In daily study, work and life, everyone must come into contact with composition. Composition can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (essay). How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following are 10 compositions for the first grade of junior high school that I compiled for you. You are welcome to share them. Composition for the first grade of junior high school, Part 1
Books are the wealth of the human spirit. And on the road to chasing our dreams, books are an indispensable "guiding light".
I believe everyone has read "If You Give Me Three Days of Light". The protagonist in the article, Ms. Helen Keller, the author of this book, suffered a fatal accident when she was one year and seven months old. The high fever caused by the sudden scarlet fever made Helen blind and deaf, and then she lost her ability to express language. In the beginning, she was sad, angry, withdrawn, and even desperate, but she did not give up easily. When she was seven years old, teacher Anne Sullivan came to Helen's side. She guided Helen out of the endless darkness and loneliness with love and wisdom. She taught Helen to use her other senses to experience the world. The teacher also taught Helen to use touch to learn words and learn pronunciation based on mouth shapes. For words that others could pronounce after reading them once, Helen would even read them dozens or hundreds of times until she felt that others could understand them. She practiced hard day and night, and after putting in so many hardships and tears that were unimaginable to others, Helen was finally able to speak. When Helen said the coherent sentence "The weather is very warm" for the first time, the teacher and family were really surprised and happy. Only they understand that this is really not easy for Helen, who is deaf and mute. With tenacious perseverance, Helen learned Braille, learned to speak, and even learned five or six languages. In June 1904, Helen graduated with honors from Harvard University's Radcliffe College. Although the God of fate took away Helen's vision and hearing, she tightly held the throat of her tragic fate with diligence and perseverance.
Through this book, I understand: find hope from despair. As long as we have confidence, hope, and perseverance, we will be able to overcome obstacles, surpass ourselves, and realize our dreams.
The famous writer Bing Xin once said: Reading is good, reading is good, reading is good. Du Fu, a famous poet in ancient times, also had a famous saying: "Reading thousands of volumes, writing is like a spirit." A few decades ago, there was a little girl named Mary in Poland who was very attentive to her studies. She often buried her head in books and sat at the table for hours. No matter how noisy she was around, she remained indifferent. Every night, she sat in front of the big table with a book spread out, her elbows on the table, her hands on her forehead, and her thumbs plugging her ears. After a while, she was completely immersed in the book. Mary's sister and classmates found it strange and interesting to see her always motionless reading. They had teamed up to make an intolerable noise around Mary, but it never got her attention. One night they decided to build a "triangular tower" of chairs around Mary. After the "tower" was set up, the children quietly stepped back to see how Mary would react. But Mary didn't notice at all. She neither heard the sound of chairs being set up nor the suppressed laughter of everyone. She was completely attracted by the world in the book. After more than an hour, she finished reading a chapter before she raised her head. Suddenly, the chairs collapsed. Mary sat motionless. She was not angry, nor did she find the joke amusing. As if she suddenly woke up from a book dream, she stroked her left shoulder that was hurt by the chair, picked up the book that fell on the floor, stood up and walked to the next room. The happiness books brought her far exceeded these boring jokes. When Mary grew up, she became a great scientist and won the Nobel Prize twice. This is the story of Marie Curie.
Books are the ladder of human progress. On the road to pursuing our dreams, how many celebrity biographies have wiped away our tears, how many inspirational words have healed our wounds, and how many philosophical stories have pointed the way for us! Life is like a book, and the process of chasing dreams is like the process of reading. Don't rush through it simply and roughly, but slow down and savor every word and sentence of it. You will also discover its unique beauty. at.
Books are stones, knocking out sparks of fire; books are fire, emitting little rays of light; books are light, illuminating the road to dreams.
Read a book, it will be the light in dreams, the dream in light. Composition for the first grade of junior high school Part 2
I have changed from a primary school student to a junior high school student!
