The life composition of the first grade 1 barracks life is like a mutant candy with a strange taste, in which ups and downs converge; Life in the military camp is like a cup of fresh green tea, bitter first and sweet later, which makes people memorable; Camp life is like a string of wind chimes, knocking out all kinds of beautiful music. During these five long or short days, we experienced a unique life-military camp life.
"After cutting the grain at noon, sweat dripped into the soil. Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard. " Surely everyone is familiar with this poem? This poem is Li Shen's "sympathy for farmers", but do you really understand it?
Only then did I deeply understand the true meaning of this poem. Today is a practical labor class, and we are assigned to vegetable planting. On the way to the field, the students were in different moods, happy, excited and curious ... When they came to the field, their first task was to pull up weeds in the soil, and everyone was eager to try.
Before long, the students "surrendered" one by one. The sun is shining. How can we spoiled gentlemen and ladies stand such hot weather? In the field, from time to time, all kinds of insects come out of the soil, including spiders, centipedes, unknown insects, and even hornets' nests hanging on trees ... How can children who "reach out with clothes and open their mouths" at home endure such torture? Yes, at home, our parents hold us in their hands like babies and take care of us all the time. Who knew that farmers were still pulling weeds in the scorching sun at noon? Who knows that every grain of rice in the bowl is bought by farmers with hard sweat? But this morning, we experienced and realized that food is hard to come by, so we should cherish it. On the way back to the dormitory, everyone was silent and had their own ideas.
The fifth day is coming soon. This day is the day when students are eager to go home. However, everyone is reluctant to part with the five-day tense rhythm, the strict and humorous instructors and everything here. I have ten thousand regrets in my heart. When I got on the bus, I couldn't help looking back and looking at this labor base, that student apartment and that canteen for a long time-a life with a unique taste was born here. I will always remember the day when I lived here.
In people's lives, typos seem to be everywhere: some immature children write Chinese characters wrong, some careless people write Chinese characters wrong in the pursuit of speed, and some conscientious teachers deliberately write Chinese characters wrong to test students ... but today, the typo we want to know is another kind of typo. They seem to be just a way of doing business, but they seem to be related to national dignity. Today, let's go into the world of typos and learn about them.
Walking in the bustling and noisy streets, dazzling typos can be seen everywhere; "You Shape Me" Barber Shop, "Flying Head and Flying Ears" Game Hall, "Flower Show" Flower Show, "Shirt Green Sleeves" Cloth Shop. These store names often make people feel interesting, but they are vaguely uneasy. Ask the owners of those stores: "Why do you want to take such a name?" Just answer: "The name of the store is novel, eye-catching, business is booming, and fame and fortune are both achieved." ...
I think typo is a social phenomenon, not a cultural problem. Take "going your own way" as an example. "Go your own way" is an ancient and beautiful saying of China. This atmospheric, auspicious and clear sentence "No matter what you do, I will go my own way" was changed to "I will shape your image". This is not a big insult to China tradition. Chinese is one of the most beautiful languages in the world. Its image, agility, appropriateness and beauty have been passed down for 5,000 years. Beautiful and agile language such as "beautiful scenery", "green and thin", "clear and clear" and "never flowing" have been replaced by "you have shaped me", "flying my head", "flying my sleeves". Do these words show people's respect for the motherland? Such a store name may be exchanged for hundreds of millions of net worth, countless fame and fortune, and may also make an enterprise rich in assets and fame and fortune. However, people will lose one thing, which is called "the dignity of the motherland". The dignity of the motherland can't be bought anyway!
Here, I hope this typo will disappear in people's lives as soon as possible, and people still have that hard-won respect for the motherland!
The life of Grade 3 in Grade 1 constitutes the life of Grade 7, which gives us all kinds of flavors. It makes me taste the ups and downs, and finally brings me endless aftertaste and makes me grow.
sweet orange
"Ha, I am a junior high school student, and I can finally realize my dream of going to school by bike!" I just talked to myself happily, stepped on my giant and pedaled at full speed. The wind whistling in the ear gives people a cool feeling, and the air is filled with the meaning of autumn. Just ripe oranges smell sweet. I feel my bike swelling in my chest and running in the slow lane. Several primary school students who walked together walked slowly in front, and I soon surpassed them; Suddenly I feel that I have grown up, and that feeling is like a torrent, impacting my body and giving me a taste of the seventh grade-just like an orange, so sweet!
