The third day came. Composition 1 When the warm summer sunshine penetrated the sky through white sleeves and silk, we ushered in the third day. I am nostalgic and grateful when I think of the colorful study life in the first and second days of junior high school. They are like solid steel and wood in the palace, which makes me live a solid life in it. On the third day, it was a brand-new world, a road I had never taken, a thorny road leading to the future.
New class groups, new teachers and new classmates, I gradually got used to it. The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. We get up in the morning and rest at night. On this most ordinary day, we lived the most unforgettable third day. We are tired and hard, and the sweat we shed is deeply immersed in the soil under our feet, watering the fragrance all the way.
Time goes by, emotions spread, and kapok trees are about to sprout new buds. We studied together for a month. I live happily in it, because it is a lovely class 3 group with a group of lovely partners and respectable teachers. We learned a lot of new knowledge from our teacher. Reading aloud warms the summer sunshine, and we greet our third day hand in hand with an expectant heart.
Yes, there you are. You are our third grade and our last sprint. Everything in the world has colors, and you are red, which represents passion, joy and our thirst for knowledge.
The yellow light on the roadside gives off soft light, the birds sleep quietly, the city flows in the sea, and the fluorescent lamp in the classroom still gives off hot light. You are reflected in our eyes through the gears of time. You make the tree's rings wider, make us more knowledgeable and deepen our friendship.
We hugged, we cheered and we applauded. In order to welcome you, we will definitely open our arms and give you the warmest hug. Please be kind to us, and we will be warm in the days with you.
The third day came. Composition 2 Golden leaves covered the earth, and the autumn wind in September brought the school season. Different from the past, I have become a ninth-grade student and started a crucial year in my life.
Although the school has just started, the thick learning atmosphere permeates the whole Class 3 of Grade 9 in an instant. It's really different from Seven 8th grade: heavy subjects, mountains of papers, and teachers dragging the time out of class. This situation reminds me of a famous French leader: Alexander.
It's not only the change of curriculum, but also the secret competition between classmates, which makes me sweat. The number of people in class suddenly increased, and the situation of fighting after class also decreased. It seems that going to the toilet is a sin, and everyone wants to discuss it. Try to keep your voice down. As the handed-in exercise books become thicker and thicker, the sound of the pen scratching across the paper in class becomes louder and louder. I was slowly brought into this silent battle.
As the saying goes, if you are near Zhu Zhechi, you will be black, if you are near Mexico. I have heard an example: if you have a class in a classroom with 50 students, but only you study alone, sooner or later you will become like those 49 people; On the contrary, if you don't study, you will be just like those 49 people. We are slowly moving towards the latter.
The senior high school entrance examination is coming, although there is still one year left, but time passes quickly and quickly. I will also work hard in this last year to draw a satisfactory full stop for my junior high school career. I'm ready for this sprint.
September is really a magical month, which brings me infinite hope. Grade three, I'm coming!
The third grade is coming, and everyone hears the footsteps approaching the senior high school entrance examination, which inevitably speeds up the pace of progress. On the playground, we can no longer see our carefree figure, and endless homework has become our world. The computer is so far away from me that it is beyond the scope of the universe.
The hands on the clock have pointed to nine o'clock, but I am still immersed in my homework. Looking back, it was my parents sitting in front of the TV. "My god, don't you sleep?" Never mind, we will wait for you. I thought in my painful mind: if there is no justice, let me listen to TV without watching it. The most painful thing in the world is doing homework. It is more painful than doing homework every day. It is more painful than doing homework every night. It is more painful than doing homework every night. It's terrible that someone watches homework every night. However, when I saw the expectation and love in my parents' eyes flowing into my heart like a clear spring, I was speechless!
Avoid some contradictions between friends. However, when we enter the third grade, we realize that friendship is precious and cherish it even more. That's a section on physical education class. The sun scorched the earth. When I gritted my teeth and ran 800 meters, I was already sweating like a pig. Suddenly, bang, a slap hit me on the back. At that time, I was angry: I am tired of living! As soon as I turned around (a handsome guy, I would like him if I were a woman), it turned out to be Xiaojie, threw me a bottle of water and left. I just smiled (all good friends, needless to say, one expression means a lot, and he knows it! ) I grabbed the bottle and fell down! Cool dew moistened my burning throat, just like pouring water on red-hot iron and smoking white smoke.
The third day is coming, and the pace of life is accelerating, enduring and adapting.