On the first day of school, the teacher said to us: "We will be junior high school students from now on. We should do everything by ourselves, arrange our time reasonably, and don't be late for class... "Originally, the teacher said that we should all do well, but I thought it was too simple.
We have been in school for so many days, and every time the teacher leaves homework, someone is a step behind others, because he is doing something else while others are doing homework, and so on, there will be more homework. , he became anxious there, and in the end the homework was written in a mess. If this is the case, not only will we be noisy by the teacher, but it will also prove that we are junior high school students who cannot arrange their own time.
When we were in elementary school, we could be late, but now that we have grown up and are a junior high school student, we must get rid of our bad habits. Being late is not only harmful to ourselves, but also to our classmates and teachers. If we wait until class is over before entering the classroom, it will disrupt the thinking of the teacher and classmates, and even attract the attention of the whole class to ourselves. At this time, It not only delays the teacher's lecture but also delays the students' listening.
My realization from these two things is that we should not only arrange our time reasonably, but also get rid of our bad habits and let our good sides show up, because we are junior high school students and we must It’s up to myself. Composition for the first grade of junior high school 3
The weather is really nice today. Gao Yan and the others are in class. Teacher Qi Pa invented a game to test them. The rules of the game are that you can tear off the opponent's name tag with your hands or special weapons and find the name tag. The team that successfully protected solar energy won. The 40 students were divided into four teams, namely Tianyang Team, Ouyang Team, Zayang Team, and Xinyang Team. The captains are Gao Han, Ouyang Buma, Yi Yang, and Kmart. "The game begins." The teacher gave the order, and a group of men in black put on blindfolds on them. After an unknown amount of time, the game really started. Gao Han started to look for his teammates, and a hand suddenly reached out to Gao Han's name tag. Suddenly turning around, the man failed to sneak attack, Gao Yan launched an attack on him, and 10 minutes later, the radio broadcast "Xinyang team, Kena OUT Xinyang team, Kena OUT." In just ten minutes, Gao Wei took Kai's attack. Na was eliminated. At this time, Ouyang Buma met Qin Tan from the Tianyang team. Ouyang Buma wanted to tear off Qin Tan, but did not notice that Tie Zhu from the Tianyang team came behind him. Tie Zhu almost tore Ouyang off. Stepping on horseback.
"Special weapons have appeared. Special weapons have appeared." came out on the radio. Kmart had found special weapons. He wanted to use special weapons to eliminate Gao Han. Suddenly, "Tian Yang" came out on the radio. Team, Tan Tan OUT Tianyang team, Tan Tan OUT." It turned out that Ouyang Buma tore her off while Tan Tan couldn't help it. After tearing her apart, he secretly felt embarrassed. Tie Zhu who was beside him tore Ouyang Buma off in an instant. "Team Ouyang, Team Ouyang Buma OUT Ouyang Team, Ouyang Buma OUT", on the other side, Lu Liugu of Team Tianyang actually found solar energy!
Can the Tianyang team protect solar energy? Composition for the first grade of junior high school, Part 4
Teacher, I want to say "thank you" to you! It was you who raised me into a knowledgeable and polite young man, and it was you who gave me the principles of life.
Your conscientious work warms the hearts of every student with your spring breeze-like words, and nourishes the seedlings with your broad love.
Teacher, you care about me like a mother. I remember that after the sports meeting, I had a fever. I never took fever seriously, but this time it was over. Grandma and grandpa felt distressed when they saw this. As for me, I kept saying it was okay and I would be fine tomorrow. In the end, they didn't bully me. It got serious the next day. Grandma had no choice but to ask for leave from Teacher Yang. I thought it would be fine after just calling and talking. But - after grandma finished speaking, the teacher said: How about I take him to see you, you are old.
After listening to it, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart, so warm. Although it is just a simple sentence, it flows into my heart like a warm current and surges into my heart. Moreover, the teacher was also coughing at that time. I knew that the teacher was also sick, but the teacher was still thinking of me, and suddenly I felt that the teacher was so great.
