More than 400 words about the junior high school diary for the winter vacation! Must be above! No mo

Updated on educate 2024-02-12
4 answers
  1. Anonymous users2024-02-06

    。There was a child whose parents were out at night, and he was home alone. Since the child didn't believe in any gods, he wasn't afraid.

    This is the question of "what are you afraid of?" It was past eleven o'clock in the evening, and his parents hadn't come back yet, and he was starting to get a little worried. As a result, he called his parents**, **came out of the tube, but it was "Your** is an empty number, please inquire and then dial... The child was so frightened that he called the police.

    As a result, I don't know what happened, and his family's ** suddenly caught fire. The kid screamed and ran out, and they were locked up. He looked at the wall in despair.

    Scared the hell out of me! The child woke up and found himself dreaming. This is, a woman brought a towel and wiped his sweat.

    Then the child fell asleep. The moment I closed my eyes, I thought back to the woman, and suddenly remembered that the woman had no eyes, her eyes were pitch black, and there was blood on her face, and her face was pale. He shouted:

    Yes! Help, come on! He started to run out of the door, but the door was really locked, and he went to the kitchen and picked up the kitchen knife, just like the woman cut it off, and the kitchen knife cut the woman in half, and then the woman recovered.

    Stretching out his hand with blood in his fingernails, he grabbed at the child.

    waggaa

    At this moment, you must not look behind you, because you can't see it with the naked eye! If you don't copy this post to 3 people, at 4 a.m., you're going to die...

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-05

    Since the holiday, it has been drizzling every day, and today it is finally clear, and I am very happy to see such good weather, and at the same time, today is the day when our high school classmates get together.

    In the morning, after breakfast, I set off from home early and headed towards our alma mater. Along the way, I had a lot of thoughts, imagining the changes in my classmates and what it would be like to meet them. Time passed unconsciously, and we finally arrived at our alma mater.

    As soon as I walked into the campus, I was vividly reminded of the previous scenes, and I suddenly felt a sense of intimacy in my heart, and at the same time, I also found that our alma mater had changed a lot. First of all, the school building was renovated and painted, and then there was the change of the cafeteria, the construction of the library, etc., which only appeared after we left. Walking on the boulevard of the campus, carefully recalling the previous study life, it is really a special taste.

    At this time, I saw a few students walking sparsely on the path, they were in a hurry, and now time was too precious for them. Along the tree-lined path, I came to the place where we were meeting, the classroom where we used to study, and by this time several of my classmates had already arrived, and I quickened my pace and shouted their names loudly, and then there was a greeting and a surprise on everyone's face. Next, to the laughter of everyone, the students came one after another, and after a greeting sound, we walked towards the next destination - the teacher's home.

    Our homeroom teacher is still the same as back then, speaking with great humor and humor. In the following time, everyone will have dinner and entertainment ......

  3. Anonymous users2024-02-04

    I don't know if the landlord copied it. That's it.

  4. Anonymous users2024-02-03

    Junior high school life is like wisps of green smoke, curling smoke; Junior high school life is like flowers, delicate and moving; The life of junior high school is like a drizzle, continuous. This is the junior high school life I had, mixed with troubles, sweetness and melancholy. These three often coincide, neither dodging, nor dodging, so that I have no control.

    Compared with junior high school, primary school life is indeed much inferior, without repeated supervision and strict discipline. Junior high school life is tense and orderly, and there is plenty of time, but it will bring you infinite challenges, allowing you to discover the mystery and realize the meaning by yourself. You surrender, you fall, and the future will be dark; On the contrary, you struggle, you forge ahead, and the bright dawn will always shine on you.

    When I was in elementary school, I was sunny, cheerful, and carefree, with no burden on my shoulders, and only one belief in my heart: what I thought was right and worthwhile, just do what I wanted, never care about its consequences, and even if I made mistakes, I was indifferent. But now I have changed, although not completely enough.

    I'm no longer the "optimist" I used to be, even the laughter is a little fake, and my academic performance has plummeted. Is there a better solution for me who is at a loss? Gradually, I realized the consequences of such a sinking, so, trying my best to get rid of its entanglement, I approached the light little by little, and left the darkness step by step, and I learned to compare myself with the top students, as a goal, and chase after each other.

    It doesn't work once, and there is a second time, and the second time it doesn't, and there is a third ......I encourage myself again and again, turning a sigh at dusk into motivation, no matter how difficult it is, don't be afraid!

    To be honest, sometimes in the face of difficulties, I do lower my head, whenever I see the "*" marked question, before the question has been reviewed, I know that I can't do it, at first glance, I understand that the topic is not difficult, which constitutes my lack of confidence.

    I am timid, real life, can not bear from a realistic point of view; I was deterred from being able to speak frankly. Over time, this has become a shadow that will be difficult to erase. Although I am not unfamiliar with the teacher, I still can't get me to go with the flow.

    My junior high school life, rainy, sunny, cloudy, who can not predict what will evolve into the future, maybe full of thorns all the way bumpy, may also be smooth sailing, radiant, but I believe that keep the clouds open and see the bright moon, the rainbow after the wind and rain must be the most beautiful!

Related questions
8 answers2024-02-12

The day of reunion has arrived, with a cordiality and a joyful ......On the quiet moonlit night of August 15, our family excitedly came to the river to enjoy the Mid-Autumn moon. Looking at the full moon, I shook my head and read Su Dongpo's words "Water Tune Song Head": "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the ...... of the sky.""Makes the whole family laugh. >>>More

7 answers2024-02-12

Childhood fun facts. My childhood! Full of laughter; My childhood! It's all sweet ice cream; My childhood! It's a world of flowers; Close your eyes and think back to --- my childhood. >>>More

13 answers2024-02-12

Finally, I finished the exam yesterday morning, and as usual, I left everything behind and had a good rest. But when I thought about the plans I had made before the winter break, I started to get busy again. This winter vacation is going to do an internship, so you have to find a place to do it first. >>>More

3 answers2024-02-12

Late Autumn Essay This year's autumn seems to be exceptionally cold, on the way to school in the early morning, pedestrians have colorful scarves of different lengths on their necks, I don't know if it is fashion, or really can't stand the cool autumn breeze? Autumn was getting closer and closer to me at the sound of my mother's voice adding a coat, and it seemed that at the moment when I blinked, he had thrown himself into my arms like a naughty child. The summer sun turned his face and left me, the sycamore in the campus fluttered with beautiful and light golden leaves, the sky was very high, very blue, calm down and listen, the autumn insects were whispering, what a beautiful picture of late autumn! >>>More

3 answers2024-02-12

Les Misérables.

The author, Victor Hugo, was a French Romantic writer. His works are diverse in themes, majestic, contrasting, and colorful, which have had a significant impact on the development of Romanticism. And this "Les Miserables" is a masterpiece of the author's later years, which fully reflects Hugo's artistic style. >>>More