I urgently need a weekly note, and the first 1 essay is about 400 words

The feeling of the first year of junior high school.

Today, we are no longer children who have played in the grass; Today, we are no longer elementary school students who read aloud "Moonlight in front of the bed"; Today we have said goodbye to childhood and moved towards youth. With a vision for the future, we came to the High School Affiliated to the National People's Congress and entered the first year of junior high school.

It's been a month since school started, and I have a certain understanding of the new environment. There are also many feelings in the face of the first year of junior high school.

When I was in the first year of junior high school, my first feeling was freshness. The campus is so clean and tidy, and it is full of trees; The teacher's lectures are so energetic and engaging; The students get along so well and happily; The modern library, audio-visual education center, Internet center and laboratories made me want to linger again. It's all very different from elementary school, and I find it very new and interesting.

In the first year of junior high school, the second feeling is the longing and yearning for the future. At the opening ceremony, we were excited to tie our good wishes to the balloon and release it into the blue sky. Everyone's wishes are varied, and some hope to be a home and promote China's tradition to the world; Some hope to be a journalist and let all mankind marvel at China's rapid development today; Some want to be a writer and let people hear the weak voices in the corners of society......Ideals can only be realized through action, and in the three years of junior high school, we will lay a solid foundation for the future and move towards our goals step by step.

It's the first year of junior high school, and the feeling of being nervous again. In secondary schools, especially excellent secondary schools, the competition for learning is quite fierce, and thus there is also a certain amount of pressure. If you don't pay attention to your grades, you will be at the back of the team, so you can't relax at all, and you have to be in a state of learning all the time.

We have to adapt to this intense learning atmosphere in order to achieve results in the three years of study.

It's the first year of junior high school, and I'm excited, expectant and nervous. But in any case, start from little by little, integrate into the new life, and let us face the first life of the new year with a high attitude.

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The wonder of a person – to fall in love with that tiny part.

Nature is never complacent, even though she created the heavens and the earth and all things and me; Human beings do not like to boast about themselves, even if the Great Wall and the pyramids are immortal masterpieces; In the midst of all the distractions of the world, I am content with only the tiny parts.

I happened to get a few flower seeds, so I gently planted them under the not spacious east fence of my house, and carefully cared for them every day. A few days later, a spiky bud sprouted in the not fertile soil. I didn't expect it to grow, but it "disappointed" me.

The delicate bud has a thick layer of hair, and it is so thin that it can't even bear a drop of dew. I crouched down next to the buds, breathing lightly, and stretched out my trembling hand to caress my masterpiece of "unintentional willow shading", but the hand finally didn't do so. I don't want my hands to disturb this smiling life.

But after a few torrential rains, my buds finally withered. Looking at the muddy land, the former abode of the buds, my heart trembled. The next day, I just stepped out of the house and was not surprised:

Is this what I created? I didn't know that watching the green buds take root in my garden made my soul feel like I was comforted. Is it to repay me for the care I once took care of?

Or are you mourning the dead bud? In short, seeing these eye-catching little creatures take root in the soil and form small communities, I fell deeply in love with this tiny world.

I don't love mountains and rivers, nor do I love green trees and red flowers; I don't love Yingge Yanyu, and I don't love flowing water. In this big world, there is a small me, with this small yard, accompanied by a group of tender buds, I am so happy.

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