Essay on Excitement Part 1
On competitive occasions, sometimes it can make you excited; on happy occasions, sometimes it can make you excited; on successful occasions, sometimes it can make you excited. No matter what the occasion, no matter what happens, it is possible to make you excited.
Every one of us has been there.
Last month, I learned that my mom had enrolled me in the first Beijing Art Competition, and I was so excited that I was ecstatic, and my mouth was always saying, "Mom, it's so great to finally be able to participate in a large-scale competition, and to meet masters from all over the country and spar with them. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of it.
The day before the competition, I took my partner bamboo flute with my teacher on the road to Beijing, I sat in the car, heart thumping, the mood is very excited, but there are a few points of nervousness, the two legs keep trembling, the whole body can not sit down, nervousness and excitement.
About 7 hours later, we arrived at the competition venue? Beijing Dongcheng Children's Palace, there are hundreds of players, off a competition room has 40 players, I was waiting in line for the judges to call me into the room to play, I was even more excited, my heart seems to be about to jump out of the speakers can not say complete, always stuttering, I feel very uncomfortable.
The competition began, I was the ninth, time flies, in a short while it was the turn of the eighth player on the stage to play, my mood thumping, I always keep stomping my feet, more and more exciting ...... Time flies by, finally it is my turn to go on stage, it is I put aside all distractions, ? I'm not going to be able to do that. I was so relieved that I gradually relaxed, and then I started to play, I played my specialty, I made corresponding expressions and movements along with those lovely notes......
The competition is finally over, I will wait for the results of the competition, then the mood also has a few excited, always hope that the results of the competition quickly. 1 hour later the results of the competition came out, I learned that I won the silver medal, looking at their own medals and certificates, excited about the face of the scarlet red, the heart is like a deer, in the joy of jumping. These months are really not in vain, with sweat for sweet nectar.
Essay on Excitement Part 2
I remember a song once sang; How many years have we waited, how many days have we looked forward to the German military service Yes! Every one of us in China has spent many years in longing and anticipation, long years, we have time and time again with the dream of brushing shoulders, but, on July 13, 2001 that night we finally won the victory.
Looking back at the extraordinary night of July 13th, one year ago, that exciting moment, the wish of the Chinese people finally became a reality. At that moment, the whole country was in a state of jubilation, everyone was proud of China, proud of Beijing.
At that moment, people from all over the world gathered in Beijing, China, tears flying, a thousand words shouted the same note: 2008, Beijing!
At that moment, whether it is the majestic Tiananmen Square or the magnificent China Millennium Forum people weaving such as the sea, the lights are brilliant, gorgeous and brilliant fireworks, the remote reflection, celebratory gongs and drums resounded through the capital, the melodious and heroic song one after another, the national flag, colorful flags, Olympic flags, like a piece of colorful waves, the ocean surging.
It was a sleepless night for the Chinese people, and the lights were on in every house, and there was not a trace of sleep. Everyone together to raise a glass, together with the celebration together shouted: ? The Chinese have won the war.
At that moment, I was so happy; so happy; so excited; I couldn't help but clap and jump up, ? We China is lucky, our Beijing is even more fortunate!
At that moment, Beijing's success, we sincerely thank Mr. Samaranch for that voice: ? Beijing! He proclaimed to the people of the world, the support and recognition of China. At this time I really felt the pride of being a Chinese, the country is strong, the nation is revitalized, in order to get the attention and respect of the world. My country is already a giant with its chest puffed out, standing in the east of the world.
I believe that by the end of the year, Beijing will be the first city in the country to realize modernization and build the framework of a world-class cosmopolitan city. At this moment, in my heart China and Beijing is not only lucky, it is great! Because at this very moment, there are many people who are working hard to make Beijing more brilliant. They know that the current Beijing and 2008 requirements there is a gap, and our ideal Beijing is a great distance, which requires us to use infinite wisdom and hard work of the hands to develop and create.
I sincerely look forward to you, because that year you will make China become the focus of the world, so that the world to appreciate China's style.
Essay on Excitement Part 3
In the long river of my memory, there are many shiny pearls, one of which is the brightest, and that is the most unforgettable event for me.
I remember when I was in the third grade, I was a mediocre student at best, but one thing changed me.
One day, the teacher brought a pile of thick manuscript paper, said to us: ? The province held a composition contest, and I hope you actively participate. At that time, I was still small, do not understand what is the competition, but also feel that I and other top students are far from it, did not take this matter seriously. Just when I was ready to give up, the teacher reported the names of those who participated in the competition, I was shocked: even my name!
