The story of my school and my composition in Grade One.

1. Story composition between me and a school 450

I love school because it is an all-inclusive online book.

When I entered junior high school, the computer room provided me with an opportunity to see the outside world. The sound and beauty room has cultivated my aesthetic sentiment, and the library has brought me into the ocean of books. Bacon once said, "Reading makes one wise, poetry makes one wise, and mathematics makes one wise.

People are thoughtful, science makes people profound, ethics makes people solemn, and logical rhetoric makes people eloquent. "All subjects have been taught by teachers, and the patient and meticulous explanations nourish our hearts. We are eager to study all subjects.

Knowledge. The school is an all-encompassing online book. I like school because it is a beautiful garden.

In spring, everything is revived, flowers are blooming, the breeze is blowing gently, and flowers and Ye Er are laughing. In summer, the fragrance is fragrant, and the lotus flowers in the school pond are blooming, pink as a bowl of petals and green as a lotus leaf of an umbrella. A breeze blows clearly.

The water in the pool is sparkling; In winter, persimmons like little red lanterns are hung on the treetops, which brings people the joy of harvest. The school in winter is still full of vitality, and the evergreen holly is arranged like a soldier who sticks to his post.

Both sides of the road add the green of life to the monotonous winter. The school is a beautiful garden with four distinct seasons. I love school because it is bittersweet music.

Only a happy life is not a perfect life, and only a bittersweet life is a perfect life. Looking back, there are tears of failing in the exam and pride of getting a high score certificate; There are drudgery and amusement parks in the middle of the night.

Chasing and playing with classmates and friends, chasing each other with grades, music mixed with bitterness and joy in school, parents' hopes, teachers' expectations and classmates' friendship are the beating notes in music, and school is an exchange of bitterness and joy.

Weave music. I love school, because it is a sky full of mutual help.

The road of life is bumpy, and there will always be difficulties at any time. Whenever we are confused, the school holds up a sky of mutual assistance for us. Here, encourage and persuade, trust and help each other in school.

Everyone will cheer up again, summon up courage and stride forward on the "sincere brick" paved by teachers and classmates. Here, the wind and rain will dissipate, and only a red sun will shine. I also felt the warmth of the collective. After I got sick, the teacher

The meticulous care of my classmates made me feel the true feelings of the world. That's hope, that's pursuit, that's strength. Therefore, countless friends who have gone through hardships, let us step into the sky supported by the school and find a spiritual comfort.

The blending of love. School is a sky full of mutual help.

I love school. The school is an all-inclusive online book, a beautiful garden, a joy mixed with bitterness, and a sky full of mutual help.

2. I and my school composition

After school, I walked around the campus and looked at the familiar campus aimlessly. My thoughts are surging! In this century-old prestigious school, I have experienced a long and tortuous but happy and fulfilling growth process; I not only enriched my knowledge, but also enhanced my organizational ability, self-confidence and other qualities; More importantly, I also made up for some shortcomings in my personality and improved my moral cultivation and ideological realm. I grew up from a immature child to a sensible primary school graduate, a teenager with youthful ideals who is about to enter the middle school campus. This campus has given me too much. She's like my other home. She is my school-Putian Experimental Primary School.

In September 2005, my mother sent me to this school. Since then, I have been telling the story of my school every day. Campus life is colorful. I remember that I was a senior one who didn't know the importance of learning. Every day, the homework assigned by the teacher can be finished in ten minutes. I don't finish it until ten o'clock, and my mother is nearby, but I still do it slowly. The next day, I found that I forgot to do my homework and was scolded by the teacher. Now I think it's funny! By the third day, with the help of my teacher, I got rid of this bad habit, improved my learning methods a lot, and my academic performance became excellent. Under the influence of my classmates and teachers, I gradually became confident, spoke actively in class and communicated happily with my classmates after class. Every day, I grow up happily in this campus. Now I am a happy child in the eyes of my parents, a three-good student in the eyes of my teacher and a good friend in the eyes of my classmates, but I am still a little girl with many shortcomings in my eyes. For more than five years, I have thrived in the cradle of school, holding heavy awards, which can witness my growth in school for more than five years. Thank you for everything the school has done!