lime
The paper just handed down was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which stung my heart. When I think of my recent efforts, I feel bitter-how can I get more than 80 points in math? I remember when I was in primary school, I was almost over 95, which was really hard. When I am decadent, my mother's advice rings in my ear-frustration is inevitable, but it will make you grow and increase people's wisdom. I was shocked and tried to get rid of my pain. I carefully checked the wrong questions and found that they were not carefully deducted after analysis. So I encouraged myself: as long as I overcome my carelessness and practice more, I am still great! At this moment, I understand that setbacks in life can help me improve myself and make my wings stronger. The taste of the seventh grade is like a sour lemon, which makes people taste the bitterness of growing up.
espresso
Looking at piles of homework at night, I am full of worries, and the final exam is coming soon. Students are like fish swimming in an ocean of problems, burning lights all day long until late at night. My eyes feel extremely tired, and I can't help but recall the ease of primary school life. However, growing up is a beautiful pain. Now that you have grown up, how can you always live in a beautiful fantasy? Maybe studying hard now will pay off in the future. At this time, I feel that the taste of the seventh grade is like bitter coffee, which leaves you with endless aftertaste and fragrance in your mouth.
Birds flying in the blue sky need to develop powerful wings, and we need to constantly overcome ourselves on the road of growth. The taste of the seventh grade, with the brilliant sweetness of oranges and the sour taste of lemons, is as long as espresso. Let's taste life and taste growth.
Everyone has something indispensable, which may be an object, a feeling or a person. I am no exception. I still have one indispensable thing, and that is light.
You may think, isn't the sun visible and intangible? Why can't I live without it?
I never feel that the sun is always there. I think, in rainy days, there is no sunshine, only meager raindrops. Rain hits the house, making it more beautiful under its nourishment; Rain caresses the petals, making the flowers more moist under its care. How good the rain will be for you! You have done so many things for us, but have you ever wondered what would happen to houses and flowers soaked in rain without sunshine? Yes, they won't exist in this world. For this reason, we can't live without sunshine.
In winter, the sun basically won't shine on the earth again. But looking at the sky, I can still feel its existence, because it exists in my heart. It was he who made me face the difficulties bravely. He told me to overcome the difficulties. If there is no sunshine in my heart, I don't think I will always be strong until now.
In summer, sunshine is a ghost. It releases a lot of heat and bakes the earth. Everyone is complaining, when does the sun set? It's too hot, but I don't think so. I like the light from the sun. It makes me healthier. At dusk, I can kiss it gently. It feels really good.
Therefore, it is indispensable in my life, and it is sunshine.
Junior high school is a "small station" that we must visit in our life journey. Here, we will experience a little "trip", which records how I grew from an ignorant and immature pupil to a sunny, energetic and positive teenager. When I think back to the first day of my life, all my thoughts come like spring, and everything is so clearly presented to me …
When I entered the sacred hall of junior high school with joy, I was blocked by a big MAC. He is tall, strong and powerful, his muscles are as hard as steel, and behind him is a shiny black sword. His voice roared above my head like a huge thunder: "I am military training! Do you want to enter this sacred temple? It's not that easy, you have to go through me first! Are you afraid? " Say that finish, "ceng", he pulled out a long sword and roared at me. I smiled indifferently, raised a bow named "Perseverance", boarded an arrow named "Courage" and flew out with a whoosh ... I stood in a military posture, kicked goose steps and crossed the pontoon bridge ... I fought with this giant for seven days and finally made a sound. I passed by him, with the excitement of victory and curiosity and longing for the future world, and trotted into the auditorium of junior high school without looking back, completely forgetting the pain and fatigue before. ...
The inside and outside of the temple are magnificent, and the people inside are excellent in character and self-restraint, all with stunts ... Hey! I didn't know how ignorant I was until I got here. At the same time, I have a hunch that the future will be more severely tested. ...
There is a system here-"Zhou Zhouqing". As the name implies, people with unsatisfactory grades or poor performance will be left to continue their studies every week, and I am a frequent visitor to math class. Every Saturday, the teacher habitually takes out his mobile phone and announces the list of people left behind: "There are people left behind this week ..." The teacher always begins with this sentence, "Xiaohong, Xiaobai, Xiaoming ..." Every time, I always have a glimmer of hope for myself: "This time there is no me, this time there is no me, this time there must be no me ... I haven't heard my name for so long. Is it really a miracle! " "... Tong Moumou, that's it! "hey! I was so happy too early, the miracle didn't appear after all, and the reality was so ruthless in front of me. I stayed and continued to study with the teacher to make up for the lack of this week. In the year when I passed the first grade, I silently calculated that there seemed to be very few chances of not falling behind. Mathematics, mathematics, is my first lingering pain. I hope I can make progress in the second semester of Grade Two.
