Guan? Key? Word: 6 words in Senior One of Jinse High School
Word count: 6 words composition
This article is suitable for Senior One of Senior High School
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This composition is about 6 words in Senior One of Senior High School. The title is "Jinse". Welcome to contribute.
The final exam of senior high school is finally over, and my mood is relaxed.
At noon, in the bright sun, I shuttled through the school. Now I find that the school is very big. It takes 1 minutes to walk from the classroom to the dormitory.
When I opened the door, a cool breeze blew and woke me up, and the air conditioner was turned on very loudly, with a temperature of 22 degrees.
There was always air conditioning in the dormitory. It's just suffocating. Fortunately, I sleep in the upper bunk, which is not particularly sensitive. Thank God. < P > After three days of exams, everyone is almost fainted, just want to go home early. When I called my sister to help me move things, a person in the dormitory asked, "What does your sister look like?"
I smiled hey hey: "Just don't run away later."
About five minutes later, she came. She was still so short and chubby, and her whole hair was so hot and disgusting (personal opinion). As soon as she came in, she was busy helping me tidy up. I gave a few quick smiles and whispered, "See, hey hey." The man looked pale and was caught by me. I finally know what it means to be attentive.
I got home after a few minutes of turbulence. When I got off the bus, I felt like I was in a stove, and my whole body was on fire. Finally, I got home. My first year of high school was over.
I still remember the teacher saying that the second grade should be divided into classes again, and I suddenly felt very sad. Will our dormitory 5111 no longer exist? I, chicken, elephant, wilting, sparrow, choking, will eventually be separated. At this moment, I found the friendship under the usual slapstick. < P > Chicken will be crazy all night, making me unable to sleep; Wilt will provoke me, and then go crazy with me; The sparrow will suddenly slap me hard and say, "How could you do that? ! ! ?" ```````
I wonder if anyone will suddenly give it to me and say, "Hang it!"
I don't know if anyone else is crazy with me all night, I don't know if there is any crazy slapstick, and I don't know if there is any joy of singing collectively after the lights are turned off.
Maybe everything is gone?
and the poems on the wall? -Jinse: I wonder why my inlaid harp has fifty strings,
each with its flower-like fret an interval of youth.
the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies,
the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo. Source: composition network
mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea,
blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun.
and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever,
has come and gone before I knew.