500 words of life Chinese composition in the first day of junior high school

In daily study, work or life, we often see the figure of composition. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and unlimited composition. In order to make your writing easier and more convenient, the following is a 500-word life Chinese composition I compiled for you, hoping to help you.

500 words 1 After the summer vacation, I happily put on my schoolbag and stepped into my dream middle school campus.

Walking into the campus for the first time

The first time I set foot in the gate of the campus, I was fascinated by this beautiful scenery: red flowers everywhere, green grass everywhere, green trees all over the garden, tall buildings towering. It is worthy of being a "garden school". Really beautiful!

Walking to the front of the teaching building, the bustling noise filled my ears and every student was smiling.

When I was placed in classes, I was very happy to learn that I was assigned to 152, a very talented boarding class. Like a rewarded child, I skipped into the classroom with the teacher.

First day of stay

In the evening, my classmates and I couldn't wait to run into the dormitory. I am lying in this comfortable bed with unspeakable joy in my heart. But most students heard that there was no food in the canteen today, and they were taken away by their parents. It's time to cook. I and the other five students (Zhang Yu, Gao, Wang Zhixin, ) I walked to the canteen with trepidation. "There is food to eat!" A classmate exclaimed in surprise. Let those who are already familiar with the environment laugh and cry.

After dinner, we all washed up and got ready for bed. But I really can't sleep! Chatting with each other about their primary school stories, hip-hop laughter continued until midnight.

Thank you, classmates.

When I woke up the next day, I was spoiled as a child and encountered another problem-folding the quilt. I thought about it and didn't know what to do. At this time, a classmate seemed to see my difficulty. He not only helped me fold the quilt, but also taught me by hand. Introverted, I want to say thank you, but I can't say it, but I have a "thank you, classmate" hidden in my heart.

That day, I cried

My three-week stay familiarized me with life here. That night, I was lying in bed, full of thoughts, thinking of my parents, my wonderful primary school days and happy childhood ... I cried, without any sound and being noticed by anyone, but I cried and missed? Excited? Still crying silently?

The accommodation is really good.

I have been happy and crying for several weeks, but one day, I will get used to it. In short, the accommodation is really good!

A few days before entering Foshan Middle School, at noon, we could see a magnificent scene-seventh grade students rushed to the restaurant like arrows. That scene, like the water of the Yellow River, gushed, like the flood of the Yellow River, was out of control. Therefore, noon is often the "golden age" when food grabbing incidents occur.

In order to change this bad atmosphere, the school gave us a "sacred decree": we must queue up before eating. Let the students' union members set up "checkpoints" on all the roads leading to the canteen. Only by standing in line can we "release". Otherwise, you will be "detained". The effect of this method is obvious. But ... after another wave of unrest, there was another incident of jumping the queue. The students' union members are confused, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. At the class meeting, the class teacher couldn't help feeling: "It's really the waves behind the Yangtze River that push the waves before, and each generation is stronger than the next!" However, ginger is still old and spicy. The school leaders are really "wily", and our little tricks are simply "a piece of cake" for them. They promoted the head teacher and every teacher who ate to physical education committee members, and checked the number of people before going to eat. On the way, whoever dares to jump the queue, the class teacher will give him an ideological education with a lesson. Every "old class" may have practiced "The mouth of King Kong is not bad." In front of them, our little trick can only be candidly admit defeat Finally, an irresistible incident of "stealing" steamed bread came. The restaurant manager soon found that steamed bread was scarce, and the dormitory manager found steamed bread in the dormitory. However, the "old class" is also "willing but unable" to this kind of incident, and it is helpless to the dormitory administrator. The incident of "stealing" steamed bread spread to restaurants, dormitories and even classrooms. This is not only done in the seventh grade, but also in the eighth and ninth grades. No wonder they can't find a solution.

Although these incidents are completely contrary to the teacher's teaching, they are different in nature. The first two events improved students' ideological and moral cultivation, but the latter event didn't (because I also participated in "stealing" steamed bread). Ha ha.

