Everyone's junior high school life is different, but I love my junior high school life, full of ups and downs, which will eventually become a beautiful memory of my life. I left quietly, just as I came gently. Three years passed quietly. Looking back on the past days, I can't count how much joy, sour, bitter, sweet and spicy is left on campus. Outside the window, cicadas are still chirping, the teacher's chalk is still creaking on the blackboard, endless ancient poems, endless physical formulas and endless math problems are all going on normally, while we are busy and running around after school. We can't see the free and easy figure of boys playing basketball after class, the frolicking of girls and the height of students after class. I remember when I was in the first grade, we were still children who knew nothing. We thought the third grade was so far away, so far away. How fast I feel now! Before you know it, you will be a senior three. Mom says I'm in grade three, and I'm still so playful! I like Japanese anime, but I have to put it away mercilessly during the countdown to the third grade and the senior high school entrance examination! Put it in my locker; I also love roaming in fantasy science fiction books to feel the mysterious science fiction world; Ma Xiaotiao, who still loves to watch Aunt Yang, felt the innocence I missed in the world where Ma Xiaotiao grew up, but I collected all these, picked up my red, blue and green textbook, read Good Morning and recited "Never before, never after". I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down! "From 1234567, I continued the rest of my junior high school life, full of tension and wonderful. I miss my old primary and junior high school life. There are no endless exercises, endless classes and repeated exhortations from teachers and parents. I should seize the time and learn knowledge well, not only for the country and society, but also for my future and better life. Looking back on the second day of the first grade, we are happy, happy and carefree. But now, we are older, bolder and more responsible. Although I miss life at that time, we are all growing up. We can't stand still, and we don't have to grow. I think through our efforts now, in the near future, we can add colorful colors to our future life and enjoy various holidays. Everyone's junior high school life is different, but I love my junior high school life, full of ups and downs, which will eventually become a beautiful memory of my life.

Write an 800-word composition about the short story of echo.

When I was a child, my grandmother once told me a story: Once upon a time, a little boy went to the mountains and shouted, "Hello! Hey! " Dashan shouted at the opposite side: "Hello! Hey! "

The little boy thought it was funny and shouted, "Hello, who are you?" Dashan shouted at the opposite side, "Hello, who are you?" The little boy shouted angrily to Dashan, "Idiot, why don't you answer?" Dashan also called him "idiot" on the opposite side.

The little boy ran home crying angrily and told his mother what had happened. Mom smiled and said, "Silly boy, go and say hello to Dashan and see what it says." So, the little boy went to the mountain again and shouted at the mountain: "Hello!" " Dashan also politely shouted, "Hello! ""The little boy smiled happily. Grandma said that this is the echo, and there are many echoes in our life. At that time, I was too young to understand what grandma said.

Recently, I read a document that there is a small village with beautiful environment in the valley, surrounded by lush forests. People in the village only know how to cut down trees, build houses and make furniture with sharp axes, but they don't know how to protect forests. Due to excessive felling of trees, the flood control ability of forests has been weakened. Finally, after a heavy rain, the roaring flood swept away the small village.

After reading this information, I can't help but think of the "echo" story that my grandmother once told me. I think this is the "echo" in life that grandma said, and it is the "echo" given by nature.

Echo, let me realize a truth: what kind of attitude you treat each other, the other side will treat you with what kind of attitude, and naturally so.

