There are many classics in the second grade composition 1, such as disciples' rules, three-character classics, calligraphy, Chinese painting and so on. But I only like ancient poems. China's traditional ancient poetry culture is extensive and profound, and ancient poetry is the most brilliant flower in the garden of traditional culture. Looking back more than two thousand years ago, our ancestors recorded their lives and expressed their thoughts and feelings with poems.
Reading can broaden your horizons and gain new knowledge; Reading can span time and space, across ancient and modern China and foreign countries; Reading, you can also talk to sages and walk with classics. Du Fu said: "Reading is like breaking ten thousand volumes, and writing is like being divine." Indeed, students who get high marks in their compositions all have the same trick-they like reading famous books after class. Because you can learn some good words and sentences from reading. For example, ancient poems can be used in writing and daily life to express their feelings.
Classics are like friends! This friend will take us into the treasure house of world literature, let us read the classics of the Chinese nation and appreciate the wonderful works of the world. This friend will tell me: Classic is a visual feast, delicious; Classics are magnificent symphonies that shake the earth and praise life; Classic is a bright light mirror that illuminates life; Classics are the key to wisdom that opens the mind. Only by reading classics, life, society and wisdom can we become knowledgeable, moral and wise people. Classic is a wonderful fantasy world, a joyful song of children on earth, the dew of ancestors' affection, and a romantic myth! Let's talk with saints, wisdom and classics.
I love classics, and wish them to walk with me, grow with me and fly with me!
The fine sand of time has been washed away from my hands, and tomorrow is the New Year. I have to sigh that things are unpredictable! The past still seems clear. I hope my family can be happy and healthy in the new year. I also hope that my studies can be further improved. The happiest thing in the world is family reunion.
I woke up this morning and found it foggy outside. Today is the first day of the new year. Maybe god wants to make the first day of the new year more mysterious. In the morning, I also sent New Year greetings to the teachers who have taught me hard. Although a greeting is short, it is so long and warm, just like a fire burning in winter, which instantly illuminates the dark heart. My New Year's resolution is that I can make great progress in my studies. The warmest thing in the world is to receive sincere greetings from friends in the new year!
Go to light a lamp with my family at noon today. At noon, the sky is gloomy, as if remembering those who are buried underground! We came to the elders who had passed away for a long time with a bumpy heart. I have a vague memory of some elders, and some have never seen them since they were born. However, it is undeniable that our hearts are still infected by this faint sad atmosphere. Lighting the lights may be the only way to give them the love of our living people! Oh, a person's life is like a handful of loess, no matter how much or how little it is, it will return to the embrace of Mother Earth sooner or later. Life will come to an end, and everyone will experience a lot where you are going in this life. Maybe when you are sad for the people who have passed away in the world, people who are far away in heaven may still be blessing you! The dead are gone. I hope these living people can live their true selves instead of being immersed in the sorrow for the dead.
As night falls, I throw myself into the embrace of darkness, trying to turn my long-standing sad thoughts into two long "rivers" that slowly flow through my heart. The night swallowed my thoughts mercilessly, and happiness seemed to leave me. I don't feel my existence in this noisy city. I feel my beating heart. I am still alive. My heart is like a dandelion blown away, flying all over the sky, unable to find my home.
Sometimes, I also feel like a hedgehog. Because of the protection of thorns, I think I can stab the person I love unscrupulously. Standing on the "stage", complacency sets yourself off very high. Caught off guard, I was "pushed down" and suddenly realized what "self-esteem and pride" meant. My heart seems to have fallen into the abyss, and even the heartbroken breath is so monotonous and empty.
In the long night, only the flickering lights are still with me, and the darkness is pulling my shadow, but the shadow is so small in this huge room.
Spread out the white paper of life in an attempt to add a "rainbow" to yourself. A closer look reveals only lonely gray. Standing at the starting point of life race, I struggled to race before the "command gun" started, but found myself in vain.
Happiness and happiness are so elusive, sadness and happiness help each other, but love and being loved pass me by.
