It's a holiday, but for me, I still want to listen to the rustling of the ensemble quietly in the cool classroom. During the summer vacation, some people lie in the shade and take a quiet nap; Some people ran to the nearby swimming pool and swam all day, as if that was what they thought was the most interesting thing; Some people are weeding in the fields with their backs to the loess. They are laughing all the time. Enjoy hardship, enjoy the heat and enjoy the slow passage of time. Yes, they are optimistic and love life. But some people have been wasting time. Don't they know that "an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time"?
Summer is always hot, but summer vacation is also very annoying.
Bored cicadas lie lazily on the leafy trunk, flapping their wings constantly, as if to drive away the heat for themselves. However, it still appears on time when the sun is shining every day, adding a layer of mystery to the fiery summer vacation.
After a holiday, every student is like a bird that breaks free from the cage, and can feel the embrace of the sky and the caress of white clouds again freely. Yes, it really is. After the holiday, I can show that I am a filial daughter in my life, and I can have confidence, surpass my opponent and surpass myself in this transitional period of my life! Every summer vacation is a transitional period of life. Some people can find themselves during this time, while others lose themselves during this time, just like being lost in the Woods covered with morning mist, and never finding the other side of success. I think my success is related to how much effort I have made in the transition period of my life. For me, success is 50% sweat and 50% diligence. Then race against time is my daily homework!
Every day in the summer vacation is my time to talk big. I like to recite articles about mountains and running water in the shade of trees every day. Then, the sun came out of the cracks in the leaves and generate, shining on the words, quietly listening to my poetry recitation. The blazing light from the sun gave me the spirit of continuous progress; The chirping of frogs gave me unremitting encouragement; The cool breeze gave me the motivation to think without thinking. In this way, I study the wealth endowed by nature every day.
Listen, "cheep, cheep, cheep ..." The cicada is playing again, but I am still leaning under the big tree, quietly listening to its concert that puzzles me. At this time, a pond appeared in front of my eyes. In the middle of the pond, a dream lotus was slowly blooming. ...
I want a winter vacation composition.
Write a composition "Holiday" with the theme of "Holiday"
Today is the first day of my holiday. I had a good sleep and got rid of the fatigue of a semester. Just as I was dreaming a good dream, a strong hand pulled me out of bed. My mother shouted: "don't sleep, study hard!" " "I quickly hid in the bathroom. Looking at me in the mirror after locking the door, I couldn't help yawning. My mother's voice came from outside the door: "See what kind of person you can become in the future!" " "I suddenly remembered a sentence in Harry Potter: it is not our ability but our responsibility that determines what kind of people we become. So I can definitely realize my dream? I wash my face and think.
Holidays are sometimes boring-there are no good friends around, only my rambling mother and books like mountains and seas. I am like a diver carrying oxygen or a climber with a trekking pole, walking the doomed endless road. I turned my pen and stared at the Arabic numerals in front of me. It's not that I won't do it, but that I don't want to be forced to do it. They seem to be laughing at me. I initiated malice, filled countless gaps and answered countless questions.
I was exhausted and collapsed on the sofa. Sometimes I really don't know what the world is like. In fantasy, everything is beautiful, and he is much better than this real and evil world. At this time, a voice in my head said: don't indulge in fantasy, it is not true after all, no matter what you think, you are still from this world.
Thinking about the optimism in the morning, I think I or human beings are really strange. In human nature, there is always a life-and-death struggle for self-interest. And more people go against the truth or come up with some ideas that "go against their professional ethics": you cut your hair to make it shorter, but you want to make it longer; You treat diseases to make people healthy, but you just want them to get sick; This is perhaps the strangest aspect of human nature.
Junior high school, a turning point in life, let's leave our friends and go to a strange school alone. Loneliness is not that a person has no friends, but that there are many friends but no confidant. I don't know if I had a bosom friend before, but there is no doubt that I won't have good friends for some time to come. I found myself a little sad, so I plunged into my own book and into other people's thoughts.
Turn on the TV, a blue sky, endless sea, sea and sky meet; A piece of green grass, a beautiful flower, flowers and plants side by side. A group of creatures live in these places and run freely. There is envy and longing in the eyes.
