A 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school
In study, work and even life, everyone has the experience of writing compositions, so they are very familiar with compositions. Composition is a kind of verbal activity, which is highly comprehensive and creative. I believe that many friends are very distressed about writing essays. Below is a 500-word essay on notes for the second grade of junior high school that I compiled for everyone for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need. 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 1
Many things have happened in my life, some of which made me sad, some of which made me happy, and some of which made me regret. But that time, I was deeply moved.
Early that morning, I picked up my schoolbag and was about to go to school. My mother stopped me loudly, ran over with an umbrella in a hurry, and said: "Last night, the weather forecast said it would rain today. Bring an umbrella, don't let it rain." I looked up at the sky, the sun was shining brightly, and said impatiently: "Why bring an umbrella? The books are so heavy, the sun is so bright, why is it raining? "My mother tried to stuff the umbrella into my schoolbag, but I grabbed the umbrella angrily, threw it to the ground, and ran out without looking back.
Time flies, and school is about to be over soon. It was sunny just now, but suddenly there is a thunderstorm, and the mood suddenly changes. Watching my companions being picked up by their relatives one after another, I was the only one who was still anxiously watching the rain dry. I regretted throwing away the umbrella and was still angry with my mother. Seeing that I was the only one left, I was just about to rush home when I saw a familiar figure walking from a distance - my mother.
I took the umbrella sheepishly, struggled for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to apologize to my mother. My mother touched my head and smiled: "Son, how could my mother blame you? It hurts." It’s too late for you!” This sentence touched me deeply, yes! The only person who has given me selflessly without asking for anything in return is my mother. My heart felt stinging, remembering that I was angry with my mother early in the morning, but my mother never took it to heart. My tears flowed down unconsciously.
Mom, you are an umbrella that protects me from the wind and rain and gives me endless touches. A 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 2
On New Year’s Eve, before six o’clock, the sound of cannons outside the house was deafening. I couldn’t help but look out the window. The courtyard was decorated with lights and colorful lights. Many people were setting off cannons. While my mother was cooking dumplings, I took the firecrackers and fireworks, picked up my father and ran into the yard.
At the beginning, I was a little timid, afraid that the firecrackers would destroy me. So, my father gave me a demonstration first. He placed a long whip on the ground, lit the cannon with burning incense and then ran away quickly. He only heard a "cracking" sound, which was very loud. , the shock made me quickly cover my ears. With my father's encouragement, I carefully lit a small flower and watched it spinning around on the ground, like a little fire dragon. It was quite fun! Dad watched me getting bolder and asked each of us to hold a firework in our hands to set it off. We lit the fire at the same time, and saw strings of fire beads spurting out and then exploding in the air. I happily named it "Twin guns." Dad placed another big thing on the ground, which was as big as a rice cooker at home, and asked me if I dared to put it. I said, "Dare you, let me do it." After lighting the twist, I ran away immediately, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement from it. When I was about to step forward to see what happened, my father stopped me: "Don't go there, it's dangerous!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "swish" sound, and a fireball shot up into the sky. Suddenly, the fireball dispersed with a "swish" sound and turned into a colorful tree. ; With a "swish", another fireball shot up into the sky, dispersed and turned into a blooming flower, and some turned into small umbrellas... The whole sky was suddenly illuminated, like daytime . Wow, so beautiful! It's so magical, like magic, it makes me feel incredible.
Setting off cannons is so much fun! I heard my father say that setting off firecrackers is to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. The burning firecrackers can take away all the bad things of the past year, so that everyone can be healthy and safe in the new year. I nodded my head in understanding. With the sound of firecrackers full of New Year flavor and joy, we ushered in the Year of the Rabbit. 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 3
When I see the lush branches and leaves, I will think of you in my heart. You are the one who brings life to them. You are the selfless - soil!
Mud, I praise you!
Although you do not have a gorgeous appearance, your broad mind is full of noble spiritual realm. You are not like white clouds, floating in the air, swaying at the slightest breeze; nor are you like yellow sand, dancing with the wind, wasting your years in vain. You like to work hard the most - taking water and nutrients into your body and quietly giving them to all living things in nature.
