A 600-word essay on the topic of traveling far away in the third grade of junior high school
On the road of life, I always keep in mind: Only hard work can lead to success. , Diligence accompanies me all the way.
When I was 10 years old, at my request, my father enrolled me in a guzheng class. Since then, I have been running between two o'clock every week. Whether the sun is shining brightly and the cicadas are chirping incessantly, or the winter is approaching and snowflakes are falling, I have never been lazy.
Soon, the teacher told us that we would face the grade examination. It was spring and the sun was warm. I thought optimistically that I would be able to pass. So, I entered into intense practice. I played the song "Fishing Boats Sing Evening" so many times that my fingers were so sore that I could hardly hold the pen. Daily practice made me want to stop and rest. But soon, I extinguished this small flame. Because I know that only hard work can lead to success. The moment I received the examination certificate, I smiled from the bottom of my heart. All the previous efforts paid off.
Diligence allowed me to taste the joy of success for the first time!
When entering junior high school, I have to take a physical education test. My long-distance running score at the beginning of school was over four minutes. I was unwilling to give up and started practicing.
So, every evening, I would appear on the track and run against the light. The setting sun illuminated the drops of sweat and witnessed my diligence. At the beginning, I couldn't run the entire 800 meters, but after a while, my legs seemed to have been reborn and my breathing became less rapid. I began to break through myself bit by bit. In the final exam, I got a perfect score.
Diligence allowed me to break through myself and meet a better me!
In eighth grade, the teacher began to emphasize the importance of learning, and the students also studied with all their strength. Infected by this atmosphere, I set a small goal for myself and began to work hard towards the goal.
In the early morning, there is an extra figure reading in the classroom; there is an extra focused gaze in the classroom. In order to achieve your goals, study with the sun every morning, and say good night to the stars and moon at night. No matter when and where, I always recite the key points in the book silently in my heart, and study hard day after day with diligent company. Finally, I achieved excellent results in the mid-term exam.
Diligence allowed me to achieve my goal again and complete another major breakthrough in my life!
Diligence is like a mentor and helpful friend on the journey of life, accompanying me all the way.
Part 2: A 600-word essay on the topic of traveling far away in the third grade of junior high school
Open the window, and at the invitation of the spring breeze, the fragrance of a few roses lights up the entire spring. At this moment, it is so pleasant to follow the footsteps of spring and recall a long journey accompanied by tenacity.
Persistence to accompany me through the mud
In order to "get rid of poverty" in mathematics, I worked secretly for a month, but God played a trick on me, and I ended up losing by three points. At that moment, I seemed to see a mocking dagger in everyone's eyes, stabbing me one after another, leaving me with nowhere to escape.
My tears couldn’t help but well up, and the pain of failure hit me in an instant. On the way out of school, I chewed my sorrow alone. The drizzle in the sky became heavier, and the raindrops became stronger and hit my face, causing pain. Suddenly, a small grass in the cracks of the rocks attracted me.
This is a very ordinary grass. The thin stem is still light yellow, with two green leaves on top. It squeezed out its delicate body from the cracks in the hard stone, swaying gently in the breeze and drizzle. Looking at it, I thought a lot: a seed, breaking through many obstacles, sprouted in the cracks of the stone and gradually grew. Facing the wind and rain, it just stretched out its body wholeheartedly and worked hard to show its tenacious vitality. What about me? Where have my beliefs gone? I said to myself: No, I will not be knocked down easily, I must run on my own! The grass between the rocks gave me the courage to overcome setbacks and let me I renewed the sail of hope and ran in the mud...
Persisted in accompanying me through the uphill slope
The footprints running in the mud were clear: I got 25 in the weekly math test First place, another 15th place in the test every week...I finally caught up, and I didn't slack off for a moment on the way uphill. In order to strengthen mathematics, in addition to the school review materials, I also prepared a variety of exercise books, breaking the time into parts, and not missing a single difficult problem. Whenever I encounter a problem, I will ask for advice from people who are better than me in the class, and ask them to help me point out the misunderstandings and blind spots in my study, and keep them in mind. I hold on to the sculls of "efficiency and diligence" and paddle across the sea of ??problems. I force myself to do homework for each subject; I force myself to concentrate and have no distractions; I force myself to race against time.
Holding the beautiful report cards, the cloud that had been covering my face cleared away, and the long-lost smile bloomed. More importantly, my math scores improved. Touching the excellent results, I felt like touching the days of sweating and running. My whole heart suddenly became bright, and I had the urge to shout loudly in the summer wind! Looking into the distance, the sun was shining brightly and the blue sky was like washing. Everything around me is pleasing to the eye.
