202 1 senior one narrative composition 1 I am a happy little snail, bathing in the sun and baptizing the rain every day. If I am thirsty, I will drink a little rain and dew. If I am hungry, I will eat a green leaf. If I am tired, I will hide in my shell. This is my comfortable life. It may be that a comfortable life can't appreciate the wonderful life, so I decided to go out and do it.
I know it's a long journey, maybe ten days, maybe months, or even a fall in the middle, but I don't think things will change easily, because I like adventure and travel. So I decided on this long-distance trip. Accompanying me on my trip is my shell and my only home. This is very useful, it can shelter me from the wind and rain, and it can also make my tired body have a home.
In the morning, a meter of sunshine fell on me, and I set off. I felt the air was particularly fresh along the way, and the sun was particularly dazzling on the leaves. The breeze makes me feel more relaxed and happy. I crawled slowly, but I didn't seem to feel any fatigue. Maybe it's because the scenery is good and I'm in a good mood! It will be dark before I know it, so I won't go forward. I ate some green leaves, drank some dew and slept beautifully. I don't know how long it took before I finally opened my eyes. Wow! I was fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of me. I saw a crescent moon hanging in the clean night sky, countless twinkling stars and countless fireflies flying on the grass. I lay on the green grass, blowing the cool wind, completely intoxicated with it.
A new day has begun, which means that my new trip has begun. I am still climbing slowly, but I will not let go of my progress. I am crawling in the hot sun; I crawled in the storm; The road is rough and I am crawling. Just for a decision in my heart, just for a pleasure, how many days and nights I never gave up. I firmly believe that one day I will reach my desired destination.
Friend! Don't be timid, even if you "crawl slowly", you should always crawl away, and don't be afraid of the road ahead. Look up ahead, the sunset is red on the road!
202 1 senior one narrative composition 2 The sky outside the window is gray, the light rain has stopped, and I inadvertently think of you. ...
You and I are two people who don't know each other thousands of miles apart, and Anhui and Guizhou are a drop in the ocean. Because of fate, we met.
Over time, we met in the chat, as the saying goes, no discord, no concord, an excellent animation and a slapstick conversation, and we officially became good friends and brothers.
You are a member of Xingyi No.10 Middle School. You proudly introduced your school to me. Although you said you liked the old No.8 Middle School better, time made you fall in love with the present school. You introduced me to the bonfire party in your school and sent photos of the party, which deeply attracted me. really beautiful ...
We talked about daily life again. You introduced me to the hardships and happiness of your closed life, your habit of knocking on the bowl and turning on the light when eating, and I also introduced my interesting story to you. We miss each other's innocence and simplicity.
I have to say that we are friends and enemies, and we tease each other every time we speak. These casual jokes deepened our friendship. We will never forget that kind of happiness. ...
We also talked about each other's learning, exchanged learning experiences and compared the learning progress. You talked modestly about your recent situation, and we encouraged each other. It is said that contacting each other after one semester will bring good learning news to each other. At the same time, exhort each other, hoping to get rid of bad study habits and work hard. I believe we will.
We are all a drop of dew in the vast sea of people, but we met because of misunderstanding and became friends. This is a kind of fate. The spring breeze outside the window is accompanied by continuous spring rain. I will float my blessings and thoughts to your sky with the spring breeze. Chen Haoran, I sincerely wish you happiness and health!
Friends far away, do you hear? Because he praised a song of friendship for us. ...
202 1 Senior One Narrative Composition 3 It is still far from the time when teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and there are obviously fewer happy things in life. They get up in the morning, go to school and go to sleep at night, day after day, year after year.
As soon as the math exam ended on Thursday, the class representatives made the answers public, and there were endless complaints, regrets and victories. After reading several answers, my heart suddenly sank. It seems that the answer to every application problem is not far from my result. Walking out of the classroom with my schoolbag on my back, I melted into the night.