Friend, please pay attention to the soil under your feet! It is this soil with a dull color and seemingly rough texture that continuously and silently contributes the nutrients stored in the body, giving birth to this prosperity. A prosperous green world. It does not ask for praise and has always been a foil in literati's writings. However, it has no regrets and no regrets. It just devotes everything to itself in obscurity and without hesitation.
Ah! Soil, I praise you! When you hold a seed into your arms, you are bound to assume the responsibility of giving it new life.
You give them sweet milk and give them warmth. You are like a gentle and selfless mother, and also like an almighty magician, turning one into countless, turning the weak into strong, and turning the childish into mature. Beautiful nature is the masterpiece of your hard work.
I want to praise you - soil! You are content to live at the bottom, never proud, never show off, and never thought of asking people to build a monument for you or sing a hymn for you!
Mud, I will always praise you. You will always be the most beautiful in the world. I believe you can get the attention of the world! 500-word essay for the second grade of junior high school 4
There will always be some ups and downs in life. There are setbacks, when I am frustrated, hesitant, and depressed, who is it? Quietly, listen to what I say, and then speak loudly, and the words like a clear spring flow into my heart! It's you - my friend!
After entering junior high school, I love making friends and have made many friends. Do you want to get to know them? If you want to get to know me, let me introduce you!
Xu Haotian: He is one of my best friends. She looks cute, not tall, and has a rosy face! He loves playing basketball and Chinese is his favorite.
Guan Jingyu is also my best friend. He is quite tall and handsome, and he also loves to play basketball. Me, Xu Haotian and Guan Jingyu are known as the invincible iron triangle, both on and off the court!
Liu Ziqiang and Yang Jian are my best friends. They are very open-minded and their mantra is "take a step back and the world will be brighter". Their self-confidence is relatively strong, but Liu Ziqiang is sometimes overconfident!
Yao Juan is one of my friends of the opposite sex. Needless to say, her appearance goes without saying. We often help each other in our studies. She knows how to be considerate of others, but her thoughts are a bit unpredictable!
Okay! Now that my friends have been introduced, it’s time to introduce myself.
My name is Han Yongle, everyone likes to call me Lele. I am witty, brave, lively, cute, love making friends, and love sports. Table tennis and basketball are my strengths. Recitation and speech are my favorites, and I have won many awards! When I treat my friends, I will treat them sincerely and I can suffer some small losses. My motto is: Treat yesterday’s stumbling blocks as today’s stepping stones and work hard to move forward!
I’ve finished the introduction. If you like to make friends with us, okay! We are already friends! 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 5
Last night, my mother and I walked hand in hand on the prosperous streets of Zhaoqing. When I walked to Qixingyan, I suddenly wanted to see the musical fountain. The first time I saw a musical fountain was when I was very young. At that time, I had just moved to Zhaoqing. This is the first time I know about Zhaoqing. It was the first time I saw those fountains being sprayed very high.
We followed the flow of people and came to Qixingyan. But I didn’t go to see the long-lost musical fountain. Instead, I was attracted by the small open-air cinema. It was just projecting film through an old video player, with lights shining on that small screen. The screening staff also had two boxes filled with film tape. The two old men just sat on the box. What they are playing is Liu Sanjie. I believe many young people in their 90s or even 80s don’t know this. There are 70 people working around here who come from other places to work, as well as some elderly people. There were no chairs on the floor, so they sat on the floor or took off their shoes and sat on them. They watched with rapt attention. Remembering and savoring. Out of curiosity, I went up to talk to the two old men who were showing the video. They had gray hair. They said that they came here on Saturday nights to show everyone. Our parents’ generation used to watch it. I wonder when they started doing it, maybe because they are old, or maybe it is noisy around, oh, put it close to his ear and speak loudly, so that the old man can hear it. The old man told me that they started doing this work in 1954. Now he is 80 years old. When he said that they had been doing this work since 1954, a bright smile appeared on the old man's face.
The musical fountain is over, and those who come out are those who are dressed in fashionable clothes and look back at the outdoor cinema. Those are people who have gone through many vicissitudes of life, and some are people who parents bring their children to get to know. .
