In daily life, everyone has come into contact with compositions. Compositions can be divided into time-limited compositions and non-time-limited compositions according to different writing time limits. Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? The following is the composition of the third grade of junior high school that I collected for everyone. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. The fragrance of books accompanies my growth. Composition 1 for the third grade of junior high school
From birth to adulthood, everyone cannot do without the company of books. It is not only a golden house for us to increase our knowledge, but also our spiritual food.
A good book is like a good friend. It can not only help us solve our troubles, but also help us find our own fun and hobbies. It does not require "I pounce on the book, just like a hungry man pounces on bread." I will read and read, read and read, write down those beautiful and vivid words, sentences and paragraphs, and make them my own I will linger and forget to eat and sleep; I will explore with the protagonists of those stories; I will become one with the masters and feel the ups and downs of life. For things like books, I have always been hungry to drink their nectar.
One weekend, I borrowed a book "Old Things in the South of the City" from the school library. As soon as I got home, I dropped my schoolbag and picked it up to read. I read it with gusto, and the more I read, the more interesting it became. But unknowingly, I was happy and sad together with the protagonist Yingzi. I was happy when she was happy, and sad when she was sad. The unfortunate ending of Xiuzhen and Niuer made me sad. I was sad and regretful, but Aunt Lan's arrival also made me excited. I almost became one with Yingzi. After I finished reading, I slowly came back to my senses. It was getting dark and my mother was coming, but I hadn’t cooked yet. I hurried into the kitchen and picked up the vegetables in a hurry. I was chopping and washing vegetables, but when I got to the kitchen, I saw that my mother was already here. She had been here for half an hour. I suddenly realized and said to my mother: "Mom, I have read too much. Although I haven't eaten yet, but I have learned a lot!" Mom laughed.
In the first grade, under the guidance of the teacher, we learned pinyin and simple Chinese characters; in the second grade, we were able to read short articles; in the third grade, we learned to write essays and read longer articles. Later, we will slowly be able to read articles with thousands of words, or even a book. During this period, books will always be our most caring companions, most sincere friends, and most knowledgeable teachers. Books will always accompany us as we grow.
Read more, read more, books make us progress and let us understand the principles of life. The fragrance of books accompanies us, let us take action immediately and swim in the vast ocean of knowledge! The fragrance of books accompanies me to grow up. Composition 2 for the third grade of junior high school
I love reading, because books can give me a wealth of knowledge; I love reading, because books can cultivate my sentiment; I love reading, because books can tell me how to be a good person. The truth; I love reading, because books can make me grow up healthily! The book has its own golden house, which recites classics for us, spreads the fragrance of books to us, and inherits the knowledge treasures of Chinese civilization for us!
When I was a child, I loved listening to my mother tell stories. I sat on the chair, looked at the ceiling, listened quietly, and was deeply immersed in the world of fairy tales. The book is like a long song, and the beating notes soothe my young heart.
When I was in school, I was called a "little bookworm". Whenever I had spare time, I would sit by the window sill alone with the laughter of my classmates, letting a meter of warm sunshine shine on my books, and enjoy this beautiful but short time with me. The book is like a magic wand, and its magical power fills my empty brain.
I remember one time, I went to participate in an essay competition. On the way to the competition, I was holding a book and reading it with relish. As I was walking, I deviated from the normal track. Inadvertently, I fell onto a green onion, which made me scream in pain. Uninformed people heard it and thought I was killing a pig! I fell so badly that my nose was bruised and my face was swollen. But it hurts, but I’m still smiling. Because I held the book in my arms, it didn't get hurt. This made me happy for a long time!
During the competition, I failed to answer a knowledge question completely because there was a word I couldn’t write, so I didn’t get points for the entire question. Victory was in sight, but because of an inconspicuous " "Little pawn" made me fall on my back and completely defeated. This is not worth it! I was distraught. At this moment, the scent of ink on the tip of the pen suddenly reminded me that this word appeared in a book I had read. I suddenly understood and wrote the correct answer. I didn’t expect that this one word would win me an award! And my good teachers and helpful friends - books, really deserve a lot of credit!
I will never forget the days when I grew up with books; I will never forget the fragrance emanating from the lines; I will never forget the educational principles in the touching myths; I will never forget the book world with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers! Let books sow beautiful seeds in our hearts, and wait for the coming spring to bloom, and smell the fragrance of books... The fragrance of books accompanies me to grow. Composition 3 for the third grade of junior high school
"A person can learn by himself without a teacher, but You can’t learn by yourself without books. "He has been with me since I was a child. He taught me humility; he taught me independence; he taught me how to repay; he taught me tolerance; he taught me understanding; he taught me how to be humble. I learned to work hard... In the footsteps of my growth, he always shines and attracts me. He is my best friend - book.
