Happy notes in the campus The campus shines with sunshine, is drenched with warmth, grows with hope, and beats with a single happy note.
In the busy days, the young ones taste the five flavors of life, accept the baptism of life, and feel the happiness of struggle and growth. 1(dou) "Ring Ring Ring ......" At 5:50, the alarm clock went off on time.
I hurriedly dressed to get up, wash up and open the door, so cold ah, take a deep breath of fresh air, run to the teaching building. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that! I saw a lot of people in the classroom from a distance! Tomorrow, I have to come earlier, I remind myself in my heart.
Rushed to sit down, took out the English book and read out loud ...... 2(ruai) 6:30, the loudspeaker sounded a cheerful music, the students one by one energetic to the square. Accompanied by the rhythmic music, we raised our heads, stretched our arms, kicked our legs, bent our backs, and then laughed a little - doing morning exercises in the cold wind turned out to be so much fun.
Retreat, look up to see the east rose a round of red sun. For a moment, the cold seemed to leave me.
3(mi) Wow, there are so many people in the cafeteria. Look at a "long line", smell the smell of breakfast, from time to time to touch the "gurgling" called the belly, the taste is really not good.
No way, had to turn to the kiosk to go -- hey, a bread + a cup of soybean milk = a hearty breakfast. 4(fa) Look at the schedule: language, politics, material and mathematics, again, those classes.
The first three sessions went by in a flash, and the fourth session was for math papers. I've been looking forward to this for a few days, but I'm still waiting for the bitter fruit: 68 points, a failing grade.
My mind went blank and I seemed to feel a million bees buzzing around. This test was another fiasco, what could I do from now on? I was at a loss.
But I'm not willing to, maybe I'm not trying hard enough, maybe I'm not going about it the right way. I secretly admonished myself: not through the storm, how to see the rainbow? 5(sou) Since I didn't eat enough in the morning, I now had to go to the line, it was not easy for me to take my turn, with a crisp sound, 1.5 yuan and I said Bye-Bye.
Back to the dormitory, looking at a mess of the floor, pick up the broom three times five to two, "brush" to remove them, looking at the clean "battlefield", I smiled - a pair of good eye to see the "battlefield", and the "battlefield", the "battlefield", I smiled - a pair of good eye to see the "battlefield", I smiled. - A pair of good eye + a pair of hard-working hands = a clean environment. 6(la) "Go wow, go to gym class -" in the afternoon, in the "good people" in a call, the students one by one ecstatic.
Basketball and soccer became everyone's favorite. Come to the playground, I can not play football, standing at the edge of the court, watching everyone's you fight for me, listening to everyone's you call me, as if.
7(ti) Night fell. In the dim light, I seriously do my homework, look at the book, unknowingly under the evening study.
Back to the dormitory, no intention to stimulate a single museum rod Eagle put turtle lice horrified stiff talk and laughter, only feel so tired, so sleepy, fell on the bed to sleep. Looking forward to, tomorrow can be some new harvest ...... In fact, our every day is a complete song, just different people sing out the tune is different.
Although every day there are sweet and sour, happy and sad, but if there is no such, do not you feel very empty? I like now, I like campus life, I feel as a song sung: what time is the most cherished, is this happy middle school era .......
2. to my story as the title of the compositionI and my partners in the lawn to play, found a group of ants in the move, the scene attracted our attention. At that moment, a question came to my mind: why are they moving? My curiosity made me follow them to a small slope where they were digging a hole in the soil. It took them a while to make a new home. After making a new home, the ants went inside. At that moment, a drop of rain fell on my head. Yikes, it was raining! We rushed back to our home. At this time, another question came to my mind: why does it rain when the ants move?
By consulting the encyclopedia, I understood that before the rain due to lower air pressure, the air in the water is larger, the weather is more sultry, the ants feel, feel that due to their own home terrain is low, easy to be flooded. By moving their home to a place with high ground, they won't be flooded. Oh, I understand, the original ants can feel the changes in the weather, is an expert in weather forecasting it!
Through this discovery, I understand a truth: we have to explore more in nature, because there are still a lot of things in nature that we do not know waiting for us to explore, as long as we observe carefully, there will be more new discoveries.