Although it is not the latest movie, it is much better than the latest movie. Compared to sitting in the dark cinema and enjoying the heating, I feel that this outdoor cinema is warmer. 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 6
When I was in elementary school, I always imagined the scene of entering junior high school. Once, I dreamed about the classroom of junior high school! That is indeed very different! I finally graduated from the 6th grade of elementary school, and I am full of expectations. When the first day of school arrived, I walked into the junior high school campus I longed for with a strange mood. This is how junior high school life began.
This is a brand new world, which is more exciting and emotionally rich than primary school life!
On the first day I came to school, I saw many unfamiliar faces and looked at everything here curiously. Because I was a dormitory student, all the classmates in the dormitory were as excited as me and couldn't sleep on the first night, so we got to know each other earlier.
We entered adolescence in the first grade of junior high school. The difference from elementary school is that I started to pay attention to the opposite sex, and was shy and nervous. Unable to control his emotions, he made a lot of jokes.
This is the most embarrassing joke ever. When my classmates and I were on our way to the classroom, I saw someone I was particularly interested in. As I was walking, I suddenly bumped into a tree. The classmates next to me all laughed at me. I was very embarrassed. He rubbed his head and reluctantly accepted their teasing.
The life in the first grade of junior high school passed quickly. When I entered the second grade of junior high school, the pressure of study became heavier and I became more nervous. But we also have fun. We play chess and basketball every day at noon and night, which does not relieve the pressure. My chess skills are second to the whole class, and the first is our study. Let’s learn from the role models.
There are many unhappy and happy things in junior high school, but these are all in the past. What we have to face is the test brought by entering the third year of junior high school!
I will remember this wonderful memory and leave it to my future memories and taste! 500-word essay on notes for the second grade of junior high school 7
Recalling my winter vacation life is really unforgettable for me. We climb mountains, run, skate, study, read every day... it is fulfilling and meaningful.
In the afternoon after the exam, several of our good friends got together to discuss how to arrange our vacation life. After some discussion, we decided to set up a holiday activity group with 6 members and a team leader to manage the discipline of the entire team. I served as the administrator and was responsible for arranging daily activities. The purpose of our group is: "Strengthen your body and study hard." I made arrangements for my daily schedule in the evening.
So we gathered at the central garden of the community at 7:20 every day from Monday to Friday as planned. Only then did some people start to be late, and some wanted to sleep in. After being punished by the team leader, they came on time. Weight-bearing running is our morning exercise program. After we gathered in order of height, the team leader led the team and ran around the lake to Zhangjiaba. The total distance was about four kilometers. After having breakfast in Zhangjiaba, we returned to the pavilion in the central garden of the community to read and do winter vacation homework. If we didn’t understand something, we would ask each other. If we really couldn’t solve the problem, we would stay and ask the adults at night. Later, After we had our own small world on the mountain beside the lake, we changed the location of our morning exercises to the small world. Sometimes we would bring cold rice noodles and cold noodles to the small world for lunch, and taste each other to see which one was delicious. Once, after I overcooked the noodles, they tasted it and praised it, saying, "Although it looks ugly, it still tastes good"!
After having fun, we still did not forget to study. Each of us must finish the homework for the day and hand it over to the team leader for inspection before we can go home and rest.
In the evening, there are free activities, including skating, playing yo-yo, shooting, badminton, and table tennis. We also gathered in the central garden at 7:00 and ended at 8:30. Although my eyesight was not good, my shooting was the best among my teammates.
Winter vacation life is a life arranged by myself. It releases my whole body and mind. It is both fulfilling and meaningful. 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 8
"Ye Tong, come down and clean up." My mother asked me to clean up again. I was in charge of the floor upstairs, and reluctantly I went upstairs with the rag. I started from the living room, and half an hour later, I was finally done. "Mom, go up and check! I've wiped it." My mother went upstairs and looked, and shouted, "Ye Tong, come up here!" I ran up and took a look, and was shocked. There were flowers all over the floor. Yes, they are all my footprints! It turns out that I forgot to change my shoes. Oh my god, I have to start all over again! Alas, what a miserable life!
