In this way, she turned and left, but the footsteps still revealed reluctance. I just stood there, not knowing what to do. From then on, I lived like a puppet every day, walked to school, collided with her desperate eyes, and was secretly lost in my heart until one time. Hardly had I entered the classroom when I heard her crying. Her gray coat caught my attention. Is this really not our sister costume? I looked at her, and she saw me staring at her, went back to her seat, lowered her head and began to study. He just fell into my sight in the sun. "Does she regret it?" Wondering in my heart, I went up to her and wanted to apologize, but I didn't say anything. When she saw me standing beside her, she suddenly stood up and touched my arm hard. It hurts me, but her mouth is still closed. She gave me a hard look, then went to another classmate and took her downstairs. At the moment she went downstairs, I saw the girl's gray clothes. I smiled.
Since then, I have often seen her working hard and that gray coat. Her actions stimulated me, the teacher's conversation, my composition and her hard work were deeply imprinted in my mind. I finally gave up my resistance and was ready to wake up. At night, the moonlight came through the window, and I lay quietly in bed. Suddenly a short message broke my mind, "Are you there?" "Mm-hmm" "How have you been recently? I know you are not good, but you must remember that you are very important to me. Don't torture yourself, okay? " Looking at this message, I hesitated. Do I really want to go on like this? I shook my head hard, and the moonlight shone on me, warm.
Since then, although I have seen her efforts, I have no feeling in my heart. I shouldn't lose, I shouldn't let myself suffer, I shouldn't let people I care about down. Actually, everything is as usual. Today, I want to say from the bottom of my heart: although I still feel a little heartbroken every time I see her figure, I still can't help doing important things for those who write important things. I can't be decadent or let them down. The breeze blows the branches, the birds smile contentedly, the sun shines on me, and everything is as usual.
Composition 2 On the way to school, "Ah, the weather is really good today!" After getting up, I opened the curtains and looked out. I saw a golden world outside the window. As the curtains were opened, the room turned golden. Look at the clock on the wall again. "Really? It's already nine o'clock! I want to learn olympiad in the morning! Shit, I'm going to be late. " I quickly packed my school supplies and said to my father, "Dad, I'm leaving first." Next, there was a heavy door closing sound. ...
I walked at the speed of "rocket". When I passed the breakfast shop, I suddenly realized that I had left in a hurry and forgot to eat breakfast. Sit down, after a while, I continued to move forward at the speed of "rocket". Running and running, God suddenly shouted to me, "Boom, boom." Huh? Why did God lose his temper? Didn't it laugh when I went out just now? Why did you change your face so soon? God, please don't rain, or I won't be spared ... Before I finished thinking, bean-sized rain beads began to fall on me. I hurried forward and thought: the rain is so light that it will stop soon, so don't worry.
But God wants to be with me. The sound of "rushing" rain is getting more and more urgent, and it is raining harder and harder. I immediately found a place to hide from the rain, hoping that the heavy rain would stop at once. However, the rain will never stop. How many centuries will it take to stop? When I am anxious, I seem to see teachers and classmates anxiously waiting for my class. No matter how much, getting wet is no big deal. It is absolutely worthwhile to exchange knowledge with "a drowned rat"! Thinking, I "ran" in the rain. Dense raindrops hit my face, pouring rain on my body, and my hair and pants got wet.
I still insist on running as fast as I can, because I know my teachers and classmates are waiting for me after class. If I stop, it will affect everyone's class, not just me, but even my classmates will learn less knowledge, so I have been shouting to myself: Come on! Ruan Yuting, you can't stop, come on! Faster! I don't know how long I've been running, but I opened my eyes, which have been half closed, and saw people on both sides of the shelter staring at me with surprised eyes, as if I saw an alien creature. I really want to ... no! To be precise, I smiled, and even I was surprised by my actions, and then I was gratified. Ran Ran found a place to stop, shook the water drops on his head and ran to the Olympic Mathematics class.
