Essay on the first week of school, a diary about the first Sunday of school

Nowadays, technology is really developed, and students are asking for answers online, so they are not afraid that teachers and parents will see it?

The details are as follows:

When I walked into the class and saw that my classmates were studying seriously, I had a new study plan, which was to study carefully, actively answer the teacher's questions, and read more good books, such as some good books recommended by Mr. Wu. It is also necessary to memorize some good words, sentences, paragraphs and ancient poems to improve the level of composition.

I also have to make a life schedule, do everything according to my own life schedule every day, wake up on time every morning and go to bed on time every night.

In addition to studying, I also have to do everything well, and I must think calmly before doing things, and then do it after thinking about it. And you don't have to do your best, you can do it if you are satisfied, if you are not satisfied, you can do it.

School is in place and I want my grades to improve and my reading level to improve. The school has started, and I want to use my efforts to meet the new semester.

Today is the first Sunday of school. Alas, it was a toss-up day.

My cute and mischievous little cousin, Liu Xiang, is here. At that time, I was concentrating on drawing my computer drawing, and when I saw him coming, my concentration was reduced by more than half, and I thought, "Naughty bag is here again, I'm going to be unlucky as a sister."

But on the surface, he still pretends to be very welcome. Alas! There's really no way, who made us sisters!

I made a "welcome" gesture, grabbed a handful of candy and put it in his hand, and then began to concentrate on computer drawing again. But when Xiangxiang was not "honest", he asked me to play with him for a while, and asked me to play hide and seek with him for a while. I thought to myself:

I'm so old, and it's boring to play these kids' tricks with you. But no matter what, I'll have to play with him!

Playing and playing, Liu Xiang took advantage of my lack of attention and suddenly used his chubby little hands to knock on my "baby" computer like a drum. I looked back and quickly shouted, "Not good!

But it was too late, and the computer still froze. At that time, I was so angry that I couldn't cry or laugh, I didn't know what to say about him, I couldn't scold him or beat him, after all, he was only three years old this year. In this way, I have been coaxing Xiangxiang to play for most of the day.

After he left, I went back to my room, touched my computer and sighed, "Computer, I have to operate on you again!" ”

It's so hard to be a good sister who is qualified, and I almost died of being tossed to death by this little naughty.

Feelings of the first week of school

When school started, I couldn't wait to step into the long-lost campus to see the "long-lost" old friends and most beloved teachers.

I found that everyone has grown taller, studied more seriously than before, stopped being naughty in class, and completed homework in a timely manner, perhaps because everyone realized that we were already big brothers and sisters in the sixth grade.

On the first day of the opening ceremony, we learned that there was a new principal and two new teachers at the school. It's great that our Chinese teacher is still our homeroom teacher, and the English teacher has become our deputy homeroom teacher. I felt great when I met my classmates, I studied with them, played games together, had fun together, and seemed to have endless words, and now I know how wonderful it is to go to school.

During the holidays, I was home alone, bored, and the games were too childish; Hanging out? It's too hot and tired; Playing with classmates? Didn't make an appointment with classmates and stayed **, only watching TV at home, week.

6. I played badminton with my uncle on Sunday, and after a summer of practice, my badminton skills have become very good.

After a week, I slowly got into a friendly conversation with my classmates, the classmates were so funny, the teachers were so humorous, the principal was so enthusiastic, we had become the highest students in the school, and we should be kind to our younger siblings in the lower grades. In the sixth grade, we have to redouble our efforts to do a good job in Chinese, mathematics, English and physical education, and get into a good school. I want to continue to hold on to my dream of being a scientist, so I have to take science classes very seriously.

I am my feelings!

How it feels to start the first week of school!

The wind of years blows through the water lines of memory, and the first day of the new year is fleeting in my hands.

Holding the pen and looking at the topic on the paper, it seemed that the past year had set off a storm and hit my soul, and in the end, it only turned into two tears in my eyes.

The elementary school classmates who had been together for six years finally lost contact with each other in the summer day filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the classmates who accompanied each other day and night lost contact in an instant, and I cried, I couldn't accept it. When I started my first year of junior high school, I was still stuck in a loneliness that was unfamiliar to me. Between classes, I wandered outside the door of the communication room, waiting for letters from my elementary school classmates.

Every time I read their words, I feel very kind, and every time I hear their voices, I am very happy.

Later, I finally found my soulmate, and my lonely heart seemed to shine into the sun. I finally learned to smile.

When I went to middle school, I confirmed the famous saying with what I saw: There are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. Here I can always feel the fierce competition between people, and I feel that I am gradually overwhelmed.

I don't want to face that fact, but I can't get out of that shadow. I used to have a little pride and self-confidence that accompanied me all the time, and I don't know when it has left me. I was so sad that I thought of compromise, of submission, and even of jealousy.

But my strong competitive spirit didn't allow me to be depressed, so I tried, and I caught up. I finally learned to be tolerant.

Thanks to the first year of junior high school, this sad and laughing first year, it has trained me and educated me.

Say goodbye to the first day of the new year and march forward against the wind of the years. The scenery ahead is even more charming!