An essay about the three years of junior high school

The joys and pains of junior high school life.

It seems that in the flick of a finger, three years have passed inadvertently. Standing in front of the gate of high school, I looked back at the road I had walked, a road full of ups and downs to explore tomorrow and long. The words of a famous person are well said:

On the way to the peak of the ideal, there is never a road full of grass and lilies, only a mountain road full of thorns.

?My junior high school life is like a suite of music, stepping on the black and white keys that keep changing day by day, tinkling and dingdong, interspersed with the loudness of the trumpet, the heroism of the shepherd's flute, the quadrillup of the violin, the hurried and low notes of the cello, and the joyful rest of the mandolin or dulcimer.

And I played the clear and bright piano theme with the hand of time, which constituted the theme of my music: striving for dreams.

?I can't remember how many times, but I've faced one by one and drawn one by one"x"I only remember that in the past three years, the textbooks have changed from new to old again and again, the pencils have been short, the ballpoint pens have been thrown into the wastepaper basket again and again, I remember how many times I have copied and copied under the lamp, scratched my ears and cheeks in the face of exercises, and I also remember that when the new millennium came, I wrote on a blank piece of paper with a pen"North Wai"and let it float slowly in the night sky.

?The hardship of walking in the sea of books and learning, but it is also the joy after achieving good results, how many times have you tasted the bitterness of failure, can you exchange for the joy of success?

But it is this suffering and happiness that makes every step on the way forward firm and meaningful. The days full of astringency are hard, and the smooth sailing full of happiness is easy to make people slack, and it is the pain and joy of learning that has kept me through the three years of junior high school.

?Holding a flower umbrella and walking in the hazy drizzle of the Su Causeway, the West Lake opened the background of the Song Dynasty, and a river of smoke and rain was misty.

Stepping on an old song, and the afterglow of the years, walking under the ancient imperial wall, in the blood-colored dusk of Kyoto, in the autumn of 2010, in the red days of the maple leaves in Xiangshan, can I take the smoke and rain of my hometown, standing in front of the school gate of Beiwai?

?In the days before the high school entrance examination, life is like a nervous board, I have complained many times of the pain of making up classes after school, tired of a lot of endless exercises, books and notes that I can't finish reading, and my parents:

Why do you still watch TV and aren't afraid that you won't be able to get into high school? "of questioning. At the moment when I suddenly thought about it before I graduated, when I clearly realized that all these hardships were for my dreams of tomorrow, I always thought that the life of junior high school was only suffering, and it killed me a lot of freedom, and when I was about to say goodbye to this hurried three-year period, before I was about to enter the gate of high school, I realized more and more:

Junior high school life is supposed to be composed of suffering and happiness, but I am too afraid of hardship to experience the joy after suffering. And after I calm down and know that I know how to endure hardship, happiness will continue to come.

?The bitterness and joy of junior high school life, a beautiful suite, I will continue to play this movement, to knock on the sacred door of 2010!

Study hard and make progress every day.

Time flies. Before I knew it, a semester was coming to an end, and looking back on the first semester of junior high school, there were indeed many things worth remembering. There are satisfying things that make my heart pound, and there are regrets that make it difficult for me to sleep.

I remember when I first entered the school, everything was so foreign to me. Strange classmates, strange teachers, unfamiliar classrooms, unfamiliar campuses, even the flowers and plants here are unfamiliar.

On the first day, the first thing to do is to run for class cadres. The night before, my parents supported me in the campaign and encouraged me to pursue the process of active participation, regardless of success or failure. So, for the first time in my life, I participated in the election for the representative of the science class with great interest, and although I did my part, I was unsuccessful, perhaps because of my poor performance at the time.

Later, after a period of continuous efforts, I finally got my wish to become a class representative. It may not be that important to others, but for me, as my dad said, it is really precious and meaningful. Because, from now on, it has laid the foundation of self-confidence for my study and life, which is the motivation for me to work hard.

After all, I used to be a person who was not good at talking, introverted, and cared more about myself than about others. Now as a class representative, I feel both honored and pressured, and needless to say, the pressure comes from the demands on myself. If as a class representative, your academic performance is not good, how can you convince others?

How can we arouse everyone's enthusiasm for learning? I secretly decided that first of all, I should learn this subject well, and then mobilize everyone to create a good atmosphere for learning science.

On the transcript of this mid-term exam, I achieved an average score of 13th overall. I thought: there are twelve more students in front of me, how can I catch up with them? There is only one answer: study hard, persevere, study, and learn again!

Some time ago, the school held a sports day, and I signed up for a running competition. It was a sunny day, I didn't run very well, maybe I was too nervous that day. Looks like I still have to practice.

The only consolation was that the second place in the 4x100m relay was won by our class.

The end of the year has come, in other words, the big exam is coming. I should temporarily give up all kinds of entertainment activities, go all out to review carefully, and strive to get good results, so as to repay my teachers, parents, and everyone who cares about me, and have a comfortable and unburdened winter vacation.

Everyone has their own past, whether it's sweet or unbearable, after all, it's all in the past, and facing us is a bright future. At the moment when the New Year's bell is about to ring the old and welcome the new, looking back on the past, it is better to focus on tomorrow, because the future is like a radiant sunrise, just like a raging wave.

First of all, I started from elementary school to my junior high school, but my junior high school is a good school in my city. I was not a poor student in primary school and did well in the graduation exam, so I was placed in the so-called experimental class, which would be the beginning of my nightmare, if I were to take the exam again, I would rather do very poorly after graduating from primary school. The so-called experimental class, of course, the teachers in it have been selected, and they are all looking for some stricter teachers, of course, this class is also a class that many students' parents look forward to, so most of the people in it paid money to enter, so the students in this class have a foundation at home, so there will be so many powerful eyes.

That's why the series of stories that followed. When I entered this class, I was a super introverted person, and I didn't even dare to take the initiative to talk to other students, at that time, I remembered that my tablemate was still relatively good, and I just took care of me, and always took the initiative to talk to me, and I was also very friendly with her, but she was not a local here Almost not long after the start of school, she turned away again, and although the girl sitting next to me said that people are not bad, but it is also the root of my hate.

In the first year of junior high school, I felt that it was far away from the high school entrance examination, and I felt that time passed slowly, and I couldn't wait to sleep on the first day, and I arrived in high school as soon as I woke upAt that time, I always felt that time was so slow.

After the second year of junior high school, I didn't feel anything unusual, but the teacher blindly emphasized that it was very important and very importantAt that time, I was still carefree, as long as I couldn't get in front of me, I was the kind of person who didn't feel panicked. At that time, there will be no scruples of crying and laughing, joy and sorrow, and no troubles.

When I was in the third year of junior high school, it was like saying to a young girl, "You are old, you are old," very heavy and flustered. Before I have had enough, I am about to enter the third year of junior high school. At that time, I wanted to go back to the first year of junior high school, at least the word "high school entrance examination" in the teacher's mouth was less, so that I would not be so caught off guard.

I still don't understand why English is so important, and the teacher talks bitterly about foreign countries, but it still can't arouse my interest in English.

But you can't give up this subject yet, so let's stand up!