Essay Face for the first year of junior high school, 700 800 words 15

Facing the transfer. Tongle Middle School Li Yaowei.

When night fell, I was happily watching TV, and a voice came into my ears: "Son, will you go to Pengshan to study in the next term?" "Dad was obviously a little anxious.

I ......I ......"I haven't made up my mind yet, I don't know how to dad.

My parents have mentioned this matter several times, and I know that the decision on this matter is in my hands, and it depends on whether I want to or not. If I don't want to go, my father and mother won't force me.

To go or not? This is a difficult multiple-choice question, Mom and Dad hesitate, and I hesitate even more. As the saying goes, if you make the wrong move, you lose the whole game. I should think about it.

The teaching equipment in the county is definitely better than the teaching equipment in the countryside, and it can also get rid of the bad problem that I only care about watching TV as soon as I go home, and does not pay attention to review and preview, and there is an advantage ...... to go

However, does it mean that you will study well in a well-equipped school? Many of my former classmates went to such schools, but their grades dropped instead of improving, and some of them simply transferred to another school. What if I go and don't adapt to the learning environment there, and my grades don't improve or simply drop?

Isn't the extra money spent by parents wronged?

Thinking about it, thinking about it left and right, whether to go or not, I have always thought I was decisive, but I was still hesitating.

Suddenly, I thought about coin toss. Isn't there a lot of people who use it to solve problems when they're hesitating?

I quickly found a coin, I pinched it in my hand, and said to myself, leave it to this coin to decide, go with the heads, or go with the tails.

I tossed the coin, it landed on the table, and it bounced. It fell to the ground again. I looked at it, it was positive, and it was time to go. But it bounced on the table, what if it didn't? Forget it, not this time!

The coin was tossed the second time I tossed, it was the back, and it was time not to go. Ouch, coins, the first time you said you should go, this time you said you should not go, what do you tell me to do?

Forget it, not this time, I'll give it a "three-on-two-win".

I tossed the coin a few more times, but I still tossed it in a daze, "three hits and two wins", which time did it start? And why should it start with that?

No way! But when I thought about it, why can't I do it? Why am I flipping a coin? Why leave the decision to the coins?

In the end, I figured it out, hmph, I don't throw it away, my own business, I make my own decisions!

Comment and Selection] This essay is good at psychological description, and the delicate psychological description shows "hesitation" vividly: there are advantages of going, and there are advantages of not going, "Mom and Dad hesitate, I hesitate more", and the method of "tossing a coin" is used to decide, and the result is also confused......This hesitation, really hesitation to get home.

The end of the essay is good, I agree with the little author's point of view: "My own business, I am my own decision"!

Let's face the difficulties in a practical way.

The difficulties can be big or small, both in learning and in life.

Find a few famous sayings and aphorisms related to difficulties, and talk about what to do in the face of difficulties. You can also give examples of what difficulties you have encountered and how you have solved them.

The door of friends retains the last trace of our fantasy in the ten miles of smoke and dust and the last bit of warmth in the bleak wind and cold rain.

—Epigraph. Perhaps, friends are like this, and there is always a door that is difficult to open in between. Whether it's a life-or-death friend over a bowl of spirits, or a false call for brothers, we are all just arcs on different tracks, with many points in the ups and downs, but we can never merge perfectly with any of them.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the ancients have long known that there is an insurmountable last barrier between friends. So people always try to cover themselves, finely adjust their distance from each other, and carefully groom the smile on their faces. In this age where everything is digital, it seems that camaraderie also needs to be calculated over and over again like an equation.

It's no wonder some people say: It's tiring to make friends.

True friendship depends on feelings, whether it is thousands of miles away or close at hand, you can feel the "heartbeat" of the other party. The door exists, but so what's the matter? A woodcutter and a luthier, different classes, different roles, can still play a swan song for the ages.

If friendship is silent, can a beautiful nightingale break the silence? False friendship, if the wind blows on the sea, the waves are silent, and it disappears. But sincere emotions can imprint eternal memories in the depths of the soul, and even in the bleak night, it will merge into the singing of the stars with the most gorgeous rhythm.

We don't need to deliberately keep our distance, calculate the scale, and the friendship only needs to be plain to the sky, and it can shine the most touching luster. Let's not even break that door, a true confidant, even through the door, can understand the other person's mind. Isn't this indescribable induction more indescribable than the unobstructed view in broad daylight?

That door is the hazy back of the little red umbrella in the smoke and rain, and the eyes that loom in the dim candlelight. We may never be able to see it for what it really is, but it is this door that retains the last trace of our illusion in the ten miles of smoke and dust and the last bit of warmth in the bleak wind and cold rain.

Perhaps, friends are like this, sitting on opposite sides of the same door, each with its own life, each with its own world. It is this seemingly indifferent door that conveys the most precious friendship, allowing us to find comfort on this shore of life and bring longing to the other shore. Perhaps, friends are like that.

Friend, did you find it?