Out of the teaching building, look at the playground next to it, and the exercise will be put down. Put down your schoolbag and rush to the runway. I began to exercise with the big army that was exercising. My heavy heart rises and falls with the pace, moving slowly in the crowd. Well, if I hadn't confused these two numbers, I wouldn't have ended up like this. Recently, my study condition is not good. I'll take the exam today and tomorrow. I really don't know what to do. Just when I was lost in my heart, a man next to me rushed past me on the left, and the sound of clothes rubbing came from my ear, which woke me up from thinking. I looked at the figure in front of me angrily, trying to speed up, but because I hadn't practiced for a long time, there was nothing I could do, so I had to move on slowly.
When I was interrupted by thinking, I had to concentrate on running and look around. There are students chasing and playing, students walking slowly and chatting, people moving slowly like me, and people flying around like lightning. Everyone was in a huge circle, slowly turning in the moonlight, and suddenly remembered a sentence: You are faster, and there are others faster than you; You are slow, and there are others slower than you. I have surpassed others in running and have been surpassed by others, but on the whole, I am still making progress. My heart seems to calm down, as if filled with a quiet happiness.
If being admitted to a university is a dream, then learning must be a dream-seeking process. How to always get happiness by chasing dreams? Growing up in a dream, growing up and knowing, is probably the so-called happiness.
202 1 Senior One Narrative Composition 4 The greatest happiness in art class is "professional happiness", and our major is full of color and vitality. Although the study of the entrance class is stressful, the happiness of the professional class has relieved my troubles.
In art class, we can concentrate on painting, in dance class, we can jump happily, and in piano class, our hands can play freely and play beautiful notes. This is happiness, this is happiness.
The fun of specialized courses relieved my troubles for us. Specialized courses bring us hope, ignite our dreams and let us fly freely in the artistic sky.
Although my specialized courses are a little hard, I am still very happy, because I have several amiable teachers to help me. With the help of the teachers, my specialized course is by going up one flight of stairs. Take Mr. Wang, an art teacher, as an example. He is a very strict teacher. It's hard to see his smile in class. We all call him the "iron mask man" in fear, and no mistakes are allowed when drawing. However, after class, he will talk to us with a smile. We often say that he is like a sudden change of face in a play, showing the demeanor of a strict teacher and a good apprentice.
I also like two new courses this semester. "Graphic design course" broadens our horizons and makes us understand that art is not only painting, but also related to people's daily life and future work. The course of mental health gives me a better chance to find a job, because the purpose of applying for this major is to be a teacher, to teach and educate people in the future and to train the next generation of the motherland.
We feel happy in our major because it brings us confidence and sunshine. I remember that there is a striking slogan in our physics classroom: "Jump out of the rhythm of youth and dance with the power of youth."
We have a good time, we should study hard, enjoy the happiness of our professional life and enjoy the happiness of our professional study.
202 1 senior one narrative composition 5 I am an addictive person.
I can only live in the dark, this is fate.
I am waiting for the past of my down-and-out life, although I can't see the sun for the time being.
The smell of darkness. Slowly eroding my mind.
Whenever night comes, I always feel,
Lonely, scared, depressed, even unable to breathe, only,
Let your body float on the street like a ghost in the dark,
Let your soul wander on the internet, looking for the so-called liberation.
I think only the night can help me get rid of the secular and find myself with my heart.
So every night comes, I try to let the darkness drown me.
Immersed in this silent silence.
Let the heart beat still and the air still. All you have is that silence.
The night is like a ghost, looking at me like this for countless days.
After a long time, I feel that I am looking for something in the dark.
Only night can soothe fatigue and sadness.
Maybe I only feel this way at night. ...
Maybe only darkness can awaken my soul,
The black soul that has long been numb by light,
Even I can often hear crying at night,
I cry for the broken night and my soul.
I am willing to show my true self under the cover of night!
Shuttling through the polluted and noisy space of the city every day,
I can't get rid of real life, and the real world can't tolerate my endless decadence.
I think what we are facing is not only a cruel reality, but also a heavy life.
The ethereal voice shuttled through the darkness. There's a hunch,
Wandering seems to be getting closer and closer to my life.
At night, surfing the internet, ambiguous eyes in the cinema,
These are still the themes of my life.