I dragged my tired body to sleep, but my heart was full of tears, asking myself again and again, where is the starting point of tomorrow?
Some people say that life is daily necessities; Some people say that life depends on your own hands to support yourself; Others say that life is a kind of helplessness!
Of course, I don't deny what they say, but I think life is like this-the so-called life, why is it called life? I think it tells us that you must be strong when you are born, no matter what happens, because you can't give up, and you can't give up.
How many people in reality flinch or even collapse as soon as they encounter some difficulties? In reality, how many people are obviously healthy in limbs and smart in mind, but they have gone to the point of no return?
Why can you see the success of others but not their efforts? You don't have time to pay attention to others because you are thinking of reaching the sky step by step when others are walking step by step.
I know many people always complain about the unfairness of heaven when they are unhappy. I really want to say that God is not unfair, but that you can't stand a little setback. Then what qualifications do you have to be fair?
Life is actually very simple and beautiful, you should work hard in life; You have the heart to take care of your family; You respect the old and love the young; You have a kind and firm heart. Why do you still feel that heaven is unfair?
Everyone in life should be practical every step of the way, and it is impossible to reach the sky in one step. After all, life is your own, and no one can help you, and accompany you to the end.
Life-live correctly and walk uprightly. This is life.
With the right attitude, life is sunny, but with the wrong attitude, you can only go astray. Life is so beautiful, how can you lose yourself?
I believe that everyone must have memories of spending the New Year with their families. This warm picture is the most worth cherishing.
Every New Year, we gather at my uncle's house to sing and dance until midnight, and the sound still resounds through the sky. Finally, we will have a big meal that money can't buy. Although it is not expensive, it has endless hope and happiness, which makes everyone eat with relish.
Memories of Chinese New Year should be happy, but I will never forget that time. That day was still the same as the usual China New Year. When I gave the red envelope, my uncle only gave me one hundred dollars. I immediately responded: "Ah, only one hundred dollars!" "Everyone fell silent, so I was scolded by my mother. I feel ashamed because I still can't say" I'm sorry ".
On another occasion, my cousin came back from other places and my uncle said, "Xiao Pang!" " "All my relatives and friends burst into laughter. Because of my cousin, I feel the warmth of the New Year and understand that the New Year is not only a temporary happiness, but also a blessing and hope.
Everyone says that the New Year's Eve dinner is equivalent to a barbecue in our hearts. In retrospect, my mouth is almost full. Let's set up the barbecue grill together, then buy the food we need, put the food on the barbecue grill and start baking! Waves of rich fragrance came to my nose and I couldn't wait to eat it. Finally, long-term patience comes at a price and is delicious.
Chinese New Year must be an important festival for everyone, with joy, sadness and joys and sorrows. Maybe the memories of the New Year are all good, maybe good or bad, or even bad, but bad doesn't mean forever. Why not use it as a driving force for happiness? After all, the Spring Festival is a festival worth remembering and representing hope.
The second grade composition 6 loves Ye Qingcheng's writing alone.
What an excellent writer, with a pure heart. In her pen, every word seems to be a life. Every beautiful and fluent sentence, even a small punctuation mark, reveals a touch of joy or sadness, while concise words express gorgeous and beautiful feelings. There is no separation or boundary between paragraphs. Although it is natural, it has unique carvings. I was deeply moved by Ye Qingcheng's pure words. I still remember an essay she once wrote-The world is sweet. Sometimes gentle, sometimes gorgeous, and sometimes plain words are combined into a "light blue, light pink, clear and concise world of right and wrong." In her works, the world is as sweet and beautiful as candy, as gorgeous as bubbles, as pure and clear as the sky, telling the carefree childhood of boys and girls, but vaguely revealing the shallow sadness of an adult woman, and sometimes there is one helplessness for growth in profound sentences.
She loves Anne with red hair and Pollyanna who likes "Happy Games". Her evaluation of girls is purely like the wings of an angel. She knows every girl's mind, the pain and lack of creativity of growing up, and the people we love most. People who love us always seem unable to communicate.