Spicy
The teacher assigned a lot of winter vacation homework. I was very busy every day, doing this and that. There was also a "trainee teacher" who also gave me homework. . Yesterday, I was busy doing homework for school and forgot to write one at home. Today, the trainee teacher gave me a severe lesson and punished me to copy the text ten times! Oh, MYGOD! Tell me, is this adding fuel to the fire? Of course, the "trainee teacher" is actually my brother.
Sour
My father took me to watch a movie. The story is about a little girl who is eager to study but has no money. She worked hard to make money, and finally went to school. But I think, after this semester, will she have another semester? My heart has always been sour, and even the New Year cakes seem to have lost their flavor.
Sweet
Today, the "trainee teacher" praised me. When I got home, my parents cooked all the dishes I like to eat. I am so happy! After dinner, I was able to play on the computer for half an hour. Everything went well! My heart is sweeter than eating honey.
This is my winter vacation life. Do you sympathize with me or envy me? A 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 9
Every Spring Festival is the happiest time for everyone. But there is one thing that I will never forget.
When people are immersed in the joy of the Spring Festival and set off gorgeous fireworks under the dark blue sky, my chest will feel a dull pain. When the Spring Festival comes, people like to set off some gorgeous fireworks. Under the dark blue sky, the bright fireworks seem to light up the endless night, shining as bright as day, and echoing the stars in the sky, showing a joyful scene. .
But I don’t like to set off fireworks. Not only do I not love them, I also hate them.
Because I thought those things were dangerous and smelly. Unlike me, my cousin was only about five years old at the time. However, she loved setting off fireworks the most, but I didn’t allow her to do so. She had to wear thick cotton clothes. When she goes out to see other people setting off a firework, she will happily cheer when a long flame is lit; when a firework goes out, she will sigh helplessly. All of this seems ridiculous to me.
Once, she was fascinated by watching someone else set off fireworks. Seeing that she liked fireworks, the person gave her one. I happened to bump into it as I was passing by. I stepped forward angrily. He took the fireworks stick from her hand, threw it on the ground, and crushed it. She suddenly burst into tears, but I ignored her and walked away without looking back. I didn't care what happened to her later. Now, every time I see fireworks burning, the scene of my childhood mental torture suddenly comes to mind, and I feel an unprecedented sense of guilt.
I thought of many ways to make amends: admit my mistake to her, but from her confused eyes, I could tell that she had remembered nothing. So, I bought a lot of fireworks and set them off with her. I remember that she was very happy that day. The gorgeous fireworks were intertwined with her bright smile. She was holding the fireworks and spinning them around. I seemed to see a lovely angel. Smiling at me, that innocent smile erased my heavy guilt.
I couldn’t help but hold the fireworks with her, spinning around...
Although this little incident of the Spring Festival has passed a long time ago, it made me unforgettable. 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 10
It is an unknown time. It has appeared in my mind countless times. It is so strange and yet so familiar. Turning my head in confusion, I tell you, it is called junior high school...——Inscription
After reading the inscription, do you think I am hesitant, wandering between familiar and unfamiliar words? But in fact, it is just like that. I always feel that I am just a little girl. I didn't expect that my junior high school life will become so familiar in the blink of an eye. It has been three weeks since school started, and it seems that time begins and ends at this moment. How could that trance-like childhood pass away so quickly? It didn't stay in my heart very much, and I even missed it so much sometimes, but my longing for the future never disappeared...
Junior high school is very tiring, this is the only thing I want to say, it is that A new starting point, I discovered that the new runway, the new starting point, cannot be used with the original method. It requires you to start over step by step, bit by bit, and re-establish goals. New, yes, even if I still Upstairs, I deeply feel that everything is new. The teacher is new, the classmates are new, the method is new, everything is new, but it is also tiring. When you climb up the vine slowly like a snail, the grapes may be ripe, but if you fly over the tree like a bird, you will never be able to eat the sweet grapes. There is a lot of homework, so much that sometimes I feel overwhelmed and don’t know where to start. This is it...