My life in school for more than five years will be the most unforgettable memory in my life. Looking back on the past, I am extremely proud. Looking forward to the future, I am full of confidence. Let me thank my alma mater with the most sincere words: thank you! I believe that the centenary celebration of my alma mater will be a new starting point for connecting the past with the future and pioneering and innovating! I first came here more than ten years ago. At that time, I was still in kindergarten and everyone was arranged to visit the school. In my vague childhood impression, there are some gray low-rise buildings on campus, which are the characteristics of the old city in the 1920s and 1930s, and they are very inconspicuous. However, I have an indissoluble bond with Jinan Middle School.

In the summer of the new century, I officially stepped into the gate of Tieyi No.1 Middle School, a junior high school student. When I first entered school, the old wooden plaque made of cement was in a state of disrepair and looked a little broken. The situation doesn't match the prestigious city middle school status at all, and I'm not familiar with which factory is on the verge of closure. Vertically, there are two teaching buildings in the campus, and the newly renovated central garden is magnificent and can be regarded as a landmark building in the park.

The next military training in the first day of junior high school made me unforgettable for a long time. The huge playground is full of loess and gravel, the bright sunshine dances on the playground, and the angular stone particles make everyone ache from head to toe. This amusement park is like the Sahara Desert in North Africa when Wan Li is clear. The wind suddenly rises, flying sand and stones, and the sky is dark, making people blind; Muddy swamps are found in rainy days, which often accumulate for several days, making it difficult for people to get involved and flinch.

In such a difficult environment, Jinan Middle School has gradually developed. The impressive entrance examination for senior high school entrance examination made this school famous overnight and spread all over Qilu. This is an old school with a history of more than 50 years.

Today, the gate has been renovated, and the building is solemn, revealing the rigorous academic spirit of Jinan Middle School. The library science and technology building standing in front of the door rises like a ship ready to go, and its bright colors are full of modern innovations. The playground, which once faced the loess with its back facing the sky, was also replaced by a standardized plastic venue.

It has been four years from junior high school to senior high school. As the saying goes, "just a classmate and teenager, full of scholar spirit, called Fang Qiu". Time flies, time is like gold. Former classmates and friends parted ways in the senior high school entrance examination and embarked on a new journey. The classmates I met always asked me kindly, "What are we like?" After listening to this, I was very moved and felt lucky to stay.

The heavy high school curriculum makes me breathless. Looking at the opposite junior high school teaching building alone in my spare time, I was filled with emotion. The naughty figure in the corridor is familiar, and the classroom is still echoing the teacher's lecture on the next page of Tian Tian Composition Network 123. Things are different, swaying like yesterday. I suddenly came back. A year ago, I was still struggling there day and night, but the purpose was simply ridiculous-I hoped to attend a lecture in a high school dozens of meters away.

In the three years of junior high school, I was fortunate to know a group of lively, cheerful or gentle and introverted good classmates and friends. Different styles, but caring teachers preach and teach to solve doubts. In the past three years, there have been laughter, tears and more gains. Enter Jinan Middle School, be a student of Jinan Middle School, and abide by the school rules of Jinan Middle School. The teacher here explained the real purpose of education with true feelings: teaching and educating people, having both ability and political integrity.

I feel that the teachers in Jinan Middle School are very powerful, and the heavy teaching tasks shouldered by each teacher are very powerful, but some people are tired. Teachers make up lessons for students selflessly after class. Teachers drag their tired bodies and lecture in hoarse and weak voices. I often think that the teachers in Jinan Middle School are the most dedicated and selfless in the city. All the teachers and students in Jinan Middle School have a special spirit of struggle, and the spiritual connotation exerts a subtle influence on the growth and development of students.

I was lucky to witness the changes in this school. I am the last junior high school graduate of Tieyi No.1 Middle School and a senior three student of Jinan Middle School. In the past 1000 days, I personally experienced the transformation of rebirth and felt the touch of happiness.

Accustomed to lingering in the spring scenery, surrounded by refreshing fragrance.

I am used to resting in the pavilion in the central garden in summer and staring at the goldfish quietly every day. The next page is swimming in the clear pool water, and the lotus leaves are swaying in the warm wind.

Accustomed to walking leisurely on the boulevard in autumn, a few yellow leaves fall overhead from time to time, and my feet make a whoosh sound.

Accustomed to stepping on thick snow in winter, having a snowball fight in the playground, I stopped to enjoy the scenery of "wrapped in white, especially enchanting".

Get used to this.

Sixty years, spring flowers and autumn fruits, Li Tao fragrance.

In the past 60 years, big banks have gone back and forth.

Students are really good in Jinan. I sincerely wish my alma mater "to cultivate first-class talents and build a famous Qilu school!"