But after a burst of excitement, I was cold again, that I am nothing, just lucky, although the heart so, but still feel unwilling to fail, it drummed up the courage to participate in the game.
Although I have the courage, but I feel that there is still no level and experience, they asked my mother to guide, and my mother told me that it is too deep for me, I did not listen to much, and want to give up.
But after some consideration, I still wanted to write, because I think I'm not the kind of coward, so I reopened the flag, picked up the pen, wrote my best efforts on the paper but do not feel very good about themselves, handed over to the teacher, and did not fully take this matter to heart.
When it came time to announce the winners, I looked at the book as if nothing had happened, but when the teacher reported the list of first prize winners, there was actually me, and my heart boiled!
At that time, I felt that I was the happiest person in the world, and, since then, I completely changed my idea that I could never be better than others, and thought that I was also a superior student. At the same time at that moment, I shed tears of excitement for the first time.
Essay on Excitement Part 4
? AH!!!? The class roared and cheered loudly. Because Lao Zong just gave the order, ready to take us to meet the writer, Wang Yimei.
Some of the students covered their hearts and breathed heavily; some held their accompanying books, and the whole person wandered out; and some jumped up directly and kept waving their hands.
? Let's send a fast runner first, to explore, who goes? The old Zong words, a pair of shaking small hands, raised high, like a first giraffe's neck.? Yan Jiale, you go!? Lao Zong said.
That small head out of the crowd, as if the body burdened with a huge weight, the determination in the eyes, as if to say: ? Don't worry, I'll go and come!!!? And then, ? Whoosh? s voice, pulling up his legs, like a loaded bullet, rushed out of the classroom. We are sitting on pins and needles, impatiently waiting, every minute, the heart is more a curiosity and excitement.
Yan Jiale, who was a little breathless, happy face, small eyes narrowed into slits, ? I saw her? , she said she went up for a moment and would come down later.? Our pupils opened up, and a series of cheers came out of our throats, almost toppling the roof. Old Zong held Yan Jiale's face in a swift and swift manner,? He was so happy to see Yan Jiale's face. A little, Yan Jiale's face immediately became pink pink pink, froze.
? Formation, departure! Old Zong one hand rushed to the sky, She Taijun like a powerful shout.
The class swarmed out of the classroom, chair metal collision, accompanied by the noise, the team voluminous, the students held their heads high, proudly walking in the campus, almost there, Wang Yimei raised his head, looked at the lead Yan Jiale, will smile, deep eyeshadow surrounded by curved into the moon's eyes, such as the spring-like small curls, fluttering in the wind, as if a little surprised, but also some happy, we played twelve points! Spirit, calmly walked to Wang Yimei.
A gust of cold wind, blowing on the thin school uniform, shivering, but this did not wipe out the enthusiasm of the group, but more excited. Everyone begged for bookmarks, lined up in a long line, holding tightly, point to move to the front of the teacher, sometimes jumping ? Tap? dance, sometimes calm as water, sometimes biting their fingers. I, too, struggled to get a bookmark.
Slowly, I walked to the front of Ms. Wang Yimei, lowered my head, and handed over the bookmark, my face was coaxed hot by the teacher's brilliant sun, and my heart seemed to be on the verge of being burned by her, smoldering with wisps of smoke. Ms. Wang still hangs a moving smile, holding the pen hand, flexible sign this unique name, only to see, small? Wang top stand in the sky, chubby ? Mei? , just like a newborn doll, lovely, ? A? was sandwiched in the middle, like a hamburger stuffing. Mr. Wang smiled shallowly and handed me the autograph. I ran and jumped to join the return flight.
That Feng Yiwen, did not get a bookmark. He touched the 10 yuan in his pocket, frowned and sighed, he ran around and painstakingly gathered 14 yuan, bought a book, God squeezed into the queue, raised his eyebrows high, and got the autograph, his best friend Xu Xiang looked helplessly at Feng Yiwen who was in a euphoric ecstasy, sighed, shook his head, and said ? Alas, Feng Yiwen, you borrowed money again ah!
We bounced back to the classroom, everyone gawking at the autographed bookmarks, just short of a long stream of sticky drool. Su Min wiped her face with her hand and kept kissing the autograph, swaying drunkenly and shouting stupidly, ? Wang? Jia Yi, signature yeah? She called out my name and shook the bookmark in front of me, all smiled and jerked over.
Excited heart, no need to hide, one by one gifted to her?