I don't know how many days and nights I have been looking forward to, but we finally look forward to our own "May Day Golden Week"!
As early as last week, many students counted how long it was before the holiday and prayed that the teacher would give less homework (this hope is not unreasonable, we will take the graduation exam when we come to school on May 1, and homework will definitely make people feel horrible ...)
Sure enough, as we expected, when the math teacher came into the classroom with three stacks of test papers, the students vaguely felt that the end of the world was coming ... When the teacher opened his mouth, the students' hearts tightened: "I only arranged three test papers for this May Day holiday. I hope that the students will do it seriously. " Three test papers? Students talk about it in succession: not a lot, (of course a lot) at least a little loose. I'm worried about how many papers will be arranged in Chinese.
In Chinese class, the teacher came in without taking the test paper. Did the teacher show mercy? Don't let us do the test paper? However, I guess there is a terrible possibility ―― the teacher won't let us copy the text, will she? If so, I'd rather do the test paper! In the anxiety and speculation of the students, the teacher opened her golden mouth, which is extremely important to our fate: "We have a long holiday, er, we are going to take the graduation exam when school starts, er, the paper we bought last time has been finished, and I think it is empty not to do some homework during the May Day holiday." Well, look at this kind of test paper called' Feeling 100'. I read very well. I will do the first four questions during the holiday. "
There was a commotion in the classroom. Four questions? A little too much, but I don't have to copy that boring text. (I'm really looking for trouble, thinking about that horrible thing ...) Maybe it's also the function of those students' prayers. (Hee hee, there are answers in the test paper! The teacher didn't accept the answer, saying that if you copy it, you can answer it on the test paper ...) A holiday, there are exactly seven questions in seven days (very average). I'm going to do a few questions a day, "Ding Lingling ..." After class, the teacher said on the podium, "See you on May 8!" I don't have the heart to listen any more, but it suddenly occurred to me that I would be separated from my classmates for eight days at once, which was really a little reluctant. ...
The May Day holiday, which I have been looking forward to for so many days, has finally arrived, which is also worth celebrating. In the afternoon, Wang Yu asked me to go swimming, and my sister asked me to go. Of course, I gave face (in fact, I don't know what to do in the afternoon, just swim, it's so hot today.
My mother also has high hopes for my newspaper. I hope I can read more famous books this holiday, which will have a subtle influence on my literary accomplishment. I also gave myself homework, that is, I wrote more compositions, hehe. I did this homework voluntarily.
This holiday will leave a deep impression on my memory. This is the last May Day holiday in primary school, and it is also the first May Day I spent on the dictionary composition network. I would like to write down with a cross: do your homework well, write your composition well, have fun when you are free, and read famous books well!
The summer vacation is coming, and the composition is on holiday! After working hard for a semester, I finally came to the end of the final exam and finally ushered in the long-awaited summer vacation. Entering the summer vacation, I am flying in the blue sky like a trapped bird, flying freely in the sky, just like a tiger in a cage being released into nature and running in the forest. I'm free again, with a big smile on my face. After two days of this carefree life, our parents tied us up again, locked us at home, did our homework, reviewed our lessons, and enrolled us in summer remedial classes. This gave me a headache and I had to sigh helplessly. I learned to cook. Growing up, I ate delicious meals cooked by my mother every day, but I never cooked them. No, my mother is teaching me to cook these days! My mother sat in the room "directing", so I did as my mother said. I haven't cooked, and I can't even cut vegetables. After some efforts, I finally learned some skills, and the first meal I cooked was very popular with my family. Now I practice cooking every day, which not only exercises my ability, but also reduces my mother's burden. This is killing two birds with one stone. I am very happy for this, and my family also congratulated me on learning to cook! After the holiday, I followed my mother back to my hometown to visit Mu. One hot afternoon, my uncle asked me to follow him to pull weeds in the field. To tell the truth, I have never done farm work, so I agreed out of curiosity. When I came to the field and looked at the weeds all over the ground, I was a little worried, and I didn't pull them up from there at once. I crustily skin of head, reached out and pulled up the grass. Before I pulled up a few trees, I was already sweating. Although I watched my uncle sweating, I persisted. I was red and thirsty after pulling all afternoon. Finally, my uncle found out that I had pulled up all the sesame trees he planted on the edge of the ground. He also knows that it's my first time to do farm work, and he doesn't blame me. Look at the grass, the crops are all pulled up. I want to cry and laugh, but I still have a taste of doing farm work. At least I won't confuse sesame seeds with crops next time. My summer vacation is colorful, but it is also bitter and painful, which makes me learn a lot of knowledge, experience and try the test of life. It is because of these that I have a happy summer vacation!