I'm not a complete person anymore,
There is no touching city, no touching people! !
Dark world! ! I was slowly pushed to death. ...
I am a secretly sick child. I came to say goodbye. ...
202 1 senior one narrative composition 6 I am not open-minded, but maybe I have been a little sad and lonely since ancient times. So do you feel lonely in a foreign land? That tear ...
Someone once said: I can catch the sunshine with my right hand. I stretched out my right hand, but I didn't catch the golden light. What I have scratched in my hand is a lonely legacy, and what remains in my heart is clear tears.
Autumn is a season of sadness and missing. I miss you, my mother. At the end of the summer vacation every year, it's always sad to leave. You are still working hard in the north, and I will leave your wings and go back to my hometown to study. Although you don't have more time to see me off here, I also understand that this is a disappointment. That's because I am too young to understand, and I have been holding back my tears and don't want to leave. You are afraid that sending me will cause more sadness!
Time flies, I grow up gradually, and I am no longer the crying child. You will see me off yourself. But the difference is that I don't cry anymore, but there are crystal tears in your eyes. It's another Double Ninth Festival. My brother has returned to Zhejiang this year. That night, after my brother fell asleep, I video with you. You asked me how my brother was doing, and I answered very well. You told me, "It's much colder there after Hengheng left." As he spoke, he left tears.
You don't like crying. You hardly cry. When I left, I only saw you crying. I don't know how much that tear contains, but I seem to understand that it is loneliness, sadness, missing and maybe helplessness. But to me, those are your deep and selfless love. I didn't cry that night. It's my turn to understand your thoughts and put you at ease. I shed tears silently in my heart. Mom-I miss you, too, whenever.
The autumn wind blows, bringing chills, rustling leaves and falling yellow leaves. Big tree, big tree, do you understand? I reached out and grabbed a leaf. ...
202 1 senior one narrative composition 7 I came to the square one night and found a movie showing, but few people watched it.
I looked up casually, and when I was about to go back, I found a colorful halo on the neon lamp, which was very strange and I didn't know what it was. But what surprised me even more was that as soon as I lifted my foot, I flew effortlessly, and the colorful thing was taken down. I opened my hand and saw that it was a colorful bird.
Very cute.
Then I gave it away. My friend Xiaoyan starts school tomorrow. She went to a technical school. Usually, she always complains to me about this and that. If I gave her a bird, she might not be so lonely.
The next day, I saw Xiaoyan come to me. Her skin has become super smooth and delicate. I asked her what was going on, and she said she didn't know. She just slept with a bird in her arms, and that's what happened. It's beautiful.
Then we walked on the road and many people looked back at her frequently. She smiled shyly.
Then in the blink of an eye, I saw it smiling at me. Yes, it is a smile. Then everything changed. Suddenly I feel lighter and lighter, as if I were floating. I heard Xiaoyan scream. I looked back at my back and saw a pair of white wings, just like the wings of the winglet I saw.
A familiar voice flashed through my mind and I heard someone talking to me in a trance. He said, give you a pair of wings and you can fly often in the future. Fly to me.
Then I often see a familiar figure playing on a familiar basketball court. He looks familiar, as if I pay attention to him every day and care about him every day. But for some reason, I just can't name him.
Cherish fate?
Is it a pity?
Then I heard voices in my head, and he said, yes.
He also said, give you a pair of wings.
202 1 senior one narrative composition 8 everyone's every move in life reflects a person's quality. -inscription
I think people respect you or don't respect you not because you have money, but because you have quality. Because people with quality deserve respect from others. Quality is a part of the body, it seems to have penetrated into the bone marrow, reflected in your every move, can not be faked. A few days ago, I read an article saying that there was a little brother playing with his mobile phone in the subway. A passenger in a wheelchair came in. Naturally, he reached out a hand, grabbed the shaking wheelchair, stuck his foot under the wheel and never let go. I think this is not only a courtesy, but also a quality. So I see that many people in the comment area like this little brother very much, because a quality little brother deserves respect from others.
