afternoon class seems to be extraordinarily heavy, I seem to be able to hear my own breathing. The teacher on the podium with a loud voice speaking, listening to us is to cooperate, not a loud talk, issued by a flush answer sound, heard the board chalk and blackboard friction sound.
The teacher let the wrong students stand up. In this period of time the whole class is quiet, and even make people wonder, this class of students are listening carefully, or in the opportunity to go away? The dullness of this class, so that I was repeatedly distracted, I was at this point in the thought of the class has nothing to do with the idle matters, and the teacher's powerful comments and many questions have brought me back to God.
This was the fourth mistake, I thought to myself. I should have stood up and admitted my mistake without hesitation, as I did the first three times, but angels and demons appeared in my head at the same time just then, and two voices lingered in my ears, "Stand up, be honest." "Don't stand, face is most important." "Only if you dare to admit your mistakes, your classmates will look up to you." "How can your classmates look up to you if you are wrong so many times in one lesson." At this time, I hesitated. I want to be a perfect person in the eyes of others, I want to present to my classmates and teachers that I am a perfect person. Ghostly listening to the words of the devil - not bravely admit the mistake, I slowly bowed my head.
Maybe the teacher noticed my change, maybe the teacher has long been the wrong classmates noted down, with a fluke I was most afraid of what happened - the teacher named me.
All of a sudden, my face a burst of hot, I cover my face, I heard from the teacher's tone of disappointment, head even lower. As if I heard my own rapid breathing again, I have no place to go. I know, people want to hear me an explanation ......
To put it in a strange point, when the teacher pointed to my name, in addition to shame, guilt, my heart there is a kind of hanging stones fall to the ground complex feelings.
Perhaps because I don't have to endure the psychological burden of lying, or because I don't need to weave a thousand lies to cover up a lie, I feel a hint of relief.
There is no perfect person in the world, and it is a beauty to dare to admit the mistakes in oneself.
From now on, I am no longer introverted essay 750 words
When I was in elementary school, I was more introverted. Speaking voice is small, do not dare to raise your hand to speak in class, every time the teacher called me, only to stand up and speak. To the fifth and sixth grades, only occasionally raise their hands to speak.
Now, I have been a middle school student, things should not be timid. Last September, I just entered middle school, everything was new, nothing. But into junior high school, you become a junior high school student, should know a lot of truth, understand what to do, should be responsible for their own. I have to face many things in the future, so I can't be timid anymore. I entered into a new class group, recognize new students, we will be together to study and live for three years.
I remember one time, the first semester of the seventh grade, just started school not long ago, some places are not quite familiar. I want to send something to the school nurse's office. Because I don't know the place, let my classmates go with me. She helped me ask for directions, but we walked for a long time without finding it. I asked her to ask again, but she stopped and asked me to ask. I said, "You should ask," but she said, "I've already asked, it's your turn. I had to pluck up the courage to ask for directions, and after I did, we successfully found the school nurse's office, delivered our stuff, and returned to the classroom. Afterward, I thought about how long it would have taken me to get my stuff there if I hadn't asked at the time! In the future, when you encounter something you can not help, you should take the initiative to ask for help, maybe they will help you in a different way.
I remember another time, it was the Games, I did not enroll in other programs, I signed up for volunteers. I heard some people say that it is very tiring to be a volunteer, and it is better not to sign up for volunteers even if you sign up for other programs. I thought, since I signed up, let's try it. On the day of the field day, volunteers from each class went to the school nurse's office to gather. The teacher in the school nurse's office told us a lot about first aid, and we all listened very carefully. Then we divided into four groups and started to make rounds. Two groups were working and the other two were resting. Unexpectedly, on the first day of the Games, a student fainted in the bathroom, and the teacher of the school nurse's office happened to be present, and immediately called an ambulance and sent that student to the hospital. The next day, the third day, there will still be students fainted, this time, I did not stand alone on the sidelines, but went up and other students to maintain order.
Through these things, I realized that to overcome my shortcomings, I don't rely on others, but on myself. When you do something, don't just think about it, but practice it.
