Junior one life composition

No matter in school or in society, when it comes to composition, everyone is certainly familiar with it. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. What is the composition you have seen? The following are seven life compositions of senior one that I have compiled. Welcome everyone to refer to it, I hope I can help you.

Now is a fast-paced world, and it is difficult for us to focus on one thing for a long time. Our time is naturally divided into many "fragments". One fragment looks useless, and thousands of fragments in Qian Qian make up today's fragmented life. Simply put, the debris is caused by the development of the Internet and smart phones. Almost everything related to our work and life can be done on the mobile phone. We can go shopping in Taobao when we go to the toilet, and we can brush a Weibo when we take time off from work. What seems to be using time is actually a waste of energy and money.

I feel almost hopeless about the debris. Many people are used to leaving their mobile phones at home. On buses, subways or when walking, we can see people looking down at their mobile phones. Everyone seems to be busy, but how many people have seen something meaningful, so that we can make some progress every day? Most people are used to this lifestyle, and even don't look at their mobile phones before going to bed every night, just like something is missing in life. From this point of view, the so-called fragmentation time seems to be useless except wasting our time and our lives.

But everything has two sides. If we can make good use of these fragments, it will be another scene. What do students do to do their homework every day? Playing games? Or reading a book? After several years, people who play games get nothing, even neglect their studies, while those who study don't know that they have read dozens or even hundreds of famous books, which enriches their knowledge and improves their writing ability. Don't underestimate the debris. What if you spend 25 minutes learning English every day? This is going to talk about me. My mother taught me an English expression since I was a child. "Ten miles a day, no more, no less" means driving ten miles a day, no more, no less, but every day. If you can persist in doing one thing for a long time, no matter what it is, you will succeed. Since the third grade, I have spent 25 minutes in oral English class for foreign teachers every day. At first, I felt that the time was too short and it would not have any effect. But after a long time, I found that I not only improved my oral English, but also became more and more interested in English learning. I even want to chat with foreigners every time I see them. This is my greatest achievement. If I am interested in learning, I won't worry about not learning well. Then talk about the fragmentation time I can use every day. Before I have English class every day, I have to finish my homework, turn on the computer, preview English, look up words, take notes and wait for class. It is also valuable to wait for a few minutes before class. You can read the English text several times more. Sleep after class. No, read for ten minutes before going to bed. What I want to say most is the time to take the subway on my way to school every day. I used to be in a daze every day or send messages to my mother for more than ten minutes. Later, my mother told me that the plan of the day lies in the morning, which is the best time for people to have the best spirit and memory in a day. If we can use these ten minutes to review yesterday's English words or yesterday's ancient poems, the learning effect will be greatly improved every day. I really did it. I feel that this journey is no longer so boring, and it feels very fulfilling, and it also reduces the review time at night.

I hope everyone can make better use of these fragments. Our life is no longer entangled in the internet and mobile phones. Let's try a new way of life and have a brand-new look.

There is such a place in the second article of the first-year living composition. I grew up in this season, and quietly planted a seed for the future here. I cried and quarreled, but I deeply loved this school.

Many times, on campus, my favorite time is the short free time. I like walking around the campus, surrounded by the golden sunset. Looking up, it is a sky painted with fiery red clouds; Next to me is a girl who laughs all day.

We walked together in the spring campus, counting the leaves of the sunny forest and watching the smiling flowers embrace the spring breeze. I often listen quietly, listening to her talk about happy things today. What movies I watched at home on weekends, what songs I accidentally remembered, and what new things I heard through hearsay all turned into laughter and flew to the depths of time.

The wheat straw in April is intoxicating. On the physical education class, I took her hand and strolled towards the spring flowers.

"Look, the white one must be apricot flowers!"

"I feel more like a pear flower."

The five petals gradually changed from dark pink to pure white and were translucent in the sun. She stood on tiptoe and sniffed the lovely flowers carefully.

"hmm ... a faint fragrance." She closed her eyes, as if she had been deeply intoxicated in this spring.

We walked on, and a warm wind came at us. She reached out to touch it, and the wind slowly slipped through her fingers.

