Time always leaves in a hurry, making people feel that it is coming.
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How time flies! Before I know it, I have spent four semesters in Golden Angle. At this early stage, when I returned to campus, I felt disappointed and somewhat happy. ...
Looking back on that fascinating time, I miss a lot.
Xiao Jiang is my best friend in Grade One and Grade Two. She writes a good hand and has a high artistic foundation. She often helps teachers to publish blackboard newspapers. Her concern for me is still vivid-the PE teacher measured us 800 meters that day, and Xiao Jiang didn't let her take the exam because of physical reasons, but I still have to take the exam. When I ran the second lap, I felt very tired because I didn't consider the physical distribution of the first lap. At this moment, Xiao Jiang suddenly appeared next to me. "Hey, be careful, you run too slowly. I have caught up with you in jogging, hey! " She said. I was a little surprised: "You're not appendicitis, can't you run?" She shook her head and said, "The doctor only said not to do strenuous exercise, not jogging. Alas, you are so slow, I won't wait for you. " I ran as fast as I could to catch up with her. Gradually, the distance between us narrowed until I overtook her. Stimulated by her, I got good results in the 800-meter race. After returning to the classroom after class, Xiao Jiang handed me a bottle of water and staggered back to his seat. I was a little worried, but the bell rang. Halfway through the math class, she suddenly raised her hand, her face was as white as a piece of paper, and there were a lot of sweat on her forehead. Afraid of her accident, the teacher called her home and took her to the hospital.
Later, I learned that appendicitis got worse because of her strenuous exercise. ...
The past is gone, but it can never be redeemed. Although we are no longer in the same classroom, we are under the same blue sky, watching the same sky, bathing in the same sunshine and breathing the same air. I firmly believe that we will get together in the future, during which we will encounter many beautiful things. At that time, we will tell each other how we feel.
2. Wu Mengting
This early autumn seems to be the same as before, but it is somewhat different. -inscription
There was a little more rain in the early autumn of this year. A few days ago, it rained heavily. The rain is loud, but crisp. It is "rushing" and "swishing", which makes my heart happy.
Suddenly I envy my classmates sitting by the window. Sometimes I listen to the sound of rain, sometimes I look out of the window, and I see raindrops falling and splashing on the ground and windowsill. They are as bright as umbrellas. Maybe a few drops of rain jumped into their books mischievously. Maybe ...
……
There is less rain.
After dinner, I walked back to the classroom alone, always feeling something was missing. The rain is still falling, and it is very small. I held the umbrella and the rain dripped down the tip of the umbrella. Suddenly, someone patted me, turned around and met me again. Still the familiar smile, the same tone. "Did you miss me?" I can't help laughing. I laugh wildly. I haven't felt this way for a long time.
She didn't bring an umbrella, so I put it down and pretended to say casually,' Actually, walking in the rain is also a good choice.' The two of us are pushing and shoving, talking and laughing, and we always feel that we have endless words. We passed the pomegranate tree. It was a flower two months ago, but now it's a pomegranate with a little yellow inside and a sweet smell in the air.
Meeting is always accompanied by parting.
We said goodbye lightly and went back to the classroom.
In the rain, I looked at the second-grade teaching building, and in a trance I remembered the scene where we picked leaves together to make bookmarks, your serious eyes when I taught you the topic, and …
However, the original "now" has become a memory, kindness and memory.
All this happened in early autumn, but there are still new encounters.
I met a new teacher, a classmate, and, by the way, my deskmate, the girl who likes joking but doesn't like math.
In this early autumn, I wrote this little poem:
Change and invariability
Chu qiuli
I became a junior three student.
I became serious.
Become multi-sensory
I don't know.
Become old classmates.
We broke up.
No sadness.
Chu qiuli
I haven't changed.
Still running
Under?the?sun
Still laughing
I like rain because I fell in love with this early autumn!
3. Zhou Jiajia
The Millennium, the weather is still sultry, but my mood is mixed.
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With the end of the final exam, I entered the summer life that I yearned for for half a year.
Time flies, and it's the school season again. We moved from the second-grade teaching building to the third-grade teaching building. In order to improve the learning atmosphere, the school divided classes.
