600 words 1 in art class, we are used to coloring our mood, calm is blue, sadness is black, worry is purple, and happiness is gold or red.
However, temporary black does not mean that there will never be the most dazzling color.
Now that I think about it, I was really naive when I was a child. How can my father not love me? I still remember that my mood during that time was always gloomy, black and purple, like lead.
My father is not very punctual. I was the last person to leave the Children's Palace after school, because my father always came late and watched other children get on their parents' car with bread, and soon disappeared. Not to mention how gloomy I am.
Sitting on the cold steps outside the gate of the Children's Palace, the shadow on the head is swaying, and the orange street lamp on the head is not warm and bright. The girl holds her cheek, her hair is messy, and her painting is wrinkled. This was supposed to show off for her father. Everyone can understand my feelings. The cold coal black is wrapped in layers, and there is only one word-heavy. Every time a car passes by, my heart will light up quickly, emit a little red light, and then go out instantly. My father hasn't come yet, and I can't help feeling a little resentful. My father doesn't love me, and he doesn't want me. I found it in the trash can!
Passers-by, who can understand the little girl's inner darkness, resentment, expectation and anxiety?
I stood up trembling when the familiar sound of a motorcycle came. It was my father! All the hatred vanished in an instant, and the golden headlights lit up my face. Almost all of a sudden, the black in my heart changed from black to purple, from purple to blue, then to gold, then to red! I jumped on my father happily, and the crackling sparks flashed so brightly that I cried. "Dad, I thought you didn't want me, I was afraid!" " "Jumping into my father's arms, I seemed to see my father's heart turn red and flash.
Later, my father was seldom late, and I also learned that my father was very busy with his work transfer and had little leisure time. But he has been worried that I will wait alone. ...
The color of the mood fluctuates, and it is rarely possible to be so bright and red forever, and there are always times of depression. When I was learning to draw, the teacher said, "Don't use too much coal black when drawing. If you can do less, do less. It's too heavy and depressing." This is the way to draw colors, isn't it the same as the heart color?
Mid-term exam composition 600 words 2 1 1 Friday, we will have a mid-term exam. So, my mother said the day before the exam, "Feifei, you must do well in the exam, so my mother will reward you for doing well in the exam tomorrow night, and my mother will take you to eat delicious food." "Ok, I will do well in the exam tomorrow!" After that, I flew like a bird. In the evening, after my mother and I had dinner, we went home. When I got home, I went to do my homework, and my mother and kitten watched videos together. Because the kitten has returned to Suzhou, my mother misses the kitten very much, so my mother videos with the kitten every night. As for me, as long as I finish my homework, I can video with the kitten. To be honest, I miss kittens as much as my mother. After I finished my homework, I showed the video to Xiao Maotou for a while. My mother told me to sleep, because there was a mid-term exam on Friday, and the school asked me to get to school before 7: 40, because some students had to change the examination room. Usually you can get to school before 7: 50, but there is a mid-term exam on Friday, so the school requires you to get to school before 7: 40, and my mother let me go to bed early. Although I went to bed early, I never fell asleep because I kept thinking about Friday's mid-term exam. I thought I didn't do well in the exam on Friday and would be scolded by my teachers and parents, so I was always afraid of not doing well in the exam, but I thought about it and fell asleep. The next morning, my mother woke me up from sleep. After I got up and finished eating, I went to school. On the way to school, I was very nervous. I started the exam, but I didn't feel nervous. I finished it quickly, and then I carefully checked every question. Suddenly found a mistake, quickly correct it. After a while, I rolled it up. Similarly, the same is true when I take the Chinese exam again. In the afternoon, I took an English exam, and finally I collected the paper as in the morning. I don't feel nervous at all during the exam. Finally, after school, I hope I can do well in the exam, hey! Let's go
The composition of the senior high school entrance examination is 600 words 3 "River of No Return, Romantic Figures through the ages". Su Dongpo, an outstanding genius, saw through the elutriation of history and saw the death of the hero after being demoted to Huangzhou. He knew that he would eventually be lost in the long river of history and washed away by the huge waves.
However, even if it is swept away by the huge waves, you should be a romantic figure. Even if you don't have Zhou Wei's achievements, you should have Su Shi's achievements. So, we saw Su Shi's great achievements in poetry, calligraphy, painting, cooking, water conservancy, education and many other aspects, and saw a real hero who was repeatedly relegated but still remained loyal and hardworking.
In the end, Su Shi was indeed washed away by the waves, but history could not wash away the spiritual wealth left by Su Shi. Yes, some things must be washed away, but some things can't be washed away anyway. That's a treasure of history, right?
I, looking up at the starry sky, will walk with my head down; I, after reading all the great men, will finally look at myself. What treasures of life will I leave behind after being scoured out by history?
Carelessly, the years have slipped for 30 years, which is a drop in the ocean for history; For me, that's half-life. I spent ten years enjoying my childhood, writing about my youth and fighting for my career.
I describe my memories with my diligence and efforts, practice my dreams with my firmness and persistence, and write my life with my peace and calmness. I collected it for 30 years and turned it into a full grain, which is still not found in the sea; As far as I'm concerned, it's my half life. Happy childhood, colorful youth, and a career without regrets are the treasures of life I am trying to find.