"I really like this weather. It is neither cold in winter nor hot in summer. " She whispered.

"Me too." I echoed it gently.

Yes, we all love spring on campus, gentle spring on campus, gentle spring on campus.

I'm glad that you appeared in my campus life. I am lucky to meet you. We have never had a red face, and we have never quarreled, because many times, even if there are more troubles, you will turn into wordless understanding and tolerance like the spring breeze. My campus life, because of you, is no longer a monotonous color, but a brilliant spring.

Junior high school life keeps me busy. ...

Entering the middle school of Hongsibao No.2 Middle School, I ushered in a new semester with a nervous mood. When I looked at a strange face, I was immediately shocked. When I looked at my face with a stern expression, I was particularly scared. What does my junior high school life mean during these three years of study?

It's been two weeks since school started. During these two weeks of study and entering a new environment, I was deeply touched. The political teacher gave us an assignment, and everyone in the class had to remember his name, which confused our class. There are only 63 students in the whole class, so many, can you remember them in a day or two? However, there is nothing wrong with this, and it doesn't sound so difficult. The teacher just wants us to get familiar with the new environment and meet new classmates and teachers! ! ! When I first entered junior high school, it turned out that junior high school was not as good as I thought. I thought it was so free! The word "junior high school" is really unbelievable! Do more homework, do more homework! When I come back one day, I have to do my homework until after midnight, and I can't officially rest until after midnight. I am so tired and sleepy! ! ! There is no room for freedom at all, but just get used to it! There are still three years before the senior high school entrance examination. In these three years, I must stick to it and not be intimidated by difficulties. ...

This "My Junior High School Life" is carefully selected, and the material seems to be tailor-made for the theme. "When I look at my face with a stern expression, I feel particularly scared" and "When I look at a strange face, I suddenly feel shocked" and other details are vivid and realistic.

The life of the first day in memory is like the stars in the sky, some are radiant and some are bleak; It is like a shell on the beach, some are white and shiny, and some are worn out. And my happy first year of life has become the brightest star in the sky and the biggest shell on the beach ... It's crisp in autumn and I'm excited to step into the middle school gate. Became a middle school student and started a busy middle school life. 13 years old, I am looking forward to a different first-year life.

But strange campus, strange teachers, strange classmates, heavier learning pressure jumped into my field of vision, and I felt as if the burden on my shoulders was heavier and I was confused about the future.

ferment

Whenever my teacher writes down ancient poems and neat characters on the blackboard, I can't help thinking of my first teacher. He took me by the hand, led me into the primary school gate and taught me to spell, read and read aloud. Stepping into this spacious classroom, I remembered that small primary school classroom. At this time, the life of the first day is sour!

sweet food

Whenever I sit in my seat, frowning and unhappy, my classmates are very caring for me: whenever I encounter a problem and want to give up, my classmates will always lend a helping hand; Whenever I encounter setbacks and fall on the "runway", my classmates will always come to help me and accompany me through the difficulties. Life in grade one is sweet at this time!

difficult

By the mid-term and final exams, the number of papers and homework has gradually increased, which almost makes me breathless, but I still have to persist and know that I can't give up. I recite it in the morning, at noon and at night; Write in class, after class and at home; …

There is no leisure time all day, and the life of the first grade is bitter at this time!

fragrant

An exam, when the test paper was handed out, faced with those annoying crosses, the criticism of teachers and parents, and their own disappointment,

Helpless, sad tears will always stay, dripping on the bright red cross, in stark contrast to the white paper. At this time, the life of the first day is spicy!

Today, it's finally time for students' military training. I am so excited! The teacher shouted "Let's go!" I saw you "boys and girls" carrying small bags and big bags, rushing to the door of the classroom and rushing to the bus bound for the training base. Poor me, I was almost squeezed into a "meat pie". When I finally tried my best to stick my head out of the crowded crowd, I found that my classmates had run downstairs, and they didn't even notice me as the "head teacher". So sad!

