Harvest composition for the first grade of junior high school

In study, work, and life, many people have had the experience of writing essays, and they are all familiar with essays. The essay must focus on the theme, and make in-depth expositions around the same theme. Avoid rambling. It's rambling, the theme is scattered or even has no theme. Do you always have trouble starting a sentence when writing an essay? Below is a composition I carefully compiled for the first grade of junior high school. You are welcome to read it. I hope you all like it. Harvest First Grade Composition 1

Entering the ninth grade, I am no longer a naive and innocent first grade student. Seeing my classmates and friends around me working so hard, I felt even more anxious. I didn't know how to improve my grades quickly. Being among the leaders in my grade, I didn't know how to deal with my classmates and get along well with them. There is only one clear and only thought in my mind: study hard. I know that only by studying hard can I change everything. I also believe that if one day I really get the first place in the grade with my own strength, my friends and classmates will gradually pay attention to this quiet person in the class. I also ingrained this idea in my mind and told myself that friendship is nothing at all, just study hard.

Since I started to have this idea, I found that I have changed a lot...

At the beginning, I found that the friends around me were unkind and unkind to me and them. The attitude of ignoring me was a bit strange, but as time went by, they became helpless and indifferent to me. In the process, they made more new friends who played with them. Sometimes when I try to joke in front of them, they pass me by with a blank expression and treat me like air. I was bumped by their shoulders, and at the same time, my heart was hit hard by something, and I suddenly felt pain. Later, when I was studying, I would always think about the time I was with them and all the unhappy things that happened, and I would feel uneasy. The monthly exam is even further away from the number one in grade I expected than before.

When I knew my results, my tears fell down. The grievance and pain in my heart suddenly surged out. I found that I was more confused and uncomfortable than before, because when I lost my good grades, I also lost those precious friendships.

Until one day I accidentally saw a sentence in a book, I suddenly realized it. I realized how wrong and reckless my choices had been.

Since then, I have tried my best to help them, understand them, and comfort them when they were sad. I hope this will help me make up for my previous shortcomings and rudeness towards them. As I wished, they understood and forgave me very tolerantly, and they also started playing around with me, laughing as before. We gradually returned to the inseparable relationship we had before. Changed back to those countless unforgettable days and months.

This is what I gained. Intangible and silent harvest, it comes from the desire and truth in my heart, and it also makes me understand true friendship.

I walked gently to the desk and carefully opened the page:

——A world without friendship is just a barren desert.

May friendship last forever. Harvest Grade 1 Composition 2

One sunny morning, I got up early, put on my performance clothes as fast as a rocket, washed up, had breakfast, my mother helped me put on my makeup for the performance, and then Riding her little red car, she drove me all the way to the dance training center.

The air in late autumn was chilly. I sat behind Xiaohong and hugged my mother's waist tightly. Everything around me seemed to have solidified, shivering along with my body. Today is my first time to perform on stage, and it's also a solo dance. I must not be late. The tense atmosphere kept coming towards me, and my body was shaking even more violently. At the very moment when I was nervous, there was a sudden "chirp" sound of braking, and I saw a sea of ??people around the training center. The scene was about to catch up with a superstar concert. .

Wow, there are so many people in the waiting area! Some are confident, some are impatient, some are talking and laughing in small groups, and some are nervous, scared, and awkward. And I am one of them, and my mind is in chaos at the moment. My mother saw my nervous look, came up and touched my head and said, "Tiantian, it doesn't matter. You usually practice so hard and dance so much. Now is the time for you to enjoy the whole stage. Don't be afraid. If you really If I'm afraid, I will look at the audience below as big watermelons..." My mother's words made me laugh. In comparison, I felt less nervous. I took the program list from the host, luckily it was the ninth from the bottom, so I had more time to adjust my mentality, and I could also review the moves, I thought to myself.