I saw the thin figure disappear into people's sight again. ......
There are many difficulties, twists and turns, hardships and grievances on the way to school, which can't stop us from learning. But when it comes to grievances, as long as you can take anger as experience, you can successfully tide over the difficulties.
The first grade experienced a lot of grievances. There is only one way for me to know how I left: forbearance.
A person who is worse than me in English learning has become an English representative and can talk nonsense in class; If there is a mistake, he can not let others change it, and the teacher does not care; As for me, I am not allowed to say a word of nonsense in English class, and I am picked by my teachers and classmates every day. He can sweep the floor again and again, let me sweep such a big place, and every time I report to the teacher, the teacher turns a deaf ear. The same is to point out the teacher's mistakes, the same tone, the same method, his words were accepted by the teacher, and the teacher just gave me a white eye … such examples are endless …
I don't hate anyone for it. I only regard the bumpy road to study as an experience, so that I can broaden my mind and experience more setbacks before I can thrive.
Everyone has encountered a lot of unfairness on the way to school, some of which are even more annoying than the example I gave, but be patient and treat it as a big experience …
Don't be annoyed by the bumps on the road to study, but treat it as an experience on the road to study.
Studying rough roads is also an experience. ......
Composition 4 on the way to school forgot when there was an extra word in front of each diary, and I haven't published my diary for a long time. It's not that my world lacks emotion, but that I can never find the other side where I want to stop. ......
I can't forget the feeling of getting on the train for the first time and coming to this strange city; I can't forget the scene when my mother sent me away. Suddenly there is a sense of loneliness, afraid of being alone in a foreign land. The first night of college is always so long, and things that have been forgotten for a long time always reverberate in my mind. However, I can't find a reason to sleep peacefully. ......
Military training is always a prelude to college life, a very long and short time. I was so tired that I fell asleep without thinking about anything. I laughed so hard that I forgot all my troubles. Maybe this is pain and happiness!
Walking in a strange campus, you can't find a familiar figure. I am used to taking off my glasses, giving myself a hazy world and not deliberately observing anyone passing by; Accustomed to a person looking for a favorite book in the reading room, quietly sitting under the window reading; I am used to watching the recent situation of my old classmates before going to bed every night, but I won't publish anything for a long time; I'm used to going back and forth 3. 1 every day ... it seems that every day is monotonous and full, but my heart is empty. There are no more mountains of papers to deal with, and there are no more worries before the big exams and quizzes. It seems that I used to live a decadent life, but my heart is full. Maybe I will never return to the tense and intense state in the past, but I will always think of those bits and pieces from time to time. ......
Why my mother used to be the most annoying person, but now she is the one who misses her most; Why I always wanted to leave that home before, but now I miss it all the time; Why don't you call home temporarily? I always feel that I am a shortcoming in my heart; I don't know whether I have grown up or I am still attached to it. Perhaps it made me understand that sentence: the place that I can't reach is called the distance, and the place that I can't go back is called my hometown.
University is the dusk on the way to study. It has the beauty of heaven and the darkness of hell. Heavy, heavy, floating.
On the way to school, you still have a long way to go. As long as you work hard and study hard, you will have a smooth road in the future ... "Perhaps everyone has heard this sentence, which is common and true.
The road ahead is long and unexplored, like a fog. Only when you approach and uncover this fog will you know how many tests and surprises are waiting for you to discover and complete.
Walking on the road of primary school, I won't sit quietly in my seat and read books like other students. I only play with my good friends, like a tomboy, completely forgetting that I am a girl; I won't listen to the teacher carefully in class about the beauty of the knowledge world. I will only secretly move the bench of the girl in front of me with my feet when the teacher shouts to stand up in class, so that the whole class can feel my "excitement" ...