Sitting on the bus, the students began to ask each other what you brought, how much money he brought and who brought the mobile phone. I wonder if the weather is cold these days ... everyone's excitement is really getting higher and higher as the destination approaches, and I am resting quietly against the window because of motion sickness. Later, everyone began to "sing loudly" and sing revolutionary songs. I was also infected by the song and sang along with it. We also do crossword puzzles and tell jokes, and the car is full of laughter and laughter ... In this way, we unconsciously came to the long-awaited education base-"Jiaozuo Sunshine Education Base".

When we got off the bus, we were shocked: "What beautiful flowers!" I don't know who started sighing. "Comrades, from this second on, our devil training began, and later some suffered. Hey, dear comrades, we will not' die in the battlefield'! " Another "unknown soldier" reminded us with exaggerated words, which attracted a burst of laughter.

Under the guidance of a beautiful female instructor, we went to our dormitory and began to clean up. I saw, wow, there are so many beds, and they are also "floor beds". Because of the freshness, I quickly grabbed an upper berth. As soon as I put my things away, I heard a crisp whistle, followed by a sentence "gather!" " The students all rushed out. I almost fell off the "floor bed" when I was nervous. As I ran, I thought, "Are we going to start training now?"

After we lined up, another beautiful female instructor said to us, "Come with me." Then the students obediently followed the female instructor to a square. As the female instructor said "salute!" The passionate national anthem sounded, and the students raised their right hands to salute the Young Pioneers team and watched the bright five-star red flag slowly rise. I don't know why, but this time it feels very different. I feel like a soldier, and I have more responsibility and determination in my heart.

After the flag-raising ceremony, the leader announced: "Military training begins!" I'm going to spend these six days of military training happily.

At the training base, we were lucky enough to meet a female instructor. Her name is Faye Wong. She is wearing a beautiful military uniform. I think this is the most beautiful dress for girls. I envy it. Besides, we have a male instructor named Liu Zixuan, who is also very handsome. We feel so happy.

These days, every day, in the most shocking slogan of "self-confidence, self-improvement, hard work and success", we stood in a military posture, marched in a hurry, ran and turned left and right, and learned to clean the house, make the bed, cover the sheets and fold the "tofu" quilt. The instructor also said humorously, "What are you stacking, stinky tofu quilt?" Everyone laughed into a ball. Although we are very tired these days, we are very happy. Instructors are like our big sisters. At night, I kicked off the quilt and she covered it for me, which made me feel very warm and kind.

As I wish, I live a happy and full life every day. But the fourth night, when we went to the outdoor training ground, I don't know who said, "I miss my mother." Other people's mothers came to see me several times. My mother never came to see me once. I miss her so much. " At some point, she actually began to cry. Other students were also infected by her. Many girls cried, but I didn't cry. Actually, I miss my mother, too. Tears swirled in my eyes, but I told myself: I can't cry, be strong, because I am the monitor! The instructor couldn't help but look at us and let us rest in place. He went to play basketball. And I looked at the crying female classmates and ran to comfort them and said, "My parents didn't come, and I didn't cry. We should learn to be strong. Besides, we will go back soon. How kind they are to us here, just like at home. Don't cry, a beautiful face won't be beautiful if it cries again! " I hold that classmate and let her lean on my shoulder, so that she can feel some warmth. I listened to her crying for her mother, tears almost came out, and ran to the front of the queue. However, tears still can't help rolling down, but I'm not sad, just thinking about how good my parents are at home. I finally understand now, even their nagging. At this moment, I really want to hear it.

In a word, I learned a lot during the six-day military training. I was deeply moved by the teacher's earnest instruction and the careful care of my parents. I am more sure that I will repay their love with my own actions in the future. I hope students will remember: self-confidence, self-improvement, hard work and success!

The life time of grade one and grade six in junior high school passes quietly like running water. Inadvertently, our first grade life has ended. Although school is about to start, the situation during military training seems to be yesterday, and the excitement and freshness at school seem to have been felt only last week. In the past year, there were many unforgettable times in my junior high school life.