Growing up, I laughed with a little desolation.
Unrequited love, deep love ...
The second grade composition 7 is coming soon. How does a year pass so quickly? The past is vivid.
The self-introduction from the beginning of the first day of junior high school has no loneliness of friends, but enrichment and happiness of friends.
It seems like I left on the first day. When I first entered the class, I was third, and then I was thirteenth, third, ninth and first. That's what I do. Only when I am frustrated will I study hard again. There seems to be a famous saying that is especially suitable for me: scars forget to hurt. Ha ha.
I played and played this summer vacation, but many people took extra classes. What should I do? I will keep up with the second day. Yes, I'm smart, so I got the first place in the exam. However, how come the better I do in the exam, the less time adults give me to play? I don't know and I don't want to know. Being a child is happier than being a fool. Don't want to be so smart, don't want to think about problems, and live carefree every day, isn't it the happiest? However, none of us is so happy.
So, I want to smile at myself, no matter how empty and artificial that smile is, yes, as long as there is a smile, it seems that this is also a luxury, right?
Laugh, laugh, laugh, there will be people who like to laugh, and there will be many. Be a good friend, and then you will get a sincere smile!
Junior two, what should I do? what can I do? I must study hard. I'm afraid I can't keep up. As menstruation says, even if you get the first place in the first grade exam and don't study hard in the second grade, you may fail in several courses. However, I have a good personality. Even if I have to do something I don't like, I will do it best.
Recently, when I was playing blink games with my classmates, I suddenly found that my eyes seemed a little nearsighted.
We played a game with our left and right eyes open and one eye closed. Then, I found that I have one eye that looks more blurred than the other, and even the light perception will be different. One side is brighter and the other side is darker.
I thought I was too tired, so I tried again in a few days, and it was still the same.
Later, my mother took me to an optical shop for an eye examination, only to find that my left eye was normal, but my right eye was nearly 200 degrees nearsighted.
In other words, at ordinary times, it seems that the eyes can see things clearly, but if you cover your left eye and look with your right eye, your eyes will see things blurred.
After the clerk's explanation and my mother's inquiry, I began to recall my usual eye habits.
For a long time, I like reading story books, not only after class, on the way after school, eating, going to the toilet and before going to bed at night. The key is to read in bed. Because I was tired from lying down, I slept on my side.
I think it should be that reading in your place is far away at ordinary times, and the desk lamp doesn't work at night, so this kind of myopia will appear after a long time.
I thought this situation would recover after correction, but unexpectedly, the degree never dropped.
If you want to come, you should cultivate the habit of using your eyes. Glasses can be decorative, but if wearing glasses becomes a necessity, you will feel different.
For children, youth is beautiful, it attracts their eyes as bitter as sweet, which is hope or expectation; For the elderly, youth is happy. Youth moistens their hearts like a cup of warm water, which is aftertaste and sentiment. For me, what is the youth in the white age? In my opinion, the thinking and pursuit of youth are accompanied by the life of youth, and they have become the symbol of the fortress of youth, guiding us forward.
Facing youth, we are making progress. Some people are in the flower season, but they lose the motivation of her beautiful face; Although some people are over 500 years old, they are still full of youthful vigor and vitality. The reason lies in how to treat youth correctly. Youth is a kind of spirit, which will be beautiful only after experience, and will lose happiness without experience. Youth is lonely, what you can't get is always in turmoil, but you can't get out of the fight; The beloved people are fearless and immersed in their own happiness, as if telling the anguish and melancholy of youth.
Maybe once you turn around and look back, the glory of youth will become eternal and last forever. Youth sometimes plays naughty with the boat in the mood, sometimes the wind is strong, sometimes the clouds are light and windy. A red-hot heart is like a rolling dragon, balancing the left and right hearts. When it howls, its words and deeds will hurt those who love me; When it falls asleep gently, it will be ashamed of its behavior, but it will say goodbye to the harm to them in an embarrassing way, even though they never hate themselves.
Youth is an incomprehensible book, each page has different scenery, and each page will leave different feelings.
