There is an urgent need for a growth diary for middle school students and a growth diary for junior

rushed by, from ignorant and naïve to a junior high school student. Along the way, the scenery is different, but I find that I don't know more and more about myself.

I don't know when I've disguised myself. The heart is as fragile as glass, and when it is touched, it shatters, but it insists on pretending to be strong. Reluctant to confide in others, but eager to confide.

In my heart, I don't seem to have a sense of security, even if I write a diary, I don't dare to say the deepest thoughts and the most truthful words in my heart, for fear of being discovered.

I don't know when I longed for friendship, I longed for a friend who I could really rely on, who could really share sadness and happiness, and always looked forward to someone who could be inseparable from me. But, in fact, I locked myself up. I don't want to open my heart to others, the topic will never enter my heart, only the trivial things of life, only fun and enjoyment.

I don't know when I fell in love with the night, the quiet night, the black night, sitting alone at the head of the bed, quietly looking at the hazy night, listening to the ticking of the alarm clock, thinking about nothing, not having to do anything. At this time, I hope that there will be a cool breeze blowing, so that I can feel that refreshing, as if I am isolated from the world.

I don't know when I like to look at the sky blankly, estimate how high the sky is, look at the migratory birds in the sky, and miss my relatives in the distance, what are they doing? Do you think of me. Look at the clouds in the sky, imagine it as a mountain or a stone, leisurely look at the lines that seem to be there and nothing, and savor the strange paintings.

I don't know when I started to wonder why I came to this world? What exactly is the meaning of life? What will happen to you in the future? What should I do in the future? Start consciously changing yourself. At the same time, slowly see the world with your own eyes. Composition.

I don't know when I started complaining that life was too boring, except for studying or studying; I don't know when I learned to try new feelings timidly; I don't know when I longed to be valued; I don't know when I longed for independence ......

I don't know when I found myself changing.

Adjusting to summer vacation life.

It's been a month since the summer vacation, and at the beginning of the vacation, I was thinking about how I would spend this summer, whether I would stay at home and watch TV like I did last year, or go to my classmates' houses to hang out or do something else. But as soon as I think of this, I think of the summer vacation homework assigned to us by the teacher at the beginning of the vacation, although a month has passed, but I still have a lot of homework not written, and now I read books at home every day, do the homework assigned by the teacher before the summer vacation and go to the cram school that my father enrolled me, and occasionally practice calligraphy. Although it is now the summer vacation, I can't relax on my studies, and I have to make up for what I haven't mastered as soon as possible.

Even though these days go by day by day, I can also feel that my summer vacation life is quite fulfilling. After a busy semester, I was still a little uncomfortable when I stopped during the summer vacation. When I was in school, I got along with my classmates every day, and although they were naughty and made me angry, I was away from them for too long, and I still wondered if they would be more obedient when they came in the coming period, whether they would have improved compared to before, and so on.

But after so many days of life, I have already adapted early.