Today, I went to eat full moon wine with my mother. When the food comes, I will give chopsticks to everyone. At that time, she just wanted to take the paper and ignored my friendly chopsticks, so I handed it to others, but I left two pairs of chopsticks beside me. But cb took the chopsticks I left for me and my mother when she took the paper, and she didn't want to think about whether she took someone else's chopsticks. Then I kept staring at her and found that cb didn't care about others when eating. Some people may think it necessary for me to say this little thing. But I think that a person's quality is reflected from these small things.
In a space with many strangers, if you are in an air-conditioned room, don't smoke, don't watch videos too loudly, be sure to take good care of your children, and be careful not to look at others with any inexplicable eyes, especially not to slander my school. I regard these as qualities. Because no matter where, only qualified people deserve respect from others.
202 1 senior one narrative composition 9 she likes the flowers on the other side, and they never change. I hope your green leaves will shelter you from the wind and rain, keep your original beauty and make you dazzling. I'm just an escort. It's my mission to protect you. It was the day when the girl and the boy first met. They met in the canteen. They all say that the canteen is the best place to find the other half, and there is always the other half of their own. The boy listened and tried. Sure enough, he met her, Yang Wen, the beauty of the school. She is the girl that all boys pursue, but she sits at the dinner table alone in a daze. He volunteered, "Hey, what's wrong with you?" Yang Wen ignored it and said, "Nothing, I was just thinking about one thing." Hearing this, the boy said, "oh, take your time, and you will know the answer." My name is Yang Sheng. If you have any troubles, you can tell me. " The girl was completely moved by the boy's sunshine spirit. Maybe he will never know his pain. A few days passed, and the boy and the girl spent several days together. They love each other deeply, but the boy doesn't know the girl's family situation, but he is kept in the dark and knows nothing.
After a few days together, the girl said to the boy, "Let's break up. From now on, you can pretend that we don't know each other. " Boys also want to ask why girls turn around and leave without looking back. Yang Sheng didn't know that Yang Wen's parents didn't approve of her being with Yang Sheng, otherwise she would send Yang Wen to the United States, so that they would never meet again. Yang Wen had no choice but to break up with the boy. Yang Wen cried that day, but there was nothing she could do about it. Otherwise, her parents will send herself out of America, so that she won't see the boy. It is also very happy to stay at school and occasionally sneak a look at that boy.
When they grew up, the boy went to France and the girl went to America. They are separated by the Pacific Ocean, but they can't stop thinking about each other. Maybe this is the flower language of the flower on the other side. Boys and girls may be doomed to no fate. Their first sight is like each other's flowers, which have taken root in each other's hearts and cannot be erased. Maybe this is the special thing about first love.
202 1 senior one narrative composition 10 There is always a water cup on the table. A little scratch can be seen vaguely on the dark blue semi-old shell. The translucent cup body and colorful hanging ropes have been worn dull. This is the water cup used at the same table.
In my mind, my deskmate loves to drink water. Every day, the blue water bottle will always appear in the classroom with him on time. The sun shines through the clean glass, and the soft sun shines on the side of the cup. At this moment, the dark blue cup seems a little pale, and the disappearing blue suddenly shifts to the flat water surface, like fireflies swept ashore on the beach at night, looming with the waves.
I personally poured endless drinks, numbing candy, and effervescent tablets with different flavors into this small and lovely water glass. And the owner of the cup-deskmate, after drinking that strange smell, smiled and said to me with an unusually calm smile: "delicious." I am sad to see that the water in the cup is finished by him bit by bit. "It turned out that he knew it was me, and my' crime' had been detected by the' victim'. Will he be angry? I don't think it's delicious as he said. I want to refuel. " I thought to myself.
I unscrewed his cup and a smell of medicine came to my face. "Are you sick?" I asked myself in a low voice, clenched the Chili powder in my hand and smelled the fragrance of medicine floating in the air. I shrank back and screwed his lid back. However, I still poured all the Chili powder into my own cup and drank it wildly with it. Spicy juice hits the throat, and the powder that is not completely dissolved jumps on the tongue, which is burning. I insisted on drinking the last sip of water and tasted countless regrets and regrets.
