The 28-day winter vacation around a month is finally over. On Monday, I carried a heavy schoolbag on my back and got on the familiar school bus. I "went home". In the first week of school, I used an inappropriate word to describe my feelings, which can be said to be "five flavors"! According to all my feelings, this week can be divided into the following categories: the first day-an exciting and nervous day, the second day-a carefree day, the third day-a super boring day, the fourth day-a sad and comfortable day, and the fifth day-a tired and happy day. The first day: I was very excited to see my friends I haven't seen for many days, but just as everyone was excitedly discussing the experience of winter vacation, the teacher came in with a pile of test papers. Everyone felt nervous when they saw those piles of test papers. Why do they still have time to chat?
Go back to review, the next day: finally passed the exam. Then, there will be no more storms to stop us from chatting excitedly. After class, there will always be a scene of "35 1 big talk". When three or five people get together, there is always a common topic. The third day: I have the most classes this day, so naturally I will use my brain a lot more. After class, I always feel my hair swell. I want to have a rest and find that the next class is more important, so I have to take out my textbook quickly and think carefully about what I want to say. Finally in the evening, I figured it out, and there are still a few days to go home to school. When I figured out that there were still two days left on both sides, I didn't notice the situation at all, so I could only think about it in my mind and shout "I'm so sad"! The fourth day: the exam results were handed out one after another. Some people are "three happy days", some people are "all three are gray", but I am "two happy days". However, one course is not satisfactory. I feel very sad when I think of the unsatisfactory subjects I have taken, and I feel comfortable when I want to go home at once.
Day 5: Nothing is happier than this day. As we all know, go home today! But only this day, I will take everything home, and I won't feel tired when I get home, but I can lie in bed and sleep when I get home. Learning is like building a bridge. This week is the Bridge Foundation. Remember, when the bridge foundation is broken, the bridge is broken.
September 1 is my first day of school.
With excitement and tension, I came to the classroom for the placement exam and waited for the teacher's arrangement.
Looking at the two or three primary school students in the same examination room with me, one by one was assigned to different classes, and my heart became heavier and heavier. * * *, 1 level *. My teacher called my name. Looking at the classroom door not far away, I don't want to go in for a while. My primary school classmates, although there are quite a lot of experimental middle schools, at least there must be more than 20, plus the knowledge of extracurricular classes, there are about 30 or 40. However, it is conceivable that there are 22 classes in experimental middle school, and the possibility of getting together becomes slim.
I walked into Class 9, and the classroom was empty. I found a seat and sat down. After a while, students came in one after another. One, two or three strange faces appeared in my sight. Eyes have been staring at the direction of the door, but I didn't see a familiar classmate. The seats gradually filled up, and my heart slowly cooled down. Don't you know any classmates? Suddenly I feel a little bit like crying, and my heart is very melancholy. Until I saw a familiar figure, my good friend Li Yifei was out of class! Really happy, because I can be assigned to a class with a good friend who has a good relationship. Even without my primary school classmates, my heart has become much better. Later, I learned that almost all my primary school classmates are scattered, and most of them don't even know the people in the class. I'm lucky! Hehe) Except Li Yifei, I believe I can make new good friends after a period of time!
My teacher came in. My Chinese teacher, surnamed Han, is a female teacher. She wears a pair of glasses and is very young. She is also our head teacher. My teacher is also a female teacher of English Week. She is our deputy head teacher. My math teacher is a little older, but she looks very kind and must be very experienced. In the new semester, I will study hard under the guidance of my teacher!
In a new environment, most students around me are also very nervous and unfamiliar. But after a period of time, we will all become good friends. My teacher said: I will try my best to teach you as long as you are willing to study hard in the new semester. In class, we are teachers and students. After class, we are friends. I hope we can spend the next three years of junior high school happily! Well, I will definitely do as the teacher says.
After reading my curriculum, I added four new courses, biology, politics, history and geography, both of which are two courses a week. Music and art classes have been reduced from two classes in primary schools to one class, and our favorite computer class in primary schools has also been cancelled. Physical education class adds three classes a week, which may be to prepare for the physical education standard of the senior high school entrance examination.
The junior middle school class time has increased from 40 minutes to 45 minutes, and the recess is still 10 minutes. Although there are ten minutes between classes, it is always not enough. My teacher usually extends the time for one class by 2 minutes, and waits for the next class by 3 minutes in advance. Alas, a ten-minute recess is actually five minutes, and you have to run all the way to the bathroom. Perhaps this is the biggest difference in time between junior high school and primary school.