The third day is coming. The cycle of life is in a circle, and the trajectory of life has been fixed. This is nothing to me, familiar desks and chairs, familiar people, familiar classrooms and familiar days. It doesn't seem to have changed much, but it's a noble title, with a little more admiration from the first grade and a little more chest-holding when strutting ... but can we be a devil incarnate like the second grade? This is not, the instructions of parents, the entrustment of teachers, and the strengthening of courses have finally made us clear. So the sound of going out of the door became less and less, and the mark on the table became deeper and deeper. I seem to understand something, but the clouds are moving. But I finally know that the days of reading novels all night behind closed doors are gone forever, and there will be no more days of sitting down and chatting.
After a month of school, there are only two words lingering in my mind: "read, read!" " "It's like squeezing into the gate of high school is Amitabha. Although there is a different sky in my heart, I don't have the courage to cross the world alone after all. I have heard the cross-century saying-"Cross-century should have speed, endurance, courage to overcome difficulties and indomitable spirit-cross-century should be so boastful! "Although the third day is not a century, it is a pass. The past is not simple, you see, it has been nine months, but this is just the past, not a leap! There are nine months-only nine months! Less time does not mean simplicity, but it is more difficult. However, the goal in our hearts has never been confused, and we still don't have to say "I'm so tired". Meng gave us the comfort of "this is a great responsibility of God".
Let's go Come on! Third grade! In the square classroom, we will create a painful experience! Dreams are still there, how can you be afraid: healthy growth, a pillar of China; We don't need attachment, we are growing; Don't be sad, life is infinitely beautiful! I will cherish everything that life has given me and live up to the warmth of the sun and the nourishment along the way!
The third day came to the composition in September, and I spent a slow and relaxed holiday at home at the beginning of the school season. Each of us doesn't know how to become very loose. This is what teachers and parents don't like.
Originally, I always thought I was just a junior high school child, and I still felt addicted to my own world. But time always flies. I went from the bottom of a junior high school to a member of the third grade. To tell the truth, I'm afraid of this stage of grade three. Why do you say that? Because everyone knows that the third grade is also a transitional stage in the study career. Every time I hear the teacher say, students study hard. The third grade is an important stage of life. Think about it. Without a good high school, where can I get a good university? Therefore, everyone should study hard in senior three, which is equivalent to putting one foot in a good university. At this moment, we sighed. Oh, what a miserable life!
Yes, I have become a member of Grade Three. I'm excited and nervous. I'm afraid that if I can't get into a good high school, there will be no good university. This may be the idea that every junior three student studies hard!
I'm from grade three. I heard that I will lose a lot of pounds when I have you. This is a wonderful thing, and I am no longer worried about the fact that I am fat. I heard that in the days with you, I can go to the dormitory to eat instant noodles instead of buying rice, which is my favorite food! I heard that with you, I can stay up at midnight. I didn't like sleeping at first, but I can finally stop sleeping. But you know what? After such a long time, everyone will be tired, but everyone should tell themselves that when you feel tired, you will soon succeed.
On the third day, I came. I want to hug you with myself. I don't hate you. I want to appreciate you slowly. Please don't worry. I'll come in the third grade. Please wait for me.
On the third day came composition 6, sensitive words; Grade three, a goal of struggle; On the third day, the stage of flying dreams. ...
Entering the third grade, we will abandon the ignorance of the first grade and the rebellion of the second grade and pick up our persistent belief in our dreams.
People say: "the first day is mint, cool and sweet;" The next day was a glass of soda, a little sour and a little sweet; The third day is a cup of espresso. Only by savoring it carefully will you find the mellow taste in bitterness. "
When I was in the first grade, I always felt far away from the third grade, but in a blink of an eye, I stood in front of the third grade and walked into the door with tension and curiosity. They said: "the third grade is an ocean of knowledge, and we are just a boat;" The third grade is a new challenge, and we are the destroyers of the challenge; The third grade is a manager who has always insisted on faith. We are the masters of the third grade! "Grade three, I'm coming!
No matter what problems you give me or what powerful obstacles you send me, I will always be their nemesis. Even if I am hurt and frustrated, I always believe that my persistence will usher in the light of victory.
Grade three, I'm coming! I remember the teacher said, "the time of grade three is very urgent, but you also have a period of time in your heart, and that is your own time." We used to say that there was no time and time was deprived. But now, I won't say that. I will say, "the time in our hearts is the time for our own struggle, and it is how to use other time to consolidate after knowing a certain knowledge point." I will not give in and I will not give up.