When I heard the news, I had mixed feelings. I began to miss the old days two days ago. When we first entered middle school, we walked into the classroom of senior one with curiosity and fear. We don't know each other, talk to each other, know each other and accompany each other. After two years of ups and downs. From just seeing the teacher's strangeness and alienation to caring for each other and being familiar with each other, I have long known each other's personality. It seems that my heart is empty when I learn about the placement. Among the students, I poured out my thoughts on my friends one by one, looking at all the updated information, feeling sad and nostalgic, and regretting that I didn't cherish the previous time.
The road always goes forward. Even if there is more attachment in my heart, I will enter a new class when I start school.
New classes, new groups and new classmates are all moving towards new goals.
Although I was not accompanied by teachers and classmates, I also made new friends and fell in love with the new teacher.
My deskmate Wu Mengting is my first friend in the class. On the first day of school, I was awakened by a gentle voice, which hung over my departure. It's Mona. Friendly eyes and heartfelt kindness infected me. I like this girl. Gradually, I changed from talking less to talking to her about everything. I am not good at math, and she always takes pains to teach me; When something bothers you, persuade me patiently. There is always a warm current in my heart.
On the first day of school, I was attracted by our physics teacher. He is surprisingly thin. It's the same as the "compass" written by Lu Xun. At first glance, I think he is weak. However, the fact seems to be different from what I thought. In class, he walks with the wind and is full of energy; Humor in language often makes us laugh. I don't know why, but I'm always attracted by the knowledge he talks about, which is very central.
Two weeks later, I gradually became familiar with this new class, and my friendship with my classmates was gradually established, and I began to work hard towards new goals. Although separated from former friends, they move forward together; Together with the new group, make this autumn more meaningful.
4. Huang Zhou
Autumn is not strong, but deep.
One? Leave each other
The class was divided.
Students who once had a good time together are scattered in various classes. Goodbye is only occasional.
I remember meeting many old classmates in the examination room at the beginning of the exam. We are all very excited, joking with each other as always, laughing and slapping, and our faces are filled with unbridled joy.
Crazy and beautiful.
When laughing, a classmate said, "I am most looking forward to the monthly exam now." I didn't say the last part, and I know it.
Because of the monthly exam, we are in an examination room and can get together for another day.
But I think, although we are separated from each other and are no longer a class group, our hearts have always been together, our fighting spirit has never been extinguished, and although our light is scattered, we still shine separately.
I believe that in the future, we will smile and say to each other in our favorite classroom: "classmates are coming again!" " "
A little poem for an old classmate:
The so-called bright milky way
Just because of the brilliance of every star.
Even if it is discrete.
You can also compare it with a thousand lamps.
Never dim
Two? acquaintance
The class was divided.
Go to the classroom with a nervous and expectant mood, remembering that the sun is just right and the breeze is not dry.
As soon as I entered the classroom door, Teacher Zhang stood by the door. I quietly wrote a report. Mr. Zhang's eyes immediately shifted from the list to me, and then he showed a gentle and enthusiastic smile: "Zhou Wei."
Only this smile, the tension disappeared.
After a few days with my classmates, I feel quite easygoing and friendly.
What impressed me most was the blackboard newspaper.
I'm not familiar with them, but it's amazing that we naturally discuss the layout, design and content, which is very tacit.
The third day is tight, and blackboard newspapers can only be published during lunch break. In order not to disturb the students' sleep, we always put the movements to the lightest.
The classroom was quiet, and there was a soft rustle in my ear. Suddenly there is a feeling that the years are quiet and good, and my heart is inexplicably soft.
I am very lucky to know you.
……
Bury the past honey deep in your heart and lock it carefully; Cherish today's fate and live up to this early autumn.
5. Cao Jiayuan
In addition to the constantly changing numbers on the calendar, in this early autumn, the electric fan is still on and the temperature is still fluctuating.
Move from one building to another, from the second floor to the first floor, from midsummer to early autumn, from walking to school until mom picks me up. ...
On the first day of school, at 5: 50, I suddenly woke up. My mother was brushing her teeth, and her voice was vague. Take a nap, it's still early! I answered without thinking; Mom, are you crazy? "You must go to school today!" Don't worry, I will see you off. No wonder I was surprised. From the first two years of junior high school to the second two years of junior high school, she never saw me off except when I was about to be late. This feeling is a bit novel.
It's September, I put on my coat, and the advertising screen in the elevator is not bright yet. The silver elevator vaguely reflected my mother's appearance. She must have got up early. At least at half past five, jiaozi was still rolling in the pot. Jiaozi today belongs to beef, cabbage and cowpea.