3. to "my story" as the topic to write 1 essay requirements set suspense, yo seek fastMy story is like the stars in the sky, the shells on the beach, there are the past, the present, happy, sad, funny, serious, mundane, bizarre ...... Now, to tell you a funny story. One noon in the fourth grade, everyone was doing homework, so quiet that even a pin drop on the ground can be heard . I pick the eraser, found behind me Xiao Ming shoelace loose, a plan came to mind, I do not panic pick up the eraser, put it on the corner of the table, I looked around, everyone is doing homework seriously, then elbow touch, the eraser seems to be quite spiritual, really ran to his feet, I just want to reach out to touch, his feet seem to have eyes, moved a little bit, I see that I did not pay attention to me, reach out and quickly put the I saw that I wasn't paying attention to him and quickly tied the two shoelaces together, thinking, "We're in for a good show now. I picked up the eraser as if nothing had happened and buried myself in my homework, but I couldn't help but laugh in my heart. A short while later, he spat out a breath, picked up the book to hand in, two legs although stretched out, but as if by what was mixed down, fell forward, although he used his hands to support both sides of the table, but still fell to the ground. At once the quiet classroom exploded, the students laughed. I also laughed with them, someone made a comment: "His shoelaces were tied together by someone." Laughter louder, Xiaoming suddenly thought of something like, turned his face, the angry eyes really scary, I quickly said: "not me." He said, "It's not you." I thought he was going to start a fight, but to my surprise he went back to his seat and the storm was over. When I had to hand in my homework, I fell just like he did, but I tripped over the foot of the table, and everyone laughed again. The phrase "no good deed goes unpunished, but when the time comes, it's all paid for" came to my mind. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't think it's a good idea for me to be a part of the team.
4. Who has my story as the theme of the essayI have experienced twenty-three spring, summer, autumn and winter, I want to record the meaningful experience of life, the best and worst things done in life, as well as a deep impact on my every one of them is not an easy thing, with the thoughts of the fluttering of my fingers constantly knocking on the keyboard, and it seems to be as if I have re-experienced it all! ...... My name is Lazy, I came to this world in the early summer of 1983, I don't remember the process of that birth, only later when I asked my mother where I came from, my mother pointed to a long scar on her stomach and said, "It's from here! " I guess I was not an obedient child from the beginning of my mother's womb, otherwise how could I have made my mother pay such a big price for welcoming me.
When I was five years old, I was used to playing hide-and-seek with my sister, and the whole family played a big joke. I remember that lunch break I woke up extraordinarily early, climbed up and found that there was no one around, so I folded my little quilt and went to the kitchen in the yard to play house alone.
After a while, I heard a commotion in the yard, and then I heard my mother shouting my name, and I realized that they were looking for me. So I was very observant of the rules of the game of silence, they looked for a long time did not find me, but also heard my mother asked others: "Well looking for it? It can't have been taken away, can it? Is there a passing train in the afternoon (my family lives in the train station)?" I was quite beautiful to hear it, and complacent that I had hidden so well.
Then later, I heard my mom crying, and someone said to report the case quickly. Hearing that the police are coming, I dare not hide anymore, quietly came out and asked, "Mom what are you doing?" Mom saw me and fiercely took me in her arms and cried.
I was so hugged by my mom that I could hardly breathe, and at the same time I knew I was wrong. That's what I remember before I started elementary school.
At age six, I went to elementary school. I consider myself a very insensitive person to language, and when I first started school, the few rhymes confused me and I could never tell the difference.
One time the teacher asked me to dictate on the blackboard, and I made a lot of mistakes, and the teacher said that I should hit my hand for one mistake, so I was hit a lot. I don't remember if my hands hurt or not, I just remember my face was so hot.
The teacher's corporal punishment was not only a punishment for not being academically proficient, but more importantly, it hurt my self-esteem. After I went home and cried, I said to myself that I would not let the teacher have another chance to punish me.
Perhaps the teacher's punishment was not quite right, but I have to admit that since then, I have been more serious about my studies, and I continue to achieve results that satisfy me. Second grade, forget what class, suddenly found everything in front of me is so fuzzy, nothing can not see clearly, I was so afraid, thought I got some strange disease, go to the hospital to check only to know that it is called myopia, just seven years old, I put on the glasses.
