The school began to write 600 words 1.
Saying goodbye to primary school and entering junior high school is a brand-new beginning.
Less than three weeks after entering middle school, I have fallen in love with everything here, the scenery, the classroom, the teachers and classmates. ...
When I first stepped into the school gate of junior high school, the first thing I saw was the two rows of magnificent teaching buildings and the incomparably wide playground. Walking inside, lush and tall trees stand there all the year round, sheltering people from the wind and rain.
At the beginning of school, books and blank exercise books are piled up on the desks, and the number of these books is much more than that of primary schools. New classmates, new teachers, new groups and new teaching methods. Because it is new, it needs to be familiar with it quickly.
In class, there are teachers' tireless teaching voices and students' reading voices in the classroom with bright windows. At the end of class, the students' laughter filled the campus.
"The class representatives of junior high school subjects are the leaders of undergraduate courses. The results of this subject must be among the best, better than others in all aspects, even the best. Such as grades, homework, extracurricular knowledge. Of course, you also need a sense of responsibility. " This passage is the most vivid sentence since I entered junior high school, and it is also a sentence that I never thought of when I was a representative of Chinese class before. There is a saying in Qin Wenjun's Boys Gary: "A class is like a microcosm of a society."
After reading this, I feel that society is competitive and progressive, and so is junior high school. Because there are so many experts, I must have more confidence in myself and study harder.
Campus is the cradle of hope and the beginning of realizing future dreams.
School begins, and the composition is 600 words.
Time flies, the sun flies, and today I am no longer a child playing house on the grass; Today, I am no longer a primary school student who reads aloud "A ray of light at the foot of my bed"; Today, I have bid farewell to my childhood and moved towards youth. With a vision for the future, I entered Bijiashan Middle School and entered the first day of my life.
It's only two days since school started, and I feel very uncomfortable. Maybe I haven't come out of my happy summer vacation yet! There is a sour feeling in my heart. I also know that when I first entered the school, I knew that the freedom and happiness of summer vacation would disappear without a trace like passing clouds!
After the start of school, my feelings are very real, because I know that I will enter a strange environment, an unfamiliar environment, where there will be strange classmates and strange teachers.
When you walk into the campus, the first feeling is freshness. The campus is so clean and tidy, tree-lined; The teacher's lectures are so energetic and fascinating; Students get along so well, so happy; All this is very different from primary school, but I think it is very fresh and interesting.
The second feeling is tired. On the first day of school, I got a chill after copying the curriculum-I have to attend 8 classes at most every day! I really can't imagine this hard study life, so I have to encourage myself: "The plan of life lies in diligence." The first day was fine, with less homework. But the next day, homework from all subjects followed.
It can be said that my first day life, no matter when and where, is as bright as the bright sun, as open-minded as the eagle soaring in the sky, and as inclusive as the vast sea. It will benefit us for life-make us full of vitality, confidence and creativity! Let our life be beautiful and colorful!
School begins, and the composition is 600 words.
School begins! School begins! Birds are singing in the branches, butterflies are flying among the flowers, and Miss Willow is wearing a long braid to welcome the first day of school.
Early in the morning, I went to school with my beautiful schoolbag on my back. Jumping and jumping all the way, very happy. I think: I can play games and study with my classmates again!
Look, Xiaocao's brother took off his yellow dress and put on a new light green dress. Sister Hua Er is still so gorgeous, blooming in the sun; Brother Big Pine Tree is still so mighty, standing upright around the lawn, guarding our lovely campus day and night like a soldier.
Ah, our campus is still so neat and beautiful, and there is a hint of spring!
"Ding Ling Ling ..." When I came to the classroom, to my surprise, the class officially started today. I went home on the first day of school in previous years. On the first day of this year ... the teacher began to lecture, and the students listened carefully, thought seriously and spoke enthusiastically. The first day of this year is really different!
"Jingle bell ..." Class is over!
"Twitter ... Twitter ...", even the birds keep calling us! The students walked out of the classroom quickly, and the quiet campus suddenly boiled. Some students jump rubber bands, some play keys, and some are playing with eagles to catch chickens. ...
Looking at this familiar scene, my heart is full of beautiful dreams.
A good beginning is half the battle. I will study hard from this first day, rush to a perfect new semester and create new achievements.
