Here comes Junior High School Essay Everyone come in and help.

Winter) is coming Grandpa Winter hurriedly took over the autumn girl's class and came to us, it brought a cold wind, brought a cold scene of dead branches, and made us feel that winter is coming!

When I woke up in the morning, it was foggy. A milky white mist covered the land, and everywhere it was white. Walking on the road, you can't see the figure clearly from dozens of steps; From the dense fog, the buildings and trees in front of you can only be faintly visible.

In the fog, I heard the sound of the car but couldn't see the human figure, only the headlights were like eyes, blinking and blinking.

The cold brought by winter spreads everywhere, even when it is sunny and windless, the weather is dry and cold. The bare trees stood pitifully on both sides of the riverside road, and the once vigorous grass finally could not support it and withered yellow. The little flowers on the grass also fell asleep.

The north wind blew, and the little trees struggled in the cold wind; The grass crept on the ground, as if afraid of the sudden cold wind.

In such cold weather, you can also see some strong people who are not afraid of the cold wind. In front of the flag stand on the campus, green figures flashed. It was a row of slim cypress trees, which were as rich and green and vibrant as they were in the cold winter.

On the side of Jiangbin Road, many iron trees are planted. Its narrow, slender leaves shimmer green in the biting winter, adding greenery to the white winter and embellishing the cold winter.

In the early morning of winter, it is very lively. In Riverside Park, people exercising can be seen everywhere. In the vast mist, the figure kept shaking.

The young people were dressed like athletes, and they were all in good spirits. They were running and jumping, full of vigor and enthusiasm. The elderly also stepped out of the house, radiant stretching out their hands, kicking and jumping on the grass.

Don't look at them as old people, they are no worse than young people in sports, and they stubbornly fight against the biting cold. Look over there again, even.

Seven- and eight-year-olds also exercised with the adults, panting and steaming on their heads. Behold, what a vibrant winter!

I love winter because it sharpens one's will and makes one stronger. Winter is finally here!

Twenty years later, I.

New semester, new plan (junior high school has to write at the beginning of each semester).

My idol.

My future is not a dream.

In my heart. Forever ......The people or things I admire the most or remember the most.