After entering junior high school, military training is necessary. Speaking of military training is a kind of pain! If nothing else, you can't move even if you stand in a military posture for an hour. You don't feel anything when you stand, but when you rest, your back hurts, your legs hurt and your arms hurt, and you jump on me one after another. But when you see the instructor's serious face, we will cheer up and start training. Although we worked hard in military training, we still failed to win the Excellence Award. We are ashamed, but we can see that the instructor is still talking to other instructors with mirth. We are not ashamed! In the first monthly exam, I regained my confidence and made up my mind to surpass other classes. Say that finish, the instructor went away. Although the instructor has left, his military quality has always been engraved in my heart.

After the military training, I started formal classes. I don't know how others learned it. Anyway, I have made a promise in front of my parents that I will be admitted to a key high school. So, I made up my mind to study hard, listen carefully in class and finish the homework assigned by the teacher seriously. I can't let my parents down

The so-called national law, family rules and school discipline. During the lunch break that day, we didn't sleep in the whole dormitory, because we all brought our homework and didn't have the heart to sleep after finishing it, so we began to play and talk. Before you know it, it's time for students in the student union to take up their posts, but I don't know that the dormitory door is still open. I just looked up and stood for ten minutes. Fortunately, I didn't deduct it, otherwise the teacher would criticize me.

There are classes and health areas. This week, teachers from other schools visited our school, which made us very miserable. We had to clean up. I was assigned to clean the water room. The water room is too dirty to brush, so we don't want to do it. But when I think of the instructor, my heart is full of strength, but we cleaned it in an hour.

Junior high school life is the second step in my life. I will show my vitality in my three-year junior high school life and make my parents happy in the future.

Speaking of my life in senior one, it is most appropriate to sum it up in one word-busy. Many things come to me every day and every month, which makes me feel that time is always so scarce.

I remember when I first started school, the post of propaganda Committee made me too busy to take care of other things. Every time after lunch, I always rush to the classroom, turn on the computer as quickly as possible, start desperately editing and writing, and then fly to the printing room to print like lightning. Among them, teachers and principals in all subjects have no records, not to mention homework that is heavier than primary school.

That kind of "Yali" Alexander's homework always poses graceful posture in my pen. "Oh my God! How so many! " I don't know how many times my words have echoed in my ears. If the teacher kindly deletes an assignment, we will be as surprised and happy as seeing a butterfly flying when we were young.

Classroom seems busy, but if you add various extracurricular activities, you will become a person with a "busy" standard of living.

For example, the rich campus life, the group room and TV station have become my second base; I am indispensable to the "poetry meeting" and the activities in the class. Those commands, shouts and thoughts also occupy my time.

Life outside school is even more "terrible". Practice piano for more than 5 hours a week and calligraphy for one or two hours; By the way, there are all kinds of sports activities. They have kept my weekend almost as busy as a bee, but I don't want to have a lot of rehearsals and competitions to meet me-Zhongshan Citizen Orchestra has made me spend more than three hours a week, and every competition always makes me pass by quietly.

One word-busy!

Now, as I gradually adapt to junior high school life, I gradually turn "busy" into enrichment. I hope this kind of "busyness" can always enrich my world and time, instead of becoming a burden and complaint.

A drop of water can reflect the brilliance of the sun, a flower can decorate the beautiful spring, a screw can drive the machine to run, and a small thing can reflect the beauty in life ... In fact, there is beauty everywhere in life, and beauty is around, in ordinary small things.

On the weekend morning, I opened the curtains. Wow! It's a beautiful day. Mother said, "The weather is so good today, let's go to bask in the quilt!" " ""all right! " My father and I said in unison. So, our whole family went out. Dad takes the big quilt, mom takes the sheets and I take the small quilt. We dry big quilts, sheets and small quilts in turn. The quilt seems to be covered with a layer of golden clothes under the sunlight. Miss Feng is like a dynamic singer, blowing a quilt and "dancing". They are like happy children in the wind, as if they can fly away by loosening any clip. Grandpa Sun is like a dryer, warming quilts and sheets.

In the evening, mom and dad began to collect quilts. Suddenly, my mother's scream broke the silence just now: "It's over, the quilt of big sleep is gone, alas, it's all my carelessness ..." My mother began to blame herself. When I heard my mother's cry, I couldn't help crying, because it was made by my grandmother herself, which was extremely precious, but it was blown away by the wind. ...