Write a happy composition about me and a school.

Once, my grandmother took my cousin and me to the park to play. The flowers in the garden are colorful and the water in the river is crystal clear. Our college students entered the amusement park, where there were bumper cars, pirate ships, roller coasters and other projects. We bought tickets and went in to play various projects. Some are very * * *, some are very thrilling, and some are very scary.

Enough fun, it's time to go home. We go back by bus. There are only two seats on the bus. Grandma said, "You sit one and I'll stand." Looking at grandma standing, I really wanted to give up my seat, but I was exhausted from playing. Forget it, don't let me sit down. Just then, my cousin stood up and offered his seat and said, "Grandma, please sit down." I feel ashamed. My cousin has not studied yet. I am a young pioneer. How can I not give up my seat? I should learn from my cousin's good qualities of respecting the old and loving the young and helping others.

That night, I remembered what my father said to the ancients: don't do it with small evils, don't do it with small goodness. It means that bad things are small and good things are small. Although giving up your seat is very small, it can also reflect a person's moral cultivation! From now on, I will start with small things and do more good deeds.

4. Primary school composition, the story of me and the school

Huandiqiao Middle School may not even remember me as a freshman. But I was impressed by it. I have to say, three days and three nights are endless. These ordinary and ordinary things make it impossible for me to drop them from the sky. Let me share it with you in this snowy winter vacation!

I remember when I first entered school, it was a scorching summer day. The weather was abnormal. Sitting in the classroom every day, sweating like peas. The most terrible thing is that the school suddenly proposed a week of military training. For us girls, it was a bolt from the blue! It turns out that the weather is unbearable, just VIP! But the military training went on as scheduled.

Military training is really hard. It's hard for me to stand in the military posture every day. I want to fall down every time, but with the encouragement of teachers and instructors, I still persist. The head teacher and the school leaders are very concerned about us. No matter how hot the weather and the sun are, I can see the teacher. The instructor is very strict with us, but I can see that he still cares about us. Even though he is very strict, I can still see that his eyes show concern for us, and we have not failed him. When he was able to perform, we won him an excellent class award during military training.

If it were you, would you not be moved?

In a blink of an eye, winter has arrived, and the heavy snow has made people sitting in the classroom tremble. The school put forward the slogan of keeping out the cold and welcoming the exam, which gave some scattered students confidence. This is not the most touching. The most touching thing is that it is snowing heavily and the school is very slippery. Some students will slip if they are careful. The school has taken simple and safe measures. I went to the toilet that day and found that the path was covered with thick straw. Since then, no students have slipped. I thought this must be a measure taken by the school after research. But I found that I was wrong. It was a school leader who brought some straw from home and scattered it on the path for fear of students slipping! Hearing this, I burst into tears!

Someone once advised me that this school was too small to transfer, but when I told him all this, he burst into tears!

This is me and my campus story. It is not as brilliant as a fairy tale or as touching as a tragic world, but it is my favorite middle school and I will never forget it!

5. Ask for the composition "The Story of My Alma Mater and I"

On August 30th, in the quiet campus, in the classroom of Class 3, Grade 6, several students and their parents were doing something different.

Early this morning, around 7: 20, Sun Yijia and grandma came to school. However, because there are holes in the class wall, the ground is covered with dust. So Sun Yijia and her grandmother in their sixties took a rag, squatted down and wiped the dust off the ground bit by bit with the rag. Subsequently, Chen Suo, Yu Yi 'an, Zhang Chujie, Tao Tong and Guan Haoyu also came to the school one after another.

The most touching picture is indelible in my mind. Just as several girls: Sun Yijia, Chen Suo, Zhang Chujie and Yu Yi 'an were beautifying the blackboard, Tao Tong's father took down the rear projection, wiped the dust around the dead corner and wires with a rag, and even changed the water in the basin two or three times, before Tao Tong's father cleaned the dead corner. Then, he found a little dust on the tiles on the wall, so he wetted the rag first and wiped the dust off the wall with the rag. But who knows, that place hasn't been cleaned for a long time, so Tao Tong's father scraped the dirt and dust off the wall with a knife. In the afternoon, several students and their parents had several classes with Mr. Zheng and Mr. Zou. Making the most complicated and troublesome section "cooperative group" requires red stars, vines and leaves. The vines are colorful and the styles are the same, so Yu Yi 'an used his brains and spent eight different kinds of vines. Moreover, there are circles around the vines, which is particularly complicated to cut, and Grandma Sun Yijia cut us flat enough, and one person got the task.