From then on, glasses follow me for more than ten years. I hate wearing glasses, which not only makes me different from other students, but more importantly, it makes me give up my biggest hobby - dancing.
This is my lifelong regret. The summer vacation when I was eight years old, I had pneumonia, hospitalized for 28 days, the most afraid of injections I *** was staked like a hornet's nest, discharged from the hospital, the disease is well, I also have their own ideals: to be a doctor.
The year of graduation from elementary school, every day in the play together with the seven diehards meet in junior high school but also in a class, unfortunately, the school does not allow us to free combination, we don't mercilessly separated, the first day of school, we hugged together and cried a lot of sadness. More frustrating is that one of us because of family reasons, left the county, to go to school in neighboring counties.
Two months after he left, the rest of us rode our bicycles together to see him on a weekend, and it took us a full five hours to get there. It was our first time there, and we didn't have a phone to call, so by the grace of God, we found his house.
After so many years, I no longer have the courage and impulse to do what I want to do, and now there are always a lot of scruples hovering in my head, affecting my decision. Sometimes I want to go back to that time.
Junior year the opening of the Games, the class actually did not sign up, as secretary, I reported a thousand and five hundred meters long-distance running, in fact, my body is not good, not to mention the thousand and five hundred meters, and even the sports standard of eight hundred meters for me is a big tiger. At the beginning of the training, running less than a thousand meters on the really can not run down, and then added a little bit every day, friends said don't be so serious, run down on the run down, your body is not good no one will blame you.
But I don't think so, I always think to do every thing to do must do well, otherwise don't do. Just like that a month later, I stood on the starting line.
The gun went off, and I ran toward the finish line with light steps. I ran the whole race smoothly and got fifth place at the same time.
I proved to myself that I can overcome any difficulty as long as I try my best. Since then, I will not be afraid of learning and life in the difficulties encountered, I have become more optimistic, more positive, more motivated.
After entering high school, I faced the problems that all adolescents encounter. A boy in my class sent me home every day and waited for me to go to school together.
The feeling was very subtle. In front of him, I would try my best to show my best side, with my hair combed very smoothly and my clothes pulled out very, very smoothly. The first thing I did was to get the chance to see a man who had been in the same boat for a long time, and who had been in the same boat for a long time, and who had been in the same boat for a long time.
The reason why I mention him here is that the memories he gave me made my growth process more complete, and he let me know what is the focus of life at that time.
We both received acceptance letters from our favorite colleges after the college entrance exams, and we became good friends.
I think we have more stories to continue. When it comes to getting into college, I guess I'm one of the lucky ones.
When I filled out my wish list, I had two choices, one was to play it safe and go to a very good college in my province, and the other was to go to the place of my dreams, but there were risks. After weighing the options, I went against my family's wishes and filled in a college in the capital.
I've been looking forward to the acceptance letter, and I've realized my dream of going to the capital to study. I still remember the moment I stepped out of the exit of the Beijing train station, I said to myself with an exceptionally excited heart: "I'll be.
5. Seek a middle school essay on the topic of my storyMy story Everyone treasures many beautiful stories in their hearts, some of which are funny and some of which are touching. Now I will tell you one of my stories, a story that I blush when I think about it. It was about the time I was in first grade ." DING ZHOU ---- "Class is over . This cheerful *** activated the brain cells of everyone who was about to fall asleep, and the students ran out of the classroom screaming with joy. I stood up from my seat in a daze... I think it's time for school to end. I grabbed my backpack and walked out of the classroom in a daze. Everyone was running around and playing, so no one noticed me as a deserter. I walked on the way home by mistake, while walking and thought, today I walked quite fast, look, others can not even see a shadow! I was even a little proud of myself, so I picked up the pace again. The summer afternoon is very quiet, only the cicadas in the branches of the tree chirping without fear. As I walked, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I slowly turned my head 180 degrees, and it turned out to be one of my classmates. She ran over to me panting, "I found you! Come on, we have a class to go to! Did you forget?" What? I read the schedule in my mind ---- ah, really unlucky, how did I forget that there is a math class! Finished, sure to be k! I apprehensively came to the classroom ---- "Report!" At that moment, the eyes of the whole class shot towards me. In that gaze, there is reproach, there is ridicule, and there is also a contemptuous smile. My face *** hot, really want to find a hole in the ground. I kept my head down, not daring to meet the teacher's stern gaze. After a long "interrogation", I returned to my seat mechanically, listening to the whispers of my classmates, my brain was a mess. It was a long time ago, but I still remember it vividly. It became a little secret of mine ---- hush, you can be sure to keep it secret for me yo! .
