Essay Junior High School Level Real 600 words 5

The power of respect.

In life, there is a word called "respect". It is invisible and colorless, but its power drives us to the other side of success, which is the "power of respect". Perhaps, it is stronger than everything in the world; Perhaps, it is so small that it is not even as good as an ant; Perhaps, you've never seen it ......But it is it that carries us on a long voyage.

On the first day of elementary school, a short boy came to the back of the class line, stammering, "Wait, wait......."I! "Young teacher, stop.

The teacher asked, "Kid, what class are you from?" He stammered again

Five, five, five......class. The teacher said, "I'm glad to be your teacher, come, stand first!"

He nodded in agreement. On the first day, in the first class, the teacher said let's introduce myself! The first to take the stage was the "late" boy.

He seemed a little timid, and I could totally understand him, after all, I would be like that for a while. His face turned red, like a ripe watermelon pulp. The teacher said:

I, my name Before he could finish speaking, his classmates burst into laughter, and some of them said mischievously: "It turns out that he is a 'stammering king'!" The teacher clapped his hands and signaled to stop, and the students withdrew their smiles and sat down solemnly like animals in an animal acrobatic troupe meeting a trainer.

The teacher said to us, "Respect for others means respect for yourself." A good boy is one who knows how to listen to others.

Although we didn't understand the teacher's "big truth" at that time, we pretended to know it like little adults. I thought that he was shouting at the teacher to stop on the playground because he was out of breath while running and talking, but I didn't expect him to be a stammer!

Later, we grew up and graduated from elementary school. A few days ago, I suddenly thought about this incident, and I realized that he was now in a key junior high school, and his studies seemed to be very good. Only then did I realize that the teacher's words encouraged him and turned into a force to urge him to move forward, perhaps, this is the "power of respect", right?

Learning to respect others is respecting yourself.

Dear friends, let's learn the lesson of "the power of respect" in life!

The composition is as follows:In fact, I was told that every day of his third year of junior high school was a monotonous repetition, like a tape that was constantly being rewound and repeated. Time is also infinitely long, with gray test papers flying, dry spinning fans overhead, endless summers and bitter coffee.

Entering the third year of junior high school, I watched the young students talking and laughing in the school hallways; Or gallop around the playground in high spirits. And I, a junior high school student, had a calm heart. I read as many handouts in the book as I can.

Thank you for the heart diary. I fly freely in the sea of books without a trace of jealousy and jealousy.

Self-study, no one is watching class, there is no noise in the past, there is more quiet, everyone is buried in their own affairs, not talking about celebrity gossip with buddies (sisters), and never reading the "Sports Weekly" and "Comic World". I will remember more about what I did in today's class and prepare for tomorrow's homework. One day, less unnecessary irritability, appear full and satisfied.

In fact, someone has long told me that in his third year of junior high school, every day is a monotonous repetition, like a tape, being rewound and repeated by a person, ...... repeatedTime is also infinitely long, accompanied by the flying gray test paper, accompanied by the dry and rotating fan overhead, and accompanied by the endless summer and bitter coffee.

Entering the third year of junior high school, I watched the younger students laughing and laughing in the school corridor; Or galloping on the playground in high spirits. And I, a student in the third year of junior high school, have a calmer heart, I will try to read as many handouts in the book as possible, thank you for the spiritual diary, and fly freely in the sea of books, without a ...... of jealousy and envy in my heart

Self-study, no one is watching class, there is no noise in the past, there is more quiet, everyone is buried in their own affairs, not talking about celebrity gossip with buddies (sisters), and never reading the "Sports Weekly" and "Comic World". I will remember more about what I did in today's class and prepare for tomorrow's homework. One day, less unnecessary irritability, appear full and satisfied.

In fact, many times we don't know if the person standing in front of us is the reality of our imagination! In fact, sometimes you are very helpless in life, and the things you care about are fake! Sometimes, if you like a girl, you hope she will like you too!

Then you go to contact her, in the days before dating her, every guy will show all his good side, but when the two people determine the relationship, you will find that he is not as perfect as you imagined! At this time, some people will quarrel, but others will reconcile! Actually, it all depends on your mentality!

When everyone reads, they inevitably like a certain person. In fact, when a long time has passed, you will find that the reason why you liked him in the first place turned out to be so simple and superficial! Some girls say she likes the boy because he is good at basketball, because he is handsome, and he looks like a certain star!

And those guys like that girl mostly because she is beautiful.

But after that period, we will find that we are so simple, in contrast, the friends we made later are not as good as our previous friends, and we can't treat them like we did with our former friends, and we can lie down and talk about everything in our hearts! Everyone says that children have no secrets and can't hide secrets, but in fact, because they were very simple at that time, they imagined their friends to be so simple, and they could help them keep their secrets forever! But when you grow up, you will be sad to find that even to your best friend you can't say a lot of things in your heart, because you have already been hurt once and you don't want to be hurt again.

Dream in the Distance" The night has fallen asleep, and I am still awake.

Outside the window, a few weak rays of light set off a few lonely shadows, and the slightest wind in my ears! The night is not quiet, and the heart of the night reader goes thousands of miles away with the wind! In this cold and strange city, there is no memory, no thoughts, every day will only be simply repeated, a certain day, someone, something, the calm lake ripples, become no longer calm, and I seem to blend into this vast night into a tree under the lonely lamp, facing just my own afterimage, pieces of memory of the leaves fall in response, but I can't pick it up, helpless, can only let it drift away!

In the coming year, there will be new memories sprouting, and then they will pass away, and after all, they will not escape the fate of turning into spring mud! In a trance, a little bit of confusion was added, it must be the wound that could not heal after repeated application of memory ointment, all the way from childhood, now it is middle school, and the past has long been crushed into dust, but who is the same?

The wind is blowing, who are the scattered fallen leaves dancing for, or are they like restless souls wandering in the air? Maybe it's looking for that long-ago dream.

Today, a friend said to me that you should not think about the past, not about the future, but about the present.

The dreams that I once had have have have now been replaced by reality. There are dreams now, which will also be replaced by the reality of the future. Dreams, like a crooked stream, meander on both sides of the path of life, never with no end in sight, and never synchronized with their own footprints.

Love is also like this, someone in my heart has quietly changed his appearance unconsciously. It all happened so suddenly that I didn't even notice it. As a result, she in her heart became a dream forever and an unanswered ending.

No matter how brilliant, brilliant, and exciting your dream is, when you really walk through the mountains that you once dreamed of, there is already another scenery in front of you, and the surging mood will return to calm.

This is a dream, something that only exists in the distance!

Dreams are in the distance, turn into a veil, and then, drift away with the wind!

You don't say anything, don't kneel and beg, it's not good-looking.

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