The wind in the morning is a little cold, and my mother's strands of uncombed hair are flying in the air, she said while pushing the battery car; My hair is getting less and less. When do I buy a wig to wear? I said; Buy a real hair cover. It looks good in brown, hehe.'
I sat in the car and put my arm around her waist. Actually, my home is very close to the school. It takes only 8.9 minutes to walk and 3.4 minutes to drive. The willow tree by the bridge is missing? Hibiscus flowers are not blooming either? The leaves are still green, and the wind in early autumn is very comfortable, keeping just the right scale, mom said; The trees along this road have grown so tall after five years. Me, though not very long, I have grown up. I hugged her, and I could clearly feel that her body was about the same as my temperature, except that she reminded me to wear my coat in the morning and forgot to wear it myself.
She talks a lot, but that's all. After all, time is faster. After passing the traffic lights, she arrived at the school gate. She said to welcome the new semester well. I waved to her and turned away.
Now, nearly two weeks have passed, and this has become a fixed pattern. A variety of breakfast, more meticulous care, more wordy exhortation, my mother's actions have made me feel the difference of this new semester in Grade Three more deeply than the teacher's reminder.
Since this early autumn, both love and emotion have drifted away with the autumn wind and condensed into my heart. After this clean start, I hope to live up to myself and others. In another place, I will keep my beauty and move on.
6. Cao Jiayu
Come, come, this early autumn is coming.
The leaves are still lush, but the temperature has plummeted, and the Millennium has arrived. This early autumn has come.
Still on the road, the destination is not a cram school, but a school. This summer vacation really flies. I want to divide classes this year. I wonder if I can have a class with my friends? We are all looking forward to it.
However, the fact is not so beautiful, we separated and we came to a new class group. Just a few days after school started, because we were still eating together, we walked together and strolled between campuses, which reminded us of the past.
On a warm afternoon, the leaves rustled in the breeze. We walked slowly along the winding path hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder. I put my hand over my mouth, close to your ear, and tell you my surprise, joy and sadness in a voice that only you and I can hear. .....................................................................................................................
You are a girl who loves plants and collections. In the afternoon, when you and I walk beside the plants, you will suddenly stop, pull me to your side and dance and laugh. Small fruit. I didn't find it. You point, there, behind the leaves, look, little fruit, little fruit. Oh, behind the leaf, there is a green fruit, and the color is not much different from the leaf. I nodded, you stopped for a long time before you left, and then looked back several times. You are full of joy in this new life, and then stop to observe every few seconds. Sometimes, you will stop, squat down and feel sorry for the fallen leaves. You will pick up some leaves that are still alive as bookmarks. These bookmarks are prominent and intertwined, showing the wonderful vitality of nature. You also gave me a red, rich and deep leaf, which was sandwiched in a book and let me immerse myself in it. Although you and I are separated, it is difficult to meet each other on campus, but we can encourage each other through exchanges, make progress together, meet challenges, and accompany us through this third year and this early autumn.
Standing at the school gate, the fiery glow fainted half the sky, and you and I waved goodbye.
Standing at the school gate again, the morning light illuminates the sky, and I will welcome new friends and new class groups.
The past is beautiful, and this beauty will nourish my heart, stay in my heart, and become my pursuit of the future.
Let's go Let's go Let's meet this early autumn!
7. Wang Haoyu
No matter who surprises who, don't ask who is gentle, don't be close, don't be shy, don't get sick. This early autumn, I said goodbye and was very happy to meet you.
New semester, new atmosphere, new starting point, on the new journey, I met Huang Lianwei in Grade Three. In the life of grade three, there are challenges and surprises every moment. The entrance examination, 2 16, is undoubtedly a great blow to me. But I believe that God rewards diligence. As long as you are willing to work hard, iron bars will be ground into embroidery needles. So, I began to study hard. After several days and nights of hard work, my grades didn't improve at all. But my determination remains firm. I believe I will hand in a satisfactory answer sheet for the first monthly exam. The third grade is more difficult than the second grade, and there are three more courses. Art, music and computers also disappeared at the same time, and evening self-study rose from 8: 40 to 9: 10. Every day is either an exam or a lecture, just like yesterday, I took two papers and told two papers. The bell rang, and after a while, the second teacher came and the first teacher left. The third grade is like hell in Dante's Divine Comedy. However, we also adapted to this tense environment and began to write a new chapter in our lives.