"Three" composition "moral education short story" narrative 800 words

It makes sense to give the child a difficult task and let him solve it by himself. Children from poor families, poor living environment, naturally prepared hard exercise conditions for him; But now that life has improved, can children only be "pants brothers"? Nowadays, how to successfully educate children under prosperous conditions is indeed a difficult problem to be discussed urgently. Most experienced parents will try their best to set some difficulties for their children, and they are not limited to the difficulties in life, so that children can solve them, thus cultivating their ability and excellent quality. A parent does this: when a child wants to buy something, parents sometimes consciously postpone it for a week to meet his requirements, which she thinks will cultivate his ability to restrain himself. He has been preparing his own stationery since primary school. At that time, in the first grade, the pencil was cut like a dog, and my mother looked tasteless. But for the sake of the child's future, the mother stubbornly refused to sharpen him. When she learned that her child was sent to a key middle school, after careful consideration, she thought that her child had the strength to be admitted to a key middle school, and should not be "hugged" to a key middle school so easily, but should try again. So she had a serious talk with the child and encouraged him to take another step with his own strength. Although the child was a little worried, he was determined to try again with his mother's encouragement, and finally he was admitted to a key middle school with excellent results. More importantly, in this process of overcoming difficulties, he was baptized by another battle and his spiritual world was sublimated again. It is difficult to establish, and it is best to be targeted. Some children, who live in tall buildings, have elevators up and down, and have cars when they go out, seem to have no outstanding difficulties to solve in their lives. In response to this situation, a parent came up with a way to set difficulties and encourage children to solve them. He arranged two special assignments for his children: one is to climb up and down the stairs every day without taking the elevator, but to climb up and down the 12 floor; The second is to go to school every day, instead of taking the bus, but insist on walking five stops. What kind of difficulty is set is related to the parents' ideas. For example, in Australia, an incident happened to a China reporter personally, which gave people a profound enlightenment in the concept of education. One day, the reporter was walking in the street, and there was a small river side by side with the street. At this time, the reporter saw an Australian woman walking in front with a child. Suddenly, the reporter found the naughty child in front, jumping around and plopping! Fell into the river. At this time, the reporter did not hesitate to run to the river, ready to jump into the river to save the child. Unexpectedly, just as the reporter was about to jump, the woman stopped him and waved and said "no". The reporter looked at her strangely and asked him to explain. She said seriously, "I want him to climb up by himself." The reporter watched the child churn in the water, drank a few mouthfuls of water and finally climbed up. At this time, the reporter's mind also churned with an idea: what a great mother this is, what a rational love this is!

"Thinking" Composition-Law-abiding Stories around-800 words-Senior One

Law is everywhere, and legal stories happen all the time. Today, I will tell you a true story that happened in our family.

As the saying goes, "Steal needles when you are young and gold when you are old" and "Steal oil when you are young and steal cattle when you are old". The story that happened in our family is also related to "stealing". One of my grandfathers has a little son who is very close to his grandparents. He was left with all the delicious food and fun, and he didn't care much about any minor faults. After school, my uncle saw that other students often bought some snacks at the school gate, and he wanted to eat them himself, but grandpa felt that he should cultivate his good living habits when he grew up and refused his request. After being rejected several times, he stopped asking for money and took a few cents from the coffee table without authorization. Once, twice, three times ... when he saw his grandparents, he didn't react. He thought that this kind of behavior was not discovered, so he dared to take a few cents to a few yuan, or even a dozen yuan, from home, and invited his classmates to dinner after eating. In fact, his little tricks have long been discovered by grandma. She thought it was no big deal, so she turned a blind eye and didn't take it seriously. Later, he took more and more money from home, and finally his grandfather found out. He lectured him a few words, but he didn't take it seriously. Later, his grandparents put the money where he couldn't find it, and stole it from relatives and friends when they couldn't find it at home, and they were often criticized and educated.

A few years later, he stopped going to school and did some work at home. However, the "habits" formed since childhood have not changed. I always steal money from home, steal things to sell and eat, drink and have fun outside. Later, wherever he went, he stole, and his relatives and friends dared not provoke him. Finally one day, he "ran away from home". After wandering around for a while, he didn't eat or drink and didn't get a penny. Just when he was desperate, a friend's house in the neighboring village held a wedding. He borrowed a new motorcycle from others and said that his father asked him to deliver something to the city and be right back. If you don't return it before dark, let someone else go to my grandfather's house to get it. As a result, after dark, a friend went to his house to ask for a motorcycle. His parents didn't know about it, so he disappeared. The wedding party in the neighboring village reported to the police, and the police found him and found that he bought a motorcycle of six or seven thousand yuan and spent it.

Wu is a short story of 700~800 words.

1 In the forest, the grass is growing happily. On this day, an elephant suddenly came here. It tramples on the grass unscrupulously, some grass is broken and some leaves are rotten. They all cried bitterly. The elephant said, "Haha, in my eyes, you are like a grain of sand." When Sun Popo heard this, he said, Son, let me help you heal. She sprinkled light on the grass and the grass wound dried up. Aunt Moon also came to help, and came out to chat with the grass at night to alleviate their pain. Grandma Sun also sprinkled the stream in the stream into steam, then turned the steam into water droplets in the morning and evening, and sprinkled it on the grass in the morning. The grass shone beautifully and smiled again. Grass, water drops and streams. Grass lives by the stream. The grass always complains to the stream: if it can become something else, it will be moved to other places all day, even for a minute. Xiaoxi comforted and said, no, don't rabbits come often? Then it won't be boring. But grass has been complaining. The goddess heard the grass's complaint, satisfied its request and turned it into a water drop on other grass. The poor grass still lives by the stream, and soon it will disappear ... 3 The stream is rushing, and a drop of water splashes out and falls into the arms of a grass. From then on, Shuizhu began her land journey under the guidance of the grass. Sooner or later, the grass fell in love with water drops. Sunshine is the foundation of all things. Grass proudly told Shuizhu everything about sunshine, and Shuizhu's pure and transparent heart was full of yearning for sunshine. Gradually, she fell in love with the sunshine. Finally, regardless of the opposition of the grass, the water drops resolutely threw themselves into the embrace of the sun. Finally, under the enthusiasm of the sun, it vanished. At the last moment, Shuizhu finally understood that grass is her happiness ... Q: I want to write a composition, not a paragraph. Answer: Brother Sha.