He is like that blue water cup, forgiving my mistakes again and again, and silent teaching is hidden in that cup.
202 1 senior one narrative composition 1 1 I sincerely hope that I can be as happy as others. I really want to go back to the past, don't worry so much, I will have a lot of love and care. If I have no worries, I can only play when I know what I should do. Well done! Why do people grow up? When I grow up, I will have many troubles, and there will be more. Think about whether you should do it. Just like an old saying, people can't help themselves in rivers and lakes, sometimes they don't want to participate, and sometimes they don't want to leave. I really can't help it. They were hurt and cried. Others don't know why, only to see her crying. Some people will even laugh at you without comfort, which will only make them more sad. Sometimes they really don't want to say anything, because I don't want people who care about me to say it.
I have asked myself countless times what tears are, what tears can represent, who can understand me, help me and who will support me. There is a saying, don't tell others how painful my injury is. I often tell myself why I can comfort others but not myself. Sometimes too much depression will make me stop breathing. I'm really tired. I hate it. Why do I always pretend to be strong and not care? Who can understand me? I often bring a lot of happiness to my friends. In their hearts, I will be very happy every day. With me, they will forget more troubles. Why don't I go that way in my own life? For various reasons, it will make me cry. Maybe tears are my support, sometimes it's boring.
202 1 Senior One Narrative Composition 12 Today, I finally got a chance to go to my dream place-Hangzhou Xiaoshan Carnival. Walking into the carnival gate, wow, all people! People are crowded in places where there is no place to play. I'm so happy. Look east and west.
We squeezed and squeezed, and finally arrived at the amusement park where the boat crossed the waterway. I got on a boat with my father, Jiahui, Jiahui's father. As soon as the staff pushed the boat, we went with the flow. The boat swung us into an ascending empty passage, and the thick chain slowly pulled us towards it. After a pause, the boat rushed down at the fastest speed, and my legs trembled with fear, and my hands clutched the handrail tightly. The water splashed high, splashing on our bodies and faces. Then, the boat fluttered and sent us back to the starting point in shock. I just sat there, or my mother took me off the boat.
We came to the "revolving swing" which is more dangerous and exciting than just now. Jiahui clamored to go up and play. I don't want to go up. Seeing Jiahui going up to play, I was not to be outdone, so I had to bite the bullet and follow. My father and Jiahui and I got on the "spaceship". After the staff fastened our seat belts, they pushed us out. My heart is pounding, for fear of being thrown out by the spaceship. At first, the plane flew smoothly and there was nothing unusual. Until we were pulled into the air, the "spaceship" rushed down again. Only in the middle, the "spaceship" spun quickly. I was so scared that I held my father's hand tightly and Jiahui was crying beside me.
Dad saw our fears and told us loudly, "Close your eyes and don't be afraid." I close my eyes and feel the world spinning. I don't know how long it took, but finally at the starting point, the "spaceship" slowly stopped. Dad pulled me up from my seat. I feel dizzy and top-heavy. I walked for more than a minute in just a few steps. It was a long time before I felt more at ease.
Later, we also played "water tricycle", "rapids" and "cable car" ... Ah, we had a great time at the carnival, and we will never forget it!
202 1 Senior One Narrative Composition 13 Today, when I returned to the dormitory, the head teacher was holding a big watermelon and said happily, please eat watermelon.
Sure enough, I am still a child, and I am happy when I see food.
Several of them rushed to wash and cut watermelons, and several other students and I were still quietly doing problems at our desks. Because the relationship with the head girl is generally lukewarm, there is no difference between good and bad, at most, she is a familiar stranger. Although the head of the team is too egoistic and possessive and likes to tell others what to do, her mind is not bad.
I remember the first time I saw you, I had a crush on you. What brought this situation to this day?