Here, I also met a group of happy friends. Usually we play and laugh, but we help each other in study and enlighten each other in life. My good friend Xiao Lin, we play together every day and occasionally pretend to be crazy together. Although we sometimes play jokes on each other, she is always by my side when I need help most. She is kind, simple and happy. Together, we are two happy people!
Life in the first grade is full of too many fresh and challenges. The joy and happiness, sadness and confusion I once had have become the cornerstones of my growth and sent me far away.
Hello in junior high school! Please give me more advice in the next two years!
Life Composition of Grade 6 Alas, I will graduate from Grade 1 soon, and there are many things worth remembering and unforgettable.
At the sports meeting, athletes have high morale and fierce competition. Suddenly, Xiao Wang, a classmate who participated in the sprint competition, fell down on the runway. We all rushed to the runway to see if he was injured. Under the teacher's dissuasion, the monitor and the military sports commission ran to Xiao Wang's side, and a word of concern came out of the students' mouths. The monitor even squatted down and picked him up and ran to the infirmary. But Wang pushed them away, stood up by himself and insisted on finishing the race. All the students in our class clenched their skirts under the stage and applauded for Wang!
On the playground, the students care about each other and never give up, which makes me unforgettable.
In class, the atmosphere is noisy and the voice is high. What are you doing? It turns out that we are arguing about a reading problem. I saw a classmate blushing and loudly expounding his thoughts and reasons; Some people frown and think hard. Some people are echoing "I agree" loudly! Some are discussing in a low voice, as if looking for reasons to refute. The teacher just sat on the platform and smiled. When the teacher finally gave the answer, the correct students beamed, the wrong students were in flames, and the classroom was filled with a strong learning atmosphere.
In class, the students' spirit of loving learning and being brave in exploring makes me unforgettable.
In the dormitory, students become lively without the constraints of teachers, and pillows are flying all over the sky. Huh? Why is there a drowned rat here? It turned out that someone accidentally spilled water on him. It seems that he will catch a cold tomorrow. After turning off the lights, a burst of laughter came to my ears. Looks like they don't want to sleep either. Ah! A dead pig fell to the ground. After a short pause, there was a brisk laugh from the whole dormitory immediately. At this point, the buddy who fell to the ground has not figured out what is going on.
In the dormitory, the students are lively and naughty, unrestrained, which makes me unforgettable.
There are also small contradictions between peers, jokes between teachers and students ... all of which make me unforgettable. I will always keep in mind the bits and pieces of my life in senior one, and I will never forget them.
Life in Grade 7 of Grade 1 is colorful, full and substantial in my eyes, and it is also the most beautiful page engraved in my memory.
When I first entered junior high school, in the face of all strange things, an amiable teacher led me into the door of Grade One 1 class. She told us that this was our collective. So, I became a classmate in Class One, Grade One.
Under the scorching sun, the harsh whistle turned the first page of my senior one life. The three-day military training combined the feelings between my classmates and me, and this lovely instructor added a wonderful impression to me. These three days, there were laughter and tears, bitterness and sweetness, and bursts of laughter made me feel that this is really a lovely group and an amiable class. I really like it.
After the military training, I stepped into a tense study life. Dear and lovely teachers have poured a desire to learn into my heart and planted a tree that loves learning in my heart.
The first grade study is very hard and tiring, but in this warm group, it is full of laughter and happiness. Although learning is bitter, but the heart is sweet and the spirit is good, learning becomes a pleasure. I feel from the bottom of my heart that this is a lovely group led by many teachers, and my study will not be bitter.
What impressed me most was the sports meeting. I had an accident, that is, I felt the teacher's care and collective warmth at that time. With the concern of my classmates and the comfort of my teachers, I no longer feel the pain of the wound, but only feel a warm current pouring into my deepest heart. I feel closer to this group and my classmates. ...
But this time I also brought a small honor to the group, and my explanation won the first prize. I know this is just a little reward for the group …
These are just a few episodes of the wonderful life of senior one. This group has brought me great happiness and made my life more substantial, moving and enjoyable ... My life in senior one can be said to be extremely colorful: military training, sports meeting, teachers and classmates ... all left the best page in my memory, which I will never forget.
Hello everyone, I come from Guangdong and live in Jiangmen.
After six years of primary school, I went to the junior high school that I have been longing for. I study at the China-Hong Kong English School in Jiangmen. I am looking forward to starting my junior high school life for three years, together with my companions. Now that I have finished my first grade, I have to feel that time flies.