From now on, I am no longer afraid of the dark essay 750 words
The darkness of the night shrouds the earth, only the fireflies of the "small lantern" emitted a ghostly light, the countryside is so quiet at night, so beautiful. But I was so afraid, afraid of everything in the night, but after that day, I realized that the night is so beautiful. (China Essay Network www.sanwen.com)
It was when I was a child, followed by my parents to the countryside to visit my grandmother's home, all the way to the picturesque, looking at a layer upon layer of wheat, close your eyes, as if you heard a section of the earth's call, smelled a trace of the joy of the harvest. If time can be frozen in this moment, I think, that is probably considered a kind of enjoyment. Yes, the waves of summer, rippling the golden sea, wheat that a grain of radiant light, brilliant straw hat under the sweaty smile, eclipsed the summer sun.
Unconsciously has arrived at the grandmother's home, it is late, but the grandmother's home is no one, my mother said to me: "We have to go out to find grandma and grandpa, you wait by yourself at the door don't run around ah, we'll be back soon". Mom carried her bag as she walked out, "Don't!" Mom knows that I am most afraid of the dark, but still want to leave me alone at home, "I am very afraid of the dark, you do not go!" Mom's feet just stepped out of the door, turned back and said, "You can't always be so afraid of the dark ah, day and night will always alternate, we have to learn to face it, early learning to face it is not also a good thing?" "Well, it's not early, get going!" Dad urged. "Hey ......" not allow me to say one more word, the door has "pop" closed. Outside the door "rustle" sound, a black shadow into my eyes, looking at the black hole around, I was afraid of holding arms, afraid of what demons and monsters out to eat me. I looked around, there seems to be a small garden in front of me, through the weak street lamp I step towards it,: "Wow, really beautiful!" I couldn't help but exclaim, and was shocked by the sight before me.
In the garden, the flowers are still daytime flowers, just put on a silver-white shawl, looks more delicate and beautiful fireflies emit a weak light, the garden is more beautiful and harmonious. A firefly hovering over the flowers, like a fairy tale flower fairy. I lay back on the soft grass, forgetting that I had once imagined the horror of the night. Now I had a gentle dark night in front of me. I continued to walk forward, already completely mesmerized by the beautiful night.
From then on, I was no longer afraid of the dark, because I knew that the night, too, was so beautiful!
From now on, I am no longer afraid of the dark essay 750 words
Since childhood, in the eyes of teachers and classmates, I am a lively and cheerful, carefree little girl, as if there is nothing in the world that can make me worry. In fact, they do not know, I also have a secret, that is - afraid of the dark! This year I am ten years old, still refuse to sleep alone at night, because of this fear of the dark, mom and dad hurt their brains.
I remember one night in the Spring Festival, my mother said to me: "Children, we need some flour to make dumplings, you go to the supermarket to buy two pounds, okay?" I looked out the window at the darkening sky, and look at my mom and dad's hands are covered in flour, so I had to reluctantly agree: "Okay!"
I opened the door, a cool wind came, looking at the dark hallway, I can not help but hit a cold war, fortunately, this is an aunt downstairs, I will follow her back downstairs. The weather is very cold, the street has not seen a few pedestrians. From my house to the supermarket is still so far away, the street lamp is not too bright, the building, the shadow of the tree branches on the ground, eerie. I walked forward, while looking around, afraid of popping out of the shadows of something, not paying attention to the foot kicked a brick, I screamed, tears of frustration in the eyes of the spinning. After walking for about 5,6 minutes, the supermarket finally arrived, I ran in and weighed the flour that my mom wanted.
With the "adventure" experience from home to the supermarket, back to the road I do not seem so afraid, while walking, but also humming a little song. Suddenly, in front of me reluctant tree, floating a round, black things. "Holy shit! Ghost head!" I yelled, but with a jolt in my head, I remembered what my mom said, "There are no ghosts in the world!" So, I gathered enough courage, slowly into the "ghost head", take a closer look, ha! It turned out that I do not know which child, put a balloon tied to the tree! I couldn't help but say, "Bold balloon, scared the prophet, what should you be guilty of!" I really want to fist it a kick, but mom is still waiting for the flour, I had to first repeated over him.
I ran all the way up the stairs, into the house, put the flour to the table, and said loudly, "I will never be afraid of the dark again!" Mom and Dad were a little surprised, then laughed heartily.
After this experience of walking alone at night, I found a truth: nothing is difficult, as long as you are full of courage, believe in yourself, you will be able to overcome the difficulties and achieve success!
From now on, I am no longer despondent loneliness essay 750 words
Is the underlying youth is loneliness, or loneliness pervades the entire youth!