In the forest, there are three small grains of sand. They were blown away by the wind. They had a quiet rest all night. They were very surprised when they got up in the morning. How did they get here?

Sandy's brother said, "If you come, you won't worry about eating, and you won't grab food from everyone. What do you think?" Brothers ",

"But, brother, have you forgotten? Our wish is to become pearls, otherwise, we will go back together. " ,

"I don't care, I have to walk so much," said my delicate sister.

Yes, brother, you can live a happy life without becoming a pearl.

"That. . . If you don't go, I will go! "

Little Shage left his family and continued on his way.

Brother Sha walked and saw small drops of water.

"Brother Sandy, brother Sandy," said the little water drop. Where are you going? Why don't you stay at home? " ,

"I'm going to find shells, I want to become pearls. Goodbye. " .

He walked day after day, only less than a third. At this time, it was already the fifth night. The moon saw him and said to him, "Brother Sandy. Brother Sandy, why don't you go home? I think your brother and sister are very happy. "

"no! I don't want to be idle all my life like them. I want to do the greatest thing in our Shajia family. " ,

"You are great. Come on, there's a bed over there. Go to sleep. " .

The next morning, he found himself in the intestines of an elephant. "Brother elephant, let me out. I want to find shells. I want to become a pearl. " "No, I want to eat you. I want to get potassium and iron. " Sandy's brother searched and searched, and finally found a way. As soon as he went out, this was the stream. There was the shell he was looking for, and he went in.

Year after year, the shell cracked and he became a beautiful pearl. When he was taken away, the sand by the river asked him how he became like this.

He said: "I am also a small grain of sand, but I am not afraid of the bitterness of finding a shell or being squeezed in a shell." I persisted, and I persisted for my dream. " .

"Lu" learned from a short story that this composition is not less than 800 words.

Love is in the nuances.

Late at night, the moon is high and the clouds are light, and the windows are bright and clean. ..........

I studied hard at my desk, and a thin figure came into view. It's mom! The hot tea in my hand is steaming, coming silently, putting down the teacup and turning away, leaving me with a loving back. .......

Love is in the nuances. Willow is crying, green and green. In hot summer, the best time to enjoy the cool is under the willow tree. Recordable willow branches dancing in the wind, let everyone applaud. Some people are very interested. They break off a willow branch, weave a straw hat as a joke and throw it away afterwards. A child of six or seven years old caught my attention. He picked up the wicker discarded by people and threw it into the soil one by one. This explains the subtlety of love.

Love is in the nuances. People often use "autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves" to describe fallen leaves. Once, the autumn wind swept the earth, falling leaves, like a golden butterfly. The withered leaves are scattered and look bleak. A six-or seven-year-old girl came humming and frowned when she saw the fallen leaves on the ground. She picked up a fallen leaf and dug a hole one centimeter in diameter with a small shovel in her hand. Gently put the fallen leaves in and bury them in the soil. What does the little girl want? He thinks that everything has life and leaves fall from trees. How painful! She wants to bury leaves, just like burying leaves after death. The girl's innocent mentality touched everyone, and her love was in the nuances. Small moves amaze people around you, because love is entangled in subtleties.

Love is subtle, maternal love is like water, clean and gentle; Motherly love is like a mountain, hard and powerful; Motherly love is like the wind, blowing your heart; Maternal love is like rain, watering your dry heart. A glass of water tells the truth, and a mother's glass of water represents her concern and consideration for her children.

If love is regarded as a cup of strong tea, then when the tea is finished, the intoxicating fragrance will remain in the cup, and the faint love will drive away the inner fear with softness; Light love is like wind and rain, followed by a sunny rainbow; Subtle love gives you the power to defeat evil demons.

Love is found in subtleties, and only careful people can find love.

The encouragement of love can make a frustrated person sail far and wide. The encouragement of love may rekindle the flame of hope for a depressed person. Feel love, give love and find love! Because-love is in the nuances.

Love is in the nuances.