In the evening, several students and teachers were not tired, but still took a few classes seriously until it was dark at about 6: 50 pm.

In the new semester and the new future, teachers and students have invested manpower, material resources and time to study in a good environment. So, students, in this last school year, study hard, be positive and leave the best things to your alma mater.

6. My story composition with the school

The story of me and my teacher.

I have worshipped teachers since I was a child, like "teacher", the most glorious profession in the sun, and dream of becoming a member of this lofty team one day. Therefore, from the beginning of school, I have followed the example of teachers everywhere. Teacher Lu is a teacher I respect very much.

Teacher Lu is the head teacher and Chinese teacher of our class. Whenever her vivid lectures inspire us to think about problems, I always envy seeing other children bravely raise their hands to speak and actively participate in exchanges and discussions. But I have no choice but to be timid and never dare to speak. Teacher Lu noticed me and often hinted, reminded and encouraged me with his talking eyes. Not only that, Teacher Lu called me to her office to talk with me and cheer me up. During the conversation, she joked with me from time to time, which made me feel relaxed and happy talking with the teacher. Sometimes they will communicate with me in kind words. Teacher Lu told me: "The opportunity is in your own hands. Be brave. Making mistakes is also a gain! " Later, the teacher also taught me some speaking and communication skills. Unconsciously, I forgot that I was in the office. I think a friend is having a heart-to-heart talk with me. When I left the office, my eyes were wet: what a good teacher! I made up my mind in my heart: I must get rid of my inability to speak and repay my teacher with a brand-new self.

So, before class, I preview carefully, check the information, get familiar with the content and read the text. In class, I pay attention to the speeches of teachers and classmates. I ask myself to be good at thinking and asking questions. At the same time, I keep setting myself new goals: raise my hand once today and twice tomorrow ... Sure enough, I participate in speech exchanges every day, and my thinking seems to be more and more flexible. Just like Teacher Lu said, "Work hard, the opportunity is in your own hands!" "Teacher Lu saw my progress, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with joy. I know she trusts me and likes me, and I can't let her down.

This is the story of my once timid little girl and Teacher Lu. Perhaps, in the eyes of others, this is just some ordinary trivial matters, but I read the teacher's extraordinary from this ordinary trivial matter. The story of Mr. Lu and I will continue to be interpreted. I will fold the yesterday my teacher gave me into a boat of memories and let it float in my grateful heart.

The story of me and my teacher.

Some people say: "Teachers are hardworking gardeners", while others say: "Teachers are our second parents". I think these metaphors are well-deserved for teachers. Indeed, teachers take good care of us, and there are many such examples around me.

After finishing primary school, I will go to junior high school. Faced with this small choice in life, my parents chose No.2 Middle School for me. "Choosing No.2 Middle School is choosing success", which is what my parents told me. When I got to school, I found that this sentence was true and my grades gradually improved. Of course, this is the teacher's encouragement, support, help and guidance. For example, Teacher Su in our class is very concerned about my study. As long as I don't understand anything, she will seriously explain it to me until I understand it. And teacher Zhu, who is very tight on my study, is afraid that I will relax. As long as I don't hand in my homework once, she will ask me to make it up at once. She also said to me, "You should work hard to get into (1) class, so that you can give full play to your talents." Of course, there is teacher Zhang, who cares about me the most and loves me the most. She treated me like her own child. She cares about the details of everything, just like my mother. There is one thing I can't forget until now.

I remember one time, somehow, I suddenly fell ill. I have a runny nose when I get up in the morning, and I can't finish wiping it. I always wipe it and run it. I thought I had a cold, so I stuffed a tissue into class. The first one or two classes were ok, and I didn't miss much. The third class was teacher Zhang's. At this time, my nose was running badly, I sneezed, and tears followed. Teacher Zhang saw me like this and went to the front and said kindly, "What's the matter?" I said, "Nothing, just a little cold.

Hearing this, the teacher said, "Why don't you prescribe medicine?" Teacher Zhang asked in surprise. I managed to smile and said, "Nothing". Teacher Zhang seemed relieved to see me like this, and continued his lecture. But before long, Mr. Zhang seemed a little worried about me. Inadvertently, I wrote "Fa" as "Fa". My classmate reminded me: Teacher Zhang, the word is wrong. Teacher Zhang suddenly realized and changed it. To this end, I am so touched!

