Tempering is always accompanied by opportunities. Six years of hard study at the cold window finally paid off. Until last September, I finally stepped into the door of Qiushi Middle School and took the second step in my life. Seeking truth is training.
The foundation of talents, they appreciate talents. Here, seeking truth has taught me a lot about being a man and enriched my life experience.
Test is more tiring than tempering, but it often gains more. I am the monitor, in charge of class affairs. While managing others, I must do better than others in order to make others believe in me as the monitor. Usually, I devote myself to class work and have a serious and responsible attitude, so I often work late for the tasks assigned by the school, but this is a test for myself. I believe that the long-term test will make me invincible and let me shine among the stars forever.
There are tests, tests and, of course, challenges, especially challenging yourself. Because challenges are tests that have been honed and tested.
Seeking truth is a good school in sifang district and a place where experts gather. If you have a master, life in junior high school will be more challenging and exciting. Driven by the pressure, the students are all involved in the intense review, and the competition will be more confusing. Who will win is still unknown. I will also devote myself to various competitions and exams with a positive attitude, so as to reap my efforts and sweat.
On the stage of junior high school life, we all show ourselves heartily. I may not be the brightest among the stars, but I will still shine my own unique light. My junior high school life will be full of wind and rain and sunshine! It seems that three years have passed inadvertently with a flick of a finger. Standing in front of the gate of high school, I look back at the road I have traveled, a road full of bumps in order to explore tomorrow. A famous person put it well: On the way to the ideal peak, there will never be a road where grass grows and warblers fly, only a mountain road full of thorns.
My junior high school classmates are like a suite, stepping on the ever-changing black keys white keys day after day, with sonorous trumpets, heroic flutes, sonorous violins' quartets, urgent and low notes of cello, and exultation of mandolin or dulcimer. And I played a clear piano theme with the hand of time, which constituted the theme of my music: fighting for my dreams.
I can't remember how many times. I face the test paper marked with "X". I can't remember how many times I sweated on the runway. I only remember that in these three years, textbooks changed from new to old again and again, pencils were used up again and again, and ballpoint pens were thrown into the wastebasket again and again. I remember how many times I copied and wrote on my desk under the lamp and scratched my head in the face of a series of exercises. I also remember writing with a pen at the dawn of the new Millennium.
The pain of trudging in the ocean of learning is also the joy after getting good grades. How many times have you tasted the pain of failure before you get the joy of success? But it is this bitterness and joy that makes every step on the road firm and meaningful. Life full of astringency is hard, smooth sailing full of happiness is easy, and it is the bitterness and joy of learning that keeps me moving steadily in junior high school for three years.
Walking in the hazy drizzle in Su Causeway with a flower umbrella, the West Lake opened the background of the Song Dynasty, a misty rain. Stepping on an old song, with the charm of the years, walking under the ancient imperial wall, in the bloody dusk of Kyoto, in the autumn of 2003, in the red days of Xiangshan maple leaves, can I stand in front of the school gate of Beiwai with the misty rain of my hometown?
In the coming days of the senior high school entrance examination, life is more like an andante full of tension. I have complained many times about the pain of making up lessons after school, and I am tired of a lot of endless exercises, endless books and notes, and my parents: "Why are you still watching TV, not afraid that you won't be admitted to high school?" Accept questions. At the moment when I suddenly wanted to open my heart before graduation, when I clearly realized that all these hardships were for my dream of tomorrow, I always thought that junior high school life was just bitter, which strangled a lot of my freedom. But when I am about to say goodbye to these fleeting three years, before I step into the high school gate, I realize more and more that junior high school life should be composed of bitterness and joy, but I am too afraid of bitterness to appreciate the happiness after suffering. And after I calm down and know that I know how to bear hardships, happiness will continue to come.
The bitterness and joy of junior high school life, a wonderful suite, I will continue to play this movement and knock on the sacred door of Beiwai in 2003!
After a week of military training, I began a formal junior high school life.
When I was promoted from primary school to middle school, I was no longer a child, but a little boy with independent thinking and self-care ability. In the first week of junior high school, the teacher may think that I am more capable, so he appointed me as the temporary monitor. While adapting to the new life in junior high school, I assumed the responsibility of being a monitor. The pressure is not small! In the new class, most students don't know each other's academic achievements, hobbies and specialties, and there are few confidants. In the adaptation stage, I not only want to get along with everyone, but also let my classmates know me better. In this way, I can lead a good class group.
As a monitor, I am a representative of a class, and my behavior represents the class spirit of this class. The first thing is to study hard, let's convince ourselves that I am the monitor. But it is not a simple matter to be among the best in academic performance. Math and English are all right for me, but they are also my most careless classes. The mistakes in my homework should not have been wrong. If I make such careless mistakes in the exam again, it may not be a question of one point and two points. Chinese composition is still average, but the basic knowledge is not solid. For example, in the primary school graduation exam, I lost a few points on the basis of Chinese, which led to poor overall performance ... I still have to study the basic knowledge of Chinese well.
Good academic performance, good leadership, and managing the class is also one of my responsibilities. Before and during class, there are always some people who don't abide by class rules and management. Either there are too many gossips in class and whispering with neighbors and classmates; Either have a quarrel after class and create conflicts. The teacher not only arranged my work, but also arranged four The monitor on duty, five people each for one day, and recorded the speeches in class and the small fights after class. But I don't think this method is wise, it is easy to offend people and hurt the feelings between classmates. I usually use witty words to stop it, which is much better than writing it down directly in my notebook. Don't hurt feelings, achieve the desired goal, isn't it the best of both worlds?
I don't have many questions, but they are very troublesome, and I haven't completely got rid of them yet. There are three problems, one is procrastination, the other is carelessness in study, and the other is a little sloppy. Entering junior high school, there are more and more homework. Procrastination affects my schedule, which affects my academic performance. Carelessness in study should also be removed as soon as possible; Accidental mistakes are good and bad. It is good to be casual in front of family and friends, but it is very bad in school and class, which affects the image of my monitor in front of classmates. So I made up my mind to get rid of all these problems before I became a junior high school student.
A week has passed and another week is coming. I was ready for this.