6. How to write an essay on the topic of my reading storyAs a child, I grew up in the sound of the poetry of "the day of the harvest, the sweat drops of the soil", every time I picked up a book, looking at the lifeless square letters, I always shouted that it was meaningless. Reading is my biggest headache. As I grew up, I felt the lack of knowledge, and I didn't know where to start every time I wrote an essay. My father and mother were troubled by my dislike of reading and often bought many books for me to read. Until one day, that night, we carried out an idiom contest at home, it was time for me to say the idiom and mom to say the meaning, I opened the idiom dictionary and said: "The golden cicada sheds its shell (ké)." As soon as I finished, my father and mother laughed, I felt strange, I don't know what they laughed at, my mother looked at me with a shocked face, and said, "Look at the pinyin yourself, what exactly do you read." "Oh! It's '金蝉脱壳(qiào)'!" I suddenly realized. My father said to me seriously, "In the future, you should pay attention to reading more, so that you can accumulate knowledge!" So I made up my mind that I must read more and know more and more. Since then, I really like to read, because books bring me endless fun. When I read Hans Christian Andersen's collection of fairy tales, The Little Girl Who Sold Matches, I prayed for the fate of the little girl who sold matches; when I saw The Five Strong Men of Wolf Tooth Mountain, I shed tears for the tragedy of the Five Strong Men of Wolf Tooth Mountain; when I read The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I admired Zhu Geliang's eloquence and strategy. I was y intoxicated in the sea of books, once in a book to see such a paragraph "reading can cure stupidity, reading can cure poor, reading can heal, reading can sharpen the will, reading can be far-reaching, reading can be practiced, reading can be smart, reading can know how to make friends, how to recognize people, how to talk, how to do things, how to live in order to be healthy physically and mentally, reading can understand what kind of life can understand what kind of life is perfect and without regrets." Yes! The benefits of reading are endless. Now, when I hold up the "steel knowledge of how to make", y into the inside, I feel how happy I am, because I have a healthy body, although Paul was disabled, but he did not bow to fate, strong determination and tenacity of spirit, y convinced me, let me admire. I am full of hope for my future study and life. I love reading more. Read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Water Margin" can let us have an understanding of Chinese masterpieces; see "100,000 Reasons" can make our knowledge richer; read the "Composition Book" can improve our level of composition; that is, to see some comics, funny and so on, can also make us more humorous, more imaginative. Reading gives me knowledge, reading gives me fun, reading gives me power. I read books! Reading lets me know what is sour? What is sweet? What is bitter? What is spicy? What does reading teach me about people? The biggest thing that reading gives me is knowledge. It enriches my brain and increases my knowledge. Can you say reading is not happy?
7. Please write a 500-word essay on the topic of my storyMy story My story is like the stars in the sky and the shells on the beach, there are the past, the present, the happy, the sad, the funny, the serious, the mundane, and the bizarre....... Now, tell you a funny story.
In the fourth grade of elementary school at a noon, everyone is doing homework, so quiet that even a pin drop on the ground can be heard. I pick the eraser, found behind me Xiao Ming shoelace loose, a plan on the mind, I do not panic to pick up the eraser, put it on the corner of the table, I looked around, everyone is doing homework seriously, then elbow touch, the eraser seems to be quite a spirit, really ran to his feet, I just want to reach out to touch, his feet seem to have eyes, moved a little bit, I see that there is no attention to me, reach out and quickly put the two shoelaces tied together, thinking: this moment can have a good show.
I picked up the eraser as if nothing had happened, and buried my head in my homework, but I couldn't help but laugh.
