Write a 600 word essay in the third year of junior high school

Who is flying freely in the blue sky? Who's busily delivering letters? Who symbolizes peace? It's a pigeon!

On a sunny morning, we were pleasantly surprised to find an injured pigeon flying on the balcony, with a broken toe, flapping its wings, and never being able to fly. Seeing its pitiful appearance, we had to catch it, bring it back to the house, recuperate its wounds, and wait for it to spread its wings and fly again.

We found a cardboard box, padded thick old newspapers, and made a warm home for it. Every day, I take care of it meticulously, feed it mung beans and rice, use a small glass bottle to hold water for it, and put it on the balcony during the day to bask in the sun and ...... activitiesAfter a few months, it seems to be able to stand up and fly a little! Soon after, it began to fly test, but every time it took off, it landed.

The tenacious pigeon did not give up, it still persevered, flapping its wings every day and trying to fly. The hard work paid off, and finally, it was able to maintain its balance and spread its wings and fly!

That day, I had just come home and saw it flying on the balcony railing. When I came to the balcony, it saw that I had arrived, turned its head, looked at me twice, and seemed to say to me, "Thank you for taking care of me and making me healed."

I'm leaving, I'll never forget you! Then, with its wings, it flew into the endless blue sky, leaving behind a feather.

I applaud it, and at the same time a little sad, I can't bear it.

At night, I walked along the path covered with yellow leaves, thinking of the pigeons, and when I could not hold back the words in my heart, I cried out loudly: "When is the bright moon, ask the sky ...... wine?"I hope that people will last a long time, and thousands of miles of communism Chanjuan. O pigeon!

You flew away so fast, I really can't bear you! I'll never forget you! ”

I can't forget that feather!

The weather has been rainy lately, just like my mood, all the way.

It's summer vacation now, but maybe this time is even more difficult than the end of the semester.

There is no friendship with classmates, but there is more resentment towards life; There is no relaxation and happiness that summer vacation should have, but more busy. Suddenly, I miss the days when I was in school, and although it was hard, it was very fulfilling. Unlike now, although it is very leisurely, it is very boring and empty, and there is no longing for summer vacation, and some are just memories of the school day.

Suddenly, I lost interest in resting, and I was no longer interested in not making up classes, but I began to look forward to making up classes.

I don't know what makes me so low, so low, so low that I don't have any interest in playing. I always thought that I was suffering from depression + autism, but I was so cheerful when I was really happy.

I often stand by the windowsill and listen to songs, in a daze, looking at the scenery outside the window, thinking about the happy days with my classmates.

I feel like I've changed since I entered junior high school, and I don't know if it's because of the passing of elementary school life, or because of my sensitivity to middle school, or if I have to go through it when I grow up. I'm distressed, why?

No longer as serious as in elementary school, no longer as naïve as in elementary school, and no longer as happy with classmates (including boys and girls) in elementary school. When I got to junior high school, I felt that I had become lazy and mature, and I had a distance from my male classmates, even if it was a boy who played with me, I couldn't really have a heart-to-heart relationship, and I seemed to be held back by a feeling that was the most taboo for our age, and I didn't even have real happiness when I played basketball. In particular, an incident in May made me confused, confused, and depressed all day.

For girls, there is not the sincerity of the elementary school, either. I always think that they are too scheming, and now I realize that I have too many concerns. However, there is still a gap between the girls, except for a few who play particularly well, I think everyone can't make friends.

Everyone thinks I'm a very good person, thinks I'm very popular, and both boys and girls play well with me, but among these many friends, who can really read my heart.

It rained a lot, and in this summer, everything changed ......

It rained, the sky cried, and I cried ......