Anxious Anxious Grievances I Encountered Junior High School Essay 600 words

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Last winter vacation, we traveled to Hainan with my aunt's family. The thought of playing with the waves in the warm sunshine of Hainan makes me laugh out loud in my dreams.

My aunt's daughter is three years younger than me, her name is Qingqing, she is very cute, but she is very strong, and she is a little cautious, and her favorite question to ask me is: "Who is your best friend?" ”

As long as she can't get satisfied, Qingqing will often cry or make a fuss and continue to ask again, obviously, she wants me to say that her best friend is her! But I don't want to say that, because that's not true! Once, she actually asked me this "boring" question in front of my "dead friend", which made me very embarrassed.

When she arrives in Hainan, she asks these questions almost four times a day on average. Ahaha, cow!

In the first few days, Qingqing was quite well-behaved, and occasionally sent it a day.

One or two petty tempers. But on the fifth day, when I went to Happy Valley, she asked me again: "Sister Qianqian, who is your best friend?"

Ah! Not again! I forced a smile on her face and said to her

Qingqing, don't ask me this question in the future, I'll ......"Cut! Before I could finish speaking, Qingqing shouted: "I already knew it wasn't me!"

Hum! "Ugh! Before I knew it, I "offended" her again, and when I was finished, she would definitely cry! Sure enough, in the afternoon, Qingqing threw herself into her aunt's arms and cried:

Mom- my sister is so annoying, so annoying, I can't stand her anymore......Woo woo woo - I don't want to pay attention to her anymore, I'm going to cut ties with her! Woo woo woo ......"It's annoying! I swallowed my breath, almost angry.

My aunt hugged Qingqing and comforted me, and asked me, "Qianqian, what's the matter?" ”

My mother also reprimanded me: "You are older than my sister!" You're going to let her! "I'm so wronged! I hate! I'm so wronged - you adults are too much!

I'm about to cry. "Say sorry to my sister! Mom said again. At that time, I really wanted to eat Qingqing's squeamish bun.

Although the adults comforted me later, I was still wronged when I thought about it!

In fact, if you like someone, why do you have to talk about it?

"You, how could you do such a thing......"This, this ......I have in my ears the words that were uplifting.

It happened not so long ago. On that day, the weather was extremely hot and humid, and there was not a trace of wind, which made people feel oppressed. Outside the window, the birds stopped chirping and hid under the leaves to cool off, and only the little singer cicadas whistled tirelessly.

Just like in the classroom, only the teacher is holding a chalk to point and draw, and the students below are like taking "sleeping pills", listlessly: some are lying on the desk, some are supporting their chins with their hands, and some are holding Erlang's legs, thinking that they are the bosses in the company. After the teacher said the topic for a while, he gave the order:

Today, we do a test paper. When I heard this, everyone shook like the crowd heard the decree – but I still wanted to sleep. After the exam papers were handed out, my mind was still very unclear, but because my math scores were relatively good, I could say that I did the questions correctly.

Then I looked at my tablemate, "Hey, how did she do it so fast?" That's a speed! Don't think about other people's yes, do it yourself!

I thought to myself. But when I looked back, I inadvertently saw a piece of paper under her test paper out of the corner of my eye, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be the correct answer, no wonder she did it so quickly! "Do you want to tell the teacher?

I thought to myself, hesitating, "Forget it, after all, she's a good friend of mine." However, when the teacher came over, she quickly put the answer into my desk (I didn't pay attention at the time), and the teacher saw that the corner of the answer paper was exposed, so she pulled it out, looked at it, and then looked at my paper, and was very angry. But he didn't say anything, just told me to come to his office after school.

After school, my classmates went home one by one, and I was the only one in the classroom. Outside the window, it was already dark, and the wind suddenly picked up in the originally sultry weather, and the leaves were swept away by the wind, and the dust was also blown up by the wind, covering the campus with a layer of mist. Gradually, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the dark clouds in the sky were torn to pieces.

Then, heavy raindrops fell like a curtain of water falling from the sky. It's like my mood at this moment. I came to the office and said, "How can you, as a good student, cheat on an exam?"

The teacher said with a stiff face. "This, this is not ......"I just wanted to explain. "What else do you want to say, am I wronging you?

"That time, the teacher said a lot, and every word was engraved on my heart, but I had a hard time saying it!

Life may be like this to play tricks on people, just like the weather every day—sunny, cloudy, sunny, thunderstorms, ......

This incident really made me sad and the past drifted away like smoke, but there is one thing that is still imprinted in my mind, lingering, as if it had just happened yesterday. It was in the fourth grade, and there were some stalls selling ducklings at the school gate, and I thought it was so cute to see the duckling's fluffy little body and flat beak, and it took a lot of effort to convince my mother to give me a dollar to buy one. In the afternoon, as soon as I arrived at the school gate, I heard the ducklings "quacking......The more I listened to it, the more I liked it, so I hurriedly took out the one yuan and bought one.

At that time, several other students in my class also bought it. When we arrived at the classroom, in order to prevent the teacher from spotting the ducklings, we each put some paper in the desks, put the ducklings in them, and then sealed the hole in the desk with tape. Hah, foolproof.

When the class started, the teacher just started to lecture, and the beautiful "song" of the ducklings came from all around, so shocked that the teacher's glasses almost fell to the ground. When she reacted, she could imagine what the consequences were. The teacher told us to take out all the ducklings and put them in a cardboard box in the corner of the classroom.

The ducklings, unaware of what was going on, looked at us innocently, as if to say, "What's wrong?" I recruited someone to provoke whom, and I didn't make a mistake, why did you arrest me? "The teacher went on with the lesson, but we were all thinking about the duckling, and none of us were paying attention.

The teacher became even more angry and asked the class leader to immediately send all the ducklings to the doorman. Looking at the figure of the squad leader leaving, I really don't know what ...... taste in my heartAt night, when I think of the duckling's beautiful song and innocent eyes, I wonder, how is it now, is it eating well, is it sleeping well? I couldn't hold back my tears.

Teacher, it's not right for us to bring the duckling to the classroom, but you can't give it away, how unfair the duckling is treated like this!

Our teacher also asked me to write this essay, uh, it's not good to write without experience.