(1) Curiosity
A thick and old notebook aroused my curiosity.
She can't live without it. She took it with her in class; She always turns it over when eating; When studying at night, she will add a lot of content to it; What about before going to bed? I will definitely take it.
What exactly did this note say? Curiosity impelled me to understand.
During a break, she left the classroom and left in a hurry. She lay flat on the platform quietly. Go and have a look. Curiosity drove me to the podium. Peeking at other people's privacy is not what a gentleman does, so I hesitate again. It lay there motionless, covered with dense words.
I looked askance at my classmates. They seem to have the same curiosity, but they haven't put it into action. After all, it belongs to the teacher.
Now that I am standing on the podium, there is no reason to go back empty-handed, I said to myself. "Hey, look, what does it say!" A classmate's eyes lit up and reminded me carefully. My will is stronger. "You, go and help me keep an eye on the wind." I told that classmate. "Ok, don't worry." Then he rushed out of the classroom and stood in the corridor looking around, his eyes rolling around. I strode confidently onto the platform, narrowed my eyes slightly and looked at the dense lines of words.
"mane, delicate heart, not strong enough, be careful not to blame her too much."
"Mane (my name) is smart, but not practical. It should be guided in good faith and not hurt the child's self-esteem. "
Turn over a page. "Today, my classmate Mao cheated in the exam. I blame him. My heart is in a mess. How can I make him understand my heart? "
Turning over a page again, "the child is not feeling well today, but the school is too busy." Remember to remind the child's grandmother to go home and look after him. "
"Soon, my children will take the college entrance examination. How can I encourage them? "
I stopped looking down. This is the teacher's diary. I actually peeked at the teacher's "secret"! My eyes are unconsciously moist.
How many days and nights has she worked for us, and how many sleepless nights? How can she have the heart to give up her small family for everyone, even if the child is ill? How strong is she, hiding a fiery heart with a stern appearance? Why is her figure getting thinner and thinner and her temples getting gray? At this time, I already have the answer in my heart.
Teacher, she honed our gravel with sincerity and made us a bright pearl.
I used my curiosity to gain understanding and respect for my teacher. Thank you, my dear teacher!
Because of you, I am very happy.
Birds fly happily because of the care of the blue sky. Because of the warmth of the sun, the flowers bloom to the fullest. Teacher Liu, I can grow up happily because of your concern and training. Notes before the text of a book or after the title of an article.
With long shawl hair, bright eyes, slim figure and elegant clothes, your beautiful image was embedded in my heart in the first Chinese class.
What makes me happy is your unique teaching methods and opinions, and I like your serious and loving attitude towards work. You go to class with a smile every day, sowing knowledge and happiness. Your respect and understanding of students have won my love and respect. So you have always been one of the most popular teachers in your class.
Remember? Three years ago, I was used to praising and praising that immature and cautious little girl with excellent grades in primary school. I'm a little arrogant, so I don't know. After that class, you called me to the office: Look at your homework, your handwriting, this can only be considered serious, not mature enough, and it is also considered medium-sized in the class! Hearing this, I am really a little hard to accept, and I don't know what to say at the moment. Looking up, I saw your warm eyes: your literary accomplishment is not bad, and I believe you will also practice your calligraphy well.
Your encouragement is like a ray of sunshine, which warms my heart. Don't worry, teacher, I will work hard! Since then, I have been practicing calligraphy, and an assignment has become my copybook. I persisted for half a year and finally got your praise. Now I can finally write down the big words in my exercise book freely. Thank you, teacher. You not only taught me how to write Chinese characters well, but also taught me how to be a man: self-esteem and humility are not contradictory, and pride and pride are not the same.
