Composition. Really, I didn t mean it ... Junior high school 1 year essay , trouble everyone!!!

Actually, I don't want that.

Since entering the world of junior high school, I have rarely found happiness around me, I long for happiness, but happiness seems to be far away from me, out of reach, only "out of reach", the daily mechanical life has gradually numbed me, I am also losing the heart of happiness, so, my pen is not flowing with the source of happiness, the original elf-like lively, vivid words have become so the same, all kinds of sighs, even writing a diary feel that there is nothing to say, it is really full of worries, it has arrived" The student's essay is sad, and the teacher is annoyed by the pages of the paper", but who wants to do this? We also don't want to be "deaf to the outside of the window, and only read the books of the sages," 12 hours a day, at least 11 hours a day are trapped in the classroom of less than 50 square meters, ** have the leisure to experience happiness? What's the joy of saying?

By chance, when I went to the teacher's office, I looked through the diaries of the first year of junior high school, which was not a masterpiece, but childish but cute, and there was indescribable happiness and natural freshness between the lines. I smiled when I saw it, and I felt very relieved. I really envy them!

They still have an innocent childlike heart, but what about us?

I really don't understand why we become sentimental? I really don't understand why we get deep? Actually, I don't want to do this, I don't want to lose my childlike innocence, I really wish I could have it forever.

I really hope that everyone in the world will always retain that beautiful childlike innocence, but, is that okay?

Since I was a child, I have always been a good child who is well-behaved, smart and sensible in the eyes of my parents. However, something happened last week that made my parents so sad that they had to teach me a lesson.

What the hell is going on? Listen to me: Last Friday when I was at school, I saw a class of students using a very useful encyclopedia, which contains a very comprehensive amount of knowledge.

There are Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, biology, and even cosmology.

I borrowed my classmate's book and read it for a while, and I was deeply fascinated by the contents. I was greatly touched by the sudden expansion of my knowledge, and I realized that my knowledge reserves were scarce. Therefore, the idea of buying this encyclopedia came instantly, and the idea was quite strong, and I knew very well in my heart that it was not a "three-minute heat"!

When I got home, I told my mom that I wanted to buy this encyclopedia, which cost 66 yuan. But I only have 6 yuan on me, and I want to ask my mother for 60 yuan. But my mother was very busy with work and refused to buy it for me.

I had to go back to my room disappointed, but I suddenly found 100 yuan on the table in the living room. So, I took the 100 yuan to Xinhua Bookstore to buy this encyclopedia. Back at home, I put the remaining 40 yuan back on the living room table.

In the evening, my mother found that the original 100 yuan on the living room table had become 40 yuan, and immediately knew that I had taken the money, so she began to criticize and educate me harshly. However, I really didn't want to do that, but I really wanted to buy the book.

Yes! I really don't want that!

I'm a guy with a complicated mind and a small mind, and it turns upside down inside me and tears me apart. I have a lot of needs, and I don't want to get things that can be counted with ten fingers. I've never dared to be greedy, and I've tried to tell myself that when I get it, I'm going to lose it, I know it.

But subconsciously, I was restless, unwilling, and my ambition took root in my heart like a tree, and it was about to sprout. But I endured it and refused to let it break through the ground.

I once had the idea of going to a place where no one could find me and hiding. is like a knight who retreats to the rivers and lakes, regardless of the mundane things in the world. I laughed stupidly, like a child, childishly.

It's a thought that doesn't belong to reality, and I often take it out and tell myself that I'm too immature and that if I leave, I'll get lost on the way. So remember, don't be mischievous, don't be willful, I belong to this real world, not to live in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales.

I also had such an impulse to wander with a man I loved deeply. No matter where I go, as long as I follow him, I will be happy. Remember a song that goes like this:

I'm willing to go with you to the ends of the earth, I know it's not easy. I think I'm waiting, waiting for such a day, such a person, to take me away. Take me away.