The school began to write 600 words 4.
In this way, the days passed in a series of obscure classical Chinese and a series of difficult equations. In retrospect, junior high school has gone through a year. Day by day, the "seven" on the door became an "eight" before I realized it.
I thought about how I would be radiant in the eighth grade, and what I would be like in the best youth and the most brilliant years of my life. Only then did I realize that I had arrived. There are new figures on campus, flying hair tips and smiling eyes. The students of "Grade One" are full of energy and "destroyed" their dark skin with military training. Was I like this a year ago? Look at the new environment timidly and face the new classmates clumsily. At that time, I dreamed in my heart, full of hope for the future, and lost in piles of homework. When did I lose all confidence and waste my time indifferently?
I took my eyes off my notebook and looked out of the window. The weather is gloomy and stormy. There is a small spider web by the window, a small gray-black thing with distinct joints-a spider, nestled in its dilapidated corner that will be destroyed by wind and rain, looking serene and comfortable. When I opened the window, it seemed to notice and shook. It's already raining, and it's chilling to fly into my window sideways. Memory is like a thread, holding my heart. Who told you to wear an extra coat when it rained last time? Unconsciously, I only care about my little emotions and alienate you. I went to the eighth grade and grew up by one year, which means you are one year older!
It seems to be raining harder. There are gray buildings in the distance, gray trees nearby, and gray spiders in the corner of the window. It seems that I suddenly realize that I am very confused, traveling through time, and there are so many things outside the window. Last time I saw it, that leaf was still green, wasn't it? The window hasn't been visited in this life, has it? When did I become like this?
The eighth grade is also a new beginning. How can we regard it as the end, refuse to look forward and think that everything is a foregone conclusion? That spider can face the wind and rain calmly, so what am I afraid of?
For a short time, it seemed different. There is a seed called hope that breaks ground and takes root, grows in the heart, and the flame of dreams is burning. How can I stay here? Although it is still rainy, I know that there are golden sunshine everywhere on the accumulated clouds!
School begins, and the composition is 600 words and 5 words.
When I woke up, the hour hand had pointed to eight o'clock. Today is the first day of school. At this time, all the students in the class should be sitting in their seats, chattering excitedly. I smiled bitterly and woke up at eight o'clock. It seems that this winter vacation really spoiled me.
Scratched his head, I got up inside story. Neither too early nor too late, my mother shouted at this time:
"Get up, your grandpa will drive over at nine o'clock. Today is your uncle's wedding day, and I have asked the teacher for leave for you. Don't make me late again ... Hey, are you listening? Hey! " Mother knocked down the door of the room.
"Mom, am I sorry?" I looked at her with a smile and always felt that my eyes were knotted. I yawned while dressing, and some tears came out of my eyes. I quickly wiped them off with my hands. I don't know if my skin is bad, but I wiped my sweater again, and my eyes are a little dry and painful.
"Well, I have a lot of things to do. You also have a sense of time, learn to move quickly, but I take care of two by myself! " Mother nagged a few words and went to do her own thing again.
After listening to my mother's words, I can't help feeling a little. In the second half of the sixth grade, I was afraid that I would feel sorry for myself and didn't want to give up where I was only one step away from success. So I choose to go ahead and step on the muddy road without looking back, but I can leave footprints.
In the afternoon, when I returned to the campus, there were several students in the classroom. They were surprised to see me coming, so they surrounded me and asked me what I had done. For a moment, I felt long time no see. I can't say what it is. In short, it was warm and intimate, and there was a moment of trance. It seems that I haven't been so enthusiastic with my friends for a long time, saying what I want to say and doing what I want to do.
Graduation is a matter of time, and I know it. In the past six years, I have learned not only textbooks and knowledge, but also growth. There is no such thing as a banquet that must come to an end, and there will definitely be a day of separation between people. So, wave goodbye with a happy smile.
School begins, and the composition is 600 words and 6 words.
Six years have finally passed, and we have a new look when we enter middle school. We are no longer as demanding of ourselves as primary school, but as warriors preparing for middle school life. This scene made this middle school look brand-new, smiling and holding us in your arms, as if to say to us, "This middle school needs you!" "
School begins, new campus, new atmosphere and new look.