Yes, I am so lonely. In fact, the real loneliness is not stranded on a deserted island, only the sound of waves hitting the rocks in the ear, but in the downtown crowd but do not know to whom to open the door of the heart ...... Perhaps the excellent results did not add glory and joy for me, on the contrary, it is like an insurmountable chasm to me and the joy of the block. Why? I do not want to envy eyes, I just want and classmates equal, free to play, laugh ...... I am like Tagore's wings are tied to the gold of the bird, I can not fly high; I also often accompanied the Lin sister "eyes empty storage tears empty drooping", shallow chanting "The first thing I've ever done is to get my hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and I'm sure I'll be able to do that.
But that ordinary rainy day, will change everything.
"Rumble!" The class immediately exploded pot, because the weather suddenly changed, the Russian wind set cloud ink color, heavy rain poured. Individuals timid girls cover their ears, pursed lips; part of the umbrella with the "Zhu Geliang" for their own brilliant plan to rejoice. I was bored and wondered if an umbrella would grow on the ground to escort me home. Oh, the school bell as scheduled, I looked out the window at the rain curtains, heavy sigh, is going to brave the rain to go, eh? How come it's not raining? When I looked up, I saw a red umbrella, and when I turned around, I saw a red smiling face. She said, "Let's walk together! Going home drenched like this, tsk, you're planning to make a donation to the hospital, aren't you? Haha!" So we smiled at each other, and our two hearts quickly drew closer. That umbrella not only protects me from the wind and rain, but also breaks that lonely cage for me - from now on, I am no longer lonely, because of her, my best friend.
Because of the nourishment of friendship, my life is full of sunshine. We laughed together, there have been misunderstandings and quarrels; we will run all the way to shout out loud the depression in the heart; we have also been lying in a bed with each other pouring out the two little girls private words ......3 years of time fleeting, like running water, it is she melted the ice and snow in my heart with enthusiasm. We are about to part, but I am no longer alone. That belongs to our good times, like a pair of warm hands, will be happy to hold to the highest point of the heart, never fall.
Loneliness has been transformed into a wisp of light smoke drifting past my window, and my blessings, when can I be like the branch of the gardenia, blooming in your heart.
From then on, I am no longer afraid of the darkness essay 750 words
There is a road near my home, there is no street light, on both sides of the building, seems to be unused, the night is rarely light.
Every Saturday evening I have to cross this path to go to the Children's Palace to practice calligraphy, when I go to the haze, serene and beautiful. When I went home, it was very different. The dark path was like an endless tunnel leading to nowhere. In the tunnel, your eyes are dark, like a person who has to grope his way forward, a gust of wind, blowing the hair on your body like a needle straight. The worst thing is to meet animals like rats, cats and dogs, which will scare you to death and make you run away screaming. So my mom agreed to pick me up every time I came home.
With my mom, the dark path was not so scary. Mom held my . hand and strides along with a flashlight, while I leaned close to her, held on for dear life, and almost jogged along. Under the protection of my mother's guardian angel, the "jackals and beasts" did not dare to step out of their way, and let us pass by cautiously. I closed my eyes for fear of seeing their reflective pupils and haunted eyes. I was assured that my feet stepped on my mother's steps, out of the darkness, and the warmth of my mother's hand, is the strongest support in the darkness.
But sadly, sadly, sadly, my mom suddenly told me one day that she had an emergency and couldn't come to pick me up. I held the phone and begged. Mom finally said, "Son, remember, mom will always be by your side to dispel the danger."
After school, I came to the trailhead. The darkness in the trail seemed to be opening its bloody mouth and inviting me in. Shivering, I turned on my torch and shone into the depths of the darkness. I thought about my mother's words and tried hard to calm myself, desperately trying to remember the warmth of her hand. Gradually, my mother's love, like a hot spring, gushed out of my hand and flowed to all parts of my body, saturating every cell and infusing it with courageous strength, and it seemed to me that I could feel my mother again holding my hand and striding forward.
Finally, with light as my sword and my mother's love as my shield, I bravely charged into the darkness. On the way, a cat lay across the center of the road, its green gaze shot into my face, I sucked in a breath of cold air, but did not stop - the warmth of my mother's love for me to resist the fear of freezing.
Eventually, I broke out of the darkness, looked up at my window, and shouted excitedly, "I've conquered the darkness! I'm not afraid of it anymore!"
