Essay After I go to junior high school, I want to think the most is about 500 words, and the level

Since I was in the sixth grade, there have been more and more homework in various subjects, and I don't have much time to read books, although the teacher has left homework for home to read as essays, but it is only two. I always feel like time flies! In order to read, I have shortened the time for homework and meals, and I am even racing against time to rest, but it is still ten o'clock - bedtime.

I dream of one day, with the endless books, to a wonderful space, without the boundaries of time, to read every book carefree, to enjoy the joy of the book, to absorb the nutrition of every word in the book, not to be bothered by time, and to slowly digest every page of the book.

When I was in the fifth grade, I didn't have much time to read, and I deeply realized what Shakespeare said: "Books are the nourishment of the world, and life without books is like the earth without sunlight; Wisdom without books is like a bird without wings. "Yes!

If you don't have books in your life, you will feel that your vessel for the water of life is empty.

You came here to ask for help, but you made it look like a philanthropist, a leader arranging work for his subordinates, and a teacher giving homework to his students.

Isn't it? Look at the requirements: "About 500 words, the level of the sixth grade is urgent!" Beautiful sentences! ”

Look at the time and further requests and give alms: "Within half an hour, the reward can be raised, and the number of words should not exceed 600 words".

There is only a polite and polite language that is commonly used when asking for help.

May I ask what qualifications do you have to come here and make this and that request for others? Even if you offer a virtual reward for any real value here, it doesn't change the fact that you are asking for help.

Why are you so embarrassed to assign tasks to others and take the fruits of other people's labor for free?

I love green My grandmother's family lives in the countryside, far from the county seat.

Forty or fifty miles. Every spring, I have to ask my mother to take me to stay for a few days. Because there, my eyes are full of my favorite color, green.

When I get up in the morning, the wind is soft, the air is fresh, the sun is warm, and when I look up, the wheat seedlings in the farmland are like a green sea, and the willow branches by the river spit out emerald shoots. When I looked down, I saw that the grass had sneaked out of the ground at some point, tender and green, with small crystal clear dew drops hanging on it. The water in the river was turquoise and turquoise, and schools of small fish stuck out their heads from time to time to breathe in the fresh air.

What a beautiful green! You are a symbol of life and vitality.

At noon, my grandmother was busy slaughtering chickens and geese and said to me, "This is green food, you must eat more of it." I said

Chickens are also called green foods? My grandmother looked at me puzzled and said, "Green food is naturally grown, uncontaminated food."

Oh, I understand that green is not only a symbol of life and vitality, but also a symbol of environmental protection and health.

I love the color green, but I'm also worried about it. The black smoke coming out of the factory can turn the green grass and trees yellow, and even die; The sewage discharged from the factory will blacken the turquoise river, and people will no longer see the cheerful and lively fish; Humans are cutting down indiscriminately, trees are becoming less and less, and birds are homeless ......I couldn't help but shout: "For the sake of our future, please protect the green!"

"I learned Chinese from textbooks".

Textbooks have been with me since the first day of elementary school, but I've never really paid attention to it. For me, textbook knowledge is just an ordinary book, and it is not even as comprehensive and complete as the reference materials. When writing essays, I just kept reading the essay selections, and I always didn't understand why other people's essays were so good.

It wasn't until I wrote this article that I came to the bottom of the myriad subtleties in Chinese textbooks. Most of the textbooks in the first grade of primary school are pinyin and literacy, but they are also learned from short poems or children's rhymes to cultivate our sense of language and appreciation. The texts in the senior year are getting longer and longer, and most of the writing skills of well-known writers are also contained in them, but I always ignore them.

In fact, Chinese textbooks are the foundation of our learning and life, and even everything, they teach us to read and understand the texts, teach us to understand the meaning of the text, and lead us to see the directions we have never been to and the lives that we have never touched.

Starting today, I will go back to my Chinese textbooks.

I learned the language from the mountains and forests.

It's another day when the grass is full of warblers dancing wildly. Secretly made an appointment with a partner, rode a bicycle, and came to a mountain forest with emerald jade.

Our intrusion broke the silence of the mountain forest, and countless birdsong resounded in our ears, bringing indescribable pleasure. I just feel that my heart is close to nature!

I have sat in a suffocating classroom countless times, looking out the window at the chimneys spitting black smoke, and describing the gentle birdsong with boring brushstrokes. But I know that the sound of nature here can never be described, even if it is experienced from the articles of famous artists. I have written about the gurgling water countless times, and I have written about the withered red flowers with a sentimental heart, but I don't know that there is always such a voice in the soft soil in the mountains and forests:

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. "I have sung for freedom and celebrated happiness countless times, but I have never listened to nature so carefully. When the birds return to their nests, the warmth revealed by the mother feeding the chicks; The ants work together, carry food, and show tenacity and unity; Trees, grasses, and vines create an intricate ......How can all of this be simply grasped from a textbook?

Even the wonderful pen of flowers may not be able to explain the mysteries of this magical nature.

If it weren't for that trip, that "bold" move, I wouldn't have been so excited and so happy to write words that excited me with cloud-like writing, and I wouldn't have praised myself with this, but I said proudly and faithfully: "In the reckless mountains and forests, in my intimate relationship with nature, I have discovered and understood a lot, and I have comprehended this famous saying with the purest heart: 'The connotation of language is equal to the extension of life.'"

Who dares to deny that language comes from life.

I learned the language from 5,000 years ago.

Live it! It's everywhere in life, in words, in things, and so on.

Elementary school life is full of flavors, junior high school life is thrilling and dangerous, the pressure of exams, the nervousness of the year rankings, all of which are things that I need to adapt to.

When the sun is a thing of the past, the white clouds are in the past, a trace of autumn wind blows away all the irritability and dissatisfaction, accompanied by the gentle wind to send the brilliant five-star red flag to the sky, and the rhythmic national anthem, I find that I am no longer naïve, I am no longer naughty, I am no longer a primary school student, I am mature, I am honest, I am a junior high school student!

The time in primary school inevitably feels that it flies too fast, and I don't know how to cherish it, and if I lose it, I will feel that I was too stupid before, and I don't know how to cherish every minute and second of the past. The teacher said to turn the pressure into motivation, but I couldn't do it. The teacher who felt unfamiliar with him in class even spoke like a machine gun, and his speed of speech was very fast; The board book also flourished like weeds and mountain flowers, and I had to ask left and right to make a complete ...... of notes

Watching beautiful things turn into memories is really unbearable, but helpless.

I envy them when I see that our previous classrooms have been filled with new people, and we used to be like this. We used to be in the same classroom, but in junior high school, we were scattered into four different classes, and the best classmates who were inseparable from me were not in the same class as me, and I don't know how many times there will be such ......separations in the future, I just know that now my heart is very lost

I love the lawlessness, the ignorance of childishness, the ignorance and fearlessness of the past six years, and I don't know if this will be the case in junior high school, but I realize that I have grown up.

I'm a junior high school student, and I'm going to start my junior high school life, and I'm going to start stressing exams and year rankings, and everything makes me panic and I don't want to face it.

But I can't change the facts, I'm a junior high school student.

yes, I'm going to get back on my feet, and I can't just fall like that; Yes, I have to readjust to the environment, I can't be lonely like this; Yes, I have to meet the challenge again, and I can't just fall like that.

Although sometimes depressed, sometimes at a loss, but I want to be recognized, I want to be praised, I also want to be praised, and it is because of the desire that I want to let myself know more that I am not the same as before, and I can't go back to the past, I am a junior high school student!