The new book was issued, and I was happy to open the textbook, which smelled of ink. I will make good use of these textbooks and strive for an excellent grade. My teacher randomly appointed several class cadres according to the names on the roster and appointed me as the representative of English class. Hehe, I will definitely work hard!
Junior high school, a new milestone. I will definitely think about a goal, work hard, develop good study habits and achieve excellent results within three years!
On the first day of school, I feel great!
The lively and happy summer vacation life passed unconsciously, and we ushered in a new semester. I'm glad to see the students I used to know again. Everyone has changed a little: some students have grown taller, some have gained weight, and some have put on new learning weapons-glasses ... The biggest change should be that I have transferred to a new class-from Grade Two to Class Five, Grade Four. I find this class very harmonious.
A special and beautiful start to this week, facing the refreshing morning breeze, stepping into this familiar and a little strange campus, my heart is filled with emotion. I heard the sound of reading, birds singing and bells. What a beautiful campus! I am completely immersed in the beautiful scenery of the campus. With excitement, I strode into the classrooms of Class 4 and Class 5. Wow! What an elegant class! Every student is reading with passion: some are poised, some are smiling, some are serious, some are modest and cautious, and some seem to be thinking hard ... it is good to have all kinds of expressions!
The students seem curious about my arrival. After class, they all rushed to my desk. It seems that everyone has a hundred questions to ask. They keep asking me questions.
The first week of school is fresh in my memory, and my excited heartbeat has not calmed down yet. This week is always beautiful. This means that we have grown up again, and it is time to move towards new goals. Seeing the kind smiling faces of my classmates and teachers, I can't help but feel ripples in my heart. Looking at a strange book, a kind of curiosity germinates from the bottom of my heart, and my interest in learning is somehow stronger than black coffee.
I sincerely hope that every day of the new semester will be as beautiful as the first week of school and continue to be wonderful!
Junior high school life, like a wisp of smoke, curled up; Junior high school life, like blossoming flowers, is charming and moving; Junior high school life is like a drizzle, continuous. This is my junior high school life, mixed with troubles, sweetness and melancholy. These three things often happen to coincide, hiding is not, flashing is not, so I have no control.
Compared with junior high school, primary school life is indeed much worse, without repeated supervision and strict discipline. Junior high school life, tense and orderly, has plenty of time, but it will bring you unlimited challenges, so that you can discover the mystery and realize its significance. You surrender, you fall, and the future is dark; On the contrary, you struggle, you progress, and the dawn of light will shine on you forever.
In primary school, the sun was cheerful and carefree. There is no burden on my shoulders. I have only one belief in my heart: I just did what I thought was right and worthwhile, and I never cared about its consequences. Even if I make a mistake, I am indifferent. But now I have changed, though not completely. I am no longer an "optimist", Lian Xiao is a bit fake, and my academic performance has plummeted. Is there any better solution for me who is at a loss? Gradually, I realized the consequences of this sinking, so I tried to get rid of it. I approached the light bit by bit and left the darkness step by step. I learned to catch up with the top students as my goal. Not once, not for the second time, not for the second time, but for the third time ... I encourage myself again and again to turn the sigh of dusk into motivation, no matter how difficult it is, I am not afraid!
To tell the truth, sometimes I really bow my head in the face of difficulties. Whenever I see a topic marked with *, I know I can't do it. The topic is not difficult to understand at first glance, which constitutes my lack of confidence.
I am timid, and from a realistic point of view, I can't bear it in real life; I flinched and didn't dare to express my views frankly. Over time, this has become an indelible shadow. Although I am no stranger to teachers, I still can't let nature take its course.
My junior high school life is rainy, sunny and cloudy. No one can predict what the future will be like. It may be full of thorns, or it may be smooth and radiant, but I believe that the rainbow after the wind and rain must be the most beautiful.
Today is the third day of school, and the excitement of that first day makes me aftertaste for a long time.
On the day of school, I got up early, got dressed, came to the table and had breakfast. After breakfast, I walked to school.
I felt the air was particularly fresh and the wind was particularly cool along the way. Soon, when I came to school, I found that most of my classmates were here, chatting, and I got to know them and joined their team. At this moment, the teacher came, and we went back to our seats to start the class. We listened carefully to Mr. Yang's lecture, and the class was over soon, but I was still silent in the teacher's lecture, and I didn't even hear the bell ring. I didn't come to my senses until my playmate called me.