From now on, I am no longer lonely essay 750 words
Let the flowers blossom and fall in front of the court, and look at the clouds outside the sky.
This is a sentence that I appreciate very much, which expresses a kind of tranquil and free state of mind very eloquently. But whenever I chew, repeatedly play, I always feel that there is a taste, it is called loneliness.
Yes, I am so lonely. In fact, the real loneliness is not a deserted island, ears only the sound of waves hitting the rocks, but in the downtown crowd but do not know to whom to open the door to the heart of ...... perhaps excellent results did not add glory and joy for me, but like an insurmountable chasm between me and the joy of blocking. Why? I do not want envious eyes, I just want and classmates equal, comfortable play, laugh ...... I am like Tagore's wings are tied to the gold bird, I can not fly high; only because I am lonely.
But that ordinary rainy day changed everything.
"Rumble!" The class immediately exploded pot, because the weather suddenly changed, the wind set the cloud ink color, heavy rain poured. Individuals timid girls cover their ears, pursed lips; part of the umbrella with the "Zhu Geliang" for their own brilliant plan to rejoice. I was bored and wondered if an umbrella would grow on the ground to escort me home. Oh, the school bell as scheduled, I looked out the window at the rain curtains, heavy sigh, is going to brave the rain to go, eh? How come it's not raining? When I looked up, I saw a red umbrella, and when I turned around, I saw a red smiling face. He said, "Let's walk together! Going home drenched like this, tsk, you're planning to make a donation to the hospital, aren't you? Haha!" So we smiled at each other, and our two hearts quickly drew closer. That umbrella not only shielded me from the wind and rain, but also broke that lonely cage for me - from then on, I was no longer lonely, because of him, my best friend.
Because of the nourishment of friendship, my life is full of sunshine. We laughed together, but also had misunderstanding quarrels, inseparable; we will run all the way to shout out loud the depression in the heart; ......3 years of time in a flash, like running water, it is he melted the ice and snow in my heart with enthusiasm. We are about to leave, into a different school, but I am no longer alone. That belongs to our good time, like a pair of warm hands, will be happy to hold the highest point of the heart, never fall.
Loneliness has been transformed into a wisp of light smoke drifting past my window, and my blessings, when can I be like the branch of the gardenia, blooming in your heart?
From now on, I am no longer afraid of essay 750 words
The color of the sky is like according to my mood dressed up in a large ink, dancing branches as if they only want to crazy and rampant swaying, brave and strong as if falling asleep on the loneliness, tears in the eyes of the manic tumbling, wandering and spinning.
Math class stuffed my head and spread, rising and cracking. In class, I raised my hand confidently, and the eyes of the class converged neatly on me, vocally, as I spoke. Suddenly, I seemed to hear laughter, at first, I did not think so, gradually, the laughter from all sides into my ears, I stopped, looked at the teacher, he said to me, "You sit down, think again!" My cheeks heated up sharply, as the sweltering heat of summer instantly pushed away the coziness of spring.
Fear is like an abominable witch that turns confidence into cowardice and makes even the positive fade away. I blame myself: you should not have been smart enough to raise your hand!
In future math classes, I would always keep my head down, my hand would always shrink under the table, I wanted to escape, I was afraid.
Until that day, I heard brave footsteps, so firm and clear, and the fear disappeared without a trace, and to this day I look back as if it had just happened.
"Wang Yanyue, you answer." I stood up slowly, froze for a few seconds, and squeaked with apprehension, the teacher could see my fear and smiled encouragingly, "Don't be nervous, tell us your thoughts." Fear jumped through my body with a smug look. Just when I wanted to give up, I saw the teacher's expectant gaze, and saw his shining eyes, which were full of warmth and concern, as holy as the sun, and was instantly filled with strength, and answered cautiously but loudly.
"Very good!" The teacher shouted. At this moment, applause instead of laughter, happy instead of sad. From then on, I was no longer afraid!
There is no wave that will not recede, no scar that will not fade. In the future, I became that positive speech again, bravely forward me. Whenever there is a wrong answer to the question, I will always think of the teacher's trusting gaze and fear of fear of fleeing when the look, then patiently listen to the teacher's explanation. Because I know that bravery is a small stream, against which it will be difficult to walk, along with it will be half the effort.
After another math class, I walked alone on the road that used to scare me. The sky was blue, pure and transparent, beautiful and firm; the sun was particularly bright, shining on the body, warm in the heart.