Because I have books, I understand that "opportunities will only favor those who are prepared"; because of books, I understand that "life is like a big pot. When you get to the bottom of the pot, as long as you are willing "Efforts, no matter which direction you go in, are always upwards"; because of books, I keep in mind that "people's temperament is hard to change due to their innate nature, but reading and learning can change people"... Books are like a close friend. Accompany me when I am lonely; the book is like a teacher, guiding me when I encounter difficulties; the book is like a street lamp, guiding me in the direction of progress; the book is like a ladder, allowing me to climb the ladder of knowledge. Peak; books are like a ship, leading me from a narrow place to an open ocean...
Entering "The Laughing Cat Diary", I got to know the laughing cat and the beautiful tiger The leather cat, the charitable old mouse, the lively Di Baotian, the charming Fina, the elegant Xiaobai, the honest Fat Tou, the smart Erya, the clever Sambo... they are all worth learning from The advantages have taught me to maintain my own style and the spirit of giving more joy than taking.
Breaking into "Naughty Bag Ma Xiaotiao", I got to know the naughty bag Ma Xiaotiao, the stupid girl An Qier, the crazy girl Du Zhenzi, the little adult Ding Wentao, the beautiful girl Xia Linguo, Teacher Honglonglong, The playful father, the innocent mother, Uncle Dink and Ma Xiaotiao’s brothers - Zhang Da, Mao Chao and Tang Fei... Each character is unique and deeply engraved in my heart. I will never forget their adventures and deep brotherhood.
Reading a good book is like finding a good friend. These books are like the most beautiful roses in the garden, exuding bursts of fragrance; like the twinkling stars in the Milky Way at night, blinking constantly. eyes; like an eagle soaring in the sky, showing a majestic appearance...
Books will always accompany me to grow, help me reach the other side of success, and guide me to the door of success. He is my best friend. Together with me, I can start success, go broad, and expand my horizons. He is the book. The fragrance of books accompanies my growth. Composition 4 for the third grade of junior high school
The writer Gorky once said that "books are the ladder of human progress." Books are my life partner, an indispensable friend in my life, and an important spiritual food for me.
A family must have books. As the saying goes, my family is really a "bookish family". My father loves reading, and so does my mother, not to mention me. Under the influence of my parents, I have loved reading since I was a child. I remember that when I was in kindergarten, I was still illiterate, and my parents took turns reading me stories from the little paintings every night so that I could sleep peacefully. When I was in the first or second grade of elementary school, I started to read some children's storybooks with phonetic notation. I was always immersed in unlimited fantasy. As I grow older, I come into contact with more and more books, and I find that books are like a cup of milk tea with a full range of colors, flavors, and flavors. The taste changes from light to strong, and the more I drink it, the more flavorful it gets.
I remember it was a dark night. It was already nine o'clock after I finished my homework. I yawned, stretched, and quickly climbed into bed and spread the quilt. Finally, when I was about to turn off the light, I suddenly found a book "The Child Who Lost His Shadow" lying on the chair. I was surprised, picked up the book and started reading. I forgot that it was late at night and was immersed in the ocean of books. . Sometimes I feel happy for the protagonist's success, and sometimes I feel worried that he is in danger... "Stop reading, go to sleep." There is a burst of urging from my mother in my ears. Although my mother doesn't object to me reading, reading while sleeping is a bit excessive. well! It’s time to go to bed again, and I have to say goodbye to the book again. How I wish I could read a book for a while longer! After I fell asleep, I dreamed that the protagonist found his shadow... It seems that I really like "gnawing books".
The fragrance of books accompanies me as I grow, and books irrigate my heart with their rich nectar of knowledge. Reading can bring us a lot of joy; reading can make us smarter; let me swim in the ocean of knowledge.
This is a book that allows me to increase my experience, cultivate my sentiments, and understand truth. It is books that make my world colorful! Let every "note" that pops out of the book accompany us as we grow! The fragrance of books accompanies my growth. Composition 5 for the third grade of junior high school
The book is like a fragrant rose exuding a charming fragrance.
My love for books started when I became literate. From the time I just recognized a few words in kindergarten, I became very interested in books. When I came back from school, I would always pester my mother about all the fairy tales. From a young age, I have known how the ugly duckling turned into a white swan, and how ridiculous it was for the emperor to parade on the street wearing the new clothes that he did not have at all. I know the story of the boy who cried wolf and must be honest.