"The 7th...8th kid will be performing on stage next..." Time seemed to be on a maglev train, whirring towards me. It was about to be my turn, and I was nervous again. I stood up, and the little deer in my heart was jumping wildly. I asked Teacher Liu eagerly: "Teacher Liu, do you think my big jump will not keep up with the shooting?" Teacher Liu smiled slightly and said: "Tiantian, you want to Believe in yourself, as long as you work hard, you will succeed!" I nodded in understanding. "Now I would like to invite the ninth child Tian Xinyu to perform a solo dance "Horseshoe Clatter"." The host finished his words, and I stepped onto the stage confidently, looking at the carefully arranged stage, and as the music played , I seemed to have walked into the green prairie with endless horizon. At this time, I was like a pony, running and jumping enthusiastically, unrestrainedly and happily on the grassland. Forgetting all the tension, the performance ended quickly. The audience's warm applause and mother's approving eyes came from the audience. I could vaguely hear Teacher Liu shouting from the backstage: "Tiantian, you are good! Awesome!" Suddenly , my nervousness and insecurity all slipped away, disappeared without a trace, and what was left was full of happiness and pride.

One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage. From then on, I believe that nothing is difficult in the world, as long as we are willing to climb, as long as we work hard, we will achieve success! Harvest Grade 1 Composition 3

The journey of growth, the tidbits of memories, looking back on the past, are vivid in my mind. Each of these beautiful memories is like a song, with strings of beating notes composing endless joy; each of these beautiful memories is like a necklace, shining with brilliant brilliance and carrying big dreams; each of these beautiful memories is like a necklace. The memory is like a group of bubbles, emitting colorful colors under the sunlight...

When I was a child - an ignorant and naive childhood, satisfied with colorful candies, immersed in the world of virtual cartoon characters , tired of the controlled life.

Now - the so-called most beautiful period of adolescence in life, there are more severe examinations, large and small test papers and exercises are pouring in, as if being suppressed by an invisible mountain.

Unknowingly, I began to miss the freedom of childhood. Standing on the street and looking around, the innocent childhood and innocent smiles of the primary school students all moved me. I hope they will keep it. A little more innocence, a little less sad, a little more happy.

How many early summers have come and gone, and come again. Six years ago, I stepped into the threshold of elementary school, and I was greeted by kind teachers and innocent classmates. Savor every joy and sorrow shared with them. I will never forget the encouraging look when I was helpless, the joy of winning a prize in the competition, and even more unforgettable the long conversations in the hut during my free time - talking about yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

However, we separated just a month ago. When we walked out of the school gate, our legs felt like they were filled with lead. We have been classmates for six years, and my reluctance cannot be expressed in words. I can only write in the classmate book: "We have been classmates for six years, and you have sown the seeds of friendship in my heart. I will take it away silently and water it carefully. , cultivate it, so that it will bloom with fragrant flowers in the future. "I can only make a wish silently in my heart: "I hope that people will live long and live thousands of miles."

The joys and sorrows of those six years. , I can only recall it slowly in my memory... Childhood, just like what is sung in a song: "We can never go back, can we?"

"The dead are like this, no Give up day and night.

"Yes, time is passing by, we are growing up, everything will become memories, we have experienced countless life experiences, experienced joys and sorrows, partings and separations, but you have to remember that growth is just a feeling, we can never lose ourselves , let us fight, fight, and fight again...

Beautiful memories, the past time no longer exists, time cannot go back, so recall the past, yearn for the future, the hourglass of time is moving one by one The flow of dots, the traces of time are described one by one, and the beautiful memories can only bring us warmth and touch. Harvest Grade 1 Composition 4

Every time you fall, stand up again. Harvest. ——Inscription

It is said that Shennong Mountain is difficult to climb. Today I have free time, so I want to try it.

The family came to Shennong, which seems far away, under the leadership of my father. At the foot of the mountain, it had just rained a little and the weather was foggy. Shennong Mountain was like a green bronze sword thrust into the sky. After making all preparations for climbing, we embarked on the road of conquest, regardless of the obstruction of our family. Rushing towards the top of the mountain

During the saw-and-go climbing process with my family, I climbed halfway up the mountain unknowingly, because there was a steep path here. People who came down the mountain said that I could climb from here. It takes a lot less distance to go up than to take the normal steps. At this time, my sister said: "Let's take the path!" I immediately retorted: "No, it's too dangerous." My sister said sarcastically: "Are you a coward?" "If you don't crawl, you are a coward." For the sake of my dignity, I had to reluctantly agree to walk with her. (I thought to myself, why didn't my parents stop me?)

