Remember this day junior high school essay 600 words

I remember this day, I remember this unforgettable day.

Throughout the day, the sun moves from east to west, in our shadows that change in length. It was a sunny day, the sun was hanging in the sky, and my friends and I were running in the sun.

In the distance of memory, the sun was so warm and bright on this day, and I was still a little young and playing a game of running with my friends of the same age. The game doesn't have too many rules, it's just the simplest run, and even winning or losing doesn't exist. All we have to do is play and enjoy the feeling of running.

The sun shines on us, the breeze hits our faces, and we run, imagining ourselves as little birds. Freedom, incomparably dashing and solemn, is so beautiful in the warm sun and breeze.

I experienced a lot of things in my childhood, and I had a lot of memories, but most of them were vague. Only this day, this day's running, this feeling is so unique and unforgettable. Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, I don't know Zhuang Zhou and butterflies, and this run of mine, I can't tell whether I am the wind or the light, or the wind is me and the light is me.

I remember this day with a kind of fantasy, and the sunshine and breeze on this day made me feel so impressive. There has never been a day more memorable than this one in my growing up. This day has entered the depths of my mind, and every sunny, breezy day reminds us of this day in our childhood.

Everyone will have an unforgettable day, and no matter how long it has passed, no matter how far our future will go, the memory of this day will never fade.

I was running, facing the light of the sky, facing the wind, and accompanying my companions. What a beautiful day, what an unforgettable day, I remember this day, and so do my friends. This day has become our best past, as if with hope, let us go to the future to find.

On a bleak autumn night, outside the door again, a vague figure ...... accompanied by a burst of knocking sounds

Excuse me, could you please turn the volume down? Dad bowed his head and said to his neighbor on the fourth floor. "Uh......All right!

Before he could finish speaking, his father interrupted him again, "My child is doing his homework, and your voice is ......."It's a bit loud. "Phew! With the sound of the door closing, Dad turned around and sighed, frowning slightly.

Suddenly, the air around him seemed to be stumped, and there was only a faint sadness and helplessness in it.

This is an ordinary "landscape", a picture that everyone knows to the residents of Building No. 6. Because, almost every day. At this moment, this father on the fifth floor would come and beg the neighbors not to make a sound noise to disturb me, a student who was "fighting" for the high school entrance examination.

But, God knows, how can this not be a sound? Regardless of the "buzzing" sound made by Aunt Zhang on the sixth floor using the washing machine, even the rock music played by Xiao Wu on the fourth floor is enough for me to not be able to do my homework with peace of mind.

Alas, what an impact! Let's talk about it again today! Before Dad could start playing the "music," he was already thinking about it and talking to the neighbors

Dad, don't go, why should people listen to you? "When I heard my father's complaint in the house, my heart was like a walnut being violently cracked, and a slightly cool and bitter taste came to my heart. I couldn't help but rush out and say to him.

No way! "Dad didn't listen to my advice at all, and rushed straight out of the house.

I leaned on the window, and I couldn't help but watch the scene at this moment: a father who is over half a hundred years old is about to sacrifice his dignity for his daughter!

A hand was raised, and as I was about to "enjoy" the noise for a few minutes, suddenly, the sound was gone! The father's hand that "wanted to knock and stopped" instantly stiffened. Building No. 6 is at the moment of Xun Slag, returning to the scene of "all the sounds are silent".

On this day, my heart was deeply shaken. I will never forget my father's love, but I am even more touched by the quietness of my neighbors. Is the "landscape" gone?

No, the former "landscape" is gradually creeping into the traces of the night, and now, the silence of that day continues as always, and I remember this day in my heart.

Remember this day, remember that moment, remember the love of everyone around you. Because this day contains my father's love, my neighbor's understanding and concern, and my careful interpretation of the term "love"!

I will always remember that day in fifth grade.

On this day, the sun also rises in the east, and the morning mist is still so mysterious, but on this ordinary morning, it seems that something unusual is about to happen.

On this day, I walked into the school gate with the morning sunshine, and my classmates were discussing: "I heard that the team activities have started rehearsals!" There are quite a few shows!

Poetry readings, songs, dances, and more! ”。I walked into the class and sat in my seat, and after a while, the brigade counselor walked into our class, "So-and-so, so-and-so, so-and-so......."Come out and come to my office!

