【#英语资源# 导语】无论是在学校还是在社会中，大家都不可避免地会接触到作文吧，借助作文可以宣泄心中的情感，调节自己的心情。以下是©无忧考网为大家精心整理的内容，欢迎大家阅读。When I was young, I often heard my parents say how bitter they are. It takes several miles to go to school, but I don't think so now. Maybe I'm used to it in Beijing!
So I wrote this book.
When I first came to this private school, the word restaurant was written on the red and yellow house. On the right is the primary school department and the girls' dormitory. The primary school department has three floors. The first floor is rented as a shop and faces the street outside. The second floor is the girls' dormitory. I haven't entered it, but I think the interior should be similar to the boys' dormitory. Of course, the third floor is the primary school department! (isn't this nonsense!) On the left side of the dining room is the middle school department. There are several big characters on it. There is a room between red and white. (red and white seem to be the main colors of the school) there is a crevice between the middle school department and the restaurant. In the crevice, there is a calling sign that says "adult success". From here to inside, there is a water room. There is a boiler in the room. The furnace is burning all day. The students draw water here, and then to the left is the boys' dormitory building, with a total of 6 floors. The next environment is confidential!!
I was transferred from Beijing. Because I am from here and have to come back from the examination, my parents moved to this school like a bird cage when I was in the fourth grade of primary school. This is a fully closed school. I have no problem eating, drinking and sleeping. I am also managed when I get sick. It is about 10000 yuan a year. When I came in, I was a class without a table, This is also the first head teacher I met in this school. Her surname is Wu. We all call her teacher Wu. The first classmate I know in this class has been here for several years (he doesn't use his real name or just say his last name but not his real name to protect personal privacy). His name is Mingyue. It sounds like a female name, but actually a man. "Hello, have you been to the dormitory to report to the dormitory teacher?"
"Not yet," I said as I looked at him. This is a man with dark skin, big eyes and dark hair. He is wearing the school uniform of this school. The school uniform is pure red. In addition, the indoor light is not good, which makes him darker than me.
"Let's report to the dormitory teacher first," he said as he walked outside the door. "Do you know?" On the way to the dormitory, he said, "be careful in this school life. There are all kinds of people. You are always dishonest?"
"Don't worry, I'm more honest"Early in the morning, in the misty campus, some basketball loving boys are trying to practice their basketball skills. Occasionally, some students can be found reviewing on the playground. Everything on the campus looks so natural and fresh. Open the windows and doors of the dormitory and let the fresh air float into the room with the wind. Suddenly, there is unspeakable freshness and endless happiness, which immediately dispels our hazy sleepiness.
After breakfast, do everything you should do, come to the classroom and start reading in the morning. The old man said, "reading in the morning is the best." The reason is that the content of morning reading is easy to remember and not easy to be confused. Therefore, in the morning reading class, every student is very serious, and a strong reading atmosphere is formed in the classroom.
After class, the voice of learning in class is endless. Although this is good, the teacher doesn't like the noise of the students. The students should be quiet in class. When we need to discuss, the teacher will tell us. For a long time, the students are also used to the teacher's practice. They listen carefully in class. During the discussion, there are endless disputes, overlapping and falling one after another. It can be said that there is a lot of noise. They only see the battle of lips, guns and words, and the sky is dark. The teacher should be infinitely pleased to see that we are so serious. Finally, the teacher's skillful hand often brings the clouds to the light and suspends the students' discussion. Therefore, knowledge is absorbed by us like air every day, and exercise papers are also left behind by us. There is our sweat on each one, and what we get is "there is a result if there is any hard work". Such fruit is sweet and makes people proud and proud.
Of course, before the exam, some people will carry out "mysterious" activities, spy on "exam information" through various means, or prepare some clever ideas for a rainy day. Take shortcuts and spend less time to get rich returns. Although I know that this is only a comfort to myself, I will "never stop until I reach my goal". Maybe sometimes I will be complacent in my heart, but in fact, I know that this is "self deception".
When it was time for lunch, everyone rushed to the canteen. Their speed can be described as "a gust of wind", but the speed of this cyclone can not be seen at ordinary times. The scene at that time was full of galloping horses. If you join, you will feel "the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead" from time to time. At bedtime, each with hazy eyes, dragged his tired body into his beloved "nest" and fell asleep.
High school campus life is beautiful. We should continue to work hard to make life better and make the color of this painting richer and thicker."Life is like music. Campus life is like wonderful notes in music. Because of the accumulation of this kind of life, a beautiful music is composed."
As soon as we enter the school, a statue of Confucius stands in front of the diligent administration building. Rows of lush trees stand proudly on the campus, as if they were soldiers who always protect us. The shape of Jiuqu bridge is peculiar, setting off the mist, which is more like a fairyland. The green lake water is like a mirror, reflecting your reflection, like a piece of jade, flawless. The cold wind blew across the lake, revealing ripples, while the goslings didn't feel the cold at all and played in the middle of the lake. The main task of learning students is to learn. Learning is not only learning knowledge, but also learning methods. It's like fishing. In the past, the teacher gave us cooked fish to eat, but when we graduated, who will fish for us to eat? Who will cook for us? So we need to learn "the way to fish" and "the way to cook fish." The so-called "teaching fish is better than teaching fish". Maybe I have a deeper understanding on this point. Here I summarize three characteristics: Chinese, reading more; Math, doing exercises; English, recite more.
In addition to having correct learning methods, we should also learn to grasp time. God gives everyone the same time, but everyone uses it differently. If you don't have lofty ideals, you can't overcome your inertia. Only those who have the ability to grasp the time of every day can stand at the peak. The best things in life are like wild orchids in the mountains, which bloom in the valley surrounded by Baibu snakes. However, there has never been a Cailan man, because the hundred step snake is to find the persistence and courage of orchids. Courage and persistence do not flow with the waves. Both courage and persistence need to keep quiet in the most chaotic time. With this, I believe I can learn it well. If you don't believe it, you can try it?