However, although the third grade is Huanglian, it also allows us to meet new friends and let us grow up. In the third grade, I met many new excellent classmates, such as Huang Zhou and Zhang Ning. More importantly, the third grade also gave us a lot of new knowledge, which made us know more about science and society.
The third grade is also interesting. Take a rest in the busy time after class, physical education class's accelerated running, the wonderful world of chemistry class, the fantasy universe of physics class and the active thinking of mathematics class. ...
All this is because of this early autumn meeting. ...
8. Wang Leyan
? Heavy rain ......
? I'm a little impatient. It's cloudy in the morning. I rode out in a hurry and forgot my raincoat. It's raining so hard now, how can I go home? There is no choice but to bite the bullet and push the bike to the school gate.
? As soon as I left school, I saw a familiar figure-mother. As soon as she saw me, she rushed over, holding an umbrella for me in one hand and handing me a raincoat in the other: "Put it on!" " "Even with the meaning of command in the tone, I looked at my mother at such a close distance, only to find that her eyes don't know when I have quietly climbed a few shallow crow's feet. I have no time to think about it. I quickly put on my raincoat and was just about to ride a bike. My mother said to me again, "slow down, be careful to slide on the ground!" " "well. "I got on the bus. Although the night in early autumn is cold, my heart is warm.
? Since I entered the third grade, my daily life has been monotonous and a little boring: getting up, eating, going to school, going home, reading and sleeping. Every day is nothing more than this process, working day cycle, weekend homework and endorsement. In this way, I feel that I can't open a flower this autumn.
? In the daily repetition, I ignore the steaming poached eggs in the morning, my mother waiting at the gate of the community after the evening self-study and the washed and cut fruits that have been set up after returning home. ......
? The exercises after class every day are certain, but they are often done late. I can't remember what night it was. The night is like thick ink that doesn't melt, devouring all the twinkling stars. The nib rubs against the paper, which is particularly harsh. I put down my pen heavily and looked helplessly at the terrible night outside the window. "Ha-well, lie down." As soon as I lay down, I heard my father's cursing, and I listened quietly. "Tell me about you, physical quality is not good, sleep time is so short every day. You have to get up so early to make breakfast for your son, and you have been waiting for him at night. Do you want to be healthy? " Mother was silent for a while: "I'm not afraid of his fatigue." Please keep your voice down and let the children calm down and do the questions. " . "I heard that, my in the mind is not a taste, but more moved. These familiar scenes flashed before my eyes, and my eyes were moist. ......
? This autumn is very warm!
9. Zhang Yulin
This autumn is the last autumn of our junior high school life. Just after a happy summer vacation, it's time to start fighting.
? Knowing that the third grade will be divided into classes, the old classmates are looking forward to being with their good friends and favorite teachers. A few days before school started, almost all my friends knew which class they were in, but none of them repeated. Now, I panic, "I'm not alone in this class!" " I thought to myself. At this time, my friend sent a message, well, she is also in this class.
? On the first day of school, we arrived at school early, found our own class, and walked into the classroom with a nervous mood. Nobody knows us. Find a place to sit down and open a book. At this time, a person recognized by the teacher at a glance arrived, um, 1 Counting, it seems that I didn't say much in the first and second days.
? I changed my position. 1 within a week, it seems that I just chatted with people around me a few more times, and then I gradually got acquainted.
? Oh, by the way, a new course "chemistry" has been added to the third grade. Because I have previewed before, it is very interesting to watch the teacher do the experiment, so I am very much looking forward to this subject. After learning, some experiments are not so successful, but they are also very interesting.
? Now that chemistry is mentioned, physics is essential. It's not a new course, it's just added in the second day of junior high school. Teacher Gu is also a humorous person. Every class will make us laugh. Don't think he is not strict. As long as you don't touch his bottom line, there is nothing.
? There is also a PE teacher who is always full of energy. Really the king! It rained all the time in the first week of school, so we were looking forward to this "strong" teacher and took his class. Really strong! I felt something was wrong when I came here this morning. But for the physical education entrance examination immediately, come on!
? Having said so many classmates and teachers, let's talk about myself.
? When I first started school, I was surprised to learn that I was 16! You know, I learned the number in the back before! Forget the student number. I seem to have done well in recent exams. Did the first semester make me proud for a few days? Will it be "robbed by heaven" in the future? Forget it, whatever it is, do your best!
? In the early autumn of this year, I met more new friends, good teachers and good grades. However, Ming and old friends separated and the level of physical training improved. I also met some students who are unfamiliar now and will be familiar in the future.