It was an ordinary night, everyone was studying by candlelight, and she was chattering with several girls. Tell her to keep her voice down. She stopped listening when she got excited. If it is too heavy, she will be annoyed and embarrassed. So because of this, several of our students who love learning have had headaches for many days. Later, she talked about a boy who chased her who had been in love with other girls. She is very uncomfortable. She said frankly that she was not feeling well. Even if he doesn't like that boy, she doesn't want that boy to fall in love with another girl.
Typical possessiveness. It doesn't matter. Maybe it's a princess disease raised by a superior family.
However, since it is said that it is a princess's disease, her overbearing behavior must be more than this time. So through paying and paying, everyone received a lot of anger from him. Sometimes they chat happily, and when I interrupt, she will say that I spoil the atmosphere. I control myself every time I get angry. Don't be angry. A famous person once said: To achieve great things, it is nothing to be wronged. I haven't spoken much since then. It is your own fault to know that you will lose yourself if you talk too much, or that you can't control your heart and mouth. There is nothing to complain and get angry about. I always comfort myself like this.
202 1 senior one narrative composition 14 It's been a month since we broke up, and one day he suddenly added my name. I know it's him, but I added that even if I'm on the list, I don't necessarily need to talk. I thought he wouldn't say it first if I didn't speak, but I forgot what I always said: nothing happens for no reason, and everything happens suddenly for a reason. After all, he can't forget it, and he's unwilling.
In fact, the feelings of four months are not devoid of feelings, but I know that at the moment when we say it, we can't go back to the past and there will be no results. Because the lost can't come back, and what comes back is not perfect. He admitted that his family was disappointed in him, and he himself was annoyed, blamed himself and regretted it. I once again stated that there was no possibility between us, and he was finally disappointed. Finally, he asked me carefully: Can we still be friends? I said, maybe you can't be a lover because friends are more suitable. Because don't worry about the future, don't worry about old age after parting ways. Just friends, not far from each other. It won't make people feel nostalgic or too unfamiliar, and it will make people smile with a faint concern.
I appreciate Qiao Burning's affection, and my obsession is free and easy: If I can't be a lover, let me continue to love you in the name of a friend. Because when he asked that sentence, the voice he heard echoed in his mind. I wonder if he was mumbling like this. Is that what he thinks?
Actually, it's good to be friends. Don't worry about the ending of the song after the breakup. Don't be afraid of the breakdown of marriage, go their separate ways and become strangers. Just friends. Maybe we can't spend the rest of our lives together. Not far away, there are not so many greetings that occasionally disturb me, like the warm sun in winter, comfortable and warm.
If you can't be lovers and grow old with you, then continue to love you in the name of friends. May you be happy and may I be good. Maybe we will smile silently at the next intersection, maybe we will never see each other again. However, knowing that there are always people who worry you, there are always things that make your mouth rise when you think about it.
202 1 Time flies, 15. We have changed from junior high school students to senior high school students now, but the first lesson in senior high school is military training, which is also a lesson that everyone is unwilling to accept, because many students will get sunburned, and of course I am no exception.
At the beginning of military training, it was difficult for students to get excited, but by the second class, everyone's interest was obviously not as high as at the beginning. It was hot and sunny, and some students fell down, so I was no better. My mouth has turned white for a long time, but I don't want to give up or endure rest. Maybe for other students, it's just high-intensity training during the day, but we got a message in the second week of school. All junior high schools and senior high schools should prepare a program to compete at the 70th anniversary party of War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression's victory, and I am also a member of this dance. There are always 60 people in the rehearsal crowd, 32 of whom are senior one, and we not only have military training during the day, but also rehearse until ten o'clock at night. That week, we didn't sleep for two hours after a day's rest. We hang out in the playground and dance studio every day. I was so tired during that time that I could doze off in line for dinner. I thought about giving up rehearsal, but my body didn't allow it. Because of the intensity of military training during the day, we rehearsed all day at night. When our team rehearsed the dance, we all practiced our own movements. In the corridor where there is only one light on, I am in a daze thinking about military training and training these days. My heart was sad silently, and my eyes were very astringent, but I held back.
Finally, our class won the second prize of military training and the special prize of dance competition. Suddenly I feel that the hard work these days is worth it.