On a slightly tipsy summer day, I walked out of primary school and turned a new page in junior high school. The first day of my life, like a bud in the cold winter, bloomed a confident flower; The first day of my life, like a bud emerging from the ground, inspired infinite fighting spirit; On the first day of junior high school, I was like a young eagle spreading its wings and flying, insisting on my ideal of fighting against the blue sky.

Stepping on the mysterious land of junior high school, in the refreshing junior high school environment, I looked around with curious eyes: the teaching building, the spacious playground ... Occasionally, a few pigeons dozed off on the roof, and I think it must be looking at us uninvited guests with novel eyes. I daydream, that brand-new self; I look forward to a bright future; I am confident that I can create a "world" and make a "career" in my junior high school career.

In the scorching sun, I had a military training trip with a strange "friend". On the battlefield of training, we persevere and sweat like rain; In the canteen, we ate with relish; In the tent, we were so happy that our laughter echoed throughout the military region. Every time I drag my tired body back to the tent, breathing the sultry air, complaining about the harshness of the instructor, such as lying in bed with a heavy load, there will always be a kind of remorse and I shouldn't come to military training.

Sitting on the bench outside, occasionally a few white pigeons fly by and land in front of me, and I always think of the confident me who just entered the school. So, I persisted. Although the skin becomes dark, the will becomes strong.