Its tiredness, I pay, its beauty, I hope I can witness, that junior high school, I knew you... 500 words composition for the second grade of junior high school 11
Elementary school stage Our life is like colorful shells, rich and colorful; it is also like a notepad of Father Time, recording every bit of it; it is also like a TV series, with happiness and sadness.
Looking back at the past, leaving beautiful memories; looking at the future, full of infinite expectations and longings.
I am thirteen years old and have entered junior high school. The study and life in junior high school will definitely be more interesting than the life in primary school. Junior high school is full of hardships and joys. The ideological and moral teacher said that junior high school is a golden period of life, which is the most important period. Yes, some people say that human life is like building a house. Elementary school is the foundation, junior high school is the building, high school is the painting, and university is the decoration. Only in this way can life build a unique and unparalleled building.
At the beginning of school, we ushered in a six-day military training life. This is to allow us to have the same organizational discipline as soldiers, the same hard-working spirit as soldiers, and the same physical fitness as soldiers.
After officially starting class, I got to know new classmates and new teachers. Some of the classmates are strangers, and some are old friends. There is the cheerful Yang Huifen who loves to laugh, the honest and meticulous Li Guangqiang, the active and bold Wang Mingfeng, and the discipline-abiding Liu Jianfen; among the teachers there are Chinese teachers who are lively and interesting in class, social teachers who are informal and smiling, and amiable mathematics teachers...
Life in junior high school may be like a five-flavored bean, with its sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty qualities; it may be like a sailboat sailing in the sea, with ups and downs; it may also be like a wonderful movie, full of drama. All this will meet us ahead. Classmates, let us cherish every minute and second of junior high school life and learn knowledge diligently and hard! 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 12
Duanhua School is my only alma mater and the only school in my heart. Not only is it a great place to study, but it's also a reputable school. I spent many years studying in this warm family. Duanhua School is located near the Olympic Market.
When you come to the school gate, the four big characters of Duanhua School are particularly eye-catching. The first thing I saw was Building B of our school. Building B has three floors and has 27 classrooms.
After walking a few more steps, we saw Building A of our school in front of us. Building A has four floors and 81 classrooms. If we pay attention to our left hand side, we will see four big words: the motto of our school is "respecting teachers, emphasizing education, cultivating morality and cultivating talents". These words are to remind each student what to do in school. It is not easy for our school to have such a wonderful day. Cambodia has been in a war-torn situation since 1970, which forced schools to close. It was not until 1992 that more than two decades of war ended, peace was achieved, and comprehensive development was achieved in various fields. In the same year, the Teochew Huay Kuan Tuan Hua The school has resumed classes smoothly. Under the leadership of His Excellency Lord Yang Qiqiu, President of the Teochew Association, Duanhua School is accelerating its restoration. His Excellency Lord Yang Qiqiu has long devoted a lot of effort and money to promote Chinese education. So that Chinese people in different corners can have the opportunity to learn Chinese well and make immortal contributions to society. Duanhua School has been developing continuously over the past 20 years. The current number of students has reached more than 10,000. It is known as "the best Chinese school in Southeast Asia" and is praised by people from all over the world.
This is my school - Duanhua School. After a long period of ups and downs, a new era has begun, and it will surely write a more glorious page in history with a new attitude. 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 13
Glad
The test papers for the English test have been handed out, and the results are among the best again. When the teacher commented, he especially praised several students with outstanding achievements. Although my face was quiet, I showed my humility vividly. Looking at the envious eyes of the classmates, my heart was sweeter than eating honey, and I was already giggling in my heart. Do you think this is gratifying or not?
After glaring at her, she understood and closed her mouth. However, after class, I was severely scolded by the teacher. Do you think I was angry or not?
Sorrow
Alas! God is so cruel and shows no mercy. Holding the physics test paper, I was stunned for two minutes. Oh my god, this broke my record. The red crosses seemed to be laughing at me. I really wanted to Crying, my friends came over to ask about my grades, but I ignored them, making other students afraid to approach me. Walking on the way home, the blue sky is so sad, the water is so melancholy, the mountains are so majestic that I am confused, but there are no songs or poems in the empty days, and there is no emotion in anything I do in the empty days. Would you say it's sad or not?
