The narrative composition of junior middle school is 800 words

My friend, some people say: 'books are the ladder of human progress' and' books are good teachers and friends of mankind '. I want to say, 'books are my friends and my beacon of progress.' Perhaps, without you, my life will be flat. You make my life so colorful. Failure, my heart is very lost, about to collapse, I want to give up. Fortunately, you told me: 'failure is the mother of success. Just like when Einstein invented the electric lamp, the failure he experienced was unimaginable, but he finally tasted it. Failure means success is at hand. Don't lose heart, don't lose heart, just stick to it and learn from it, and you will succeed! " Your encouragement is the oasis I met in the desert, which makes me have more courage to move forward. When I succeed, my heart is so happy. Immersed in joy, I will inevitably lose pride. At this time, you remind me: 'modesty makes people progress, pride makes people lag behind. Just like the Boxer Movement, the early stage was the heyday of the Boxer Movement. Because Hong Xiu and other leaders were intoxicated with the joy of success, the boxer declined later. Your success is based on your efforts. Maybe you can't succeed forever, but if you don't work hard, you will fail forever. " Your reminder may have poured cold water on me, but I still thank you for making me move forward more smoothly. In boredom, it is your company that makes me like a fish in water, roam in the ocean of knowledge, and my freedom is unrestricted. There is no boredom, but the expansion of knowledge. From the "daughter of the sea" in Andersen's fairy tales, I learned the greatness of dedication; From Gorky's childhood, I realize that when is the darkness of society; From Xu Zhimo's poetry collection, we can appreciate a kind of tenderness like water and improve our ability to understand poetry & hellip& hellip; Over time, from you, I have seen a long history, a long culture and the feelings of characters at home and abroad. You let me get all this, my friend! When you are busy, you tell me: 'a good plan is the beginning of success.' Let me make a detailed plan for things. However, my busyness left you out. Your silent waiting made me speed up my pace. From this point of view, I gradually formed the habit of doing things with plan, quality and speed. This is also your credit. I thank you, my friend! Life without friends is like life without sunshine. Book, you are my sunshine, you are my lifelong companion. In failure, your encouragement; When you succeed, have your reminder; In boredom, with your company; When busy, there is your waiting & hellip& hellip; Let my life full of sunshine junior high school narrative composition 800 words 2: missed June, missed six years. In the twinkling of an eye, it is June and summer vacation. At this time, I will recall the scene on the day of primary school graduation and the feelings I missed in the past six years. The students are as usual, making noise and playing. Those who get good grades hum songs, jump and jump, and laugh while 'talking'. Those who hang a red light can only clap their heads and regret which problems should not be wrong, and which problems the teacher has said, but they don't listen well. " Really, I'm one point short of passing! " However, the sadness of 'red light' did not stay too long. After all, the holiday without summer homework is worth celebrating. Students are writing classmate records and leaving messages to each other. The classroom is full of shouts, laughter, chasing, running and pushing tables and chairs. It is as lively as ever. Everyone is excited, excited. I am so eager to look forward to the summer vacation without a trace of sadness of parting, because it has become a habit. There is a summer vacation every year. After a short separation, we are bound to meet again. Because we all think, what's the point? Isn't it just summer vacation? Anyway, I'll see you again at the beginning of next semester! It's always that classroom, those people! The graduation ceremony was over and everyone rushed out of the classroom with a smile. After & hellip& hellip; Almost no more contact. Again, it's not that classroom, no, those people. The new and cumbersome learning tasks in junior middle school make us unable to recall. When we have nothing to do and calm down one day, we suddenly remember that we didn't have time to say anything and didn't give a hug. The classroom in my memory has crooked tables and chairs, chalk heads everywhere, exercise books flying everywhere, fighting, shaking hands, singing and dancing & hellip& hellip; And the smiling face at parting& hellip;& hellip; We missed the 'goodbye' and 'hug' of our classmates, but we always remember their smiling faces. Junior high school narrative composition 800 words 3: curious, everyone came to this colorful world from the cry. Childhood is like a history book, recording all my innocence and romance, which also aroused my curiosity. I remember last summer, I saw several ladybugs in the flowers at my door. Seeing these ladybugs, large and small, I had some ideas. I caught some ladybugs home, put them in a transparent bottle and began to observe. First find out where its eyes are? First of all, I'm sure ladybugs have eyes. How else can they see things? But I can't find it from left to right. Maybe its eyes are too small. So I 'invited' a magnifying glass to help. Looking under the magnifying glass, I found the answer: in front of the round body of the ladybug, there is a round little thing. Maybe this is its head; There is a small black spot at both ends of its head, which must be the eyes of the ladybug. How many feet does the ladybug have? I took out one of the ladybugs I caught and wanted to turn its body around to see how many feet it had, but