The composition of the second day of junior high school 10 Walking through the bamboo forest, the subtle feeling is a bit strong. Gradually, the gurgling sound of running water is getting closer and closer. ...
The bright candlelight flickered, and the time went back and I was at a loss. ...
Liu Cui held up her bright stripes and touched the water, leaving a few drops of crystal water, like falling stars in the night sky. I can't wait to reach out and pick it up. The wind is always against me, returning the water to the clear water under the ancient bridge.
Several sections of green bamboo with several bamboo leaves, monotonous green with blue light. Who is the long zither sound under the waterfall?
There are several wolves howling in the faint bamboo forest. The wind came like this, and the bamboo leaves rustled. The bamboo stems also shook, and the moonlight quietly spilled. Several bright and dazzling stars fell, falling under the bamboo shadow, flashing and flashing, and the light moved around. I am very light, and I am about to fly. The water on the waterfall can't help but surround me. Water chains raise dust, the smell of bamboo in the air is eroded by water, and wet bamboo leaves tilt up the soil. A layer of water film bypassed the clouds and pulled down, almost as transparent as white.
I lifted my feet and slowly floated into the sky. Clouds carry me, water protects me, and bamboo leaves pass by me in the wind. Light smoke followed me to the sky, butterflies surrounded me and flowers stuck to me. ...
Between the faint bamboo forests, I lost myself, just like this, slowly. The stream flows through the dusty bamboo path and the cold moon shines. Finally, in a casual moment, the remnant star finally fell into the faint bamboo forest, lingering with the long zither sound. ...
Today, my sister and I came to an unknown place, an unknown mountain, an unknown green, an unknown stone bridge and a group of unknown ducks. The water is not crystal clear, and the stone bridge is not neat. But it is these ordinary scenery that give me an extraordinary feeling.
Standing there quietly, looking at the curling smoke, I can't help but think of the feeling of "small bridge flowing water", which is really meaningful. A breeze, mixed with the smell of soil and farmers, surrounded me affectionately.
The "splash" sound of surprise when the wisps of water hit the stone hooked my ear and listened quietly. It's not irresistible, but I don't want to resist. I feel the joy and fear of each different kind of water bravely crossing every obstacle with my heart, because I think it may be a spirit that I have to have without.
After enjoying the beautiful water, I came to my senses and looked at the distant mountains. The mountains overlap. It can be said that there are mountains outside the mountain. The peaks rise from the ground and have different shapes, such as the shadow of a strong man practicing an arrow and the graceful figure.
Some people say that the landscape map will be too monotonous. That's natural, but there are lively ducklings in this landscape. They chase each other. I catch your fish and you catch my shrimp. Under those swaying tails, there is the most natural taste.
This mountain, this water, this duck and this house are so beautiful that I can't bear to leave!
When I shouted out my sadness in the form of anger, I began to expose it, and a terrible pain spread in my heart, which was extremely uncomfortable. Suddenly, all the tears seemed to come together in an instant. However, I told myself not to cry! I forced myself to put tears in my eyes. No matter how hard I try, I can't let it fall back, so I have to hold it and let it dry in my eyes.
I buried my head under my arm. I knew it was difficult for me to control my desire to cry, so I had to lie there for a long time. Seeing the tears in front of me blurred my eyes, and watching the tears fall on my notebook quickly, blurring the font, and the paper was soaked with tears, just like a small piece in my heart was missing, but it was immediately filled with sadness. Can sadness melt like a font blurred by tears, and can it make me less sad, but I know that it is impossible! ! ! Seeing tears fall to the ground and break into small splashes and countless small pieces, I seem to hear the sound of heartbreak, so tragic! The hand holding the pen broke out in a cold sweat, and finally I couldn't hold it, slipped around and finally fell out of my hand!
Looking at the pen that slipped from my hand, I just glanced at it, as if I saw my own destiny: I was forgotten by the world like that, but no one cared.
Looking at the pen lying on the ground alone, I feel lonely. Like me, I stand alone in the crowd, but no one notices my existence, so transparent.
