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800 words of composition in grade three

One: into the third day, walking in the coordinates of time, feeling a little tired, passing by a busy face. Familiar, unfamiliar, gradually, blurred the concept of time. When I stand on the threshold of the third year of junior high school, I feel a little timid. I often ask the sky, "which door will I go out, with a smile or with tears?" Sometimes, I have to comfort myself that I'll always pass. " There are many stars in the third day of junior high school. Some are very bright, some are very dark, some are very high, but some are far away. But we are looking forward to the ultimate leap to find our own star. Entering the third day of junior high school, the two hours of Internet time a week in the past was obliterated by my parents and replaced by the boring "ABC" and "XYZ". I miss the novels that once fascinated me, but now I can only turn them away. Looking at my parents' worried faces and slightly nagging words, I feel that I can't bear to disappoint them. Entering the third day of junior high school, the day is like a cup of coffee, slightly sweet and bitter. I want to drink it in one breath, but I want to enjoy the mellow fragrance. Entering the third year of junior high school, there is a mountain of draft paper used in calculus, and there are enough exercises to be done. Music, information and fine arts classes have all been revoked their business licenses, and they have to stay away for a while. The curriculum is not worthy of the name even though it is hung beside the blackboard. The tearful faces of teachers are increasing day by day. In addition to the tearful faces of books, there are also some 'future' problems, which make us in the third year of junior high school to be in a daze outside the window. Most hate Black Monday, most look forward to the weekend victory escape, away from the palpitating bell. Entering the third year of junior high school, we begin to know how to live a down-to-earth life; Entering the third year of junior high school, we have a sense of responsibility for life for the first time; Entering the third year of junior high school, we are confident that "although the sea of learning is hard, there is a shore." As a poet said, when winter comes, can spring be far behind. I think as long as we work hard and make good use of this year, we will be able to grasp this life. At that time, we will have a vast sky of our own. I am looking forward to the arrival of the 2009 senior high school entrance examination. At that time, time is just a passer-by for us. I hope that at that time I have walked out of a beautiful gate with a smile, to pick the most shining star.

In my opinion, we in the kindergarten should be just budding seedlings, so fragile, but full of the hope of success; When we were in primary school, we might be the trees playing in the sun, naive and ignorant, but we can't deny how happy they are; What about junior three? Thousands of thoughts have made me at a loss. Maybe I can only feel what I feel when I look back again. (1) the first day of junior high school seems to make me proud and unbearable. I remember when I first stepped into junior high school, I was full of confidence and naively thought that I could become the seed player of the class. But when I looked at the entrance report card and clearly said XXX No. 23, I feel a bit of room breathing. Maybe it's due to the long-term closure in the countryside, which made me not know the superiority of heaven and earth, and I didn't want to make progress. So I had to work hard because of the arrogance in the rural school. The seed of unwilling to fall behind has taken root in my heart, It seems that everything has changed dramatically. My grades have reached 4-6 places. Although I'm not very satisfied, it has become the driving force for my long-term and unremitting efforts. What's more gratifying is that this stage has become the peak of my career. On the one hand, it is highly valued by the teachers. As the most 'bitter' position in the class (Labor Committee), my reputation in the class has been greatly improved; Second, I have made many friends with similar interests. The most proud thing is that I have been called "different" by some people, 'the future 'has become a topic that will never fade between me and my friends. (3) when I think of it on the third day of junior high school, there will always be a kind of depression or joy. To be honest, I'm really a little afraid. I'm afraid that the limited time will pass by when I wash my hands; When eating, the days pass from the rice bowl; Silent, then from the eyes of the past; Fear 'idealism and realism are our heaven and earth.'; I'm afraid that after everything is over, I realize that success is just another funny joke made by God. What else can I say? Perhaps as Dan Qing said: "the highest and most beautiful state of life is: the flowers are not fully opened, the moon is not round, and the heart has expectations." In this case, why pursue the so-called accurate evaluation? There is always a suspense in my heart, to touch the feeling of the heart beating when I am looking forward to it. Maybe, the growing tree should also bloom!

Chapter 3: entering the third year of junior high school is a hurry. I didn't expect that we should enter the third year of junior high school so soon. Maybe we will feel suddenly and sad, but the third year of junior high school entrance examination is the first turning point in our life, a reality we have to face. Entering the third year of junior high school, the third year of junior high school is a year of hard work, a year of hard work to learn, and the learning atmosphere of the students around me, which makes me work harder and harder. In the third year of junior high school, I get up early every day and go to bed at about 11 o'clock in the evening. The first class of each subject is not about new lessons, but about the examination sites of the third year of junior high school and other information about the senior high school entrance examination. The teacher also encourages us. However, when it comes to meeting the senior high school entrance examination, it seems that my mind is heavier. I must understand my goal. Now, I wake up, I know my goal is XX. In the first and second year of junior high school, I almost never brought books home to read or homework home to do. At most, I brought some weekly notes home. Except for the subjects that I was more interested in and good at, such as mathematics, physics and biology, I would have more snacks. The scores of other subjects were all medium, so my grades were always not up or down, hovering around 500 or 600. But now, I will start to work hard, hoping that in the third year of junior high school, Make up for the missing knowledge. The first and second grade of junior high school is a waste of time. It's too late to regret it. The only thing I can do is to work hard to meet the first test in my life. In the morning, everyone is trying to recite English words, ancient poetry and classical Chinese. In class, there are less gossiping voices and more eager eyes. After class, the students are not idle, There are often students running on the platform, seriously ask the teacher to explain the topic. There are often students, after class, take out the notes made in class, review the content of the last class, self-study in the evening, students also as early as ten minutes before class sitting in their own position, and then began to do the homework assigned by the teacher, in fact, we do not need the teacher's assignment, we will consciously do it well, because we hope not to waste every minute, every second. When the students do their homework well, they are not doing nothing, but preparing or reviewing. Our third day of junior high school is like this. It's boring but full! In the face of the past, don't make meaningless regret, but fight for the past. Enter the third year of junior high school, welcome the future and write high about the future.

Chapter 4: enter the ordinary day of the third day of junior high school. Chaoyang through the window shot into the ordinary classroom, sprinkled on the ordinary of us, not far from the blackboard a few big words impressively into our eyes - third grade! Third grade? In the heart suddenly surprised, a little unprepared. The teacher made an impassioned speech on the platform: "we are all junior high school students. Don't let our parents worry about us & hellip& hellip; Parents? Yes, under the light at night, my parents drag their tired bodies after work around us, accompanying us to spend too much time studying. When the mouth is dry, they offer the tea with fragrance; When they were sleepy, they delivered a cup of eye-catching and refreshing coffee. There is too much love in every act! I dare not face the expectation in my parents' eyes for fear that I will be replaced by disappointment& hellip; ' Teachers have confidence in you & hellip& hellip; Suddenly looked up, saw the teacher's kind face is full of tenderness, lips have good-looking radian, let a person attachment. She accompanied us through a long journey of learning, bright and energetic