I saw that my sister looked like a monkey , I immediately ran up with my hands and feet. I followed her from a distance, because stones rolled down from time to time where she stepped. The stones rolled for a long time before they stopped. I didn't dare to look down, so I tried my best to look down. Climbing up. It felt like I had been climbing for a long time. I imagined that I was almost at the end of the path, and I dared to glance down. Oh my God, why did I climb so high (even though it was only about 10 meters high)? I didn’t dare to move. My legs were trembling as I stood there, and my hands on the tree trunk felt sweaty. When my father saw me standing still for a long time, he kept shouting from below: "Take a rest when you are tired, look at your feet, and climb up." "The more I listened, the more annoyed I became, and I didn't dare to move anymore.

I kept waiting where I was, and my sister kept urging me from above: "Hurry up, get up quickly, you coward! "

There was a crow nesting in a tree not far away, and its shrill cry kept echoing in my ears. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I cried "Wow". I wanted to give up, but Now it is difficult to go up and I am afraid to go down. At this time, my father said from below: "Don't worry, lift your left foot up. There is a small hole, put your foot inside, then lift your right foot up and to the left, step on the ridge. on the raised stone. "I followed his instructions and took a few steps up. "Very good. Next, do it my way." "

In this way, I followed the method my father taught me, taking one step, then another, and finally climbed up.

"Every time I walk through, it is a gain." In life, we all have such moments of dilemma. At this time, we must bravely take the first step, one step forward, and another step, because every small step forward is one step closer to the goal. . Only by breaking down the big problems in life into small problems and then solving them one by one can we get twice the result with half the effort. There will be countless falls in a person's life. We must learn to get up after falling and gain strength in getting up. The will. Harvest Grade 1 Composition 5

Now I am a junior high school student, and I am currently attending Guan No. 1 Middle School in Xunyang County.

The first middle school shocked me. The best thing is the scenery. After entering No. 1 Middle School, the first thing you see is a big cypress tree. This cypress tree in the middle of the campus is very old and has stood on the top of Tai Chi for hundreds of years. Walking further inside, there is a grape tree. There are many benches under the grapes, which must be for people to enjoy the cool air! There is a quiet path after passing Yifu Tower. There are some stone benches on the side of the path, and there are many plants above, and there are famous sayings and aphorisms engraved on both sides of the path. The stone monument allows students to feel the rich cultural atmosphere during their leisure time.

Because we know: Incompleteness is also a kind of beauty.

I should learn from Li Duan’s spirit and get up again after falling. I think this should be the Chinese people’s perseverance and self-improvement spirit! Although I am only a primary school student now, studying hard is my current responsibility. I should cherish the beautiful life in front of me and realize more deeply that as long as you put in more effort, success will definitely come to you not far away. wave! Harvest Grade 1 Composition 7

"I think I am the sea..." The song in the next room drew me back from Duke Zhou,

This is definitely my little brother's favorite .

"Ouch!" He sat on the bed, rubbed his eyes, stretched out, and hummed

I said: I think I am not the sea, but the sea. A big slacker!

My mother left money on the table for me to buy some breakfast. Before leaving, I did not forget to tell him: "Go for a walk outside. Don't stay at home doing homework. You are almost becoming a nerd. Take a look at who is in your class!"

By the way, my mother, That is the goddess in my eyes! Even though I usually don’t forgive her, in my heart I admire her so much! When I was young, my family's financial situation was not good, but she and my dad worked day and night, and even worked in the studio area. Although there are workers now, she still gets on the machine and works with the workers. Sometimes I get so busy that I can’t even eat.

Alas! Mom, you really work harder than me, and it’s harder for you than me!

When my mother left, I was meeting with Duke Zhou, and I said "hmm" in a daze. After all, I had chewed off the math paper yesterday until 2 o'clock in the morning.

After my mother left, my mind, which had only slept for a few hours, suddenly woke up: Where can I go? Where can I go? Let’s solve the problem of food and clothing first!

Every time I go to have breakfast at 10 o'clock, the owner of the breakfast restaurant will laugh: "It's so early!" I wonder if going half an hour early today will make his jaw drop.

When I got there, there were only meat buns left, hey! Still too late.

"Boss, can't you do more?"

"Girl, I got up at 1 o'clock to make steamed buns, and someone came for breakfast at 4:30. Steamed buns have to be made every day They’re all sold out, so I can’t make more. Would you like to eat the leftover buns from yesterday?”

“How can I do that? The scientists said I can eat them overnight...” ”

“That’s right! So if I don’t sell enough if I do too much, will it be easy for me? ”

Okay! You work harder than me, and it’s harder for you than me.

