Green Life Junior High School Narrative

I believe many people have had the experience of writing essays, and they are all familiar with compositions, especially narratives. Narratives are a kind of writing about people, events, scenes, and objects that use narration as the main expression method. style. How should I write this type of composition? The following is a narrative narrative of Lu Yi’s life in junior high school that I carefully compiled. I hope it can help everyone.

I suddenly looked up and saw the greenery accompanying me. I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth and smile lightly. "Swiss, rustle..." The sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper was actually quite beautiful in my ears. I was doing my homework at the desk, and suddenly I saw the pot of meat on the table. It's so chubby, it looks like a child! I held my chin and looked at it, and couldn't help but think, this is spring on the desk!

"There are still eighty days until the high school entrance examination..." I thought of this sentence again in my mind, and I immediately took it back and picked up my pen to write. As I write, I encounter a problem, oh, what should I do? I scratched my head and frowned. Otherwise, leave it empty for now! But I won’t do it if I don’t do it now! It’s better to strike while the iron is hot and watch it a few more times! I pointed my finger at the words on the title and read them carefully one by one, for fear of missing something. At this time, the sunlight leaked diagonally from the fingers to the paper, making people feel warm. The pot of succulents is also greedily enjoying the "irrigation" of the sun. I stretched and said to it: "Hey, you are so happy, enjoy the sunbathing!"

I started to do the questions again, this time I was not so impatient. I started to calm down and do it slowly, because I knew that it was growing with me, but in a different way. I faced this pile of test papers as if they were an exam. I had to do them within a limited time. I couldn’t flip through the textbook or check the data. In the end, I finished it long ahead of schedule! I couldn't help but cheer loudly, "yeah, that's great!" I looked at the pot of succulents and smiled. I was surprised to find that the succulents seemed to have senses, as if they were giving me a smile back.

I walked on the street and found that both sides of the street had been completely renewed, and many trees had sprouted new buds when I wasn’t paying attention. Look, "I don't know who cuts the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors." "The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple are blooming. The poplars and elm pods have no talent, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky..." I chanted. Although the scene in front of us is not as magnificent as the "sky full of snow flying" in the poem, it is still moving and full of vitality. I remembered what Haruki Murakami said, "Where there is hope, there must be hardship." Come to think of it, the same is true for flowers, plants and trees! After a winter of severe cold, we finally entered the embrace of spring. During this period, we must have gone through a lot of hardships.

And I am about to face the high school entrance examination, which will definitely be full of hardships. However, repeated efforts and pursuits will also promote my progress. What I have to do now is "plant the sycamore trees and wait for the phoenix to perch".

Faced with these little joys, I smiled again...

Live up to myself and the good spring...

I ran in this world full of green...< /p>