Unconsciously, after school, I had to go home reluctantly.
Walking into the classroom door, the sound of "Lao Jiang" was particularly affectionate. Sound, sound so kind, a familiar atmosphere, I returned to a happy collective! Familiar faces are displayed in front of us: a summer vacation has passed, and Chen Zhuang at the same table is much stronger, looking graceful and lovely; Chen Keke, like unearthed bamboo shoots, "jumped up" a little; Fang Hao, or slightly long hair, stands up naturally and looks "cool" ... Everyone says hello to each other, chats, laughs and makes noise, and the old happy atmosphere is back. The two girls next to them chatted cheerfully and asked each other about their summer vacation. Only one person said excitedly, "I went to Beijing this summer, and so did you?" The other party replied with a little disappointment: "Then you are really lucky. I am miserable this year, and my parents are busy with work. " I have to stay at home all day and I can't go anywhere! Hey, I really envy you. As soon as the voice fell, I heard the students in front twittering: "I traveled to Xiamen this year, and Gulangyu underwater world was fun ..." "I was in pain, and I didn't do well in the exam, and I didn't have time to study at home ..." Hehe, it seems that the topic of "playing" is quite new.
The first week of school is the beginning of a new semester. At the beginning, everything is fresh and everything must be planned.
For me, the first week of school is quite exciting. The novice sent it to me, and the fresh ink floated into my nostrils, which stimulated my enterprise.
In the first week of school, I made a study plan for this semester and bought review materials. And soon entered a planned preview, review, writing exercises tense state.
Looking back on the first week of school, I am very satisfied with myself.
But in the first week of school, I feel that everyone's state is not very good, as if they have not come out of the winter vacation, and sometimes they are absent-minded in class. So, I hope everyone can cheer up next week and welcome this semester.
Just finished watching the first lesson, this program is really good.
The tragic story of where you will go has been staged in every section of the Long March, which makes the old Red Army unforgettable. It is a true experience of blood and fire, life and death, a tenacious will tempered from the test of life and death, a powerful driving force to inspire Red Army officers and soldiers to fight bravely, and a comprehensive display of China producers' world outlook, outlook on life and values.
The spirit of the Long March belongs to China. They all embody the spirit of the Red Army, which is brave, tenacious and indomitable. As Salisbury said, "The Long March will become a firm and fearless monument of mankind and will be handed down to the world forever. Reading the story of the Long March will make people realize once again that once the human spirit is aroused, its power is endless. "
The spirit of the Long March is both historical and realistic. Its value lies in that it can be transformed into enlightenment to reality in a long period of time, reflecting the soul of the party, the soul of the army and the soul of the nation.
Although the Long March is far away, in the heroic epic written by hundreds of thousands of Red Army with life and blood, every word shines with the brilliance that shocks the soul, and every line of poetry has a kind of power deposited in the blood of our nation. The spirit of the Long March is also worth learning by every Chinese son and daughter.
From the beginning of the first day, when I returned to school, the campus was still so beautiful and moving, emitting a burst of attractive fragrance. Seeing the teaching building, I can't help but get nervous. "Exams, tests ... countless troubles and sorrows will soon disappear at today's opening ceremony.
My mood is tense and urgent, like a deer beating my heart, making my hands and feet tremble. "Class One, Class Two, Class Three ..." P.E. teachers and principals have a loud slogan called "Class Seven is on the field!" The firm and powerful voice made the whole team boil. That is, I proudly put on the striking Chinese characters of "civilized demonstrators", which filled my body with strength. Everyone's face is full of smiles and everyone's heart is full of excitement. Like a bird just released from a cage, I jumped on the red carpet and jumped out of a boiling and anxious mood. The word "nervous" was mixed together. The power of self-confidence has crossed the nervous mood and stepped onto the red carpet. I can't help thinking: the new school year has begun, and I have embarked on the road to success, which shows that I am an excellent young pioneer again. The expectations of my parents and teachers are constantly sent to everyone, and they give everyone confidence. I once again realized a profound truth, failure is the mother of success, failure is only a temporary shadow, not an eternal rainy season, as long as you have new goals. As long as the caterpillar becomes a butterfly, it will fly over the river and soar in the world. Success is the only thing that lasts a lifetime. There will inevitably be some setbacks in life. How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Stand up and don't lose at the starting line!