At this moment, standing on the journey of youth, I look around - holding my original intention, embracing my pride, and persisting in hard work, I am running and singing all the way into the distance...
Part 3: A 600-word essay on the topic of traveling far away in the third grade of junior high school
Life is often more exciting than art. For example, when you embark on the road away from home alone, enjoy the experience of traveling far away.
That day, I was sitting in a crowded car, heading north...
Sitting in front of me was a young brother, who told the people around him about his first journey. The story of entering society.
When he first arrived in the provincial capital, he soon encountered a scammer who defrauded him and his companions of the life-saving money they needed to return home. He said that who could understand the loneliness and helplessness he felt at that time, until he had enough money from part-time work? Only then can the money go home.
And I also embarked on a journey of nearly a hundred miles away from home. We can only keep walking and walking. Once you get in the car there is no turning back. No one can stop halfway, and no one can leave early. Arrive at your destination. I was shocked by the tall buildings in front of me. You have to look up to see the top layer clearly. Although I also went out with my parents. But it’s not as tense and exciting as getting out of the car and seeing no one behind you.
Then go see the scenic spots that you have read on your mobile phone in advance, and go to the most lively and prosperous places. Only after I have been there do I realize that the times are progressing, but we are regressing. The beauty of nature and humanity can only be viewed from a distance, but cannot be appreciated in detail.
I used to think that those working at the bottom were all amiable. But what I didn't expect was that when I asked for directions, an old man turned a blind eye and watched TV in his lounge. After asking for a long time, there was no expression. Of course this is only a minority. Along the way, many people spoke to us in kind tones. Perhaps the better a person is, the more humble he will be when he speaks. So we must constantly enrich ourselves. Be a humble person.
Outside the car window, there was no trace of trees being thrown away by the car. There is an endless road under the blue sky and white clouds. Cars are traveling at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, high-speed trains are traveling at a speed of 250 kilometers per hour, and airplanes are traveling at a speed of 900 kilometers per hour. And we are... At what rate of progress?
Try traveling far away! Looking up, the scenery on the roadside is particularly beautiful, those stories are particularly beautiful, and those times are extremely wonderful.
Part 4: A 600-word essay on distant travel topics for the third grade of junior high school
There will always be a few long trips in the process of growing up, picking up the bags on the ground, accompanied by the noisy wind outside the window. , to watch the mountains and rivers fall, to appreciate different scenery, and to experience a different life. The destination of our trip this time is the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River.
After more than two hours of trekking, we finally arrived at Gezhouba. "Before you see the scene, you hear the sound first" is the first impression that the Three Gorges gave me. The mighty river rushes down from Gezhouba, making a rumbling roar, like thousands of chariots racing side by side. We could no longer contain our excitement and stood on Gezhouba. The spectacular sight of freighters passing through the gate appeared in front of us. I was so entranced that there was only one word left in my mind: "spectacular", and I marveled at the wisdom of mankind. Then we came to Gezhouba Ship Lock No. 1 and Ship Lock No. 3. Each place gave people a different shock. Looking at this majestic scene and listening to the surging river, we captured this beautiful moment with our cameras.
How can you not come to the Three Gorges without taking a cruise ship? The boat travels along both sides of the Three Gorges, and tourists sitting on the boat enjoy its beauty and magic. Looking at the steep mountain peaks and the cliffs, the Yangtze River is like a sharp knife splitting the boulders. The peaks on both sides of the strait are looming in the clouds and mist, and wisps of smoke from the mountains rise from some sparse homes, making it feel like a fairyland. The river was turbulent and the boat was moving very fast. Li Bai's poem couldn't help but come to mind: "The apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains." I was immersed in the mist, and occasionally a cool breeze blew by, as if my soul had been cleansed.
After a while we came to the Three Gorges Dam. The Three Gorges Dam looks like a giant dragon lying there. The river water pours down from the diversion tunnel, causing large splashes of water. On the dam, we witnessed the magical scene of "a high gorge emerging from a flat lake". Looking around, the lake surface is shining with sparkling waves under the sunlight, and heavy machines are at work. Looking at the rushing river below the dam. We were all deeply impressed.
In the evening, we stayed in a hotel not far from the river. The sound of the river lapping at the shore and the sound of the freighter honking formed a melodious lullaby that took me into sleep.
In the dream, I was holding a bamboo raft alone, wandering in the majestic and magical Three Gorges landscape...