Teacher, you want to treat me like a friend. I remember that I was a little absent-minded in those days. Teacher, you noticed it. One day at noon you called me to the office to have a heart-to-heart talk with me. You asked me what happened. You asked me what happened. I sobbed and said I had a fight with my family. You listened to me patiently. Then he said to me very kindly: "It is normal to quarrel with family members. Maybe grandma misunderstood you this time, or maybe what we did was really wrong, but no matter what, we are all juniors and we must respect them... ..." Before the teacher finished speaking, my tears were already flowing down. I don't know if they were tears of grievance or what, but I knew that the teacher had become my friend in my heart. "I'll apologize to grandma tonight. After I apologize, I'll call the teacher. I'll be waiting for you." "Yes!" I said confidently. I remember the teacher's conversation in my heart. From that time on, the teacher became a good friend in my heart!
If I were a poet, I would write moving poems with full enthusiasm and dedicate them to my most beloved teacher Yang. I wish you good health, smooth work, happiness every day 365 days a year, happiness every moment for 8,760 hours, wonderful moments for 5,465,000 minutes, and happiness every second for 31,536,000 seconds.
Yes! Teachers are the fire, which ignites the fire of students' hearts; teachers are stone steps, which allow students to climb up step by step. The teacher is like a candle. Although it is weak, it adds light and heat to others. It brings light but exhausts itself. This selfless dedication will never be forgotten! Composition for the first grade of junior high school, Part 5
"Brush it gently from time to time to prevent it from being contaminated by dust." You humans must hate our dust very much, right? You always try every possible means to eliminate us, because if you walk around in the dust, you will become disgraced and even contract diseases, so you still hate our dust. In fact, this is not the case. Now is the time to give our Dust family a moment of proof. Without our presence, the strong sunlight will prevent you from opening your eyes for life. The air in the atmosphere will only scatter blue and cyan sunlight, while our dust scatters seven colors of sunlight indiscriminately.
When sunlight hits the atmosphere, its intensity is only weakened a tiny bit. However, the task of protecting you humans has fallen to us. We have tried our best to greatly weaken the intensity of the sunlight, so that you humans can Live and work in peace and contentment. Without us, you would never be able to open your eyes due to the strong sunlight. Our dust also has certain dilution properties. In addition to weakening the sunlight, we will also gather water molecules on ourselves and bring them into the atmosphere. Without us, everything in the world would be wet. What's more serious is that if we didn't exist, we really wouldn't exist, and we wouldn't be able to form rain, fog, and snow to regulate the climate. As I floated in the atmosphere, I gathered water molecules into myself, forming stable water droplets, which then fell collectively. Don't you always say "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest"? Without us, there would be no rain and snow, and your survival would be threatened. Our dust has greatly improved the living conditions of you humans, and we can be said to be a great contributor to you humans! But you insist on eradicating us. You are too ignorant to persist! I am dust and I am proud! Composition for the first grade of junior high school, Part 6
My dining table is always neat and clean.
Three meals a day at home are served on the dining table at home. When my mother asked us to have breakfast in the morning, there were milk and eggs on the dining table, as well as steaming steamed buns, porridge and rice.
My mother is a very clean person, and all the food on the table is placed neatly. When our family took their seats one after another, a joyful breakfast began. I opened the egg, put the egg shell on the table, finished the egg in several bites, and then took another meat bun. I took a bite, and the oil in the steamed bun splashed out instantly.
The younger brother, who had just learned to eat by himself, was naughty, holding a spoon in one hand and stirring the porridge in the bowl. Soon, the corner of the dining table occupied by his younger brother was completely messed up by him.
As for mom and dad, they are the most elegant when it comes to eating. Compared with them, my brother and I eat a little more barbarically. When breakfast was over, my mother walked to the kitchen with the bowl she had eaten her breakfast in, followed closely by my father. Now, only my naughty brother and I were left at the dining table.
