My world is full of spring flowers-600 words of lyric composition in the second day of junior high school

No matter in school or in society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with writing. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is my carefully compiled 600-word model essay for Grade Two. Let's have a look.

After the rain in Chu Qing, the sun shone warmly on the earth, and there were still some rain beads on the road, shining golden in the sun. Birds fly out of the nest, how warm the golden sunshine is on the wet feathers, and butterflies fly out to enjoy the sunshine. Sunlight fell on my face through the cracks in the leaves. The flowers were red and the grass was green. The rainbow above the sky is beautiful and dreamy, but where can I see a rainbow without wind and rain?

Achievement is like a roller coaster, it goes up and down, but it goes down slowly. It can be the sunshine that shines on you or the dark clouds that wet you. What a coincidence! It's just a dark cloud shining on my head. Mathematics is simply a hurdle for me. By the end of the term, the paper with a score of 150 just passed the passing line, and I was also in the middle, and my Chinese dropped from the top ten to the top thirty. A series of blows are like a big stone, which makes me breathless. Poor grades hang over me like a cloud, eroding my confidence bit by bit.

I learned from a bitter experience and made up my mind to make a turnaround: I turned in my mobile phone, and the extra-curricular language cram school turned around. I studied hard when I got home, and my class notes were no longer flashy, focused and concise. After a unit test, I am 28, and the red number makes my heart cold, and my grades will still stand still. Is that really the case? Is that really all I can do? Repeated self-questioning completely lost my confidence, but what can I do? Learning is not necessarily good, and not learning will not be good. Under the dark clouds, I want to give up again and again, crying under pressure every night, and I am afraid when I get the result ... They all hit me like cold rain and snow, helpless and cold. Until that day, when the mid-term results came down, I still wanted to escape as usual. The scarlet letter on the top ten list of the total grade class was no longer eye-catching, but was replaced by endless warmth and tenderness.

At that moment, the clouds have dissipated; Just then, the sun shone in; At that moment, my world blossomed in spring.