After primary school, I came to the bus stop for middle school unprepared. Holding the ticket of "a middle school admission notice", I got on the "Young Eagle" car. Along the way, the flowers floating out of the window made me intoxicated with the breath of nature and didn't give up getting off. Here we are. Get off. Walking on this flat "highway" full of forks. As long as a person's attention is not concentrated, he will be led to a rugged mountain road. People on the mountain road have only two choices, one is to continue walking, and the other is to go back. Are you the former or the latter? If you are the former, you will only get farther and farther away from success. If you are the latter, the situation is just the opposite.
Through my unremitting efforts and perseverance, I finally won the middle school entrance examination campaign without smoke and got a "train ticket" to high school.
Holding this train ticket to high school, I am both uneasy and happy: I am worried about whether I can win the plane ticket to the ideal university after three years of high school, and I am glad that my efforts have not been in vain.
Sitting on the "Eagle" train, I looked at the scenery outside the window, imagined my high school life and set my high school goals. Unconsciously, the train has arrived at the station. Looking at the rugged endless road of high school, I was a little at a loss, but soon I held my head high, packed my luggage and embarked on the journey of high school.
Postscript: hard work may not be rewarded, but no hard work will not be rewarded! The road to study is full of hardships and forks in the road. Only if you make up your mind and never give up will you get a successful bus ticket, train ticket and plane ticket.
On the way to school, you still have a long way to go. Only by studying hard can the future road be smooth. " ..... This sentence may be heard by everyone. It's common, but it's true. The road ahead is too long to explore. It seems that there are layers of fog in front of me, so I can't see clearly. Every step, every time you disperse a layer of fog with your hands, you will find "Oh! It turns out that the road I took was like this. "
Walking on the road of primary school, I was careless. I will talk and laugh with my classmates under the magnolia tree. I will fight with my classmates in the classroom. I will talk on the phone with my classmates at home. But I won't sit in a chair and wrestle with math problems for half an hour, memorize English words by rote, and read a difficult and boring classical Chinese.
Walking on the road of junior high school, I was walking on thin ice. The fierce competition between my classmates and my parents' expectations ... all clamored for being tough on this road. However, what remains unchanged is the concern of classmates and the care of parents. These are like soft flowers in thorns, scattered with irresistible momentum.
Life in junior high school is not as easy as that in primary school, and life in primary school is not as full as that in junior high school. But they are all the same, full of warmth. On these two different but equally happy roads, I learned more knowledge, got more love and lost those immature ideas. Walking on this road, you can obviously feel that you have grown up. I will comfort my classmate when she is sad, and I will share with others when she is happy. I like this change. I'll ask my mother how I'm different from before. Although she just laughed, I still believe that I have changed. Because I recall the past with a funny and vague feeling, I sometimes wonder how I did such an embarrassing thing before. At this time, I always bury my face and smile.
Ah, it's almost the crossroads again. In high school, I always feel that it will be very hard, but the road still has to go on. I will definitely clear the fog myself. Looking back, it seems that the route has been covered by layers of fog! Maybe all the fog will disappear when we reach the finish line. Let's go down this mysterious road together!
On the way to school, everyone who has attended school and received education has a different learning experience from others. What I want to say is that I am still on my way to school today. -I told Zhang Yongxiong, a literary friend of Shandong Jiaotong University, that I want to study hard from 20xx 10 years, and then look back to see how much has changed, and then I am not prepared to study so hard. What I want to say is that today, once many people graduate and devote themselves to work and life, they no longer study systematically and actively, and I have never stopped these years.
I grew up in the country and came to the provincial capital at the age of 27. I actually have two homes in my hometown in southwest Shandong, one on the north bank of Dongyu River and the other on the south bank of Dongyu River, 15 Li. I was born on the north bank of Hebei. Because my ancestors were small businessmen, I have always settled in villages with markets. Naturally, all the houses I live in are rented. It can be said that there is no room and there is no ridge on the ground. You have to pee on people's walls as soon as you go out. I can't afford to build a house at home, so I can only rent a house that the villagers are idle. Idle houses are naturally old adobe houses. In the summer when it was time to go to primary school, it rained heavily. The old adobe house collapsed in the heavy rain, and a pile of mud hit my little bed. Fortunately, it hit my leg and I was only lame for a few days. At that time, my parents decided to move. My great-grandmother and my second uncle live in a market on the south bank of the river. My great-grandmother had three adobe houses, so we moved to the south bank in the name of taking care of her.