In order to fulfill my obligation as a sister, I brought a few meat buns, and then planned to go to the vegetable market to buy a Chinese cabbage and six small potatoes. I would make a soup at noon. It would be enough to feed me. The little brother who is lying in bed listening to music. Don't get me wrong, he is much more invested in researching things than I am. I guess I didn't go to bed early yesterday, as I was thinking about reading his classics or burning IQ building blocks with Lego!

Wow, the vegetable market is so lively! Look at the juicy Chinese cabbage, the bright red tomatoes, and then look at the "dancing" big lobster; the hairless chicken...

I came up with a very perfect formula: Botanical Garden Zoo = vegetable market.

Just this noise, and this smell... it's really...

How do the vegetable vendors here persist every day?

It seems that I have to admit: Hawker, you really work harder than me! It’s really not easy for me!

After walking around today, I gained a lot: everyone has something to do, just like a carrot and a pit. If anyone is lazy, it will really be looked down upon. superior!

Okay! Labor creates a better life! Go home, cook, and read to do your homework after dinner! Harvest Grade 1 Composition 8

It’s summer vacation, and I have nothing to do at home. I feel bored and panic. When I think about it, being idle at home is also idle, so I applied to my parents for permission to work during the summer vacation. They say that working during summer vacation can help them train themselves and get in touch with society in advance, which will make it easier for them to adapt to society when they grow up. They thought twice but agreed.

One day, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear. I packed my luggage with the son of an old neighbor, took a long-distance bus, and came to a hotel called Burton Western Restaurant.

This hotel has a large facade and very exquisite decoration. Just looking at it is a beautiful enjoyment. We placed our luggage and signed a labor contract, and just like that, we became employees of this company. The next day, we put on those handsome chef uniforms. When we were feeling proud, we saw a fat, big-eared man wearing a chef uniform with a red collar and a tall hat shouting at us: " What are you doing? You don’t have to work anymore, right? Then come here. "This is your first job. I will be more strict with you and have stricter requirements..." I thought to myself: It must be. Good job. Because "life is a big training ground and a stage for tempering people."

A simple matter like chopping a chicken shouldn’t require us to stand aside and observe for several days, so I couldn’t help but tell the chef what I really thought. When I took the knife and chopped the chicken hard, the chicken was blurred and not as nice as the pieces the chef cut. Some of the liquid in the chicken I cut was very disgusting. Seeing all this, I felt very disgusting. Ashamed. But the chef did not blame me, but said in a tactful tone: "Now you understand why I let you see it first, and learn from it, so the key to cutting beautiful chicken pieces is to chop hard and master the cutting skills." Chicken Tricks”. As he said this, he casually brought out a whole chicken as a demonstration. When I put the chicken on the chopping board again, breast side down, and easily cut along the side of the spine from the neck to the tail, I felt more confident that I could finish cutting the whole chicken and see the cut chicken. Put the pieces on the plate and get the chef's approval at the same time. I was so excited. This made me determined to do everything well in the future.

From now on, every time I serve a dish or see the golden, fragrant bread that I baked, and it tastes good, I will always feel the joy of success. Under the guidance of the chef, I gradually learned a lot and gained a lot. When it came time to receive my salary, looking at my first salary in my life, although it was not much, made me understand: as long as I observe carefully, I can learn something; only through my own labor will I be rewarded. Harvest Grade 1 Composition 9

During the winter vacation the year before last, a new member came to our family—the golden retriever Eddie. It has a strong body, wears a golden robe, and has a pair of big watery eyes that make people like it at first sight. But although Eddie is very gentle, he always keeps a distance from me. Every time I go out, I tie him with a chain to prevent him from running away.

I like Eddie, so I try to get close to him, but he is wary of me and doesn’t want to get close to me. What to do? I found that Addie was very greedy, so I indulged him. Whenever I had any delicious food, I would share it with him, completely treating him as my dog ??sister. Seeing that Eddie likes to play ball, I take him out to play ball whenever I have time. Seeing him jumping around makes me very happy. Grooming a dog is originally a boring thing, but I saw Eddie wagging his tail at Dad as soon as he combed his hair. It seemed that he enjoyed grooming. I volunteered and took over the task of grooming Eddie. And every time I combed it, I was careful, because it was a steel comb, and Eddie’s long hair was a little tangled, and I was afraid it would hurt if I combed it.