Life seems long, but it's actually short. How many thirty years can there be in life? Confucius said that standing at 30, not confused at 40, knowing destiny at 50 ... It is actually a gift from heaven to live with your heart and walk through every day calmly. I hope that because of me, my relatives can be happier; Because of me, friends can be happier; Because of me, "I" can be more real.
The happiness of my relatives, the happiness of my friends and my true self are all treasures I will find in my later life. Holding the treasure of life, I will be washed away peacefully by the waves. ...
When my mother took me into the library for the first time, everything felt a little strange, but when I read a book, I would put all my thoughts on it, as if I had entered another world, where there were no disputes and troubles, as if it were a paradise. Reading makes my heart happy and full. My mother saw that I got spiritual food from books, and also affirmed my practice and encouraged me to read more useful books. Suddenly, I became interested in books. Slowly, I became a real "little book fan", and from that moment on, my dream was to become a writer.
Shakespeare said that "books are the nourishment of the whole world". There are too many good books. I try to read as many as possible. If I use two words to refine the essence of my reading, it is "moving". People in good books taught me to be a man; The things in good books taught me to choose; The truth in a good book makes me understand the true meaning of life. I think reading can broaden our horizons, let us see endless and touching celebrity stories, and also stimulate our wisdom and produce happiness. I have questions that I don't understand, and I will naturally understand them after reading the book. When I am unhappy, I feel much more comfortable after reading books. Reading more books will make writing easier. Books are like my "eyes of wisdom", guiding me to open the road of wisdom.
Reading is a good way to pursue progress and realize your dreams. Studying hard and constantly increasing my wisdom and ability is a "key" to my success. I like reading these good books, because in the process of reading, I absorb the nutrients of knowledge like a bee. The book has its own golden house, which gives me more confidence and bright sunshine. The knowledge gained from it illuminates my life path.
Dream is water, watering the seedlings of life; Dreams are seedlings, which grow the tree of life; Dreams are trees that bloom in flower of life; Dreams are flowers that bear the fruits of life! Everyone has a dream. Dreaming without struggle is always a dream. But if you have a dream and fight for it, it can come true. I believe that my dream will come true as long as I work hard.
Mid-term exam composition 600 words 5 "The teacher came with the mid-term exam paper!" Our "sentinel" Zhao Shuai hurried into the classroom and said in a panic. The news seemed to have wings and reached the ears of sixty-six students in the class at once. The noisy classroom is quiet, and everyone is nervously waiting for the teacher to arrive. I also sat nervously in my seat and thought, "Can I do well in the exam this time? Can you rank in the top of the class? " At this time, the teacher walked into the classroom, patted the paper in his hand on the podium and said with a gloomy face: "This time, everyone did not do well in the exam, and the papers were corrected." Generally, you didn't do well in the exam? I thought anxiously, who knows how many points I got in the exam? Hope Buddha bless, Buddha bless! I am still chanting Buddha in my heart. The teacher began to hand out the test papers. More than 90 starters: "Pei Zihan, 94. 5 points, the first in the class. " I was taken aback: even an excellent student like Pei had only such a little score. I must have failed the exam! Alas, I can't go home without being scolded by my mother! The teacher read three names, the next one is more than 80 points, and there is no my name yet. As soon as I closed my eyes, I thought, it's over! Wait to hear your poor grades! However, at this moment, the teacher said, "Chen Yuhan, 93." I opened my eyes and heaved a sigh: fortunately, it was more than 90 points, not 80. I walked over gently, took my test paper from the teacher, and then went back to my seat to look at my test paper: I saw five or six bright red crosses on the white paper. Look carefully, the word "Meng" in the first question is missing a horizontal line. Ah, why is this question wrong again? You know, I have made mistakes in this word several times before the exam. My mother reminded me several times the day before the exam. How am I wrong again? Really shouldn't! I watched Zhan Tianyou in class, and I did all the questions in it. What's wrong with it? Before the exam, my mother specially asked me to write a complete reading. I just ignored this sentence at that time ... I really know now, so why bother! However, it is useless to blame yourself now. As the saying goes, "victory or defeat is a common occurrence in military strategists." In this mid-term exam, I know my own shortcomings. In the future, I will try my best to overcome my shortcomings and get a satisfactory result in the next mid-term exam.
There are still a few days before the mid-term exam, and the homework assigned by the teacher has turned over several times than before. I am even more nervous, because I usually write slowly, so when I get home, I recite concepts and texts, do exercises and dictate new words ... I secretly make up my mind to live up to the good intentions of my teachers and parents.