乐
Alas! There was another pile of test papers. Looking at the pile of homework, I had no idea where to start. Each test paper was like a strong opponent gearing up. I did not retreat, but faced the difficulties. "Wow, it's so easy!" Looking at the "scars" on the face of the "opponent" I eliminated, I smiled knowingly. Are you happy or not?
My junior high school life has its joys and sorrows. They are like immature green olives. Although they are bitter, as long as we are good at watering them with our hard work, we will eventually gain something. 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 14
Time is like water, and years are like songs. In the blink of an eye, I have gone through 12 years of ups and downs.
I left a series of footprints in the journey of my life. This was my initial growth. From elementary school to junior high school, this is what touched me.
In the past ten days, I have endless aftertaste of every detail. In the past ten days, I have changed from a primary school student to a junior high school student, and my life has become more tense. My life has become more stressful, and I have much less free time, but I live a more fulfilling life. The pressure of studying in No. 6 Middle School and the tension of life make me feel exhausted. People here work very hard, which makes me even more stressed, but only with pressure can you have motivation, and only with motivation can you achieve results. I want to study hard and study seriously. No. 6 Middle School is really a big campus. I really hope to achieve a good result in this world. So I have to work hard to make life more enjoyable. I have to study hard. In elementary school, I was not a very good student, but an ordinary student. This makes me even more motivated.
In the past ten days, I have been in and out of the Sixth Middle School every day. From the first time I entered the Sixth Middle School, I felt indescribable joy. I felt happy every day, but there were also times when I was unhappy. . I was disappointed because I didn't do well in the exam, but I pulled myself back on the edge of disappointment because I said to myself again and again: "Come on, you can do it!" I heard my mother say that everyone has their own The ocean also has a sailboat. It depends on whether you drive it to victory or failure. I will drive my sailboat under the ocean of No. 6 Middle School and move towards victory step by step.
Come on! I want to work harder and fight bravely in the world of No. 6 Middle School to get into my ideal high school! A 500-word composition for the second grade of junior high school 15
I always think of this poem during the Chinese New Year: "The sound of firecrackers eliminates the new year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to the Tusu. Thousands of households always exchange new peaches on the first day of the new year. "Old Talisman" brings me joy. I can eat delicious food, receive many red envelopes, and see relatives far away from home.
But this Chinese New Year is different from the past. We spend it in the city. My mother promised to take me to cook the annual delicacy "Sweet and Sour Fish" with her. As my first child who never leaves the kitchen, Naturally, one of my tasks was to buy ingredients. When I walked to the vegetable market, it was still crowded with people. Seeing this scene, tears rolled down my eyes unconsciously. I sighed: How many people, like us, have not returned to their hometowns to celebrate the New Year? Wandering outside, many people cannot see their loved ones. I quickly bought the ingredients and went home.
When I got home, I immediately called my mother. My mother squared the cutting board next to the pot, picked up the crucian carp with both hands and beat it against the cutting board. The fish shouted from time to time: "Save me, save me quickly... ..." I couldn't stand it anymore, so I had to step aside and pray that the fish would not escape death after all. After my mother cleaned it, she called me over. He said to me: "First...in...then...finally. Ask me if you don't know." After hearing this, I was a little surprised. I put it flat in the bowl, cut it crosswise several times with a knife, and carried it with my left hand. Hold the fish tail with your right hand and use a spoon to pour oil on the fish, turn the meat at the knife point outwards, put it in the oil pan until it is fried and take it out. Put a little oil in the pan, add the green onion and ginger together, and put it in Add tomato paste, water, a little salt, vinegar and sugar, bring to a boil and thicken with cornstarch. This is the soup. Finally, pour the soup over the fish. Making this dish was a bit of a surprise.
When it was time to start dinner, I looked at the table full of delicacies and felt happy and touched that I could feast my eyes. What moved me was how difficult it was for my mother to fight alone.
The sound of fireworks and firecrackers sounded slowly outside, the TV was playing the Spring Festival Gala, and my father had just returned home from work. Our family was having New Year's Eve dinner in this peaceful environment.