Just entering the school gate, this school is a bit beautiful. I entered the beautiful middle school era I yearned for with the joy when I graduated from the sixth grade. When I first entered the class, my classmates were more introverted. The class teacher asked everyone to introduce themselves. Everyone is very introverted. My loud introduction seems to make me a little embarrassed. After the introduction, the teacher announced the monitor. The teacher said that this classmate is the monitor of our class. Everybody clap. Although the students in this group are more introverted when introducing, it does not affect our getting along well in the future.
I am a resident student, and my classmates in the dormitory are very enthusiastic. Without introversion when introducing themselves, they are enthusiastic and open, and everyone is very good. I am very happy to go downstairs for dinner and go back to the classroom together.
After the lunch break, I went back to the classroom. The first class in the afternoon is the characteristic course of this school-oral English. I have always been good at English. Unexpectedly, however, there are foreign students in my class, and my English is particularly fierce. At that time, I thought, "Oh, my best English is going to be defeated." Fortunately, those students told me enthusiastically that Ms, a foreign teacher, was very nice and scared me.
In a blink of an eye, the first day ended, as if it had just begun yesterday.
Junior high school is not as beautiful as you think, but it's not that bad. Learning is really important.
The above is the experience of senior one last semester, and I want to share it with you.
As always, the classroom is not as shy as before, and everyone is very brothers, which makes me feel a sense of belonging at school. Be sad when you are happy. It's probably all a mess. In junior high school, don't pay attention to some boring things, especially when breaking up. When you are in junior high school, you should distinguish between lazy and not lazy.
It's normal to be hit by friendship. We need to be rational. Don't think too much. This is normal. How can we meet our true feelings without experiencing wind and rain? Right?
By my first year of life, the first year of life is over, and I'm going to welcome my second year, and the good will come as scheduled.
The colorful extracurricular life has cultivated our extensive interests. Planting flowers is one of my favorite activities.
Last spring, I joined the extracurricular flower cultivation group in our school. The first day I saw those vibrant flowers and plants, I felt particularly cordial and gratified. Since then, I have taken care of them like a little brother and sister every day. We have many kinds of flowers, including woody flowers, plant flowers, evergreen flowers and sometimes seasonal flowers. Some need potted plants, some need to be raised in beds, some need to be planted for him, and some need to be supported by vertical poles. Although there are no exotic flowers and plants, there are all kinds of flowers and plants that are common in the local area.
In the morning or evening, we often water, fertilize and weed these flowers.
One morning, I took a watering can to water the flower seedlings. In order to make these flower seedlings absorb enough water and bloom early, they were watered with proper amount of water. When I was about to water a cactus, an old member of our group came to me and said, "cactus likes to dry, so don't water it too much, or its roots will rot." All kinds of flowers have their own living habits and need different water. "Her words aroused my great interest. I didn't expect watering flowers to be so learned!
Give them' nutrition' before flowering, that is, fertilize them. We got some chicken manure from home and prepared to give it to each flower. Teacher Liu, the counselor, told us: "Chicken manure is an efficient fertilizer. Keep a certain distance from the flower seedlings when fertilizing, otherwise the flower seedlings will be burned to death. Pay attention to the right amount of fertilization, neither too much nor too little. If it is not suitable, it will also affect the growth of flower seedlings. " We carefully fertilize the flower seedlings according to the method taught by Teacher Liu. A few days later, the flower seedlings really grew stronger than before.
After our careful care, these flowers blossomed one after another. The first to open is the rose. That morning, I went to fetch water again. When I was watering those pots of Chinese rose, I suddenly found a big flower bone flower surrounded by green leaves. I was so happy that I ran to tell Mr. Liu, who was also very happy after listening. After a day, this rose finally opened its smiling face. The pink Chinese rose is especially beautiful against the green leaves. A few days later, the roses were in full bloom one after another, emitting a strong fragrance. In a few days, jasmine also exudes a refreshing fragrance, and the handsome impatiens shows her gorgeous beauty like playing. Morning glory crawling all over the wall always becomes the background of these flowers like a screen. Our little flower bed has become a sea of flowers, a world of flowers. Flowers attract swarms of bees and butterflies, dancing among the flowers, adding more interest. We invite students to watch. As soon as they arrived at the flower bed, they were attracted by the colorful scene. Some hold Chinese rose flowers in their hands, some smell roses, and some ask us how to raise flowers so well ... The students are full of praise and sigh.
Seeing the smiling faces of our classmates, we couldn't restrain our inner excitement. We greeted their laughter with hard sweat, which stirred our hearts. Leaving fragrance for others is the happiest thing.