The first composition about holidays is my summer vacation life.
First, the chapter of happiness
"Time is like water, and life is like a song." In a blink of an eye, we sent away another tense semester and ushered in another summer vacation.
"I have a holiday from today." As soon as the teacher's voice fell, the students cheered: "It's a holiday! Have a holiday. " What else the teacher said, no one could hear clearly. Everyone is like a flying bird, free from the shackles of books. Squeezed out and ran to the way home.
Out of the classroom, I took a deep breath. I feel like a monochromatic hydrogen balloon. On the day of school, the teacher hugged me tightly. After the holiday, the teacher relaxed the thread in his hand and let me fly to my dream place.
It feels good to have a holiday. I didn't open my sleepy eyes until ten o'clock in the morning. Wear it slowly, don't worry about parents urging you. Savor Wuhan snacks carefully. The cool air from the air conditioner reminds me of my classmates. They must be enjoying the coolness brought by the air conditioner at home like me.
It feels good to have a holiday. I walked past my parents with an idle book on my arm. There are smiles on their faces, and it seems that the idle books that were originally opposed are no longer idle.
It feels good to have a holiday!
Second, the chapter of pain
Good days always seem so short. For me, who will graduate next year, such a good day is even shorter.
In order to make my grades soar in the last year. My mother set me a goal: to seize every day of the holiday.
Mother's life is very difficult. My good days will soon be over. The study tasks every day are actually more full than when I was at school. When to learn English, when to finish homework, when to learn math and when to learn Chinese. The time was carefully arranged by my mother, and there was no time to play. What a nuisance! Like this. What is my happiness in summer vacation?
I can't believe I miss school. Usually at school, there are a few more restrictions, more tired classes and more homework ... but we can find that the friendship between classmates is actually very pure, and the study life is not only regular, but also the intense study life is actually very fulfilling. Now, I can't hear the sweet * * *, I can't see the cheerful figure of my classmates, I can only hear my mother's endless nagging and I can only see my father's serious face. I have nothing but helplessness and endless troubles.
Third, the chapter of anger
During the summer vacation, the students are like an unrestrained bird, without heavy study burden and intermittent nagging from their mothers. They fly freely in their own space, enjoy themselves by the swimming pool, let glittering and translucent water drops jump around, go to the picturesque East Lake, experience the unique style of group shirts soaked in lake water, walk into the busy supermarket, taste the coolness brought by air conditioning, sit at the computer desk and let the computer keyboard play between their fingers. What about me? Not only was he assigned a suffocating study task. Moreover, it also lost the original status of parents.
Think back to my school days. Every morning, my mother will get up early and bring me a nutritious breakfast specially designed for me. But it's okay now. My stomach is growling, my mother pushes my father, and my father pushes my mother. Finally, I agreed to my unreasonable behavior and stayed at home on holiday, but I didn't let my parents sleep in and have a good rest. Too inconsiderate of the hard work of parents. Finally, I had to go to school hungry until noon, so I saved breakfast.
In the afternoon, I was doing exercises. Dad shouted outside, "Daughter, pour us a glass of water." It turns out that I don't have to worry about affecting my study at home on holiday. Dad invited a group of colleagues to the Great Wall. Great, pour a glass of water, and the answer I just came up with suddenly forgets. Usually you can write four exercises in an afternoon, but now you can only write one in an afternoon. I once complained that I was lonely and bored at home alone. What about now? Busy, but became a waiter.
Everyone looks forward to winter in summer and summer in winter. I look forward to a holiday as soon as I start school, but I want to go to school as soon as I have a holiday. This awareness is particularly strong this summer.