Please help me write a 500 word junior high school weekly diary with the title Reading, Let Me Trav

New semester, new plan.

Maupassant said, "Man lives in hope, and when one hope is dashed or fulfilled, a new hope arises." "The New Year is a new hope, a new hope, a new journey, and a new harvest.

New semester, new starting point, new look, let us look forward to a better tomorrow, let us embark on the journey again!

Pursuit: It is the inevitable way to enrich life. Time is like the merciless flow of water, flowing through my five years in elementary school.

In the blink of an eye, the winter vacation will be a thing of the past again, and a new semester is coming. Think about it, what have you done in the past five years? But I couldn't think of anything.

Could it really be that what flows to his alma mater is a blank memory? No, I hope that in the last half year of my primary school life, I will do everything well. In this half year, I must cherish every second of time and strive not to let myself have a wasted moment.

The new semester is coming, so everyone will definitely have new plans, what are my plans? In fact, my plan is the same as everyone else, that is, to study hard in the new semester, listen carefully to the teacher's lectures, and speak actively in class. Not only that, but I also have to participate in various activities regularly, which is not enough, and I hope that I can do well in my graduation exams.

I know it's hard and hard to do that, but as long as you stay the course and never back down, it's going to be very easy.

I think that people's hopes can change at any time, and the hopes of each of us are different at different times and under different circumstances. In the new semester, my hope is to always remember my alma mater, because after all, this is the primary school where I have lived for six years! At the same time, I also hope to do something good for my dear alma mater in this last six months.

I think I'm going to do it with real action. In his life, no matter what he becomes, whether he is a celebrity, a great man, or an ordinary ordinary person, he will always remember his alma mater and have very deep feelings for him, and I want to be such a person.

I know that everyone's thoughts are different, because everyone has different aspirations and goals. Now that I'm growing up, my new goal is not to be a great man, or an artist, or a giant of science. It's about getting into a better university and finding a stable job when you grow up.

It is enough to do extraordinary things for the country and society in your ordinary position, and contribute your own strength.

Everyone has new plans in the new semester, and you must be the same as me! Let's all join hands in the new semester and move forward towards our goals together!

I'm a freshman in junior high school, so take a closer look at this essay, it may help

The beginning of the school year is like a year of water, and I have played with children in the grass; I am already a primary school student who reads aloud "Bright Moonlight in front of the bed"; I bid farewell to my childhood and walked towards youth. Looking forward to the future, I came to Zhenyi Middle School and walked into the first life. Before junior high school, I was very deep in the junior high school campus, and I really wanted to grow up.

After here, my curiosity about the campus suppressed my excitement and expressed infinite joy with my elementary school friends. I imagined my life, in the three years, I would grow, progress, I would make friends, know different, learn different new knowledge. It's the first year of junior high school, and then I get nervous.

In secondary school, it is excellent secondary school, and the competition for learning is fierce, and thus also. Pull at the back of the team a little carelessly, relax at all, and be in a state of learning all the time. I want to study in a tense atmosphere, and I have excelled in three years of study.

Junior high school is fresh, all fresh! For example: the course that there is before. The evening self-study ......Wait a minute.

The first day of school is always fresh in my memory, and the excited heartbeat has not yet calmed down. Heaven is always beautiful. It means that it has grown up again, and it is time to strive for the new.

The kind smiling faces of classmates and teachers can't help but ripple. Unfamiliar books, a curiosity sprouts from the bottom of my heart, and the interest in learning somehow.

On this day, if you look at the uncivilized inside, everyone follows the rules and tries your best to make that gorgeous flower! When the sound of reading echoed over the campus, the bright five-star red flag was even more dazzling.

The beginning of school means saying goodbye to a pleasant summer vacation. Immerse yourself in a new and intense learning experience!

Qihoo, I'm v, Sun V, it's still a transfer function, go to the toilet, or this is V, I'm just right, the synopsis of the story has been hurt.

Scenery of my hometown My hometown is an ordinary small mountain village. But I love it very much. There is also a small stream in my hometown.

It's so clear, it flows every day. There are also many pebbles at the bottom of the stream, with different shapes, which have this posture and that charming. On the riverside, there are willows that are affectionate.

Hanging on the water, painted with sparkling ripples. From time to time, a few small birds are playing on the willows, and there is a crisp song. I remember when I was a kid, my sister and I liked to climb on those willow trees the most.

The shape of the willow is also very unique, the middle branch is blocked in the willow, and I like to climb on the branch and sit sideways in the middle. It's like sitting in the air, not to mention how comfortable it is!! There are many clusters of green bamboos right in front of my house.

On a sunny day, it shines in the green bamboo. Those green elves are showing themselves! Green bamboos surround my hometown, both in front and behind.

From a distance, it's so peaceful. If you want to play hide-and-seek, this is the place to be! The fields in my hometown were large and wide, and there was a lot of wheat planted in the fields.

When it is time to grow, when you look at it from a high place, you can see a patch of wheat in front of you, as if it has covered the earth with a green coat. When the harvest came, and the earth was golden, he changed into another garment. The farmer's uncle was threshing wheat in the field.

The rice we eat is beaten and then the husk is removed by a machine. Hometown, without the prosperity of the city, he is so quiet and simple. But I love this simplicity, this silence!

Like a spring flowing through a valley, like a butterfly flying over a flower.