All this is so strange, but this is where we study and struggle, and it is our pride, and it will be proud of us!
School begins, new goals, new teaching, new ideals.
The goal of primary school is to get into a good junior high school, and now it is necessary to get into a good senior high school. The new campus has given us new teaching and made us have lofty ideals, not only for the school, but also for ourselves and the hope of the motherland!
After school starts, we will wake up every day and find that we have grown up, and we will always remember that we are middle school students. Although life in middle school is very hard, it is a kind of training; Although life in middle school is very stressful, it is very struggling; Although the school rules of middle schools are very strict, they are a stepping stone to our progress.
As middle school students, we will find that we can only strictly abide by it, not make jokes. In the face of such discipline, smart people will regard it as a test, while those who are still immersed in the primary school stage will feel scared and feel strange and unable to adapt to such a life.
For me, this is the difference between primary school and middle school. Silent efforts have become my motivation overnight. Six years of preparation has laid a good foundation for our middle school life, so that we are no longer nervous and afraid.
"School begins", a simple and ordinary sentence, but it contains our sweat. We have worked so hard for it. However, all this has become a habit. Nobody thinks about it any more, but works hard for their future. But someone asked, "Is it worthwhile to pay so much sweat for these?" We will still answer, "It's worth it."
School begins, and the composition is 600 words and 7 words.
The happy summer vacation is over, the school gate is open, and the new semester comes with it. This year, I finally stepped into the threshold of grade six, not far from that place full of unknowns.
The sixth grade is the last "natural barrier" of primary school life, and there will inevitably be more difficulties in the learning process. However, there is no insurmountable difficulty. Nothing is difficult in the world. As long as you read the textbook thoroughly, you don't have to be afraid of the problems on the test paper. The first place is not easy to win.
At the beginning of the new semester, a summer vacation friend got together again and talked about the interesting things in the holiday. The once uncompromising opponent has also returned to the state, ready to compete secretly again this semester. Two new students have been added to the class this semester. They have transferred to us from other schools. I wonder if their strength is advanced? Is it strong? Whether it is an enemy or a friend is hard to argue for the time being.
In the new semester, we have to start studying hard again. Teachers get ready and spare no effort to impart new knowledge to us in class. I hope we can do our best in the exam. We also spare no effort to study: how can we stay in the class for so long after being beaten at the beginning of school?
By the sixth grade, the learning burden will definitely increase a lot. No, even I have become a nearsighted "four frogs". How can I not relax after school? Look at my classmates. They are either all-powerful on the basketball court or alive and kicking in front of the volleyball net. Besides, they can go out for a walk. However, I am wandering in the sea of Wang Yang in the interest class. I finally studied hard in the English class and was thrown into another English interest class. In calligraphy class, I have to work hard to practice calligraphy, and all I can think about is formulas. I really hope that the autumn outing will come soon, so that I can go to the suburbs to enjoy the natural scenery.
This year, I am in the sixth grade, and next year, I am in the first grade. It is said that the current "junior high school" competition is very fierce, and all famous schools are selected on the basis of merit. If you want to be a good junior high school, you must have knowledge. A fierce struggle is about to begin. If you don't work hard today, the exam will be sad.
School begins, and the composition is 600 words and 8 words.
"The mountains are far away, the weather is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan." Autumn is full of color, and the four seasons change. Qiu Guang is beautiful, leaving late and wandering on the path of the small garden. The path in the quiet place is full of flowers of the past, bright and colorful, like shallow waves rippling with long fragrance.
Every photo of the beginning of school contains deep feelings.
Sad songs can be used as tears, and visions can be used as angelica.
I still remember that when I first came to campus, I used tearful performances to show my attachment and reluctance to my parents, but I couldn't recall the figure that was drifting away. With tears in my eyes, I cried so hard that I could not speak. I lay on a young shoulder and learned a name other than my family: teacher.
The beginning of school that year was a heartbreaking parting.
When the wind blows, it wrinkles into a pool of spring water.
But what is unforgettable is that I stepped into the primary school and bid farewell to the colorful kindergarten. Primary school gave me a "duel" with its tall, regular and square teaching building. Naive cartoons disappeared from the wall and were replaced by rules and regulations of the code of conduct. In the schoolbag, piles of textbooks, exercises and exercise books quickly banished toys and oil pastels. The wind rises, driving the ripples of spring water, and the source of learning gurgles out a trickle.