After a while, I heard a quick knock at the door. "Knock, knock, knock-"My mother quickly opened the door and saw my neighbor's sister. Holding a quilt in her hand, she said, "Aunt, is this your quilt?" My mother looked at it and quickly said, "OK, OK, thank you!" " As for me, I smiled through tears and gave my sister a bright smile. It turned out that my little quilt was blown to the balcony of my sister's house by the wind.

Some people say that beauty is like cotton candy, sweet; Some people say that beauty is like a landscape painting with infinite charm; But I want to say that beauty is the sweet smile of my sister next door.

A movie is made up of multiple shots, and my junior high school life is like a colorful movie, and each shot is worth remembering.

Scene 1: a relaxing rest

Xu Xu, play a trick.

Ok, today I'll teach you to spin handstands. Look at this.

Oh, who hit me! Japanese rabbit, stop, eat my fist, brothers, hit him!

..... Stop fighting, I'm dying, I'm dying.

Ding, Ding.

Class begins, run, and the old class comes.

Scene 2: Busy afternoon self-study

Zheng Dong, have you finished the homework left by the old class?

What's the matter?

Lend me one.

Nice try, money!

How to make money?

3 yuan

No, 2 yuan.

No, No.2. 5 yuan.

Ok, deal.

Here you are 19. The question is wrong. Don't copy.

Order, do it right away

Don't forget my salary.

I know

Scene 3: Horrible geography class

This part is geography. Where is my cane?

In ... here.

Yan Bohong, all you know is that eating silly and sleeping sticky. Come here.

(Yan walks over trembling)

Ah, it hurts.

(Yan screams with a stick)

You, you, and you, get up here!

……

Class is finally over. Does it hurt?

Nonsense, you try.

I'm not going. If I go, I have to kneel down and beg some buddies to carry me.

Don't! !

Life is like a movie, and junior high school life is like an intriguing shot in the movie. Because of the accumulation in my life, I have taken a group of moving pictures!

Junior high school life, so near, so far, I caught junior high school life!

First-year students live Chinese composition 500 words 7 My winter vacation life

Year of the snake passed, and the Year of the Horse came quietly. I also had a happy and fulfilling winter vacation in this year. Want to know how I spent it? Please listen to me slowly. -inscription

Money rain

The Spring Festival is coming, and it's time to collect red envelopes. There are many red envelopes this year! "Uncle, hurry up and hand over the red envelope, otherwise, hum ..." "Grandpa and grandma, I'll pay you a New Year call, don't forget my red envelope!" "Aunt, I did well in the exam this year. Is there a bonus in the red envelope? " ... wow! There are many red envelopes. I like this moment best-sitting on the bed and scattering a handful of lucky money. I feel that I am caught in a "money rain". I believe I will have a good dream tonight.

bulk purchase

With so many lucky money, of course I'm going shopping. When I came to the county seat, I bought a bottle of good wine for my grandfather, a pair of comfortable cotton shoes for my grandmother and some supplements to show my granddaughter's filial piety. I also went to the supermarket to buy a lot of candy and snacks, ready to share with my brothers and sisters. Of course, I also bought my favorite literary works, teaching AIDS, exercises and other books in the bookstore to enrich my brain.

The book of the sea

The new year has passed, and I have completed a few winter vacation homework, so I can't be idle for the next few days. So I began to wander in the ocean of books. Reading Journey to the West, I appreciate the Monkey King's good skills of exorcism; Looking at the Water Margin, I felt one hundred and eight outlaws in America. Looking at Aesop's fables, I learned the truth of being a man in a small fable. ...

Alas, my happy and full winter vacation will soon pass, and school will start soon. I am beginning to yearn for the arrival of the next winter vacation.

Everyone has encountered too many setbacks and failures in life. These setbacks and failures may make you a person who can only turn around in circles; It is also possible to be a person who will keep looking for an exit where he falls and will succeed. There is one thing in my life that left a deep memory for me, and I can never get enough of it.

I remember when I was in the second grade, I was about to learn to scramble eggs. I poured the oil first, and then I shot. Bang, bang, bang failed several times. What happened? I'm getting a little impatient. Bend down and observe carefully for a while, and find nothing wrong, and then start to switch. I tried my best to turn on the fire. I forgot to turn it over when I was arguing again. As a result, scrambled eggs, which were supposed to be delicious, turned black and hard. I turned off the fire and sat on the sofa, annoyed and disappointed.