At once the quiet classroom exploded, the students laughed. I laughed along with them, and someone made a comment, "His shoelaces were tied by someone."
The laughter was even louder, Xiaoming suddenly thought of something as if, turned his face, the angry eyes are indeed scary, I hastened to say: "It's not me." He said, "It's not you."
I thought he was going to fight, but surprisingly he went back to his seat, and the storm passed. When I had to turn in my homework, I fell, just like him, but I tripped over the foot of the table, and everyone laughed again.
My mind suddenly flashed to "good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded, it is not unrewarded, the time has not yet come, when the time has come, it is all rewarded".
This is the first time I've ever seen a movie with a woman in a room.
8. to my story as the subject of a narrative essay 600 wordsIf you are a boy: from my "croak" since the ground, in my body happened a lot of stories, today I will tell my story.
When I was a child, I was very naughty. Once, I was playing with a child of a similar age, but for some reason, I got into a fight.
As a result, I was bruised and battered, somehow, he was just about to leave, I pounced on him at once, a counterattack, and then the more I fought, the more I fought, but I finally fought back and won. Back home, my mother asked me what was going on, why fight with others, but I said with a straight face: "Because you taught me to fall from where I have to get up from where, the first time I lost the fight, I will get up from there, and then fight a second time, the result is to win, I thought you would be happy, but.
." By the time I was five or six, I was even more mischievous. At that time I was known as the "king of mischief" and had a bunch of henchmen.
One day, we were all playing in the yard, and suddenly saw a brand new Sanyo stroller, so I had a bad attention. Oh, good idea! So I gathered all my men and discussed it for a while, and that's what I did.
We brought a knife and a needle, and made a deep cut in the leather cushion with the knife, and then used the needle to deflate the tire. "There we go, haha!" When I got home in the evening, my dad said to me mysteriously; "I got you a present, it's in the yard, go check it out."
I bounced out into the yard and looked east and west, "There's the kiddie car," Dad said. "Ah? That's the Sanyo kids' car!" Now I especially love to read.
Once, mom and dad called me to go to Guilin, I said: "No, you go, I want to read at home. But my mom insisted on pulling me out.
I had to go, after enjoying the landscape of Guilin, my mother had to go shopping, I took the opportunity to say to my mother that I want to watch TV at the hotel, but the result is that I am back to read books. This is my story.
Words of a girl: When I was a child, I was a lively girl, because my parents were busy working, put me in the kindergarten early. The kindergarten teacher was nice to everyone at first. Gradually, she realized that I was not very talkative, so she always asked me to speak in class.
At that time, the teacher didn't even talk about the problem, but all the other kids knew that their parents told them.
My parents were too busy working to care about my studies, so I didn't know anything and my mind was blank.
Again, I was very unfamiliar with everything at school, and my grades were poor. Teachers also began to hate my non-verbal character.
So always in front of the children to laugh at me stupid, I stupid. After class, the children also pointed at my nose and called me "stupid".
I don't know who said that stupidity is contagious, so even my closest friends distanced themselves. I was very lonely, ridiculed at school, and no one at home to teach me to study, as if I had a shadow in my heart.
Still clearly remember a math test in the first grade of elementary school, I got a blood-red 65 points, the teacher called my parents to come to school, my parents scolded me in front of the teacher, beat me, while I heard the laughter of my classmates ...... I despaired, and completely into the darkness of the mind. I feel very hard in my heart, very depressed, very low self-esteem, no one in the world to understand me, no one to be good to me ...... Until another teacher ridiculed me, I was angry, but did not show it, but I vowed to try to show them.
I studied desperately, wrote my homework desperately, and reviewed desperately ...... Until the third grade of elementary school, a new teacher, he arranged for me to be a group leader, I was very happy, and I worked harder, from the small group leader to the subject representative, to the vice squadron leader, to the flag bearer, to the study committee... ... This is me, a small gravel, trying to transform towards a pearl. Because I remembered Mr. Lu Xun's words - unsatisfied is the upward wheel This article can be used by both men and women: Childhood is like a treasure box, filled with colorful stones, each of which contains your childhood memories, of course, I am no exception! It happened in my childhood when I was more than 5 years old.