After moving, he began to study in primary school in his village and junior high school in a neighboring village, and his grades are not bad every year. But he didn't start teaching English until the third grade, and he had to take the English exam for the senior high school entrance examination like the middle school in the county. As a result, he was not admitted to the first middle school in the county by 9 points. I refused to repeat (at that time, many students even chose to repeat from the second day of junior high school in order to learn English), so I went to the agricultural technology school in the neighboring county and studied biology, genetics and breeding, crop cultivation and soil fertilizer for three years. This autumn, my classmate's children got married and went back to their hometown to congratulate them. They sat at the same table as Mr. Liu, who taught me physics. Teacher Liu also praised you for being good at physics at that time, and often came first in the exam.
After three years in agricultural school, I chose to take the self-taught exam. Because of poor economic conditions, I have no money to buy reference books and sets of exercises, so I have to study hard and often can't afford the travel expenses to catch the exam. Once my mother sold the last female goat weighing more than 80 kilograms. I didn't prepare enough at first, so I missed the exam after studying for half a year. The first time I went to Heze for an exam, I went on the first day, stayed in a hotel and ran to the river to enjoy the scenery. Someone happened to be fishing in the river, and a bucket of caught fish splashed on the beach. I ran to see the size, and the beach looked dry. In fact, it was just a layer of skin, muddy and half a foot deep. I didn't get my degree until I was 25. At that time, I was married and had children. I think I am comparable to Pu Songling. During the self-taught examination, I also participated in the one-year correspondence study of Poetry Magazine. I didn't attend school for a day, which is equivalent to dropping out of school for me. I am so jealous to see others still studying at school. Once I said goodbye to my wife and children and went to Heze Library for a few days. At that time, I admired the poems of Zhou Tao, a military poet, and rummaged around in the library looking for his poems (now he doesn't write poems). Speaking of libraries, in Jinan for more than ten years, I have read more than 200 foreign novels, which are borrowed from maps of provinces and cities and purchased.
It is difficult for a person to find himself constantly. Although I have no talent, I can still be called an impressive-willed person, and my career pursuit is almost rock solid. It is precisely because of this gratifying determination that I have recalled myself from my vacant sadness many times and finally created something. /kloc-in the autumn of 0/994, I entered Jinan and first worked in a small shearing equipment factory. At the end of the year, the provincial prose society needs an exam to recruit editors for contemporary prose magazines. A classroom full of students, only seven or eight candidates, including me, have to pay a deposit of 600 yuan and run back to their hometown to ask their parents for it. During my work in a magazine, I was a colleague of the poetess Han Yan. Since then, I have known some writers in Jinan, such as Fu Shusheng, Yu and Liu Hantai. In order to improve my writing level, I attended the Shandong Writers Association 15 writers' class in Rizhao. In order to improve my theoretical quality, I participated in the fourth graduate writer class of Shandong University and got the biographies of He Lihua, Huang, Niu Yunqing and Sun Jilin. I was the monitor of the writers' class, and Zhao De, the monitor of 1 class, found that he was already the vice chairman of Shandong Writers' Association. When I was nearing graduation, Director Liu of Shanda strongly advised me to study for a master's degree, saying that there were only three courses left to study for a master's degree. With your expertise, it is not difficult to find a job in a university, but my ambition is not to study, so I am afraid of wasting time.
People in the living environment are like a group of monkeys grasping at empty shells, but as human beings, it is best to prove themselves and become themselves.