Grade three, I'm coming! Yes, I'm here. I am here to fight for my goals and dreams. I will create a dream future; I will collect the treasure of knowledge; I will break the thorny grass. Deep night, blue sky and strong wings make me brilliant!
In the third grade, no matter how tough and difficult you are, you will eventually be conquered by me, trampled under my feet and become a stepping stone to my success.
The third day is coming. There is a green lotus and a pool of red lotus in the garden of memory, which exudes a faint fragrance. Mother, I want your heart to be full of fragrance and your lotus leaf to come to me.
When I was a child, you were a lotus leaf and I was a red lotus. It is your concern that makes me grow up healthily. I remember the math contest, but I was full of confidence, but I lost in Sun Shan. After school, I ran home with tears on my face, closed the door and burst into tears. At this moment, the lotus leaf came. You gently opened the door, walked up to me and gently said to me, "son, didn't you do well in the exam?" It doesn't matter, crying can't solve everything. " Analyze the reasons and find the shortcomings is the most important! With your comfort, I regained my confidence and continued to work hard. Since then, I have been greeted with more joy of victory.
Yes, mom, you are a lotus leaf and I am a red lotus. When I was sad, you came to me and dispersed the dark clouds in my heart; When I failed, you came to me and lit the lamp in my heart; When I was hurt, you came to my side to comfort my young heart. Mom, except you, who is my shade under the unobstructed sky? Mom, would you like to be my lotus leaf? When my daughter grows up, let me be your lotus leaf, too!
Now, I am a lotus leaf and you are a red lotus. When you drag your tired body home, you will find slippers and hot tea already prepared for you, which hide my concern for you; When you step into the kitchen, you will find that the steaming food on the chair is not delicious, but I made it with love; When you leave home, you will find a small smiling face on the wall as your umbrella, which will make your world clear in Wan Li. When it snows, I will hold your hand and let you feel the love, warmth and April in the world. When I was a child, you always came to me to care for the little red-violet to the big lotus leaf; Now, mom, here comes your lotus leaf. That's your beloved daughter coming into your world. I also want your world to smell fragrant.
Mom, your lotus leaf is coming to me.
Time always slips away, and another year has passed in a blink of an eye. Looking back on the road, the second day is another year's transition. During this year, several people left, and similarly, some new blood flowed in. We know together, are familiar together, are strange together, are familiar together, are familiar together, and are strange together. After another year of running-in, the edges and corners left behind were smoothed; This year, we cried together, laughed together, played together, quarreled together, and even punished our parents together ... This year, the relationship between classmates was more harmonious, the feelings were stronger, and the topics were wider. Even Lao Lei doesn't invite his parents very much. The students sublimated from the understanding of grade one to the indifference of grade two. This year, the study is getting heavier and heavier, the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, the students cooperate and compete together, and the learning atmosphere is getting more and more serious. Students who have been smirking have also become serious in this year; this year ...
Goodbye, second grade.
In ten days, the second day of junior high school will truly become my eternal memory. At the same time, I am full of endless fear and eager expectation for the third grade.
In the third grade, the legendary nightmare, accustomed to the painful memories of some "experienced" brothers and sisters, is inevitably a little scared; Piles of homework, dark circles that I can't get rid of after sleeping for three days and nights, only one holiday a week, day after day, year after year! Everything, everything is on the third day of darkness. However, at the same time, I still have a kind of expectation and disappointment. Grade three, this is the last academic year of junior high school. What kind of spark will it spark in this year? Any fresh blood? How many people left us? Has the teacher changed? How will I behave?
Third grade,/kloc-see you in 0/4 days!
The third day is coming. The pace of time is always so light. In a blink of an eye, it led me into the third day, symbolizing that only hard work can succeed. Looking back now, it seems that it is still the same as the day when I first entered senior one. However, I am indeed a junior three student.
Entering the third grade, I have become a child with ideals and goals. No, maybe I shouldn't say that I am a child, because I am one year older.
Before, I heard a lot about Grade Three. They made the third grade worse than hell, making people sweat, accompanied by that terrible expression on their faces. Sometimes when I hear them talking about Grade Three, I always stay away from them. I am afraid that I will fall into "hell" like them that day.
I have read many articles about grade three before. They say that senior three is a "tide of war". There is no affection, friendship and love here, only "smoke" permeates the whole "tide of war"; They say grade three is a game, and no one wants to surpass anyone. They say that the third grade is a beautiful landscape and a big stage where you can stretch your posture to the extreme. I didn't know who to listen to at that time.