People often say, "It seems easier said than done." Exactly. Although I failed this time, I am not reconciled. Whenever I have time, I wonder why the eggs are burnt. How to make it not paste? As the days passed, I found a few key points, and then I started my first dish with confidence. First, I prepared a wok, oil, salt and eggs. Start frying, fire immediately, put a little oil, and put the eggs in the pot after the oil bubbles. At this time, the fire should be bigger, and slowly turn the eggs with chopsticks. After about seven or eight minutes, the eggs are out of the pot. Golden color and delicious taste. I am happy that I have succeeded.

Failure and frustration are just a "paper tiger". As long as you are not frightened by it, you will be more afraid of difficulties and more indomitable, and success is at your feet.

Grade 5 of Xiyuan Primary School in ranghulu district, Daqing, Heilongjiang: Ma Hongchuan.

The life of 500 words in the first grade Chinese composition 9 The life of the first grade will come when you say it, and you will leave when you say it. When we "slackers" are still immersed in the sunny summer vacation after primary school graduation, the hateful military training has eagerly embraced me; When the entrance examination for the first grade of the school was successfully completed, the terrible fact came again: I am about to enter the second grade! I really have to sigh that time really passes as fast as running water. Thinking of waving goodbye to my lovely junior, I became a little confused and at a loss during the strange and familiar learning journey.

Scene 1: Sighing during the midterm review.

Unconsciously, the mid-term exam of the first semester has been secretly welcoming us. I really don't want to review! But considering the Sun Scholarship after the storm, I had to bury myself in a boring pile of books. Looking back on last year's mid-term exam, I was so busy reviewing that it was the first semester in a blink of an eye! I used to think that junior high school was always far away from us, but now I am no longer naive. Because I am afraid that if I am naive, the next day will come again.

Scene 2: When I am walking on campus.

If time is not pressing, I will not race against time with my roommates to rush to the dormitory and sit firmly on the throne of the first bather. I hate this life of coming and going. It always makes people leave in a hurry before they can enjoy the scenery next to them. When I wander around the campus full of books, I always walk slowly, because I don't want time to pass too fast, and I don't want to bring this unforgettable first day because of the passage of time.

Lens 3: Am I worthy of myself?

Although I will become a junior two student in the fantastic September, I still have to ask myself: am I worthy of myself? Am I tolerant? Am I lazy? I think, God is fair, and he will let me witness it in practice.

Busy senior one, lonely senior one, happy senior one ... I remember the reverie of junior high school life that the summer vacation of grade six is about to begin, and it all happened yesterday. I can only say that it comes faster and goes faster!

It has been 20 years since Senior One achieved 500 words of life Chinese composition. It is much more developed now than it was 20 years ago. Now let me introduce what happened on my day!

Now scientists have invented a magical medicine-elixir of life. None of us will grow old and ugly.

Each of us has a lovely robot at home. They will call you the master. If you want to buy clothes, you can buy your favorite styles without going by yourself. If you are hungry, you can ask the robot to cook for you. He can cook delicious food from all over the world.

Bao Xiao, Bao Xiao, I forgot to tell you, this is the name of my robot! It replied, what do you need, master? I said that Bao Xiao will soon become a car, and I'm going to the barber shop in Tang Rui! I got there quickly in a Bao Xiao car. When I arrived, I told Tang Rui that I would wash my hair first and then get a bob. Tang Rui shouted, Xiao Bai, come out and get to work. I immediately flew into the air. Xiaobai first sprinkled some water on my head with its "manual" faucet, then turned it into shampoo, and then kneaded the white bubbles. When it is clean, it will make a bbb sound, which is an important reminder. Xiaobai will be fine if she washes it again. This boring morning has finally passed. In the afternoon, I flew to South Korea by plane from Bao Xiao to have afternoon tea. I ordered almond cakes and a cup of coffee. I am eating slowly. It's almost 4 o'clock. I said Bao Xiao, let's go home. We got home less than half an hour before the speed of light. It should have been impossible 20 years ago, but there is nothing impossible about 20xx.