At that time, out of love and curiosity, I bought two chicks to raise at home. My mom bought me two chicks for two dollars.
The two chicks were very cute, with their tiny heads hanging down on their fat bodies, and their golden-colored fluffy feathers were so comfortable to touch! One day, I was lying on the floor of the house, staring at the two chicks. At that moment, I had a sudden thought: ducklings can swim, chickens and ducklings look so much alike, chickens must be able to swim as well! So, I moved a basin of water, ready to teach the chickens to swim.
I clumsily caught the chick in the basin. Oh! Right, it seems like you should do a warm-up exercise before swimming.
So I put the chicks on the ground, took a wire, and let them "jump rope"! After about ten minutes of exercise, I put the chickens into the pot. The two little guys were in the water, and they were flopping around, and I got a lot of water on my face.
I was furious and caught the two little guys and taught them a lesson. With patience, I grabbed the chicks by their two little feet and said to them in an impatient tone, "Watch this, I'm only going to teach you once!" I grabbed the two little feet and stretched them out to the sides, "This is called 'breaststroke', get it?" I yelled at them.
After I taught them, I put them in the water and let them practice on their own for a while, playing with themselves. About ten minutes later, I came to the basin and saw the two chicks freezing so much that they were shivering, and I thought: there's still plenty of time anyway, so why don't we, just forget about it for today.
So I took a small towel, wiped their bodies, and put them back in the nest.
The next day, I got up early to see the chickens. When I came to the nest, I saw two chicks lying on the ground, motionless.
I rushed to my mom and asked her what happened to the chickens, and she looked at them and said, "They're dead." I was stunned, and then I bawled. Mom asked me in confusion, "What did you do to the chickens?" With a sobbing voice, I said, "Yesterday I gave them a little millet and told them to swim for a while."
"What, teach the chicks... Swim.
Swim!" Mom burst out laughing.
I whispered, "Just for a little while!" "It looks like the chick is 'dead in the water'!" Mom said with a sigh. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
But at the same time, I feel more sad about the death of the chicken.
9. to "my story" as the theme, write a narrativeThe afternoon of the sixth of January is the beginning of our "bitter", because that day we began the military training life. Thinking back to that week's military training life, most of the students were frowning and shivering. But also because of this painful military training let us realize the joy of perseverance.
In the speech of Secretary Wang *** and the warm applause of the students, we opened the prelude to the summer camp activities. Also that afternoon, we began a week of military training. The instructor brought us to the area belonging to the sixth battalion, we top three days of weather in the instructor's request to line up, stand military posture. Previously I saw those soldiers in the TV do every action is so crisp, so valiant, I did not expect to personally try these actions is so difficult. At this time, I looked around the "comrades", each face red, sweating. Just when I was watching the concentration, a bolt from the blue hit me, in the instructor's head of the baton my teardrops fell down, really want to find a hole in the ground to drill in. But at this time I told myself, must not fall, "perseverance is victory", I can never give in to the "devil" instructor. Just when I made up my mind, a male student was helped out of the team by Mr. Kong, only to see his face pale, his hands covering his stomach, looking so painful. Many students at this time as if infected, also showed the appearance of pain, I think this instructor will certainly let us rest! I didn't expect him to seem like nothing had happened, still not moving there shouting commands. How can I not understand, how he did not realize that we are too young to hold on, how not to appreciate our pain it, perhaps they are soldiers with "steel" cast it. The first day is finally so hard to get through.
Today, God was merciful and brought us a "timely rain". But we still can't escape the hand of the "devil" instructor. But this time he gave me a very different feeling from the last time. Why is it, because this time he wants to teach us in the classroom to sing the military song, the name of the military song is called "unity is strength", the students are quite high, he encouraged us to use the "method of excitement", but also use the now particularly popular PK, this time the students are more enthusiastic, the classroom came out more loud and clear singing, today!
In the pain and happiness intertwined, the military training life quietly approaching the end, we ushered in the final drill competition, to verify our efforts to the moment, students are all the action to do the most in place, the most standard, because we all hope that the sweat can be harvested.
Although the military training life is bitter, but also let us realize the victory over their own happiness, bitter and happy military training life, I will always remember in my heart.