Gradually, I grew up, and my obsession with books almost reached the point of madness. I began to be no longer satisfied with the short fairy tales. I wanted to read thicker books, so whenever I was free, Just read, read "Journey to the West", read "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", read "How Steel Was Tempered", I also read Tang poetry and Song poetry, I also read Shiwen magazines...
Entered In junior high school, although the study task was heavy, I still insisted on reading. After finishing my homework in the evening, I secretly turned on the desk lamp. Under the desk lamp, I quietly enjoyed the fun that the book brought to me and sucked in the contents of the book. aromatic.
I read Lu Xun's novels, and I was deeply saddened by Kong Yiji's pedantry and ridiculousness. I read Li Bai's poems, and deeply regretted that Li Bai "the road has a blue sky, but I can't get it alone." I Reading Zhang Xiaofeng's prose, I feel like a spring breeze because of the author's clear and beautiful words.
I gradually realized that books not only gave me knowledge, but also gave me the principles of life. The inexhaustible wealth in the book is as broad as the ocean.
Holding a good book in my hand, or sitting in the corridor of the park, or in a corner of the school, or at the bedside of my home, I am always deeply attracted by the plot in the book, I will also be happy, laughing, or crying along with the protagonist. The book has become my close friend. Without this friend, I will feel that life has no taste, just like there are no flowers in the world.
Books make me deeply intoxicated. Stories and fresh articles are like charming flowers, which not only exude fragrance, but also spread touching emotions.
Someone once said that only books with color are more beautiful than hundreds of flowers. Yes, books are the most beautiful flowers in the world. Every flower is charming and every book is fragrant. I would like to turn into a bee and collect flowers from books to condense them into the sweetest flowers in the world. Honey, given to thousands of readers. The fragrance of books accompanies my growth. Composition 6 for the third grade of junior high school
Look at the thin stream of water and smell the refreshing fragrance. Standing on the Shuwen River, listening to the melodious sound of the water... I quietly picked up a book that had been dusty for a long time and turned over the crisp pages. The fragrance of books is deep, and the words exude a strong fragrance of ink. You seem to hear the gurgling sound of literature, and it is like the blooming of lotus flowers, so gentle and long. Immerse yourself in it, chew on the words, and let time pass by. Looking up casually, I have been immersed in books for twelve years.
I think I like books. I like the fragrance of ink in the words and the crisp sound of turning pages. Quietly, reading the misty waves in the sea of ??books, and reading Ai Qing's poems, I learned to strengthen my faith; reading Shi Tiesheng's prose, I never gave up my love for life; reading Li Qingzhao's "People are thinner than yellow flowers" is miserable; and Read Cao Cao's ambition to serve the country "The journey of the sun and the moon is as if it were outside; the stars are brilliant as if they were outside"... The sea of ??poems and the fragrance of books linger in the soul, and they are fleeting and unforgettable for life.
I remember that when I was a child, I was so obsessed with books that I forgot all about eating and sleeping. Regardless of the place or time, as long as there is a book, I will pick it up and read it. I have long forgotten the beauty of my hometown when I was a child, but I only remember that most of the beauty is due to the fragrance of books. "Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles", recalling the misty and rainy childhood of pen and ink, still raises the corners of my mouth from time to time. The heart is filled with the fragrance of books, and the ink prints are lightly brushed, like dots of lotus flowers, blooming in the heart.
Those scholarly years accompanied me all the way, and books seemed to have a magical power waving to me. Like that Jiangnan water town, with green tiles and white walls, and graceful steps from time to time, it is a beautiful enjoyment to look back and smile. Accompanying a book is like walking with a helpful friend.
Books are also a kind of beautiful scenery. Under the influence of words, like the koi leaping into the water, you will find the unique scenery in the hazy poems. As long as you appreciate it with your heart, you will find that the fragrance of books is heavy, like the twinkling stars, there will always be one star that will be your eternal scenery. The smell of books is just right, just put it quietly by the roadside.
A gust of breeze blew, and my thoughts were drawn back. Watch the "beating notes" appear on the paper. Listening to the long movement again, closing the book, quietly staring at the meaningful words. The fragrance of books lingers, in the haze, in the slightest fragrance of books, I actually have a feeling for books in my heart. Is it moved or grateful? Wrapped in the heart, a petal fell and landed silently on the table. The fragrance of books is strong. In the past twelve years, I am grateful for having you along the way.
——To the fragrance of books