I stared at the pen lying there quietly for a long time. People around me passed by one by one, but no one noticed its existence. It was so cold and cheerless. ...
After all, I still can't get rid of the bondage of loneliness. ...
I am speechless and silent. ...
Stay in one place for a long time ...
Junior two composition 13 will start school in less than nine days. I am full of expectations for the new semester, hoping to be admitted to my favorite high school.
After two years in junior high school, we must be serious when we reach the third grade! I decided to change myself-I want to be a gentle person. I like the gentle Natsume very much, so I also want to be a gentle person. In Natsume, I saw something I didn't have around me. Because there are few gentle and serious people around me, I want to be gentle, because gentle people will be loved. After two years alone in junior high school, I finally understand how important friendship is.
I am trying to change my image. I don't grin unscrupulously, tidy my messy hair, polish my glasses, and study ancient Chinese and famous works hard. Because I like such a person, I want to be such a person.
I didn't learn physics well in the eighth grade, but I still didn't take it to heart. My summer homework was copied according to the answers. In terms of study, I can say that I am giving up on myself. I read the physics textbook and didn't take any notes, but it was full of graffiti. Now that I think about it, when I was in physics class, I was absolutely fascinated. Although I don't know if I will like physics, I decided to give it a try, at least to improve my physics grades.
That's it.
Essay on the second day of junior high school 14 Although the geese fly without a trace and the years are silent, the fleeting time flows without a trace in every gap of life. For me, it is a persistent and inexplicable touch.
It was a winter morning, and the sun shone directly into the classroom through clean glass, which was particularly bright. I came to the classroom early, with a happy heart. Because today is my tenth birthday, on this special day, I am bent on passing on the happiness of my birthday to others, and never thought of receiving birthday wishes! Time passed little by little, and the morning class slipped through my fingers. As soon as the bell rang, the students spontaneously surrounded me and said in unison, "Happy birthday to you." Bring me a beautiful present. I was cheated at that time. I didn't expect to receive my classmates' birthday wishes, and I didn't expect that I was as important as my relatives in my classmates' hearts! My eyes suddenly became moist, and tears rolled down drop by drop. This is not a sad tear, but a source of happiness. At this moment, there was a wave of joy in my heart.
The sun shines into the classroom again, as bright as ever, but it seems a little warmer. ...
Touching is like the afternoon sunshine, warm and comfortable, and I will cherish this touched heart forever; Bury this feeling in your heart and let it sprout and grow.
There is always an expectation, which invisibly gives me strength, makes my heart firm, reminds my dreams of sailing, and makes my youth play the most beautiful melody. This expectation makes me pursue a bright figure in confusion and make happiness come to me.
New campus, new class, new dream. All this is like an open door, which makes me feel the new atmosphere of the second day of junior high school.
On the first day of school, I saw a clean and tidy new classroom, which made me full of fantasies about the future life of senior two. After the first class, I couldn't wait to look around the new campus, sitting in the Bordeaux teaching building facing south, with simple fitness equipment in the west and several towering trees on both sides of the teaching building. Although it's just simple buildings and plants, it's not that boring.
Here, I have a new plan and try my best to contribute to the class. No, the opportunity beckoned to me at once.
Autumn is getting stronger, and many weeds grow on the playground behind the teaching building. The school asked each class to shovel grass, so everyone took their own tools and tried their best to do a good job. Although it is autumn, the temperature doesn't mean to drop. I was exhausted by the scorching sun, but looking around, my classmates were laughing and sweating, and I didn't feel tired, so I was full of enthusiasm and continued to help the school clean the campus. Seeing that the weeds have been shoveled away by us, everyone's face is filled with a happy smile.
In this way, the first week of campus life has passed, and it is time to start a new chapter.
Laughter is thrown in a fleeting time, and the future can be expected. I will cherish this dreamy teenage time in the second day of junior high school and make it an indelible memory in my junior high school campus. In this time carrying my teenage dream, everyone will write a beautiful expectation here with you and me.