Learn to be a man. I'm a lively and cheerful "tomboy". Maybe it's because I'm too overbearing and will always argue with my classmates. I remember that in the first semester of Grade 7, I often had a dispute with my life teacher and made the relationship very stiff. Now in retrospect, these are all my stupid performances. As the saying goes, "rely on your parents at home and your friends when you go out." In the following days, I tried to change myself, and my classmates and teachers gradually changed their views on me. After three years of junior high school career, I made many sincere friends and felt the warmth and value of friendship.
These are what I thought, did and thought in Kangqiao school in these short three years! At least I think so. Life can be said to be very long, but it is also very short. Just a few steps may determine a person's life destiny.There is only a thin door between survival and death. If you open the door of death, you will never return to life again. Life is so fragile and impermanent.
In 20 -- years, Chinese talents came out of the shadow of snow disaster. Unexpectedly, it was another natural disaster. A magnitude 8.0 earthquake occurred in Wenchuan, Sichuan Province.
In order to help the people in the disaster area rebuild their homes as soon as possible, our school launched a charity sale. Some students donated their beloved toys, and some students donated their pocket money accumulated for many years. Everyone's enthusiasm was very high.
Among the dazzling items, the charity sale began, and I soon found some of my favorite things. But look up, eh? Why is no one interested in our exhibition area? How come Feng Siqi was the only one who was trying to yell. I hurried to help him yell, but after yelling for nearly five minutes, my mouth was smoking. Still no one came, I changed my sales "tactics", stared at a second grade girl, and introduced with a smile: "little sister, we have everything in class 4 and 2, including plush toys, books, decorations, etc." but she only "hummed", I didn't say anything more and left.
What should I do? As such, a customer can't come! But at the thought of the earthquake stricken area, a pair of hands stretched out strongly from the ruins; When I think of the child being rescued and saluting the team; When I think of a 9-year-old boy who rushed into the ruins to save his companions. My eyes were wet and I started selling again. I suddenly found a little boy walking around the exhibition area of our class. I won't miss this great opportunity!
So he quickly ran to him and asked kindly, "little brother, what do you want? Our class has everything, especially books. Literature includes children's literature and 20000 miles under the sea, fantasy includes Harry Potter, etc." is there anyone who describes small animals? " I thought: great, I happen to have such a book. So I replied, "yes. Faber's insect is such a book. He describes that Faber has devoted his whole life to the study of insects with love and respect for life. We should learn from him to love life and insects." I said. He took out ten yuan and bought the book. After the charity sale, although I was a little tired, I was very happy because I made a modest contribution to the people in the disaster area through my own efforts.
Our campus is a large collective, and life here is rich and colorful. Here I learned to coexist, love, help and seek knowledge. What a wonderful life on campus!It's the second night of self-study. It seems that students who never grow up flock out to the playground in front of the classroom to chase and fight. Like a herd of wild horses out of rein. When I inadvertently looked up at the starry sky, I suddenly found that the sky seemed far away from me
When we were freshmen in senior one, it seemed perfect to arrange the senior one teaching building on the top floor, because it was far from the ground and close to the sky. It seemed to be far away from dirt and close to God. Although I didn't believe in God, I envied the pleasure of approaching the sky. When the wandering eyes fell on the once familiar but now dark senior one classroom (freshmen haven't arrived at school), they couldn't hear the noise in the past and suddenly felt not used to it. Think about the footprints of my freshman year in senior high school, but they have long been blurred. In the slow beat of time, they gradually dim and then disappear. When these youth passed away, I found that liveliness and publicity had long left us, swimming in life like a dream. What has passed is not only the time of life, but also the state of mind of youth.
Perhaps the students of senior one have not yet relieved themselves from the excitement of the high school entrance examination, and the burden on them seems to have made us unable to stand up. I found my life like an assembly line. Do straight-line exercise in the classroom, canteen and dormitory every day, and there is no space of our own. It can be said that our space is full of an atmosphere of intense learning. It is a little lack of oxygen, which makes people a little out of breath. We want to go outside and take a breath of fresh air, even one mouthful. High school life is simple and complex. Simply put, it is the same form every day, either in the classroom or in the canteen. I have to live and study by myself. I feel that life is too heavy for me. I feel that there is no space and freedom in life. Everything has already been arranged by others. I have seen many articles criticizing Chinese education, including many high school life is too stressful... Some people can't bear the heavy pressure of learning, and even have fear and weariness of learning. Some people succumb to their parents' arrangement, blindly study and become nerds.
Suddenly, the second year of senior high school came. Standing at the end of the first year of senior high school, I looked forward to the next spring. Pain and confusion are intertwined, and vision and hope are mixed together. After getting used to the life mode of three points and one line, change has become an extravagant hope. The world outside the window is beautiful, but I don't have time to enjoy it. The trees on both sides of the river are green and the flowers are blooming. It even seems that I heard the call of birds, which reminds me of the arrival of spring. But regret also follows. Do you remember the face of flowers? Can you simulate the sound of birds? Can you describe what the clouds in the sky said to you? When impulse is replaced by reason, we find that life is so boring. How I want to jump out of this circle and give myself a bright color. I really want to turn into a little bird and fly in my own kingdom. I can touch the blue of the sky with my hand, make the bottom of my heart blue and clear, clear the sadness and throbbing at the bottom of my heart, and I can also hear the panic of thunder breaking through the third year of senior high school. As Tagore said, "there is no trace in the sky, but I have flown."