it ran around on the table. I couldn't catch it. Finally, I caught it, but I don't know what happened. This ladybugk has only five feet. So I took out another one and wanted to confirm whether all ladybugs had only five feet and could accidentally let it fly. No way, I took out another one, and it flew again. I kind of wanted to give up. But when I think about it, how can I give up so easily? So I regained my confidence. Carefully took out a ladybug and successfully found that the ladybug had six feet. The last question remains: are ladybugs pests or beneficial insects? I put ladybugs in the yard. Through observation, I found that only one of them is a beneficial insect, which is' Seven Star ladybugs'. By looking up information from the book, I also know that the Seven Star ladybug is orange and has seven black spots on its back, also known as sister Hua. Seven Star ladybugs eat a pest called aphids, which are also called putrid insects. They pierce their mouths into the juice of the plant epidermis to make the plant wither and die. The Seven Star ladybug can eat more than 100 aphids a day, so only the Seven Star ladybug is a beneficial insect, and the others are pests. I cried excitedly, because I finally found the ladybug's Secret: the ladybug's eyes are at both ends of its small head; Ladybugs have six feet; Among ladybugs, only seven star ladybugs are beneficial. Ah, I'm proud of my discovery! I have a curious heart. I am curious about everything in the world. I will ask a series of strange questions. I know that only by consolidating the knowledge in books and reading more extracurricular books can we solve these problems. Junior high school narrative composition 800 words 4: I have an extra responsibility in Grade 9. Time flies. In Grade 7 and grade 8, I have spent two spring and autumn in middle school. In the seventh grade, I went less to the green and astringent at the beginning of school, and more to the smile of life; In the eighth grade, I bid farewell to my child's frivolity and ushered in the maturity of my youth. Now in ninth grade, I stand at the junction of youth and youth. For a moment, I felt my shoulders were heavy and I was a little out of breath. Looking at the students who are studying hard, I suddenly realized that it is my responsibility. Oh, I have more responsibility in ninth grade. This responsibility comes from the heart, to yourself, to parents and to teachers. It is this responsibility that makes me realize my shortcomings again and urges me to study hard. This makes me progress, let me grow, let me succeed. My performance in this midterm is not very ideal, which makes me very afraid. What should I do? Ming Ming studies hard, but his grades are still ineffective. I immediately felt helpless and wanted to give up. My heart was cold, as if I lost consciousness. Thinking more, time stopped turning here, so I didn't have to think about my grades and face my parents' remorse. But everything is a hypothesis. What should be faced must always be faced. Finally, after school, I left school alone as usual. On the way home, I thought a lot. When I got home, I told my father my grades. He was merciful and didn't scold me. He just nagged me, which annoyed me. He closed the door and quietly did his homework. A few days later, my mother called me to her room. Asked me a lot, and I kept pulling the zipper on my pants pocket without saying a word. I just keep repeating two movements, nodding or shaking my head. Mother saw that I couldn't listen, just sighed and said faintly, 'I know you've been studying hard, but your grades are contrary to your efforts. Maybe you have thought about giving up, but you should clearly realize that you can't do this, because it's not only your achievements, but also your responsibility. And people's growth means shouldering more responsibilities, which you can't shirk. " I woke up at this time. I fought not only for my achievements, but also for my own responsibility. My mother's words made me feel like I was carrying the hope of my parents, and fulfilling their hope was another responsibility. From now on, in the face of heavy learning tasks and great pressure, I will no longer complain like before, because I understand that this is my responsibility. Therefore, I put an end to the occasional laziness and playfulness on the third day of junior high school, and studied harder. In the ninth grade, I had an extra responsibility. At this time, I understand that responsibility will accompany me all my life. Junior high school narrative composition 800 words five: the wind entered the window on the third night of the first day of the storm. The rain drifted into the house and penetrated into my heart. The moonlight passed through the treetops and flowed quietly in front of the window. I don't know why, I suddenly think of my past. When I was a child, we were so pure and naive. I always fantasize that I must be a happy prince when I grow up. However, all this has become the past. There is only endless cold moonlight around me. I can't help thinking of Lu You's divination operator. "Chanting the plum", that is how noble and how desolate. Although the plum blossom has no intention of competing for spring, I can't compete for spring. Spring is full of vitality, 'she smiles in the bushes', but without me. I don't know if it's vanity, but I think so. Since the third day of junior high school, my grades have always been unsatisfactory in each exam. Some subjects are OK, and some are simply ugly. Looking at other people's transcripts, I always feel lost. Why? I've done my best, but why is that Red Crescent always missed me? Is it me? Always fantasize that you are the master in your own sky, but fantasy and reality are so far away. You are always an unknown little tree and can't grow into towering trees