Suddenly I heard my name, and my heart was full of doubts. When we came to the office, the teacher gave us the program tasks and asked us to go home and prepare well. I see, it turns out that we can also participate in some programs of the brigade activities!

I was surprised that I didn't show myself in front of school! Why did the teacher choose me?

At the time, I felt flattered. In those days, we worked intensely and tirelessly to rehearse, over and over again. Finally, we ushered in the day of the brigade activity.

On that day, with a string of beautiful ** sounds, we walked onto the rostrum and started an important performance in my life, and I played surprisingly well in that performance.

After the performance, I deeply felt that everyone has many advantages, but there are some that we have not discovered, we need to be as discerning as the teacher, we need the teacher to create opportunities for us, and we must grasp the opportunities seriously. After that unusual day, I began to know myself, and there was a huge transformation.

After that unusual day, I have been working harder and more on my abilities, expressing myself, and showing my demeanor to everyone. After that unusual day, I was often seen active at team events, I was actively involved in many competitions, and I believed that I was the best, so I won prizes in all the competitions I participated in. Now, I am in middle school, and I want to be the best in this school full of talents, and I need to continue to work hard and hard, and I believe that I can do it!

Because of that unusual day in the fifth grade, I changed, I have lofty ideals, I have the belief of victory, and I have an indomitable spirit! I will never forget that day – the day that made my life more abundant, the day that made my life extraordinary!

Well, I'm also a junior high school student.

I think I should have written something more thoughtful.

You see how the Martin Luther King Jr. story was written.

Born in the 90s, I am confident and optimistic, and I am deeply loved by my parents. Studying is a strength, and my grades have always been among the best, and occasionally I wash my hands and work hard, but I am still very good. But after entering the third year of junior high school, I found that the days of the third year of junior high school are like soybeans in a basket, one grain is pressed against another, and there seems to be a lot of space, but I can't shoot into the warm sunshine.

On this day, I sat in the classroom with anxiety, a sense of depression spreading from my heart to all around, and the laughter of my classmates sounded noisy and unpleasant. The sound of the teacher announcing the midterm results shot like a particle to my heart. I bowed my head and was speechless.

I fought hard day and night in exchange for unprecedented poor results.

The teacher talked to me, and the serious words still rang in my ears: Students know that if you don't work hard, your grades will be worse! I looked at the teacher with tears in my eyes, but the teacher's dissatisfied look was written on my face, and I was speechless.

Talk to your parents and I'll be a little more relaxed. I mustered up the courage to speak, but the expectant eyes of my parents, the warm words, I just swallowed the words that came to my mouth.

At dinner, I finally spoke: "Mom and Dad, my grades are getting worse and worse, and if I continue like this, I won't be able to get into the ...... of high school."As soon as the words came out, I regretted it, because the smiles on my parents' faces suddenly froze, and I bowed my head to eat guiltily.

I thought it was going to provoke a furious reprimand, but it was quiet except for the sound of chopsticks touching dishes and food being chewed. "Son, will you tell me a story? "Father was the first to break the silence.

Apparently I have no reason to refuse. "There was a man who was walking and saw a boy who couldn't shoot a wine bottle erected not far away for a long time, and every time he shot a projectile, he waited for his mother to pick it up, and this man was going to question the child who was not self-reliant, and when he got closer, he found that he was a blind man......"I don't know how thick the sky is! I taunted the boy.

And the following" My father glared at me and said solemnly: "Just as the man turned to leave, there was a crisp sound of a bottle falling to the ground behind him!"

I was stunned by the end of the story, and at the same time I was awakened: everyone's efforts and gains are directly proportional, and the difference is only the difference in positive proportional coefficients, so everyone is not worse than others, but only a short period of backwardness.

All of a sudden, I stood in front of the window, looking at the swaying trees beside the street sprinkled with afterglow, whether the bustling passers-by admired it or not, posing and dancing, enjoying the scenery to myself. I firmly said to myself, let go of the burden and travel lightly! The shouts of netizens, the lively sound of friends playing outside the window, and the plopping sound of kicking and punching in martial arts TV dramas can't shake my posture sitting at the table.

The day the midterm exam results were announced, it was a fork in the road in my life, I had a beacon of life, it can also be said to be a turning point in my destiny, from this day, I knew myself, I grew up, matured, knew how to cherish every day, and knew how to walk the road of life ......