When I finished eating, one side of the dining table was as clean as ever, while the other side was a mess. The younger brother was sitting at the dirty dining table at the other end. In fact, there has always been a rule in the family that whoever eats last will clear the table. Naturally, the hygiene of the dining table was left to my younger brother to take care of every day.
Although my brother eats in a mess, he is also good at cleaning up the family dining table. Especially under the guidance of his mother, his naughty brother seemed to like cleaning the table. He ate until the end every day and wiped the table clean.
The fact that my dining table is kept so neat and clean after every meal is all due to my younger brother. I don’t know whether my brother thinks that he makes a mess on the dining table every time he eats, and then feels obligated to clean it up, or he simply thinks that tidying up the messy dining table is a fun thing, and it is also a good thing. Something fulfilling? For whatever reason, my dining table is really neat and clean. Composition for the first grade of junior high school, Part 7
Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. I am growing up day by day, and every moment I look back on the past is so worth recalling. I will forget some, but I can never forget that smile.
The school held a literary recitation competition, and each class had to choose a few representatives to participate, and I was selected. I am proud to contribute to the class. After a period of training, the day of the competition soon arrived. The contestants took the stage in order to recite. "Now the representative of Class 42 will go on stage to recite, and Class 43 will prepare." The host said on the stage. "Oh my God! It's our turn, what should we do? What if we lose? It will embarrass the class..." I muttered to myself, my hands trembling. "What's wrong?" The teacher patted me on the shoulder. "Teacher, I-I'm afraid..." "Don't be so nervous. There's nothing to be afraid of. You have to have confidence in yourself. Isn't it good during rehearsals?" the teacher said gently. "But what should I do if I lose?" "It doesn't matter. If you lose, you lose. You are determined to participate. Don't take winning or losing so seriously. Just do your best." - "Now the representatives of Class 4 and 3 come to the stage. Recitation, Class 51 is ready. "Okay, go ahead, you can do it," the teacher said firmly. I slowly walked onto the stage, picked up the microphone, shivered a little, and looked at the teacher - the teacher smiled at me and made a cheering gesture. At this time, the confidence came somehow. I nodded to the teacher and started reciting. In the end, our class got good results.
The teacher’s warm and confident smile is deeply imprinted in my heart. Recalling the past, my heart is warm and my life will be more touching. First Grade Composition Chapter 8
In the summer of 1997, two new members were added to the family. One was a Qingdao Haier refrigerator, and the other was the little baby of the family. As the years go by, the little baby continues to grow taller and bigger, but the refrigerator still stands there motionless. It seems to be the patron saint of the whole family, protecting the food for the whole family.
My refrigerator is rectangular in shape, about 150 cm high, and has a capacity of about 190 ml. It stands in the corner of the room next to the kitchen all year round, wearing a milky white dress, like an angel in white. standing there. The double door divides the refrigerator into upper and lower halves. There is a transparent trademark with the words "Little Prince" on the upper right corner of the upper door, and a green and environmentally friendly paper trademark with the words "China's first generation, fluorine-free and frost-free" in the middle of the lower door. .
There is a round knob on the front of the top cover of the refrigerator, marked with gears from weak to strong, which respectively represent the temperature in the freezer compartment of the refrigerator; the upper part of the refrigerator is the cold room, and there is a small switch next to the door pillar. , it controls the lighting on the top wall of the refrigerator compartment. There is a temperature control knob on the front side of the lighting, with 0 to 9 gears. When the refrigerator is not in use, put the knob back to 0 gear. In winter, use gears 1 to 2. , use 3~4 gears in summer. There is a deodorizing switch embedded next to the knob. Press it gently with your hand, and the deodorizing device will start working, making a squeaking sound, and will automatically turn off after 20 minutes. It can release a gas that kills bacteria in the refrigerator room and also Can remove peculiar smell in the refrigerator room. There are three small compartments on the door of the refrigerator compartment, which are used to store fresh eggs respectively. The refrigerator compartment is divided into four layers, which can store excess vegetables and leftover rice, as well as drinks, fruits, milk, etc. However, raw food and cooked food cannot be mixed and stored. The lower part of the refrigerator is the freezer, which consists of three large crumbs. It is mainly used to freeze meat and fish, and can also make sorbet and ice cream.