After several weeks of intense review, the day of the exam finally came. I came to school in high spirits in the morning and took a Chinese exam in the morning. I took the time to open the Chinese book and read the key points assigned by the teacher carefully. Ding Lingling, the exam bell rings with the invigilator's footsteps. The classroom is very quiet and you can hear the heartbeat of the students. I am particularly nervous, worried that the exam is too difficult. When the teacher began to hand out the examination papers to us, I simply scanned them. These questions are not difficult. I took a few deep breaths and immediately began to answer questions. There is no sound in the whole classroom, only the students' rustling sound. Because the question is not difficult, I quickly wrote it at the back, which is a "roadblock" to stop my "answer": The text "The Son of a Teenager" is selected from Liu Yiqing's? What is this question selected from? I thought for a moment, but I remember it was selected from Shi Shuo Xin Yu written by Liu Yiqing in the Southern Dynasties.
I soon reached the writing level. The topic of my composition is "How strange mom and dad are". After I thought about the topic, I did it at one go. I looked at my watch. It was fifteen minutes short. There was still time to check, so I quickly checked the test paper from beginning to end without any problems. The big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.
I'm going to take a math test this afternoon, and I'm full of confidence, because Miss Li has done many questions many times, and the front is almost finished. I was stumped when I did the application problem of "cover the book". I think it is wrong to make it into a six-sided cuboid; It is wrong to do it on five sides as a box without a lid; I took out my math book and read it carefully. Only three sides need to be covered. I immediately used the method of finding three faces, but when Miss Li answered the answer, I miscalculated! Hey! I feel so sad. Because this problem took a long time, I was so nervous that I forgot to write the last two application problems.
I definitely didn't do well in this math exam. I will learn from my mistakes. Preview before class, listen carefully in class, review after class, and strive for good results in the final exam!
Mid-term exam composition 600 words Seven exams are over. Although the result is not ideal, I have struggled for it.
Looking back on the first day of junior high school, I, who was at the bottom of my class, gnashed my teeth, was timid and cried for hard work, and I was gone. The long river of time rolled in and washed away my oath, my anger and my blood. Once upon a time, counting the time, I, who was bent on surpassing others, seemed to have quietly changed. I don't know when I started. I only regard finishing my homework as a job. I attend classes just to cope with teachers. After class, I only play with my classmates. Playing takes the place of studying. "Living in the moment" has become my famous saying to escape from reality.
In a trance, I seem to have returned to the past and the carefree time when I was a child. At that time, I was naughty, playful, not worried about my grades, not distressed by pressure, and always loved to laugh.
Suddenly, a clear and crisp laugh rang out. I looked back and saw a little boy pulling another little boy running towards me. I moved a little to the left, and a breeze blew across my side face. I looked intently and found that the little boy who flashed by was me when I was a child. "So tired! After studying for so long, my grades are still so poor. I finally got them up, and now I'm going to fall. I was too comfortable when I was a child. I never thought about it. I just played all day, how happy I am. " I whispered softly. I lay down. "But I can't just fall! I study for myself! I want my parents to think that there is light on my face! But I'm really tired. I am really tired. I think playing all day is a waste of time. My classmates are studying. I don't want to be dragged further! So painful, so uncomfortable, so tired! I want to learn to be better, but I just can't! " Tears fell from the corner of my eyes to my lips, a little salty. Tears fell one by one. I slowly close my eyes. As soon as the arm was loose, it fell down and slipped down from the chest.
A little boy appeared in front of me. "I will succeed. I want those who laugh at me to know that I can do it! " "His legs are shaking and he is afraid. He shouted on purpose because he knew that if he kept his voice down, I'm afraid he wouldn't believe it himself. The little boy walked away, my vision began to turn black and my consciousness began to blur.
In the morning, I sat up when the noise outside woke me up. "Since from the beginning, not from the end, not very sorry for yourself? oh Hello tomorrow. " I whispered softly.
Since then, I have never been hurt again. Perhaps, you will be surprised to see this topic. Someone said: Why aren't you hurt? The damage is beyond our calculation. Others will say: injury, injury is inevitable, we can't calculate when, so no one will write that I am no longer injured.
Since then, I have never been injured, because my sprained left leg has grown a little in gauze. This short passage is very sad. A few weeks later, I was able to move freely again ... during a holiday, I played with my friends in the backyard. When we jumped higher than anyone else, we sprained our feet when we landed. I am in great pain. I will go home, and my mother will be very painful to see me. I said in pain that I sprained my ankle, so I got on the bus and took me to an old woman, lying in bed and watching her. Suddenly, it made me miserable on the spot. I pressed it on my thigh, sometimes it was light and sometimes it was heavy, which made me cry and looked at my mother painfully. Then I was in trouble, and the old lady was on my feet. ...
Now, after a good illness, I started again. I hurt my foot when I was running. When there are many people, I have to walk painfully in the crowd. Although my running performance has been greatly improved now, I don't run as slowly as I did in the seventh grade. Ah! It's a pity that you can't run away if you relapse. So, I don't want to get hurt myself anyway. Once you get hurt, you can't have fun. Can only stay at home and watch others play with themselves, but can't play. I am so unwilling! I still want to drink that bitter medicine, and I don't want to get hurt again.
From then on, I will never let myself get hurt, sprain, fall, and bully me no matter what injury. I will have fun by myself, but I will study hard.
Maybe, I will give up halfway, maybe, I can't do it, maybe, I will get hurt, but I won't go to any class and torture myself with any injuries!