Now, the third day has come, and it has come into my life without saying a word. They didn't say it, nor did they say it in the book. Sometimes, in the face of it, I have no room for resistance. I can only obey. I can only study hard and swim in the endless sea of questions. In the face of all kinds of entertainment, I can only stop. But sometimes, it makes me happy. When I solved a difficult problem and read some achievements about our country in books, I felt extremely happy.
The third grade has challenged me, and I will bravely accept it.
The third grade is coming, and the composition 10 is very busy in September this year. Unconsciously, three years have passed, and when I think back to my primary school graduation, every moment is still vivid. Sure enough, the time is not long, short and not short.
I have to make some changes this year.
The third grade is an important turning point for every student, which means the end of nine-year compulsory education, and then it is up to you to rely on your own strength. I'm not afraid of the dark, the cold, the long journey, or the death of a horse. I'm afraid I've wasted my years.
In the first two years of junior high school life, my grades began to decline from the second grade, which was a great blow to me, because I also knew that once the grades in the second grade fell, it would be difficult to recover in the third grade. But I don't believe it. Who said there was no chance to fight back? Didn't my father reach the first grade in the third month? Let's not talk about the big ones. I'll set a goal for myself first and try to get into the top ten of the class.
I also know that success is not that easy. On the first day of school, math class ushered in our first test paper since a semester. The teacher asked us to correct it ourselves, only to find that we still have a lot of knowledge. The second exam was in the second math class, and there was no obvious progress. I am disappointed and happy. This proves that I still have a lot of room for improvement, work hard and have a learning heart. Pay and return are always in direct proportion!
I am also flustered when I see that my classmates around me are making progress. Actually, it's only a matter of time. I want to understand that a knowledge point always takes longer than other students, doesn't mean I can't succeed?
I recite English faster than others, because I have a bad memory, so I have to preview it in advance or I will fall behind; I am slower than others in doing math problems, because I am not flexible in thinking, but I have goals; Chinese reading, I am worse than others, because my understanding ability is not good enough. ...
Maybe I'm too bad-looking, so look forward to what I will look like next year.
Stick to our original wishes and remember our mission.
Today, many years later, I thank myself for my efforts.
On the third day came the composition 1 1 "If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" This is a poem in ode to the west wind by the English poet Shelley. Yes! The second day is almost over, is the third day far from us?
They say that the third grade is a "big battlefield", where there is no affection, friendship and love, only "smoke" permeates the whole "battlefield"; They say grade three is a game, and no one wants to surpass anyone. They say that the third grade is a beautiful landscape and a big stage where you can stretch your posture to the extreme. I didn't know who to listen to at that time.
I'm waiting, waiting for it to come. Maybe it will come soon, maybe it will be slow. But my yearning for it will not change.
The third day is coming.
Parents' nagging gradually turned into dark circles and wrinkles caused by studying with me in the middle of the night. When I watched them graying my temples, I realized how important my responsibility was. For my parents and myself, I must work hard, work hard and work hard again.
The third day is coming. Looking at my classmates' friends for three years and thinking about the coming departure, there is an indescribable sadness. Maybe at that time, we will whisper again, "I left gently, just as I came gently, waving my sleeves without taking away a cloud."
The third day is coming.
I think my after-school life will be more boring, because I will prepare for the mid-term exam soon. However, I believe that the study life in grade three is like a gorgeous rainbow. Here, there are confident smiles everywhere, and they all cherish the sweat of hard work. Behind these, there will be the fragrance of success.
You came in the third grade, and I want to meet your challenge. You are a cup of fragrant tea in grade three. The entrance may be bitter, but if you taste it carefully, you will find it is sweet. Grade three is an unfulfilled dream. Once you work hard, you will find that your dream is actually only one step away from reality. So, I want to beat you in the third grade.
The third day came. Time is like water. Gone forever. Primary schools always look forward to coming to middle school early, and now they finally get what they want. Time, like water, always slips away carelessly. When I first came into contact with middle school, I could finish my first year of high school in a blink of an eye and welcome my second year of high school.
The key came out, but it happened at the moment when we were most afraid of you. Presumably, some people will pursue the boys and girls in their hearts, so the focus is not on learning, and time is lost bit by bit, and it is mixed into the graduation season-the third day. Some people work harder, harder and harder every day, so they will greet the graduation season with an involuntary smile.