The refrigerator is started by the compressor. In summer, the compressor runs for about 20 minutes and rests for 40 minutes. In winter, the compressor runs for about 15 minutes and rests for 40 minutes. If there are too many things in the refrigerator, the interior will freeze and the compressor will run continuously. Over time, the compressor will burn out, so we need to check the defrosting status of the refrigerator at any time.
Although the refrigerator did not grow up like me, it worked hard in obscurity; I added a lively atmosphere to my home, it brought a lot of convenience to our family, and it gave us everything every moment. Serving cold food makes us feel a little bit cool in the hot summer. I love you, refrigerator! Composition for the first grade of junior high school, Part 9
Some people think that wealth is the "omnipotent" money; some people think that wealth is a beautiful spiritual home. The bright moon in the mountains and the spring in the jungle are the hermit's wealth; all things in the world and the vast universe are the wealth of the wise; the flowing music is the wealth of Beethoven and Mozart; the gorgeous colors are the wealth of Leonardo da Vinci. In short, everyone has their own wealth. I am no exception. Self-confidence is the best wealth God has given me.
When I was a child, before exams, my mother always told me: Be confident during the exam and don’t panic when you encounter questions you don’t know.
When I grow up, my mother will tell me before the game: I must have confidence in the game. Only with confidence can I do well.
All of this is related to two words - confidence.
As Emerson said: Confidence is the first secret of success. This sentence is always implemented in every game I play.
During a competition, the weather was a little cloudy, and the pain on my body was also faint. It brought about psychological discomfort, so my body was very stiff. I kept cheering myself up in my heart. My friends seemed to notice my nervousness. Tell me loudly: You must be confident. They all shouted: Come on! My mother and coach also came and stood beside me to give me strength silently. My heart slowly eased, what's the big deal. I smiled at everyone, turned around, put on my shoes, and got on the ice! Go to the arena to find selflessness! As you can imagine, confidence brings me success!
Confidence is a recognition of one’s own heart and is my precious wealth. I hope to keep this wealth forever. Composition 10 for the first grade of junior high school
When the spring flowers bloom again, the cheerful chirping of birds in the mountains and forests outside the classroom, accompanied by the warm spring sun, brings bursts of flower fragrance in the breeze. My thoughts are sad and I sit there. On the podium of the invigilator, my mind is separated. When I was a child, the spring was riding on my father's shoulders, accompanied by the bells of the old cattle at home, walking through the mountains, forests and fields, the smell of fresh cow dung from the newly plowed fields, The fragrance of young buds jointing is refreshing, and the smell of father's sweat and shouts constitute the taste of childhood spring. When I was young, I always rode on my father's shoulders when I went out. When I slept, my feet were always pressed into my father's creaking nest to keep warm. This is what my father smells like.
As time went by, I became a father and took away his years. I drifted to the south and had little time to return to my father in a year, and the taste of my father gradually faded away.
In a city with many high-rise buildings and the prevalence of chemically synthesized smells, it is full of strange news and smells, including the smell of fast food, and even more confusing and hesitant smells, including the daughter’s laughter and the milk on her body. The smell has become the happiest flavor for me. My daughter’s excited and powerful screams, as well as the stinging feeling when she scratched my face when she was naughty, have omitted many of the pressures and helplessness in life. I have opened up my role as a father. Another milestone in life. Although we don’t know how many thorns and hardships there will be ahead, we still carry our father’s responsibilities and responsibilities, like the fragrance of the spring soil in the fields of our hometown that nourishes all things. It inspires me to be brave and fearless. , do something, change something!