Not long ago, I just read my exercises in Zhoucun Daily, and naturally I am more grateful to Teacher Liu. Now my composition has also been published in various newspapers and periodicals, and my composition has won many awards. The long road of literature is that you take me sailing; Every word is your hard work and effort. I remember that you gave me guidance again and again in class and helped me revise it again and again after class. . . Your sincere concern and selfless love are the award-winning certificates for each composition. In the footsteps of growth, you use the dew of knowledge to water my ideal flowers; It is the beautiful fruit you washed with your heart that moistens my sentiment.
Finally, a thousand words are combined into a poem and sent to you and all selfless teachers:
In our young hearts, there is a road to success. Wherever we go, we will always remember your words, and from then on, we will be happy at any time in our lives. Seeing Tianhuafa, Qingsi smiled at the platform. The fragrance of peaches and plums is your joy, and silent dedication is your selfless heart. Every word and deed of the teacher makes us unforgettable all our lives!
(3) the feeling of the first day.
With the passage of time, today we are no longer children playing house on the grass; Today, we are no longer primary school students who read aloud "the bright line at the foot of my bed"; Today, we bid farewell to childhood and move towards youth. With a vision for the future, we came to the High School Attached to the National People's Congress and entered the first day of life.
It's been a month since I started school, and I have a certain understanding of the new environment. There are also many feelings about life in the first grade.
On the first day, 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; Modern libraries, audio-visual centers, network centers and laboratories make me linger. All this is very different from primary school, but I think it is very fresh and interesting.
On the first day, the second feeling was longing for the future. At the opening ceremony, we excitedly tied our best wishes to balloons and flew them into the blue sky. Everyone's wishes are varied, some want to be musicians and push China's traditional music to the world; Some hope to become journalists, so that all mankind is amazed at the rapid development of China today; Some people want to be writers and let people hear the faint voice in the corner of society ... The ideal can only be realized through action. In the three years of junior high school, lay a solid foundation for the future and move towards the goal step by step.
The first day, a little more emotion will make you nervous. In middle schools, especially excellent middle schools, the competition for study is fierce and there will be some pressure. If you are not careful, your grades will fall behind the team and you can't relax at all. You should always be in a state of learning. We must adapt to this tense learning atmosphere in order to achieve results in three years of study.
On the first day of junior high school, I was both excited, expecting and nervous. But anyway, let's start from bit by bit and integrate into a new life. Let's face the life of senior one with a high-spirited attitude.
(4) On the road
I walked on the road, thinking nothing, and banishing my heart endlessly. I let my eyes look straight ahead, the dust. The wind is in my ear like a ghost. I really want to catch it and gently rub it into the quietest corner of my heart. I am attached to the beauty it conveys on my face without trace. I never understood why it ran so fast. Can't it wait for me? I really want to catch up, but I can't do anything. I'm really tired, tired, tired. I want my brain to stop working, but I can't.
Tonight, the stars are so bright, but they do not belong to me. You can only enjoy the faint and dazzling light from a distance. Suddenly I want to fly. The sky is so blue during the day, does it look so dark at night? No matter how beautiful a smile is, it can only be a green leaf blown by Xia Feng and a fallen flower buried by Daiyu. Longing for a miracle, maybe it can draw a beautiful arc. Will snow, ice and frost disturb the heat of the red sun? I have long lost faith in happiness, just like a floating white cloud. There used to be many ideas, but they were ruthlessly shattered by reality. It seems that I am used to it. Now both failure and success are expected. Cry alone and learn to be rock-solid in front of others. It's not my fault that I don't laugh. I am unhappy. Why should I force a smile? I can't find a reason. I taste my silence alone, I live under my own sky, and I bind myself in my own castle. I don't want to say anything more, just want to keep my peace of mind. In my eyes, parting is beautiful and meeting is beautiful. How can we find the turning point of beauty by embracing two kinds of beauty? But it doesn't matter, I never thought that the life that would make me hate was an inescapable shackle for me.
I have come a long way, with no end and no eternity. The wind stopped, and neither did I. I won't be afraid, I still have myself.
(5) youthful vitality
Stepping into the campus, a faint fragrance makes everything look so beautiful. We read in the sunny morning, started a tense life in the morning breeze, and recorded our energetic youth.