But I suddenly heard a dialogue in which she said that putting a handful of salt in a bowl is not the same as putting it in a lake. The salt water put into the bowl is very thick, like the initial appearance of love, and the one put into the lake water will become thin and light, like the later love, which slowly fades away from its initial intensity, loses its feeling, and is dull and tasteless.

Everyone was afraid of such an outcome, so I didn't dare to go out and wander with anyone. But I know that the salt, which has always been there, has not disappeared.

I became fond of silence, and they all said that silence was golden, but I felt more and more that silence was as heavy as scrap metal, and perhaps it was depraved and gave up the fight with gold.

I followed the key line scrap iron science, learned its perseverance, all the renunciation and commitment. It's like the constant loss and search in life, helpless, but it must continue.

I didn't mean to give up, nor did I take it for granted, but sometimes, I couldn't hold your hand, so I had to let go, and I knew that it didn't belong to me.

You know, I didn't mean to give up.

You can write about someone you have unintentionally hurt, but it is just a very small detail that you have not noticed that hurt someone.

I don't want to live without your testimony.

Spring goes to autumn, cold comes and summer, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye. Time, like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the vast sea, ...... silentlyIn the past three years, there is nowhere to say a thousand words, whenever I think of you, don't have a taste in my heart; Whenever I talk about you, the joys of the past come to mind. When we were young, we went fishing together, ate Chinese New Year's Eve meals together, and laughed ...... togetherWhen you grew up, you always bought us a lot of delicious food.

My brother and I played chess with you, and you always secretly let us, deliberately lose, and then promised us some conditions; Playing feathers together, the court overflowed with laughter every time. When my mother told me that you were sick, I felt that it was not reality at all, that she lied to me. I ran out the door and ran into the drizzle, and the rain hit my face, and I couldn't tell if it was rain or ......tearsI just feel warm in my eyes.

Do you remember what you said to me? I now understand what the profession of teacher really means. You wish I could be a teacher like my aunt, but why can't you wait until that day?

Why don't you accompany me and witness my growth? The day you left us was the saddest day of my life, and I told myself not to cry, not to cry, to be strong, and that was not true. But the tears that don't fight just keep flowing out.

I'll be home in just two hours, why don't you let me see you again. In just two hours, you will be separated from us forever, why is that? I cried out loud and shouted loudly, hoping that you would sit up, talk to us loudly, and laugh ......at us, as you did before, after we have uncovered your ruseBut all is impossible.

Since then, I have learned that tears will not solve anything, only to use it to encourage myself and tell myself not to be strong when I am most hurt. Even now, I still feel that you have not left us, and I have always felt that one day you will inadvertently push the door in and continue to mess with us. Rest assured, I've grown up and I know how to do it.

I won't let you down.

Ah, the two fights are poor, stable, stable, stable, stable, stable, and stable.

Once, I was playing rubber band jumping with my good friend Wang Qianqian and a few other good friends.

We had a lot of fun and felt that the normal jumps were too easy, and the two of us wanted to improve the difficulty and prepare to start "jumping together", and we danced more and more happily. Just as we were jumping to the last time, I accidentally tripped over the rope and caused him to fall to the ground, and all of us ran up to her and asked her with concern, "How are you?"

You okay? I saw the blood flowing on Wang Qianqian's knees, I was very scared, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but who would have thought that he shook off my hand fiercely. But I kept saying:

I really didn't mean to! I really didn't mean to! ”

I also said to him with great sincerity: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I'm sorry!

I'm sorry, what's the use! Okay, don't pretend to be here and tell me I'm sorry, I fell, you must be so happy, right? He said angrily.

If I deliberately threw you to the ground and then pretended to say I'm sorry, the ghost would believe that you would forgive me, and maybe even take this opportunity to scold me! Hum! You hear me clearly, I'm going to have sex with you!

After that, he asked my good friends to help him up, and then limped home.

I felt very aggrieved, so I ran home and cried a lot.

The next day, I saw Wang Qianqian again, he glared at me, and then he walked away. I ran up to him and explained the matter to him, but I didn't expect him to listen to me patiently.

And I finally said sorry to him! I really didn't mean to!