The beginning of school that year was the beginning of sailing.
I am willing to put my sword under my waist just to cut Loulan.
Autumn wind, entering middle school. Curious about many subjects, I started my struggle in junior high school. Growing body, more mature mind, youth, lofty sentiments in the chest, writing the years of hard struggle. When the sword is drawn, try to sharpen it first. The wind is rustling, the water is far away, the arrow is on the string, and the target is locked ahead.
That time, it was a strong encouragement.
"Try new fire and new tea, and poetry and wine will take advantage of the situation."
Time flies, time is like running water. In the new school season, the ideals watered by sweat sprouted new buds, and the songs of youth sang the overture of struggle. In July, the growing boat crossed the rapids, crossed the rapids, bypassed the reefs, and finally turned into a long wind and waves.
Next semester is the pride of Lingyou Guanshan!
School begins, and the composition is 600 words.
School will start soon, and I will be a junior two student after school starts. When the second day of junior high school arrived, I gradually felt a sense of crisis, fearing that my classmates would overtake me. In order to learn better in Grade Two, I decided to make a good plan for the new semester now.
First of all, I decided to learn to give up. In the first two semesters, I often surf the Internet, read novels, sleep and didn't finish my homework seriously. For these lost time, I can't recover it. I must seize it. But I'm not afraid. Giving up will make me more serious. Those things will be done in the future. Why do it now? I said to myself.
Second, I decided not to catch enough. My grades are uneven, and the difference between high scores and low scores is tens of points. These two semesters, my thoughts are not mature enough, and my ideas are relatively simple. Now I am not as simple as I used to be. I have my own goals and ideas, and my memory is better. In order to get an average score, I decided not to let go of my good subjects, but not to learn from others.
Thirdly, I decided to seriously reflect on my previous mistakes after every weekly exam. Everyone will have different mistakes, and there will be no mistakes. In the past, I made many mistakes every week. It seems that I know all those mistakes, but I still made mistakes. In the past, I didn't seriously reflect, to find my own mistakes and correct them. But in this semester, I will seriously correct it and face the new semester with the most satisfactory state.
Also, in the first grade, I found that many people worked harder than me. There is a person in our class. When she was a freshman, her English was poor, worse than mine. But then she worked hard and now she is in middle school. She is still studying hard in obscurity, and she is not sensible enough to ask us for advice seriously. Teacher, you have told me many times to learn from her. This time I realized that you were right. I have learned from her. I have many bad habits, pride is my biggest weakness, and I will change it-in this semester. I will catch up with English, believe me.
In the new semester, I will have new changes. Teacher, please believe that I will surprise you!
The school began to write 600 words 10.
When school starts, I will definitely change my bad habit of attending classes before. I will listen carefully, I will not be distracted at will, and I will finish the classroom homework assigned by the teacher on time, without procrastination or carelessness. The winter vacation is coming to an end, and I'm looking forward to starting school.
I have been at my cousin's house during the winter vacation. I study with my cousin most of the day. But just because I studied with my cousin and worked as a winter vacation homework, I clearly saw the gap between myself and my cousin. My cousin is only a few months younger than me. Although our schools are different, our grades are the same. In learning, the knowledge taught by teachers is the same.
When I was doing winter vacation homework with my cousin, my cousin not only did the problem faster than me, but also had higher accuracy. Sometimes, I ask my cousin a question I can't do, and it doesn't take long for my cousin to solve the problem I can't do. It can be said that the time spent with my cousin in winter vacation made me fully aware of my disadvantages in learning. Similarly, it also aroused my self-motivation to study hard.
I have been studying hard in the second half of this winter vacation. I set my cousin as my role model, because my cousin really has too much to learn.
As the winter vacation goes on, I am more and more looking forward to starting school. Because after the start of school, I have a more systematic and detailed teaching in my study, and I believe I will make greater progress.
And I also made a campus study plan for myself. I hope my progress will be more obvious through this plan, and I hope I can learn more new knowledge in the new semester. I secretly hope that in the next holiday, when I am with my cousin, I can narrow the gap with him in my study.
I look forward to starting school, seeing myself differently, and looking forward to my learning goals.
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