After class, the teacher came up to me again and said, "soldier, are you all right?" Do you want to go to the hospital? "Teacher zhang asked kindly. At this time, I was moved by the teacher's words and deeds and wanted to cry, but I held back. Because gentlemen don't cry easily, this is what Teacher Li told me when I was in primary school.

I said excitedly, "Teacher, I'm fine. Please buy some medicine for me. " The teacher asked again, "Are you really all right?" I just smiled and said, of course it's okay.

The teacher left with confidence. In the afternoon, Teacher Zhang handed me a small bottle of medicine. I asked gratefully, Teacher Zhang, how much is it? The teacher said: no, you go and take medicine quickly! Pay more attention in the future and don't catch a cold again. You are the only resident in our class. You should learn to take care of yourself.

After listening to teacher Zhang, I was deeply moved. Later, I handed her the money. Teacher Zhang said: No need, as long as you study hard and move towards your ideal.

After listening to the teacher, I was even more moved. Tears swirled in my eyes, but I held back again. Because I know that only if I succeed, I will be rewarded by Teacher Zhang. After I entered junior high school, many teachers in No.2 Middle School silently cared about me. They don't ask for anything in return, as long as their students can become talents in the future, it is the greatest reward for them.

Teachers in No.2 Middle School are so diligent in serving students, caring for every student and dedicating their beautiful youth. Each of them is our mentor and our good friend. I want to say to all teachers: teachers, I love you! You have worked hard!

7. I and the composition of the school story

After 23 years of experience, it is not easy for me to record the meaningful experiences in my life, the best and worst things I have done in my life, and everyone who has a profound influence on me. As my thoughts drift, my fingers keep banging on the keyboard, and I seem to have experienced all this again. ...

My name is lazy. 1In the early summer of 983, I came to this world. I can't remember the birth process, but later when I asked my mother where I came from, my mother pointed to a long scar on her stomach and said, "That's where I came from!" " I don't think I've been an obedient child since I was in my mother's belly. Otherwise, how could I let my mother pay such a big price for welcoming me?

When I was five years old, I used to play hide-and-seek with my sister and played a modest joke with my whole family. I remember that I woke up early during my lunch break that day. After getting up, I found no one around me, so I folded the quilt and went to the kitchen in the yard to play house alone. After a while, I heard a commotion in the yard, and then I heard my mother calling my name. I know they are looking for me. So I obeyed the rules of the game and kept silent. They looked for me for a long time, but they couldn't find me. I also heard my mother ask others, "Did you look into the well?" You won't be taken away, will you? Is there a train passing by in the afternoon (my family lives in the railway station)? "After I listened to it, it was quite beautiful, and I was smug and hid so quietly. Later, when I heard my mother crying, someone said to report the case quickly. I heard that the police are coming, so I dare not hide any more. I came out quietly and asked, "Mom, what are you doing? "As soon as my mother saw me, she hugged me and cried. I was almost out of breath when I was held by my mother, and I knew I was wrong. This is my memory before I went to primary school.

When I was six years old, I went to primary school. I think I am a person who is very insensitive to language. When I first entered school, I was confused by several vowels and I couldn't tell them apart. Once the teacher asked me to dictate on the blackboard. I made a lot of mistakes. The teacher said something wrong and tried to hit me. I was beaten many times. I don't remember whether my hand hurts or not, but my face is very hot. The teacher's corporal punishment not only punished me for not studying hard, but also hurt my self-esteem. After crying at home, I said to myself, I must not let the teacher have another chance to punish me. Perhaps the teacher's punishment is not correct, but I have to admit that since then, I have been more serious about my study and have made satisfactory achievements.

In my sophomore year, I forgot which class I was in. Suddenly I found that everything in front of me was blurred and I couldn't see anything clearly. I was so scared that I thought I had some strange disease. I didn't know it was called myopia until I went to the hospital for examination. Just seven years old, I put on my glasses. Since then, glasses have followed me for more than ten years. I hate wearing glasses, which not only makes me different from other students, but more importantly makes me give up my biggest hobby-dancing. This is my lifelong regret.

In the summer vacation when I was eight, I got pneumonia and was hospitalized for 28 days. I'm afraid of injections. I'm stuck like a hornet's nest. I was discharged from the hospital and recovered. I also have my own dream: to be a doctor.