Looking back on the chorus competition, we practiced for a long time before the competition. There is a physical activity class, we practice in the classroom, because we can't move on the playground, and the students all look listless. When practicing, we are either fast or untidy. Seeing our performance, the teacher said angrily, "How can you take part in the competition like this?" ? Cheer up and keep practicing! "In the teacher's reprimand angrily, we practice again and again. Finally, we finally achieved a good result. After the game, the teacher gave each of us a mint, and the freshness of mint lingered in my heart for a long time.

And that broadcast gymnastics competition, we kept practicing in physical education class every class. Even Mr. Hou came to the playground to supervise us, but there are still some students who don't do exercises seriously. The teacher always lets them practice alone. A few days later, the game finally came, and the students United as one, and even the most naughty students got serious. Finally, our class won the second prize. Students and teachers are very happy. ......

My senior one life is full and unforgettable. I must study hard to make my senior two life more colorful!

The life of grade one and grade seven in junior high school is in hot summer. At this time, I always go to menstruation's house in the mountains for a few days. My aunt's home is not in the mountains, but there are her favorite career and her favorite mountains, flowers and plants in the mountains.

That morning, I was still sleepy, so I went to my aunt's house with my father. With the fresh air, I gradually wake up. It turns out that the car has already left the city, and the refreshing breeze is blowing, which is very comfortable. Accompanied by the "rushing" sound of the stream and the crisp sound of birds, my mood is like white clouds in the sky, stretching freely. I can't help feeling: "My aunt is really happy, living in this fairyland on earth, a paradise." Dad immediately said, "That's not true. Your aunt was bitter, tired and in poor health a few years ago. " So dad suddenly spoke.

I remember it was when my aunt just got married. In order to improve the embarrassing situation at home, they followed the footsteps of cattle farms in the mountains and raised cattle together in the mountains. Because the cattle farm is in a field far away from the village, everyone thinks it is harmless to people, so they concentrate on milk production and have no time to take care of the dirty, messy and smelly environment around them. Cow dung is just piled up in the periphery to dry naturally, and the sewage from the cattle farm flows freely, especially in high temperature weather, people are almost afraid to get close. Mosquitoes and flies always get together, and they keep buzzing. More often, tables and benches are black, and sometimes a slap in the face can always kill several. At that time, my aunt didn't know whether she was tired or the environment was difficult to adapt to. She is always in constant pain. Sometimes she has a cold, sometimes her skin is allergic, and sometimes her waist and legs hurt, which makes her father feel heartbroken.

But that was all in the past. Now, the dairy farms that are aware of the importance of environmental protection have been moved and the facilities have been improved a lot. They finally lived a good life. Speaking of which, Dad smiled comfortably. I laughed too.

Driving to the entrance of the village, in the distance, in a lush forest, several rows of houses appeared, with white walls and red tiles, which were very eye-catching. My aunt had been waiting for me at the intersection.

When I got off the bus, I hugged my aunt and said with a smile, "I'm in your paradise again. I'm going to be a fairy." "Yes," said my aunt, "you can stay as long as you want. Now, our life is more comfortable than that of city people. You see, the windows are bright and clean, the environment is elegant, and there are many modern facilities. It is greener, more environmentally friendly and more economical than the city. " My aunt kept saying.

Now the technology is really advanced! Aunt praised that all the waste was used and it really turned waste into treasure. You see, cow dung has been fermented and turned into a biogas digester, which provides us with gas and lighting. Part of the sewage is used as organic fertilizer to irrigate the vegetable garden and orchard next to it. Every year, the orchards next to it are more and more lush, which brings us more economic benefits. Some sewage has been treated, reused, cleaned, watered and so on. Now, our place is really getting better and better. I don't want to leave here at all My aunt has been talking excitedly.

The oriental glow has spread all over the forest, and the dew on the leaves has begun to glow with golden light. Aunt's face is also like being plated with a layer of golden light, embedded in this white wall, red tiles, green trees and blue sky, so harmonious and beautiful.

I know my aunt's life is happy. Her happy life is related to her dreams, as well as the blue sky and white clouds around her.