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growing up


I went to the school to take the paper and suddenly saw the bulletin board saying that the freshman first went to the playground on August 26th. I had a feeling like yesterday. I suddenly felt that I was "old". .

I thought that I was also a freshman at the beginning. I wondered who I would know on this new campus. Because I went to study in Ningjiang District, I didn’t know anyone at the beginning. I stepped into the small circles step by step. Point to establish my small circle, the score is my stepping stone, friendliness is my communication method, friendship lubricant is my synonym.

I work hard there, I struggle, I struggle, I am aggressive. I am working hard from step 267 to 67, I will never back down, I will never give up, I may be hit but I will not admit defeat.

In the past two years, I have met various kinds of things from a timid, timid, unconstrained eagle to a daring and independent girl. I have learned how to protect myself and how to deal with my classmates in these two years. The dispute between the two, how can I quickly calm down my mood, how can I use the time to learn reasonably... I have learned all the social aspects of life in the two years of good and bad learning. A lot better.

I have one year left in the middle of the country. In the last year, I don’t want to make a leaps and bounds. I just hope that I can keep my current ranking. After graduation, I can enter the oilfield high school. If I can, I can still meet some of the previous ones. Friends, I hope I can make a wish come true.

We began to disdain to look at those vulgar stories, disdain to say some boring jokes, disdain to chase after the fight, but began to prepare for the study of the place, for the senior high school entrance examination, began to read the classic poetry, began to quietly do their own things.

Nowadays, we are often said to be immature, but we do not know that we are not as unscrupulous as we were at the beginning, because youth has a responsibility, so that we can no longer escape. The young impulses are slowly being polished by time, and have gradually disappeared with the passage of time, let us have a calmer thing.

Time is proof of growth

Third day: Chess Moya

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