When I graduated from primary school, seven good friends who played together every day met in the same class in junior high school. Unfortunately, the school doesn't allow us to combine freely. Let's not part mercilessly. On the first day of school, we hugged each other and cried bitterly. What is even more frustrating is that one of us left the county for family reasons and went to school in a neighboring county. Two months after he left, the rest of us rode to see him on a weekend for five hours. It was the first time we went there, and there was no telephone to contact at that time, so under the care of God, we actually found his home. After so many years, I no longer have the courage and impulse to do whatever I want. There are always a lot of scruples hovering in my mind now, which affects my decision. Sometimes I want to go back to that time.

In the third year, there was a sports meeting and no one in the class signed up. As a communist youth league secretary, I signed up for the1500m long-distance race. Actually, I'm in poor health, not to mention1500m. The 800 meters of continuous physical education are all big tigers to me. At the beginning of training, it was really impossible to run less than one kilometer. Then you add a little more every day. My friend said not to be so serious. If you can't run, you can't run. No one will blame you for your poor health. But I don't think so. I always think that everything must be done well, otherwise don't do it. A month later, I stood at the starting line. The gun went off and I walked at a brisk pace to the finish line. I successfully finished the race and won the fifth place at the same time. I have proved that I can, as long as I work hard in the face of any difficulties, I will definitely beat him. From then on, I am no longer afraid of the difficulties in my study and life. I become more optimistic, more active and more energetic.

After entering high school, I am faced with problems that all teenagers will encounter. A boy in my class takes me home every day and waits for me to go to school together. That feeling is very subtle. I will try my best to show my best side to him. The hair is combed smoothly and the clothes are stretched. I think I like him. At that time, in the face of the college entrance examination, we all focused our lives on learning, and this feeling of youth was deeply buried in our hearts. I mention him here because the memory he gave me made my growing process more complete, and he let me know what the focus of life was at that time. After the college entrance examination, we all received the admission notice from Xinyi University and became good friends who talked about everything. I think we have more stories to tell.

Speaking of going to college, I think I am a lucky dog. I have two choices when filling in my volunteers. One is to study in a good college in this province, and the other is to go to my dream place, but it is risky. After careful consideration, I entered a university in the capital against the wishes of my family. Looking around, I finally got the admission notice and finally realized my dream-to study in the capital. I still remember the moment I walked out of the exit of Beijing Railway Station, and I said to myself with great excitement, "I want to live here for five years and enrich myself here. All this is true, no longer a dream! "

When I left home for the first time, I was full of curiosity about everything in different places. Beautiful campus, kind teachers and kind brothers and sisters make me excited. I finished my undergraduate studies here, strengthened my ability through the community, enriched my mind with professional knowledge, and the most important thing is to find my life goal and get out of confusion. I learned the truth of being a man from my teacher and saw the true meaning of friendship from my classmates. In a word, I have learned too much during my five years in college. It can be said that the whole of me was shaped during college. I am glad that when I was frustrated, a teacher said to me: you have worked hard; When I am confused, I have a tutor to help me analyze the problem and give me advice; When I am depressed, I have friends to talk to and cry with me.

In my junior year, SARS was raging in Beijing, and my classmates and I were locked up in school for two months. Although everyone was in a panic, we worked together to tide over the difficulties. We can't go out, we enrich our lives, we can't meet, so we just read in the open air. We care about each other and help each other. It really feels like family. Those two months were painful for most people in China, but in my memory, they are beautiful memories that deserve to be remembered for life.

Before graduation, everyone began to get busy. After chatting with several teachers, I decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination, continue my study and further improve my professional ability. Here, I would like to thank one of my roommates, who constantly encouraged me in the days of reviewing for the postgraduate entrance examination. In those days, we got up together, ate together, went to the library together, discussed the problems in our study together, and went back to the dormitory together. Without her encouragement and reminder, I'm not sure I can walk so steadily. Now, if someone wants to ask me about my postgraduate experience, I will definitely tell her to find a research friend first.

After review, initial test and second test, I finally came to today. Today, I stand at a new starting point. Facing the future, I once again fell into deep thinking. What should be accomplished at this stage of study? What kind of foundation have you laid for your future life? I think the first thing is to learn every course well, pass CET-6 and finish my experiments and papers. Secondly, I should pay more attention to improving my interpersonal skills. I have been living on campus all these years and have no social experience or work experience. I think this is what I lack most now, and I will make up for my deficiency in this area in these three years. As for my development direction after graduation, my initial idea is to take an examination of civil servants, and I will also make some preparations for this goal during my school days.

This is me and my story.