Everyone once again witnessed to the rostrum and everyone present, like a bright red and magnificent five-star red flag: "Today I am proud of philosophers and businessmen, and tomorrow philosophers and businessmen will be proud of me!" I engraved this sentence in my heart forever and firmly, and the opening ceremony ended successfully and perfectly in such a solemn sentence.
A person's life record is constantly updated. In other words, a person's life has many beginnings and endings. Every year is a new beginning, every day is a new beginning, and even every minute is a new beginning. Facing this rapidly changing world, we are destined to adapt to it with a new look.
I also ushered in my new beginning, because the new semester is about to begin.
A few days before school started, I tossed and turned every night. Is it because of excitement? Maybe, I will meet many friends after school starts, and there will be more interesting stories than holidays ... Is it because of my anxiety after school starts? Perhaps, it is the second day after school starts, and the pressure and competition will definitely increase. Can you stand it? ..... Is it because of the nostalgia for the festival? Perhaps, life after school is certainly not as easy as holidays, but time is gone forever. ...
After the friend knew it, he said, "What are you doing? It is safe to come! " However, in the face of a new beginning, how can I calm down? With a new beginning, you will naturally want to make some preparations and treat everything that is coming with a new look.
..... So after a few days, the day of school finally arrived.
The new semester has begun, and the life record has been updated. It's all over, so why stay? They are just old documents. At the beginning of the new semester, we should face everything that is about to begin with a brand-new look, leaving no regrets, and challenging the old records is what we should and will do. Come on, let's show a brand-new ourselves!
Nine days is a rare fine weather, and we held the opening ceremony on the big playground of our school.
We gathered in the big playground, where there were students and teachers from all classes. On the flag-raising platform of the opening ceremony, Director Lan, the headmaster and Director Wu sat together.
The first is to raise the national flag. On the left side of the flag stand, four students in school uniforms came out with five-star red flags in their hands. The red flag is our symbol. At the sound, the teachers and students of the whole school saluted the red flag, which was inspiring and told us not to fall down in the face of difficulties. Face it bravely, unite as one and go forward bravely. This is the spirit we need. We should study hard, don't let foreigners bully us, and don't let foreigners look down on us, even others. We should strive for a sigh of relief for our motherland.
Now Director Lan has spoken. He told us to study hard, right! Learning is the most important thing. As long as you have knowledge, you can get out of this society and become a useful talent in society. Director Wu told us to pay attention to safety, right! Safety is the most important thing, because without life, there is nothing. We should cherish life. Wei Lina, who came to our class, took the stage to speak. She said that knowledge is endless. Yes! Knowledge is endless, so do your best; Study as much as possible. The headmaster also said that he should study hard and not let his parents down. Yes! Mom and dad work so hard to make money, so that we can read good books and make our future life better. After the headmaster finished speaking, we left and went back to the classroom.
The opening of this ceremony made me feel that learning is so important that we should study hard and make continuous progress. Be the best one. Our school is so comfortable and the environment is so good, but some people don't cherish it, don't study at school, and come to school to mix. I don't want to think about it either. Parents work so hard to make money outside, mostly for us. We should cherish every minute.
We must repay our parents with the best results.
The busy winter vacation has quietly gone, and the new semester has quietly arrived.
In the first week of school, I saw that the class teacher was still amiable, the math teacher was still stern and funny, and the chemistry teacher was still so funny ... Some students gained weight, some grew taller, some lost weight, some were quiet, some were lively, and some others. ...
I had a heated discussion with my classmates about where to play during the holiday. At the beginning of the conversation, the bell rang "Rinrin Bell", and then we lined up downstairs to start the opening ceremony. No.45 in our class is waiting downstairs for the principal to issue the certificate of award, because she passed the 18 exam in the whole grade, so she can get the certificate on it. As for us, we didn't do well in these exams. Although we ranked more than a dozen in the class, we failed.
After a long time, the opening ceremony was over and we started our class. We had a political lesson first, but I forgot to bring my book. Fortunately, the teacher didn't criticize me, otherwise I would have passed!
My classmate's hometown camp invited me to her place for dinner on Friday, and I want to go. I was afraid that my family wouldn't let me, so I called my family and told my grandmother to invite me to her house for dinner. Grandma said, well, then you can come to my house for dinner tonight. Then, I hung up, and she said, OK. After dinner, we put the book there, went to school and returned to her, just to see the master go west. When I got to her house and asked me to eat there, I went there again. At half past six in the evening, I was afraid that my family would be worried, so I asked her to call her family and let them know. Then, when we finish eating, we set off fireworks and go home.
In this way, a week passed.