So, if the second day comes, will the third day be far behind? Of course not!
I was in a daze the first day, and I will wake up the next day. If this continues, I may be greeted with tears all over my face.
I hope I can make some changes this semester. Do the questions quickly, don't be so careless, remember the questions accurately, and practice more … These seemingly small goals need to be accumulated day after day, all for the third grade.
There will be an independent senior high school entrance examination in the third grade, and there will be a terrible senior high school entrance examination, which can be described as several joys and sorrows. With the foundation laid on the first day and the second day, of course, you won't worry on the third day. As for worry ...
The third day is the graduation season, and the graduation day will cheer for our graduation. It is inevitable that there will be some sadness, and good friends will draw ellipsis from now on. You don't know if you will meet again after graduation, do you? Unforgettable things happened ... waiting for us to continue to update.
In a word, we must work hard now, the next day is coming, can the third day be far behind? Students, are you ready?
I am an eagle, I will be with the blue sky, never back down, never hesitate, grit your teeth and go forward! I firmly believe that "living as an outstanding person" is my domineering; "Once you climb to the top of the peep, you will see" is my ambition; "Tempering" is my determination. As long as I want to, who can stop it, as long as I fight, I will definitely win! -inscription
"The autumn wind starts in Bai Yunfei, the grass and trees fall yellow, and the geese return to the south." In this world, I walk into the sacred hall of grade three with my head held high, where I will spread my wings and soar. ...
In the first lesson of school, I am here to regain my dream, and I want to forge hope with my efforts. If I were an eagle, then my dream would be my wings. With it, I can fly, fight against the sky and my fate. In the first lesson of school, the teacher's cry made me find my passion and desire to pursue my dreams again, because I want to be brilliant, and I want to turn into a purple star, looking down at the stars in the night sky, shining brightly and showing the charm of life. Therefore, I want to fight, I want to struggle, I want to "pull the mountain out of the world" in the entrance examination room, and I will be invincible.
In the first lesson, I found my passion here, and I will devour everything with one cavity of blood. Listen! How loud the oath slogan in the classroom is, like lightning breaking the night sky at night, breaking the silence of the campus instantly. Look! Competitors are racing against time and writing hard. Who doesn't understand the truth that "learn from the times, and if you don't advance, you will fall back"? And I am more ambitious and overbearing than them. I can challenge people who are better than me, "I tell you, I will beat you in the middle school entrance examination". They laughed at me. I don't care. I only know that the weak will become strong because of dreams and passions. Because I have created miracles, I believe that "as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle", as long as I want to, it will be unstoppable.
The third day is coming. Composition 14 sunshine is always after the storm. Please believe there is a rainbow. -inscription
It's raining. It hasn't stopped since this morning. The clouds in the sky seem to have been knocked over by someone. Dark clouds are very aggressive in commanding troops and occupying debris in the sky. I sat alone in the classroom, waiting for the final result. I sat nervously in the classroom, staring at the door, for fear that someone would come in and I didn't notice it for the first time; Hands unconsciously hold each other, and two fingers are constantly entangled. Except for my heavy breathing, there is only the ticking of the clock at the back of the classroom.
The minute hand of the clock never stopped turning, once, twice, three times ... Finally, a teacher opened the door and opened his mouth, but looked at me regretfully. My heart tightened and I jumped out of my chair without saying anything. I took a piece of paper from his hand. I just took a look, and I was completely stunned. My mind was blank, and time and space seemed to freeze. Suddenly, a flash of lightning cut across the sky, split my heart and woke me up from my dream.
It's finally raining.
Bean-sized raindrops hit the ground heavily, covering everything, and seemed destined to destroy everything. I glanced at the paper with complicated eyes and sighed. Regardless of the teacher's dissuasion, I jumped out of the window, sat in the chair and closed my eyes.
After a while, the rain stopped, and I regretted it, so I went out again to find the record of humiliation. Suddenly, the grass caught my eye. God, what a beautiful meadow it is. The downpour not only didn't kill it, but also scrubbed the dust for it. The crystal tears on its face are his perseverance. You see, its green grass leaves are so sharp that they point directly at the sky, as if to cut through the budding sky. At this moment, I was shocked again.
"Since grass can resist wind and rain, why can't I?"
"Since it can have such ambitions, why can't I?"
In an instant, my motivation seems to be back, with my head held high and my mouth raised, heading for a new goal and starting!
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