Along the way, there are many essays, and along the way, there are many essays

There are a lot of people I love.

My life has gone through 13 years silently, and how many past days have been scattered along the way. Along the way, I feel that God has not blessed me with much happiness. Only when I suddenly looked back on the past was I able to slowly pick up the pearls that had been spilled all over the ground.

Even though life is like water, youth is like flowers; Even if the breeze does not blow, the sycamore does not fall; Even though there will be stumbles in life; Even if you taste the saltiness of tears, you will also taste the sweetness of smiles. However, youth is like a passing year. Friend, if you are in the mood for love, don't complain that God is unfair to you and the environment is not good for you, because, along the way, too many people have paid for you, but you ignore the beautiful scenery along the way.

From the day Wow Wow fell to the ground, it was destined for this journey of life. Mother is your swaddling baby, guarding you and warming you, father is a big road, allowing you to step into the future, friends are your wings, flying with you, even ordinary passers-by, but also a street lamp, although they do not know each other, but silently illuminate your way forward.

My life has gone through 13 years silently, and there are too many beautiful pictures in my memories, looking at the blue and flawless sky, making a promise of youth without regrets, and surging enthusiasm continues to hit the heartstrings.

In fact, along the way, there are many people to thank and a lot to say. The gray hair crept up the ends of my mother's hair, ah, when did I find out when I was ignorant? Are those deep wrinkles the endorsement of a father who is no longer strong?

Friends who used to grow up together, are you also gradually maturing? Those hurried passers-by, how have you ever been deeply nostalgic?

Who said that youth is a bright wound? She was so beautiful and haggard. Along the way of ordinary youth, is it a sweet aftertaste, or a touch of sadness?

Along the way, we have lost so much beauty. I always feel that God is unfair to us and has not given us any superpowers. No, you are wrong, on the contrary, there are so many things that God has given us.

Along the way, the experience of this road, the ups and downs of this road, the happiness of this road, and the charm of this road. When we are over half a hundred years old, we look back on the road that has lasted for more than half a century, even if there are many ups and downs, even if it is difficult, it will always linger in our memory. Oh, all the way!

Oh, youth! You come in the footsteps of spring, go in the steps of winter, and you can't bring me a trace of memories when you rush away. Yes, I should cherish it, I should pay tribute to the time that has passed by my fingertips.

The road is one that we need to take step by step. The same is true of the path of life, which is full of happiness, sorrow, joy, and ......I've always thought that my path in life is full of joy. Because I always have a positive outlook on every challenge......

I remember that when I first entered the junior high school campus, I faced the first exam of junior high school - the opening test. When the results came out, I found that they were miserable, but I was not discouraged and faced them positively and optimistically. I listened carefully in class and discussed problems with my classmates after class.

At first, I didn't have a clue to do the questions, but gradually with the continuous dedication, the ideas became much clearer. A month has passed, I am still happy, but I have a little more confidence, and I have unexpectedly achieved excellent results in the first monthly exam. I laughed, laughed so happily.

The process of struggle is difficult, but success after struggle will make you feel extremely happy.

I will never forget the school year of the second year of junior high school, a transitional period in the second year of junior high school, and the knowledge learned has also been improved. I've never been good at graphics, but most of the poems in the second year of junior high school are about graphics. "Wrong, wrong, still wrong" Looking at the scarred homework book, I felt powerless for the first time.

Still, I'm willing to take it on the front and challenge myself. I found a lot of practice after class, and fought until late at night every day. Although there will always be sleepiness, it is difficult to ......describe the joy of the heart to relieve one question after another

The third year of junior high school is destined to be unforgettable for me, in addition to making papers or papers every day, there are many homework after school. In the open and secret battles between the students in the third year of junior high school, the bitter words of the teachers, and the hope of the parents for their son Jackie Chan, we are under great pressure. Sorrow seemed to be written on my face, everyone was preparing for the upcoming high school entrance examination, and the tense and oppressive atmosphere in the class did not affect me.

I am still optimistic about every exam and smile every day. Because I firmly believe that the first test of my life can stump me, but it can't stop my motivation to move forward, and I am still happy in the third place.

The progress of the first year of junior high school, the mastery of the problems of the second year of junior high school, and the first charge of the third year of junior high school, along the way, happiness accompanied me. This article ** junior high school essay, I am also going to publish an essay.