Therefore, in this early autumn, there are joys and sorrows.
10. Lu Runyang
"Clouds of cranes in the clear sky bring poetry to Bixiao." The heroic poem will also be doomed to this unusual early autumn, hot summer and heavy rain!
? It rained heavily a few days ago, and it was fun to sit in the classroom and watch bundles of "clouds" fall. In the evening, on the way home, my mother lamented the embarrassing thing of parking outside the unit at noon: "That rain is really heavy! I can't see anything through the window. After waiting for an hour, the rain is getting smaller and smaller, so I can take an umbrella out! " I want to laugh a little, but I can't bear it.
? Back home, the idle high-speed mixer was placed on the dining table. Ask mom. "If you don't like nuts and like walnuts, I will adjust the high-speed mixer and grind walnuts into whole grain juice for you to drink!" Mom said with a loving smile. "Can you use it?" I asked curiously. "Just try it a few more times." Mother replied while fiddling with something, "come and help me read the instructions." Looking at my mother's unremitting efforts, she smiled at her mouth, but she was not very moved.
? Later, as if to make up for the days of heavy rain, the sun made up for the ultraviolet rays that people had been less exposed to for several days and gave a lot more. "Run two laps first, and then do warm-up activities!" The students were sweating like a pig, but they didn't want to be straw bags, so they all became desperate saburo. Gradually, I found myself physically inferior to others, physically inferior to others. I panicked. After returning home, I thought about it and finally took out the dumbbell that had been abandoned for many years. To this day, I still insist on it and will not break it in the future. I hope that strength and stability will eventually "sign".
? It's been two weeks since classes were divided, but I still can't forget Class 8, which is full of laughter. I met Yao Mingzhe a few days ago and looked at each other. I was stunned and found that each other had changed. Talking and laughing, I walked out of the school gate, and when I left, I suddenly remembered: We are not in the same class anymore, and I don't know when we will meet again. ......
? But life is not only sadness and separation, but also new knowledge and joy. Looking forward to a new bosom friend, to get familiar with the green trees by the window and a new day.
? This early autumn, with goodwill and hope, with full gratitude and longing, let's go!
1 1. Qujing
I can only recall the early autumn of last year.
Cherish this early autumn.
Where will it be in early autumn next year? ...
In the early autumn of last year, I returned to my familiar class and familiar people. Now that I think about it, that feeling is really good! A group of familiar people get together again after a long summer vacation, and there are always endless words to share what happened in the summer vacation. It's hard to calm down during the evening self-study in those days. I remember on Friday, Mr. Gu said to us, "You will be very happy this week, because today is the first time this semester to finish school so early, so you don't have to study at night." Yes, I am really happy this week!
This early autumn, I came to a new classroom, surrounded by many strange faces. Looking forward to the first Friday, I think I will be very happy! It's getting closer and closer to school, but I don't seem to feel this way. Why?
Is it because it's not those people? Is it because it's not that classroom? Is it because it's not the first time? ... I don't know.
Put your homework in the classroom first on Saturday, or your schoolbag will be too heavy on Sunday. Passing the teaching building of Grade Two, I saw Class Eight (8) at a glance, my original class. I wonder if that photo has been torn up?
When I came to the front of the classroom, the photos had not been changed. I looked at the photos carefully and looked at the classroom through the window, feeling a little comforted. Walking out of the school gate with a smile, my mother waited for me at the door and asked curiously, "What's the matter? Laugh so happily! " I said happily, "The original photos of our class haven't changed!" ""What's there to be happy about? It will be replaced sooner or later. "I said nothing. Yes, it will be replaced eventually. Why do you always have to recall the past? I can't go back anyway!
I envy the first day of the second day, leaving school early; Grade three, envy grade two. There are computer classes, music classes and art classes. What I didn't care about before is only envy now.
Where will I be in early autumn next year? Will it be in the high school I yearn for? Will you recall this early autumn in the classroom of that high school? Maybe!
I remember a sentence: "Now that it's like this, what are we talking about?" The first time I saw this sentence, I didn't understand what it meant. I asked my mother, and she said that this person wrote it casually. Don't worry. I believe none of them are scribbled. In this early autumn, I finally know the meaning. Maybe sometimes, you can only understand if you have experienced it!
In this early autumn, it is still the playground and the blue sky. There is a person in two different groups. I will not recall the past me, but cherish the present me.