Gradually, Eddie and I became close.

That New Year’s Eve, I took Eddie to play throwing a ball in the square. Eddie just ran out to pick up the ball when suddenly someone set off a firecracker in the square. The fire was shooting out and the sound was deafening. Eddie immediately ran to me quickly and hid behind me. His whole body was shaking, staring at the gunfire with big frightened eyes, and making a sad hum from his mouth. I hurriedly knelt down and gently stroked its head, while whispering to comfort it; "It's okay, Eddie, I'm here, don't be afraid." Eddie was still trembling, so I stood in front of him to prevent him from seeing the sound of the cannon. Ray, and covered its ears with both hands. It gradually quieted down. I took it home in a hurry. That night, the sound of cannons continued. I got up in the middle of the night to put on my slippers, but I bumped into a furry thing. I looked down and saw that Eddie was not sleeping on its bed, but sleeping next to my bed. It turned out that it regarded me as its patron saint.

Since then, Eddie has become closer to me. Whenever I get out of school, Eddie will welcome me with a song; when I take a walk, he will always follow me closely and no longer needs a chain; Eddie is afraid of taking a bath, and whenever his father wants to give him a bath, he will He would hide behind me; when I was doing my homework and playing the piano, Eddie would always lie at my feet docilely... Eddie regarded me as a good friend. Dogs are human beings’ friends. This sentence is not true at all, but how to make friends with dogs? Friendship is mutual, and the dog will be friendly to you only if you are friendly to the dog. Harvest Grade 1 Composition 10

Look up at the flowers blooming and falling, look up at the rolling clouds, and flip through the books. The faint fragrance of ink spreads out from the paper. This is the five thousand years of Chinese history. Close it. Books, the light rain outside the window is dripping on the bougainvillea, which is the drumbeat of life, the wind caressing the top of the grass for a thousand years, this is the silence of life. Recalling what I have gained along the way, I smile knowingly...

The mist-shrouded mountains of Lushan gave me peace and indifference. At the foot of the mountain, there are dots of antique low-rise bungalows, and the wisps of fragrance are like human fireworks, refreshing. On the mountainside, you can see the waterfall taking off, like a dragon, sometimes green and sweet, sometimes majestic and heroic. The impetuousness dissipated with the waterfall in an instant. Melt into the mountains and forests and indulge in the valleys. Looking up, there seems to be a fairyland on the top of the mountain, like a gauze dress dancing in the wind...

It seems like "no one has stepped on the mist-stained vast sky." When I walk up to the top of the mountain, I suddenly feel a sense of wonder. There is a kind of momentum that "you will be at the top of the mountain, and you can see all the mountains and small mountains." The great rivers and mountains of the motherland have such majestic scenery until today. Many literati have left magnificent poems for it. At this moment, my heart truly calmed down. The restlessness and restlessness in the past have all disappeared, like clouds that are out of reach. Now that I am right in front of my eyes, my heart is like a calm sea. The waveless sea, the mist-shrouded fairyland, you gave me peace and indifference.

That year’s sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant. It was you who allowed me to reap the companionship and warmth. “When people are idle, the osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet in the spring sky.” In this quiet garden, I sit alone under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and reap the harvest. The fragrance you bring to me is refreshing... In the autumn of harvest, I often like to nestle in your arms, because you will tell me your touching stories, and your fragrant osmanthus will accompany my night dreams. And at this time, you will whisper and sing... Until I fall asleep, you often use your osmanthus to treat me to sweet and delicious osmanthus cake. Every time I take a bite, the sweetness will overflow my heart. I will never leave you for a long time. You are the elf of autumn, dancing in the wind and listening to the beautiful songs. We look at the moon together, play together and sing autumn songs. This is the happiest time for us to be together. However, in winter, gray-white snowflakes press on your branches, and the sweet-scented osmanthus that has fallen to the ground and still has a lingering fragrance is your sad story. You took my hand and told me we would meet again next fall. At this moment, I am deeply grateful to you for bringing me beautiful memories and touching stories. In this snow-covered winter, it is the fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that brings me companionship and warmth.

The company of a laurel tree, the meditation of a cloud, the fragrance of a deep alley, and a gentle look are all new gains!