Soon in the evening, I asked Bao Xiao to prepare a western food and red wine for me. Suddenly, my mobile phone received a short message saying that Tang Rui was coming to my house for dinner. I agreed and asked Bao Xiao to prepare the same dinner as me. After knocking at the door, I opened the door. Xiaobai played with Bao Xiao, and Tang Rui had dinner with me.

This is our life in 20xx years.

500 words 1 1 Time slips away like an hourglass. Standing at the door of the class, my thoughts turn around. This group of classmates who accompany me day and night have brought me unlimited fun in the past year of senior one.

"Come on!" I shouted loudly to cheer for the members on the playground. I saw the students staggering on both sides of the rope. Before the game started, the two players had already started a round of "war of words". Our players all left a message: "Wait, I'll show you what spike is!" " The enemy team showed no weakness:

"Hum, the victory must be ours!" With the harsh "beep", the tug-of-war began, and the players on both sides immediately went down the mountain like tigers, sucking their own milk one by one.

I saw that some of them circled the rope several times with their hands, and some stood behind as the "finale" heavyweight players. They all lunged with their legs, leaned back slightly, and held the rope tightly with their arms. With the neat sound of the horn, the enemy was finally defeated. Although the game is over, those hard-working figures have left an indelible impression in my mind.

An unremarkable recess, but in the hearts of some of our classmates, is extraordinary. I'm afraid to prepare the theme of my speech-if I only have three days left. We will hold an impromptu speech contest next class. In my nervous and expectant mood, the bell rang and the game began in the sweet voice of the little host.

The speaker stepped onto the platform with his head held high. Their speeches were wonderful or bad, which made my heart ache. What would I do? It's finally my turn. I took a deep breath and walked to the podium with a heart. But when I saw dozens of pairs of sparkling eyes under the stage, my fear suddenly vanished. I believe I can do it well! With everyone watching, I started my speech. ...

Looking back on the past year of senior one, I not only gained knowledge, but also gained joy. Those things in the first day will always shine in my memory, and I will move towards a brighter second day with confidence and hope!

500 words 12 carefree childhood, lost the innocent and romantic primary school time, I stepped into the gate of the middle school campus and started my colorful junior high school life.

When I first entered this new class, I saw a face of Qvanxian Zhang. Their laughter reminds me of my lively and lovely primary school classmates. Seeing every new teacher, everything they wrote and said on the blackboard reminded me of the kind first teacher. My first year of life was sour.

When I am moping in my seat, my classmates are very concerned about me. When I need help, they will lend a helping hand I also made three good girlfriends here, Du, Qiu and Zhang. I am really happy. My life in senior one is very sweet.

When the exam came, I saw the annoying "X" and heard the teacher's criticism. When my parents asked for grades, I was embarrassed to go home. My life as a freshman is "spicy".

The final exam is coming, and the homework and simulation papers are gradually increasing. The homework alone makes me breathless, and the test paper comes quickly. Writing at school and at home; Write in class and after class; Write during the day and at night; ..... I'm not free all day. My life in senior one is very bitter.

My first life was really interesting, mixed with "ups and downs". These are just some episodes of my first life. This group has brought me childless happiness and made my life more fulfilling and enjoyable. ...

A thousand words, only one sentence: I love my interesting first-year life!

500 words 13 of the composition of life language in the first day of junior high school, as beautiful as flowers and jade, like water flowing for years.

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The more beautiful things are, the easier it is to die, just like my first life. From the moment I stepped into Class 7, Grade 7, No.1 Middle School of Corps, I was closely tied to it, laughing for me and sorrowing for me ... God treated me very well! As soon as I arrived at the first grade, I was admitted to Class 7. From then on, a kind and experienced head teacher, a gentle and talented deputy head teacher, and a large group of sunny and distinctive students will accompany me through the whole three spring and autumn study life. When I was still in a daze, the final exam of the first semester came. After learning that geography, biology, history and a series of "resumption classes" have to be formally tested, my heart is cold from the inside out! You know, in the first semester of junior high school, when my "biological clock" was not adjusted, biology and geography classes happened to be the most sleepy time for me. These two courses are synonymous with "sleeping class"! In desperation, I reluctantly picked up a brand-new book and turned it page by page. After only a few flips, I lost confidence. I can't understand any of the red and green topographic maps and strange cells in the book! With the belief of success and failure, extremely diligent review can also be said to be preview! At that time, I thought: even if I fight for this life, I will be admitted! Fortunately, he didn't die later. Not only that, I actually did well in the exam, with an average of 90 points in all subjects! After this terrible "battle", I dare not be absent-minded in class any more. The results have really improved a lot this time. Recalling those "Days of Our Lives", I felt a lot at the moment. The prime of life no longer comes, and it will be difficult to wake up one day. Clean up your mood and walk towards the life of the second day with a smile!