A girl in the class has a low voice when she answers questions. Standing on the podium, I can't hear you. If I ask my classmates again, they won't hear me ... then I will worry when I see her raise her hand. Should I let her answer this question? One day after class, I overheard her talking to other children, and her voice was many times louder than that in class! I suddenly had the motivation, and it seems that this child is still "saved"! So, in the next Chinese class, I saw her raise her hand and deliberately picked her to answer questions. This time I changed my strategy and walked up to her from the podium. Her voice is very low. I looked at her with trusting eyes and encouraged her to say, "That's right. It is better to speak loudly to the whole class! " "I asked her to try again, and she looked at me, confused, timid and happy to be affirmed. I went back to the podium, and her voice was really much louder the second time. I asked everyone if they heard me. Some children said yes, some children said no ... Keep up the good work, and I gave her a thumbs-up and said, "Speak louder, son!" " This time, I heard her try her best to answer clearly. Although her voice is a little shaky, she can make the whole class hear clearly! Our class gave her great encouragement with applause! In the next class, I consciously let her talk and help her develop good habits. After listening to the lecture "Watering Students' Growth with Love" given by a national excellent class teacher, I have always believed that love is a miracle, especially the teacher's love. We should start from the details and pay attention to every child in the class so that every child can enjoy the happiness of being concerned in the classroom. Attention, let love reflect more light in subtleties.

Love is in the nuances.

It's late at night, people are quiet, there is no light in the room, and the moonlight is full of my little house. Looking up at the dark sky, it is full of shining stars. Take a sip of steaming tea on the table, hold your cheek in your left hand and stare at the cross bamboo shadows downstairs. Those little memories soaked with maternal love come from my heart ... I was very headstrong when I was a child-the dedication to my mother may be the best expression of my special love for my mother. I always thought so. I think maternal love gives me very little. Since then ... It was a late night in autumn, and I still remember it vividly. That night, I had a dream in which my mother cooked a lot of taro for me. I ate so delicious! Taro was full of memories, and just as I was about to reach for another piece, a muffled thunder woke me up from my dream. Suddenly I found that the taro in my hand was gone, so I opened my mouth and cried. After hearing my crying in the dark, my mother frowned and immediately got up to light the oil lamp and asked me if I was sick or had nightmares. Looking at my mother's kind face, I said with tears in my eyes, "Mom, I'm hungry. I want to bake taro. " Mom listened, smiled and said, "Mom will bake it for you." When I was warming myself, a cock crow came into my ears. Under the flickering light of firewood, I looked at my mother's tired face, and my young heart felt a kind of inexplicable pain. Looking at the wrinkled back of my mother's hand, I felt even more guilty. Mom has done too much for this family. Only then do I feel that maternal love is always by my side. Later, I only ate half a piece of taro and fell asleep in my mother's arms. Growing up, I always thought that my mother was ordinary, and later I found that my mother's love for me was everywhere, and great maternal love permeated every detail. Love is selfless, love is infinite, and love is greater. My growing up day by day means that my parents are getting older and wrinkles are increasing day by day. It seems that we have become the biggest "enemy" of our parents, but our parents care more about us, even if they pay part of it.

Qi is a touching story. Help me write a composition of 800 words. Thank you.

A reporter once interviewed a little boy and said, "What would you do if you were on a plane and suddenly the plane ran out of gas?" The boy replied, "I will inform the people who belong to the plane, and then I will jump with my parachute." Everyone was angry at his answer. How can you jump off the plane and live alone regardless of everyone's interests? Hearing everyone's responsibility, the boy burst into tears. The reporter asked him why he was crying. He said, "I just went down to get fuel, and I'll be back soon!" " (*^__^*)

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"Ba" is a touching story. Help me write a composition of 800 words. Thank you.

A reporter once interviewed a little boy and said, "What would you do if you were on a plane and suddenly the plane ran out of gas?" The boy replied, "I will inform everyone on the plane, and then I will jump with my parachute." Everyone was angry at his answer. How can we jump out of the plane and live alone regardless of everyone's interests? Hearing everyone's responsibility, the boy burst into tears. The reporter asked him why he was crying. He said, "I just went down to get fuel, and I'll be back soon!" " (* _ _ *) Hee hee

The composition of "Nine" Youth Station is 800 words caused by a short story.

A grateful heart

Our life is always full of sunshine. In Wan Li, which ray of sunshine is the most dazzling? Some people say it's excellent academic performance, others say it's helping others ... and I think the brightest sunshine on our life road should belong to gratitude, to everyone who helps us grow up. Yes, learning to be grateful is a feeling, and learning to be grateful is a feeling.