During the second class break in the morning, the students were very excited to hear that they could not run exercises. But why not run for exercise? This answer makes the students more excited because: it's snowing! Some people heard this, and quickly put their heads and hands out of the window to feel the breath of winter. Some people heard it and quickly told the news to another person to share their happiness with him. Although it is only an invisible light snow, it is also a feature of winter. At the beginning of the class, some students' hearts were still outside the window, looking out from time to time. At this time, the teacher said that as long as there is heavy snow in a Chinese class, she will definitely take us out to have a snowball fight. In this way, we are more excited and have been looking forward to the arrival of the snow elf.
At noon, after a morning's class, we lined up to the canteen. Everyone seems to have an appetite today, and everyone is full. During the lunch break, several students were in a hurry to prepare for the English drama. One of them seems to be deliberately trying to make the students laugh, wearing a prop wig on his head, which caused the students to burst into laughter.
In the second afternoon in physical education class, we lined up and came to the playground. The sky is gray, and I have never seen the sun, which makes everything so bleak. After we ran four laps, the teacher let us move freely, so some girls played games. In the game, an accident happened. On the way to running, I accidentally tripped and fell heavily on the grass. I was about to cry when some classmates came over and asked kindly, "Linlin, are you all right?" Hearing this voice, I quickly put away my tears and put on a smile. Nothing, nothing. I patted the dirt on my body and stood up to continue my entertainment with my classmates.
Jingjing's campus has left us many stories, which are so wonderful and energetic.
(6) the growth of junior high school life
When I was in primary school, I always looked forward to junior high school. At that time, I longed for growth and freedom. When I was young, I didn't know the taste of sadness. I always feel that the happy life every day is too dull. So I didn't cherish the old soft time and entered junior high school.
I think junior high school has made me grow up. Let me understand: school is the epitome of society-social life is a big dye vat, complicated. I am no longer a child, and I will never shirk my responsibilities. Grind off my edges and corners, leaving my pride.
Junior high school has grown my persistence. I've never been very persistent. So, there are some things I can't stick to at all. After the betrayal of the first grade, the tempering of the second grade, the washing of friendship, the tempering of work and the change of life, I think I can finally face life with a smile. I will never forget how I felt when I first tasted betrayal. I can't remember exactly what happened at that time, except a voice in my ear: from today, you are no longer the center of people, from today, you can't be self-centered ... since then, I never seem to look up. Not only interpersonal relationships, grades, work, but also large and small loopholes have emerged. I really wanted to leave. It might be better to get out of here and change the environment. However, I persisted. I don't even remember how I got through it. Only when others ask, the corners of the mouth are upturned and the nose is sour. Disaster is not only a disaster, but also a test. It's hard, but you can't blow out yellow sand and get gold, can you? Time is a feast and a long arrow. Many times, what we lose is not disaster, but time. I insist, I will win. I beat time, so I learned to persist.
Junior high school life taught me to be indifferent. When you are right, others will not remember that you are right; When you are wrong, even breathing is wrong. So, I face life with a smile. Listening to the Xuan, breaking three thousands of feet faces; Falling flowers, once rippling with the wind; If the flower is pitiful, whose fingertips will it fall on? Even if you can't do it completely, you should be close to that mentality.
Life is real. It has not only happiness, but also pain. Fate pushes us forward, and the wheel of time runs over, leaving the shadow of time in circles. Who said you couldn't go back? We have grown up and can't live so carefree.
People need to grow, and people's life is spent in constant growth. We have just entered this small and uncomplicated society. If we can't handle things easily, let alone the future.
I am grateful for my junior high school life, which made me understand a lot and grow a lot. At the same time, I hate it and am afraid of the pain it brings me. But I know that what I have learned now will be useful for a lifetime. Although I don't have enough for myself, I firmly believe that the vast land is broken and there is no prosperity. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh, it is futile.