As a small environmental guardian, I began to pay attention to low carbon. Since the last time the school called on us to participate in the "Earth Lights Out for One Hour" activity, I have actively suggested that my parents should also join in the low-carbon life. Today, I will talk about our low-carbon life.

Let's start with saving water. On the floor of our bathroom, there are five colorful pots and two buckets. Don't underestimate these humble things, they have made great contributions to saving water in our home.

You see, every time my mother washes rice and vegetables, she will pour rice washing water and vegetable washing water directly into that small green bucket; Every time I wash my hands, I will take the initiative to put a small red basin in the basin. When you wash your hands with the water in the faucet, the washed water will flow directly into the small red basin. After washing my hands, I will carefully pour the water from the washbasin into a bigger yellow basin; When taking a bath, my mother will let me stand in the big blue bathtub and let the bath water flow into the bathtub. After soaking your feet at night, you naturally stay in the bucket. In this way, day after day, the flowers at home are washed with rice soup. Toilets are flushed with washed waste water. According to my mother, our family can save several tons of water every month now! It seems that saving water is a good thing to kill two birds with one stone, which not only protects the environment, but also saves water charges. Hehe, why don't we do it?

Now low-carbon life will always appear in our home. As soon as we finish learning, my brother and I will take the initiative to turn off the lights. Sometimes whoever accidentally forgets to turn off the light will surely be severely criticized by the other party: "You wasted electricity again!" " "It seems that saving water and electricity has now become a living habit of our family.

Waste is a way of life, and frugality is also a way of life. We can "look forward to the sages and sages of the past, and be frugal and successful." "For the waste of earth resources, the consequences are even more terrible. Each of us is the master of the earth. Facing the test of the depletion of the earth's resources, we should start from ourselves, start from a low-carbon life, and strive to turn limited resources into an infinite cycle.

500 words 15 bid farewell to primary school, and the oncoming junior high school. I am full of confidence when I think that I will spend a whole year in middle school.

The scenery on campus is really beautiful. In autumn, osmanthus trees will "compete for fragrance", but the small petals emit charming and long fragrance, which makes the whole campus feel relaxed and happy.

In the morning, every class on campus is so full of energy. The students read and recited aloud, and even the birds joined in the singing. What beautiful students look at pictures in the morning!

My life in grade one is completely different from that in primary school, and my whole heart is full of ups and downs. It gives us opportunities and possibilities, but it also brings me new goals and challenges. I am very confident. My father often encourages me to say, "Only when you plant an acre of seeds will you reap an acre of grain. Learning any knowledge is bitter before sweet. " I firmly remember it.

In my first year of study and life, the amount of homework also increased greatly. Compared with primary schools, it can be said that it has increased several times. Every night, homework is piled up on my desk. Of course, no matter how much homework you have, you should write it carefully. No matter how difficult the knowledge is, you must study hard.

Life in the first grade is a bit bittersweet, and I am also interested in the joys and sorrows. I found that although I have many classes and long study hours every day, I work hard at school from 7 am to 4: 30 pm, but I am still full of energy and never complain about being tired. Even if I fail the exam occasionally, I can calm down, find the right reason and try my best to catch up. I have the belief that "everything is tempered into steel" in my heart!

My life in grade one is also happy, because the knowledge in my mind is growing, I have made more good friends, and all the teachers are so kind.

"The deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night." Six years in primary school seems to pass like lightning. I think three years in junior high school should be faster. My first grade, my 70 1 class, is full of energy every day, and interesting things happen every day. I cherish every day, happy every day, progress every day!

My first life, I came to you with confidence!