"I came from an accident, like a grain of dust. Who can see my fragility? Where do I come from, where do I belong, and who will call me in the next moment? Although the world is wide, this road is difficult. I have seen all the ups and downs in this world. How much love and tears I still have, God knows I won't give up. Grateful heart, thank you, accompany me all my life, let me have the courage to be myself. Grateful heart, thank fate, flowers bloom and fall, I will still cherish it. "

In this thanksgiving festival, I am grateful to Sang Song for its true meaning and bring me into deep meditation. ...

Flowers can't bloom unbeaten all year round forever; From the beginning of the month to the end of the month, the moon can't be round; Disabled people are eager to have a sound body; People who are hungry and cold want to have food and clothing all their lives; People who live a rich life pursue spiritual enrichment. ...

It is precisely because there are so many shortcomings in life that we have more beautiful pursuits. Don't expect too much, don't complain too much about the injustice of life, the injustice of fate and the teasing of nature. On the contrary, we should always be grateful.

Maybe I lost what others have, but I gained what others can't get. Let's give up all resentment and all complaints, let's be grateful and thank our parents, because they have given us the most precious life; Thank all those who loved us, because they let us bathe in the sunshine; Thanks to all those who have hurt us, because they have taught us to grow up; Appreciate all the happiness in life, because they make my heart full of fragrance; Thank you for all the setbacks and hardships in life, because they make the mind stronger!

With a grateful heart, the world will no longer be a backwater, life will no longer be turbulent, life will no longer be bleak, and life will no longer be tasteless. ...

Fallen leaves hover in the air, composing a movement of gratitude, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that raised it. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society; Because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship; Because gratitude makes us understand the true meaning of life!

"Thanksgiving" is a kind of recognition, which comes from the depths of the soul; "Thanksgiving" is a return, clean and flawless; "Grateful" is a kind of admiration, which should be poured out from the heart. ...

If life is a flower, it should bloom in the snowy winter, so that the lonely and helpless heart can get warmth and comfort; If life is a tree, it should stand upright in the barren wilderness, so that lonely travelers have a cool place to rest; If life is a blade of grass, it should be a part of a leaf, full of spring. The meaning of life lies in dedication and integration, gratitude. ...

A grateful heart is a wise heart. No matter whether we are alive with dignity or humble existence, no matter where we live and what twists and turns there are, a grateful heart can precipitate a lot of impetuousness, dispel inner grievances and dissatisfaction, and gain a healthy mentality, perfect personality and enterprising belief!

Learn to be grateful, even if we are not the most beautiful flowers, we must bloom different happiness for everyone …

Thanks to in my heart forever.

If life is a poetic poem, the center of gratitude is the most gorgeous words in the poem. If life is a sky, then gratitude is the morning glow in the sky at dawn; If life is the sea of Wang Yang, gratitude is the most beautiful spray in the sea.

Open the scroll of history, gratitude can be seen everywhere, and it will become the most beautiful scenery in the long river of our lives.

Huang Xiang's mother died very early, and Huang Xiang was brought up by his father. He is full of gratitude to his father. Every summer, he always uses a fan to drive away mosquitoes in the house, then puts down the curtains and lets his father sleep on the mat. In winter, he always lies on the cold bed first, warms the mattress with his body temperature, and then lets his father sleep on the warm mattress, which fully reflects his gratitude to his father.

In 2004, Tian, one of the "people who moved China" in China, transplanted his kidney into his mother to save her life, which gave her a new life. After getting help from people from all walks of life, Hong Zhanhui still uses these funds to help those who need help more than himself, thus repaying the society. Meng Xiangbin, a soldier, jumped into the river to save a woman, who unfortunately jumped into the river and died, leaving his wife and daughter behind. He did not forget the cultivation and education of the party and the country, and repaid the society with his life.

Xiong Ning, known as "the most beautiful girl in Xi 'an", died heroically in the process of snow resistance and disaster relief in Qinghai. She used her youth to repay the society and the country. After the world-famous Wenchuan earthquake, groups of volunteers went to the front line of earthquake relief, and many unknown entrepreneurs donated money to the disaster area, which fully reflected the spirit of "one party is in trouble and all parties support". In the earthquake, a teacher named Tan Qianqiu traded his life for the lives of four students. When the earthquake came, he opened his heroic arm to the students. Teacher Tan saved the happiness of four families with his love and duty. This is really "great love silently casts a teacher's soul." "

In the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games, China athletes gave full play to their special skills and won the gold medal with a score of 5 1, ranking first in the gold medal list. In the men's 10 meter platform competition, China's Lin Yue and Huo Liang won the championship in the final with superb skills and excellent performance, and won warm applause from the audience.